A/N:

Hey, thank you for the reviews, you guys are awesome! :3

Anyway, here's chapter 3. I know I haven't been keeping up with my posting promises, but I've been a little busy, despite it being the summer.


The next couple weeks were the weeks Beryl spent in the hospital, being treated by the strange nurses of the netherworld. And Mao would refuse to visit Beryl, despite his temptations to visit her. He knew, somewhere deep inside he should be sorry he put her through this. But her new attitude just sometimes wanted to make him rip her to shreds. One certain day, through- Mao couldn't help but visit her. Because he knew, somewhere deep inside.. was the old Beryl. However, the other part of him didn't believe this.. it was only a small truth, after all.

Which is why, as he stood in the office now, he realized how stupid he had been to actually think for a mere second he could get away with the task of bringing her back to the delinquent she once was.

And even more so, he thought himself as being idiotic enough to wake her up, with the jingling of his chains, and the abruptness of his entrance.. she sat in the cozy bed, eying him with curiosity of the object in his hands.

They stared at each other until Mao realized how embarrassing it was to be holding flowers in his hands that had been meant for her... a 'get well' presents. An extremely rare token of appreciation. A sign that her title, that she had cursed him with, was starting to get to him.

The blood rushed to his head, and a deep blush appeared on his face as he dropped the flowers.

After a while of the oddness that had filled the room, the former delinquent blurts out; "Ah, there you are. I've been wanting to talk to you, Mao." The way she said it was oddly polite for her new nature. He paused. Maybe all this time she's been asleep has been enough to recover some of her memories? But the way she said his name- a mean kind of way- made him feel odd. Like he was dead inside.

Yet his reply was simple, and more so- an excuse to get out of there.

"What is it?" He simply said with a sigh, picking up the flowers. "Make it quick, I have to leave."

"Hey- are those flowers for me?" She asks, with a sense of surprise and changing the subject, and for the very second he saw the reflection of the real Beryl in her hiding eyes, and her... sudden embarrassment. But quickly hiding her surprise- and sneered and gave him a long glare that he followed through- and he just rolled his eyes.

And then he stands there for a moment wondering if he should admit they were for her. The delicate daisies in his hands, the shocked expression on her face- it was a treat for him, but what good would it do for a demon like him, especially after all he's been through?

He goes to the trash to throw away the flowers, but is stopped, dead cold, by the shouting of a former delinquent who didn't want to let her past go.

"Mao! You- you don't have to throw them away!"

He feels his heart begin to pump louder and louder- his face turning scarlet red as he turns to face her- as she gets up from her bed, and walks towards him, with a look on her face that he couldn't stand.

"I know those are for me," She says darkly, and he can't help but stare at her face for a couple seconds.

"N-no they're for someone else," He lied, feeling the sweat on his skin, but very quickly Beryl could tell from the look on his face- that it had lies written all over it.

So in a strange way, she grins, and the feeling of being caught overflows Mao's brain.

"Just hand the flowers over, and no one gets hurt." She smiles sweetly as she says these words, and Mao realizes that he probably should hand over the flowers, considering all the new found power she has now, being Overlord and all.

As he releases his grip on the flowers, she snatches it immediately, almost hungrily, and he feels himself go red in the face, with embarrassment. She sniffs the flowers in her hands, and is brought about the wonderful and odd smell of raspberries, if so even possible in a small plant. And she smiles in sweet satisfaction as annoyance crosses Mao's face.

And then...

"Can I ask you something?" She asks out of nowhere.

"Shoot for it." He replies, giving a glare at her and quickly adds in a little white lie; "Just don't ask about the flowers; they're not mine."

"What happened before I ended up in the office?"

"Eh-" His eyes widened in surprise. She hadn't wanted to discuss about it anymore, last time he checked. But he answered anyway. "You were brainwashed by the PTA, and then you were sent back to the school's office for examinations to make sure every memory was wiped off and replaced with nothing but things an Honor Student would do."

"And how do you know that is true?"

"Because I watched you, every inch of the way..." He fought back tears from his eyes, knowing how stupid it would be to cry, and forced the next words out of his mouth. "Until you were molded and crafted into what an perfect Honor Student is."

"You watched me get brainwashed?" She yelled with surprise.

"I let them do it because I couldn't stand who you were before. You were always forcing me to donate blood with you- or volunteer with you! It was disgusting! So I let them force you into being an Honor Student. Besides, I had no excuse to prevent this from happening!"

"You.. you bastard." She shouted. "And you call yourself an Honor Student. A real Honor Student would've done something, but all you did was twiddle your thumbs and sit there, and watch me get brainwashed. Your not an Honor Student. Your just someone who pretends!"

"So you actually admit you've been brainwashed?"

"Straight to the point, huh? Well, It sounds right... but I still don't believe it."

He felt himself stare at her again, feeling the former delinquent look into his eyes for just a moment, but she looked away immediately, not wanting to hold a staring contest. After a while, he looked away as well.

"I'm leaving." Was the last words that came out of his mouth before exiting the room.

He knew he had to give her time to decide what she was going to believe. The lump in his throat meant he was afraid (although it's something he would never admit) that Beryl wouldn't agree with him, and be stuck with his title.. and the title of Overlord. Titles that should rightfully be his.

As he walked home he pondered these types of things. But he always went back to the same memory- the same feeling recognized as being afraid- and the lump in his throat just got wider.

What if, Beryl never returned back to herself?

He knew inside he shouldn't be happy about it. But as the question filled his mind, he found unexpected joy dominate over his fear. He wondered how he could be happy about this, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized by the sudden beating of his heart and sweaty hands that happened only around her- as well as the fact he had given her flowers- that he no longer thought of her as a friend.

It made him pause as he thought of it, minutes away from the Overlord's (now Beryl's) castle. He turned around and looked back at the hospital, surprisingly close to his home, and sneered. And he thought; How revolting. I have no feelings for her, just as she has no feelings for me. How dare I think for one minute- that my rival be suitable for my crush! And walked towards the castle.


When he left, Beryl jumped back onto the hospital bed, and closed her eyes. Tomorrow, she would be well enough to get out of this hell-hole, and proceed to claim the castle that was now rightfully hers. But yet, the more she thought about it, the more her stomach twisted uncomfortably.. as if it was giving her a bad sign.

Immediately, the white haired boy, her age, popped into her head. He went by Mao, and had the title of #1 Honor Student before she had taken it from him. She knew that. But really, just who was this kid? And what was he doing, trying to take care of her? Why was she so important to him? From the small information she knows about him, the best she could come up with was because his dad was the Overlord. And now she was rightfully Overlord. But he'd tried to kill her once, before he saved her.

It made no sense to her why he would do such a thing. But it made her oddly happy...

Demons weren't supposed to act the way he did, were they? Or did he act upon his own whim?

Either way, he was an interesting demon. He always acts like he knew her before, when she realizes, that- she doesn't even know him at all, if ever.

His information through... just oddly made sense.


As he arrived, Geoffrey took his coat and set it on the coat rack. Immediately he was greeted by an worried Almaz.

"Mao where have you been?" He asked, expressing sheer worry on his face. A foolish expression in Mao's eyes.

He thought for a moment what he could say, instead of the fact that he was visiting Beryl whom he had put in the hospital. Because that would make him sound pathetic and weak, just like the one standing before him.

So, he answers carefully, not really a lie but not the truth either.

"I don't have to tell you where I went. I just went on a walk to get some fresh air." He slightly lies, and Almaz eyes him questionably.

"Just went on a walk? But you were gone for hours!" He manages to say.

"I went on a really long walk!" He screamed, starting to get agitated at Almaz, as his face begins to get red.

But before Almaz could reply, the door was slammed open as an unexpected visitor enters the house.

"Hello, Mao. I'm here to take the castle now." Raspberyl says in a sing-song tone.

"You- but I thought you were at the hospital!" He replies, and she just grins as she lets out a giggle.

"They let me out early, and since I'm the new Overlord it's about time I take over this castle~ you can all be my servants through."

"I don't want to be your servant, and this castle is mine!" Mao snaps, and she smiled wickedly.

There were so many questions right now, Almaz didn't know where to begin.

"Oh? So your rebelling against me? May I remind you how much power I hold in my hands now, or should I let the fist do the talking?" She screams back at him. Almaz looks at her with concern.

"Um... could you guys not fight, please?" He asked quietly, and they both shot him a death-glare.

"Oh, it's on!" Mao shouts, charging towards her with his sword, but the new Overlord easily blocks his attack and sends him flying to a wall.

None-the-less, Mao isn't ready to give up yet. An enormous amount of green energy comes out of his hand as he tackles Beryl and holds her there for three second. Then the energy explodes and sends Beryl flying to the other wall.

But Beryl wasn't ready to give up either. Quickly she runs towards Mao, summoning her book and casting Omega Fire on him, and burning him until she felt satisfied. Mao summoned Ice to enrapture Beryl, letting explode with the shout of Mega Ice!

It was then that things got deadly. Equally injured, They both summoned their most fearsome attacks- Mao summoning his first and Beryl summoning hers last- and in the process destroyed half of the castle. Almaz knew both of them could cause a lot of damage. It was who was left standing that shocked Almaz...


A/N: Chapter 3 ends here.

Hope you enjoyed it~ this chapter was fun to write. (Probably because I accidentally switched it to present-tense instead of writing it in past-tense. Argh. )

It's probably a little late to fix the present-tense issue. Hehe.