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Who's That Father?

Light A Fire

(Then: Beelzehaven, Hellhound Heights)

"Dad-dee! Dad-dee! Dad-dee!" An almost three-year-old puppy ran to the door, tail wagging like crazy, once it opened and a haggard eight and a half foot tall nineteen-year-old Hellhound stumbled in. He'd been away negotiating a warehouse deal with the Sin of Lust himself Asmodeus, and it took a week of near-endless fucks with succubi, She-Hounds and a few very androgynous incubi just to get the Sin's attention. On the upside, he could safely say that he was no longer lacking for sexual experience, and was – not surprisingly, given the amount of protection he used; he had enough trouble with one pup and wasn't going to risk any more...Unless that blue-dyed Hellhound showed up again, cuz damn. She was thicc – STD free.

The sound of an excited puppy filled the exhausted teen with a third wind as he dropped his gear in the doorway and dropped to his knees with his arms extended.

"Pickle! Pickle! Pickle!" Naruto grinned and snatched the puppy up in a hug as she ran at him. He took her sweet faint puppy and milk scent in before he nuzzled her head while she giggled and keened. "Oh, Daddy missed you, Pickle. So, so, so much."

"Missed-ed you, Dad-dee." Himawari hugged him back and planted a big, fat, wet toddler-puppy kiss on his cheek.

"Aww, thank you, Baby Girl." He kissed her on the cheek in return and nuzzled her again as he hugged her tight and his tail wagged like it had no off switch. Fuck, but he loved his puppy. "I'm never going away that fuckin' long again...Were you a good girl for Grump?"

"Yes!" His puppy predictably barked while her tail wagged.

"You seriously have to stop encouraging that name, Brat." Huffed the older and taller Hound as he rounded the corner and leaned against the archway to the kitchen. Naruto looked at him and burst into laughter. The little bows and ties the older Hellhound had in his mane of silvery-white hair. Jiraiya closed his eyes and growled. "Go ahead and keep yucking it up, Brat. The second that puppy of yours is tucked in bed she's gonna wake up short a father."

"Oh my...That's the fuckin' greatest..." Naruto wheezed into his giggling puppy's cheek. He snickered as he got to his feet and settled Himawari on his hip. He couldn't look his grandfather in the eye, and instead looked at his tiredly giggling, butt-wiggling, tail-wagging puppy. "What in all of Hell did you two get up to today, Sunflower?"

"Grump play Groomer!"

Oh, the implications of that proud declaration. Bee-Lzebub bless his wonderful puppy's innocent little heart.

"Did he now?" Naruto laughed at the louder growl that left his grandfather's throat. He smirked at the older Hound and mock glared at him. "You groomed my puppy, did you?" He held the look as long as he could before he grinned. "Or did my puppy groom you?"

"Oh, fuck off, you smarmy little cur! Your father should've drowned you in a sack like I told him to!" Jiraiya snarled as he stormed off to the guest room, likely to clean himself of any and all evidence of puppy playtime. Naruto chuckled and finally shut the door before he went back to loving on his puppy.

"You did a good job grooming Grump, Pickle. He's so pretty! Did you make him pretty just for Daddy?" He asked with a smirk.

"No!" She giggled. "Made him pretty for mom-mee!"

Naruto immediately lost his smirk. "...Mommy?"

"Mom-mee!" Himawari nodded. She started to fuss and whine until he set her down on the ground and grabbed his claw to lead him into the kitchen. "Come see, come see!"

She released his claw once they got into the kitchen and she scrambled up onto a chair at their dining table. Naruto walked over to stand behind her and watched her push around several puppy drawings of squiggles and various colors before she found the one she was looking for.

"Oh, wow. Look at all the pretty pictures you drew, they're so good!" He praised as he stroked his puppy's head and smiled at her. Himawari's tail whapped against the back of the chair so much that it threatened to make his tinnitus act up. With a bright, proud, uneven smile – her first replacement fang was still growing back in – on her face, she gave him the very picture she searched so hard for.

"Look, see! See! Is Wari, and das Dad-dee, and das Mom-mee!" His puppy proudly displayed the colored squiggles on her parchment. Huh, look at that, she actually made him orange and not red. The little purple squiggle was definitely his puppy. The rainbow mess with the bright yellow squiggle as the focus on the purple squiggle's other side had Naruto tilting his head.

"Oh...Sure!" He nodded slowly and then smiled at his little girl. "So...Mommy is a rainbow?"

"Mm-mm!" Himawari pushed more and more pictures out of the way – oh, fuck there were so much crayon etched into the table, cleaning that was going to be a bitch and a half...Meh, it's just a slab of fuckin' wood, he could always paint over it; and now there's a project for tomorrow that'll not only entertain and distract his puppy but do something productive and not strain his sore muscles – to grab a magazine that should definitely not be in grabbing range of his puppy! Naruto whipped a glare over towards the guest room where his grandfather had disappeared and snarled.

"Fuckin' stupid– Dead. He's fuckin' dead. Dead and walking and just doesn't fuckin' know it yet." He grumbled before he looked down when Himawari tugged on his arm fur to point at the MILFs GILFs and MORE magazine. "Wow, honey, what...pretty ladies!"

Jiraiya was fucking dead. What self-respecting Hellhound left porno mags out for anyone to fucking find? Not one that had a puppy, that's for fucking sure.

"Mom-mee!" Himawari pointed at the highlight model of the magazine and – oh, this is an old magazine. That was Queen Lillith, who'd not been seen in public since Princess Charlie had that public separation with her ex-boyfriend three years ago. Naruto snorted and chuckled as he ruffled his puppy's lavender fur.

"She certainly is a mommy, honey."

"Wari's Mom-mee?"

"No, baby." Naruto chuckled and plucked his puppy up to hug her. His smile waned and he gently scratched her right ear. He hadn't thought about Hinata in...shit, he hadn't thought about her in fuckin' years. Not since he had Vortex sign the F.O.C., and even then it was only in comparison to their physical appearance. He had his puppy's needs to worry about, he didn't need to think about her mother. Maybe he should've, if only to prepare himself for how to handle this. "...No. Wari's Mommy is...Gone. She's gone."

"Mom-mee bye-bye?"

"Yeah." He smiled sadly and braced himself. "Mommy is bye-bye."

"Back soon?" The little puppy tilted her head as her lip warbled and her tail gave a hopeful wag. Shit. So much for his early night in. Jiraiya would have to die tomorrow.

"Uh...No. No, baby." He swallowed a thick mound in his throat. Himawari's ears drooped and her eyes welled with tears. He kissed her cheek. "She's not...She's not coming back."

"No... No, Mom-mee?" She whimpered. Her eyes implored him to tell her she'd have one. He so desperately wanted to be able to lie to her. To tell her she'd have her mommy in hand by tomorrow. He just...couldn't.

"...I'm sorry, Pickle." Naruto whispered before she started to howl and cry. He cradled her to his shoulder as he petted, stroked and scratched her ears, head and back.

"No, sweetie, shh. Shh, shh, shh, I'm sorry. I know, it's not fair." Naruto nuzzled his puppy as a surge of emotions he didn't want to think about threatened to overwhelm him. There was a faint sting, a dull throb, of hurt, betrayal, anger – on Himawari's behalf as well as for himself – and sorrow. That last one was compounded by the same feeling he felt now that his puppy was sobbing.

Still, for all the shit that she pulled, for the pain and heartache she put him through, Naruto didn't fucking doubt for a second that Hinata would have absolutely loved Himawari if she'd given the puppy a chance.

Her fuckin' loss. He thought. She lost that opportunity once she gave her to me.

Naruto would just have to love his baby girl twice as much now. He'd accomplished harder feats than that.

(Now: Pride, Verosika Mayday's (Temporary) Offices)

"When were you going to tell me?" Bee snarled at her boyfriend as she backed him into his room.

Normally, yeah, Bee had better control of herself and was all about the good vibes. Especially when she was with her 'Pick of the Pack', as it were. However, her 'boyfriend' was hiding – likely out of what could be perceived as territorial instinct – the fact that his 'best friend' that he'd fucked over was a total fucking stud. From her!

An 'item', she might let him claim they were, but Bee decided how their relationship worked. Vortex was her "pick" of the litter, and while she did care about him on some level, that didn't give him the right to fucking lie to her or anyone fucking else about what their relationship was. If he wanted to be loyal to her because he was afraid she'd get mad at him for "cheating" – it was the stupidest fucking concept to ever infect Hell, in her opinion. A fuck was a fuck, who gave a shit who it was with other than those holier than thou Choir Members and the Big G? – that's fucking fine.

Vortex should fucking know by now that Bee had no obligation to be loyal to him.

"Tell you what?" Vortex backed up into the wall. "What happened, babe? What's–? Bee, you're freaking me out."

"Oh, am I? Good!" She got up in his face with a snarl. "You didn't think to maybe tell me your 'best friend', 'The Runt', wasn't an actual fucking runt?!"

"..I..Does that matter?"

"For my love of Indulgence– Yes, Vortex! It fuckin' matters!" She threw her four arms up and walked away from him. "I mean, like—Sweet fuck, have you seen him?! Fucking look!"

Rubbing her temples with one set of hands, the other snapped their fingers and a life-size image appeared beside her 'Main Slice'. Just as he was when she finally met him, the fake Foxy Hunk was clad in only his stupid purple shorts, showing off his hard, scarred, cut chest and that delectable pack of abs that led down to his slim waist and the bulge between his legs. She didn't bother conjuring up the cutie patootie puppy he had hanging off of him – because like, yeah she's all about demons getting to overindulge and shit, but don't bring fucking puppies into it! – and just filled in the blanks with what she already knew.

Bee leered at the image for a hot second. Sweet Fuck, did she ever want to get on top of, in front of and underneath that Hound. One time might not be enough.

"Yeah, he's uh...Grown." Vortex shifted where he stood. He sounded and smelled sincere for the most part, but there was a good amount of vibes that just... didn't mesh with what he was saying. "But-but I did tell you about him! And I told him you wanted to meet him at a party! That he was invited!"

"Then why the fuck didn't he ever show up?!" Bee snarled. She rounded on her 'boyfriend' with narrowed eyes. "You're hiding something from me. Still! What? Is it about him?"

"No, er, yeah? Kind of."

"...Is it about the puppy?" Bee asked lowly. Vortex looked up with a sudden and strong amount of panic in his eye. She bared teeth. "Vortex, I swear if you don't tell me what it is about his puppy that you know...We may have to go on a break."

Not a huge threat, but to most Hellhounds' ego, it did the job. And for as mellow as Vortex could be, as fun as he was to party with, he had just as big of an ego as the rest of them. His ears flattened and he exposed his neck to show his submission.

"I...I...She might be mine."

"...Wow..." Bee worked her mouth before she frowned. "Might be?"

"I...My ex...when we got together, she wasn't showing, but...a couple of months later she went to an emergency clinic in the Den."

"So you went behind his back, fucked, and she had more sex with him before he was this... And he got a baby? How does–? Ugh, my head hurts." She groaned. "How the fuck did he end up with a baby?"

"I don't know." Vortex shrugged. "And I can't ask."

"You can't?" Bee crossed her arms. His vibes were genuine, so he actually wasn't lying now. Which didn't make a lick of fucking sense. Her brow furrowed together. "Why the fuck not?"

"I signed an F.O.C." Vortex rubbed his neck. "I wasn't ready to give up partying for a pup, even if it was Hinata's, and even if I did get custody then, I probably...Naruto would kill me if he found out I dumped it in an orphanage."

"Wait, back up...What's 'F-O-C'? And what's wrong with the puppy orphanages, they're there for that reason, aren't they?" Bee scowled. She set them up so that her Hounds could have fun without reservation about being tied down if they didn't want to! How were they bad..Like, for a Hellborn's standard, anyway?

"...Oh, fuck, Babe. You don't want me to start on that." Vortex sighed. "An F.O.C. is a Forfeiture of Care. It's a legal agreement with Naruto. He has complete and total custody of the puppy and I can't challenge him for her or anything about her history. Legally, either by new law or old."

"..Forfeiture of–Oh, how the fuck did legal shit get involved with the puppies?!" Bee groaned. Sometimes she wished she wasn't totally smashed during those law signing events early on in Beelzehaven's history, but they were just so fucking boring. It was like listening to Lucifer's next pitch for the Quackathon Two Million or whatever stupid rubber duck holiday he wanted to make. She scrubbed at her face and dismissed the still present picture of the hunk. "No, fuck it, screw it! I don't care. Babe, you and I are talking later. I need to run home and clean my cooch."

"Oh...Kay..?" Vortex blinked. "Are we...are we on a break?"

"No, you dumb sex machine." Bee sighed and floated over to hug his head and kiss his cheek. She patted his face and smiled at him. "We're not on a break, but I am going to fuck your sexy buddy."

"...What..?"

"Babe, you saw that body of his! It's so fuckin' fine," she said with an elated giggle while Vortex continued to stare owlishly at her. She floated back toward his room's door and waved at him. "All I've gotta do is get through a stupid little meeting with him, then I can give him a Private Party invite and we'll be in business! Maybe get a sneak peak at the goods while I'm at it. Well, more of one. Ooh, or maybe his puppy's calmed down some and I can find out if she's yours or not for you! Yeah, I think I can do that, that's pretty fair since you hid the fact she might be yours from me. I think? Meh, you know what I mean. Later, babe!"

Vortex worked his mouth for a long while after Bee buzzed out through her personal House Seal of Sin.

"W...What..?"

(Now: Buckzo Apartment)

Lying in silent misery, scrolling through sinstagram and sleeping was only entertaining for so fucking long. Even with the occasional break between each activity for her stomach to churn unpleasantly – or for Blitzø to come bother her – Loona was going to lose her mind lying in bed. Thankfully, a brief reprieve from her thus far ten hour venture into this reaction to her miserable second date's ending was granted in the form of a very welcome video call.

"You didn't have to call." She mumbled, ears burning and tail wagging gently as she stared at the video of a soaking wet DILF while he scrubbed his giggling puppy's head. She didn't have any makeup on, let alone had her hair or coat brushed, and felt disgusting. Answering the call with a growl that cut off very fast when she got an even better eyeful of Naruto's shirtless chest than most of the footage of his Coalition of Kings Tournament fights had.

"To be fair, I didn't." He glanced down and stuck his claw into the pup's right ear, making her yelp and giggle some more. "This oh so clever little gremlin I call my daughter thought she was being so funny when she decided to call Miss Loona while Daddy was naked."

I love you, Puppy. You're the best puppy ever. Giving Loona this wonderful gift really endeared the pup to her. Shame she couldn't really capitalize on because A) the puppy was present in the video and even if the adorable thing wasn't ruining a potentially sexy video there was still reason number B) Loona still felt too sick to even fathom masturbating to the contours exposed by the drenched torso not hidden by the puppy's face.

Huh, the She-Hound's sleepy sick brain suddenly had a good, non-horny question.

"How is your phone even...working there?" Loona yawned and blinked slowly. She was not complaining, but she was curious.

"It's water-proofed!" The puppy giggled. Were she any healthier, Loona would be jealous. She'd love to have her phone be waterproof.

"It's extremely water resistant," Naruto said as he leaned forward and growled into his puppy's cheek. "So you do not drop Daddy's phone in the bath, Pickle."

"Not gonna!" The Puppy giggled and lifted her arms up to avoid doing just that. Hey, that's a fuckin' great angle, just a bit higher...and if the puppy would move her head... dammit. So much for a peek at the goods.

"Famous last words, squirt." Loona huffed around a small smirk. Even before this bath video that totally got her some big approval points from Loona, the little Hellpup was all right...for a little runt. She was cute, almost criminally so, and had a bit of sassy mischievousness that she definitely got from her daddy. Her name was still a bit weird – 'Naruto' took her several practice tries after she heard it used in clips – but Loona would figure something out, a nickname or something. Not 'Pickle' or 'Sunflower', those were definitely too...not-Loona for her to use.

"Oh! Miss Loona?" Oh, yes! Raise that camera, kiddo. Tilt your head, a bit more...dammit. Stupid bubbles...Why gather there? Oh, fuck, cute puppy eyes should not be a thing in Hell! "Are you feelin' better?"

"No, I still feel like shit." She admitted just before she whined when her stomach made an unpleasant grumble. She reached for her new glass of water that Blitzø dropped off just before this amazing screen-time call was made and took a sip. It helped a bit, but not much.

"Maybe we should leave Miss Loona to rest up and feel better, Pickle?" Naruto suggested. Sexy, smart and sweet, how the fuck did she get his attention being the lame Loopy loser that she was? Despite the awkward angle the camera had on him, she knew his smile was for her and her self-depreciative thoughts were stuffed to the side for now. "We want her to feel better so we can invite her over for dinner, right?"

Dinner with the sexy DILF and cute puppy, then let him put his puppy to bed, and then they could have 'dessert', right? That was usually how third dates rolled, in her limited experience anyway. Loona felt her tail thump at her side. Fuck yes, she was all about getting better for that.

"Yeah!" The Puppy chirped and her tail wagged – yes, clear the bubbles away, clear those bubbles and give Loona a peak at tha–Dammit. No, why did the wagging tail stop–?Oh, fuck. No, dammit puppy, don't be sad. If you cry that will ruin this call for Loona. "I'm sorry the Bee-Scream got you sick, Miss Loona...I hope you feel better."

Oh. What the fuck was that warm feeling? Please don't be a new round of puke, please don't be a new round of puke, please don't be a new round of pu–Nope, stomach felt fine. It was a weird tightness in her chest suddenly released. Wait, Loona was smiling. It almost felt like how she felt when DILF smiled at her, like she was a Hellhound worth looking at, but just...pure? Like a...it felt like that weird tickle she would get whenever Blitzø stood up for her when the married dipsticks poked fun at her. The fuck was this shit?

"Oh, no! Daddy, I didn't mean to make her cry! Don't cry, Miss Loona! I'm sorry!"

She was crying? Not heavily...like, one or two tears at most. Ugh, fuck. This chocolate-intolerance was worse than being hungover.

"I'm fine, Squirt. Just somethin' in my eye. Pride apartments are fuckin' crap." Loona grumbled and rubbed the leakage away. She cracked a smirk at the still frowning pup. "Don't beat yourself up over the Bee-Scream. It's my mistake. I'll be better in no time."

"Don't rush it. Trust me, it doesn't end well." Naruto advised. She snickered and then yawned again. Shit, this much interaction with the DILF and his pup was awesome, but so fucking exhausting. He chuckled and his clawed hand grabbed the phone. "Alright, executive decision. We have to go, I've got a meeting in eight minutes and you need to rest. Sleep that chocolate-intolerance off."

"Such a Dad...fine, but only cuz you told me to." Loona smirked despite the flare of fire that raced up her ears. "Thanks for the call, Naruto. Try not to have too much fun."

The tip of his tail flicked into view over his shoulder a few times and she felt a swell of Pride fill her. He was happy to talk to her, he was happy to see her, and he was happy to share his puppy with her. Fuck, but she lucked out with this hot Hound.

"Feel better, Loona. Sleep well."

"Mm, thanks." Loona smiled at him and let him hang up first before she set her phone down. Her stomach churned again and she groaned. An unpleasant pressure built up, and up and up until she couldn't contain it anymore.

"Loony~!" Blitzø shoved her door open as he came in carrying a tray of good. "I'm comin' in with some tuna soup fresh from that place you like by Envy–"

PFFFFFFFFT!

"...Oh...Sinister fuckin' Satan..." The Imp muttered before he fell back and dumped the soup all over himself. And her floor. Whatever, he'd clean it up later or she'd have a snack for when her stomach was settled.

All the same, Loona let out a sigh and curled into her pillow to catch up on some more sleep. She was so relieved that it was just gas and not more puke. Or anything else.

(Wild Things Facilitated – Main Office)

"There we go, don't we feel better now?" Naruto smiled as he combed his claws through Himawari's hair after their bath and clipped her bangs out of her face.. She was back in her pumpkin-themed clothes, whereas he pulled on W.T.F.'s 'uniform' sans the protective gear – ...what? It was comfortable and what he had on hand! He wasn't some stuffy, wannabe CEO from Pride or Greed, he'd sooner die than put a suit on – to hold the meeting with Qu–er, with Bee.

"Daddy? Is Queen Bee gonna be back?" Himawari asked. He smiled tightly, and he could feel his coat threaten to bristle.

"She should be."

She tilted her head back to look at him, which gave him a chance to straighten out the easily tangled fluff that sprouted around her neck. He had no desire to deal with another trip to the groomer's for some knots and tangles that had to be cut way too close to her neck. He was already on notice at his preferred place for his last reaction to their trimming on his neck, he didn't want to get banned for reacting poorly to the same thing happening to his puppy.

"D'ya think we can ask her to make Miss Loona better? Since the Bee-Scream made Miss Loona sick?"

"...You are too fuckin' sweet for this Hell, Sunflower." Naruto rumbled as he bent his head down and kissed her on the forehead. She kept staring up at him and he grinned as he finished straightening out her cheek and neck fluff. "I guess it won't hurt if you ask, will it?"

"Nope!" She beamed at him. He chuckled and picked her up to put on his hip as he walked out of the bathroom. Bee hadn't returned yet – small mercies were possible in this shithole they called Hell – and Priscilla was almost back to her prim and proper state he'd left her in before the Sin had shown up essentially unannounced. His Personal Assistant looked him over and scowled.

"No."

"What?" He frowned.

"No."

"'No', what?" Naruto set Himawari down so she could run over and start going through jobs to organize. The fact Priscilla only glanced at her, but didn't stop her, told him just how trusted his puppy was to help with his company. He felt his tail wag at the thought, but was torn from the thought and yelped when his P.A. slapped his muzzle. "Anti-Christ, Pris! What–?!"

"Get back in there and change into some actual fucking clothes!"

"I'm wearing clothes!" He growled.

"You're wearing a T-shirt and fatigues! Yes, you look good, but for fuck's sake, Naruto, this is a fucking Sin we're talking about! Our Ring's fucking Sin!" Priscilla snarled. She jabbed him in the chest. "It's bad enough she's already seen you half-naked, we need to show her that we are professionals–!"

"Which is exactly why Pickle and I found you panting and disheveled when we got up here, right?" Naruto growled back. Priscilla bared her teeth at him.

"I'd like to see you deny Queen Bee-Lzebub's advances, you smug little shit!"

"Don't bet against me, you ol' bitch! Y'know I'll always come out on fuckin' top!" He snarled, his own teeth exposed and his hackles raised. The two growled at each other for a good minute before a soft whine reminded them of their witness. They simultaneously glanced at the wide-eyed pup before they locked eyes again. Silently, they both backed up and calmed down.

"Naruto." Priscilla grit her teeth. "Go. Change."

"I don't. Have. Time." Naruto growled back lowly. He crossed his arms and shifted his weight as he held her annoyed glare. Another fight was going to break out if someone didn't back down first, and he had to set a good example for his puppy. Dammit, he hated backing down, but this wasn't a hill he was going to die on. ...Well, not alone. He rubbed his face with one hand while the other remained crossed over his chest. "Look, Pris, I get where you're coming from. I do, but it's bad enough I asked for fifteen minutes like I did, I can't ask for more time to change my clothes. Do you want me to get eaten?"

"Depends on the day, honestly."

He snorted at the retort as Priscilla walked over to stand behind his puppy and looked over her head at her progress. She scratched at Himawari's fully lavender left ear and his puppy was quickly snapped out of her concerned stare still locked on him. The five-year-old looked up to the small smile Priscilla aimed down at her.

"Very good, Himawari," she said and then tapped on one of the Wild Thing Freelancer packets his puppy had grabbed. "Although, just a bit of critique: we shouldn't send Beau with Beta Team. They already have a giant hound of muscle with Choji available to them."

"But Uncle Shika isn't as frontline capable as Uncle Buster," Himawari said with a frown. She picked up the job request set beside the team dossier she was assembling – his puppy could barely write her name, but arrange an efficient combat team was like second nature to her; she was going to be extremely dangerous when she was older...he was so fuckin' proud – and held it up to Priscilla to look over. "Its squatter extermination in Imp Town: that's gonna be mostly close quarters and a lot of small targets. Uncle Cho needs more onside cover that Uncle Shika can't provide in case Auntie Chase misses one with her thermal oversight."

"...So he will, I stand corrected." Priscilla smiled and rubbed the puppy's head. "But perhaps you could find another Wild Thing closer to Buster's size? Someone that could support Choji and Shikamaru."

"Oh, that would be smarter! Thanks, Miss Priscilla!" Himawari's tail wagged and she went back to her self-assigned project. Naruto smiled proudly at her before his P.A. cleared her throat and he met her pointed gaze as she stepped away. She gave him another once over with a curled lip and sighed.

"You're right," she said as she rubbed her eyes beneath her glasses before her arms loosely hung over her stomach. "Queen Bee-Lzebub should be back any second and the last thing we want to do is bring her vibes down further than they are. Did you happen to get a hold of Vortex while you were in the bath?"

"Yeah, he had no idea this was happening either–" Naruto sighed and checked his watch when it vibrated. He arched his brow. "Huh, speak of the Hound..."

"He's calling?"

"No, it's just a text." He snorted and pulled his Hellphone out. The text was just one word: RUN. Naruto arched a brow. "Well, that's ominous."

"What's ominous?"

"Sweet fuck!" Naruto jumped and spun around with a fist pulled back and a snarl on his face. He blanched as the Sin of Gluttony grinned at him. He let his fist fall, his shoulders drop and shook his head. "Queen Bee–"

"Just 'Bee'!" She poked him on the nose. He stared at the clawed finger – which smelled heavily of arousal, 'ready' female, honey and ...cotton candy, for whatever reason – that pressed into his nose. Well, shit, there went his semi-capable thought process; the default male Hellhound brain kicked in as he felt his tail start to wag and his pants started to get tight. The giggle she let out snapped him out of the daze he was put in by whatever the mix of scents on her finger was.

"Bee." Naruto corrected himself as he stilled his tail's wag and he took a step back. He resisted the urge to gulp at the flash that crossed her eyes when he did. "Please, don't surprise me like that."

"That's a fun reaction. Doesn't happen often, does it?" Bee asked as she leaned into his space. "I think I'm-a keep doing it."

...Oh, no. Naruto smiled tightly. She was like him: a button pusher. Guess all the traits he got about her from Vortex for their dossier on her were reserved for her parties. ...That made too much sense.

"How did she even get in here?" Priscilla mumbled. Which, great question! He had an answer to it, though: She's a Sin.

"I flew up and picked the lock on that window. Side note, three out of five. Might want to increase the security there." Bee answered his P.A. before she gasped and cupped her face. "Oh, my gluttonous horde! Look at the sweet, little bay-bee!"

"Hi, Queen Bee!" Himawari, now rejuvenated, cleaned up and in much better spirits than she'd been when they met before, greeted the Sin with a wide smile. Bee, for lack of a better word, exploded with joy. She squealed and darted over to hover in front of Himawari. His puppy took it better this time – Bee must've realized her power output gave her a fright and reigned it in, which was probably how she snuck up on him – and bounced in her seat.

"Hi, Sweetling! Oh, you're so fuckin' cute! Can I hold you?!" Bee asked and plucked her up before she got an answer. The action made Naruto suck in a sharp breath and his teeth clenched while he fought to swallow back a growl. Priscilla had to grab his shoulder to ground him – a raise twice over to her fuckin' pay just for that – because as protective as he was and despite how capable he was in a fight, that was a fucking Sin that was holding his baby girl! Sure, maybe he could knock her free, but he'd be dead shortly afterward and that wouldn't do anyone any good.

"So cute and pretty! What's your name?"

"Himawari!"

"Mm, yes. Love it! Did your mommy give you that name?" Bee asked. Naruto's jaw cracked as it clenched hard enough to crush diamonds in it. He folded his hands behind his back and dug his right hand's claws into his left wrist, the subtle flow of blood kept him focused on not freaking out.

"I don't have a mommy!" Oh, he did not like the way Bee tensed with his pup's happy chirp. "The dumb bitch that birthed me gave me to Daddy as a present and left!"

"Himawari!" Naruto and Priscilla snapped with matching glares while Bee let out a laugh. Naruto ignored it and kept a firm look on his daughter, she knew she wasn't supposed to use that word – even if it was an apt description of how he viewed Hinata – to describe She-Hounds!

"What? That's what Roxanne called her!" His puppy frowned. Bee snickered and started to rub her face against his puppy's with several cooes and praises on her appearance, which made Himawari giggle.

"Remind me to rip her tongue out the next time we see her." Priscilla grumbled.

"Get in line," Naruto said with a twitch in his eye. He and his ex-Friend-with-Benefits needed to have some serious words. Not only for teaching his puppy some less than savory behaviors or language, but also for leaving Loona hanging the way she did and ignoring the call he made to check up on her last night between puppy sobbing hours. He'd wanted to check in with her when Loona said she was getting on the lift with her, it'd been a few months since they last talked, but she just bailed. He wondered if him telling her Loona and he were dating had anything to do with it?

"Fuck, you're just so adorable! Can I keep you? No, wait, I've already decided, I'm keeping you!" Bee grinned as she closed her eyes and rubbed her nose against his giggling puppy. The words pierced through his thoughts about The Rockstar and his lips curled back on his muzzle.

"The fuck you are!" Naruto snarled before he could stop himself. Bee snapped her eye open to glance at him and her power filled the room. Shit. Shit shit shit! Priscilla cuffed him on the arm and he flinched. Yes, he knew he was an idiot, thank you.

"Oh?" Bee floated over with his now unnerved puppy in her arms and grinned up at him. Shit. Fuck. He was dead. He was so fucking dead. "And are you going to stop me?"

...He might be dead, but it would be worth it.

"Probably not...but I'll fuckin' try." He growled down at the Sin. Her grin widened and she looked at his now terrified puppy.

"Well, let's ask Himawari!" Oh, this evil bitch...Fitting for a Sin. "What'cha say, baby? Want to come home with me and be my puppy?" She asked and Naruto felt his hackles rise and his muzzle curled. He'd sooner raze every Ring to ash before he'd let that happen. The Sin looked back at him, wide grin still in place and a strange gleam in her eye. "Or do you want to stay with Daddy?" She leaned in and stage-whispered into his puppy's ear. "If you come with me, you can swear and party and drink and eat all the candy and Bee-Scream that you want~!"

"Um...I...I wanna stay with my Daddy." She reached for him and Naruto felt his temper fall away as his Puppy's pleading eyes met his. He held his hands out and gently, carefully pulled Himawari from the surprised Sin's arms. He held his once-again frightened puppy on his hip and nuzzled back as she pushed her head into his throat.

"...Fuckin' ouch, pup." Bee let out a small laugh as she crossed her arms. Her grin didn't reach her eyes, and her gaze didn't break from his. Naruto kept a wary glare on her and turned his head to Priscilla.

"Downstairs. I need the floor." He uttered before he kissed Himawari's head and smiled at her when she looked up at him. "You and Miss Priscilla are gonna go downstairs for a bit, okay Pickle? Be the good girl you always are for her."

"No, Daddy..." His puppy whined and he felt her arms around him tighten. He stroked her cheek and gave her a sad smile.

"Daddy's gotta work, Pickle. Go with Miss Priscilla, okay?" He started to hand her off to Priscilla and his heart cracked as she started to whine.

"No...No! Daddy! Please!" She clawed into his shirt and whimpered as her tail curled up. "I'll be good, let me stay with you! Please!"

"It's okay, sweetie, shh." Priscilla cooed and pulled her into a hug. She carried the fussing puppy into the elevator and struggled to keep her from howling. "Shh, come on, Himawari. Let's go see Mouse, huh? We'll go see what games Mouse has–"

"No! Daddy!" The elevator door closed and Naruto whirled to snarl at the Sin.

"Are you happy now?"

"No, not fuckin' particularly." Bee crossed her arms and tilted her head as she kept staring at him. That was not the same lustful one she gave him before. Now she seemed...curious? "You know I wasn't serious, right? About taking your puppy?"

"Real fuckin' funny joke. ...Let's get this over with." Naruto grumbled and stormed to his office. Still heated, he didn't think to jerk after twisting the handle and managed to pull his office's door off of its hinges. "Fuckin' dammit..." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He'd have to fix that later, that's annoying, but manageable. He set the door aside and then turned to the Sin. He held his arm into the room. "Take a seat."

"Not gonna make a power play and take yours first?" Bee asked before she tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. She grinned again and flew past him to sit...on his desk. "Fine by me. Let's skip past the pregame and cut to the main event: I want to invite you to a Private Party."

Um, what? No-no-no, that's not how these meetings worked. Naruto scowled.

"You wanted to work out an Escort Request. If you wanted a casual meeting, you could've just selected 'Casual'." It would be the fifth 'Casual' meeting he'd had in total. Three of the four he'd had before were with a few Princes of the Ars Goetia or their proxies. The fourth was with Belphegor to renegotiate their already existing deal.

"I fuckin' hate your stupid website." Bee deadpanned. He shrugged and crossed his arms. So she was tech illiterate, that wasn't his problem. She flopped back and kicked a leg up – geez, that was a provocative sight and a tight ass; what? He was annoyed and on edge, not dead – as she stretched. "What the fuck is the point of an Escort if you're getting more than one to work your goods?!"

"What else would you use an escort for if not to protect goods–? Ah, I see what you meant." Naruto leaned against his door frame while Bee looked up at him with her ears perked up high. He narrowed his eyes at her newfound grin. "So, you wanted to solicit a sexual partner for hire?" She nodded and he smirked. "Sorry to say, we don't do that outside of Lust. Can't really. Part of an agreement with Asmodeus."

"Oh, goddammit, Ozzie." Bee groaned and flopped back again. Why was she laying on his desk like that? ...Those leg spreads had to be intentional. Please for the love of everything evil be intentional.

"But I think we can manage a work around," Naruto said as his business-brain started ticking. Without Himawari in harms' way, he can focus on getting the Sin good and satisfied – not that way; he was not stooping to Vortex's level of scummary – so she could leave. He stood up and walked over to his filing cabinet that was set between his desk and Himawari's reserved space. He started searching in the second from the top drawer. "The good news is that since Vortex is only technically on our payroll–"

"I don't want to talk about him right now." Bee huffed as she rolled onto her side, one set of arms crossed and the other used to prop her head up while the other ran over her very, very noticeable hip. She glanced up at his eyes and then her eyes ran down his profile. "Cheeky fucker's in the doghouse."

...God. Dammit. Vortex. You do one fucking job I really care about and you are blowing it! Naruto closed his eyes and took a slow breath. He ducked his head. "It doesn't have anything to do with our first introduction, does it?"

"Part of it." She admitted. "Part of it has to be with him being so fuckin' self-centered not to notice that puppy isn't his and he screwed himself legally for no fuckin' reason."

"...What do you mean?" He narrowed his eyes as he turned to face her. Bee grinned and floated off of his desk to her feet and walked up to him. She poked his stomach and he winced – that felt like Jiraiya punched him, unholy fuck he's so outclassed – before she walked her claws up his chest.

"Us Sins got all sorts of neat little tricks. Ozzie's got his kaiju-sized cock that fits in any hole and a natural lubricant he synthesized for all of Hell to enjoy; Belle's able to take or share her exhaustion with her little herd of candle-heads; Satan's a fuckin' beefcake snack; Mam's got his technopathy and a blubber butt that always jiggles; and Luci's got fuckin' angelic power for days, but Me?" Bee grinned as her upper hands both started to rub over his shoulders. Naruto was pushed back into the file cabinet as her lower hands started rubbing his core. Uh, brain function is failing! Help! SOS! Do not reroute blood flow, belay that order! Bee giggled as she pulled herself up to look him in the eye. "I can eat and survive off of concepts as well as physical substances – this millennium's flavor is Vibes, FYI – and essentially read emotions."

One hand she used to stroke his shoulder drifted up to his chin and scratched there. Tail, do not fuckin' wag. Do not! Fuckin! You fucking traitor! Shit, it was almost as bad as the Red Rocket that was gearing up for take-off.

"But another little trick I picked up back when we all started this nuthouse? Gene splicing. I mostly use it on food and shit to see what tastes good, but it spreads to more than that."

"...So...I'm..?" Naruto failed to find words as his brain caught up with what she was implying despite the damned teasing he was going through.

"Congrats, Na-Ru-To," Bee leaned up – shit her cute little nose was cold against his flushed ears – to purr in his ear. "It's a girl."

She was his.

Himawari was his. She always had been before, but this was confirmation. Naruto's mind blanked out from the unfathomable amount of joy he felt, sensations of the Rings around him ignored as his mind raced and his tail wagged and his watch vibrated – wait, hold on. As best as he could manage, Naruto ignored the groans that the Sin hissed in his ear – "Fuck yes, your Vibes are the fuckin' bomb! Pure Joy is so fuckin' hard to come by down Here! Fuck, I'm so wet right now!" – and looked at his watch.

Jiraiya messaged him one word, all caps, with an exclamation point at the end.

EVACUATE!

He furrowed his brow.

"Oh, come on, no!" Bee whined. "Those vibes were so good...What soured your mood so fuckin' fast?"

Another vibration shook Naruto's wrist and a two-worded message replaced the last one.

MISSILE INCOMING!

"...What the shit does that–?" Bee, who was apparently reading his watch, was promptly interrupted by something – presumably the forewarned missile Jiraiya just messaged him about – that slammed into the corner of the building, blew out all of the glass of the floor and knocked both of them off of their feet.

AN: The plot – and girth – thickens.

Thanks for reading!