Prompt: Door
Characters: Oga Tatsumi
Series: Beelzebub
O.C: Unnamed
Genre: Comedy
Theme Song: N/A
Warnings: None
Date: 26th November 2012
Author’s Note: Snippet from a full length story.

It was another peaceful morning in the Oga household as the sun beat down relentlessly on the quiet neighbourhood. Mother and Father had gone on a short vacation and left Mizaki in charge of her idiot brother and his ever growing family. The authority figure had just sat down when there was a fierce knock on the front door. ‘It must be her’, she thought. “Tatsumi, get the door; I’m busy!” She shouted as she lounged back and the television.

Heavy footsteps thundered from the floor above, shortly followed by a string of curses. It wasn’t a moment before the delinquent had made his way down the stairs, shirt half ed and bed-headed, accompanied with a demonic expression and black bags under his eyes. “Busy? You’re watching the goddamn TV!” He grumbled as he stalked towards the door.

No sooner had he opened the door, a suitcase found itself being threw at the already irritated lad. “Oi~ BakaSumi, long time no see.”

Oga didn’t even need to look up to know who had just attacked him. “No! Just no!” The teen yelled in panic as he tried to slam the door shut on his guest.

Before Oga knew it, the unwelcomed guest had jammed a foot in the doorway and took a grip on his already scruffy hair. “That’s not polite...” A wicked smile grew at his alarmed reaction.

“Who’s at the door?” Mizaki was now behind her younger brother, wrestling to get a look at the owner of the hand clawing at thin air.

While backed against the wall, Oga kept his foot against the door. “The demon from Hokkaido! Quick, get the salt and holy water!”

He was being totally irrational. They had known each other all their lives – Miserable lives, Oga would say, when it comes to her at least. He used to be such a nice boy...Until she influenced (bullied it into) him. And now...Now she was here to make his life Hell all over again.

Just then, the force pushing on the door stopped. Oga looked to his sister in worry. “Bastard...” The guest growled lowly. Oga tensed. He knew maybe now was a good time to go and duck out the back, but his legs just wouldn’t listen to him. “Do you know how long it took me to get here? I travelled by train Goddamn it!” She began shrieking and slamming her hands on the partition that separated her and her would-be victim. “Then...” She coughed a laugh. “Then, I have to deal with this heat. And now my beloved cousin won’t even let me through the door.” The sound of shuffling came from the garden, followed by fabric moving along the wall beside the door, and finally a huff.

Poor Oga didn’t even have time to laugh sarcastically when Mizaki yanked the door open and threw the cowardly delinquent outside. “Don’t be a fool when she’s travelled all the way here.” She scolded. “Show her around.” With that, she took the ‘Demon girl’s’ bags and went back inside before slamming the door shut behind her.

As the lock to the front door clicked, Oga felt like he’d been locked away from a crime he didn’t even commit.

So much for Sunday’s being relaxing.

 

Updated: 4th February 2018 – 19:52