A/N: Hmmm wasn't sure if I should add more or stop where I did… adding more would negate effectiveness of actions taken… but would also allow me to continue writing and advancing the plot at a quicker pace – unclear.

Chapter Seven: Showing some affection.

Momo Velia Deviluke – the name of Hel's most trusted sister stared at his bright-red face with an all-knowing expression in her eyes, when Hel realized this – he hid his face with both hands as he sat quietly beneath the dining room table, his tail was still quivering from the incident and everyone had gone out for groceries – as a method of letting him being alone for awhile – with the exception of Momo, Mikan, and Lala.

His eyes were somewhat watery with the embarrassment it had brought, but he had not shed a tear. "Is she gone?" He asked, his voice is but a murmur, he was referring to Nemesis.

"Yes – she is still gone." Momo answered him in an instant, her heart was beating really fast and she wasn't sure why, but maybe it was something to do with Hel and what happened before she blacked out - but she was not quite sure because her eyes had been closed.

Hel on the other hand was beginning to build up a newfound resentment towards Nemesis within his heart, even though she may have been bred to be a weapon just like he had been… at least he did not stomp on the pride of other entities or do anything… disturbing to other individuals. Even with his status as a weapon.

"So, what now?" Momo asked him, holding out a hand like she would to a cowering puppy as he peered out from underneath the table, his cheeks were still bright red.

A blur of movement.

In the next second he was sitting on the edge of the table and rested his chin atop his left hand; the elbow of the arm of that left hand rested upon his left leg. "Good question," he mused, suddenly sounding deep in thought as though he was unfazed by recent events. "but first, like I had originally intended – let me hear of this plan you have which you didn't talk about on the phone."

This prince… recovers easily.

Momo's eyes narrowed and she contemplated for a few moments. "I can't, it's not something I can talk about with other boys who are outside the operation parameters." Was what she decided, instantly earning a loud and disapproving sigh from the somehow fully-recovered First Prince of Deviluke.

"I am your one and only brother, how can you group me into the category of other boys?" Hel asked, sounding outrageously offended, "And what do you even mean by outside of the operation parameters… just how awful is this plan of yours that you can't tell me - your therapist - about these sorts of things?" He asked, turning his head slightly as he looked down at her.

Her cheeks flushed red and Hel could literally feel it radiating from her face, "I-it's not that bad!" She let out an embarrassed cry.

"Well, let me see here – unless I do not recall correctly, you were fighting for the life of that girl probably because you like her company and the bloodlust in your actions was made obvious because you still have very little control over it and your emotions. From what I've gathered thus far: that girl had something to do with your plan and she is the brother of Rito." Hel mused out loud as he decided to go about solving the problem alone. "However, Mikan is also an apparent friend of Golden Darkness and was the primary reason why Nemesis decided to half-assedly put an end to my life – resulting in my injury and the prolongation of my existence..." Hel paused for a moment and Momo's eyes were filled with a semblance shock, at his sudden recovery and how advanced his train of thought had become compared to the last time they had been together. "I'm just going off of intuition here, but perhaps you believe that Mikan links Golden Darkness to Rito and will eventually lead to the two of them forming a relationship – but I've also heard that Lala Onee-sama is getting married to an earthling, and who other than Rito could that be?" Hel reasoned with a smirk slowly forming on his face, "I mean… you are all living in the same house, and perhaps you are also attracted to R-"

She pressed a hand against his mouth, "I get it okay?" She asked him, "You'll figure it out soon enough on your own, so I may as well just tell you now – is that right?"

"Zhas'abud'da'shum'uv'eht… (That's about the sum of it…)" He replied with a voice muffled by Momo's hand.

Suddenly, Hel detected motion as somebody turned the corner and entered the room. It was Mikan and her eyes widened at the sight before her, as Momo leaned close to Hel with a hand pressed up against his mouth. "Warui." She mumbled and walked out the way she came with a bright red face and not another word.

"I-it's a misunderstanding!" Momo turned her head towards and reached out towards Mikan with the hand that had once been covering Hel's mouth and called out to her… but she had already left. She turned back to face Hel, and he seemed to be glowing with an entirely different emotion than before...

"Daisuke, Momo-chan!" He sounded like a hopeless romantic who could no longer suppress his emotions - the expression in his eyes expression was dangerous when he grasped both sides of her burning face with both hands and she tightly shut her eyes clenched both of her fists, but before she could pull away from his grasp-

Chuuuu~

To be continued…

Author's Footnotes

Most of you have already expressed your concern with Hel stealing Rito's harem. Your concerns have been noted… seriously.