Beelzebub adventures chapter 10

"Where the hell did he go!?" Furuichi exclaims.

"He was right there! I swear!" Yuka says.

"Wait! Get away from that chair!" Hilda commanded before inspecting the almost transparent fumes surrounding the chair where Oga had vanished. Visibly struggling to keep her composure, the visibly nervous wet nurse muttered what everyone feared. "She…she took him."

…

The darkness around his peripheral vision receded and allowed light back, revealing their surroundings. Oga was lying down on a king sized bed which is covered by white silk and velvet sheets, a heavily ornamented headboard behind him, and a footboard ornamented with erotic motifs on the other side. Looking at his right side, Oga couldn't believe his eyes, row after row of empty red seats reaching the very end of what seemed to be an auditorium. A large, black, wooden door on the bottom wall shook violently, hit from the outside, where screams and explosions could be heard. On both sides of the auditorium, the two wings revealed tiers of empty balconies and boxes. Only the stage was lighted, the auditorium being flooded by gloom, as if a play was being performed. What creep Oga the most was the weak yet still noticeable sound of breathing of an invisible audience, along with a low melody played by instruments he couldn't recognize, much less even see.

"What the hell is this? Where am I?" Oga wonders.

Realizing he had been abducted, he tried getting off of the bed, only to be held down by two feminine hands (and unnaturally strong) on his shoulders, coming from behind him. It was only then that he realized his head was not lying on a pillow, but on a soft feminine thigh.

"Shhh, it's okay Oga. It's me, there's nothing to fear."

Her voice again, whispering above his head, produced a strange soothing effect no other female voice (besides his mother's, years ago) he believed could produce. He lifted his forehead and saw her, Kunieda, looking at him with tenderness while caressing the sides of his head.

"K-Kunieda? Is that you?" Oga shockingly asks.

"Yes it's me, Oga. Now that you're with me, we finally have all the time in the world. You don't know how much I missed you. No one's going to separate us again."Kunieda muttered, holding his cheeks firmly while taking hear face closer to his, her sweet perfume flooding into his nostrils.

It was true she was no longer as nervous around him as she used to be four years ago, when they first met. It was also true she would now confidently walk on his side without blushing too much, even when he touched her shoulder playfully every new moon when she was not as busy as usual in college. The Aoi he knew so far was still not bold enough to go to the extents she was going in that moment. Oga's worst fears of that moment appeared in front of him in the least pleasant yet most pleasant way he could imagine.

"I…I need to sit down…" Oga muttered while grabbing her wrists softly. She complied and helped him to sit on the edge of the mattress.

"You look so different, Oga. Seems the father is starting to look more and more like the son….how curious. I love that about you, you're such a unique man." Kunieda says, with a sexual tone.

"Where…where are they?" Oga asks.

"Whom?" Kunieda asks.

"Those…bastards." Oga says.

"I wouldn't call them that way. They helped me more than you can imagine, Oga." Kunieda says.

"They messed with your mind…" Oga pointed out.

"Ohh, did they? That's what your bombshell and that sissy military man told you? Ohh dear, wish that you were not so naïve." Kunieda grabs him by the shoulder. "I wish you could see what I saw: our two species, humans and demons, fusing into only one, way more powerful and adaptable, living in the same world…later extending our blessing to other worlds out there."

"That's a pile of shit! Just look at…"

"At what, Oga? Of this peace that may crumble any moment? Just like in the previous centuries? What a shame that useless Saotome never bothered to teach you the history of this war that has been going for centuries. The Demon Lord will one day be succeeded by Beel, and Beel's descendants will not grow as you raised him. They might perfectly disregard what their grandfather promised to you and just take over Earth, razing it to the ground and killing all of us…Or, you can help me out in a much better undertaking. You already know what it is." Kunieda's hands grabbed him by the nape, driving him closer to her to later dribble to his back, embracing him with passion.

For the first time in years, Oga Tatsumi started to feel again the same horror he felt when seeing her being turned into stone. This time, a transformation taking place again, though not any more pleasant.

"One of them… is inside you and saying all that bullcrap. If that's what you mean, no thanks. I don't want any of those fuckers to get inside Misaki, my mother or…"

Kunieda chuckled at first, only to burst into laughter Oga could not decide to consider either cute or disturbing. "There's a demon inside you already, my love! Yet, you don't act any different, do ya? It's the same with me! I just act this way because I shed away those stupid inhibitions that didn't allow me to be whom I always wanted to be…and express you my feelings as I should. You're the man of my life, Oga." Kunieda grabs his shirt and ripped his buttons, revealing his weakened yet still muscular torso.

Flooded with contradicting feelings and weakness, he didn't resist. Deep inside Oga, a presence started to awake and make him feel what was invisible in his surroundings and inside her. "Beel, is that you?''

Feeling the approval, the presence guided his perception to Kunieda's head, where an aura whose color glowed and shifted in tone between red and pink revealed the presence dwelling inside her. He could feel the pink one trying to reach him, only to be stopped by the red one. ''You'll pay for what you're doing to her, fucking demon.'' Oga grits his teeth.

Just when Kunieda was mounting on top of him, he gathered the last of his strength to hold her back. "Am I that ugly, Tatsumi? Do you really…"

"Don't come at me with that pitiful voice. You say you're the real Kunieda, prove it." Oga demands.

"I already…"

"No, I don't want you in this moment. I want to wait until it's right, you know when." Oga says.

She tried to force upon him again, only to be held back by his hand on her face. "The real Kunieda would NEVER do this to me. Not the same girl who once accused me of being a molester but later did everything she could to save me. You don't give a shit about me, demon." Oga's green eyes, despite his firm and aggressive tone, reflected an emotion that could easily pass as sadness or frustration.

For a split second, the pink aura around her seemed to recover ground, only to be pushed back by the red aura again, helped by her deepest and repressed desires.

"Oga, honey, you're the living confirmation that every man looks for her mother in every woman he meets. And you clearly need another one, you need guidance, someone who teaches to be the greatest man you can. Your fate was always to reign as my King. You'll thank me one day, my love." Kunieda boosted her strength and overpowered him, kissing him in the neck and chest.

Oga was at his limit. Knowing resistance was useless, he decided to apply the lessons Ittosai had taught him in one of their last sparring lessons before departing to the Demon World: yielding. After a few seconds, he completely relaxed his body and allowed the girl to enjoy the moment. His own, long repressed for years of emotions and impulses, slowly started to come out.

Oga was not an asexual, or whatever fancy term his sister used to describe the people with different tastes. From the little biology he bothered to understand, he got that a natural born fighter like him needed tons of testosterone to be so strong and bold. That testosterone, however, also played a big part in powering his reproductive system and all the feelings and emotions involved. He tried his hardest to hide it whenever he could. He had his reasons, some of them being an unspoken grudge he held against his mother, sister, and to a lesser degree, his father too. Playing the dumb sexual and clueless thug was the easiest way.

This time, Oga was free, at least for some instants, to let his inner animal outside the cave it had been trapped. He would have to give it some power for a few seconds, being careful enough not to allow the sudden power burst to go in the wrong way. The other lesson he was going to apply was that of his hated mentor, Zenjuro.

Before Kuneda could reach his mouth, Oga grabbed her by the hips. His suddenly move initially to confuse her, her eyes and mouth opening so wide he almost lost control when seeing her beautiful blue eyes and feeling her sweet and warm gasp in his face. Gathering the most will power he could not to lose himself to his animal side, he raised his hands all over the soft lines of her body to the contour of her breasts, stopping there for a few moments. Stopping Kunieda from joining her lips with his, Oga grabbed the sides of her face, feeling the warm on her boiling red cheeks. Sitting on the bed, he finally could appreciate well what she was wearing: a short white dress, mix of lingerie and childishness, with a big white ribbon on her back, her small yet firm blossom widely exposed in all it's charm. Oga cursed his captors, suddenly realizing it was the exact same dress that young virgin prostitute he almost had sex with was wearing on ''that'' occasion, years ago. Keeping his composure, he looked at her face again, letting the lust inside of him to reflect the best it could on his face, mesmerizing her. The pink aura around her started to glow weakly under the red one.

"Remember that time? You told me I was no longer the same Oga you fell for." Oga says with the lowest voice he could get.

She remained silent.

"Yeah, I'm not. You're no longer the girl I asked to be the mother of my baby either. The girl in my dreams." Kunieda admits.

Keeping his left hand on her face, his right went to firmly grab her left breast. Gathering the last remnants of energy he and Beel shared, Oga channeled all of it inside the King's Crest he once placed on the girl's blossom. Screaming to the top of her lungs, Kunieda's body shook in spams while he fell back to the mattress, losing his consciousness.

"We'll make it, Beel. Hold on to me and don't cry. Kunieda will make it, she'll take us back home.'' Oga says.

The last thoughts in Oga's head before darkness covered his sight again was the pink aura glowing around her with more strength than ever, her blue eyes staring at him with a confused look, her face in an expression that never failed to touch a weak spot inside of him. This time, he would not have to struggle to hide his emotions from her, though.