Well it's Saturday! Hopefully this will go up on time! I had a hard time writing this chapter. It just stopped working in the middle of it and it took me days to finish but it was worth it. This chapter has some cute moments and several clues, so don't miss it! Anyway I don't have anything else to say so let's move on to the gold, reviews!

Dear Arkytior's Song, I love that so far both of your reviews for this story have started with screaming! It's always excited. Don't worry about being late. It's no biggie really. I'm always happy to hear from you. It's not like your reviews have to be in at a certain time or anything. Take your time, get your work done and then enjoy the story. It's all good. I'm delighted that you love the story enough to cry. It's a good kind of cry right? If you find some way to make it Tuesday and Saturday then go ahead! As long as I have time to actually write it I don't see why you can't sleep for the rest of the week until the next chapter comes out. XD I wish you good luck in this endeavor. Enjoy the chapter!

Dear Alexc1209, First off I loved your review! It made me burst out laughing. Second of all don't worry about it. We all have things that we have to do in life outside of the computer no matter how much we wish that wasn't true. Yeah I'm pretty sure that a universe where Sheril actually likes Luca exists. I just don't see it happening. They mix about as well as water and oil. Honestly adding Luca to Sheril is like pouring gas on a fire. I actually wonder a lot about Tricia. I really like her and hope we see more of her in the manga and maybe a little bit of explanation about her and if she does know about what they are. In this story Tricia is human and she knows that they are demons and involved in some shady stuff and that's all I'm going to say. There's more to her than you see at the moment. As for the world of hurt that will actually come in the next chapter which I promise you will be all kinds of fun! Can't wait to hear from you again!

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Luca was happy to wake up on her own with no loud blaring sound disrupting her sleep. I guess his brother hasn't gotten over their fight, she hummed silently as she carded her fingers through her lover's tangled mess of curls. They were short and messy and she couldn't help but love them. She did her best to avoid his horns as that was sure to wake him up from where he lay on her chest, arms wrapped comfortably around her waist. Her fingers trailed down his neck from his curls to his bandaged torso. She looked at them sadly. The poor demon was hurt just because he had the unfortunate luck of being in her house when that demon showed up. How the hell he managed to find her she had no idea. I guess I better call Master and ask him about the warding and what happened with it. It seems like this is too early. Unless I accidentally broke it by bringing a demon in. Maybe the warding has to be tailored around a demon if they enter it I mean he sure did spend a lot of time doing warding when we were with him maybe that has something to do with-, her train of thought was cut off by her phone going off. She quickly grabbed it, turning the ringer off before it woke the demon still sleeping on her.

"Yes?" she hissed out as quietly as she could.

"Jeez I was just giving you a morning wake up call Beautiful! And this is the thanks I get? Some friend you are." She rolled her eyes at the faux hurt tone in Lavi's voice.

"You know better than to wake me up. I'm a monster until I have at least three cups of coffee so what on Earth do you want?" she asked between gritted teeth. The man still lying on her shifted and groaned but calmed down when Luca resumed petting his hair. He snuggled closer and drifted back into the deep abyss of sleep.

"Why are you whispering?" he questioned curiously. She sighed deeply and shifted slightly so there was less weight on her injured hip.

"Because I don't want to wake my sleeping husband. He's very cute like this. Asleep and innocent." Lavi snorted at her.

"Oh come on Luca. He's a demon. Demons aren't sweet or innocent. That's the whole point of your job. Jeez you specialize in demons. Yeah you take other contracts and al-" she cut him off.

"Alma is sweet and innocent. And I don't just specialize in demon hits," she glanced down to make sure the Portuguese man was still asleep. "I offer them as well. The one with the most versatile skill set gets more jobs and better pay. Now why the hell did you call me at 6:36 in the morning?!" she could hear her friend on the other side of the line sighed.

"Bak's made contact. We've all get several contracts. Allen has three, Kanda and Alma have four, Lena has two, you and I have five. He also says that Han wants to talk to you. He says that it's important." Luca groaned as softly as she could. The younger Chinese man was always saying that he had to talk to her about something important yet he never managed to get it out. It also didn't help that he annoyed her. He was the revenge demon hunter. The kind that killed any demon who happened to meet him. Even children. In spite of how dark she was she too had standards.

"That means I have to get up now doesn't it?" she groaned again. Sometimes she really hated her job, it was good money and all but man could it be a pain. I wonder if he did what he did so we would learn how to take care of yourselves instead of becoming spoiled brats that relied on his money, she thought her mind drifting to her father before she shook her head. Yeah right. Like that was his reasoning for what he did to us, she glanced down at the demon again. She then realized that Lavi had answered her and she had missed it.

"You didn't hear a word I just said did you?" she gave a light nervous chuckle answering his question.

She sighed wistfully, "Sorry. Got caught up in the past." she heard him hum in understanding from the other side.

"The past is a dangerous place, don't let it suck you back in. You survived it and now it can only hurt you if you focus on it." It was times like this that Luca remember that Lavi was far more intelligent and wise than he let on. Often caring deeply for the other younger ones of their group. Especially about her and her brother.

"Yeah I know. I have enough problems in the present." While Tyki himself wasn't a problem, in fact she had rather enjoyed the time that she had spent with him so far she had no idea how she was going to tell him what she did for a living or if she SHOULD even tell him. Obviously she didn't want to build a relationship on lies but she had no idea how he would react. Would he hate her or freak out? Or worse would he turn her in? Would she have to kill him to save herself and the others? She shook away the awful thought and decided to focus on her conversation with Lavi at the moment. "I won't let the bad memories suck me back in. Are any of our contracts near each other or together?" She could hear him rustling with some thin paper, probably to make his own coffee she concluded. The man had a photographic memory so he hadn't needed to write it down. She took the time to slowly unwind Tyki's arms from her body and slide a pillow under him in place of her body. He shifted a bit adjusting slightly to the new feeling and the cooler fabric while she slid out of bed. Shuffling out of the room she walked over to the coffee maker and started making her first cup.

"You and Lena have one together. Allen and Lena have one together and then she's done for the day and she'll head to the studio splitting her money between her job and the guild for Komui. Kanda and Alma are on their own except for one in a similar area to one of mine but not that close. You have one with Allen and the rest of us are on our own but that isn't a bad thing. Don't forget your shift at your day job and remind Allen of his please. We must keep up appearances. Well that's what Komui said. I got a late shift reorganizing the store for the old panda so lucky me." Luca giggled at the tone of Lavi's comment as she sipped at her coffee. "Oh yeah. One of your marks will be at the bar. Please be discreet. That poison is hard to make and Bookman doesn't like to make it and it's hard to make. We can't have it keep showing up."

"Yeah yeah yeah. I got it. I could always use something else. I'll be by later to pick up the files." Lavi could hear her pouring the next cup of coffee.

"Just don't forget to burn them." She snorted.

"Don't be such a worrywart. You're beginning to sound like your grandfather." She laughed as she listened to his long winded string of protests. "I always clean up after myself." He chuckled.

"Is that so? Because I heard from a little birdy that you needed a body clean up the night before last." She glared at the phone even though she knew he couldn't see it.

"Those were complicated circumstances. It doesn't normally happen." He chuckled again and she stuck out her tongue despite the fact that fact that he only heard the noise but knew what it was.

"Very mature Luca. So what happened anyway?" She sighed and poured her third cup of coffee while she kept an ear out for her husband.

"A demon found me. I don't know how. What do you know about warding? Could I have broken it by accident by bringing my husband home with me?" She heard him hum like he was thinking of something.

"I don't know much about warding. I haven't gotten that far into magic yet. I know the basic mechanical but I don't have the ability. All my knowledge would only be books. I wouldn't be able to do it myself. Who did the warding the first time?" She hummed. She had known Lavi didn't have the ability. Bookman did but Bookman never even answered if Lavi was truly his grandson or a kid he picked up to save him from the streets. Luca was personally leaning towards the latter but there was really no reason to investigate. It didn't change anything.

"Master did. He also did the warding on Allen, Lenalee, and myself. The Chang family did the warding on Kanda and Alma if I am recalling correctly. Bookman did yours right?" she asked. Each of them had magical warding protecting them. They couldn't be mind controlled, possessed, nor tracked excluding one spell built in but only the person who did the warding would know the spell unless given to somebody else.

"I would definitely call him. Your master is so...I don't even know what word to use." She started laughing.

"Yeah I know what you mean. I don't know what word to use either. Have you called Allen yet?"

"No not yet. Should I or are you gonna go wake them up? You live right down the hall from them don't you?"

She raised an eyebrow but sighed, "Actually I think you should call them. Until I figure out how the warding on my apartment broke I shouldn't be near your houses. Last thing I want to do is lead them to you guys. I'm gonna call Master later. Can you meet me at a cafe or something? Leave the files for me to find? The last thing you need is a demon at your front steps or at the store."

"Yeah you may be right. Definitely call your master. Seriously don't forget. You should get your new husband warded if you really won't get rid of him. Does he know yet?" She sighed. Leave it to Lavi to bring up the topic that she was trying to avoid.

"No, I haven't figured out how to do it. I was injured and I didn't think it would be a good idea to do it when I wasn't at full strength in case he didn't take it well. He's powerful Lavi." She glanced back towards her bedroom but didn't see him.

"How powerful?" she sighed again. "Luca I know what that sigh means. How bad is this? How much aren't you telling us? All you said was that he was from one of those mafia like families. Which one? The Gazzolas? The Martinellis? The Cicchettis? The Pelliccias? Please for the love of all thing sacred tell me it was not the Corleones."

"No it's none of those," he sighed at the pause.

"But..." he trailed off indicating that she should continue the sentence.

"But he's on par with those names." Lavi was quiet for a moment as he ran through every black mark demon mafia family that was known. They're were only a handful but that was still to many. Luca silently wondered if she should hang up while her friend thought. "I need to hop in the shower so while you rack your brain I'm gonna do that. Meet me at the ice cream shop on the corner of 5th and 27th in 45 minutes." she hung up and tossed her phone onto the counter. 40 minutes later she was scribbling out a note and sliding it half way under the coffee maker where he would find it, grabbing her leather jacket which in her haste she had forgotten the day before she snagged her keys and locked the door behind her. It a way she was glad that Tyki hadn't woken up. She really didn't know how to tell him what was going on and just who she was. Would she have to kill the demon she was quickly becoming fond of? He was funny and playful yet there was something darker lying underneath that intrigued her. Drew her in closer. Maybe that's his power? What is Pleasure anyway? The pleasure of what? Man I need to brush up on demon mafias. I guess I really will have to tell Lavi who it was as he and Bookman are the ones with the best information all around. Damn. I really don't want to, she sighed as she saw her red haired friend waiting for her.

"Ice cream? Really? It's 7:47 in the morning." She just laughed.

"What? You like ice cream. What's the problem?" He shook his head as they stepped into the shop.

"For breakfast?"

Her voice took a more serious and somber tone, "Do you have the files?" He nodded and handed them over. She only opened hers. She'd drop Allen and Lenalee's off in their mail box. Allen would get them from there. Her eyes flicked over the words quickly until they stepped up to the counter.

"What can I get for you today?" Luca looked up at the young man with blond hair and smiled. He could only be a few years younger than herself

"Can I please have a small chocolate in a cone with rainbow sprinkles?" He nodded and turned to Lavi who was laughing. Smile dropping the shorter girl kicked him in the shin with her booted foot. He yelped in pain.

"Small vanilla. Please." he winced out tacking the last word on upon the warning glace from his friend, still massaging his wounded leg while glaring up at his friend. She simply smiled at the man and handed him Lavi's credit card. They moved out of the way allowing the next person to order while theirs were being made. Upon getting them the pair slid out to tables in the sun outside the shop.

"All kidding aside, Lav, I need a favor." He looked up from his ice cream at her. There was no playfulness in her green eyes. Instead she was playing with the red material that covered the metal mesh of the table they sat at. Her sharp nails picked at the broken pieces pulling it away and making a little pile.

"Sure what is it?" She took a deep breath as if preparing herself for something.

"I need all the information you have on the Noah family." His one eye bulged in it's socket and he started to freak out.

"THE NOAH FAMILY! WHAT ARE YOU-" she cut him off by shoving his ice cream into his open mouth.

"Be quiet idiot! Don't just yell things like that out!" she hissed at him between grit teeth looking around to see if anybody was eyeing them strangely. Several people were but none of them gave off the mafia vibe.

"Why do you want to know about them?" he asked after swallowing the large mouthful of ice cream with a bit of a disgruntled look aimed at his friend for what she had done. "They're one of the bloodiest families around. Not to mention that almost none of them are sane." he huffed out but managed to keep himself at her volume level.

She gave him a wary look before answering, "Because that's the family I married into. Don't scream!" she hurried as his mouth opened again. He closed it a took a deep breath to calm himself.

"Beautiful you are in some serious trouble." she nodded solemnly.

"I know. So far he's been completely fine but I know almost nothing about him except that his older brother is clingy and doesn't like me. I don't think either knows who or what I am. My husband doesn't even know my last name."

"Clingy older brother." Lavi muttered to himself, thinking for a moment. "Sounds like Desires. Pleasure would be the younger brother." she nodded.

"Yeah that's what he said. I've heard of them but haven't even seen anything of them. The actual Noah family themselves hardly ever come out. Always having somebody else do their work for them. I know almost nothing about them and that seems dangerous. I should know these things. Just in case it goes badly. I still don't know how to even approach the topic. Not a great start to dinner if you know what I mean." he nodded. He did know. She could die depending on what the demon was like. Each one was different and the actual demons of the Noah family almost never came out as she had said.

"Alright I'll see what I can find out for you." he sighed as his friend finished off her cone. "Are you getting your bike?" she nodded picking up the files and tucking them under her arm. "I'll call you tonight with an update. It may take me a little while to find something. I still have my day job to do as well as this one." he waved his own file. "Good luck until then."

Tyki woke with a groan. His back was not happy. Despite the accelerated healing his demon powers offered him, they weren't instant. He'd be in pain for a few days. He glanced down at the pillow under his head. He was pretty sure that he had fallen asleep curled up with his wife. He had recalled early in the morning her fingers playing with his hair lulling him back into sleep. So the question was: where is she? Getting up he stretched as much as he could without pulling on his scabbed over wounds too much. If he reopened them they would need stitches. Probably should've gotten stitches anyway but I don't like the hospital either. Though I guess it would've forced her to tell me who the demon was and why he had attacked us. Though I guess it was actually more her that he attacked than me, he hummed sticking his head in the bathroom. She wasn't in the shower but the towel was still damp. Okay, so she took a shower. Maybe she went out? Again, he groaned walking into the kitchen his tail swaying languidly just barely brushing the floor with the tip of it. That means I'm on my own for entertainment again. Definitely not going to work today. Don't feel like dealing with Sheril just yet. Maybe if he met her he'd calm down a bit. Road will like her and if Road likes her, well then, he grinned at his plan. Sheril couldn't say no to Road. It just wasn't possible for the older demon. The little girl had him completely wrapped around her little finger. The smell of coffee in the air told him that she had indeed left. He saw something white by the dark coffee maker. Shuffling over to it he turned the thing on to make his own coffee while his gold eyes flicked over the note. I wonder where she works. She hasn't told me anything about it except that she's a mercenary and that's not much to go on. I'm not even sure she's telling me the truth about that, he sighed and set the note down. Opening the oven he found the promised leftover cinnamon rolls. Honestly he wouldn't kill her just because she made these but he was getting distracted. As he ate his late breakfast he looked at the clock on the microwave. Almost 10, the guys are at work, Eeez is in school, not talking to Sheril and any of the others that I actually do talk to would hand me over to him or throw us both before the Earl and I don't feel like doing that either, so..., his train of thought trailed off as he tried to figure out what to do for the day. He seriously needed to corner his wife and learn what the hell was going on.

He wandered around the house for a while, he was so bored he had actually started cleaning. The apartment wasn't all that messy to begin with except for the remnants of the fight that had broken out on their first day together. Why that hadn't gotten cleaned up yet he didn't know but he fixed it. Sweeping up the broken glass was easy, once he had all the pieces he mumbled to himself, wincing at the clumsy pronunciation of the spell. It must not have been too bad as the table was in once piece again. He repeated the process with all the dents and holes in the wall and floor. His eyes flicked back to the clock. Noon. Damn it. It wasn't going fast enough and he was bored. Again. He turned the tv on. Nothing good was on, the news was still on about Jasdevi and the stunt they pulled at the mall. The little shits had almost gotten nabbed by hunters and made a huge mess. He knew the Earl wouldn't be happy when he heard about it. Groaned he turned the tv off and tossed the remote onto the couch. Maybe she had a good book to read. One of her bedroom's wall was a complete bookcase. His eyes scanned the titles of the shelves. Picking up a heavy book he read the title.

"Complete Tales and Poems by Edgar Allen Poe. Hmmm." He had heard of the tales and poems of the man though he had never personally read it. Flipping the book open the it's table of contents his eyes read down the lines until he found a title that intrigued him. "The Masque of the Red Death. Worth a shot." shrugging he turned to the correct page and began reading. "The "Red Death" had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avatar and its seal - the madness and the horror of blood. There were sharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, with dissolution. The scarlet stains upon the body and especially upon the face of the victim, were the pest ban which shut him out from the aid and from the sympathy of his fellow-men. And the whole seizure, progress, and termination of the disease, were incidents of half an hour." His eyebrow rose ever so slightly at the next line. "But Prince Prospero was happy and dauntless and sagacious." He shifted allowing the light drifting through the window in the room to better illuminate the words on the page. "When his dominions were half depopulated, he summoned to his presence a thousand hale and light-hearted friends from among the knights and dames of his court, and with these retired to the deep seclusion of one of his crenellated abbeys. This was an extensive and magnificent structure, the creation of the prince's own eccentric yet august taste. A strong and lofty wall girdled it in. This wall had gates of iron. The courtiers, having entered, brought furnaces and massy hammers and welded the bolts." His attention was captivated. He kept reading no longer counting the minutes that passed by. "And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bede-" he was pulled from the darkened blood filled room by a loud ringing. He fell backwards as the raucous sound, head swiveling around trying to orientate his senses again and remember where he was. Having been so immersed in the story he did not even know when he had knelt down into a more comfortable position. Logic finally came back to him and he realized the sound was his phone ringing. He picked it up not even bothering to look at who was calling. As usual he hadn't even opened his mouth when the other person on the phone started yelling.

"Tyki!" He groaned.

"Road do you have to yell?"

She was quiet for a moment before speaking like a little kid, "Mama says that you're not mad at me but you left yesterday even though Daddy said you were staying for dinner. Did," she paused and he heard her sniffle. "did I do something wrong and make you mad?" He sighed.

"Would you stop guilt tripping me? It's not funny Road." he heard her huff but she stopped the fake sniffling.

"Alright fine," she sighed. "but why didn't you stay for dinner? Daddy said you were going to." he sighed as he adjusted his position sitting on the floor cross legged.

"Your father and I had a fight. He went and did something without my permission that effects my whole life and because he didn't get my permission or even tell me about it so I went and unknowingly did something that caused a problem. We had a fight on how to deal with it. I was mad so I left."

"What was the fight about?" He debated on whether to tell her or not.

"Your father is trying to marry me off but I got married at a bar to a human girl and he wants me to kill her so I can go through with the marriage he set up." The line was quiet for a moment and he wondered if she had hung up or just didn't understand what he had just said to her.

"You don't normally mind killing people. Do you like this girl that much?" he sighed. Everybody kept asking him that.

"Honestly I don't know. She intrigues me. Doesn't help that she's hiding something from me. It seems like something dangerous. So no I don't want to kill her. Besides I actually like her, I could stand to live with her because we have things in common. I actually talked to her before I married her." Road hummed as she listened to him. He reached up ruffling his hair as if it would help him think at all.

"So basically," Road started and it took him a moment to remind himself that she was the oldest of them all. "You don't love her but you'd rather chain yourself to somebody that you actually like than marry somebody that you know absolutely nothing about. You did it so Daddy couldn't do exactly what he's trying to do right now." He groaned and flopped back, leaning against the bed. He should really get up and make that. Instead he got up and set the book down on the bed wandering back out through the living room and back into the kitchen. The clock now read 2:13. He opened the fridge and dug through.

"Yeah, I guess. Is that selfish?" He waited for her answer as he shifted through the food. He had no idea when she would be home or if he should be making something. She cooked dinner last night so maybe he should cook tonight. Wracking his brain he came up with something.

"If it was anybody else I might say yes but you never do anything for yourself. Even your friends. The Earl or Daddy calls you and you leave them to come see what's going on. You weren't even mad at me when I called you over to do my homework even though you were with your friends. If you picked her for a reason I don't see why you shouldn't keep her. What are you doing?" she asked after hearing him drop something and start cursing in Portuguese.

"I'm gonna make dinner. She made it last night so I figured I do it tonight. She's not here right now. Out at work." He balanced the phone between his cheek and shoulder as he wrote a list out. He made a face when Road giggled despite the fact that she couldn't see him.

"So when do I get to meet her?" He paused in what he was doing.

"I don't know. I was planning on introducing her to you guys pretty soon but I don't know how that's gonna go since Sheril is being rather dramatic." He needed a few things from the store for dinner.

"Let me talk to him. I really wanna meet her. She at least sounds interesting," Tyki sighed.

"Yeah sure. Go ahead. I've got to go. Food to buy, dinner to cook, a wife to corner, and all that fun stuff." He hung up and slid his cell into his pocket. "I better put the book back in case something happens." Walking back into the room he picked the book up and read the last line of the story. Sliding the book back into it's place on the shelf he tripped over something. Flailing around in an attempt to regain his balance Tyki stumbled back and grabbed onto the first thing he could on the shelf. It pitched forward then stopped. The wall behind him suddenly disappeared and he fell against something metal and hard. Rubbing his now aching (again) back he turned around his eyes growing wide. Spread across the entire wall was a mass of weapons. Shot guns, throwing knives, compound bows including arrows, Japanese throwing stars, a katana, hand guns, throwing needles, a sniper rifle and even a few hand grenades. "Okay, yeah. Definitely hiding something from me." He reached out, touching the silver barrel of the closest hand gun with a single finger. Retracting his hand he hissed as the blessed metal burnt his skin. Poking a few more he determined that all the weapons were blessed. Opening the draws underneath the shelves he found them filled with bullets and more knives. A few hand guns scattered in as well. These weren't blessed. "So perhaps that attack wasn't random after all. The question is what are these for? She says she'll answer me but than she never does. Always manages to slip away somehow." He groaned and looked back down at his phone. He needed to get going. Closing the doors he put the book back and left the apartment, mentally preparing a way to corner the girl and gets some answers as well as prepare if she did try to kill him.

Luca sat on her motorcycle in the dark alleyway. Her helmet covering her head, while her leather jacket and ripped jeans helped her blend into the rather impoverished neighborhood around her. She watched the cars speed by, the people pass unaware of her or what she was doing. She shifted in an attempt to wake her sleeping limbs and shake the boredom away, her target was taking forever to show his face. Her phone rang loudly. Sighing she connected the headset in her helmet to her phone.

"Yeah? What's up?" She asked not knowing who's on the other side. Come to think of it I don't think I gave Tyki my cell number. Whoops, she shook the thought away as her brother's voice drifted through into her ears.

"Hey Lu. I was just checking up on you. George showed up the other night said you had a demon in you apartment and didn't look so good. You only sorta answered my texts. I wanted to make sure you were okay. How's the whole married thing going?" she sighed, leaning down on the handle bars on her bike.

"Um, it's not bad. I actually like the guy okay. He's fun to be around and takes my teasing pretty well. I just don't know how to tell him or if I should about what I am. It got worse yesterday because he told me a bit about himself." She could almost hear him raising his eyebrow at her.

"I thought you just said that it was okay. So what's wrong?" She groaned not really ready to have this conversation again.

"Before I tell you promise me that you won't freak out or yell at me. Lavi already did it and I didn't appreciate it." He was quiet for a moment. Then two. "Allen?" she asked hesitantly.

"Okay...?" he agreed though didn't sound like he wanted to.

Taking a deep breath she began, "He's part of the Noah family. I asked Lavi to look into them for me. We probably know more about them than the others but even so. We were so little when we left." She heard him snort.

"Left? We were never a part of a family. But you are right that is problematic. Does he know anything about you?"

"No. I've managed to avoid it so far. After we got back from that hunt we botched with those twins another demon attacked us. I called Master earlier and asked him about the warding. It's why I left your mail instead taking it to your door. I didn't want to reveal you and Lena to the demons. He said he'd come around tomorrow to fix the warding. I have to get my husband out of the house so that can happen. He may not know who I am but he would definitely know Master. After all who doesn't?" the last part was muttered under her breath but her brother still caught it and gave a dry laugh in response. "I don't know what I should do. And that's not true. Our guardians loved us. It was just an unusual family." He sighed.

"I know. I just..." he trailed off before starting again. "It doesn't matter. The past is in the past as it goes. Or somethin' like that. Maybe you should just tell him. It doesn't sound like he's leaving so maybe it's just best to tell him and if you have to kill him you have to kill him. The Noah are going to come after us eventually anyway. So I guess it's up to you. It is your life but I feel like I should tell you that you should live the way you want. If you like him enough to put in the effort why don't you tell him. Maybe just away from Master." she nodded listening to her brother's voice. He was calm and his advice was worth listening to, even if it wasn't the straightest. "By the way did Master ask why you or how you broke the warding?"

She snorted, "Like he has any place to talk. He married a demon too. I just told him I got drunk and slept with a demon. It's not a lie. I just didn't tell him to rest of it. I figured I'd wait until I had made a decision and see what came of it."

"That makes sense. How's the job going?" This caused her to throw her head back with a groan telling him all he needed to know. Honestly he was a bit disappointed that she had gotten the Pelliccia hit. The son was doing a hostile take over, having decided that his father was too old to run things.

"Terrible. I can see him in there but he won't come out. I don't know what he's doing in there. I was about to check when you called me. I wonder if somebody tipped him off. I'm gonna be really pissed if they did. It makes my life a lot harder." Allen snorted from the other side.

"Don't lie. You love it. When they know you're coming and they try to run or hide. They never managed to get away from your wicked grin. Haunting them as you do. It makes the thrill of the chase that you love. It's why you do what you do." She couldn't help the signature grin that spread across her face just like her name implied as her brother called her out. She glanced up. One of the heat signatures was moving inside the diner across the road from her. It was getting closer to the door. Silently she reached for her gun hidden in one of her saddle bags. The bell rang as the door opened. The shot was perfect.

Pew! Whizzing by the man's head just barely clipping his ear the bullet entered the restaurant. Nobody noticed the yellow motorcycle pulling out of the alleyway across from the chaotic diner as one of the patrons dropped face first into his mashed potatoes. He was dead. The phone line was silent for a moment as she sped away from the crime scene. Nobody would ever know that it had been Cheshire, not until the bullet was pried from his head. The grin engraved upon the bullet that took the life of Leonardo Pelliccia successfully handing over control over to his son Fabio Pellicci belonged to her. She nodded at the cops that flew by sirens wailing loudly from the top of the cars as she pulled over to the side allowing them to pass by. Unaware that one of them had just waved at their murderer.

"Wow. I wish you had seen that shot just now, Al." he chuckled at her comment as she pulled back out into traffic already moving on to her next job. "It was beautiful. Through an open door across the room, in the far corner. They don't even know what's happened yet. One of the cops waved at me as I drove by them."

"Some days I worry that you like this job far too much and feel that perhaps I should be worried about you but then I remember but then I remember that I'm just like you and feel the same way so I can't say anything unless I wanted to add being a hypocrite to my resume." She joined him in laughing.

"Are you and Lena done with your shared hit? I wanna get ours done and my other three are in all different directions. I don't want to leave my husband alone in the apartment for too long. As it is I still don't know how I'm going to explain things. It's not like we can just sit down to dinner and I can just say 'Oh by the way I hope you don't mind but I'm a contract killer and I actually am a rare kind because I also offer demons hits. It's not like I have a bunch of blessed weapons in my bedroom special to kill your kind or anything. So how was your day Honey?' I can just imagine how that would go over." She glared as her brother's uproarious laughter. "It's not funny! God you are such an asshole! Just like him!" Allen stopped laughing.

"Oi! That's not true. You're more like both of them. Way more so than me." the both started laughing.

"God we both sound like them. Right when something goes wrong and-"Her brother cut her off to finish the sentence.

"And they start blaming each other like they aren't going to start making out any minute despite the house they are standing in being on fire."

"Yep. We grew up in a pretty interesting house. Honestly the fact that we function as well as we do is a miracle in and of itself. So tell me Romeo where art thou Juliet? She's got murder to commit."

"Okay, first off, never call me Romeo again. I hated that story-"

Luca cut him off, "Duh. Don't we all?" He rolled his eyes at his sister despite the fact that she couldn't see it. She knew anyway.

"She's waiting for you at that candy shop that you like. Are you going to be there soon? I left her there several minutes ago."

"Yeah I see her now. I better let you go. This demon's slippery. Take care little brother."

"Yeah you too. And would you stop that? You aren't that much older than me! It's only thirte-"

She cut him off again with a grin, "Goodbye Allen." and promptly hung up. Her motorcycle skidded over, just stopping at the curb where her friend stood waiting for her. "Somebody ordered a horse draw carriage?" Lenalee raised an eyebrow as she pulled on the helmet handed over.

"This is a bike." she pointed out. Luca shrugged and switched to the com link in the helmets.

"Yeah well they were all out of carriages." The Chinese girl climbed onto the back and wrapped her arms around the smaller woman's waist as the bike took off. They were quiet as the bike wove through the cars as it sped down the road and towards the next victim.

"Luca you need to be careful." The girl raised an eyebrow as she leaned against the wall with her legs crossed in front of her, hidden in the shadows of the building. Her bike was parked just down the road. Her last hit of the day lay on the other side of the block in a dark alley.

"What do you mean Lavi? Did you find something out for me?" the red head sighed at her lackadaisical manner.

"Yeah. I did. Your boy is neck deep in trouble. My sources say that the Noah are currently trying to unite with the Corleone family. Word on the street that your husband is the groom of the wedding. I don't know how you fit into all of that. But I don't like the sound of it. It could go two of either way. Either they want something from you and once they know it you'll be killed or He went off the reservation and married you before he knew what was going on. I know that Sheril Kamelot who is Desires of the Noah family. The man is seriously ambitious. He owns like half of hell. He's married to a human woman named Tricia Kamelot. I can't find her before she married him. It's like she didn't exist at all. They have two children. The older is Wisely Kamelot a couple of years younger than you and Allen. The other is Road Kamelot in her early teens. Both adopted. Pleasure is Tyki Mikk, he lives with them though is known to wander around with his friends. Two men. Momo and Clark. Again there's not much here on them. Except that they have a kid named Eeez." Luca nodded as she soaked up the information. It was good to know. The fact that the wife was almost non-existent was an interesting bit. She'd have to check the woman out.

"His friends, are they married?" she asked curiously.

"No, but they do share guardianship over the boy." She nodded. That was an unusual arrangement.

"Hmmm, how old is the kid?" Papers rustled on the other side of the phone indicating that he was looking for something.

"Eleven. No parents before the pair. He's sick. Looks like Tyki's the one that's been paying for the kid's treatment. Either he's got access to the family fortune or he's got a high paying job that isn't listed-oh wait here it is. On paper he works in that all demon hotel that his brother owns. He's on their payroll but conveniently enough it doesn't list his actual job. Seriously Luca," she noted how serious and worried Lavi was if he was calling her by her real name. "this is set up the same way that the gambling house is set up, with you and Allen. You're on the payroll but it doesn't say what. Considering this is a mafia family I'd say your husband is doing illegal activities." Luca snorted.

"Not like I can really throw any stones there Lav. What do you have on the brother and the kids?" Sheril was her main concern yet she couldn't over look the kids. She was killing by the time she was in her early teens.

"Both are in high school. Looks like Wisely is bright but lazy. His test scores are great but his grades are terrible because he doesn't do his homework. He's gotten into several fights. Looks like he's an informant. Other kids complain that he's always in their business and seems to know things he shouldn't. Sounds like his power might be mind reading. And strong too. Even some of the teachers say he knows things about their personal life that he shouldn't. I think I'd have your wards redone before you meet this kid. He could destroy everything if he gets into your mind."

"Yeah that sounds like a good idea. Master will be here tomorrow to redo the wards on the house. I'll have him redo mine too while he's here I guess. What about the girl? Tyki's mentioned her so I'd say that they were close." She asked.

"Road Kamelot. Just started her freshmen year. Her grades are all over the place. Some of her teachers say that some of her homework looks like the other kids are doing it. Road has gotten into a few fights and she always wins but she likes to be physical with her opponents unlike her older brother. Sounds like she's blackmailing the other students and runs it with fear which is pretty impressive as she's shorter than you and weighs less too. Kid doesn't have any figure at all. Small and cute. Evil is what her classmates call her. Sheril adores her. Literally this girl has everything. She's definitely his favorite. I always thought parents weren't suppose to pick favorites." Luca snorted.

"They're not. My dad went the other way and hated us both. So that's another option. Anything else? How about the rest of the family? I know the Noah keep a pretty low profile of their members especially the ones with titles." Lavi flipped through the papers again.

"I've got nothing on Judge, Pity, Corrosion, Bonds, or Ability. What are with these names?" He asked looking over the list. Luca walked away from the wall towards her bike. "I would say that Road is Dreams. Her powers are all over the place and mind reading could be Wisdom. Being high schoolers is the perfect cover for them. How many normal people would suspect a teen as being a dangerous murderous demon?" Luca sighed as she moved through the shadows silently towards her bike.

"I would." Lavi snorted.

"Beautiful I said NORMAL people. Of course you would suspect a kid. You don't trust anybody. No matter what." She rolled her eyes and then started counting on her fingers.

"You are missing two if you count the Earl. There's suppose to be 13. We know Bonds is actually a set of siblings. So who are the other two and what do you know about them?" He chuckled.

"Always the sharp one. Wrath and Lust. Seriously what are up with this names?"

"I honestly don't know that. I'd ask him but I'm not sure if that's a good idea. Maybe one of my guardians would know. I'll ask them later."

"Sounds good. Wrath's real name is Skinn Bolic and he's not very bright. I think Kanda's had a few run ins with him. He's strong but slow and stupid. His skin is really thick though. Seriously be careful if you meet him. Lust is a sexy French woman named Lulu Bell. That's all I've got on her. She doesn't do much. Always has other demons do her dirty work. I hear she's like Sheril though. Smart and manipulative. You aren't going to actually meet these people are you?" She sighed and slid her phone into her pocket before buckling her helmet. The call immediately moving to her headset.

"I don't know Lavi. I'm not really sure how this is going to go. One day at a time I guess. Anything else?" The motorcycle roared to life and she took off down the street away from the blood and the crime scene. Not that anyone would know it was her.

"I've got a file if you'd like to look at all the information. We'd be here for days if I tried to do it all over the phone. We've already been on the phone for over a hour Luca. Do you want me to bring you the file?" Luca was quiet for a moment.

"No. That's not a good idea. I'll come get it. Actually can I leave it with you. The last thing I need is for him to find it. I'll be over in a few."

Tyki looked up as the front door unlocked and then opened. The familiar sound of her bag hitting the floor by the door sounded next. She kicked the door shut and locked it again. Her keys landed in the dish with a loud clink. Luca trudged into the kitchen sniffing the air.

"How was work?" She looked up at him.

"Long and boring. Most of it was just sitting around waiting for somebody to do something. Are you cooking dinner?" She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist resting her head between his shoulder blades. Her head was pounding. He chuckled feeling her burrow her face into the back of his vest.

"I am. I didn't know when you would be home and you cooked last night." he shrugged though he glanced over his shoulder at her mess of long curls that cascaded down over her shoulders. "Is it windy out? Your hair is all over the place." This time she laughed.

"No. I have a motorcycle. It's helmet hair." He raised an eyebrow.

"A motorcycle? Now why does that sound like a bad idea?" She snorted and locked her hands over his stomach.

"Ha ha ha. You think you're very funny don't you?" He smirked and reached over for the pair of bowls sitting on the counter.

"That depends do I get to ride it?" She let go so he could finish up.

"Well considering that it's my only source of transportation unless I feel like stealing my brother's car than yeah you will eventually. So what's for dinner?" She asked leaning over to get a better whiff of the pot.

"Soup. It's from Portugal called Caldo Verde. It's good." She smiled as they sat down.

"Well it certainly smells good. I'm sorry I was gone so long. It ended up turning into a waiting game." He nodded as they sat down to eat. He decided to leave the questioning until after dinner. Once dinner was done they moved to the couch and she brought over two glasses of blood red wine before curling up to him, his arm draped around her shoulders. "So what did you do all day?" He chuckled.

"Cleaned, drank coffee, Road called and we talked for a little bit." She nodded.

"She's your niece right?" He nodded and smiled at the fact that she remembered.

"Yeah. I also ended up reading one of your books. Edgar Allen Poe." She grinned as he took another sip from his half empty glass, his mind was slowing down, no longer racing around.

"I love him. Which story did you read and did you read more than one?"

"I read the Masque of the Red Death. It was really good. When my phone rang it startled me. I had forgotten where I was." Her grin grew.

"I love when that happens. You should read some of his other stuff. The Raven is really good. It's well known and a lot of people can be a bit obnoxious about it but I adore the story. I actually adore his writing in general. Annabelle Lee is a good poem. The Tell-a-tale Heart is also amazing." He chuckled and took another sip. His eyelids were starting to get heavy.

"Must be. You're rather animated right now." she giggled but blushed a bit.

"I've been told that I get excited easily."

He laughed, "I didn't say that was a bad thing. It's cute." He leaned his head over and rested it on top of hers. Man, he was tired. He wanted to ask her something but he couldn't remembered what it was. "You're really cute." he hummed letting his eyes close. He'd rest them for just a minute.

So there you have it! Luca's gotten some work done and Lavi's informed her just who she's married too. As promised above next chapter things are going to get interesting~! The only thing I'm going to say is that Luca is really going to regret the next day and the chaos that will come with it. Oh well. Nothing is every truly calm around Luca and if it was she wouldn't know what to do! As always read and review. I can't wait to hear from you all. Don't forget that I love theories! Cheshire is out! Until next time!