Hi. Finally got to a computer! Cheers! Azonto! Look that up on YouTube! It's fun to dance to and watch! First result! Enjoy!

Lucifer: She's making us dance with her! Help!

Lucius: Yeah! Please!

Well if it ain't my problem children. Introducing my original characters from my original manga, the twins of Satan, Lucifer and Lucius Kadzuki! Yes, Lucifer is the older one.

L&L: Hello.

Yeah they're going to be joining us when the cannon characters can't. But they will meet one today. My children, meet the inspiration for Lucifer! Allen, get your British butt in the studio!

Allen: You have no tact, do you?

Absolutely not! Meet your opposite reflection!

A&L: *shakes hands*

Alright, next chapter will be Lucius' inspiration character! To the story! And once I figure out DeviantArt, I'll post pics for fanfics and the twins.

"Talk"

'Thoughts'

"Telepathy"

"Cat Talk" Sounds like meows to everyone except Kutoka, Allen, and Kanda. Lavi reads body language.

Flashback

"Neah"

*3rd POV*

Is anyone seeing a pattern? When there is a huge battle/fight, Kutoka stays to kick ass and Lavi hauls ass to the hills because he was told to. Now to refresh our memories: Kutoka is fighting an old foe from her childhood, bla bla bla, Lavi books it to somewhere safe with neko Allen, Kanda, and Senri in hand. During the fight, Kutoka goes full blown demon.

Begin:

Kutoka pants as she stands before her old foe, her demon blood pumping through her veins. A red vignette shades her vision as the desire to tear into the psycho cat in front of her.

"Kukuku... Come on, half-breed! Aren't you gonna fight? What happened to fighting me to recover that mortal cat's honor? Or was that just from the heat of the moment?"

Diablo lets out an insane laugh that pierces the air like a knife, then pounces with the lust for blood in his eyes. He pins Kutoka, but she kicks him in the belly with her hind legs, and quickly went for his neck. She bites down, but Diablo tries to buck her off, slamming her into brick walls and squashing her with his massive size and weight. But Kutoka refuses to let go.

"Get off, you worthless hanyou!"

"Never! Not after what you did to Kanda!"

"What is he!? Your mate, and that kit yours?"

With that, her teeth rip through his flesh and pelt as she was finally thrown off into a wall and she tumbles into a pile of blood and fur. She's, right now more or less, falling into a state between life and death.

Diablo snorts. "I always knew you were a weak hanyou. Always were, always will be."

"Shut up!" Kutoka pounced on the dark tabby, her now twin tails wrapping themselves around his middle and throat. "You know, cats like you piss me off."

"The same to you, love."

*Allen POV*

Lavi had set us down in another alley, just outside the festival. Senri was still unconscious, and Kanda was still healing, but he was awake too.

"You guys stay here. I have a feeling Kutoka is going to need help."

I got up to follow, but he pushed me back a little with his foot.

"No, Allen, stay here with these two. Make sure they don't leave. I know you want to fight, but if Kanda was nearly killed and your sister, who fought more in her cat form than you two in your entire lifetimes put together as humans, needs help, you'd only in the way."

My ears flattened against my head. I'm more than useless in this form. I'm a burden that'll get in the way.

"Calm down and cheer up, Moyashi. This is Neko we're talking about. She'll be fine."

I nodded at Kanda's words. He has gotten a lot kinder since when we were turned into cats. I curled next to the older cat and buried my head into his silky fur. This is nice, curled up with Kanda. Truth be told, I liked him a lot and I had a hard time talking to him. He doesn't like talking to me. Or anyone for that matter. Except Nee-chan, but they had a lot in common. Both of them are Japanese, their Innocence are katanas, they think Komui is a bloody idiot, and they can fight each and spar as hard as they can without having to face consequences like feeling guilty for hurting a loved one or facing the wrath of a Komurin. I'm surprised they aren't courtmates. Thinking of Kutoka, I felt my heart in my throat. I wonder if she's okay. She broke our blood link so I can't feel her pain or if she lost control of her demon blood.

"It's okay, nephew. Niece will be just fine."

'I hope you're right, Uncle Neah.'

I know short, but no laptop, no access to PC without secret, no lunch period this school year, so updates are going to be slow. And there is going to be a poll for what stories I should work on. Go to the poll my lovelies!