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It had been a while since Naruto has visited the Phenex Mansion. The humongous building was still the same, covered in a plethora of yellow and white shades; and the manor was shrouded by a vast luscious green field of flowers and exotic plants.

'Mama…' a nostalgic emotion overran his heart as eyes took pleasure in the scenery in front of him. These flowers, these plants were all here because of his mother. "You really outdid yourself huh, mama?" he poked fun at the person who was walking quietly beside him.

"It was hardly anything special on my part Naruto, but I'm still glad you like it," Layla responded, a delicate smile on her face.

As if to tease his mother further, a cheerful scoff left Naruto's mouth. "I can still remember you working day and night on it, you know," he murmured; "I never understood why you wasted countless nights in this garden. You could have ordered a maid do the whole thing for you," a confuse look emerged on his face at the end of the statement.

"Huh?" he perked up at the mention of his father.

A storm of burning red color covered Layla's whole face. "N-Nothing Naruto!" she said, stammering as she tried to evade embarrassment.

"Huh...? But I'm sure I heard you say dad's name." Naruto stated, looking a bit confused at his mother's behavior.

The storm of embarrassment only intensified on Layla's face. "No! No! No!" She blurted out and instantly looked away from Naruto.

Her reaction only made Naruto more anxious about his mother's behavior. Now he knew something was troubling her. Trying to figure out what was bothering her, he paced to his left and plopped himself in the front of his mother. "Why are you behaving like this, mama? Is something troubling you?" he asked his startled mother.

Figuring out very well that her son wouldn't budge without getting some answers, she sighed in resignation. "Your father used to love gardening, Naruto. He created this place," she clarified, her tone brimming with fondness.

"Y-You mean he used to do gardening?" a thunderstruck Naruto mumbled in disbelief. He could never imagine that a man as badass as his father could cherish something as amicable as gardening.

Layla nodded her head in response. "Yes, Naruto. He was the one who created this garden in the first place," she explained. "He used to take care of everything related to it. After his death..." she paused, "I took control of this place and made sure everything remained the same as it was when he used to take care of it," she said, a tinge of despair evident on her face.

At her words, Naruto laughed suddenly.

Startled by her son, Layla looked at Naruto in bewilderment. "Why are you laughing, Naruto?" she asked.

"I just can't believe Dad used to do something so benevolent. In the history books, he's written as a badass devil," Naruto managed to say between the fit of giggles. "I bet he used to write emotional poetry-Ow!" a cry left his mouth when his mother's hand smacked the back of his head. "What did I do now?!" he asked indignantly while caressing the spot where palm hit him gently.

A glare was Layla's retort to his question. "Don't laugh at your father, Naruto! He may have been vicious on the battlefield but at home, he was all kind and helpful to others," she chastised.

Naruto scoffed. "Jeez, you are sounding like a fangirl, mama," he grumbled.

"W-w-what?" Layla stuttered, her legs twirling a little at the allegation. "I'm not a fangirl!" she clamored to Naruto who sauntered around randomly.

"Uhum... I can see that clearly on your face-" he paused in his step abruptly as a realization blew the doors of mind wide open. "Don't tell me that…!" he exclaimed as he pointed an accusing finger at Layla.

Confused, Layla tilted her head to the side nervously. "Don't tell you what?" she asked uncertainly. Her senses screamed at her. This wasn't good. The expression on the face of her son spoke a thousand words, yet none at all. She wasn't sure what realization he had, or what was flying through that head of his.

"That you love me so much because I look like my father…" he murmured, appalled by the possibility that he might hurt his mother's feelings. That he might be misinterpreting her actions.

A deafening silence engulfed the area around the mother-sun duo, which made Naruto all the more nervous. Did he cross the line? Fuck! He shouldn't have even said those words.

"I'm sorry-" he began, only to be cut off by his mother.

"Oh, Naruto…" a sweet whisper finally cut the silence coming from his mother. "How could you even think that?" Bringing her hands to his face, Layla cupped Naruto's cheeks. "I don't need a reason as absurd as that to love you," she said, earning a gentle smile from the nervous boy. "The instant I carried you in my arms for the first time, I knew that I would wholly love you, Naruto. Your smile is the most precious thing to me. I do appreciate how similar you are to your father, but I don't love you because of it," she paused as a smile made its way onto her face. "I love you, not because you are Minato's son, but because you are my Naruto." She said with finality and leaned forward to place a kiss on Naruto's forehead.

"Mama..." Naruto whispered as tears welled in his eyes. She may annoy him sometimes with her slightly overbearing but caring personality, but deep down he knew she loved him unconditionally and loved her for it. Her love reached far above everything else. "You are the best!" he exclaimed and without any warning, embraced Layla in a tight hug.

Layla, who was caught by surprise, didn't resist and soon embraced her son. Moments like these made her understand why she loved him the most. He is all that she needs. 'He is exactly like you, Minato.'

"Oi! What are you both doing there? Everyone is waiting for Naruto inside," a familiar shout interrupted the moment between them.

Sighing to herself, Layla smiled at her husband. "We will be there soon Revan," she said as she looked at her son. "Let's go Naruto," she said with a smile. With that, both devils started to walk towards the Phenex mansion again.

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As he walked past the main entrance, Naruto could feel the gaze of several familiar eyes, ranging from the maids of the manor to the greatest asshole of the house. "Hello," he said simply, greeting everyone and smiled when all the maids stopped their work to greet him back.

"Welcome home, Master Naruto," all the maids welcomed him in unison, something that made Layla twitch a bit.

"Aww... You're all still so sweet," he mewled at the smiling maids. "Did you guys miss me?" he asked the women and beamed when they all nodded their heads.

Layla had had enough of this crap. "All of you!" she exclaimed, getting the attention of the fawning maids. "Leave!" she should with a glare as cold as ice.

It didn't take a long time before every single maid of the house left the hall, leaving behind a downcast Naruto. "Mother…" he slumped his shoulders as his eyes stared at the vacant hallway. "Why are you so rude to them? They're all so beautiful and kind," he sobbed at the loss of magnificence. If there was anything that was flawless in this flawed world, then it was a maid. They are some of the most stunning and innocent people. Their outfits were way beyond that of this materialistic world and their devotion incomprehensible.

"They are a mere annoyance, Naruto," Layla with her cold words withered the delicate kindle of Naruto's fantasy. "And you should stay away from them." she rebuked, giving a cold glare at the pouting boy.

"You just say that because you're jealous…" For the first time in a long while, Naruto retorted a gesture which startled every Devil present in the room.

"Jealous?" Layla parroted back with a distinct frown on her face. "Why would I need to be jealous of them, Naruto?" she questioned. She was curious to know why her son has so much attraction to these maids, after all, they're just the mere workers of the house.

A scoff was Naruto's initial reaction to her question before a smile carved its way to his face. "You can never be as cool as them," he affirmed.

"I'm already cooler than them, Naruto."

"As if you are... They look way more awesome than you do. Their uniform has no competition, mama," he exclaimed with the utmost affection.

"Ahhh," now it dawned on her. The costume was the real deal. "So you have a fetish for them huh, Naruto?" she teased. "Never knew that you could steep so low," she added to stir up the boy's emotions.

"W-What?!" Naruto stuttered. He was caught off guard. Damn it. "I don't have a fetish for them!" he blurted out in order to reclaim the ounce of dignity that was left of him.

Layla grinned as she brought her fingers near each other and with a 'snap', her whole form was covered in a cloud of smoke.

Riser who had been relaxing silently had had enough of this mother-son quarrel. Instead of talking about his peerage's future, the two fools are squabbling like children. "Oi!!" he shouted, "What the-" the words died in his mouth as the mist shrouding his mother finally cleared. From the cloud of smoke appeared a stunning and voluptuous lady. She was dressed in a tight maid outfit which was doing little to hide her curves and breasts. "Fuck…" Riser murmured. Never in his life had he seen such a beautiful Lady. Ogling every curve present on her heavenly body, his eyes finally landed on her face and instantly the bitter realization dawned on him. "Mother!" he exclaimed in horror. Oh dear Satan, just what had his eyes witnessed. He could bear the loss of his reputation in the fight against Naruto, but this scene would forever haunt his mind. "Fuck me already Satan," he whispered as he slowly hovered his face away from the dreadful scene.

"Mama!" an equally horrified Ravel screamed from the other side of the hall. "What are you doing? Stop it!" she added, hoping that her mother would revert back to her regular attire and free her from the agony. Lost in the shroud of horror, her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of two familiar faces. "Father... BROTHER!!" she shrieked as her eyes followed the awry gaze of the forenamed males. Both of her dearests were ogling Layla without a hint of shame. She could infer why her father was doing it but there was no reasonable excuse for her brother to be doing the same. "Brother!!!" she shouted again and huffed when her brother swiveled over to her direction.

"Umm. What?" was all he managed to utter before his eyes again veered over again to the sacred spot where Layla was standing.

"Do you like it, my dear master?" she said, using her most alluring tone as she whispered gently to Naruto.

"Of course..." Was all Naruto said in response. His mind wasn't working properly, the gears weren't meshing together in his head. The outfit and the alluring tone of his mother were doing wonders to his psyche. "You look amazing. Can I hug y-" his words were cut off when an abrupt hand made contact with the back of his head. "OWWW!" The slap made Naruto twitch in annoyance. "Why did you do that?" he wailed at the very person whom he was ogling like a monkey a moment ago.

Layla snorted. "You are hopeless," she declared as her outfit reverted to its original state. "You disappoint me, Naruto," she further clarified, shocking the boy to his very core.

"B-But," Naruto tried to defend himself but slumped when his mind couldn't come up with any sensible justification for his behavior.

"Don't be disheartened now," Layla exclaimed. "Instead try to cure this odd fetish of yours," her matter-of-fact words stung Naruto in unaccountable ways.

"I don't have a fetish!" the boy instantly attempted to defend himself.

"Really?" Layla looked at him, bemused.

Naruto was about to repeat himself but stopped himself. "I..." he trailed off when his mind fiddled with countless awkward recollections of him being a fanboy for maids. Now that he thought about it, his mother wasn't entirely wrong here. He had been an avid fan of maids. They always hit the right chord in his heart. Their dress, their way of talking, and almost everything about them was perfect in his eyes. 'Maybe I am a maid fanboy...' the dark notion plagued his mind. 'But is it a fetish?' he thought to himself. He couldn't have this weird fetish, right? Suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of a random maid who was strolling down the hallway. "Fuck! I do have one!!" he blurted in horror.

"So you finally admit it?" A snickering Layla noted from beside him.

"I... I... Yes," Naruto trailed off with his head down, probably too embarrassed by the recent revelation.

Taunting laughter reverberated through the whole mansion. "Hahaha! See mother, I already knew something was wrong with this idiot!" Riser snickered. "Now I know why he chose Yubelluna. She's always been very submissive to him." He stated while handing a knowing look to his dear brother.

"I see you are a man of culture as well, Naruto." Riser continued, standing from his seat, he made his way to a dumbfounded Naruto. "You are no different than me and our dear father, Naruto. The only minuscule difference is that we show our desires openly while you repress them in your heart." He explained as he placed his hand on the shoulder of his brother.

"Very well said Riser," Revan who was quiet till now finally spoke. "Naruto..." he murmured as a prideful expression made its way to his face. "I'm very proud of you," mustering as much sincerity as he could, he smiled and beamed at the boy.

"Umm..." Naruto tried to interrupt the two, but Riser cut him off with another obnoxious laugh.

"Naruto," a single finger lifted the chin of the said boy. "I bet you freed all those girls so that you could smash them afterward," he sneered, "but I don't blame you. After all, each of them is amazing. I'm just sad that I couldn't bang any of them-".

"Get. Lost." a cold, harsh whisper erupted from Layla's lips.

"Huh?" Oblivious to temperature change in the room, Riser murmured with a tilted head, while the well-experienced Revan froze in his place.

A flickering cloak of hot fire engulfed the still form of Layla. "Get. Lost... Both of you." Now that made everyone quiver. Naruto and Ravel stood aside from the path of their mother's wrath while the two unfortunate victims hung around, still in their place.

"Ma-Mother…!" Riser tried to make amends for his mistake, but sadly for him, it was too late. Quicker than he could even blink, an arm made of blazing yellow flame burst out from the cloak of his mother and squeezed him in its hold. "Ma-" he tried to speak but the grip around him tightened even further.

"Layla-" Revan's words died in his mouth when two cold blue eyes glared at him. What made his heart beat faster was the anger simmering in those eyes. It had been a while since he had seen that much anger in Layla's eyes. "Enough!" he shouted in order to try to control the situation.

Layla's eyes blazed with white-hot anger. "What did you say?!" she whispered coldly, a notion which sent a shiver down the spine of Revan.

"Layla, you need to understand that Riser is your child too!" he frowned as his eyes glanced at Riser who was struggling in the stranglehold his mother had on him. "He was just joking with his brother!" he tried to argue but none of his words had any effect on the woman. "Leave him... NOW!" he warned as his eyes veered over to a shell-shocked Naruto who had been making his way to his mother. "Stay away from her! You'll only anger her more, Naruto!" he exclaimed. "After all you are always the cause of her anger-" he froze mid-sentence as the gravity of his words dawned on him.

'Fuck.'

"Get lost."

A mass of yellow color was all everyone saw before the whole room rumbled due to the sheer power of the flames.

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A.N- I hope you loved this chapter. This chapter was basically written to show the daily occurrences of the Phenex House. The suffering Revan has to

go through daily is nothing to laugh about at. This chapter is dedicated to our poor slimeball.

As for the first part of the chapter, I personally love Layla and wanted to write more about her. She is amazing, isn't it? ;-)

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Also, I finally have a beta. *Sniff* Thanks "Soren" my friend.

Alvida/Sayonara.