Disclaimer: Beelzebub and its characters doesn't belong to me.

A/N: Set right after Belze and Tatsumi's body-switching accident.

The Prince's New Clothes

~ Oga x Hilda ~

Tatsumi flinched when the scuffles from above increased.

"What is taking Hilda so long, huh Belze?" His sister, Misaki gently rocked him without knowing that the baby in her arms was her little brother.

"Seems like Tatsumi's refusing to go to school this morning," Their mother gaily remarked as she served breakfast. "Hilda really is a thoughtful wife to want to cajole him eventhough he's being stubborn." She didn't notice 'Belze' narrowing his eyes at the remark. You don't know half the story, mom.

"Master… please…!" Hilda wrestled with 'Tatsumi', who was refusing point-blank to put on a shirt. She had somehow, somehow managed to keep his boxers and trousers on. In Tatsumi's body he had Tatsumi's strength and while that was not a problem for Hilda, she really didn't want to hurt her charge – even if the body isn't his.

"Dah!" 'Tatsumi' suddenly wrestled free and jumped for the window, but Hilda latched onto his waist and dragged him back to the bed, where with some complicated maneuvers she straddled him and swiftly put on his shirt, buttoning it up before he could protest. Lucky for her, eventhough the prince was technically 'Tatsumi', he had yet to master fine motor skills and couldn't undo buttons.

BUT that didn't mean he couldn't rip them off if he wanted to. "Young Master," Hilda gasped at the protesting boy as she forcefully trapped his wrists, immobilizing his struggles. "I beg you, please do not take off your clothes while we are outside. This Hilda will not be able to stand the mortification!"

"Dabuh?" She had never seen Tatsumi pout, but Baby Belze's pout on his face was comically adorable. For a moment she forgot she was supposed to be getting him ready for school. They remained in that (somewhat compromising) position for a few more minutes, Hilda taking the time to absently tidy Tatsumi's unruly hair and Baby Belze gurgled happily at her attentions. Stay like this, with this innocent smile all the time, Master.

The moment quickly passed and she was staring to 'Tatsumi's face, who was staring curiously at her. "I mean it, Young Master," She said sternly, continuing her previous train of thought. "If you do so, I will be very very unhappy. Will you keep your clothes on, for me?"

Baby Belze thought it over and then nodded solemnly. Hilda decided to pull a leaf out of Tatsumi's book. "It's a promise you make as a man, so don't break it, alright?"

"DABUH!" Baby Belze nodded energetically and Hilda sighed as she slid off him and led him downstairs. Mentally she thought it was good that the real Tatsumi did not witness what just happened. She chuckled to herself and held his hand as she led him downstairs and carefully arranged her expression into one of strained patience. No, it would not do for him to know at all.