"Hey, I'm-" Maou said, walking in the door but stopped when he looked at me. I had a little baby, about a week old, in my arms. Ashiya and Rika walk in behind him and looked at me as why Maou stopped in the middle of the doorway. Ashiya's jaw dropped and Rika had a confused looked on her face.

"Lucifer, I said we were going to think about adopting kids in a year, not a day." Maou said slowly, probably because he's freaked out to hell.

"I know." I said, nonchalantly.

"Then what is it doing here?" Maou asked me, the concern in his voice being very strong.

"I'm babysitting." I said and a look of relief washed over Maou and Ashiya's faces. "For the next 18 years." I said and Ashiya glared at me. "I'm kidding. This is my friend, Takashi's kid. He wanted me to watch her." I said and Maou gave me a suspicious look.

"Why would you do something nice for anybody?" Maou asked and I frowned at him.

"Maou! You don't ask somebody that!" Rika said in a high pitched voice.

"I didn't mean for that to sound mean or anything! I just wanted to know." Maou defends.

"Do you even know how to care for an infant?" Ashiya asked and I scoffed at him.

"Of course Ashiya, I wouldn't have agreed to do this if I didn't know how." I said and Ashiya stared at me with disbelief. I rolled my eyes and clicked on a tab and it had on there in bold letters, How to Take Care of an Infant.

"Dammit, Lucifer! If you didn't know how to take care of the kid, then why did you agree?!" Maou shouted at me.

"Because I knew I could look it up!" I said back, "Besides," I get up and I walk toward Maou. "Look how cute she is." I say and they all looked at the baby.

"Aww. She's got such a pudgy face." Rika said

"Don't get any ideas." Ashiya said and she chuckled.

"I'm just looking." She said and she played with the baby's hand.

"You wanna hold her?" I asked Rika and she nodded. I handed it to her and she squealed with happiness.

"This could be us." I said to Maou and he glared at me.

"I knew you were babysitting this kid for a reason." Maou said.

"Why don't you want to have kids?" I asked him.

"Because a week ago we were fighting. I don't know if we're even gonna stay together. Let's just-"

"You don't think we're gonna last?" I said and Maou looked at me.

"Um... Well I-" Maou mumbled and I frowned at him. "Can we talk about this later?" Maou asked, frustrated, and I sighed.

"Fine." I said and I took the baby out of Rika's hands and I put on my shoes.

"Where are you going?" Maou asked me.

"Anywhere but here." I said and I closed the door. I fixed my shoe and I almost made it to the staircase when Maou caught up to me.

"No. No. No! You are not leaving. Not again." Maou said and he grabbed my shoulder and made me face him. Rika and Ashiya both poked their heads out the door and I glared at them. Ashiya straightened up and walked over to me and took the baby out of my arms.

"Don't leave any noticeable bruises on sire, he has work tomorrow." Ashiya said and he gave he baby to Rika and went back inside with her.

"What does he mean by that?" I asked him and he moved his shirt and on his neck was a very noticeable hicky there. I stifled a laugh and I looked at him. "I did that?" I said, shocked and amused.

"Ashiya noticed it when we went shopping so he either means don't leave another hicky like yesterday," I blushed a little when he said that, "or, if we get into a physical fight, don't leave any bruises on my face." Maou said and I stepped a little closer to him and he grinned arrogantly.

"Fucking say anything like that again about leaving me and you're dead." I whispered in his face, and his face turned from arrogant, to fear.

"Should I be scared?" He asked.

"Very." I said and gave him a smile. He gave a little smile back but you could still see the fear on his face. "Come on, you're Satan, and you're afraid of a tiny guy like me?" I said and he kissed me and it took my breath away.

"You terrify me because I could never hold the task of hurting you at all. You have complete control over me." Maou said and I smiled gently at him.

"I want a baby." I say to him.

"I don't think I'm ready to be a dad, yet." He said and I looked down at the ground sadly.

"Don't guilt trip me." He said and he lifted my head up to look up at him. "I don't know if we're even going to stay together or if we're going to be together a year from now. We couldn't even afford a child even if we wanted to. We can barely feed ourselves with how much I'm making now. You know how much stress that would be on us?" Maou said and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

"But you know how cute babies are? They're soft and so cute. I could stay home and take care of her while you went to work. I could teach her how to use the computer and how to cook. She could make you adorable drawings of us and our family and you would come home and we'd all eat dinner together. We would read her stories and tuck her into bed. Then we would snuggle up together and it would be absolutely perfect." I said and he smiled widely at me.

"She?" He said and I nodded.

"She's the only girl I'm gonna let you love." I said and he kissed me.

"What does she look like?"

"She's got blond hair and blue eyes, she has little braided pigtails. Maou, she's so beautiful and so smart." I said and he hugged me.

"That's gonna be our dream then. We're gonna get financially situated, were gonna get married and then we're gonna have a daughter. If you want to have any more kids then tell me first instead of going all crazy on me." He said my face lit up.

"You want to marry me?" I said and he nodded.

"Yeah. I mean eventually." Maou said and I smiled.

"Wow." I said and he looked at me.

"Lucifer, now listen to me, don't go all psycho girlfriend and start planning a wedding that I can't afford." Maou said and I nodded.

"Come on, I'm not a girl. I don't want a fluffy wedding, okay?" I said and he sighed and his face softened.

"I was just clearing up any miscommunications, okay?" Maou said and I smiled and I kissed him deeply.

"I'm not gonna do anything crazy." I said and I went back inside.

Little did he know is that I am, in fact, going to do something very crazy.