thebestkindofgreed

             "So hungry…." The mutter sounds in the hall making you glance back as Beelzebub shuffles for the kitchen. "I wish snacks would just magically appear when I need them…"             There wasn't anything special about how he said it, but you stop all the same. 'What if… They did?' You think, putting a knuckle to your chin. Could you really manage that? Without anyone else finding out?             'Beel would be so happy if I could pull it off!' You smile to yourself at the thought.             "Yo! ___! What are you doing standing there with that goofy look on your face?" Mammon's voice makes you look up as h

"Sweet senorita, why do you feel so blue?" The young, handsome gentlemen slowly pats the shoulder of the disappointed ginger haired girl, who was his loyal dance partner in the Bingo Disco. "Angel, my groove…" She complained. "It isn't coming out the way it should!" She explained further to the handsome dancer. "My groove isn't as good as it's supposed to be…it's missing something…a flavor…that blends well with it.." "Querita, you have that special flavor in you. You just have to bring it out, let it shine like la Sol and be as bright as the stars!" The young ginger didn't believe him, until he took her hand and leade

A/N: HAAAAY MY LOVELIES! A Sousuke Yamazaki one shot for you all! I really hope you guys enjoy this! (: Comments and favorites are highly appreciated! Walking out of the book store, holding onto the new cook book you had just purchased, you sighed with excitement. It’s been a while since you last cooked dinner. University had been making you live off of cup noodles and convenience store bento boxes for about 2 months. However, today, you get to cook dinner. But, this dinner you were creating wasn’t just for yourself. It was for your prince, your hero, a guy who saved you from a groper two days ago. You smiled subconsciously to yo

  Your cellphone vibrated in your pocket, and judging from the ringtone it was Japan calling. For every country you gave them their own ringtone; and since Japan, was, well, an otaku, to put it blunt, you had given him a Vocaloid song for his ringtone.  Digging around your pocket for the small device, you flipped it open and held it to your ear. "Hello? Kiku?"  "Ah, _____. This is Kiku speaking," Kiku answered politely. "I was wondering if you'd rike to get some snacks with me? Itary-san and Germany-san are out training."  "Shouldn't you be training with them too?" you asked curiously.  "No. Germany-san gave me a break," Kiku explaine