Date started: 06/07/15

Date finished: 07/07/15

Mood: Exhausted

Today's fave word: Cream

Notes: Yay! My longest chapter ever in this story! To try and make up for my lack of updating I have written a second chapter, purposely updated not too long after my last one as an offering to my blood thirsty readers who are still upset by my lack of efficiency. Please do no expect me to post this regularly, but if you are unhappy by my production rate please inform me via review as they tend to make me excited and cause me to have more enthusiasm to write. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy my newest chapter!

Oga POV

"... So basically, if he gets separated from me he cries, and the further away the more it hurts. If he gets more than 15 meters away from me, I'm dead meat." I finished explaining the extended predicament I had been informed about, and forced to accept if I wanted to stay alive, by Helda the previous night, as I relaxed against the school roof's railing. "And that's how it is."

Not too long after that new kid- Cherio? No Chimere... ah! Forget it I'll just call him Jinn- disrespected me, I had forcefully relocated my self, Baby Beel and Furuichi to the school roof top to escape the judgemental gazes of my fellow classmates so as to avoid conflicts that could possibly lead to either Baby Beel crying, or even worse: becoming even more attached to me than he already was. Damn sadistic brat.

Furuichi shot me a suspicious look from his crossed legged position on the cement floor.

"Anyway, Oga..." He furrowed his brows. "Where did Hilda-san sleep last night?"

"Furuichi, you idiot!" I bellowed, sending an unforgiving fist at my so called best friend- and only friend if I was being brutally honest, causing the other teen to suddenly take an unexpected flight to another galaxy, via fist.

Unfortunately for me, while I was kindly informing my friend of how I did not appreciate his comment, I had failed to notice Beelzebub getting drawn away by an apparently fascinating bug until he was 14.5 meters from me being held by three delinquent brats, causing me to immediately panic at the chance of the kid crying and, consequentially, me suffering unimaginable pain.

"This distance... 13, no wait. 14.5 metres!" I declared after some rapid mental calculations.

"Oga, you gotta be more careful." one of the capturers warned, clutching the shaken up toddler in a death grip to still his struggles. "You have to watch the baby real close, or else..."

In his arms, Baby Beelzebub's eyes began to tear up as his body gave out noticeable tremors. I immediately became rigid in terror, eyes narrowing so as to convey the severity of the situation to the three idiots who had foolishly picked up the dangerous child. Beelzebub's shudders increased, instinctively my body began to sweat bullets at the impending doom of the demon's wrath.

"Don't ya move!" I snapped, not daring to move. "Don't move a step further away, you move, an' I'll kill you!" How many more metres do I got? God Damn IT!

The tree kidnappers seemed to sense my malicious intent towards them for forcing me into this tight situation, as they clumped close together, sweating in fear like pigs for the slaughter.

"Hey, look... Oga's breaking into a sweat." Yeah? Lie you can talk, you keep going like that and you'll flood the whole damned school. "Still scary as heck though." Damn straight.

"Move it, chumps!" A voice from behind the perpetrators called, drawing our attention. Further away on the rood stood two green haired guys, one with glasses and a scar on his right cheek, while the other rather obscenely left his tongue hanging out of his grinning trap.

"You guys are..." The three, now deemed less of a threat, started. "It's the Twin-Headed Dragon of Ishiyama. The Sanada brothers!"

"We'll be the ones to do in Oga." The recently arrived brothers declared.

"Who?" I, however, was still clueless as to who the new arrivals were, despite the others knowing very well.

"Idiot!" Furuichi snapped. "Those are the second years..." Unfortunately for me, he never managed to fill me in as he was rudely interrupted by yet another two guys who decided they had every right to interfere in other peoples battles just because one of them had the bulging muscles to intimidate any lesser man, as his friend oozed a tacky aura that suggested he thought his tacky purple suit along with his cheesy two finger salute made him a successful player.

"It's Abe, the Killing Machine!"

"Oh, you did a good number on me before!" If his dialogue and veins pulsing in anger were any indications, I had fought- and beaten to a pulp- this guy before. That's just a guess though, considering I never really remember anyone I had battled in the past.

"Hey, don't go forgetting me."

"Even, Good Night Shimokawa!" The voices of my fellow first years echoed in the background. "What? Why are all the leaders of the second year here?"

"Oga, this is looking dicey..." My friend warned from his cowardly position behind me.

"What a pain..." I groaned, only to straighten up and glare at the kidnappers who were trying to take advantage of the new distractions to get away with the little green haired pain in my ass. "Hey, you jerks! Stick closer to me, or I'll kill you." I turned towards my new opponents regretfully. "I'm headin' out."

Aright, this is no big deal. I've been up against more that four at a time in the past, this'll be a piece of cake. I'll just have to goat them into coming closer so I don't leave the fifteen meter mark instead of outright charging at my enemies instead. Shouldn't be too difficult considering how hot headed my fellow students at Ishiyama high are. I shuffled a few steps away from the huddle of first years, and baby, toeing the 14.8 metre mark, not daring to risk going any further in case my mathematics were incorrect, which wouldn't be surprising since I suck at academics.

"Get over here, you!" I called to the bald muscle builder, his name having already slipped my mind. "You chicken? Come here." I waved them over.

"Oh, yeah?" His sleazy associate also responded, the both of them rushing me only for them both to be sent flying into the stratosphere by my newly dubbed Oga "barely 15 meters" punch! That left me awkwardly extended in a deep lunge with my arms in a crucified position in line with my shoulders to give me an extra long reach in order to deliver my attack. Oh well, it got the job done.

"Hey, not bad rookie." The be-speckled Sanada brother praised, lifting a screwdriver he had pulled from nowhere on level to his ugly mug.

"I'll saw you in half!" His counter part informed me, raising up a huge chainsaw, which I know or a fact was not there previously. "With my secret technique, the Texas Chainsaw!" I resisted the urge to sweat drop. It's not much of a secret how your victims ended up in half really, is it?

"Die!" The two of them lunged in harmony. Just like the previous two, the brother met a shared fate by having their faces pummelled into the ground with my "ground punch!"

" A two-fer!" one of the three kidnappers called in disbelief, his face darkened in fear as he knew that he too would met a similar end. My face remained a mask of anger as I stalked towards them, quickly eating up the distance between us. "Uh, we're sor-"

"Daddy's Home!" I declared, my fist taking homage in his fleshy cheek. "Next time you make off alone like that, I'll stomp you flat-!" I turned to scream at the spawn of Satan, only to see thin air where I had believed the baby would be clinging to my arm. Dread made my face pale as I spotted a flash of green hair fall downwards... over the rail of the roof.

"SSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIII-!"

Both me and Furuichi sped to the buildings edge in hopes of seeing the child clung to the side, only to have no such look. I leant precariously over the metal poles, mentally estimating the distance between the roof and earth. That's gotta be... I don't know! At least 20 meters, Damn! I'm so dead! In my panic, I lift my leg, fully intending to jump head first off of the roof in hopes of catching the child without leaving the 15 meter range, however I stopped just short of shifting my weight enough to actually fall over.

Why? Because a figure unexpectedly propelled themselves out of a second story window, clutched Baby Beel to their chest before landing in the branch of a conveniently placed tree next to the schools wall. After yet another moment, they had managed to thrust them self up high enough to grasp onto the roofs ledge with one hand, preform a hand stand and flip over the railing to stand beside me and Furuichi. Unbelievable? How do you think I feel having witnessed it? Damn, how much strength does this guy have in their legs?

Straightening my self, I finally managed to pull myself out of my shock and recognise who exactly had just saved me from a world of pain. Jinn, the no-good new kid who was the reason I was on the rood to begin with. In his arms Baby Beel thrashed with enthusiasm, tears still present in the corner of his eyes from the scare he had received, although he had developed an awe inspired blush as he gazed in bewilderment and joy at his fellow green haired saviour.

I was so grateful, that I never saw the fist aimed at my face until it was too late. I was on the floor with the new kids shoe grinding my face into the ground in seconds.

"What sort of despicable demon would throw their own kid off of a building? Are you deranged? How about I throw you off an see how you like it? Over, and over, and over again until I break every god damned bone in your freaking body, you sorry excuse for a human being!"

Ah, it seems my situation has been misinterpreted.

"Oi, Oi, Oi!" I call, my voice muffled since my cheek was smushed against the cement. "You've got it all wrong! I was about to jump off after him-"

That earned me a kick to the back of my head, good thing I have a thick skull.

"Oh? So since your to pathetic to take care of your own kid, you decide to kill him and then off yourself? What sort of twisted logic is that?"

"No, you seem to have gotten it all wrong. You see... now how do I explain this?" Furuichi started, only to receive a piercing glare from the rampaging teen.

"You wait your turn, I'll get to you. To think there is someone alive who would stand and watch silently as someone killed themselves and their off spring! Suicide is defiantly the worst thing a person can do, followed closely by murder."

"Huh?" I grunted, trying to lift my head from under the rubber soled trainer. "Why isn't murder first?" I fished for a distraction, perhaps if I get him distracted I'll get a chance to escape.

"Because you have to be strong willed and minded to take another life, you have to be ready to accept the burden of ending another existence too early when you have no right to decide. However, suicide is cowardly. Something that weak minded people see as an escape from the responsibilities they are given; the easy way out of you will." Jinn spat out, his foot not moving an inch. "They don't even have the will to fight for themselves, those are the kinds of people I hate the most in this world."

Unnoticed by any of us, Beelzebub seemed to not be taking my beating very well, perhaps because he had chosen me because of my strength to protect him against all others, or maybe it's because Jinn was ignoring him in favour of running me into the ground, literally. His chubby cheeks flushed in anger, the tears that were festering just behind his lids began to run as a wail escaped his trembling lips. Then, as always, the lightening began, roasting both of the strong individuals.

"AHHHHHH-" Both I and Jinn screamed in agony, though inside I was secretly glad that Jinn had to suffer through this torture with me, this guy was really starting to dance on my nerves. At least now he was getting a small taste of what I had to put up with, being the "Father" of this demon spawn.

The teen crumbled to the floor, allowing me to rise from my horizontal position, only to freeze at the unexpected display the disturbance had caused.

The brat's attack had caused Jinn's beany to fall from his head, while his uniform- if you could call it that- was crumpled and undone in certain areas, revealing a feminine face framed by short, grass-green hair, with a decent amount of cleavage (for a 16 year old) peeking from between their zipper, causing the inevitable blush and nose bleed from Furuichi.

Jinn is... a girl?