A/N: Not much of an update in terms of the author's notes but here is an extra chapter for you – I'm planning to throw these out a thousand words at a time each day which is worth about an hour or so total of writing. One more thing, try not to be too picky about my grammar and errors – because I rarely do any editing… whatsoever – unless it's a really bad mistake.

Toraburu Chapter 4: Prince, Homeless IV

3:34AM

Parking Lot

Hel A. Deviluke

The night stage is set, and the mission has already commenced.

A flurry of blades made out of hair struck at the blur which moved faster than even Nemesis could comprehend. Of course, she eventually realized that he was toying with her and trying to make her expend as much energy as possible before deciding to go in for the kill – or apprehension of certain target.

I, Hel Deviluke – decided that it would be best to apprehend the target without expending too much effort, but in the heat of the moment I lost my composure as I had after getting hit in the head by a wooden object so hard that it shattered against my skull upon contact; were I an earthling… my skull would've shattered to pieces.

I might've been fast but this girl was moving at about the same speed as I was, and her convenient transformation abilities were beginning to get on my nerves, it left no openings for me to get in close and apprehend, and even if I did apprehend her – she would simply change forms and utilize that as a means of escape. The only option now… was to kill her, or ask nicely.

I blinked, as I began to read the situation.

The younger girl, the one who appeared to be the devilukean age of approximately eleven or twelve and possessed wavy dark brown hair, sided with golden brown eyes who stood near the edge of the lot was probably the motive behind this tan-skinned, black-haired-

She did an evasive backwards flip.

I lost my footing.

She was not... wearing panties… my eyes. What I have seen - cannot be unseen, the sanctity and innocence that I possessed... gone.

"Hohoooh~?" She sang smugly, as though she had been expecting that result.

"Hang on, let's take a break." I could hear my voice as it wavered... embarrassing, and my hands were trembling with absolute dread – I fell backwards onto the ground.

She grinned, and her seductive primal eyes gazed into mine.

I knew that wouldn't work – but decided to try it anyway. Is this desperation or just my insane sense of humor? "You shouldn't look at me like I am worthy prey, I-I'm not really." I stammered and a sharp clawed hand made out of her hair gently stroked my cheek, drawing a small amount of blood that flowed down my cheek.

Her eyes stayed on me and with no shame she strode forward in a cautious but hasty fashion, she sat on my legs – restrained both of my arms with that black hair and cupped either side of my face with both of her hands, "Your face… I've never seen something so enjoyable – it's like you were born to be my…" She leaned in close, and pressed her tongue against my cheek – it was soft, warm and slick with saliva. "…slave." She finally finished her sentence after licking the blood from my cheek.

This sensation… dangerous.

Without hesitation I guided my devilukean tail to her cheek and focused the energy on the tip – I heard her gasp at the sudden heat and her eyes visibly widened. "My, my…" she mumbled as she narrowed her eyes once again and then closed them with a sigh. She jumped backwards to avoid the beam of light that shot forward from my tail and obliterated the wall of the nearest building, causing it to crumble.

"Violation… my eyes… my cheek – you… you…" I was at a loss for words.

She let out a smug chuckle, "What's the matter – did I render you speechless?" She asked, in a mocking fashion… there was no obvious shame in her expression – she was a perfect rival.

I smirked, forgetting what I was about to say. "Everyone is attacking me today – and I am uncertain as to why… would you care to enlighten me as to what the reason is behind your motives?"

There was no hesitation for her and no shame, "I noticed how you said that you were a trained assassin… and took that girl… her name is Mikan and she is a close friend of… Golden Darkness." She hesitated at that name. "If the worst were to come to her, Golden Darkness would descend into madness and chaos and her true power would be released… she wouldn't consider us - her only family - as allies at that point." She had been staring at the destruction I had caused.

"You must be truly desperate to resort to such power, the only other devilukean to do that was Momo… only after I had humiliated her in front of the man she loves… a man who I thought a worthy slave." She smirked and returned her gaze to my direction. "But that put aside, I'm afraid your fate has been sealed by assaulting Mikan."

For some reason, talking about Momo like that made me feel a tinge of annoyance… speaking of Momo, I wondered where she was-

"Wait… how do you know Momo?" I asked as my interest was piqued.

"Oh... hohooh~" She wore a childishly playful expression, "So you are a devilukean that has some sort of relationship with Momo-san?" She asked, amused – in a flash she transformed her hair and I felt it smash into my abdomen. "All the more reason to kill you – remove all obstacles to the plan." She offered the innocent smile of a schoolgirl – then the pain struck like fire where she had hit me. I looked down only to find a blade dug into my abdomen.

I coughed up blood and dirtied the clothes I had recently borrowed without asking, and grinned. "Is that really how I sound on a mission?" I laughed, and she withdrew her bladed hair – as I looked at her, ignoring the excruciating pain I was currently enduring and climbed to my feet. Her bottom lip quivered, as I continued to challenge her. It was then that she vanished – gone… my mental processes must be slowing down because of this injury… I lacked focus as of now. "Wha-" I winced as I made an effort to talk, "Why… the hell… didn't… you… finish… me… off?" I managed – my strength left my body, I fell to my knees and then collapsed onto the ground, the blood from my wound still felt warm against my hand as it drained from my wound.

I heard screams, meant for me.

Is this it? An end before a beginning?

"Nii-chan!"

"Onii-sama!"

"Hel-kun!"

Came their anguished cries before blackness engulfed my vision and mind.