"Where have you been?!" Mephisto yelled at his younger brother, pointing an accusing finger at the Earth King.

"Oh, I was just at my girlfriend's room." Amaimon said as he stuck a lollipop in his mouth. "I had fun."

"G-girlfriend?! When did you get a girlfriend?" Mephisto asked, shocked at his brothers words.

"Just now." Amaimon said, stepping into the air and floating upside down.

"What do you mean just no—… you went to see that new student, didn't you!?"

"Of course, she's fun, now we're dating." Amaimon said, spinning himself in circles to entertain himself.

Mephisto slapped his face with his palm and groaned. This would not end well.

Candy was leaving the school store, having switched out her uniform for that of a boys one. If she was going to be going around here, she was NOT going to be in a skirt, especially with that pervert Amaimon running around. The stupid store had a rule for shirts though, meaning she could not get an extra large one to hide her figure. Instead, she was stuck with her original one, which was slightly tight around her chest but she sucked it up and went on.

Her first class was English literature, one of her favorites. It started in fifteen minutes so she had to get halfway around the school fast. Candy liked being early. She ran along the marked paths, sometimes using Eri to jump over something in her way. She loved free running, it made her feel so… free! She dashed down the sidewalk, often having to jump and run on railings to avoid crashing into people and dismounting with a few flips and spins. A few teachers yelled at her to slow down but she just waved and smiled back. She had not broken a sweat yet, which somewhat pissed her off. She loved doing things until she was sweating; it made her feel like she had accomplished something amazing!

Amaimon ran along the rooftops, following Candy without her knowing it. She was fast, and quite flexible, too. He laughed when she flipped off things, spinning slightly before hitting the ground running. It was so fun to see how she used that weapon as a tool to help her get over obstacles. She did not remember anything about what she had done early today, which was good. He wanted her to forget that she had almost killed him. After all, girlfriends were supposed to be obedient.

Mephisto had explained the roles of people in a relationship, stating that women were to be the lesser ones in the relationship in a relationship, having to listen to the man. Amaimon like the sound of that! As King of the Earth, he should have an obedient queen. Nevertheless, that weapon of hers could be a problem to him. It was the Akuma Blade. Every Pope since its forging nearly 700 years ago had blessed it and its steal contained the melted remains of the nails they had used to crucify Jesus, the staff carved from a tree that had been found in the cave where Jesus had risen. He could not get rid of it himself, he could not touch it. Oh well, no matter.

Candy saw the building looming ahead of her now. She had five minutes to spare so she slowly to a simple walk. Her heart was burning and her legs felt as if they would detach themselves and beat her for putting them through that exercise. Her breathe felt like cold fire, which slightly freaked her out.

Inside the building, she found her classroom and quickly went to her teacher, introducing herself and finding a seat in the far back corner. She liked being where she could see what everyone was doing and no one could sneak up on her. Her seat placed her next to a window, so she had a nice view of some trees and the ocean beyond. Students started filing in two minutes before the bell rang, giving her a chance to see them all. There was a guy with dark brown hair with a yellow streak in the middle, a girl with dark purple hair and pigtails and a guy with pink hair. The latter was the first to notice her, quickly runny up to her with a notebook ready.

"Hello there, my lady, and who might you be?"

"Candy." She replied, lifting her head to look at him closer.

"Candy~ such a beautiful name for a beau—" He stopped when Candy held up two fingers.

"I'm gonna go ahead and stop ya there, darling. Is there something specific you need?"

"What's your blood type?" He asked, ready to write.

"U-um, type A positive." She said, blushing.

"Birthday?"

"I don't know." Candy said, looking away.

"Come on, everyone's got a birthday, what's your day? I'll be able to tell your fortune!" He asked, sitting on the desk.

Candy looked up at him and sighed, "I don't know because no one ever told me. My family was killed when I was barely still an infant, I don't know my birthday."

"Well…what day did you get birthday presents?"

"I never did. My family didn't believe in presents on random days, just Christmas." The pink boy's eyes watered as he looked at her, lip quivering.

"Oh, God! You poor thing!" He said, pulling her into a hug. "No child should grow up without the knowledge of their birth! How can you tell how old you are?!"

"Ugh – au, I was born sometime in the winter, they just tell me I'm a year older on New Year's Day." Cady said, struggling for freedom.

"Shima! Let the new girl go!" The guy with the yellow streak in his hair yelled.

"But, Bon! She's never had a birthday!" The guy holding her wailed. The others just sighed and shook their heads.

"Sorry about him, he's a little emotional at times." The yellow-stripe guy said, prying the other off her.

"It's no trouble; really, I can understand why he did it." Candy said, nodded an okay at the pink haired one.

"When'd you start here? Never seen you around before."

"Today, I just got my papers signed and everything."

"Well good for you. Come on guys, if we're not in our seats when the bell rings we'll be marked late." The girl with purple hair said.

"Come on Izumo, just be nice!" Shima said with a big smile. The girl, Izumo, only blushed when he spoke to her.

"Don't get in trouble on my account." Candy said, raising her hands up. The three of them left her and took their seats with seconds to spare.

Amaimon chewed his thumb's nail thoughtfully as he watched from a tree near the building. He did not like seeing that guy holding onto Candy. His Candy. He was happy she had chosen a seat next to the window so he could watch her more closely. Did she sit there just for him? He wanted to think so. She may be feisty now, but it would be short lived. He still had so many things to learn and so many things to do to her.

The teacher was rambling on about poetry. The different kinds and the techniques used in them. Candy did not really listen to him as she stared at the water outside. She knew all of this already; actually, she knew pretty much everything about poetry since she has grown up reading them and practicing on her own. She was able to pick out details from the poems and make inferences on them that even the teacher hadn't considered.

She liked the way the sun played on the water, shimmering as if it was magic. She wanted to go swimming, which was strange because she generally hated bathing suits. It was the one time she was conscious about the marks on her back. Sure, they were only birth marks, but she felt strange when people could see them.

A gentle wind blew outside, making the grass bend and dance. With the small monkey thing that was jumping around—

What the fuck was that?

There was a strange creature down there. It was round, with a kind of yellow green body, green arms and a mouth full of sharp teeth.

Great, a hobgoblin got into the school…

Candy watched the little demon dancer around in the breeze, sometimes taking chomps out of it. She smiled. The thing was pretty cute, now that she watch—

MOTHER FUCKER!

Amaimon had jumped out of a tree near the building and seemed to call the hobgoblin over to him. The small demon happily went to him. Huh, so it was his familiar. Candy watched, very much interested in the fact that Amaimon was near her… AGAIN. What is with this guy, she thought irritably, can't he take no for an answer?! Candy huffed and leaned her head on her hand, staring at him. Amaimon sat next to the hobgoblin and looked into the window, directly at Candy. She only shivered, slightly creeped out.

Amaimon smiled when their eyes met and waved at her. Candy gave him the bird and Amaimon mouth 'what's that mean?'

Candy groaned and mouthed back 'fuck you'.

'What's 'fuck'?'

Candy's eyes twitched. Was he really this stupid or was he playing a game with her.

'Go away.'

'No.'

'Why?'

He mouthed a word but she could understand it and shrugged. Amaimon looked to be in thought before pointing at her. Candy did so as well, mouthing 'me'. Amaimon pointed to himself. 'You.' Amaimon looked troubled at what to mime now so he put the fingers of both hands together, as a child would if they were playing hand puppets, and made his fingertips touch. Candy made an audible sound of shock, thankfully only two students turned to her.

He was here for a kiss?

Oh, wait… now she remembered.

Amaimon thought they were dating.

She shook her head at him but he merely nodded more and more. "Sir! I'm sorry, but I need to go to Mr. Pheles' office for some more papers." She said, standing up and raising her hand.

"As you wish, Ms. Morose." He said, turning back to the bored. She gave Amaimon a 'hold on a moment' gesture and left the room. She was new so she could get away with this for a few days. She held her naginata tightly as she made her way outside and around the building. Once she reached the back, she peeked around and saw Amaimon still staring at the window she had once been in. "Oi! Green boy!" She hissed. Amaimon smiled and ran up to her, the hobgoblin following him. "What the hell are you doing here?!"

"I came to see you; we are girlfriend and boyfriend, after all." Amaimon said, suddenly leaning in close to her lips. Candy jumped back and held Eri between them.

"We are not dating, Amaimon!" She half yelled.

"Yes we are, you're just being very disobedient." He said, tapping her forehead with a long black tail, being careful not to touch the weapon. Candy only glared at him.

"Look, pal, you groped me, broke into my room and kissed me without my permission; that is not 'dating'."

"Then teach me how to date." He said as if it were completely obvious. Candy was at her wits end with this guy, he was just unbearably annoying! Amaimon pulled out two lollipops and offered her one. She took a sour green apple one and put it in her pocket, not breaking eye contact. "Now we're sharing, isn't that part of dating?"

Candy face-palmed and realized she would not win. "Fine, fine, we can be girlfriend and boyfriend."

"And do those sexual things you mentioned?" Amaimon asked, smiling brightly.

"Ugh, you don't just do that kind of thing right away! You work up to it!"

"How?"

"Well for one, a guy usually takes a girl on a 'date', like to a restaurant to eat."

"A restaurant? That sounds simple enough." Amaimon said, looking up in thought. "Alright! I will take you on a date! When should we go?"

"I like sushi. Pick me up at 7:30." Candy said after a pause before walking away.

"Now, be a gentleman, and remember to compliment her." Mephisto said, tying the tie around Amaimon's neck.

"What should I compliment her on, brother?"

"Well, women like to be told how pretty they are; tell her she looks like a blooming rose. Or say her eyes sparkle like… like… what color are her eyes?"

"Red, but it's a muddy red. Like blood mixed with dirt." Mephisto could help but sigh. He had to teach his younger brother how to talk to women or he would be seriously hurt.

"Say her eyes sparkle like the depths are the most beautiful ruby." Mephisto decided, straightening his coat. Amaimon sat there, letting Mephisto dote on him, making him presentable. The older king looked the younger over, deciding he looked very well… except for that damned spike on his head. "Wait right here." Mephisto scurried off to the bathroom, coming back with two combs. "Now then, hold still!" Mephisto began to swipe at his brothers hair in an almost samurai like style, forcing the locks of hair that made up the spike to join the rest. "Voila!"

Amaimon looked in the mirror at what his brother had done to him. His hair now looked virtually normal, save for the color scheme. "I don't like it."

"It doesn't matter what you like, as long as the girl li—" Mephisto stopped talking as the strands he had just forced down now bounces back. It was like a giant middle finger to him. "I give up… go get your girl, and remember, that money I gave you is for whoever serves your food."

"I'll remember." Amaimon promised, leaving the mansion and heading to the pink limo parked out front. Along the way losing the tie and throwing the jacket into the bushes.

Candy sighed and stared at herself in the full-length mirror. She had put on a lime green halter dress that reached the floor and hugged her curves nicely. Her eyes were done in a light dusting of pale green eye shadow and brown eyeliner. Her lips had a thin lair of baby pink lip-gloss and her cheeks and a nice tanned blush applied to them. She had to admit she looked very nice. In addition, with a quick sprits of citrus scented perfume, she sat down at her desk and waited for Amaimon to show up. It was seen thirty five and the part of her that hated being late was starting to get irritated.

Just relax, girl, he is obviously new to this sort of thing, she told herself, taking a deep breath. She eyed a book sitting on the bookshelf but decided against it. Know her the moment she opened it he would knock on her door. Her heart was pounding from her nerves, giving her a slight ache. "Come on, Candy, you've got your protection, everything will be fine." She said to herself. Just to be safe, she reached down, touching the inside of her thigh through her dress, and felt the familiar outline of a switchblade knife. Amaimon seemed innocent enough, but Candy had a bit of paranoia about guys.

Let us just say she had not had good times with them. The one she lost her virginity to she did not even know his name. He just called himself 'Red'. Candy, without any help of peer pressure, just felt like doing it and seeing what the hype was about. She did not really see the point when it happened, primarily because, aside from the big talk, Red was only about four inches. The second time she was more experienced, having read some magazines and talking to her more mature friends. That one ended horribly. When she tried to become friends with the guy afterwards, he accused her of stalking and called the police, claiming she was spreading lies about their relationship.

The next one was slightly better. He had been a nice guy until she found out about the three other women, but she had gone farther into that relationship than any other, so she over looked his flaws. She still loved him though, making a point to have his name be the last thing she said before drifting off to sleep. Amaimon didn't seem like the type to use a girl, but then again, neither did Ethan.

As she let her mind drift to her ex, she failed to notice the shadow that was being cast under her door from someone's feet.

Amaimon stood outside the door and stared at the wood plank that separated him from his new girlfriend. He felt suddenly apprehensive about this whole thing…

Maybe he should just go.

No, that would not be good; she would probably get really mad and try to kill him again. He'd seen some students break up in his time here at the school and the girls usually went even more ballistic than Behemoth. Amaimon shivered at the thought of her losing her mind again.

Candy snapped out of her thoughts at the sound of a knock on her door. She glanced at the clock and saw it read 7:43 pm. Okay, so he wasn't THAT late after all. Candy rose from the desk, checking herself in the mirror to make sure she was presentable and placed her hand on the door handle as another knock sounded.

"I'm here, don't worry." She said, opening the door. Amaimon stood there dressed in black dress pants, a black vest and a pink button up shirt. Candy tilted a hip to the side, placing a fist on her hip, looking him up and down. "Not what I was expecting, but you'll do." She said, stepping into the hall and closing the door behind her. Amaimon was standing very close now, their chests nearly touching. Candy turned to him and looked up, giving a half smile.

"You look… very pretty." Amaimon said, looking like he was trying to remember something.

"You okay?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.

"I am fine…" He said, staring her in the eye. "You're eyes sparkle like the depths of the purest ruby."

"Have you been listening to Mephisto?"

"Will you lose your mind again if I say yes?"

"Lose my mind? When have I ever lost my mind?" Candy asked, eyeing him suspiciously.

Amaimon stared at her. It still struck him as weird that she didn't remember anything from a few hours ago. "The limo is outside. Oh, this is for you." He said, taking her hand and slipping a corsage over her wrist. Candy looked at it and couldn't help but smile.

It was a white orchid with a piece of candy glued in the center.

"I didn't think you liked candy this much." She chuckled, following him as he led her down the hall to the stairs.

"Why are you speaking in the third person?"

This was gonna be a long night…