Yes, I know. Finally chapter two Thank you to those who reviews eons ago.;; Oh, and I wouldn't hold your breath for the next chapter. Duties, don't allow me as much time to write more than snippets here and there.

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Dialing for Love

Chapter Two

Silence reigned.

Eyes bulged.

Maiko drooled.

"Oniichan...Can you summon me an incubus too?"

Shuuchi choked on air.

Mute, Hiro thumped on Shuuchi's back. Harder than was necessary.

Usagi liked the pink bunny, she wasn't so sure about the handsome owner. "W-who are you!"

The dark haired man lost the childish glow, as a seductive smile spread across his lips. His hand reached out caressing her cheek before slipping behind her neck to hold herhead still. Warm lips firmly stop any more questions. Helpless, Usagi leaned into the kiss as teeth nipped at her lower lip. As her lips parted allowing entrance as hands traced sinuous sensations across the back of her skin to the waistband of her jeans. She whimpered, when he pulled away trailing kisses across her jaw line. Liquid brown eyes held her promising everything and more as his lips brushed across her small ear. "I am anything you want me to be..."

Tilting her chin up, he moved to thoroughly kiss her again as his hand snapped open the

button of her jeans. Just his lips barely grazed hers, he was pulled back. Leaving Usagi to kiss air.

Blinking, Usagi stared at Hiro who cradled her in his arms. "Just who do you think you are?" The long haired boy demanded, "and what in the hell do you think you're doing!"

The incubus stared at him with big teary eyes. He seemed to magically shrink "You don't like Ryuuchi!"

The phrase 'No shit, Sherlock!' was on the tip of his tongue, when Hiro made the mistake of looking at Maiko and Usagi. Maiko had that 'do it and die' look...The look, Shuuchi claimed that had led to the explosion of the junior's chemistry lab just a few months ago.

Never mind that it was Shuuchi, who had been the one holding the beaker that exploded. Usagi looked at him as if he kicked a puppy, a kitten, an old lady and the inventors of Ben & Jerry ice cream in front of a speeding semi. The latter being the most hideous of the crimes.

It didn't help that the incubus curled up like a little boy, with his pink stuff rabbit in his arms. "Kumagarouuuu! He doesn't like R-Ryuuchi!" The little pink paws of the plushie, moved as if patting his head in effort to soothe the distraught sex demon.

"I like you."

Large chibi eyes looked at the blonde as she kneeled beside him. Hiro was convinced that those big 'innocent' eyes weren't so innocent when they settled on Usagi. Why did Usagi have be too nice for her own good? Damn it didn't she know all men were perverts! That was the whole reason, no boy dared to come into a five mail radius of the Tsukino household. Her father knew the truth. And that truth, set his shot gun off. "You do?" Ryuuchi sounded so utterly hopeful, that Shuuchi answered for the blonde.

"Yes she does!" Shuuchi shoved Usagi directly into Ryuuchi's open arms.

"Yatta!" Ryuuchi exclaimed as he glomped on to Usagi. The blonde barely had time to squeak as Ryuuchi nestled his head on top of her chest. Kumagaroru vanished into thin air as free hands began to snake their way up into the back of her sweater. Usagi turned helpless eyes to her best friend.

Maiko snorted. "Don't look at me. I'm jealous. Oniichan won't let me get one, even after I make him lunch everyday!"

Ignoring his sister's comment, Shuuchi tilted his head to the side. "You know you're suppose to get a room to do that in private."

"SHUUCHI!" Shuuchi had a feeling he wouldn't be hearing straight for a week.

Hiro decided that maiming his best friend wasn't enough.

Ryuuchi seemed rather fond of his new 'bunny'.

After latching on to Usagi like a koala to a tree, the dark haired incubus some how managed coaxed the blonde to sit on his lap when they had all filed downstairs to the living room. Hiro didn't take it so well. The pink plush rabbit had wound up on Usagi's lap, it's little paws over it's little black eyes making it seem as if he was trying to hide from the rest of the group. Usagi sat beet red, wondering why did things like this always happen to her...

Tsukino Usagi couldn't get a normal boyfriend.

No...She got an incubus. An incubus who was deliciously nibbling on her earlobe. Usagi was all but ready to melt in his arms, as long as he didn't stop. His large hand rest against the curve of her hips, just hinting at all the new pleasures he could introduce her to. A soft lingering sigh escape Usagi's lips.

Maybe it was so bad having a incubus that came with a pink bunny.

"Usagi-chan, you're so lucky," Maiko sighed as she flipped through the Idiot guide. As luck "I want a bishie to nibble on my ear!"

Thump. Shuuchi fell back still in his chair, swirls in his eyes. "Bad mental picture...Bad mental picture...Baddd..."

Hiro stared down at his best friend and then at Maiko. "And you call me a pervert."

Maiko glared at him. "You are. Maybe I should get Usagi-chan's opinion on it? Usagi-chan!"

The two teens stared at the odd couple, before politely looking away. Well, it took Hiro a bit longer, and a well place kick on Maiko's part for him to look away. It was just that Hiro didn't think he would have gotten to view Usagi's lacy pale blue bra so soon.

Flustered at the sudden attention, Usagi fought to re-button her shirt. She wasn't even sure how Ryuuchi undid the buttons. She was sure to keep his busy fingers in her sight at all times. Fidgeting a bit to be to able to look at the smiling incubus. "My shirt stays on!"

He smiled innocently at her. For a moment, Usagi was almost convinced that the child-man hadn't done a thing. Until he leaned forward his mouth a hair's breath away curve of her neck, "Would you like for me to take mine off?"

Maiko voiced Usagi's subconscious thoughts perfectly, as she dropped the book on the still unconscious Shuuchi. "YES!"

Hiro glared at the wood surface of the table, torn. Part of him, want to tear Usagi away for the incubus, the other half of him didn't want a repeat of what happen upstairs.

"Maiko, I would hate to see you in a male strip club."

"And what would you be doing a male strip club? Want to share something with us?"

The look in Usagi's eyes was akin to a deer caught in the headlights. She held kumagarou to her chest. Her shirt still partially unbuttoned, as her eyes followed every graceful movement, the expanse of skin increasing. Her breath caught as he lifted her hand, letting her fingertips grazed down across the smooth flesh before resting the small hand over the last button just above the waist line of his leather pants.

Usagi glanced at Ryuuchi. He looked completely relaxed with a teasing smile on his lips. Was this perfectly normal behavior for him? Maybe she should let Maiko have a go at this and keep Kumagarou. One couldn't have enough pink bunnies in one's plush toy collection. The incubus reached over and gently tugged at a one muss up pigtail, his lips teasing the lobe of her ear. Usagi shivered as his warm tongue licked the tip of her ear. "You don't want to play with me?"

This time his voice was a mixture of sexy, seductive tenor that she first heard, and the sweet childish tone you couldn't help but adore. That little smile of his, just seemed to pull at her drawing her in by some magical force. A little kiss wouldn't be so bad...

"No she doesn't want to play you with!" Hiro exclaimed, snatching Usagi away like she was a heavy rag doll from Ryuuchi's hold. Not that he was going to mention the heavy part to Usagi.

"Baka!" Maiko, muttered. "It was just getting good."

Ryuuchi blinked innocently. Sad golden brown eyes focused despairingly on Hiro, making it clear that Ryuuchi wanted his bunny back as hearty laughter filled the room.

Still on the floor, Shuuchi groaned.

"Looks like you're having a good time Ryuuchi," chuckled an accented voice. "Is this one yours?"

Maiko screeched as invisible hands cupped her breasts. Swinging her fists, Maiko swatted air. The air besides Ryuuchi materialized into a tall blonde dressed as someprivatedetective, trench coat and all. "Hmm...Nice. Lucky you, Ryuuchi."

"Who in the hell are you!" Maiko demanded.

"No...shwearin'" Even oblivious and near comatose, siblings were always ready to jumped on the other's case.

"K."

"K? Okay what you pervert!" Maiko waved her fist threateningly.

"K-san!" Ryuuchi wailed. "He took my bunny!"

"Usagi's not yours!"

A groggy voice echoed loudly. "'Sagi...not yers either." Hiro glared at the semi-conscious form of his best friend.

"Ah! A threesome!"

"EH!" Usagi exclaimed, as Hiro drop her on the kitchen floor. Hiro's eye twitched at the thought. A threesome with this nut didn't sound particularly interesting, even if Usagi was going to be there

Ryuuchi pouted. "But I don't want to share! Usa-chan is mine!"

"Ah." K grinned, frightening the teens, as the mental image of chibi Tatsuha rampaging after a blonde bunny came to mind. The priest in training no doubt shared the same sentiments, though knowing his lack of unpriestly morals, Tatsuha might be very open to sharing Ryuuchi with the petite blonde. "As that annoying purple dinosaur says. 'Sharing is caring'."

The three Japanese teens looked at the strange man. Being the genius of the group, only Hiro had a vague clue to what K had said.

Maiko ignored the comment, vowing to take French instead of English. If this man knew the language then it was bound to be bad for her. "And are you an incubus too?"

"No. Just a messenger," K leaned closer to Maiko and blew her a kiss. Mortals were so easy to rile up. Fun too. "But I can be pretty naughty, if you want me to."

"Ecchi!"

"Of course we'll have to wait a few years. Until your eighteen. I have standards, you know."

"Hentai!"

"We'll also have to talk to my wife about this arrangement too. We have an open marriage."

Maiko had nothing to say to that...

Meanwhile from her place on the floor, Usagi looked at drool from Shuuchi's mouth collected in a interesting pattern on the wooden floor. As she glanced up at the array of people, Usagi couldn't help but think that Shuuchi was right.

Unconciousness was the way to go.

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Breath in, Breath out

…Breath in. Breath out…

BREATH!

Amused blue eyes watched as his dark haired companion paced restlessly across his Persian rug. The only sound adding to his amusement, was the heavy panicking breathing into a paper bag. Really? What was the point of breathing into those paper bags? Honestly, mortals could be so silly…A vague smile hinted at his amusement, as he waited for his presence to be acknowledged. Hmm…Two and half minutes, Sakano-san must be going for a record.

Needless to say, Sakano had a good reason to be on the verge of heart failure. Oh sure, he had started the day out perfectly normal with good health. Wake up at three in the morning, called Mr. President and asked what he wanted for breakfast. Call at four, called Mr. President and double checked his breakfast menu. Call at five, to be yelled at by Mika-san (She really wasn't a morning person.) and feed his fishes. At six, arrive at headquarters, double check to see if everything was in order for Mr. President. Just because Seguchi Touma was a demon and a powerful demon at that, didn't mean he didn't like things disorderly.

Chaos was just so Ancient Greece.

All was well, until late that evening, when Sakano overheard the operators from the ninth floor chatting.

"I got a funny call today…"

"Yeah what? Did you get mistaken for a phone sex operator again?"

"No! We have wards against that, stupid. Ever since Mika-sama and Noriko-sama toyed with those boys. Anyways, I got a weird extension number. 5325. I didn't even know we offered incubus phone sex. All the incubus I know like to do their dirty talk in person."

The conversion didn't really hit home until he saw the violet haired Noriko and ball crusher Mika.

The underlining of NG was relatively unknown to those outside the demon realm. A record label seemed like a good cover up. It seemed mortals have a fascination for beautiful things, be it a painting or a hot guy in leather pants. It was always fun to pull the wool over a gullible human's eyes. Give a fuzzy liquored memory, while making a delightful treat of them, and all was well in the world.

Yet it boggled the mind, how normal high schools students manage to unwittingly, figuratively, open the gates to the Underworld…again.

Strong-willed Usegi Mika had been the first. She had stumbled into this world by fault of her brothers. Not that it matter, she had been quick to adapt to her new surroundings with one thing lead to another and…

Ta-da! She became Seguchi Mika, human wife to the demon lord Tohma and best friends with the troublemaking witch Noriko.

It was the latter relationship that caused Sakuno's headaches.

Today it wasn't their plans of world domination that rocketed his blood pressure to fatal levels. But rather the lavender hair woman's question that sent his blood pressure to the stratosphere.

"Hey! Sakuno! Where's Ryuuchi?"

With his smile, never leaving his face, Tohma watched as his employee did his best impression of a floundering fish on dry land. It was a trick that never got old, in Tohma's book. Sometimes Sakuno was even able to pull off that nice shade of blue like that little idiot fish from Finding Nemo. Tohma glanced at the four photo profiles on his desk and pick up the profile of a smiling blonde. Mika stepped over the Sakuno fish to move behind her husband. "She looks like a cherubic version of you."

Tohma chuckled sightly. "I assure you, Mika-san. I've never been saccharine sweet nor had a sweet tooth for such." Nobody doubted that.

Noriko grabbed the profile and agree with Tohma's assessment of the girl. "Tsukino Usagi. She's cute. I like that long haired fellow, he's hot."

Mika angled a hip against Tohma's desk, checking out the rest of the profiles. On the other side of the desk still standing, Noriko leaned over the desk , chin propped up by her elbow. "She's not your usual type of prey, Tohma."

"She's not mine, Mika."

Noriko laughed. "Little Miss Bunny might be Ryuuchi's, if you put her in a bunny suit."

Tohma leaned back in his leather chair, a knowing look on his face. "I doubt that she's going to need any bunny suit. Ryuuchi is most likely already interested. Spells are funny in that way."

Both women looked at the blonde man. Both Mika and Noriko knew that even the word 'spells' where usually taboo in their presence within the walls of N.G. A few demolished realms and you are brandedfor life."Tell me, Mika. Where did you hide Eiri's first book? The one I requested that you destroy?"

Usually the most confident of women, Mika stood dumbfounded for the second time of her life. Tohma's easy smile never left his face. "You know, which one." The real version of Mika's book was under tight security in a Swiss bank, the only key melted down, and account number forgotten. " I believed you called it the dumbed down version?"

The Idiot's Guide…

Mika cursed.

Wasn't thanks to MTV, that this generation of high school students were suppose to have an allergic reaction to libraries and the written word!