Mochi’s Fanfics

The woman’s eyes scanned him down before tilting her head a bit to the side. “Have we met? You look familiar somehow…”

“Not officially. But, I think I saw you a few years ago. Sneaking blankets to the refugee camp?” he raised a brow, hoping his intuition was correct.

She blinked. “You saw that..?”

“I did. You did well in doing that. Risking your life for others makes you brave.” A minuscule smile tugged at his lips when he saw her cheeks go aflame. “The name’s Levi.”

“I’m Y/n,” she smiled a bit. “Shall I help push you to your destination?”

Levi pondered the offer for a moment before giving a nod in response. She walked around to get behind him and grabbed a hold of the handles of the chair before proceeding to push him down the path. The walk was silent other than the distant chatter of people and children running about. She often glanced at his bandaged hand, noticing the missing digits as a frown made its presence on her face. She couldn’t imagine the hardship and sacrifice he endured for there to be a future for the world’s remaining population.

“Hey. My place is right here,” Levi pointed, snapping her out of her thoughts as she turned him to push him inside.

There weren't many possessions in the small space, other than a bed, chair, blankets, clothes, and a pillow. Although he probably had all of his stuff back on Paradis, he surely wasn’t planning on going back anytime soon. She noticed a small box in the corner with a fragile tea set sitting on top of it. Levi grunted as he slowly rose from the wheelchair to move onto the chair by his bed. Y/n helped by being his support, having him hold onto her arm so he wouldn’t fall over and injure himself any more than he was. He sighed as he got comfortable and looked at her.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. If I may ask, how did you get injured?”

“It’s a long story…,” he trailed off.

“I have time. Even though we’ve all heard the story of how the war ended, I’d like to hear your version of it.”

Levi looked at her in slight shock. No one had asked to hear his side of the story, though he wouldn’t blame them since they probably avoided him due to his scars. But her? She didn’t even hesitate to ask, nor did she show any reaction to his appearance. Gesturing towards his bed, he watched as she sat herself down next to him as he began to tell his story. From the day Paradis had discovered life outside the walls they hid behind, to the day the war had ended as she listened intently.

~Timeskip~

Months have passed and the refugee camp is slowly starting to become a village. Houses were being built, trees had been planted, the grass started to come back, and people were getting more resources like food, clothes, and spare blankets. Everyone seemed to be in good spirits and began to plan a small party for their massive milestone. However, Levi seemed to be in a sour mood the last couple of weeks while avoiding Y/n like the plague.

Y/n doesn’t know what had gotten into him and it hurt her deeply. One night, they were both in his new place having tea as they talked, and then the next morning, he completely brushed her off. It confused her to no end as to why he suddenly started giving her the cold shoulder. As the days went by, the more heartbroken she was becoming, for she fell in love with him. But he won’t even look in her direction anymore whenever she attempts to get answers as to why.

Y/n was making her way down the familiar path going back to her tent after helping the volunteers with food portions again, when she had stopped in front of Levi’s place. Her heart ached at the thought of him as she held back every urge to knock on his door, even though she wouldn’t get an answer from him. Swallowing a lump, she continued her walk until she spotted someone in the distance. And that someone being Levi due to the obvious object of his wheelchair being in sight. However, he wasn’t in his chair, instead, he was attempting to do pull-ups on a bar that wasn’t there before. She watched as he struggled to get his chin past the bar since it was probably straining the hand with fewer fingers.

He cursed as he lowered himself into his chair, sitting there in silence while his head hung low on his shoulders. Y/n frowned and made her way over to him until she was able to hear him scold himself for his failure.

“Fuck. At this rate, I’ll get even weaker and I can’t let that happen.”

“Levi…?”

Levi snapped his head up and blinked in surprise when he saw her. His eyes furrowed into his usual glare at her, making her flinch a bit as her frown deepened.

“What do you want?” His words were cold like ice.

“I… was walking until I saw you here. What were you doing?” She hesitated.

“It’s none of your damn business.”

His words stung, and here she was concerned for his well-being despite how he’d treated her these last few weeks. It wasn’t like he wanted to in the first place. He fell in love with the woman in front of him and had planned to tell her his feelings. However, that one morning he had gotten his usual check-up to monitor his still-healing injuries. And he had found out that he’d been gaining a bit of weight. He couldn’t do his usual exercises like he used to back in the Scouts due to his knee. So, the lack of movement and the foods he consumed in the three years had taken effect on his body physically. His muscles were nearly gone. He didn’t have that toned body he worked so hard to get anymore, he was practically pudgy now. Even his cheeks were rounder. He figured Y/n wouldn’t want that in her life. No one else he knew wanted that, saying it’d be too much for them.

So, he pushed her away and started acting cold towards her. It hurt him to do such things when she didn’t deserve it. But he had to do something about his weight, and he would just make her worry to death for pushing himself too much. Looking up at her, his breath nearly hitched when he saw her upset expression. She was on the verge of tears, and it was all his fault. Y/n turned her heels to walk away but Levi grabbed her hand to prevent her from doing so, forcing her to stay put but keeping her back to him so he wouldn’t see her cry.

“Y/n, I… I didn’t mean what I said…”

“If you needed space, you could’ve told me… instead you pretend I don’t exist or become mean for no reason…”

He could hear her voice crack as she spoke, tugging at his heartstrings more than they were. He gently tugged her back to him but she refused to budge. Levi sighed as he glanced over at the bar he was previously using.

“I’ve gained a bit of weight as of late… so, I’ve been trying to get rid of it so you wouldn’t have to deal with it since you’ve helped me so much..” he admitted.

“Why would I care…?”

Levi frowned at her response and tried to answer, but was cut off as she continued.

“Why would I care about your weight…? Have you ever stopped to wonder if I ever cared about how you look?”

“I…” he trailed off.

Y/n finally turned towards him as tears bubbled her vision. “I don’t care if you're muscular or if you're bigger than what you were before. I fell in love with you as a person, not your body. But that’s all you cared about and didn’t consider my feelings when you brushed me off.”

“Y/n…”

“I-I love you…. but you don’t return the feelings…” she sobbed.

Levi pulled her closer so he could bring her into his arms on his lap. The sudden move made her gasp in surprise as she looked at him through her tears. He reached up to cup her face with his hand, stroking her cheek with his thumb while wiping away the tears in the process.

“I do return the feelings.”

“But-”

He shushed her with a finger on her lips. “I love you.”

With that, he removed his finger and pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was surprisingly soft and sweet as her eyes fluttered shut, returning the gesture as she cupped his face in her hands. Levi sighed into the kiss while he held her closer to his body, his arms wrapped around her waist as he ran his hands up and down her back soothingly. When he pulled back ever so slightly,  he looked at her through half-lidded eyes as their breaths brushed against each other’s, which sent shivers up their spines.

“I do love you… would you mind spending the evening with me?” he questioned.

“Of course, Levi,” she smiled with rosy cheeks.

With that, Y/n carefully got up off his lap, aware of his weak knee, and walked around to grab at his chair's handles to push him to their destination. Levi watched as he rolled towards his home, glancing back at her now and then to make sure she was alright. Catching his gaze on her, Y/n looked down at him and smiled before getting to his front door. Levi watched as she opened his door and pulled him through the doorway backward. Once the front door closed, Levi rolled himself through the house, making her follow him until they got to his bedroom.

It was getting late, so Levi decided to get ready for bed a bit earlier than usual. Y/n watched as he got into his dresser and pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of pants then set them on the bed. Her cheeks flushed when he started to unbutton his shirt. She went to leave the room but his voice stopped her in her tracks.

“Don’t leave… I… want you to see what you’ll be dealing with…,” he hesitated.

At that, she turned around just in time for him to slip his shirt off his body. No abs in sight, his arms more softer, and his face looked squishy at the cheeks. He had, indeed, gained some weight within the last three years, but that didn’t mean anything to her. He was still the Levi she grew to love. She stepped closer and cupped his face in her hands, watching them squish together as she did while he gave a pout. A blush crept up her cheeks at the reaction she got from him as he half-heartedly swatted her hands away.

“Stop that.”

“But it was cute~” she giggled.

“I am not cute,” he huffed.

Y/n just smiled and helped him out of his chair and onto his bed before helping him with his pants. Levi’s ears flushed as she did so, not used to anyone helping him, nor had anyone seen him with no clothes. When she saw the scar on his knee where a titan had bit him, a frown made its way onto her features as she gently traced the edges of the scar. A shiver ran through his spine from the feeling, hence that the injury was still sensitive to the smallest touch. When Y/n had finished helping him, she cupped his cheek once more, stroking under the eye he could not see out of.

“You’re still handsome to me, Levi, and your weight is not ‘something to deal with’. But if you still want to lose it, I will help and support you.”

“Welcome, my dear kingdom. Today is the day Devildom will experience a change. A great change for you as well as I, for I will be stepping down from the throne to focus on my health and healing process. As you may have heard the rumors, my husband, Akuma, was an abusive spouse and wanted nothing but power over Devildom.”

She paused for a second to take a deep breath as she clasped her hands together.

“If it wasn’t for my brother, and the Seven Rulers of Hell, I wouldn’t be standing here now. I owe them my life, as well as a favor to my dear little brother, Diavolo. So, now, I would like to call out the next heir to the throne onto the stage, Demon Prince Lord Diavolo.”

The crowd clapped as the red haired demon walked into view and gave a bow to MC before smiling at the crowd with a polite wave. When he turned to his sister, he knelt down on one knee with a hand over his heart. MC took the royal ceremonial sword from Barbatos and held it up in front of her.

“As queen of the Devildom, I, MC, declare you, Diavolo, the new King of Devildom.” she announced while gently tapping him on each shoulder with the blade before sheathing it and giving it back to Barbatos.

The audience roared in celebration for their new king as the brothers clapped with smiles on their faces, proud that the Demon Prince had come so far since they first fell from Heaven. When Diavolo stood up, he gave MC a big brotherly hug before looking at the crowd.

“I thank you all for being here to witness this big change. I will do my best to be the King I need to be for this kingdom in honor of my big sister and our father.” He smiled proudly.

Barbatos proceeded to escort the crowd to the dining hall for food and refreshments as Diavolo and MC made their way down to meet up with Lucifer and his brothers. The oldest had a proud smile on his face when he spoke up.

“You’ve come a long way, Lord Diavolo. I know it was not easy on you since your father had left after we were taken in after our fall.”

“And I have you to thank, Lucifer. This would not have been accomplished if not for your hard work.” Diavolo smiled.

“What will you do now that you’ve stepped down, your Highness?” Asmo asked.

“Well, I will focus on myself for a while but I will also be helping with paperwork.” she smiled.

“Shall we go to the party and let loose of any stress?” Diavolo suggested.

“That actually sounds wonderful.” MC smiled as she followed her brother with the seven rulers in tow to the celebration party down the hall.

When they got there, demons were already having drinks and dancing to the music or talking amongst other demons. Everyone was having a great time and were glad that their Queen had come back. Now, their Demon Prince is their new King. What more could they ask for? Asmo ended up joining the crowd making videos of the party for his Devilgram story. Beel went straight to the food display and piled a mountain of food onto his plate before joining a sleeping Belphie at one of the tables. Levi ended up sitting in a corner of the room with his game since there were too many demons for him to handle. Mammon started making bets with a crowd of demons to earn some grimm through a game of poker. Satan sat with Levi reading his book while Lucifer decided to have a glass of Demonus with Diavolo in celebration.

MC ended up mingling with some demons she used to be acquainted with for a good hour before the questions about her marriage situation began to be too much for her to talk about anymore. She ended up sneaking out of the room to step outside for some fresh air, unaware that Satan had seen her leave and chose to follow. MC stood at the balcony railing with a glass in her hand as she took in the view of the kingdom, looking at the city lights as the moon shone in the sky. A small sigh escaped her lips before feeling a presence behind her. She turned her gaze behind her and saw the blonde brother standing by the curtains with his book in his arm.

“Satan? Shouldn’t you be inside partying?”

“I should be asking you the same thing, your Highness. May I join you?”

Receiving a nod, he walked over to stand by her side as she stirred the contents in her glass whilst in deep thought. Satan noticed this and placed a hand on hers that rested on the railing. MC blinked, snapping back into reality and looked at their hands before looking up at him.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

At this, she looked away, finding interest in her drink as she spoke. “I’m happy Dia is now King. really am. But…will things be the same between us and your brothers…?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well…I really enjoy being around you all. Will me stepping down from the throne make a difference in our relationship? Will you still want me around and spend time with you?”

“Of course we do. Just because you’re not the queen anymore doesn’t mean we don’t want you around. You’re more than just your royal status.”

MC looked at him in surprise, not believing what she just heard him say. She’s worth more than just her royal status? No one has ever told her that before, so she expected that everyone just wanted to be her friend because of her wealth and royalty. While she was getting her thoughts together, Satan took her hand in his and placed a kiss against her knuckles.

“You are beautiful, MC.” he smiled, a small blush visible on his cheeks.

With that, Satan gently took the glass from her hand and set it down away from them then pulled her into his arms for a gentle embrace. His arms wrapped around her body tenderly, as if to protect her from the dangers around them. Satan smiled when he felt her arms wrap themselves around his waist to return the hug. Her face buried in his chest as if to hide from the world. MC gave a deep breath as she slowly started to relax in his arms while taking in the scent of hardback books with the hint of red apple pie that he loves so much. Taking the crown off her head, he nuzzled in her hair; smelling the faint scent of her shampoo that she probably used the night before.

MC pulled back enough to look up at him with her chin on his chest; her cheeks a soft red hue as she gazed into his yellow-green eyes. His features were soft as he gazed down at her beauty, his hand coming up to her face as he stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. MC instinctively leaned into his touch of affection as her eyes closed in relaxation. Satan smiled softly at the sight as he cupped her cheek with his hand as his thumb continued to stroke her soft skin under her eye. When she opened her eyes once more to look at him, she noticed he was closer than before.

“Satan..” her voice barely a whisper.

“MC…” he hummed before leaning in to capture her lips into a kiss.

The kiss was soft and sweet as he kept his hold on her ever so tenderly, as if she would break like glass if he held her any tighter. The, now, princess unwrapped her arms from his waist and proceeded to rub up his chest and down his arms as she gave a sigh into the intimate gesture. It only lasted a few moments before they had to pull back to take a breath. Satan smiled down at her as he tapped her forehead with his own.

“Will you do me the honor of staying the night with me?” he asked.

MC smiled and hugged his waist once more. “Of course. We can go to my room so your brothers’ won’t bother us.”

“Sounds like a great idea.” he chuckled.

Before Lucifer could respond, Satan came into their view with a book in his hands as he read its contents. MC smiled at the sight and called out the blonde demon's name, instantly grabbing his attention. When he looked up and saw the two, he smiled at MC as he marked the book's page and hid it behind his back away from Lucifer's eyes. The eldest demon's eyebrow twitched, instantly knowing what kind of book it was just by that action alone but let it slide for now.

"Hello, Your Highness." He greeted.

"Hello, Satan. Have you seen my brother?"

"Not that I know of..."

"Oh..." she sighed.

"Wait. I do believe I heard Levi say something about 'anime with Lord Diavolo' before heading to his room."

"Levi...?" She looked at Lucifer in confusion.

"Then let's pay him a visit." Lucifer hummed.

MC nodded and went with him to go see the third-born brother in hopes that he knows where Diavolo is.

~Meanwhile~

Levi pouted when everyone had left his room, not realizing that he had scared them off with his constant rambling about the Hana Ruri movie and its differences from the first one. Or the number of times he's paused the dvd, which happened to be about every five minutes. When he was about to put his things up, Diavolo came back wearing a pink dress resembling his favorite character, Hana Ruri. Wig and all.

"Ruri Hana! Ru-Ru-Ruri!" Diavolo exclaimed.

Levi was shocked at the sight. "No way! You really enjoyed it that much?!" The purple haired demon suddenly grinned. "I'm so happy!"

Soon, Barbatos came in dressed as her sidekick Azuki-Chan. "Ruri-Chan, I'll always follow you no matter what!" He said in a high-pitched voice,

"You too, Barbatos?!" Levi exclaimed. "Awesome, then let's do it together!"

"Ruri-Hana! Flash!" The three of them exclaimed as they posed.

Suddenly, Levi's bedroom door opened, and in came Lucifer and MC.

"Levi, have you seen-" the queen stopped mid-sentence as she stared at the sight before her.

Diavolo's eyes widened in utter shock as a blush crept up his face to his ears, clearly not expecting his big sister to see him dressed like this. The five demons stood in place in silent shock, comprehending the situation that's taking place. MC slowly backed out of the room and shut the door, making Diavolo look at Barbatos and Levi in utter confusement as they could only shrug their shoulders. Well, more Levi as Barbatos just stood there as he took off the Azuki-Chan mask.

Suddenly, the door swung open again, making the three males turn their attention towards the doorway. A sudden click of a camera was heard as MC held up her phone towards them before bolting down the hall.

"I have blackmail~!" She laughed while she ran.

Shaking out of his stupor, he gave chase with a blush on his face. "MC! Delete that picture!"

Lucifer and Levi couldn't help but laugh at the sight while Barbatos just gave an amused smile. Seeing the queen be in such a happy mood brightened up their demonic spirits, for their progress of helping her majesty recover from her ptsd and depressive condition had grown drastic as of late. The sound of laughter echoing down the halls of the House of Lamentation was music to the brothers' ears. Heels clacked down the hall as MC ran for dear life from her pink clad brother, a grin adorning her features from the fun she was having. Suddenly, when she turned a corner, she spotted Satan several feet away who was nose deep in his book.

"Satan, help me~!" She giggled.

The blonde looked up just as she zoomed past, raising an eyebrow before spotting Diavolo coming around the same corner she had just come from.

"Stop her!" He panted while he ran.

Satan coughed to cover up his laughter at the outfit the Demon Prince was wearing before turning in the direction MC had run off to. Marking the page of his book with a grin, he tucked it inside his inner jacket pocket.

"Your Highness~," he said in a sing-song voice before chasing after her in top speed.

MC glanced back and saw that Satan was quickly catching up to her. "You're supposed to be helping me!" She squealed as she ran faster.

Satan chuckled, and he and Diavolo ran after her. It really surprised the two of how fast MC could run in those heels of hers. But Satan was faster, for he caught up to MC and snatched her up into his arms, spinning her around for a second as she squealed out in laughter. Diavolo soon caught up to them and rested his hands on his knees as he hunched over to catch his breath.

"How can women run in these things...?" He heaved, referring to the pink heeled shoes he was still wearing.

MC giggled and smiled as Satan set her down onto her feet but still held her in his arms. She looked up at him and smiled.

"You're such a traitor~"

"Sorry~" he smiled.

Once Diavolo caught his breath, he came over to the two of them but finally noticed how Satan had his arms around his sister and gave a glare.

"Get off of her."

Satan's cheeks turned a soft hue of red and gently removed his arms from around MC's waist and backed away before Diavolo would do anything else. The queen's cheeks were the same color as she adjusted her dress before looking over to her brother, who crossed his arms with a pout.

"Delete that picture."

MC pondered for a moment before quickly clicking a button on her phone. "Oops. I accidentally sent it to Lucifer."

"MC!" The demon prince blushed.

She just laughed and smiled at her brother as she eyed down his attire. "You might want to go change your clothes."

The red head's ears turned red as he nodded and went to change back into his usual clothes. MC let out a small sigh before looking up at Satan.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"I'm fine. But that was fun~" she smiled.

Satan chuckled and offered an arm to her. "Shall we go for a walk?"

House of Lamentation (8):

Lucifer: It's quiet.

Asmo: Mmhm, that it is.

Levi: It's almost TOO quiet.

Belphie: Well, it's meant that I've been able to get in some really good naps, so...

Lucifer: I suppose this means that when it's just us here at the house, we're actually able to maintain a certain level of peace and quiet.

Levi: If only it were like that all the time...

Lucifer: *OMG, yes sticker*

Lucifer: In any event, we should make sure to savor this moment. Because it's precious.

Asmo: Um, did the rest of you hear a really loud noise just now?

Levi: Yep, and it came from the kitchen. So you know what that means.

Belphie: Beel...

Lucifer: *annoyed sticker*

Lucifer: I spoke too soon. We've still got one demon here who's loud.

~end~

MC giggled at the one sticker Lucifer used in the conversation since, apparently, the littlest things can make the Avatar of Pride happy. She did recall hearing a loud noise a while ago but ended up ignoring it as she was too focused on the task at hand at the time. She glanced at the digital numbers at the top left of her screen for the time since she was starting to get hungry and had finished off the rest of her snack and tea a couple of hours ago. The clock read 5:37 P.M. There wasn't even an hour to go before dinner was to be served. Standing up from her chair, MC groaned as her bones cracked when she stretched once more from being in a slouched position since mid-morning. When she was satisfied, she grabbed the tea cup and saucer from her desk and made her way to the kitchen.

MC navigated her way out of Lucifer's study whilst making sure the secret door shuts when she's outside the room. Heels clicked against the tiled floor as she walked down the empty hall towards her destination. When she entered the kitchen, she spotted Satan prepping dinner at the island in the middle of the room. When he saw movement from the corner of his eye, Satan looked up from his task and gave a smile at her appearance.

"Ah, MC. Are you taking a break?"

"Actually, I finished all the necessary documents for Dia's coronation. All that's left is to prepare for the ceremony." She smiled proudly as she placed the dirty dishes in the sink.

"Really? I'm sure Lord Diavolo will be more than thrilled to hear this."

"I don't doubt it. What are you making?"

"Shadow Hog Stir Fry in Demi-glacé Sauce accompanied with Poison Berry Juice and Blood Macaroons from Madame Scream's for dessert."

"Sounds delicious. Need help?"

"I'm almost done, but thank you." He smiled.

The two of them chatted while he cooked dinner, going on about the books they've read or about a cat Satan had found hanging around the garden. Apparently, he tried to sneak it inside to his room, but Lucifer had caught him red-handed and forced him to take it back outside.

"Well, if you hadn't made one cat into hundreds that one time-"

"Oi. How could I not? The house would be better with them."

"You'd know every cat by name."

"Yes." He responded so quickly.

MC giggled and watched as he finished cooking the food and then proceeded to make plates for everyone. When he was done, she helped him set the table along with the drinks and several boxes of the macaroons. Satan pulled out his D.D.D. and texted in the group chat that dinner was done before pocketing the device in his pants. He pulled out a chair for MC and pushed it in when she sat down.

"Thank you, Satan." She smiled.

It wasn't even five minutes later when the rest of the brothers came pouring into the dining room to take their seats. Satan and Lucifer sat themselves on either side of MC as the rest sat across from them while they ate. Beel went ahead and helped himself to grab more food to stack onto his plate ad Mammon started talking about yet another great plan to get rich.

"I'm tellin' ya, my plan is full-proof! Just you wait, I'll be rich in no time!"

"You keep saying that, but it never works in the end..." Asmo sighed.

"And even if it did work, you'd be paying me back for all the money you've borrowed!" Levi glared.

"You will get your money! Jeez!" Mammon huffed.

"Beel, don't you have a game soon?" Belphie asked with a yawn.

"Yeah, I do. It's this Saturday evening. It's the championship." He said after swallowing his food.

"We'll make sure to be there to cheer you on." Lucifer hummed as he sipped his glass of demonus.

MC ate quietly as she listened to the conversations happening around the table. It wasn't until she got a text from her brother asking how her paperwork was coming along. When she was about to reply, Asmo ended up getting her attention.

"Are you feeling well, your highness? Should I repaint your nails and make them pretty again?"

"No, give her a snack. Food makes everyone happy."

"We're eating dinner, Beel. Maybe she needs a nap from all the work she's been doing..."

"I bet binge watching some anime will cheer her up. I have some really good ones to recommend."

"Nah. All ya guys' ideas suck. The Great Mammon will get her anything she wants."

"As if. What would really cheer her up is videos of the cutest cats."

At this, Lucifer glared as an eyebrow twitched in annoyance. "If you all start bombarding her, I will hang you upside down from the ceiling."

MC laughed a bit and waved a hand to disregard their offers. "It's okay. Thank you for the offers, though. It means a lot. I've just been thinking, that's all."

"It's not about the paperwork, is it?" Lucifer asked.

"It is, actually."

"Oh? Did you finish them?" He hummed.

"I did. So, now, all I have to do is start preparing for the coronation, which I plan on doing this Sunday. That'll give everyone about five days to get everything ready for the big change that will occur in Devildom."

"Oh! This gives me the perfect reason to go shopping for a new outfit~!" Asmo exclaimed.

"I do expect you all to dress in formal clothing for the event." Lucifer crossed his arms.

"Okay, jeez!" Mammon groaned.

"Your Highness, may I take you shopping for a new outfit for the coronation?" Asmo asked.

"That would be lovely, Asmo." She smiled.

"Yay~! I'm going to help pick out the perfect dress for you!" He said excitedly.

"Be careful, Your Highness. Once he goes shopping, you'll be gone for hours." Satan hummed.

"I will not!" The champagne-haired demon huffed as his cheeks heated up.

MC smiled as the rest of the brothers went on about what they'll be wearing for the special event and whatnot. If it wasn't for the seven of them, she wouldn't be able to do any of this herself. She was eternally grateful for all the help that they had given her in her time of need and healing. As she took a bite of her food, she glanced down at her arms, where they were once bruised due to either Akuma's death grip or being painfully restricted to the bedpost. Sure, the mental and emotional damage will still take a lot of time to heal, and she will have permanent scars in her skin from the lacerations. But as long as she had Diavolo, Barbatos, and especially the seven brothers by her side in her time of need, she needn't have to worry.

MC just laughed more, making the Avatar of Wrath pout in his spot as his blush spread up to the tips of his ears. He wanted to get mad at her for teasing him, but somehow, he just couldn't. Not just because her brother would have his head if he had hurt MC in any way, shape, or form, but how happy she looked around him. He swore she was like a gift from the Celestial Realm, by how much she brightened up the room with her smile alone. Too wrapped up in his thoughts, MC apparently had said something to him before she started to walk away, probably towards her room as she said she would do. Satan stood frozen in his spot, staring in the direction MC had left until he nearly jumped out of his skin when a hand had firmly placed itself on his shoulder from behind. His body tensed as he looked behind him to find Lucifer standing there with a raised eyebrow.

"Why are you standing in the doorway, Satan?"

"I-It's none of your business...!" He barked before stomping away to his room, leaving his brother there albeit dumbfounded at his sudden attitude.

Lucifer only sighed as he hung up the scarf he was wearing and proceeded towards his study. He didn't know what had gotten into Satan lately, but it was really pushing his buttons. And the pranks he was pulling with Belphie were getting out of hand as well. When he got to the library, he heard soft music coming from the study while its entrance was wide open. He raised a brow in curiosity as he walked to the doorway of the room, only to find MC sitting at the desk writing away on documents. She didn't seem to notice him at all as she kept her gaze down on the paper in front of her, reading its contents before scribbling down her name fluently in perfect cursive.

He smiled slightly at the sight of her before making his way over to the front of the desk to grab her attention. When MC saw movement from the corner of her eye, she finally lifted her head up to see Lucifer walking towards her. She noticed that he had removed that long coat of his and had loosened his tie, showing off his collarbone and flawless skin. Putting the quill pen in its display holder by its ink jar, she gave a smile whilst giving him her undivided attention.

"Good evening, Lucifer. I take it that your lunch with my brother went well?" She asked.

"It went well, I suppose, until Barbatos had to take him back to the castle to finish the work he had neglected earlier."

"I see."

"May I ask what you are working on?" He pointed at the papers on the desk.

"They're papers for Dia. It's almost time to make him the next king for Devildom."

"Ah. I'm sure you're aware of how proud he is for all you are doing for him in regards to his future as well as Devildom's. You're all he talks about anymore as of late."

"Yes, you have briefly mentioned that once or twice. It makes me happy that he thinks so." She smiled.

Lucifer sat himself in a chair nearby and looked at her while patting the empty spot next to him. "Care to join me for some small talk? I'm sure it won't hurt you to procrastinate on the documents a little longer."

MC pondered for a minute, thinking of whether to take him up on his offer or to do more work. When she looked at him, she noticed the small smile tugging at his lips, as if he was expecting her. Standing up, she made her way over to the small couch he was sitting on and sat herself in the spot next to him until she noticed how close he was. When she turned her head to look up at him, her cheeks got warm when he suddenly cupped her face with his gloved hand. MC stared as his thumb ran across her bottom lip as he took in the sight of her, his black and red eyes scanning her figure; how her hair was pulled back, the earrings that adored her earlobes, the jewelry that hung loosely around her neck. He drank in the very sight of her as his eyes softened when he looked at her lips.

The prideful demon slowly inched himself closer to her until his warm breath tickled her skin. She sat very still in her spot, wondering what he was going to do next as her mind raced with panic and nervousness. MC must have given him some sort of expression, for the firstborn demon had pulled away from his close proximity and gave a cough to clear his throat.

"My apologies, Your Highness. I don't know what came over me all of a sudden."

"It's ok.." she trailed off as she looked down at her lap.

The two of them sat in an awkward silence for a minute before MC quickly stood up from her spot as she straightened out her dress. Looking over at Lucifer, she gave a small smile.

"Please call me when dinner is done."

With that, she left the study in haste, making Lucifer sigh deeply at his mistake. When MC arrived in her room, she quietly shut the door and rested her forehead against it in deep thought. A hand raised itself to her lips, shakey digits feeling the soft pink skin when her mind went back to that moment. If she hadn't cowered away from him, he wouldn't have kissed her right there, but memories of such affection led to something else that was very unpleasant when Akuma was in the picture. But both he and Satan had kissed her when the Blood Moon festival was happening, so why was she backing away now? Was it because she's still healing? Maybe she's still fidgety from how close they get? She didn't know the answers to her own questions as her heart raced whenever she thought about the two demon brothers.

Then, it dawned on her.

'I'm in love with both of them...'

Her eyes widened at the sudden realization of the inner turmoil. There's no way she could be in love with both Lucifer and Satan, yet she couldn't stop herself from doing so. Their affections towards her, their smiles, their kindness, how they helped her when she needed it most. She loved that about them, but she frowned as she pushed those thoughts in the very back of her head, forcibly denying the facts of her feelings towards them.

Both mine and Satan's cheeks turned the brightest shade of red as Diavolo just laughed at our reactions. I'm pretty sure I heard Lucifer give a small snort as a smirk tilted at his lips.Giving a small huff at the two, I smiled as they waved whilst walking off towards their destination. I turned towards Satan and gave his arm a small nudge to get his attention. When his gradient eyes met mine, I pointed to the cafe that was behind us and smiled.

"How about we go inside? I wanna see the kittens~"

He beamed a grin at my suggestion before taking my hand. "I thought you'd never ask~"

Satan, then, opened the door and guided me inside first before following as the doorbell chimed, letting the staff know of our presence. When we approached the counter, a Lil' D floated its way over to greet us before letting out a small sneeze.

"Ah, excuse me. Fur got in my nose. How can I help?"

"A table for two, preferably the closest to the cat room." Satan replied.

"Of course, follow me."

The demon led the way to a window table that gave us a full view of the room where cats were playing. Satan got around to pull out a chair for me to sit down, making me smile at his gentlemanly manners when he pushed me in. I never thought the Avatar of Wrath could be so sweet. When he sat across from me, he proceeded to order us both some tea and snacks before the demon floated away to fulfill our orders. He then turned to me and smiled.

"After our little snack, we can go inside the room and interact with those cats."

"Really?" I perked.

"Mhm. I come here sometimes, usually when I'm not invited out to events."

"Events?"

He nodded. "Beel's on the Fangol team, and I'm friends with the team's owner and his coach. Sometimes, he invites me to cheer him on from the coaches' area whenever I go to his games."

"Oh wow. You must have a lot of connections."

"No, not really. And don't tell my brothers this, please. I'd never hear the end of it." He sighed.

I gave a small giggle before giving a smile. "Don't worry. I won't tell them."

"Thank you."

After that, our waiter soon came back with our drinks and treats. Placing them down on the table, he grinned, then left to go serve other customers' tables. I gladly took the porcelain cup in my hands and sipped happily at the beverage, giving a hum in content at its warmth.

"Your highness, look at that cat over there." He said as he pointed towards one of the cat trees in the other room.

I followed his line of sight and noticed an orange and white cat sleeping on one of the taller parts of the tower. It seemed to be in an odd position as it was hanging halfway off the tier in its sleep, but it seemed very comfortable as it napped away without a care. I gave a small giggle at the adorable sight and smiled whilst watching the rest of them play around or grab a bite to eat from one of the food bowls. The blonde demon grabbed my attention with a clear of his throat, making me turn my head towards him in response.

"If you like, we can go inside the room once we're done with our food."

"Really?" I perked.

"Mhm~" he grinned.

"I would love to!"

"Then it's settled." Satan smiled and continued to eat his food as I did the same.

After we were done with our plates, a Lil' D floated by and grabbed our dishes off the table as he handed us our check. I went to reach for the silky piece of paper, but Satan grabbed it before I could and gave a look. I blinked in surprise and looked up at him with a confused look.

"The man pays for the food, Your Highness."

"That's a stereotypical thing. I don't mind paying." I go to take the receipt, but he holds it away from my reach.

"I asked you out, I'll pay." He gave a smug grin.

I pouted, which made him laugh in response. My cheeks grew a bit warm at the sight. Seeing his genuine smile with that heartfelt laugh of his gave me heart palpitations. When he took out his wallet, he got out a card and gave it to the waiter when they came back. They took both his card and the check and floated off to run the payment through their system; soon coming back minutes later with the small piece of plastic.

"Thank you for dining with us." The Lil' D smiled before floating off to serve other customers.

Satan hummed as he took out a few bills from his wallet and placed them on the table with the receipt to serve as a tip for their service. As if paying for our meals wasn't enough. I watched as he stood up from his chair and came around the table towards me and held out a hand as an invitation.

"Shall we?"

I smiled and placed a hand in his as I stood, letting him guide me to another door where the kittens were being held. When the door opened, several cats perked up and looked in our direction as the rest did whatever they wanted. I quickly shut the door so they wouldn't escape and smiled at their cuteness when they began to surround us while giving tiny mews and squeaks, some more verbal than the rest. I knelt down to the floor and giggled when they started to climb onto my lap for attention. I took one in my hands and held it to my chest as it purred whilst nuzzling under my chin, missing the look Satan was giving me as I cuddled the baby in my arms.

We spent a good while in that room playing with the kittens as we talked. Satan ended up giving me a documentary about each cat since he had helped the café owner take in all of them when the store first opened. I smiled at his dedication to help stray cats off the street, seeing as they were his biggest weakness other than a good book. No one would probably see Satan for days on end if you suggested to him a really good novel. That demon will not put the book down until he is finished with it. I partially listened as he kept hoping about the cats and how he found each one as I took in his features. His messy blonde hair, those beautiful green and yellow gradient eyes, how passionate he is when he speaks about the things he likes, the way he expresses his opinions on certain topics. I could go on, but my thoughts were cut short when he called out to me by my honorific name.

"Your Highness, we should get going. It's getting late."

"Oh. I see. I didn't realize how much time had passed."

"Time flies when you have fun. Let's get you back to the House before your brother makes Lucifer send out Cerberus."

I chuckled and stood up from my spot with his help and exited the cat room. We both left the cafe and began to head back to the House where dinner was probably in the process of being made, even though we both had just eaten not too long ago. As we walked, he didn't attempt to let go of my hand in the slightest, which made my cheeks turn a soft hue of pink. I glanced up at him as he kept his gaze in the direction we were walking and one thought replayed in my mind.

A sudden knock gave her a slight jolt as her gaze went up to see Satan standing in the doorway with a fresh cup of tea in hand. “May I come in?”

“Of course. Come sit.” She smiled. Satan walked over to the desk and sat the cup in the same spot the previous dish was sitting after he had moved it.

“I figured you would be in need of a fresh refill. Along with some sweets to keep your mind going.” He said, gesturing to the few cookies that sat around the cup on the matching saucer.

“Thank you, Satan. It’s just what I was wanting.”

The blonde demon smiled. “You’re welcome. May I ask what exactly you are working on?”

“My main purpose of returning to Devildom was to make my brother king, remember?”

“Yes, I do remember you saying that.”

“Well, I am currently working on paperwork in regards to that. Trying to finalize everything so we can continue with the coronation as planned.” She explained.

“I see. What will you do once you step down from the throne?” He raised a brow.

“I’ve…not thought that far yet…” she frowned.

“Whatever you plan to do, I’m sure you will be happier doing that than all of this.”

MC smiled slightly. “I take it you’re talking from experience?”

“Not me. Lord Diavolo. He’s even snuck away from Barbatos a few times to go have fun in the human world or at the carnival when it comes to town.”

A snort emitted from the back of MC’s throat as she held back her laughter at the fact of her brother sneaking away from his royal duties. She couldn’t hold back the bright grin that etched on her lips at the image that ran through her head. Satan smiled at the sight as a blush crept up to his cheeks, his heart pounding in his chest as he replayed the sound that had come from her in his head. He wished only he could see this side of her and no one else. But unfortunately, he knew that Lucifer felt the same way towards her as well, and that fact made his blood boil. Satan needed to find a way to snatch her up into his arms before his brother could, not only to beat him, but also reassure MC that he would protect her no matter what.

When MC stretched her arms above her head, she gave a satisfied sigh from the popping of her bones due to the slouching she had been doing the last few hours. Satan noticed this and cleared his throat, grabbing at their attention when he spoke.

“Once you finish, would you like to take a walk with me?”

“I would love to.” She smiled. “Will you stay until I do? I just need some company.”

“Of course.”

MC smiled as she continued to finish off the few papers she had left to sign. Satan engaged into some small talk with her here and there to keep her on task, sometimes throwing in a sudden mention of a cat just to get a giggle out of her. Soon, she managed to complete all of her work as she stood up from the chair with a long stretch; a yawn escaped her mouth afterwards as she covered it with a hand. Satan held back a chuckle as he stood from his own seat and grabbed the dishes in his hands.

“I will put these in the kitchen then come back for you.”

“Oh, alright.”

As he left, MC started to collect all the paperwork, making sure they were stacked nice and neat before carefully putting them on an empty space on a shelf. Grabbing a sticky note, she wrote down the words ‘for Diavolo’ before sticking it on top of the stack; making a mental note to come back for them later to take them to her brother. When Satan returned, he walked over to her and offered out a hand to her. She smiled and placed a hand in his as he led her out of the study, guiding her down the halls of the House of Lamentation before reaching the main hallway to the front door.

“I hope you don’t mind walking with me to town. There’s something I want to show you.”

“I don’t mind at all. A walk into town sounds lovely.” She smiled.

Satan nodded and proceeded to the front door with her in tow. Before he opened them, he grabbed her winter cape off the coat hanger and wrapped it around her shoulders. A blush rose to her cheeks as she watched him tie the ribbon into a bow before gently reaching to pull the hood up onto her head.

“It’s quite chilly outside, MC. We don’t want you getting sick.” He smiled slightly.

“Thank you, Satan.” She smiled.

As he grabbed his own jacket, he slipped it onto his body before opening the door for MC to walk out first. She nodded gratefully at his gentlemanly manners and stepped outside, shivering at the chilly wind as it blew while waiting for Satan as he shut the doors. When he made sure the doors were securely shut, he offered a hand to MC once again, giving a smile when she took his hand and led her down the concrete stairs towards the iron gates. With a creak of rusted iron moving, they passed through the fence and made their way hand in hand towards town. It was a little ways of a walk, but the blonde demon finally got to the destination and gestured for MC to look inside the window he was standing in front of.

Looking through the glass, inside was a cafe of sorts. But not just any cafe.

A cat cafe.

Her heart melted at the cuteness that was unfolding inside the building where several kittens were doing what they do best. Being cats. Tiny balls of fur were curled up in the cutest way as they napped the day away while some were waddling around or playing with the other kittens. She giggled at the one tabby baby who was hanging halfway off the cat tree as it slept. Apparently, it was comfortable. She was too busy watching the kittens with satan through the window that she failed to notice two familiar demons standing behind them before one of them had spoken up.

“MC?”

She blinked and turned around along with Satan, surprised at the unexpected company.

“Forgive me, but it was Lord Diavolo who had given me your number when he was concerned about your well being.” Lucifer hummed.

“What do you expect from his royal lap dog…” the fourth born muttered.

“What was that, Satan?” 

“Nothing.”

If you want my number so bad, you can have it, Satan.” MC smiled.

“Wait, really?” He blinked.

“Of course~”

With that, Satan took out his D.D.D and opened it to his contact list. Pressing on the ‘Add New Contact’ button, he handed the device to her as she typed in her name and number before clicking the ‘Save’ button and handing it back to him. When he looked at the screen, he noticed that she added a cat demoji at the end of her name, making him grin and putting the device in his pocket. Hearing the doors of the dining room open, the three looked to see the other five brothers coming in, Beel instantly getting starry eyed when he saw all the food.

“Come, let’s get some before Beel eats it all.”

MC gave a slight huff in amusement before following the two brothers to the table. Satan pulled out a chair that happened to be between him and Lucifer, who was sitting himself at the end of the table. She smiled when he pushed in her chair as she sat down, giving a thank you before he went to get both his and her plate while a soft blush dusted the tips of his ears. When he sat a plate with food in front of her, Lucifer cleared his throat, getting Satan’s attention.

“You’re not going to get me a plate?”

“You’re a big boy. Get it yourself.” He huffed.

MC only giggled quietly at their interaction with each other and gratefully started to dig into her food with the utmost manners. Everyone around the table was either minding their own business or talking almost the others in pointless talk, like Mammon’s plans for getting rich. It wasn't until Asmo had piped up and gotten everyone’s attention when he started speaking to MC.

“Your highness, I’ve been dying to know how you and Lord Diavolo are related when you look nothing alike.”

“Asmodeous-“

“It’s okay, Lucifer. I don’t mind. I’ve actually been waiting for someone to finally ask this question.” She smiled.

All eyes were on MC as she wiped her mouth clean with a napkin before speaking up. “The reason as to why I look nothing like my brother, nor as a demon at all, is because I am part human.”

A couple of the brothers choked on their food and drinks while the rest either gasped or stayed completely silent in shock. MC waited until those who were choking had calmed down until it was Mammon’s turn to pipe up.

“Whadda mean you’re part human?!”

“Exactly how it means. My mother, had married our father, the Demon King, and had me.”

“But how?” Belphie asked with a yawn.

“Let me tell you! When a man and a woman love each other so much-“

“Aaahhh! No no no no no! Do NOT finish that sentence, Asmo!” Levi nearly screeched with a bright red face.

“Aww! But I was getting to the best part…” he whined.

“Exactly!” The six other brothers said in union.

MC only giggled before continuing. “My mother was human. She loved father very much from what I’ve been told growing up. I was too young to understand at the time.”

“What happened to her?” Satan asked.

“…..She was burned alive by her own kind for loving a demon.”

The seven brothers frowned at her sudden deflating optimism as she started to pick at her food after her statement. Reaching over to place a hand overtop of hers, MC looked up from her plate to see Satan with a concerned look across his face. He ran his thumb along her skin back and forth in a soothing manner.

“I’m certain she is proud to see how strong and beautiful you have become, my queen.” A blush dusted his cheeks when he felt his brothers glare at him from the scene he was making.

“Oi! Whadda thing ya doin’ making a move on the queen like that, huh?!”

“Who says I was ‘making a move’? Clearly you didn’t hear a word I said to her, idiot.”

“I’m no idiot!”

“Can you shut up? You’re too loud. I’m trying to nap here…” Belphie yawned with a tired glare.

Mammon huffed as he crossed his arm and began to pout in his seat, making MC smile as they returned to eating their meal as they talked about nothing. When Satan let go of her hand, he, too, returned to his food. But as she started to eat, it tasted bland and suddenly wasn’t even hungry at all. She ate it anyway so she wouldn’t regret it later. When only half of her plate was gone, she had excused herself from the table and made her way to her room to collect her thoughts. Her mind wandered as she walked down the dim lit halls to her room, wondering what this sudden emptiness was. She had been free from Akuma’s torment and abuse for nearly a week now, so she should be happy. Despite the instinct fear when one of the brothers approaches her here and there. So, why was there this sudden hollow void in her chest when she mentioned her late mother?

She had been dead for centuries. The memory was hazy from how long it had been when her father had told her that humans had killed her mother, being only about ten years old at the time. She thought from all the responsibilities that were suddenly dropped onto her at such a young age, she couldn’t fully experience any remorse of the news. When she got to her room, MC went inside and shut the door behind her, locking the deadbolt with a click. She glanced around the room with a tired expression, taking in the sight of lantern lights vines hanging freely from the ceiling. Her bed was made as a few pillows laid on the floor around it, making that part of the room somewhat messy, but it seemed to feel comfortable that way.

When MC approached the middle of her room, her legs suddenly gave out from under her, making her sit on her knees on the carpet. She didn’t know what came over her as she sat there silently as thoughts clouded her head. She tried to make them stop but they kept getting louder, her fingers tangling themselves in her hair whilst covering her ears in an attempt to muffle out the voices in her head. Was this really what she wanted? Why did it take her so long to feel something about her mother’s murder? Is she truly happy with how things ended between her and Akuma? She didn’t know anymore. All she could do right now is sit there curled up on the floor as silent tears fell down her cheeks, wishing for the voices to shut up as they continued to drown her in an ocean of her own negative thoughts.