Lemon warning, Lemon warning.

If you're not interested, ignore these → '~Lemon~' And move on to the next with the '~Lemon END~'.

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Also, a little Wo Long inspiration at the end, there.

~NRK~

They didn't have much time before the Emperor would arrive. Maybe two more days before he'd be here so they had to handle their affairs.

A day after his 'rest day' of shoots, meetings, and healing plans, Obito adjusted his v-neck, long-sleeved, dark blue top, his baggy black pants, and pair of black flats, the man's hair a good bit longer for some reason.

'I guess using Altered State causes hair growth,' he'd have to get this cut, running his hand through it with a scoff.

"You could probably tie it back," Cerebella said sheepishly in a black crop top, orange sweatpants, and her acrobat boots, Vice-Versa currently sitting in a fanny pouch near her waist. "I mean, it won't hurt."

"Hmm…" Obito shrugged before pulling his hair back before braiding it at high-speeds.

Cerebella gawked at the fact the man's hands were so damn dexterous. "What the heck?!"

"You do remember I have the fastest reaction speed, gun-remaking time, and throwing speed, don't you? My fingers are useful for my jutsu as well, I need to make sure I'm not flubbing anything."

Looking awed, Cerebella cleared her throat. "R-Right."

"So…" they crossed a street corner before coming to a stop outside a building across the street.

The men and women standing guard flinched at the sight of them, Cerebella looking nervous, before Obito led the two of them over to the frozen guards.

"Be at ease, I'm simply here to return Cerebella," the former-Medici told them without much heat or intensity.

They seemed to slacken, some of them still looking nervous, and a few looking at him with hope.

He'd be dashing those ones' feelings. 'No offense to you all,' Obito thought as they entered. 'But you should have left long ago.'

As they walked in, the lower floor filled with nothing but clean floors, walls, and empty furniture confused him.

"Actually, now that I think about it," Obito cupped his chin as Cerebella sighed. "... Did me leaving truly cause such a shift, Cerebella?"

"Obito, you were, basically, the second-biggest lynchpin here," the acrobat told the adoptive father, surprising him. "I… I don't know if you'll even find Lorenzo here or not, I think you'd be better off going to the River King's Casino."

"Black Dahlia?"

"Yeah, her and everyone else on my side went that way."

"... Let me see Vitale, then," Obito said as Cerebella grew more nervous but nodded all the same. "Trust me, Cerebella, it's best to face this as upfront as you can," he encouraged as they went up.

As the slowly flickering lights of Medici Tower greeted them, Obito crossed his arms with a soft frown.

"Do ya ever really… N-Not to say it'd be wrong or not," Cerebella began weakly. "But do you ever feel bad about leaving?"

"Not in the way you believe, I didn't have a love for this life, it was never really something I ever liked," she looked shocked. "The thing is, I did cherish the connections I had at the very least. Let's see… Despite her clear sadistic nature, her vain sense of importance, and just her need to embarrass me, Black Dahlia was a thorough teacher & confidant," Obito considered her for a moment. "And she's not so attached to Lorenzo in situations like this if you'd believe it."

"?!"

"Black Dahlia's place here was never more than personal interest, Cerebella, she's very willing to side elsewhere if it benefits her. Don't be too broken-up about it, she doesn't really choose to make things 'muddy' as she leaves but she'll do so with what she wants. Likely, she'll take The Girls, her bunny waiters if you didn't know, a serious amount of money, maybe you all in the performance crew, and some blackmail before vanishing for a time. She once told me that, if the time came, she wanted me to come with. She's more aware than she lets on."

"T-That's crazy!" Cerebella said as their box came to a stop. "S-So, wait, she's not here because…"

"Yeah."

The acrobat was left speechless as the doors opened and revealed-

"W-What the hell is happening?!" Cerebella covered her mouth as Obito's eyes widened before they narrowed.

"Dammit! Come on, this is likely the assassin!" Obito ordered as they ran down bloodied halls and dead bodies. "Shit! I knew that old bastard wouldn't hesitate, they snuck in!"

As they followed Obito's senses, the man's eyes widened at a yell.

"A-AH!?" Came a cry that could only come from one man.

"VITALE!?" Cerebella shouted as she and Obito slid into view of an open door-

And found a knife right between her eyes-

Obito's hand snapped out, Sharingan burning as that mere half a second was processed at speeds befitting a supercomputer.

Vitale's gasping, bloody, form on the ground.

The assassin's widening eyes.

And the sight of a blackening casket that held a still comatose Lorenzo's body.

Cerebella's eyes snapped open as the world around her blurred before there was a heavy CRACK, the side wall erupting into cement, wood, and paint.

"W-What?!" Her eyes looked around with a throbbing feeling in her chest that got worse as she heard the wet cough below her. "V-Vitale…" Cerebella swallowed, kneeling to the gasping man's form. "H-Hey, we're gonna get you out of here. Just hold on-!"

She'd put on Vice-Versa, the hat's arms sprouting and beginning to lift the harmed Medici.

And it all came to a stop as he placed a hand on one of the Living Weapon's forearms. "H-Hmmm," he grunted. "Stop…"

"What do you mean?! You're DYING!"

"Cerebella, sweet Cerebella… I'm a foot in the grave," the groaning man uttered before coughing up more blood. "W-While I'm sure my brother could have saved me earlier, I'm..." He coughed up blood.

There was another explosive burst of wall before a brutalized assassin hit the ground behind them.

Cerebella jumped before a hand landed on her shoulder, a kneeling form's glowing white hair catching her attention.

"Hold o…" Obito began to say, Altered State beginning to enact another bodily healing before his eyes widened, Sharingan snapping up and down the weakly grinning Vitale's form. "... You were poisoned long ago, weren't you?" He asked in a whisper as Cerebella's body flinched. "Undead Rot is permeating his body from the heart down," he told the weak-kneed young woman.

"W-What?! Obito, please, you can do something!" Cerebella pleaded with the grimacing man.

"The effects of Undead Rot aren't normal," he told her as he rested a hand on Vitale's chest. "..."

"It's… I-It's been fed to us for the past week," Vitale told him as he grinned a bloody smile at the tearing-up Cerebella. "I-It was good… You weren't here," he groaned softly. "Had you not gone to find him, you'd have been in just as much danger," he told the horrified acrobat before focusing on Obito. "Brother… I know you a little less than I thought but I know enough. Take care of her."

"I will," the white-haired man said. "Vitale, there were a lot of things I wanted to talk about, things that you might not have been a fan of, things you might have taken some time to see, but I'm sure you'd find something that made you make the right choice, like now," Obito closed his eyes as Vitale's eyes began to close. "I didn't care for our mafia, not once, but I cared about you, Marcus, and most of our other family members."

The short but stout man closed his eyes for good with a smile and a hum.

Seconds passed before the air was filled with Cerebella's sobbing.

The Medici Mafia line was officially dead.

Obito's eyes narrowed as his eyes went to the opening pod, a ghoulish figure leaving it with heavy thuds for steps.

"Does the Emperor truly know no shame?" Obito whispered as he gripped the crying young woman's shoulder one more time before getting up and turning to that zombified Lorenzo. "Good night."

There was a flash of white before the zombie hit his knees, his head hitting the floor.

"Dammit, dad."

He made a call.

~NRK~

Parasoul sat within her office with a somber frown. "I see…" She uttered. 'The Medici are officially, and fully, dead,' she thought with neither sadness nor hate by this point.

She'd wanted them gone, of course she did, Parasoul was like many others in New Meridian and yet… Now, they were.

And there were 'pieces' to fix and figure out.

"If it comes to it, Obito, I'm sure Cerebella could find a place in the Black Egrets."

-I'd think the same but… I have a feeling that won't work out- Obito said as Parasoul closed her eyes at the sobbing on the other side of the call. -Just know, the Emperor hasn't just made his move, he's crossed LINES, and that's officially too much for my taste. I'm not about to start a war, Para- The man began.

There was a sort of tension there that had her releasing a soft breath.

-But know this above all else, I'M winning any that come if it's the last thing I'll do-

~NRK~

Obito sat in the lobby with all the horrified, pale-faced, guards, a teary-eyed Cerebella, and Marcus.

The oldest Medici… Alive rubbed at his eyes, glasses in his hands.

"Goddess damn it all, Vitale," the man whispered with a grimace. "Damn this family sometimes," Marcus released a shuddering sigh before looking at Obito with pained eyes. "What do we do about this? About them?" He gestured to the nervous Mafia goons. "To Cerebella's safety?" He said kindly to the head-down woman.

"... I-I can't…" The teal-haired teen gripped her biceps with a quiver. "I-I can't…"

"It's fine," Obito held his head with a frown, head down in thought. "Parasoul knows already and is giving me free reign here, the issue is… What do I do with the pieces left? Father was many things and he was a wicked businessman amongst all else. He's still got stakes, shares, and files in different companies that need to be… I suppose, maintained? It sounds odd coming from me but that much money can not disappear. There are things that can be done with it for the betterment of others."

"Then, I suppose, maybe you should reveal what undertable deals dad made," Marcus began, sitting up with another sigh. "And seize the others? I know dad had a big stake in restaurants."

Obito's mind twitched at that as he closed his eyes one more time. "Hmm… I'll handle those, Marcus, but I can't be handling all of them. There are some businesses I have little knowledge of nor will I be able to focus on them with Marie's development…" Obito's eyes slowly opened before he sat up and held Cerebella's shoulder. "And that's why, Cerebella, I'd like for you to help with some of this."

"W-What?" The teen flinched, looking at him in confusion. "Obito?! I-I'm not made for that, I can't…"

"I think you can do a lot but I also know you want something to do to remember him for the man who helped you," she sniffled. "Living, learning, and being well are the best things you can do for Vitale, now. He believed in you and so do I."

"..."

"I'll give you time to truly make your decision but, at the very least, is there a business you want untouched, Cerebella?"

"... T-There's an orphanage," she whispered. "I-I wanted to donate to them and Vitale convinced Lorenzo to buy them."

"Alright, they'll remain as they are and I'll divert some of the other funds into schooling and professions," Obito told her with a smile as she grew teary-eyed once more. "We'll keep them alive and well. For now, though, I have clones going through everything and we'll hopefully be able to categorize all of it. Now, next point of discussion, what do we do with you all?"

The ten guards of the former-mafia fidgeted.

"..." Marcus's frown grew a bit more strained. "I'll leave that to you, Obito, I'm not going to delve into these ones."

Obito nodded before coming to a conclusion. "Then, from here on out, all of you," he declared with finality as they looked at him with hope. "Will be working under me from now on. You will work for my estate as staff and security, you will learn what I tell and pay you to learn, you will not make moves on your own without informing me, and, last but not least, if I catch a SINGLE HAIR out of place, YOU'RE ALL going to jail by MY hand. ARE. WE. CLEAR?"

"YES, SIR!" The ten squealed as Cerebella looked at him with hope, Obito raising a brow at her.

"... Are you sure?"

"Y-Yeah, I want in," she told him as she removed Vice-Versa from her head and held him in her hands, the Living Weapon looking at her with concern. "... I can't return to the circus, to my stunts, not anymore."

"Then what's the first thing you wish to do to move forward?"

"... I-I don't know, what do I do?"

"Well, for one, move into the new estate once I've finished it. I'll have to add another floor for the staff and extra rooms, just so you know, so it'll be some time. During it, well, if you know anyone you're familiar with is having second-thoughts on the former mafia, let me know."

Cerebella perked up, looking nervous. "Oh man, crap, I forgot about Fang and Beatrice," she groaned. "We need to go and talk with Black Dahlia."

"We do and I have something that will ease up the process," Obito smiled as a clone came down the elevator and handed him a series of bank statements. "That man really did have too much money, I swear," he smirked. "So, I'll be making a proposition for her that should, hopefully, help everyone in the end. She'll get to use her sadism and we won't have to worry about too many gangs."

"O-Obito, I swear, you're terrifying sometimes," Marcus said with a shaky smile as Cerebella nodded.

"But it makes sense, right? W-What if someone tries to pay Dahlia to attack us?" The acrobat asked and Marcus's face went blank.

"Ah."

"Exactly. For now, Marcus, I'm assuming you're not coming?" Obito asked.

"I've met that woman ten times throughout my life, I'm not adding anymore if I can help it."

"Very well."

~NRK~

Arriving at the River King's Casino had been met with several shocked looks from visitors as the bouncer wore a nervous grin and let the two of them in without trouble.

"Thanks, Traylor, this won't be long," Cerebella told him as they walked on in. "Last time I spoke with Fang, she said that they were in the VIP rooms. They're all mostly there, thankfully, so it's just one spot."

"Alright," Obito said as he adjusted a pair of black gloves onto his hands. "A just-in-case," he told her.

"... I know how strong you are, damn near everyone does by this point, but please be careful."

"It will literally depend on Dahlia-I may have come up with another way to get her to change sides but that will include property damage that I'll need to keep elsewhere."

"What do you mean?"

~NRK~

"Obito, I swear to the goddess, if this is a joke, TELL IT NOW!"

Obito leaned forward with intent, elbows on his knees as that woman looked at him with a growing smirk.

"Hmm, a student who believes he can best the master. Well, he has but with a caveat of not using crazy powers? I could take that deal~," the veiled woman said before observing Cerebella for a moment. "... They're both dead, aren't they?"

The teal-haired teen flinched before looking down. "Y-Yeah," she admitted. "It was an Emperor spy," she frowned deeply. "He did it."

"I'd assume that the spy is in jail?"

"He's dead," Obito told the surprised but pleased-looking woman. "Now, to sweeten the deal," the man held up a manilla envelope that was gently taken by a blonde bunny woman with a skull mask and bow. 'Why do I feel an odd amount of tension from this one?' Sweat fell down his brow as Dahlia smirked.

Opening the envelope with her single normal hand, Dahlia looked it over.

"... Hm, hm, hm, you pose a powerful argument."

"I'm told I'm good at that."

"Still, what should happen if I win our little fight?"

Obito's hands steepled in front of his mouth with a twitching brow. "A reasonable request with mostly limitless boundaries."

"Oh, I'm going to enjoy that," Black Dahlia grinned. "Deal."

"I want it in writing."

"I really did teach you too well."

~NRK~

An hour later, Obito, Marie, Filia, and Carol arrived at the Black Egrets base.

Leading the girls into the field, they found a waiting Umbrella and Parasoul.

Obito made a clone. "Take them through the exercises, we'll spar in half an hour," the copy nodded as he took the students away before having them stretch. "I made a few moves earlier," Obito said to Parasoul.

The woman crossed her arms in thought before her visible eye went to him to find a stoic man at her side. "... I can tell, you know, you're clearly affected by this," Parasoul whispered, hand coming down to grasp his own.

Obito sighed as he held hers back gently, the princess shooting him a concerned look. "Despite his aspirations, as a normal person around a dinner table? Vitale was more my brother than he ever was when we were at the Tower," he frowned softly as she pressed her forehead to the side of his. "Dammit, I feel like there were things that might have needed to be done before today but I guess not making it on time was my specialty."

"None of that, you were literally bedridden for a week, how can you say that?"

"I'm a confused man, a lot of the time."

She hummed at that before nodding. "I understand, at least, I hope so," Parasoul said as he pressed his forehead to hers, getting a smile out of his significant other. "I think your love for your family and yet morals can create a complicated conflict. You're just someone who's trying to have it all, in a good way," she chuckled as Obito sweatdropped. "Sadly, it's not possible, at least, not just any person can have everything."

"... I suppose so," Obito said with a shrug as Parasoul smiled.

Only to blush as his hand found her cheek and lips pressed against hers.

The feeling was familiar, especially the act of him just doing it out of nowhere but, despite that, Parasoul was aware of this man's tendencies to tease.

Her hands found the sides of his face as she pressed back, the taller adult holding onto her lower-back with his other hand.

They parted a few moments later, Obito holding her close with a chuckle as the princess blushed but smiled all the same.

"That's the second time this has happened. One would think it would have occurred quite a few more times."

"Are you implying something?"

He whispered to her, the hand on her cheek turning Parasoul's cheeky grin towards the eye-rolling Obito.

He kissed her again and she accepted it with every part of her being.

Kissing, dating, relationships of a romantic persuasion? They weren't things she'd ever been familiar with. As the princess of the entire kingdom, a large & well-known presence in New Meridian, and what Molly and Roxie had complimented her as being a good-looking woman, Parasoul had never had these kinds of chances.

Now? She'd not only found them, gained them, and lived them, she'd gotten it from the most impossibly ironic source. A man of Medici blood and yet powerful character, two things that he did share with his father but they came together to form a man who could take on the world for one child. One he'd made his own.

She blushed something fierce as they parted again, chuckling shyly as Obito raised a brow.

"Something curious?"

"N-No, well, nothing so drastic. I just… This is all new for me, I'm not used to having a paramour, I've always been preparing for things that weren't social in kind."

Obito considered the bashful princess with another kiss to her cheek. "I think you'll get everything you want out of our relationship, at least, I hope so. I'm not exactly 1 for anything when it comes to relationships," he chuckled sheepishly. "I mean, you can imagine why?"

"I can but, at the same time?" She shot him a curious pout, a sophisticated sight that also showed a sort of childish quality to his princess. "I can see the opposite, Obito, by all metrics, you are a catch," Parasoul blushed a bit as her hands slid down his cheeks to his neck to his shoulders. "A powerfulbuild, good height, attractive features, an intelligent mind," she said as her hands slid down to his biceps and gave him a good grope, face reddening more as she did while Obito blushed but smirked all the way 'down'. "A-Ahem, you're clearly of sound mind, an ANALYTICAL mind, good wealthy, and power, I'd ask how you remained single."

The man blinked in confusion, looking at her curious expression before closing his eyes.

"The best way to put it, Para, is that I simply can't connect with most women. I'm not normal, even outside of my Medici blood. As a child to a man, I was never really 'childish'," he explained, gaining a very confused Parasoul for his troubles. "People thought I was 'off', mentally, but the truth is, I simply wasn't an dumb boy. I was very smart and capable of knowing everything that was going on around me. I knew the horrors of my family from a young age and understood the depth of such things for just as long."

"My goodness…"

"It's sadly the 'upside' that comes with such a situation. I knew better, I knew what evil was, I was a kid who knew how to be a good person and had no real option to do so. With that in mind, the people who'd have wanted to date me were, usually, of not-sound alignment save for my sister-in-law's dating suggestions and those women I don't know well enough to say if I'd be able to connect with them."

"... So, me?" She asked him, touched and more intrigued.

"You were in many ways similar to me but you were the opposite. You had a good family, noble intentions & blood, and a straighter path than I did. And, even with that, you followed through with your own tragedies and came out a stronger person, I couldn't do that."

Not the real 'Child Obito', no, Obito knew that well.

Parasoul looked over his somber smile with a discerning eye. "... When you lost your mother, was it so bad?"

"Yes. Without question, without a shadow of a doubt, when I lost someone, I was always mere inches away from madness and destruction."

She tilted her head at him, hands coming up and caressing his cheeks.

"I'd say you're a lot better than that."

"And I'd say, you're trying to appease me, I'm glad, I am, it's just not so easy to see it that way. Not for me."

"Hmm," Parasoul nodded. "Well, in that case, I think you did find your way out," she smirked as he smiled. "If not from the things you've done now than it's shown by one single thing."

"And that is?"

"Taking in Marie and calling her your own," his woman grinned as Obito blinked, confused.

"I… I'm sure it says something about me, of that you'll find no opposition, but I just see it as trying to show her she can live a life outside of just hate," her man said as Parasoul chuckled.

"Because you've related to her and used that to not only stop her destruction & pain but to heal her. Marie's only been a 'normal' child for, what, a week? And yet look at the changes in her."

They did and Obito's eyes softened at the former-Skullgirl, and Patricia, doing sit-ups with the help of Andy and Tommy.

She laughed at something Filia said, gestured at Umbrella with cute ideas, and even just smiled a lot.

"You gave that girl not just the world but a chance to become an amazing person," Parasoul told him as he held her lower-back securely. "I think that shows you've learned, conquered, and opened more doors for other people to follow suit."

"Hmm, I suppose I have," Obito said, holding her close. "Honestly, where would I have been without you?"

"Mentally? Single."

He rolled his eyes with a grin as she smiled.

"So, should I start listing off your good points?"

"Being flattered, for one of a few times, would be delightful."

~NRK~

One day left before the Emperor arrived, Parasoul nodded to Obito as the two of them finished planning.

Looking over the military map in the center of the room, Adam nodded.

"The magical sensors have been noticing an odd 'hole' in their pathing," the military man frowned deeply. "This is problematic, we can't point this out, can we?"

"That's mostly my fault," Obito said in the same clothes from the day before, the man adjusting his top. "I'll see what I can do about that, though."

"While I'm not exactly a fan of the results, what's done is done. That said, what do we do if they ask where he is?"

"We'll then ask them why they're wondering where a normal citizen is," Parasoul responded calmly as her brow twitched at the map. 'The Emperor's really bold this time around.'

They'd received a missive that morning from him, the Emperor stating he'd prefer a specific venue for their arrival and even some accepting Empire dishes.

A little annoying, sure, but that would have been fine… So, why the hell was the man asking for her to be as 'kind' as her father? W-What the hell had he meant by saying she 'Had too much fire'?!

'Stop, stop, he's just being as stubborn as last time,' like when she'd first stepped forward as the leading member of the royal family-Uh-oh, she was getting angry again. "We'll handle it," Parasoul said rather tersely before releasing a breath. "I swear that man is trying to just be annoying."

"I've never met him in person," Obito said. "But he's, apparently, rather 'grandfatherly' in the same vein as being stubborn and not liking change," he said with a smile. "Thank God only a few of the folk at the retirement homes are like that. And, usually, I can get them to see reason with a little tapioca bribery."

Roxie snorted as Molly snickered. "Tapioca? I thought that was a myth," the mechanic grinned.

"No, it is very real, you'd be surprised by how much you can buy in bulk."

"Bulk?" Panzerfaust blinked.

"Yes, I have an 'in' with some wholesalers and retailers, I get it in bulk."

They continued on with the planning before finally ending their talks.

"Alright, everyone, get some rest and prepare for training in an hour," Parasoul said as Obito sniffed his bicep with a small groan. "?"

"I need to shower," Obito said with a weak smile. "I'm not going near anyone smelling even a bit off and in a tight top."

Parasoul's eyebrows rose before she blushed and shook away the image. 'Stop, stop,' how odd.

Ever since their kissing session yesterday, Parasoul had been rather… Heated, to say the least.

It'd been something she could ignore, of course, she had self-control after all.

But this planning session… Oh, this planning session, the missive, and now the thought of Obito in a skin-tight top had made that 'heat' rise.

'I've seen Panzer and Adam in those kinds of clothes,' she tried to rationalize.

But then she realized, wait, Obito's muscles would be ones that could be TOUCHED without weird looks!

"I-I might need to go and sit down," Parasoul announced before quickly taking her leave, Umbrella perking up from atop Obito's shoulders as Marie tilted her head.

"Dad, is this going to be difficult?" The former-Skullgirl asked before Obito hummed.

"Sadly," he said with a shrug. "There's nothing we can do about it, the Emperor's always been known as a man who has no qualms with being obstinate."

"... What's that word mean?" Umbrella asked.

"It means 'stubborn' for people who hate words with shorter syllables."

~Lemon~

Parasoul facepalmed outside of Obito's Black Egrets quarters.

"What am I doing?" She muttered, the fact this room was the farthest from the entrance certainly not doing her mind any favors. "Wait, why am I even flustered by such an idea?" Parasoul blushed for reasons she felt were on the tip of her tongue.

Yet couldn't say them even if she got more embarrassed as the seconds passed.

She heard footsteps in the room before knocking on the door. 'It's fine, I just need to finalize some things with him-' The princess had said, eyes going to Obito as the door opened-

And found a hot chest in front of her, the redhead's jaw not working as her prepared smile froze on her face.

"Parasoul?" Obito blinked with an embarrassed frown, the man tightening his towel.

Her eyes went down to the action before her head snapped up with red skin, Obito clearing his throat as he did his best to lean his lower-half out of view.

"O-Obito, um," the woman fumbled her words as the man nodded.

"... Let's just get onto why you're here," he offered her the out with a calm smile.

The princess's blood pressure shot up. "I want to touch your chest."

The hall went silent as Obito's eyes slowly went flat as Parasoul began to turn bright red.

"... I'm sorry, I believe I misheard you."

"That's not… You didn't."

There was silence once more, Obito looking more confused as time went on.

"... So, you want to touch my chest?" He asked one more time for clarification.

"Yes," she answered, mind awhirl with confusion. 'No, dammit, why did you tell him?!' Parasoul screamed at herself in disbelief as Obito mulled over the idea before shrugging and letting her in.

"Well… Come in."

Watching the man gesture inside, she robotically entered before jumping at the sound of a closing door.

"Yes, well," Obito started off awkwardly. "... I only closed the door because you don't want people to see you doing whatever is happening?"

"Y-Yes, that's true!" Parasoul said with a weak grin before clearing her throat and bashfully sitting on his bed end. "So, let's try this here."

His eyes suddenly went wide as he held onto his towel. "You mean like this?"

Parasoul's eyes trailed his abdomen- "Yes, like that."

Obito really wondered if Parasoul really knew where this was going as he walked over and sat down.

The creaking bed emphasized his greater weight. "Um, how much do you weigh?" She asked like an idiot.

He chuckled at her awkward question. "Last I checked? I was around 220 pounds," Obito told her while leaning forward. "I've lost a bit of weight recently, you know why."

His coma, yes, she did. "I see, so, usually, you're 230?"

"Got it on the dot."

Parasoul's mind found that fact interesting before she looked at his chest again.

The smooth yet firm surface entranced her for a second before her eyes went down his sides, the striations on his torso rousing her mind and causing her thighs to clench.

She reached out without warning before Obito jumped at her hand on his side.

His eyes snapped to the blushing, though intrigued, Parasoul and just muttered something as his own cheeks reddened.

'It's like a soft rock,' an odd comparison but the woman felt like it was apt.

His sides were well-designed, his abs powerfully defined, and his chest… His chest was so 'thumpy', smooth, and warm.

Even at that moment, the princess scooted closer before her hands ran around his back, abdomen, and sides to reach his chest where she just touched them.

Poking, grasping, rubbing, she did it all as her eyes examined him.

Obito's cheeks reddened with each rendition before the man was releasing a slow breath, trying to tense his thighs.

Only for Parasoul to press against his side, her knee pressing on his thigh, and rub him down.

Nope, this woman of his was really trying to start 'something' he was sure she couldn't handle as she flicked his chest again.

Parasoul slowly realized how much 'trouble' she was causing by the time she'd realized that she sat so close to him that she could literally feel his body heat on her chest.

Actually… The princess burned as she realized she was hugging his side, one leg bent against his hip so she could get real close, her chin on his shoulder, as she kept touching him.

'I'm stepping over boundaries,' she thought as her hands stilled before the woman shot the looking-away Obito an embarrassed smile.

"S-Sorry!" She said immediately, her glowing face tucked into the side of his neck. "I-I don't… You know why I'm like this!" Parasoul squeaked, sending a jolt down his spine. "Apologies."

She'd brought her hands down his torso as she began to detach, eyes closed in complete and utter embarrassment.

And then one hit something hard down below, something that had Obito's body twitching in her weakening embrace and her retreat stopping.

Her eyes widened as that feeling rested against the back of her hand before she looked over Obito's shoulder to see… To see something that had her heart throbbing like a piston.

"I-I'm so sorry," she said as she saw 'it', that thick 'weapon'. 'That's what one of those looks like?!' Her eyes couldn't stay away, the sight of that weakening in Obito's tightened towel allowing his erection to stand up beneath the cover's weakening security.

That 'object' was meant for procreation? That thing? W-Wasn't the female body only so wide?

"L-Look," Obito grunted at his own stutter, the man's member twitching as he did and he released a shuddering breath that gained all of her attention. "I don't know…" The man's brow twitched as erection did, the sight of how much 'control' it had over him… Parasoul couldn't help herself as her hand rested on his stomach. "I don't know if you know what you're doing to me, Para."

The heat in his voice robbed her gaze, his embarrassed, grunting, yet growing-aggressive expression sending a jolt down her fingers.

"It's just… Curiosity," she told him as her hand on his stomach splayed out before going down. "J-Just curiosity," Parasoul said again as Obito's breath hitched as her hand rested on the base of the erection.

Feeling it twitch alarmed her as she trailed its length before gently grasping it.

The slow hiss from her significant other emboldened her before her grip tightened a bit and she was just holding some thick, odd, blunt organ.

'This is a penis,' her face set aflame as she said. 'T-The male reproductive organ,' this was new and different!

Was it so thick? She'd never noticed such a thing before on Obito but she's sure she'd heard about erections not being the 'base form' of the male side. This was its 'full potential'.

So, as she gripped it more experimentally, Parasoul noted how hot it was and how smooth it felt in some spots and bulging in others.

'Veins, tissues, and blood.'

She accidentally dragged her hand back.

And Obito released a grunt that ended with a soft groan, her eyes widening in shock, the feeling of the man's heart beating in his chest encouraging her.

She gripped more evenly before pumping again, getting another hissing grunt from her man.

From her significant other.

'I'm going too far,' Parasoul thought even as she closed her eyes and kept going, Obito's tensing muscles pushing her forward.

She was worried and yet couldn't stop, this was something she didn't understand nor have experience with-

"D-Dammit."

There was a throb in her hands, the thickening of the man's member quickly followed by a sort of 'undulation' that tossed a scent into the air and caused a 'squelching' sound that gained her attention.

"I-I'm sorry," Parasoul said, red in the face at the fact that Obito had… That she had brought him to climax with the result now on the floor. 'It's viscous and white,' semen.

The reproductive seed of men and in such a large amount.

"It's…" Obito tried to find the words, his eyebrow twitching as he released a long, 'relieved', sigh. "... Did this help your curiosity?" He asked sheepishly, looking embarrassed and yet convinced.

She looked down at his powerful shoulder with a single thought growing in her mind.

'It was so relieving,' making him finish had completely grabbed her attention and now satisfaction? "I…" What if Obito did that for her?

From his relieved, now-sweaty, & embarrassed expression and his sagging shoulders, he looked almost relaxed.

The earlier planning, the Emperor's obnoxiousness, and just her own personal interest in this subject made her decision for her.

"I want you…" Parasoul's core ached. "I-I want to feel that a-as well," she admitted.

Obito took one look at the red-faced redhead princess with embarrassment and confusion. "... Parasoul," the man released a powerful breath.

There was a toss in the air, the Renoir Princess's eyes widening before her back hit the bed.

And Obito hovered over her, hands beside her splayed-out tresses and shying-away gaze.

"I understand that you're rather annoyed right now, and I'd be honored to show you a proper 'experience'," Obito began as she looked up at him, her hidden eye barely so by a thin barrier of red. "I would be, it's not like I don't find you attractive in many ways," he smirked as she blushed some more. "But I need you to be sure this is what you want."

She looked at him, hesitant… Before Parasoul nodded.

"I do."

Obito released one last restrained breath. "Very well but, of course, let me know if you're uncomfortable."

He kissed her and she gave into it, giving him all the right to lead-

She moaned into it, body jumping at a hand on her side and gripping it with intent.

Parasoul blushed as the kiss ended and she looked down at his hand only for her eyes to snap up at the sight of something.

Something thick, moderately lengthy, and twitchy.

Obito hummed as her face colored completely at the sight of his penis. "Yes, well… That's what it looks like," he told her directly as he chose his 'target'.

Parasoul held his focused hand, eyes wide as she bit her lip at his palm on her breast.

She felt tingles spreading out from her chest down her abdomen into her core, the pooling warmth filling her with more excitable energy.

She removed her hand from his and Obito smiled for the blushing but open-minded princess.

So, he massaged her breast, making sure the hardening nipple was between two of his fingers so he could pinch it a bit, each one getting a jump out of the royal woman whose legs kept trying to clench around his knees.

He kissed her once more and she moaned as he did while massaging her breast and sitting between her clenching thighs.

The feeling of something heavy against the top of her crotch ignited more perversion, more excitement, out of Parasoul as Obito released her lips.

He released her breast and got a sweaty, gasping, princess for his troubles before he groaned at the feeling of his erection becoming painful.

Still, he focused on his significant other over his own wants. Sitting up between her legs before slipping his hands under her top, getting a gasp and embarrassed stutter from her.

"I-I see!" Parasoul jumped as he chuckled before sliding his hands up and grasping her chest. "?!"

The feeling of Obito's hands over her bra-covered breasts had the woman's body coiling with the need for 'relief'. It was such a foreign yet natural inclination, she was caught off-guard by how nice it felt.

He cupped full, firm, breasts with interest. "Hmm, I'd thought you were smaller but these fit perfectly," he chuckled as she muttered something before releasing a moan as he flicked her nipples.

"O-Obito, I'm…," she burned powerfully. "T-There's some kind of feeling," Parasoul told him.

"Alright," he leaned over her fully via those powerful muscles of his, his hands on her tits groping more aggressively and causing her to squirm.

Parasoul's thighs begged to come together but were denied, causing her climax to come faster and faster. The more Obito's hands grabbed, groped, and slid about her breasts causing her arms to cover her eyes as she bit her lip more and more.

The way the woman's back arched without a thought encouraged him.

So, Obito leaned down fully and bit the top of her cloth-covered nipple.

Her hand-muffled scream, bucking body, and gushing sex brought the princess's mind to a stop, the heat in her core 'bursting'.

Despite the pain in his crotch, the feeling of tightness that throbbed painfully, he smiled for Parasoul as her legs kept trying to clutch around his sides.

She gasped for breath as the rush of sensitivity left her moaning. "T-That was…" Her cheeks matched her hair color. "A-A climax?"

"Yes, you came," Obito said, amused, before Parasoul's eyes went down towards his crotch and eyed that thick struggling organ of his. "Yes, erm, it's the same as I'd just done."

"There's no different name for that… T-That process?"

"Parasoul, it's sex, I somehow doubt there was much thinking involved to try and make everything specific."

The princess found it in her to pout before he came down and pecked her on the lips, Parasoul bucking at the feeling alone.

"?" Obito raised a brow as she covered her mouth in shock.

"I-I'm so sensitive," Parasoul told him, embarrassed. "That felt more tantalizing than it usually is."

"Hmm, your body's not used to this kind of action, right? You've never masturbated before."

"What is that?"

Obito's eyes went blank as he stared at her in shock. "I can't see how you don't-has sexual activity ever been a part of your life?" He asked.

"No, not of this nature," Parasoul pouted again and he considered his next move. "This is all new."

That was both surprising and yet not. Obito had a feeling that the woman had dealt with stress in different ways since becoming the ruler of her kingdom. To be fair, it's not even like he ever masturbated, even as a child, but he'd gone to brothels with the concept of sex in mind to both understand and keep the loneliness away.

So, this was an occasion she'd never considered.

Obito smiled at her. "What do you want to do now?" He asked the curious Parasoul. "Do you want to pursue more foreplay? That was basically what we'd done, just now," Obito explained. "Or would you prefer to follow the path to actual sex?"

Parasoul fiddled with her fingers at the idea yet her burning core couldn't be ignored.

It altered her mind ever so slightly yet it made her more intrigued by the full thing.

Sex, procreation, coitus, the greatest act of 'love' one could give to another. Obito was willing to give his being to her and, she realized, she was the same.

"I don't understand my body sometimes," Parasoul muttered as he brushed some of her bangs out of the way. "But… I do," she told him with a shining gold gaze. "I-I want to be closer to you."

Obito's expression softened as he nodded. "Very well. So, at this moment, we need to remove your underwear."

Suddenly, Parasoul's eyes bugged out as she burned the brightest red.

"Y-You first!" She said quickly before steaming at Obito's laughter.

He got up from the bed and allowed his towel to slide off his form, leaving him in the buff and allowing his member to just stand there.

Parasoul was stunned as she laid there, staring at his everything. "..." She shuffled, closing her trembling legs, before blushing some more as she fiddled with her skirt.

"Take your time," Obito said as he came over and sat down beside the completely out-of-her-depth woman. 'This is certainly a new side to her,' it was cute.

That this woman who'd go on to murder monsters was so innocent and embarrassed.

Parasoul stared at Obito's crotch without care, that seven-inch thick 'tool' just hanging there like a monument.

'That goes inside,' her mind told her as her body perked up, nipples pressing through her top and bra. 'T-That's going to spread me,' it would hurt, it would likely take adjustment.

For a man to have such a tool had to mean the female body could handle it, the logic was there so…

She took a calming breath before pulling off her sweater with a 'pompf' before Obito helped untangle her hair from it.

"T-Thank you," the redhead said as she pulled it off her arms,bra and all, and dropped it on the floor, leaving her in her small wrinkled skirt and moist underwear. "L-Looking at it like this, I truly should change my attire," she muttered before finding an arm around her waist and a peck to her chest.

"For your info, you could try tights," Obito chuckled as she grew contemplative. "The worst that can happen is you find a new outfit you like. I'm sure you like to shop for clothes."

"How did you…?"

"You strike me as the type. Also, back in the academy, you loved the idea of changing your sister's room, apparently? You were very open about that."

"All that time? You remember that?" Parasoul said, looking honestly touched.

"You were an amazing person back then, I can just say it was hard not to pay attention to you," Obito chuckled.

Hearing that, listening to his belief in her as a person, Parasoul's eyes grew determined.

She unbuckled her tight skirt before hooking her fingers around her black panties waistband.

It all came down, the skirt, the underwear, her hesitation, all of it.

Sitting there, just as naked as Obito was, she blushed but smiled for him.

Then he kissed her and her hands found that broad chest of his in interest, the power beneath her fingers firm and warm.

Obito's free hand cupped one of her breasts and pinched the nub, much to her body's delight and clenching thighs before she moaned as he parted from her.

Seeing her rosy-cheeked expression, Obito pressed his forehead to hers.

"Are you ready?"

"Y-Yes."

He lifted her up with a bit of phasing before Obito placed her down on the bed, hovering over her with a smile as Parasoul took a breath and nodded.

"Alright, I don't know if you broke your hymen from training or not," he said with a raised brow.

"Yes, three years ago," Parasoul admitted. "I was going a bit harder than usual during training and stretched a bit too far," she shivered. "I had pain for a week before it went away," she whined.

Obito smiled sheepishly. "Well, I'll try to ease the pain through the use of Chakra, alright?"

She gripped his left arm with a nervous expression, giving him the go ahead.

Obito reached down with his free hand as he adjusted within the princess's open legs before lining up his cock with her sex.

He gave her one more look that she grinned nervously at before taking the plunge. Or, really, slowly guiding his member in as her legs trembled before locking around his thighs while hand tripled the pressure on his forearm.

Obito gave them little attention, the large 'SCRATCH' of his bed's linen ignored as he got the first third inside and noted her words as true. No hymen to pierce, thankfully.

He stopped and just stared at the moaning woman who winced at a throb of both her body and his cock. The man removed his guiding hand, no longer needing it, before reaching out to wipe some sweat off her forehead with the back of his hand.

The arm she grabbed glowed a soft white before Parasoul began to 'pulse'.

"O-Ohhhh," she moaned again, expression relaxing a good bit as he smiled.

Then the man began to push more of his girth in and Parasoul's body trembled.

The more he pushed, the more that 'fullness' came with pain before it would fall away thanks to his relaxing energy.

So, all that was left was the pleasure.

So, while Obito had leaned over her more and more with each push, her hands clamped down on his shoulders as he finished hilting into her.

The feeling of his cock nestling itself into her cavern left the princess breathless, the heat coming off of it loosening up her mind as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Obito smirked at the vacant-eyed redhead before he pressed his lips to hers and she tightened her 'grip' on him in every way.

Her legs, her arms, her lower lips, and the kiss.

Their tongues met before his experience overtook hers and she had him inside her mouth dominating it.

Spicy and sweet, he coated her tongue in his aggressive saliva as she kept moaning.

By the end, they separated, swallowed, and locked eyes.

"Alright, I'm going to move," he told her but she barely heard him.

The haziness in her mind, the warmth in her throat, and the tingle that sat in her body left her senses occupied.

So, when Obito slowly slid out, he fought a powerful battle with those long legs of hers that locked him in.

"Parasoul?" No response.

His eyes narrowed before his arms tightened, pressing down on the bed around her head.

Parasoul released some form of heated growl in his ears as he forced her legs back while leaving her sex, each inch sending another jolt down their spines.

"You!" He growled back, given enough space where just his tip was being sucked on for dear life. "Fuck," Obito tried to ease it in.

And then Parasoul's legs told him to 'hurry up' as they tightened around his waist.

By the time he was inside again, she released a slow and lusty 'ooh' that filled his ears and had him twitching.

His arms bulged as he kissed her into the bed while pulling out again.

The resistance he met was ignored as he thrust back in again, sending a quake through her thighs as he pulled out again.

His thrusts grew in strength as he released her lips before Obito was staring at the redhead's erotic face before gripping her hips and rolling his own with each hilting.

Parasoul's hands covered her mouth as his cock's head brushed a particular spot that shocked into her focus. 'W-What was that?!' She didn't understand-

His cock pulled out and her back arched as Obito leaned into her breasts before thrusting faster, shorter, each one reaching deeper without a moment for her to rest.

The Renoir Princess's body kept arching to get him deeper. Obito's hands coming down on the bed as he pushed up and gasped with the bed-rocking penetration.

The feeling of release was close at hand, the build to it at the absolute peak.

So, Obito sucked on her breast as his hands slapped her ass, pressing her crotch tightly to his.

Parasoul screamed, hands gripping his shoulders like claws, as this climax surpassed all the others in sheer intensity.

Then the cock within her throbbed, engorging itself… Before it claimed her insides with its seed.

Obito cumming inside of her made her cum again, the feeling of rushing heat filling her sex causing her mind to blank for a moment as he suckled on her nipple one more time before releasing it with a 'pop' that 'iced this cake'.

Her body just dropped onto the bed as he pressed his forehead to her own. The warmth between them made her feel comfortable, obviously warm, and fuzzy as her hands twitched.

They reached out and held his face as he smiled for her with his own flushed skin.

"Was that…" He released one long breath. "All you expected it to be?" Obito whispered.

Parasoul kissed him.

It was quicker than the others but not lacking in the intensity behind it, especially with how connected they were.

"Yes," she released a breath, touching noses with her lover with a grin. "It was."

~Lemon END~

When she awoke the following morning, Parasoul moaned in comfort as she pressed her head into the crux of her warm, firm, pillow…

Her eyes slowly opened before finding a familiar, appreciative, sight of her boyfriend… No, her lover now, yes?

She recalled the day before… The WHOLE DAY BEFORE?!

She shot up as her eyes snapped to the clock on Obito's temp quarters' nightstand before paling, and then blushing, at the sight of '5:03 AM'.

"O-Oh no!" Parasoul realized that she'd missed an important meeting she'd made before burning brighter at the reason for said absence, her hand still on Obito's bare torso. 'We slept through the entire night,' and in more ways than one! "This is going to be a mess," she groaned into her hand.

"Is that so?" A voice from her side said, gaining her attention. "Hey," Obito said, gently holding her hip.

Parasoul's cheeks colored some more as her lover, her First and hopefully only, did nothing more than ignite more embarrassment from her. "G-Good morning," Parasoul muttered. "Obito, we slept through the meeting."

"Actually," he released a small burp of fire before sitting up, looking nervous. "The truth is, Roxie came and found us," Obito admitted as the princess's skin reached nuclear levels. "Yes, I might have failed to lock the door. I told her the meeting was postponed for this morning and she had the worst grin she's ever given."

The redhead fainted before he caught her and lifted her back up.

"Yeah, that's what I expected."

~NRK~

That morning, Obito did his best in the kitchen and made breakfast for himself and his paramor in a white shirt, black pants, and ninja sandals.

He smirked at the joke as Parasoul shot him a raised brow, back in her usual attire. "You thought of something funny?" She asked.

"Yes, a pun," Obito said.

"... By the goddesses, Obito," she said flatly.

A peck on the lips later, she was seated at a lunch table within the cafeteria before she hid her head from view once Molly, Roxie, and the others of their personal militant circle hurried over to the smells.

Roxie smirked something fierce while Molly cleared her throat, looking embarrassed.

"G-Good morning, ma'am," the bespectacled woman said quickly, not looking the red-faced Parasoul in the eyes. "H-How was the sausage-?!" Molly's hands covered her mouth as Obito and Roxie let out the worst of laughs.

Burning like her princess, Molly flopped into a seat while Adam raised a brow at them all.

"What happened?" He asked as Panzerfaust tilted his head. "Ma'am?"

"It's nothin', Adam," Roxie kept on cheesing as Obito came over and set out biscuits, tea, coffee, and jams. "Nice!"

~NRK~

They'd planned for the next four hours before coming to an agreement.

"So, any other details we'll need?" Molly offered. "We know he's overstepped his bounds but we can't let him know that, huh?"

"Not if we want to keep that over him," Obito said. "Hmm… Perhaps I should bring Samson," he told them. "Ideally, I'd also ask Annie but that's going to clash with her public image so I'll just bring along Squigly & Leviathan."

"Hey, having more powerhouses is better than nothing."

"Ah, then we do have more options," Parasoul smiled as Adam nodded with a smile.

"Yes, Big Band, Ileum, and possibly Cerebella?" He asked Obito who shook his head.

"Cerebella's not going to be combat-ready any time soon," he admitted. "So, for now, it's those ones we can count on."

"And those in ASG Lab 0?"

"I don't really have that kind of connection in that regard-"

-But we wouldn't mind- Came the sound of a familiar, less robotic, Brain Drain from the Uchiha's phone.

Taking it out of his pocket, Obito began to sweat something fierce.

"Brain… Drain?" Parasoul froze in embarrassed horror.

-Indeed, princess, but have no worries. This call has only just started- The man over the line said.

She didn't know how much of that was true.

~NRK~

A tan-skinned man leaned back in his seat, cat ears and tail twitching once he muted his mic.

"Is Valentine still not over it?" He asked Christmas who laughed without remorse. "Really? She hears them have sex and now she acts like a virgin?"

His now-fiance grinned.

"She's always been such a girl at heart," the redhead said as the man shook his head.

"Geez," he turned on the mic. "The point is, we'll offer some assistance. It's only right, no one wants the Emperor pushing his hand into this."

-Very well. Run covert ops while we approach normally. I'm prepared for even Eliza to show her bloodsucking face here-

"Ah, that's cold," Christmas said but nodded. "Cold but smart."

~NRK~

The following day, Obito nodded to his lover as they walked in step towards the embassy. In new attire, no less.

Wearing a short-sleeved blue haori that came down to his thighs, a long-sleeved black top beneath it, a pair of black hakama pants, and his shinobi sandals, the Uchiha adjusted his family crest on his open coat's right breast.

"Are you sure?" Squigly asked him as she walked beside them in her church strike team attire, Leviathan sitting openly around her neck. "Mr. Uchiha?"

"It's fine," Obito said as Samson and Dog trotted beside them, Umbrella grinning on their right. "Better question, though I have a feeling it's moot, isn't it too dangerous for Umbrella?"

"I'm also a princess," the raincoat-wearer said with pride as Parasoul considered her before nodding. "Besides, that old guy's gonna complain about it anyway. 'Where's Umbrella?', 'I thought I'd pinch her cheeks', 'Make her wear a nice funny dress from last time'," Umbrella reiterated with a 'talking hand'.

"I'm noticing he gets on everyone's nerves."

"Of course," Parasoul said as she held his hand in front of the populace, her people, and they got flashed by cameras the world over for it. "But it's diplomacy at its most basic. Honestly? I don't get to wear a lot of dresses often as is. Well, that or longer skirts," she told him with a smirk as Obito chuckled, Krieg sitting complacently around her forearm.

Having done up her hair into a large bun that was framed and held-together by a key-themed hair band, her long bangs either curled down to her left cheek or fell towards her chest while mixing in with her combover.

Wearing a tight-fitting black dress shirt with baggy, rolled-up, sleeves, and trio of buttons undone around her cleavage, she had on a girdle of a similar shade that tightened and released a straight red skirt that ended just above her heel-covered feet.

With a pair of black gloves on her hands, Parasoul cut the strong yet beautiful figure that she'd always been.

Obito smiled for her, Parasoul's reciprocation having him ruffle the back of his hair as his bushy ponytail shifted.

"I'm just left wondering what to do after this man is gone. God knows I'm not sure what he'll try with me the second he sees me," Obito said.

"It's all smooth-talking, you got it," a large, broad-shouldered, black man said with a wink as he adjusted his light-brown suit while an embarrassed woman walked beside him.

Wearing a thigh-length pink bodycon dress, the red-faced Ileum held onto Ben's arm with a pair of comfortable thigh-length black boots on her feet and a masquerade mask on her face.

"I-I think this was a bad idea!" She squeaked, long hair set into a high ponytail.

"It's fine, you look beautiful," he winked at the steaming woman who looked ready to explode. "Haha! You're too nervous, it'll be fine, we're all here."

"Yep," Samson said from Dog's back. "We got this."

"This must be a shock for the populace," Molly said in her usual attire but with a green turtleneck coat tightened around her torso. "I mean, they know Theon as dangerous beings, Samson, Leviathan."

"Sadly, there's not much to do about that besides show the opposite," the classy serpent said. "All things considered, this is a good representation of that fact. Walking alongside the princess, her beau, and the military will show an image of trust."

"Are ya sure you were a politician?" Roxie asked as she adjusted her bowtie, wearing a full-body dark blue dress but with her usual boots. "I mean, man, you've had to have spent a lot of time around this scene."

"Our time together, myself and Mr. Contiello, had been a time of much interest. I'd met people in meetings, became a mediator, and more. It was honestly some of the most fun I've had since being with the Miss."

Squigly smiled. "I miss him, a lot, but I'm glad father and you had such a good bond," she grinned as he smiled.

"Alright, get this done," Adam muttered in a gray three-piece suit, his black dress shoes and glove fidgeting as he walked. "And then go and handle the date."

"Oh, right, you are doing that. Who's it?" Molly asked, intrigued.

"A-Ahem, there was a teacher at a high school that Amelia got interested in me."

"Good work, good work," Panzerfaust said with a kind set of nods as Adam sweatdropped, the large member of the Black Egrets in a tux of his own but still wearing his helmet. "Believe in your skillz."

"Thank you, Panzer, but I'm not sure if my skills will save me," Adam said with a shaky grin. "And I thought I could handle dating easily, I'll never make that mistake again."

As they continued on with their idle chatter, reaching the Canopy Embassy's steps and walking up, Obito had smiled at something Umbrella had said before he looked off to the side as they reached the top.

And found a group of three being held up in a palanquin by a series of eight three-meter tall ghoulish figures with faces covered by white talismans.

They were strong-looking beings with ash skin, round black hats, and matching uniforms of sleeveless ao dais, baggy black trousers, and martial flats.

They kneeled in unison to release their passengers, one of whom grumbled with his wrinkly limbs before he locked onto the cross-armed Obito.

"You, boy, who was your mother?!" He asked without pause, the Uchiha humming.

He was a tall, thick, old man with olive skin, wrinkles all over him, eagle-like black eyes, and short shaggy white hair. Wearing a white cheongsam with black borders, a pair of gray pants, martial flats, and a large black coat thrown over his shoulders, he hobbled over via the help of a cane with a small dragon ringlet on the side, the two individuals behind him following along with apathetic expressions.

"Hmm," Obito turned to him as that similar-heighted old man came to a stop in front of him, his eyes looking him over. "Hitomi," he answered.

The Emperor's eyes narrowed before he kissed his teeth. "That girl, am I to assume she's dead?"

"Yes."

The two locked eyes once more before the Emperor observed him with a small glare, his eyes going to the pin on Obito's chest.

"There's a lot for you to know, boy," the old man said before walking into the embassy. "An amount only meant for certain ears."

As the two with him began to pass, Obito's eyes narrowed at the male of the pair who'd stopped by him.

Being of a seemingly similar age, he sported several scaled features on his cheeks, arms, and neck. Bearing fair skin, a slightly square jaw on a longer-than-average face, and black eyes, he had slicked-back black hair and a blue diamond on his forehead.

Wearing a stark white turtleneck suit, a pair of combat boots, and a pair of gauntlets on his arms, this man shot him a look as a floating astral being leaning out from behind him.

The sight of the white baby dragon made him aware of who this was.

"You're Klaw, aren't you?" Obito asked as the man's eyes widened before he scoffed. "The owner of the white dragon 'emblem'."

"You should know better about that," Klaw said, shooting Obito a look. "Cousin," he added, surprising the other man even as he looked at his pin. "Why have you not gained yours?"

Parasoul looked at Klaw and where he was looking, her eyes going to Obito's family crest. "Is there something special about your family crest?" She asked, surprising the man before he looked between Obito and she in confusion as Parasoul smiled. "Yes, we are," the redhead chuckled.

The female half of the Empire pair frowned as she observed the Renoir Princess with a grimace. "..." She turned away from her.

The yellow-eyed princess caught her distaste out of the corner of her eye. '?' What was this now?

"You speak of the spirit emblem inside of this," Obito said to Klaw who observed him more fully.

"Yes. Our family has had grand control over spiritual abilities for literally centuries yet you've shown no semblance of this skill? With your strength? Or had you fused with the Alabaster King to gain that odd form?" Klaw asked.

Obito's eyes widened at him before his eyes closed. "I know where you're going with this," he told him. "No. What happened to that spirit was a transaction my mother handled, no more, no less. I'm sure he's roaming about somewhere."

Klaw and that Empire woman's eyes widened. "What? Do you know how dangerous that is?!"

"Of course, I do. That doesn't change the fact that he's not within this pin and guards my mother's body."

That surprised even the Uchiha's comrades. "Um, what?" Ben asked.

"It's simple Empire culture, the one the Emperor engraved into it via ancestry and spiritual arts," Obito said as Umbrella shot him a look of shock.

"Y-Your mom's being protected by a dragon?!" She looked excited as Obito snorted.

"It's the best way of looking at it. Come now," he held Parasoul's hand. "I doubt the Emperor is feeling like he has his necessary attention."

"Ah, my aunt made sure to inform you of his tendencies," Klaw said with a sagely nod as Obito sweatdropped.

"Ah, this is an interesting family," Squigly said, gaining the Empire descendants' attention. "Ah, where are my manners? Squigly Contiello, I'm Mr. Uchiha's estate guard," she smiled as they bowed.

"A grand serpent?"

"Ah, apologies, I'm well aware of Empire culture's grasp of my spiritual brethren but I'm no spirit," Leviathan said.

The Empire woman whispered into Klaw's ears and he nodded. "You're what many call a 'Parasite'?" He asked, no heat in his voice much to the group's surprise.

"Indeed though, in true vernacular, the term 'Theon' would be more apt."

The two looked surprised before Klaw nodded and bowed to the serpent.

"I see. Great serpent, look over him, I'm unsure of what my cousin's future holds at the moment."

"That's some curious language," Molly said as they all walked in. "I'm guessing it's classified."

"..." Klaw considered it before shaking his head. "No, it's more to do with his place in the world," he said as they walked down a grand carpet towards a large meeting room. "You need to understand, the one known as the Skullgirl, your daughter," he specified to Obito. "Is a well-documented threat towards all of humanity, all races included. You likely will be surprised to note that we're not the only one's here."

Obito's eyes widened as a feeling came from within the room as they stopped outside of it. "You mean the other kingdoms, don't you?" He asked as Parasoul frowned.

"Why? Did Gilgamesh truly not want to announce himself in our borders?" She asked.

"That fault lies with us but, make no mistake, the Gigan King is not within that room in person. He asked to join via Spirit Projection and we granted him that privilege."

As soon as they entered, the meaning was understood almost instantly.

As they saw that giant ghostly figure of the Gigan King seated on the ground with his legs crossed. "So, you're the one that demonstrates greater power than a Skullgirl," he said with a narrowing of his eyes. "Hmph, the Canopy Kingdom seems to harbor so many types."

"We may, Gilgamesh," Parasoul said. "But is that truly why you're here? To just see Obito?"

"No, princess, there are words I need to have with you and him."

Well, now she was just confused.

They all got seated with the Canopy Kingdom side handling the majority of the table.

"I'll make it clear that this is mostly a meeting to welcome the Emperor into our borders," Parasoul began. "I'll give all parties time for conversation but he holds precedence."

"Hmph, very well," Gilgamesh answered with crossed arms, his eyes going to Obito and noting the Uchiha's side glance. "Hmm."

Obito closed his eyes. "Emperor, you desired my attendance here," he said as the old man huffed. "Why? What exactly are you looking for?" He asked, eyes opening to reveal the Sharingan within.

The far older man stared at them. "So, you did get them," the Emperor scoffed. "You are my pure-blood descendent. I need you to come to the Empire to handle your coronation."

'It's as we thought,' Leviathan thought as those not in the know choked. 'Squigly, this could easily get ugly so be prepared.'

'Understood,' Squigly thought back.

Umbrella's jaw dropped while Parasoul released a thoughtful hum. "I'm surprised, Emperor, but why can't your own children be chosen?" She asked.

The man frowned fiercely, grunting in distaste. "Hmph, I can choose who I'd find the most fitting for my position, princess," he stressed as Parasoul's eyes narrowed. "That is my right and mine alone."

"Well, that doesn't mean I will," Obito said simply with a tilt of the head and narrowed eyes as the Emperor's eyebrow twitched. "I'd offer you this small bit of advice. Make your children into people who can lead your citizens. Don't just come running for someone just because they happen in front of you," his eyes went to the closed-eyed Klaw. "Klaw is a better candidate than most, regardless."

"He's mixed blood, that can't lead the Empire."

"You shouldn't fear the River King so much," Parasoul said as the old man growled. "Your bloodline within him is strong enough to circumvent his family's Dragonian blood to a powerful extent. Likely, that'd the efforts of your blood's purity, is that not good enough."

"If the White Dragon doesn't return, there is no Emperor!" The old man slammed his hand down on the table. "Do you understand that concept? When my daughter left and met your father, boy, he got too close to something he shouldn't have," he grimaced. "The Alabaster King is not some simple spirit! It is a BIRTHRIGHT!"

"You say that but I know that the dragon can be reborn, just like Klaw's is only in its junior stage. So, I'd ask," Obito's eyes narrowed. "What exactly are you looking for in the Alabaster King that you'd barge into my home, my kingdom, and think you can demand answers?"

The air grew heated, the sight of a flickering beast behind the Emperor a wicked reminder that this Emperor may have been old.

But he was still a powerful KING.

"That's enough, both of you," Gilgamesh called out as the tension stopped before slowly draining away. "Honestly, Emperor, do you believe you have the might to handle the one who could play with a Skullgirl? If you had the Alabaster King, you might have been able to do as he did but you don't. He does," the Gigan King grinned almost mockingly.

The Emperor's hands clenched painfully as the woman to his side with Klaw frowned before standing up.

"Mr. Uchiha," she called, gaining his attention. "In an ideal world, we'd not be having this conversation, at least, not like this. The positions don't match, the place where you belonged was the Dragon Empire. This is where your true family lay and…" She colored before bowing. "It was where we, as arranged, would have been married."

Obito choked on his breath as the others on the Canopy Kingdom side wheezed or gawked at this blushing woman.

Parasoul's mouth fell open as Umbrella jumped.

"T-That's crazy! Who'd even arranged that?!" The youngest in the room asked in disbelief.

"Obito Uchiha's mother did," the woman said as she stood to her full height. "Hitomi Uchiha gave my family her blessing, this is just common sense."

'She's… She's not lying?' Parasoul wasn't sure of this new information. "Ahem, I know Obito wasn't happy with it but Hitomi Uchiha has, in fact, passed on. I'm not sure if that contract is valid," not to be mean, not in the least.

Parasoul could see it in the grimacing woman's body language, she'd likely been prepared for a life alongside her lover but life didn't play by such rules of 'what was MEANT to be'.

If it did, Umbrella would still have a mother.

"... You don't understand, my entire life has led up to this very moment, you can't very well tell me that it ends here," the woman said a bit more forcefully, eyes hidden by her bangs.

Parasoul frowned as she stood up, Obito's eyes searching this odd woman for a moment as Klaw sighed.

"Apologies for her," he said, grimacing a bit. "I know that this whole situation is rather otherworldly for you," Klaw sighed. "I think that, perhaps, we should talk on other matters-"

"No, no we won't," the woman declared with a hiss as red wisps fell off her form.

"Easy there, missy," Ben said as he stood with Ileum, the masked woman pulling a sniper rifle… Out of her dress? "Not even going to address that," he said to her without missing a beat as the woman blushed.

"D-Don't think about it," she told the now-blushing Ben.

"For all our sake, let's take a small intermission-" Adam began to say, eying the wicked red glow? 'Wait, d-doesn't this feel familiar?' Something within him filled him with ice.

"Asuka, stand down," the Emperor frowned deeply. "This is, painfully, going to require a bit more-"

There were audible squelches as all in attendance stared in horror while a chair hit the ground with a crack.

Klaw's dragon spirit whined as it pushed him down, the man holding onto it in horror at the wound on its side.

'Asuka's' mouth spread in a wide grin as she leaned down to the impaled Emperor, her large skeletal claws glowing a wicked red hue as the beast behind him released a pained cry before slipping into her body.

"Yes, this should be good enough," a familiar voice chuckled demurely as she slowly turned her head towards the horrified, at the ready, Canopy Group. "Hmm, it's been some time, lover~."

"Not remotely long enough," Obito said as Parasoul frowned deeply, the whole group out of their seats. "But it's fine, I've been wondering when I'd have to murder you," he declared as Hungern growled and Krieg released a hiss.

Ben's back released a series of large metal fists. "It seems this party is getting crazy," he said, as a mask mouthpiece formed over his mouth. "A recital ain't my style for mummies."

The disguise melted away, leaving behind a grinning skeleton.

Umbrella shivered and hid behind Parasoul as Panzerfaust hefted his fists.

"We need to get out of here first," Roxie whispered as Squigly frowned.

"Let me show you the door."

Her hand raised and the air quaked.

Obito's fingertips burned with a dark red flame.

~NRK~

Valentine and Patty watched from a nearby roof, white and red cloaks thrown over their usual attire.

"Shit, I didn't think she'd actually show up!" The blue-haired woman grimaced as Patty frowned.

"I've got all my tools this time," the short woman said. "We'll go in at their call-"

The entire damn embassy erupted into an explosion of red blood.

They gawked at it as the people below went still before running away while screaming their heads off.

"Obito!" Valentine called over the earpiece.

-We're fine-

And it showed as, when the hissing blood mist cleared, Valentine noted the large pentagon-shaped barrier over the group.

-Eliza, you've pissed me off for the last time- He growled. -And this time, I've got all my power-

-And I have an ARMY-

There was a rumble through the ground, the building they were on shaking with it.

"What the fuck-?" Patty almost said as she looked around before paling. "V-Vally?! Zombies!"

"Oh shit," Valentine grimaced as a veritable horde of those undead soldiers of the Dragon Empire charged through New Meridian. "You guys, incoming!"

~NRK~

Marie grimaced before she 'suited-up', her eyes narrowing before being hidden by her bone helmet.

"I'm going to kill her," she hissed before rushing out of her cousin's home, the group hurrying to the door. "Stay here!" Marie told the Medici family and Carol, shooting high into the sky and flying towards her father.

Cerebella hesitated before clenching her shaking fists. "Dammit," she growled.

"It's fine, they're strong," Filia said with a determined smile. "We just gotta be safe, ya know?"

A zombie soldier landed by the front.

Cerebella's eyes narrowed, murder within them as Vice-Verse glared before being put on her head.

"You're not getting ANYWHERE near here!"

~NRK~

Annie's eyes narrowed at those rushing zombie soldiers that broke off into the city and caused chaos.

"Hey, Florence," the former-Eternal began as Sagan was pulled off the couch in her trailer. "We've still got the cloak from Season 25 Episode 12, right?"

Her agent nodded. "Suit up, we also have the mask from Season 13 Episode 4," the woman declared.

"Ooh, a classic."

~NRK~

"That crazy bitch," the newly-'improved' Brain Drain frowned at the army coalescing in the streets, Christmas nodding with a dark look. "She likely infected them all with her blood frenzy. And she doesn't look like she leveled down."

Seeing that large curling serpent that'd shot into the sky from the Parasite's spot, yeah, they could take a hint that she'd powered-up.

"Valentine," Christmas called over the earpiece.

-We're meeting up with Obito and the others, I get the feeling the whole damn city's gonna get involved- Valentine said over the line, Brain Drain working the cameras around the embassy to see them landing by Obito's lowering barrier. -Eliza, hate to see you again-

~NRK~

Minette swallowed nervously with Nautilee, the two sitting within their guard's humble restaurant with Nadia frowning deeply at the proceedings on the television.

"I… I hope he can handle this," the young minnow woman said with concern.

Then, when all those rushing zombies jumped high into the sky to descend on what was left of the embassy building, trees sprouted from the center of New Meridian.

They skewered each zombie in a record-breaking pace before that emerging forest stopped growing.

Minette's shoulders sagged in relief as Nadia's jaw dropped and Nautilee squeaked.

"Thank goodness!"

~NRK~

Obito removed his hand from the large branch before standing up from his crouch, throwing off his haori before it vanished into Kamui.

The man sighed as his war fan fell into his hand, Parasoul ripping the side of her skirt to reveal the black tights beneath.

Krieg found himself held in front of her chest, the 'eyes' brimming with a flaming light as her lover nodded from her side.

"We're going to have to solve a lot after this," Obito said as he messed with something in his pocket while Marie and a disguised Annie landed beside them from their flight. "Also some things to handle," he said, attaching his weapon to his back.

The next moment, he had Parasoul's hand in his and slid that ring right past that ring finger knuckle.

The others gawked at this sudden act of the chuckling Uchiha.

Parasoul took one look at the silver-banded diamond ring. "... Running the Canopy Kingdom can be a bit lonely, sometimes," she smiled at it as Eliza scoffed from ahead. "I hope you're ready for that kind of responsibility."

"That or the potential child?"

"Both. An heir would be nice."

"Wait, hold up, WHAT?!" Annie's body mechanically turned to the embarrassed but smiling Parasoul. "... Ya know what?! SURE!"

"W-Wait, father, what do I call Umbrella now?" Marie asked, helmet breaking apart to show her look of disbelief and conflict.

"Oh, wait, yeah that's kinda very weird," Umbrella said as Ben sweatdropped while Ileum found it in her to giggle a bit. "Um, aunt-sister… Sister-aunt," her face went flat. "I'll just stick to calling you 'Mars', deal?"

"Deal."

"With that squared away," Parasoul smiled as Obito's Sharingan spun.

They raised their weapons at the unimpressed blood-red nosferatu, her eyes gleaming with barely-contained hatred.

"Ripping apart such a fragile bond won't be hard," she declared, a red haze coloring the sky and leaving the world tinted a red hue as her grin split her face, literally. "I'll get back what is MINE!"

An onslaught of bloody scarabs rained down from above.

Bloody zombies scaled the branches of Obito's forest.

And more destruction came towards their home.

"God, today couldn't get worse," Valentine whined before her brow twitched at Parasoul's smirk. "Scratch that, IT'S BAD."

"Oi vey, woman, you had chances," Patty told her with an exasperated look. "God, ever since she heard ya two screwi-"

"-PATTY?!-" Her coworkers all shouted at her in unison.

"Not even dignifying that," Adam declared as he, Molly, and Roxie hurried down. "We'll grab the guns!"

"ALL the guns!" Molly declared.

"Don't have too much fun!" Roxie teased.

"..." Squigly just stood there, eternally embarrassed, as Leviathan cleared his throat.

"Madam, it'd be for the best to focus on the… Fighting," he said awkwardly.

"Hahahah!" Samson laughed as Dog barked before they transformed. "This is gonna be hilarious," the werewolf Theon grinned with all his teeth.

Obito raised his burning fan before he jumped and swung out.

Flaming waves tore into their opposition, the projectiles, and even a screeching Eliza as he landed.

"Everyone," he smirked.

"Attack!" Parasoul ordered.

~NRK Out~