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A/N: Criticisms are fine. Don't like, don't read. I apologize in advance for any mistakes.

Sorry, this took such a long time, my attention span has always been short and school life and work has kept me busy. Thanks for all the reviews, the recent ones finally made me get off my lazy-ass and get to writing.

~Chapter 3: The Sense of an Uzumaki!~

Samael, who was going by the name Mephisto Pheles was on a shopping spree in Japan. He bought things ranging from cute tiny trinkets, to deadly weapons and poisons. He especially bought a lot of food and had them stored in a carefully crafted space to prevent them from expiring. The food ranged from cute little candies, to large bowls of soups and other food.

Japan was literally 'heaven on earth' to the demon right now since they were far more interesting than the rest of the world. They had ninjas, samurai, and oh- the food! He made sure to buy kimonos for Naru and one for himself (except he had no idea how to put one on) and even dug out a Sakura tree to bring with him.

"Hey! We are missing one here!"

"How and why would someone dig out a Sakura tree?"

So, based on that conversation, he did it without permission. The tree he dug out also belonged to some important family (not that he cared, mind you; he is a demon) and they were in shock that it was done right under their noses.

"Oh, what are we going to say to the Master?!"

He snickered and left after that. Despite the pains he went through learning the language, the benefits were more than enough.

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"Naru~! I'm back-!" One, very energetic and sugar-high demon announced as he reappeared from his shopping. He held a large bundle around his neck full of souvenirs and some of it was on the verge of spilling out.

"Pfft." Naru couldn't help the snicker that came out. The demon looked like a little kid trying to move with all his belongings stuffed into a bag. It was such a funny and cute scene, and the demon was on sugar-high to boot. But even with the snicker, her face remained as it was - cool and blank. Until he brought out-

"I brought some ramen from Japan! Want to-" he didn't even get the chance to finish his question when he felt something warm on his cheek for a split second- and the ramen was gone from his hands. He blinked a few times while his mind rebooted itself. 'She...' he brought a hand up to the cheek that was pecked, and a goofy smile appeared as he blushed like a school girl.

'I got a kiss!' his tail swayed from side to side in happiness and he savored the feeling. It lasted until he heard a 'Clonk', the sound of an object falling and hitting wood. 'Huh?' he turned to look at the woman of his dreams that was finally showing some emotions- a pout. He felt faint-hearted while his mind worked hard to forever imprint that picture into his memory banks, and his heart pumped harder, but he held on firmly to reality- since this was the best event that has ever happened in the world. And because, somewhere in the back of his logical mind, he recognized that people pout when there is a problem not to their liking. Once he had realized this fact, his attention immediately zoomed back to the person in question, and he fretted.

"What wrong? Is there something bad in the food? It's not poisoned it is?!" he asked all these questions, but the pout firmly remained until he noticed what dropped: The chopsticks. He stole a glance at the bowl and her hand, and notice how it was shaking slightly. He felt the truth smack him in the head like a truck of marbles.

Naru didn't need food anymore since she wasn't exactly a normal human being anymore. Otherwise, how else would she be able to sit on a tree branch for who knows how long without moving a finger? And that was exactly the problem. She hasn't moved in such a long time that she was stiff and her fingers were no longer the nimble fingers that she once had; therefore she cannot use chopsticks that required nimble fingers.

Her pout deepen and she glared at the two offending sticks of wood that were preventing her from enjoying her bowl of noodles, the food of Gods. But she didn't have to worry since Mephisto took it upon himself to feed her. She happily opened her mouth and hummed a cheery tune as she ate.

Meanwhile, Mephisto was trying very hard to prevent the flood of blood from flowing from his nose- which he was succeeding since he wanted to remain awake to feed Naru. He was content and happy until he felt a familiar aura that chilled him to the very depths of his existence.

'No! I've been careless!' he thought in despair as Naru huffed at him impatiently. She noticed the aura, but she couldn't care less - her ramen was more important after all - but she did notice the familiarity of the aura, it was similar to her demon friend, and she could conclude that they were related somehow. And in a bad way if the way he was panicking was anything to go by.

Blue flames gathered quietly and ominously until a figure could be made out slightly within the flames. It was ugly though, to conclude Naru's thoughts, but she said nothing and had a face full of apathy.

"So there you are my son. I've been wondering where you have been going for the past few years..." the voice could be compared to rusted iron. It was scratchy, and very unpleasant to the human ear. As if they had screamed themselves raw from torture.

The Voice of Hell.

"Father... Is there something you need from me?" Mephisto managed to keep his voice even as he asked for the reason of Satan's appearance. Not many things could hold his father, even for just a second, so the fact that the King of Demons went through the trouble of finding himself a way to appear and stay in the human realm was astonishing and worrying.

"Why? Is there a problem? Can't I even visit my own son? I am the King, after all." he would've continued his speech, but he was stopped short by a commanding voice that dared to refute his claim.

"No, you cannot be the King." to Mephisto's utter horror and surprise, those words came from the one other person at the scene: Naru.

Satan's smiled cruelly and decided to indulge the human woman that dared to talk back to him. "Why can I not be the King? I am Satan, Ruler of Gehenna."

Naru proceeded to then, surprise both demons even more by actually standing up and pointing at some unseen star. "No, you may be a ruler, but you cannot be a king! That spot has already been taken by Ramen! The King of even the Universe!" she stated passionately. With some ramen in her system, she was starting to return back to her motivated and demanding personality. But that did not last long and she quickly sat back down and returned to the face that Mephisto had grown used to: Apathy.

But both men were still shocked at such an otherworldly claim. How can food be king? Satan was questioning his son's taste in women but even he found himself intrigue. He laughed, the sound coming out as a sinister, harsh grating sound.

"You found yourself an interesting women. I just may come back, but unfortunately, it may take a while since bodies are so hard to come by these days." he gave one last chuckle before the flames burned away and they were left with silence.

'What just happened?' Mephisto stared blankly at where his father once stood, his heartbeat settling down now that he gotten through the event unscathed.

"Mephisto... Ramen." the soft voice of Naru, unlike the the passionate voice she used before, commanded him for her food.

"Ah, yes." and he quickly went back to feeding her, the ramen miraculously remaining hot and undisturbed.

A red eye burned fiercely and nine tails twitched. The dolls were imprints of the original, so they had some resemblance of feelings of the original. And the doll was not happy at the event that was proceeding. The original was very protective of the ninja and bared his fangs at any men that tried to approach the clueless woman. He was once remarked and call 'Papa' by the two tailed, Matabi. Well, he'll show his 'Papa' side to this little demon that was courting and gaining favors from Naru.

But that will only happen after the doll gets in contact with the original. Which won't take long at all.