Disclaimer: I do not own Beelzebub

A/N: Well, the last chapter was not that as long as I thought, but you will enjoy this chapter. For all naughty kids out there, in a few chapters there will be at least one lemon scene. I'm not skilled in writing them, but I try my very best. I just have to look up the right words, I don't want to write 'cock', 'dick', 'cunt' and 'pussy' all the time, at least not when narrating. It sounds not very sophisticated.

Anyway, this chapter is very heartwarming and lovey-dovey and all that stuff. Enjoy!

Furuichi left Ishiyama and walked through the deserted streets. He avoided the shopping districts, so most people wouldn't see him. That had two reasons: it would look bad if the General looked beaten up, but mainly he didn't want anyone to call for an ambulance. He knew, Lamia would take care of all these wounds. Lamia would come over, that was sure. She would probably enter through the window again and she would stay pretty long, considering his condition. "When she comes over and sees me like this, I should better prepare something.", mumbled Furuichi.

He stopped at the convenience store near his house. When he Lamia would come over and stay for at least a couple of hours, she needed something to eat and some drinks. And sweets. Lamia loved sweets. Furuichi bought some drinks, prepared bentos, cup noodles and chocolate and a bunch of other stuff. After he nearly emptied his wallet for his own sake, he went home.

He unlocked the door and said "I'm home!", although he knew nobody was home. He went to the bath and looked in the mirror. He really looked like shit, he couldn't face his family this way. He had to find an excuse to stay in his room. Furuichi thought a little, then he wrote a note 'I'm studying, bought dinner, will be in my room. Please don't disturb me.'

His family didn't lack common sense, they knew that he probably missed Oga and that he really should study for the exams. Furuichi could be sure they would leave him alone, but just in case he put some papers and books on his desk so it would look like he was learning. Then he decided it was a good time to get some rest. His parents would come this evening, Honoka in the afternoon. He set up his alarm and slept for two hours.

As Furuichi stood up, he felt a little refreshed, but also noticed that the painkillers effect was gone. He felt a sudden attack of nausea and ran to the bathroom. He put his head over the toilet and vomited. "Shit, is that blood?", he said. Was the fight this bad or was it the poison? He couldn't tell. "Better let Lamia figure it out. I should get some more rest, but not in my bed. If Honoka catches me there, my cover will blow up." Furuichi sat down at his desk, resting his head on a book. He nearly fell asleep immediately.

Furuichi suddenly woke up from a persistent knock on his window. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. The pain was fading a little, so he opened the window. It was dark outside. Lamia jumped in his room. "Idiot! Have you an idea how long I stood out there?!" "I don't even know what time it is.", mumbled Furuichi. "It's 23:25, moron.", said Lamia. "I waited outside nearly twenty minutes!" "I'm sorry, Lamia, but I was really tired." "Really tired?" Lamia took a deep breath, wanting to yell in anger, but then she realized that Furuichis family was sleeping. "I took a look at your medical records. You summoned Naga and Jabberwock and Agiel?! Do you want to die? And then you got beaten up. I don't know what to do with you." "Treat me, like every doctor does?", suggested Furuichi exhausted. "First: I'm a nurse. Second: of course I will do that, but it seems you always do that on purpose!", said Lamia pissed off. "I'm sorry.", said Furuichi. "Oh, you're sorry?", mocked Lamia. "Yes, Lamia, I'm really, really sorry. So please help me now." "...whatever."

"So, Furuichi, please show me your wounds. We'll deal with the poison later." "One thing first: I felt some nausea after the fight, I even fucking puked. Is that normal?" Lamia looked at Furuichi, thinking. "Please don't tell me you were so dumb and took painkillers." "W-what if I did?", stuttered Furuichi nervous. "It will worse your condition a lot and curing you will cause a tiny bit of pain." Furuichi gulped. "You took them, right? You took painkillers, right? You were a stupid idiot and poisoned yourself even more, right?", said Lamia with a strange smile. "Y-yeah.", admitted Furuichi. "Okay." Lamia walked slowly towards him, still smiling. Then she slapped him on the cheek, then pulled his head down and whispered angry in his ear: "Don't ever do this fucking again!"

"Now, back to your wounds." "Oh, right.", said Furuichi and stripped until he was just in his boxers. Lamia blushed a little at first, but then she looked concerned. "Oh my God, what happened? You look like a truck hit you." "Well, the truck has a name: Nasu." "Nasu? From the Solomon Company?" "Ex-Solomon.", corrected Furuichi her. "But yes, this Nasu. You see, I have to do some stuff at Ishiyama and I need to convince some people." Lamia looked at him, confused and thinking. "Don't tell me you try to take over Ishiyama.", she said sceptical. "You're the only one who figures out all my plans.", laughed Furuichi sheepishly. "Yeah, because I know you – wait, you're serious?!" "Yes. Yes, I am."

After Lamia had recovered from her little shock, she just shook her head and applied new bandages after putting a lotion on the bruises. "Tomorrow you should look better. I need a break." "I bought us some stuff. You hungry, Lamia?" "Yes.", she sighed. "Here." Furuichi gave her a bottle of soda and a bento. They said down in silence and ate. "Say, Lamia, how's it going? I mean, in General. With Baby Beel, Oga, Hilda, your mother..." Lamias expression changed with every name. "It's a little difficult. Master Beel is very close to that dumbass Oga now. They always cause one ruckus after another. Being with you is close to a vacation." She sighed. "I get along with Hilda, but I think she becomes rather distant. Maybe it's because she's an adult now." "And your mother?", asked Furuichi, hoping it wouldn't stress her. It did. "I don't see her very often. And she seems a little cold and distant. The doctor and I don't care about politics, we care for the sick. But the fact I am close to Beel and she is loyal to Eno puts an additional wall between us." She sighed again, a frown on her face.

After they finished, Lamia stood up. "Well, let's draw out that poison in you." She pulled out several syringes. "A-ain't you gonna use a muumuu?", asked Furuichi nervously. "Not with this amount of demonic poison. Don't tell me you're afraid of needles." "N-no!", stuttered Furuichi. "I just am afraid of the thought of you sticking needles in me!" "That hurts." "Normally it's the other way! Erh, I mean, it's your character! No, I mean – forget it.", said Furuichi with a small blush after he realized what he said. "That hurts even more.", said Lamia with a strange expression on her face. "Be a good boy and don't resist. Sit down and give me you arms." Furuichi did as she told him, and she drained a black liquid out of him. "What are you gonna do with this stuff?", he asked. "Hm? Oh, I'll use it for some...studies."

After that, both sat down again. "What now? I don't wanna sleep. You wanna watch some TV?" "Sure, why not.", said Lamia. "Wait, I just grab some snacks. You don't stay overnight, right?", said Furuichi. Lamia whispered something he couldn't understand. "I didn't hear you. Here!" He threw a coke at her, but she wasn't able to catch it and it fell on the ground. "I said I have to sleep here again.", she said, blushing. "Oh, okay. Wait a second." Furuichi wrote a note and pinned it at his door. "What did you do?", asked Lamia. "I wrote them school starts late tomorrow, so they won't come in my room. I don't want to go through this pain again." "It was your fault for assaulting me." "I don't have an answer for that.", said Furuichi and turned on the TV.

After a few minutes of watching TV the snacks made them a little thirsty. "Lamia, could you please open the coke? I'm thirsty." "Yeah." Lamia grabbed the bottle and opened it, and immediately a fountain of soda gushed out and stained her clothes. She let out a little yell. "Oh my God! The coke must have been stirred up when it fell!", said Furuichi shocked. "I have to get it out of the carpet." "More importantly, I'm completely soaked.", said Lamia with wide opened eyes. "Oh shit, you're right! I'll fetch you some clothes." "And from where?", said Lamia. "Well, I can offer you a shirt of mine." He gave her a shirt and turned around. "C'mon, change your clothes."

After a minute, Lamia was finished. He turned around. 'Shit! She looks great!', thought Furuichi. "What are you looking at, p-pervert.", said Lamia with a big blush. She pulled down the shirt with both hands, trying to cover her thighs. "Erh..." Furuichi cleared his voice. "It's just...you look mesmerizing." Lamia blushed even more. "D-don't you have something else? I can't sleep like that!" "Why?", asked Furuichi confused. "Because then you will hug me again...", muttered Lamia. "Lamia.", said Furuichi and embraced her in a tender hug. "Is there anything wrong with me hugging you?" With teary eyes whispered Lamia: "Because when you hug me like that, I will start to like it..."

Lamia felt Furuichis arms on her back. She laid her head against his shoulders and breathes steadily. She liked his scent and relaxed a little. After some time they parted. "And you don't want to like me?", asked Furuichi. His eyes showed a glimpse of hurt. "N-no! But you are always hurt and get in bad situations, and I-I don't want to see you like that." A few tears rolled down her cheek. She sobbed a little. "Thank you, Lamia. Hearing you say that makes me really happy." He rustled through her hair a little. With a big smile he pulled down his pants. "Now let's sleep. I promise I won't assault and molest you." "Not even the tiniest bit?", said Lamia with a small smile. "Not even the tiniest bit."

Furuichi turned out the light and lied down next to Lamia. He could feel her fragile, soft legs against his own. "Furuichi?" "Hm?" "You're gonna fight again, don't you?" "Yes. Tomorrow I may fight Ebian and/or Kankuro." "Please don't overdo it.", said Lamia. "I don't wanna see you like that again." "I won't, Lamia, I won't." "Promise?" "Promise." "Then good night.", she said, planting a chaste kiss on his cheek and snuggling in his side.