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Chapter 1

"Death," Harry called after he made sure there are no bugs and ears on the wall. Room is a ridiculous. It was decorated probably by a clown. The room has abundance of red, gold, blue and more red colors. Harry was sure that circus clown prep room look like this.

"Master, this room.." Death paused as he took the room's decoration. He eyed red gold silk with suspicion for few moments then said, "I didn't know master got back on his Gryffindor tendencies."

"Oh shut up! Your sarcasm is not welcome here," Harry massaged his head, "Why did you choose him as a father? Surely there were plentiful candidates."

"Of course there were. But what do you think about these rebirths? These are vacations. Vacation's purpose is enjoying your time here and not causing big ruckus, saving hero's life, killing demon lord because he bored you," Death summoned a shadow chair from ground and sat with sigh.

"Yeah, yeah, not helping hero to save world," Harry wished that he can summon a cool chair like that, "But still I'm sure there was another man."

"Master, he was only one who far and near enough to this world's conflicts, so you won't get bored. As much as I wish I don't think master will appreciate a normal civilian life. So he was really only one suitable for you. You can participate this world's conflicts from far and you won't get bored quickly thus end your life," Death explained, his hood obscured his face as always but Harry could almost feel nervous expression from him. This made him suspicious, really suspicious.

"Riddle set you up, didn't he?" Harry glared at the death.

" Ah , why would you think that? Riddle definitely didn't set up by bribing to do paperwork, " Death muttered last part but Harry heard him.

"Damn it! What did I do to him?" Harry complained as he sat on ridiculous red silk pillow.

"Terrorized him by being your usual self, dragged him from his rest to just so you can terrorize him every single day," Death said with deadpan.

"But I do like antagonizing him. Isn't what friends do to each other? Why did you sell your master for couple of paper works? I'm your master, you know," Harry groaned.

"Master, stop being dramatic. Paperwork will always have a place in my hearth. Besides it was due to your one of vacations. You were terrorizing my reapers. So have a good life and please don't cause big ruckus," Death stood up and started to leave but Harry remembered something.

"Hey! Atleast give me back my magic," Harry shouted.

"No! You will destroy this world with your magic. But I did gave you that power," Death massaged his head.

"Power? You mean power to control water! Nooo, I don't want it. Give me that fruit thingys" Harry pouted, "And why do you always give me feminine appearance? "

" Don't pout. It doesn't sui..no it does suit you. Ofcourse I like my master to be beautiful just like me," Death muttered.

" You don't even have a face!" Harry growled.

"And no, I won't give you a devil fruit. I won't let master become a hammer. You will probably drown in first opportunity and come back to death realm," Death continued as if he didn't hear Harry.

"thus ruining your bet with Riddle" Harry sighed.

"thus ruining my bet. As for your water power, in world where water dominates it is the most powerful tool. But master do be cautious and don't repeat the jam incident. You don't want to spend another hundred year with Dumbledore and Grindelwald," with that Death left.

Harry shuddered as he thought about that hundred year, "Yes we really don't want that. But still death did say don't cause big ruckus so small one" he smiled evilly." And this room decoration has to go. Hey! Lackey," Harry yelled as he stood up.

"Yes, Ha..harry," the lackey opened the door.

"Don't call me that. Call me Young master! Isn't my father boss here?" Harry ordered with smile. He always liked it when people call him young master ever since that dimension.

"Yes, young master," the lackey bowed.

" Bring someone change this room's color. Green or more pale colors. Just fix this room, do it won't look like some kind of sultan harem room," Harry ordered.

"Son," Buggy slumped down. It was quite shock.

"You sure he is your son. If you want I can scan him for fraud," Mr.3 asked .

"Don't need. I know he is mine,"Buggy sighed.

"So you remember his mother?" Alvida sipped wine with slight smile.

"Ofcourse I remember she was," Buggy proudly exclaimed, behind him light shone, unshed tears filled his eyes-picture of remembrance. They all leaned close to Buggy, wanting to know about that woman.

"She was," Buggy continued.

"She was," Mr.3 leaned closer.

"She was," Buggy paused then slumped again.

"You don't remember,don't you!" Mr.3 yelled. And others fell over.

"Yes, I don't remember. But I'm sure she was beautiful, after all she managed to hook this genius buggy Jester. Bwhaa ha ha," Buggy laughed.

"True, he definitely didn't get his looks from you," Alvida said . Others nodded.

"WHAT! Are you saying this Director Buggy is ugly!?" Buggy yelled at her.

"But Director Buggy, are you happy that you have a son?" Cabaji asked.

"I never dreamed about having son but," Buggy said, his chin resting on one hand. He never dreamed about having children. Buggy doesn't like children. They are nasty, sweaty, pooping machines. And also children means spending his hard earned money. Buggy didn't want that. But now there is a his kid here, little Buggy who will…

"Buggy! Your face , face creepy," Alvida closed her eyes with one hand.

"My son, little buggy who will follow me. He he he," Buggy laughed. His son and Buggy will go adventuring through Grand Line, Buggy and his son.

"What kind of things are you dreaming?" Mr.3 asked with sweat drop.

"Cabaji !" Buggy yelled , "Prepare banquet , we need to tell everyone,"

"Yes, Director Buggy," Cabaji left in hurry.

"I'm sure my son will be dazed by my power, money, crew," Buggy laughed.

"I'm not sure about that," Mr.3 said as Buggy's son came through door.

A/N: So should I continue this?