Too Many Frogs for one Kouhai

Well, I just came up with this randomly one day, and I'm about to subject you to my imagination. If that's not enough to scare you off, I don't know what will. It's BelFran, or B26, so I guess those Yaoi fans out there won't care. Am I talking too much? Just in case, I'll start writing immediately.

5:45 AM

Fran's sleepy teal eyes fluttered open, and he soon yawned and stretched. "Morning already...?" he asked his clock. "... Yep. It's morning." He reached over and turned on the light, and flinched when he saw his room. "What the hell?" he yelped in suprise. He calmed himself, and looked around the room. No matter where he looked, there was a frog in every inch of space, whether it was real or not. Fran looked up, suddenly realizing that his hat was even heavier than usual. Not seeing anything, he slowly took it off. There was a huge bullfrog on his hat, and it geko'd at him when he met it's gaze. "Why are you here?" he questioned the animal.

"Kero!"

"What's your name?"

"Kero!"

"What do you want with me?"

"Kero!"

"Have you heard of Prince the Ripper?"

"...Kero?"

"Yeah, I didn't think so."

Fran put the hat back on, deciding against questioning the frog further. He glanced at his clock and saw several frogs, that seemed to be poisonous, perched on his clock. He moved up to them. "Do you three know why you're here?"

"... KERO!" Fran raised a brow.

"Now there's no need to yell, I just asked a question." Then, the teal-haired boy indigantly got off his bed, taking care not to step on any of the frogs, and started out his room. Before he opened the door, however, he took off his hat again. "You don't mind if I go out for a bit, do you?" he asked the bullfrog.

"Kero."

"Thanks."

Fran then opened the door to leave, calling into his room, "You all just sit tight, I'll be right back." With that, he walked out of the currently frog-infested room, and started down one of the halls that would lead to Belphagor's room. After walking down an annoyingly long hall, Fran saw the room with the name 'Prince' written on the door. He knocked.

...

...

"Fake-prince-senpai? You there?" he called. After receiving no response, the door was kicked open. "I don't have to be polite, you know," he said as he walked into the blood-red colored room, "I can kick down the door if I want. ... Senpai?"

"Give the prince a second, Froggy, he's just finished his morning shower," Bel shouted from behind a door.

"Fine," Fran sighed, sitting down on the prince's bed. 'Why's he showing? It's not even six yet. Maybe he's making sure no one will walk in on him. Things have been more dangerous since Lussuria and that boxing kid broke up...'

After a couple of minutes with Fran being tempted to shout 'it's been more than a second!', the prince finally left the bathroom, wearing pants, but no shirt. "What's up, Froggy?" he asked with the usual cheshire grin.

Fran pointed to his hat. "Why are there frogs all over my room?" he asked.

"Shishishi~! I'll bet they're here for a family reunion," Bel laughed, taking the seat beside Fran. He looked at the bullfrog. "It's your long lost uncle!"

"Real funny, senpai," Fran muttered. He took off his hat and set in in his lap. "You aren't my uncle, right?" he asked the frog.

"Kero."

"Yeah, I didn't think so."

Bel looked amazed, "Wow, Froggy, I didn't know you could actually talk to frogs."

Fran gave him a deadpan expression, "I can't, senpai."

"Then why'd you talk to it?"

"First of all, senpai, it's a him. I can tell that much. Second of all, frogs are a better audience then you've ever been. They actually say things that matter," Fran explained.

Bel looked a bit taken back by his kouhai's remark. "The prince always says things that matter!"

"Name one thing, senpai," Fran ordered, "then I'll believe you."

"Uh... 'We're out of strawberry ice-cream, prepare to be stabbed'?" the prince quoted himself.

"Nope. We could've found that out on our own, when we saw you standing with several knives in your hand JUST after being told that we're out of strawberry ice-cream. No idea why you like the stuff anyway," Fran said in his droning, monotonous voice.

"Tch. Your opinion doesn't matter," the prince growled. "I'm going out." With that, he stood and started to walk away.

"Why's that, senpai?" Fran asked curiously, following the prince.

"Killing spree," Bel hissed through his teeth. Hearing that, Fran grabbed his arm.

"You can't senpai, Lussuria says you've killed too many people lately already. Kill much more and we'll have to bribe the cops, and I think that would mean trouble for you, senpai," he told the other firmly.

"... Let me go, you aren't allowed to touch the prince," Bel growled. Fran saw then the faintest quiver in Bel's expression. 'Low on humor, I'll have to cheer him up,' Fran sighed to himself.

He reached up as much as he could and patted the top of his hat. Somehow, the frog understood the gesture, and leapt onto the prince's shoulder. "Kero!"

Belphagor looked at the frog seriously. "Fran, why are you so close to the prince?" he asked.

"That's not me, senpai, that's a frog," Fran said, folding his arms.

"I wasn't talking to you, Froggy, I was talking to Fran," Bel said, still looking at the frog.

Fran sighed heavily, "Senpai, you shouldn't name frogs."

"I know, you have such a short lifespan, I really shouldn't get very attached to you," Bel said.

"Senpai, please stop calling me a frog. In case you haven't noticed, I'm actually a person. I'm talking to you right now," Fran told the prince. Bel picked up the bullfrog and put it back on Fran's hat, then leaned down until his eyes were level with Fran's and his face was mere centimeters away from his kouhai's.

"I know, Froggy," he said, "The PRINCE knows."

As soon as he'd finished the sentence, he suddenly pressed his lips against Fran's, an attack that came totally unexpected. Fran was too startled to react immediately, but when he realized that Belphagor was really KISSING him, he pulled back immediately. "Senpai!" he complained with the shock, "What was that about?"

The prince just stood straight again. He looked down. "Don't worry about it." With that, the prince strode away, leaving a very confused Fran behind him. Fran took off his hat once more.

"Did you see that, 'Fran'?" the actual Fran asked the frog.

"Kero!"

"That's never happened before, what was he thinking?"

"Kero!"

"Alright, calm down, I'll take you back to where all your friends are, ne?"

"Kero~!"

And Fran started back towards his room.

-End Chapter

UPDATE! I had all the frog sounds as 'Geko' earlier because I watch Soul Eater and I was POSITIVE Eruka said Geko, not Kero. However, I actually looked up Japanese Frog Noise and found that it was Kero. So... I'm changing it now.

I planned to make this a twoshot, but it may end up with three chapters. If this is already stupid enough, you can ditch this fanfic and read something more intresting, but I personally want to find out how this turns out...
Fran: Even though YOU'RE the author?
Me: Yup.
Fran: Huh.
Me: Please review~!