A.N: Warning: If you're sensitive towards the r word some of the content might be heavy for you take. No what you think that implies is not going to happen but well...to answer on of my reviewers world that's a major reason why this has a M-rating among other things. Thanks to my reviewers and readers as always.

And I just realized something-a big, big mistake on my part when Setsuna mentioned white wings. Konoka should've said something like "But your wings are black not white." Then Setsuna would've said "They were white before I turned." Sorry, sorry, sorry editing and f-ed up mistake on my part.


When Zazie opened up the portal for them Setsuna was trying really hard not to look at Konoka as she flew out of it into the amusement park. Landing on the ground she tripped over an aluminium can rolling around on the ground and dropped Konoka, falling on top of her. Pushing herself up, Setsuna yelped as her hand slipped on something smooth and she fell down again. She heard clapping and looked up to see Evangeline sitting on top of one of the horses on the merry-go-round cross-legged with a teapot in front of her and a cup of tea in her hand. Zazie was chuckling from where she was closing the portal.

"Well done Setsuna! Bravo! Are you going to go in for a kiss now?" Evangeline laughed.

Red in the face, Setsuna scrambled off Konoka, helping her up. "M-Master! What're you doing here?"

"Looking for you, you see a funny thing happened. Chachazero came back to me with a hole in her chest speaking gibberish about you running off with the girl. Now how do you think that could've happened?" Evangeline's eyes gleamed, a wicked smile curling her lips.

"Oh well…about that it was an accident," Setsuna said lamely.

"Her circuits were damaged. She's being fixed now."

"Then how did you find us?"

"Before she combusted ChaChamaru caught her gibberish using the playback system installed in her. After we slowed it down we managed to decipher what was going on. This was the only logical place left that you would go to," Evangeline sniffed.

"…How long were you here for?"

"A while, you took so long to get back that I finished five kettles of tea."

"Then why didn't you try and help?"

"Are you kidding? It would've been pointless. If you can't even stand up on even ground to Poyo Rainyday out of all people then you don't deserve to be my servant."

"But master, she's no mere person someone can beat so easily either! You know what type of power she has!"

"True true but to you it should be nothing. I'd be disappointed in you if you couldn't beat her," Evangeline scoffed.

"Just because nearly no one can beat you…"

"What was that?" Evangeline regarded them with a maniacal grin. "Did I hear complaining from you?"

"N-No," Setsuna backpedalled. '

"That's better. In any case I applaud you for keeping her safe and unharmed."

"What? You were watching the whole time?" Setsuna spluttered.

"How could I watch?" Evangeline snorted. "Idiot, I was merely commenting on your perseverance in keeping your target alive with so many people trying to kill, maim or capture her."

"Oh well…thank you, wait did you give me a compliment?" Setsuna said.

"No now come on, let's go and bring your pet," Evangeline ordered.

"Evangeline-san, don't forget the bargain," Zazie said as the vampire soared up into the air.

Turning around in mid-air, she said, "Yes yes of course, I'll give you 10 mini robots in exchange for 10 scrolls. Come on bird-brain, I'm not waiting for you."

She soared upwards. As Setsuna picked Konoka up and prepared to lift off, Zazie said, "Setsuna."

Pausing, she glanced at the trickster. For as long as she'd known her she'd never heard that tone in her voice before.

"I urge you to be careful from this point onwards. Your life is entwined with the girl's now and there is no turning back. Remember who you are."

And with those enigmatic words the magician disappeared leaving a very confused Setsuna.


"Don't step on any glass," Setsuna warned Konoka as she flew through the hole in the apartment window Evangeline had knocked out.

"Why didn't she use the door?" Konoka asked in confusion, gingerly avoiding the pile of jagged glass on the carpet.

"Master likes using the easy way," Setsuna said.

"Stop your yapping you two and hurry up," Evangeline barked over her shoulder.

She was already out the door of the room they'd broken into via window. Glass tinkling as her bare feet ran over it, Setsuna helped her over it.

It was a dingy apartment at best and a run-down, crack-house of an apartment at worst. The walls were stained with what looked like blood and the wallpaper was peeling revealing the aged brick behind it. Also, it looked like there were food stains. As Konoka passed a large yellow spot that looked like someone had decided to use the toilet in the hallway, Setsuna grimaced. She'd stepped on something sticky as well.

"Master, why did you move from the house?" Setsuna asked as they caught up to her.

"There were people watching me but the cowards disappeared before I could get a lock on them," Evangeline muttered. "If anything I could have sworn they were your people Setsuna and a girl..." Shaking her head she said, "Anyway this isn't good either way. Demons coming to the normal world...they're going to screw everything up."

"This is an apartment right? Where's all the people?" Konoka said, looking around

"I ate them all," Evangeline grinned humourlessly at them as she stopped at an open door.

"She's kidding," Setsuna said quickly as Konoka's face turned white. "This place has been abandoned for years. Master made sure that no one would ever want to buy it so in the end this place is just sitting here because people think it's haunted."

"Get inside," Evangeline commanded. "Chachamaru, turn on the lights."

"Who's-?" Konoka started.

Her question was answered by the sound of whirring and gears clicking. The room was filled with dimly lit lights revealing a tiny kitchenette with a single bedroom and kitchenette in the corner. In the middle of the room there was a long rectangular dining table with two chairs at each end. Standing at the table was a tall, green-haired girl with a maid uniform on and gloves. Where her ears should be, long metal shafts stuck out like an android's. There were two lines on her face from the bottom of her jaw going up her cheeks.

"Master, Setsuna, welcome back," She bowed, her voice was cool, machine-like. "Shall I prepare an extra bed for the girl?"

"No, she and Setsuna can sleep together," Evangeline stretched, trotting towards the chair.

"Wait sleeping-?" Setsuna snapped her gaze to Evangeline nervously.

"So tell me," Sitting back in the chair, Evangeline took a sip of her cup and put her elbow on the arm-rest putting her head in her hand. She drawled,"What's this I hear about you claiming the girl using that ridiculous Law of Ancients?"

"Well I mean, that was the only way I could-wait how did you know about that?"

"You forget how fast word spreads. Can't hide something like that from the community Setsuna, tongues wag…rumours fly…Kotarou's mad that he hadn't thought about using that tactic himself. He came barging in here demanding to challenge you for her." Evangeline paused lowering the cup. "You do realize that you made it worse for her right?"

"What?"

Sighing, Evangeline set the cup down and gestured towards the opposite chairs, "Sit down the both of you."

Setsuna guided Konoka to the chair and pulled it out for her. Evangeline set the cup down, drumming her fingers on the table. She watched the both of them for a moment, thoughtful.

"While you're at it Setsuna, can you make me and the princess some more tea?" She snickered straight-faced.

Shooting Evangeline a dirty look, Setsuna said through gritted teeth, "Yes master."

"No complaining or I won't have Chachamaru help you," Evangeline leaned back, closing an eye and peering over the rim of her cup with the other.

A vein throbbed in Setsuna's temple as she started to boil the water and pluck out some satchets from the top cupboard.

Chachamaru walked over to Setsuna and took a pot out, taking the top off, "Setsuna, those are the chilli packets."

"Uh Secchan do you want some-" Konoka started to stand up as she began to blush.

"No I got it," Setsuna cut her off a little too heatedly.

Evangeline's grin grew even wider, "No go help her girl. She could use some education."

Stiffly, Setsuna took out a metal tray and took the kettle from Chachamaru. Pouring the water to the top, ChaChamaru put satchet which was labeled Earl Grey and dipped it into the cups, stirring it. When it was ready Setsuna took the tray and made her way to the kitchen table setting the cups down in front of Konoka and Evangeline. Konoka gave her a small smile which did not go unnoticed by Evangeline.

"Girl, you realize why you're here don't you?"

"No, I just want to go home. My grand dad's in the hospital," Konoka gazed down at the table.

"You can't," Evangeline said bluntly. "Now that Setsuna decided to be heroic anyone can challenge her for you and she can't refuse or it's an automatic defeat. There are a lot of people who would want someone like you."

"But that's…" Konoka looked gutted.

"Mm I'm surprised she used it too. That law has never been used since the War. It was originally a way to help save ordinary normal humans who'd gotten trapped temporarily in the demon world in the aftermath…" Evangeline mused. "In any case, your destiny doesn't lie in the human world but in the magical world. You have the most innate magical power I've ever seen in my life-time."

"Then why do you want me? I don't even know how to use my powers."

"Have you ever heard the term leverage?" Evangeline set the cup down, examining her fingernails. "You are leverage. Not that I need it but there are some people that would become annoying if I let them have you."

"Master, if I may speak…." Setsuna coughed, stepping forwards.

"Speak," Evangeline eyed her.

"Why don't you let her have her at least contact her grandfather? You can use Chachamaru, surely no one will track her then," Setsuna suggested.

"No. Someone could hear her father in the hospital," Evangeline said coldly.

"But-"

"I said no."

"What if I promise to do something for you?"

Quirking an eyebrow, Evangeline said, "Go on."

"I'll serve you for longer," Setsuna offered.

"Not good enough," Evangeline yawned, pushing back her chair and standing up.

"I'll give you my blood whenever you want," Setsuna said.

"Secchan no," Konoka stood up.

"I already have that," Evangeline snorted. Throwing her a fleeting look, she said, "Why are you so interested in this girl? You think you can save her is that it?"

"No, I…she just deserves her phone call," Setsuna said quietly.

Laughing, Evangeline looked at her, amused. "You are a strange one aren't you Setsuna? What is it about her that makes you care so much?"

Glancing over at Konoka, she mumbled, "As someone who's supposed to help you…wouldn't it be better if you didn't scare her to death and make her feel less…threatened?"

Evangeline looked at her thoughtfully then snorted, "Hmph, your sentimentality makes me sick sometimes."

"So she can have her phone call?" Setsuna asked.

Looking at Setsuna like she was an idiot, Evangeline drawled, "What makes you think I'd let her do that?"

A flicker of disappointment ghosted across her face making the vampire laugh. It was mocking and cruel, "You really are something you know that. If I didn't know any better I'd think you were trying to make amends for that human that died. Maybe you'd have been better off dead after all."

Before Setsuna could retaliate Konoka had charged forwards and jabbed her finger in Evangeline's chest.

"Don't talk to her like that! She doesn't deserve it!" Konoka snapped.

Setsuna pulled her back just as a pillar of ice erupted from the floor-boards where she'd been a split second ago.

As Evangeline smashed the ice to pieces, Setsuna shielded her with her wings and covered her body to prevent any ice from slicing or hitting her. Evangeline grabbed the back of her haori and threw her away from Konoka, making her crash through the sliding glass doors of the balcony, break the bars and left her hanging off the edge by her fingertips, wings unfurling on instinct. Heaving herself back up and with-drawing her wings back into her shoulders Setsuna saw Evangeline's arm snap out and clutch the brunette's neck with a death grip. .

"Never speak to me like that again or I will kill you," Evangeline snarled.

"Master no!" Setsuna dashed back inside, crying out. "Don't, she didn't mean it she just doesn't know!"

Evangeline squeezed harder and Setsuna panicked as she saw the light start to fade in Konoka's eyes, "Remember you need her right? If you kill her what use will she be to you? Better alive than dead isn't that right?"

Considering, Evangeline dropped Konoka who gasped for breath, massaging her neck. She turned a murderous glare on Setsuna who knelt on one knee before her respectfully.

"You come with me bird-brain. Girl, you're sleeping in that bed," Evangeline ordered. She strode out of the room, never looking back. Setsuna followed leaving Konoka alone. Evangeline slammed the door shut, locking it.


Later that night while Konoka was lying on the bed ChaChamaru let herself in, setting down a bowl of noodles on the dressing table beside her bed. Konoka was too miserable to notice at first until the robot tapped her on the shoulder. As Konoka tucked into it, she realized she was hungry after all. So hungry that she didn't realize the noodles were cold until she was halfway done.

"Thank you."

"It was at the request of my master. She was going to let you starve but she was persuaded by Setsuna for a favour," Chachamaru intoned, tilting her head.

Konoka choked a little on her noodles, gasping.

"Are you alright?" Chachamaru asked with a tiny note of concern inflected in her voice.

"Just fine," Konoka said, her eyes watering. "But um, what favour did Secchan give her?"

"Blood," Chachamaru replied.

Konoka's eyes widened, "What?"

"Master likes to drink Setsuna-san's blood. Sometimes she gets drunk on it but she enjoys all kinds of delicacies," Chachamaru explained.

Bowing, the robot left the room leaving Konoka to her thoughts. Just then she could hear a thud against the wall, jarring her bed. Konoka fumbled, nearly dropping the bowl and set it down on her dressing table just as she heard another thud. It was a really bad idea that her window was open because otherwise she wouldn't have been able to hear the moans that was coming from next door. Then she heard someone protest weakly and a voice hush the person playfully.

"Ok, maybe these walls are paper thin," Konoka muttered.

The thuds ceased after a good 10 minutes or so and then there was silence for a while. For a very, very, very long while, so long that Konoka didn't move until she spotted a pair of pajamas lying on top of the dressing table. Standing on her tip-toes to get them, she was about to slip on her shirt when the door burst open, breaking at the hinges. Konoka shrieked, covering her chest. As the door crashed to the floor, Konoka bolted to the side of the bed and dove behind it.

"Kooonooookaa, where are you?" Setsuna slurred.

She crashed into what sounded like the dressing table and fell over something. Konoka peaked over the edge. Setsuna was leaning against the bed, one of her hands pressed against her head as she grumbled obscenities under her breath, some too colourful for Konoka to describe. She suddenly raised her head and sniffed the air, her eyes only half-open and wild, crazy. Konoka scurried back as she finally caught sight of her. Setsuna stared at her for a very long moment before climbing up onto the bed and pounced onto her. Konoka screamed, diving out of the way. Setsuna's head met with the wall with a very loud and painful thwack. Whimpering, she glared at Konoka who began to back away using her butt muscles alone.

"Se-Se-Se-Secchan?"

Looking at her pitifully, Setsuna crawled over to her and nuzzled her head against her chest, producing a low keening noise that slowly turned into whining. Wrapping her arms around her in an uncomfortably tight squeeze she pressed her body against hers and nestled her head in the crook her neck.

Frightened and a little bit concerned, Konoka gulped and asked, "What's wrong?"

Instead of answering, Setsuna hugged her tighter, a low rumble forming in her throat. Konoka carefully, carefully tried to pry her arms off her but she hung on tighter. When Konoka tried to wriggle out of her hold she rolled her over so she was on top.

"Secchan what're you-stop…mpfh!" Konoka's eyes widened as Setsuna kissed her, grabbing her flailing arms and pushing them to the floor.

Resisting, she kicked but Setsuna snarled and positioned herself so she had her legs trapped in between hers. She pulled back, looking curious as she gazed directly at her exposed chest. Konoka turned white. It was at that moment she realized Setsuna had let go off her arms and had slipped a finger underneath the straps, playing with it curiously. Konoka bucked wildly, managing to catch her by surprise and throw her off. She hit the door with a bang. Konoka scrambled to her feet, an arm across her chest. What resulted next was Setsuna staggering to her feet and chasing her around the room in circles. It ended abruptly when the door opened and Setsuna crashed straight into Chachamaru who gazed down at the floored girl impassively.

"Master wants you to have this," Chachamaru said, holding up an unconscious elderly man and setting him on the floor near the door.

From Konoka's position huddled in the corner of the room as far away from Setsuna as she could, she could smell the stink and alcohol coming off him in waves. Setsuna didn't seem to care though and shot to her feet. Passing her the man ChaChamaru gave a respectful nod to Konoka and disappeared, shutting the door behind her. And as Setsuna fell upon the man, ripping open his neck with her teeth and wolfing down the blood that streamed out like a flood, Konoka clapped her hands to her ears, squeezing her eyes shut but there was no way she could block out the dying moans and frenzied drinking.


A.N: Setsuna's instincts finally awaken in a display of terror and horror! What will happen next? Stay tuned folks! Next time on Breaking the Habit:

"Hey what's wrong are you al…holy shit, what's wrong with your eye?"

"...Isn't she with you?"

"No I thought she was with you..."

"Crap."