Tatsumi woke up to a sharp slap to the face. The unexpectedness of the attack had the young man leaping well over five feet from his bed, nearly brushing the ceiling, before landing on the wooden floor perfectly. Spinning around quickly to assess the danger, the ghoul only saw Hilda and the brat.
Wait- Hilda? She hadn't slept in there… right?
"Um, what the fuck are you doing in here?"
"Waking up you and the Young Master, obviously. Your father says you must get ready to meet your instructors, lest you be late."
"Instructors? You mean school? It doesn't mean shit if I'm late or not, there aren't even any damned 'instructors' there in the first place!"
Hilda had obviously tuned him out a long time ago, so his rant fell on deaf ears. The demoness was too busy looking upon the sleeping child adoringly.
"The Young Master must be woken, but to disturb such a peaceful looking rest- it is a sin!"
"BItch, you are a demon. You're a walking sin, for fuck's sake!"
The wet nurse spared a glance at Tatsumi, before going back to cooing over her charge. Had Tatsumi been a normal human, she most definitely would have attempted to stab him for his snarky remarks, but her encounter yesterday had taught her a lesson. That is, don't piss off someone who could kill you easily.
Deciding to ignore her, for fear of increased blood pressure, Tatsumi went about his morning routine and was ready for school in a half-hour. Hilda had yet to wake the child when Tatsumi walked out his room and made to go downstairs.
Unfortunately for the Rampaging Ogre, he had forgotten about the demon baby's infernal clinginess, and was thus unprepared to be fried by a lightning bolt. He tumbled down the stairs in surprise, before leaping all the way back up to calm the brat down.
Upon bursting back into his room, he saw a wailing baby and a frantic wet nurse, who also seemed to be holding back the urge to laugh senselessly. Growling in irritation, the ghoul stomped his way over to the crying child.
"Oi! Stop with yer damned crying! Those friggin shocks hurt!"
This, of course, made the baby shriek even louder, reaching near-deafening levels. Unsure of what to do, Tatsumi looked towards Hilda for guidance, regardless of how much that pissed him off.
"Don't look at me- you are his acting father now. Do the fatherly thing, and make your son stop crying!"
"Che! Worthless woman…"
Walking over, Tatsumi thought of ways to calm the screaming kid down.
'Hmm, in the shows, whenever a handsome man smiles, the babies get all happy… I'm a handsome man! My smile should do just fine!'
You, the reader, should not know what type of shows Tatsumi watches. For your own safety.
Crouching down to be eye level with the child, who quieted a bit in confusion, Tatsumi stretched his lips wide. It ended up being a very, very crude imitation of a smile, looking nothing like the 'handsome man smile' Tatsumi had been going for… Yet, the child slowly stopped wailing.
Little did the ghoul know, that due to the young child's demon status, and previous upbringing in the Demon World, he had a love for all things which would traumatise a normal human child. Regardless of that little tidbit, the child finally quieted down.
With a sigh of relief, Tatsumi grabbed the baby by the head and lifted it over his shoulder. He remembered how the brat had clung to his back yesterday when he had brought him home, and figured the same thing would happen. For a child, he had a strong grip.
"Woman, what was the brat's name again?"
"You worthless man, how dare you forgot a name more important than your existence!?"
"Just answer the damn question!"
"It is Kaiser de Emperana Beelzebub the Fourth- remember that name, trash, for he will be the one to destroy the human world!"
"Kais- Kai- Kaiba… the fuck? That's hard as hell to say… Beel. That's it. That's your new name. Got it, Beel?"
"Ai!" The child seemed fairly happy with it. He probably didn't even know his full name.
Hilda was shocked at the gall of this man. To blatantly ignore the majestic name of the next Demon Lord- he truly was the lowest of the low!
"Listen here, you disgraceful man-!" She shouted, moving to pull her parasol sword out.
A tail sprung out from Oga's lower back, narrowly managing to avoid tearing his shirt. It shot out to the demoness, and wrapped around her waist in a vice-grip. The crushing pressure forcefully ejected all the air in her lungs, and she began futilely grappling with the appendage. She finally realized she couldn't overpower the limb, and instead began hacking at it with her sword. Unfortunately, Hilda had forgotten how her blade was unable to cut the young ghoul's skin the previous day.
Once again, she was shown the uselessness of her strength in the face of a monster when her saber bounced off the crimson dragon tail. After a few more attempts, Hilda gave up. She could admit when she was beaten, as much as it pained her, and she was no match for this opponent.
"Alright, I think we've gotta set some things straight in here. First, you are not gonna try to attack me every time I do something you don't like. You can say whatever the fuck you want, but if you come at me again like that, I'll gut you. Second, this kid is not the most important thing in my life-"
He paused when a black mist began to emanate from the restrained demoness. It rolled off her in waves, nearly obscuring her figure. Her emerald eyes were the only thing Oga could see, and they blazed with rage.
With a sigh of annoyance, Oga commanded his bikaku to squeeze even tighter, threatening to snap Hilda's ribs like twigs. She could hear her bones creaking, and reluctantly controlled her output of demonic power.
"...As I was saying, I don't give a damn if the kid's royalty or not. I'm not from the Demon World, so your king doesn't mean shit to me. Got it?"
When Hilda didn't respond, he shook her around a bit.
"Got it?" He asked again, his voice gaining an edge to it. Seeing the she was dangerously close to being injured- and an incapacitated wet nurse was useless to her precious master- Hilda slowly nodded.
Oga unceremoniously dropped the woman, who just barely managed to catch herself with her impressive reflexes. The young man ignored it, instead choosing to pull on his socks. Finished with his morning preparations, Oga walked down to the Café and out the front door, the small bell chiming to signal his departure.
The walk to school was woefully long, considering the fact that the resident demon maid had chosen to follow him.
"...Woman, where are you going?"
"I cannot trust you to be alone with the Young Master- who knows what type of pain you would inflict upon him?"
Oga sighed, and decided to ignore the annoying demon.
The two met up with his best friend, Furuichi Takayuki, about halfway to school. The white-haired boy completely ignored Oga, instead focusing on the blonde bombshell walking next to him.
"Oga." Furuichi said quietly. He clapped his hand on the Rampaging Ogre's shoulder.
"Hm?"
"Good job." Furuichi's eyes twinkled, and he shot his friend a thumbs up.
"It ain't like that, man-"
"What? What else could it possibly be!?" Then, something touched the hand Furuichi still had on Oga's shoulder. Confused, the young man turned his head, and locked eyes with the young Demon Lord.
Silence reigned.
"Ai."
Furuichi shut his eyes, and began to mutter to himself.
"Okay, if I count to ten and open my eyes, I'll wake up in my nice, soft bed, and find out it was all just a dream… Yeah, that sounds nice. Okay, one... Two... Ten, and…" He opened his eyes.
Child and teen locked eyes once more, neither making a sound. The silence was finally broken after a tense moment by the baby.
"Au?"
"IT'S NOT A DREAM!"
It's a short one, but I just wanted to update to let y'all know I'm still alive :P Plus, that just seemed like a good place to break.
