Terribly sorry for the long wait, everybody! But i had a seriously big case of writers block with this story! Still kinda have it too, but i managed to type up this chapter today! Hope it's alright, but if it's not then blame the horrid writer's block that took its hold on me!

I know that sounded corny... -. -. ANYWAY, enjoy this long awaited chapter, everyone! Sorry for any OOCness but i did my best at the characters, trying to make it funny y'know. n.n'

Disclaimer: I do not own Konjiki no Gash Bell nor anything related to it unless it's an OC, but there aren't really any in this story so ignore my babbling and just accept the fact that this isn't mine.

NOTE: Oh, and i really must say thank you to Zeno Bell for helpling me with planning this chapter. If you like it, it's all thanks to him! n.n

Oh, the Joys of Being King!

Chapter 4

Pick up the Pace

Amidst the town of the demon world that the dance contest had been thrown in there stood the same towering arena in which the contest had taken place on. Zatch still hadn't taken it down, he knew how to make it appear by magic like he had done earlier as it had risen to the ground in just a matter of seconds... yet he couldn't figure out how to make it go away by magic. What was a demon king to do?

"Can't you just move it by hand?" asked Tia, who was standing beside the lightning demon. For quite some time now she had been trying to persuade the king to just hurry up and move the darn stadium, but he wouldn't listen.

"I wanna know how to make it go away!" explained Zatch for the millionth time that hour. He ran around the side and stared at it in an angle, even putting his chin in his palm while his other hand supported his arm. "But I don't know what to do."

Tia sighed. This really wasn't working...

"Zatch, can't you just decide already?"

"No..."

"Oh, come on!"

"I can't, really!" Zatch turned to look at the melon head innocently with his amber eyes. "Maybe if Kiyo was here he'd know how to move it and--"

"ZATCH!" Tia thwacked the King on the head with her curled up fist, her face turned into a frown. "You can't just go to the human world to get Kiyo to solve this stupid problem; he wouldn't know what to do. Besides, it's just a stadium! Why can't you make it appear by magic to... to... to wherever it is you'll put it! Is that hard enough?"

There was a pause and, as the other demon stood back up after being knocked over, his eyes lit up like jewels. "That's a great idea, Tia! You're a genius!"

The girl flushed and crossed her arms. "Whatever, now are you going to move it or not?"

Zatch shrugged. "I dunno... I'd still like to make it disappear instead of redirecting its location."

Turning even redder than her hair, Tia screamed in frustration and slightly pulled on her hair and almost immediately started talking to herself about how idiotic he was being. Zatch merely gave her a curious look before shrugging and trying to think of a way to make the stadium disappear. Poor Tia...

"Hn, you're all a bunch of idiotic fools."

Tia and Zatch Bell both stopped what they were doing when that eerie familiar voice rung through their ears, breaking their concentration. Turning around, their gaze was fixed upon a pair of purple eyes with white steaks swirling through the orbs. Tia growled and clenched her fists while Zatch stared there with a blank look on his face.

"What are you doing here, Zeon?" spat Tia furiously, restraining herself from saying anything else. She didn't stand a chance against this character. Zatch was the only one who could beat him... If anything happened she'd leave the work to him and help out as much as she could.

With a cross scowl, Zeon turned to look at the girl in the eye. "Mind your own damn business, weakling," he said and then averted his gaze to the king, saying no more.

Zatch frowned. "You're not here to start a fight, are you?"

"Hn, not this time, Zatch..."

Zatch frowned, and then his eyes lit up. "So... can you leave now?"

"No."

"Well why not?"

"I don't have to listen to your commands, you know. I'll leave when I want to."

"Well I want you to leave!" said Zatch pouting. "I was having a nice conversation with Tia, thank you!"

Zeon scoffed as he rolled his eyes, frowning even more. "You're a waste of time. I don't have to beat you today!"

Pausing, Tia stared from Zatch to Zeon, her mouth slightly agape. With yet another frown she stomped over to the white look alike of her best friend before saying, "You can't do that! He's the King--you're not!"

If it was possible for Zeon to scowl any deeper than he already was, then... he did it alright, you would just have to pay attention very closely...

He turned around with one last glare at the two and said. "Whatever. You two morons go and do whatever the hell it is you do. I'm leaving." With that, he disappeared with a swish of his pure white cloak, vanishing from their sight.

With an angry growl Tia twirled around to face the blonde demon behind her. "Zatch, you really need to do something about him! He..." Before she continued what she was saying, however, she stopped and stared. "Zatch... are you even listening to me?"

"Huh?" Zatch turned around. He had gone back to the dance arena, probably trying to figure out how to move it again. "I'm sorry, what was that?"

Growling even more, Tia threw her hands up in the air with an aggravated growl. "I give up!" she said. "Just... ARGH!"

"Tia, what's wrong?" Faster than lighting it seemed that Zatch was at her side, staring at her perplexed. "Are you stressing? Is there anything I can do? Do you need yellowtail?"

She glared and shook her head after sighing. "No... it's just..."

"Just what?"

Staring at him silently, Tia just shook her red head once more. "Zatch... I'm going to be blunt with you. You need to start picking up the pace in becoming a better king!"

"What do you mean?"

"You're not doing too much to help out our world," said Tia. It was then she pointed to the stadium before them. "I mean, look at this. How is throwing a dance contest going to help anybody? Sure, it was fun while it lasted but..."

"But...?"

"You're never in the castle, I've heard you missed a lot of meetings already, and you're always out frolicking in the forest near the river!" Tia blinked and continued. "That's not exactly what a king should do."

"Hmm... But the castle is hot! The meetings are boring!" began Zatch, throwing his hands behind his head. "And the forest is fun, plus the river has lots of yellowtail! Tia... are you alright?" He stared as Tia put her face in her hands.

"Oh, you're hopeless!"

"Wha--"

"Just do something to become a better king!" shouted Tia before the blonde could continue. He blinked and then sighed.

"But... What should I do?"

"You're the king, you decide!"

"Uh... OK... But I need some help."

"GRAH!"

-o-o-o-o-o-

Birds were singing on the edge of the forest and the sky was slowly turning and resembling more of dusk. Afternoon was getting on and night would befall the world in just a few hours, although there was still plenty of light left.

Suddenly a figure appeared out of nowhere, and was soon revealed to be Zeon. He turned and frowned, only his expression soon turned more into a smirk when he saw a certain someone standing by a tree, whacking his head against the trunk of it.

The demon walked up to the other with his devilish smirk on his face and said, "Well, well, well, if it isn't the mighty Brago."

Brago stopped banging his head against the tree and turned with a rigid icy stare in Zeon's direction. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same." Zeon's gaze averted to look at the top of Brago's forehead. There was a nasty gash forming there, blood was even trickling down the side of his face... How long had he been hitting himself against the tree?

"Nothing," Brago spat before turning back around, whamming his head into the bark of the tree once more.

Zeon sighed with a bored tone and crossed his arms, watching uninterestedly as the demon continued to hit his head against the tree, again and again and again and again and again and...

"Is that all you've been doing since that damn contest?" inquired Zeon, still rather bored. Why was he just standing there talking to this demon? They weren't friends, so why was he taking a sudden interest in what somebody else besides him was doing?

Brago was silent, but he did manage to stop his head from coming in contact with the tree a few more times before he gently sat it against the trunk and then stared at the ground. "Why do you care?"

"I don't."

"Then why are you asking me this?"

"Because I can," snapped Zeon before he unfolded his arms and clutched his fists tightly together. He then relaxed and turned away. "I just had a little talk with Zatch and his stupid girlfriend..."

Brago was silent.

"The idiot is still trying to figure out how to move that stadium..."

Again, Brago was still silent.

"He can't figure it out. He's such pathetic fool..."

"Do you think I really care?" Brago turned to look at the shorter demon. "I'm not the one who is constantly out for revenge. What exactly did he do to you anyway?"

Zeon's eyebrows burrowed into a frown. "That's none of your business," he said coldly. His lips then turned upwards into a smirk. "But at least I have the decency to actually try and do something about him. Unlike you, who just sits around moping all the time because you lost in the war."

"You lost too. And I do not mope."

Zeon frowned. "Shut up, I could beat you whenever I wanted to, but I don't. You should appreciate that."

"There's not a single thing you can do that would make me feel grateful. I'm not lowering myself down to your desired levels," said Brago angrily before he leaned his back against the tree, folding his arms.

Opening his mouth to say something, Zeon paused and then glared in Brago's direction. "You don't know anything." He gave him one last glare before adding, "Well, you don't have to lower yourself down to how I want. You already did, that dance contest is for idiots only, and you sure as hell must be an idiot if you danced with those fools."

Brago's eyes narrowed, now making them like clouded slits seen on his ashen face. He stood up, clenched his fists and then growled before he stormed off without saying a word.

Zeon chuckled mirthlessly before he turned around and headed into a different direction of the woods. At least he proved his point to him that big, stuck up fool...

-o-o-o-o-o-

Tia stared with a bemused look on her face as she stood next to the demon king. They were back at his castle, the stadium clearly seen in the front yard. She didn't know what was going through Zatch's mind, but he sure seemed awfully happy...

"I don't think I'll ever know how you came up with that idea... And I still don't know," said Tia as she stared at Zatch with a blank look. "How did you finally move that stadium again without your hands...?"

"Magic!"

"Eheh, I think even I could figure that out," Tia sighed. Oh well. That was Zatch Bell for you. Somehow he came up with a solution to his plan after a few hours of thinking, and now it was around night... But wait, wouldn't that be the same thing as what hers was but worded differently? He did move it by magic to a different location, although...

She shook her head. If she continued to try and understand Zatch any further then she'd have a serious migraine later on. That was it for one day.

"Hey, Tia..." Zatch looked over in the other's direction, his happy look still seen on his face.

"What?"

"I was thinking about what you said earlier," began the blonde, "You know, about becoming a better king?" Tia nodded her head, wondering what he was getting to. "Well, I think I've come up with a good idea to do better at my job!" he exclaimed and the other blinked.

"Really?"

"Yep!" Zatch turned around, his eyes glittering with excitement. "It's the best idea ever, Tia! It really is!"

"Yeah?" Tia hadn't been this anxious in a long while. Whatever it was he was talking about, it must be big! "Well what is it, Zatch?"

Sucking in a deep breath, the King laughed before replying. "It's a new law that everyone must follow! All the demons must be nice to each other here on out, otherwise there'll be consequences!"

Tia stared with a horrified look, her mouth agape.

"You've got to be kidding me..."

Yeah... Ze long awaited chapter has now been completed! I dunno how long it'll take for me to do the next one, but... PLEASE submit any ideas you may have! It really helps and makes it easier to do the next chapter. You don't have to, but i'd be very appreciative if you did! Thanks!