Hello, i started typing this on my nook when i was bored so after a few touch ups i decided to publish it. i apologize in advance for any speelind and/or grammar mistakes.
Disclaimer- i do not own KHR, sadly.- ENJOY! XD
Fran is a secret writer, using the pen name: Froggy Mist, holding no picture to the name. His books are in the top ten best selling but he never does interviews or appears in magazines or newspapers. The only people who know who he really is, is his manager, editor, and publisher. Otherwise he is known to the world as just himself, cute, monotone, green hair and eyes, lithe, and working for minimum wage as a waiter for the Kokuyo café. He didn't want fame, he just wanted to write.
Bel is a famous singer, also known as Prince the Ripper, for the band Varia. His band is in the top ten and he is on T.V. every other day. When he's not on T.V. he's in the paper or a hot magazine, the places he loves to see himself. Everyone knew him; those who didn't lived under a rock. He is known to the world as fame, handsome, a voice of heaven, shaggy blonde hair with eyes hidden behind it, tall, and earning 35 million a year. He wanted to be famous, and he was.
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It was a simple Thursday for Fran as he slept in; he had finished his manuscript and didn't have to work today.
*Ring-Ring-Ring*
Never mind.
Fran opened his eyes groggily and reached over to where his phone sat on the bedside table. He picked up the buzzing noise of plastic and looked at it, the caller I.D read 'Mukuro (pineapple head)' his boss and owner of Kokuyo café. Fran sighed and sat up, pressing send and then lifting the phone to his ear.
"Hello." He said groggily though it sounded as monotone as always.
'Fran, I'm sorry Little One but I need you to come in today. Ken got sick and couldn't make it, I'm short one waiter.' Mukuro sounded remorseful and at the same time demanding.
Fran sighed and looked at his alarm clock, reading the neon green numbers as- 6:03 a.m. He sighed again and said, "Sure Mukuro, I'll be there in twenty minutes." Before the other could speak he hung up. He got out of bed and decided to get a quick shower before heading to work.
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Bel had just finished another interview and was hungry. He had to skip breakfast because he woke up late and wasn't able to eat because of the interview. He was sitting in his limo with his stylist, Lussuria and crappy manager Levi who were in a heated discussion about something he didn't care about. His stomach growled suddenly and the limo went silent.
"Ushishishi, the prince is hungry." Bel said, looking out window.
"Oh, well I know this perfect little café that a friend of mine owns. It's close by." Lussuria said happily. Bel shrugged his shoulders, whatever to get him feed. Lussuria turned to the driver and gave him the directions; they were at a café called 'Kokuyo café' in less than five minutes. Bel got out of the limo and walked to the front door and stepped inside, not waiting for his manager or stylist. When he walked in a girl with purple hair timidly came up to him, "Hello sir, how many in your party?" she asked.
"Three." He decided to be nice and let the other two sit with him. He found a table and soon enough Lussuria and Levi joined him. He looked down at a menu that sat in front of him, he didn't touch it, Lussuria would order for him.
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Fran had been working for a couple of hours and was starting to feel the consequence of only have a few hours of sleep. He looked over his area of tables and noticed a few people had sat down at one of them. He sighed and made his way over to them. When he arrived at the table he looked his customers over, there was a man or woman, he couldn't tell, with a multi colored Mohawk, and a man who looked like he had been plucked out of the garbage. The last one Fran didn't know what to make of. He was handsome but his eyes were covered with his think blonde bangs.
"May I take your orders?" Fran asked in his best monotone voice, basically the same as normal.
Lussuria and Levi looked up and gaped at the young beautiful male before them. Noticing their faces Bel looked up too. His eyes met the most beautiful person, besides himself, that he had ever seen. The male made an impatient noise, obviously used to the stares, and asked again, "May I take your orders?"
Lussuria and Levi mumbled their orders quickly but never took theirs eyes of the male, who in turn, rolled his. He looked at Bel expectantly, waiting for his order, when it didn't come he started tapping his foot, hoping to show how impatient and tired he was. Noticing the action Lussuria decided to speak up, but it was too late, the green haired beauty lost his cool.
"Excuse me sir, I would kindly appreciate if you would order already, you are not the only customer here. Or what's the matter cat got your tongue?" Fran had about had it, he had been working longer than he had slept and the guy was not making his day any better.
"Ushishishi, the prince does not order his own food, peasants do it for him." Bel smirked.
"The only thing I see is a crazy stupid fake prince who thinks he's too good to order his own damn food." Fran nearly shouted, it took his all not to. Fran wasn't the only one who was fed up; Bel was getting tired of this cheeky kid. He stood up with the full intention of yelling at the teen, but was cut short when he accidentally shoved a waiter passing behind him. The waiter had been caring a tray of steaming hot soup when the singer suddenly stood up and knocked him. He had been knocked off his feet and the tray he was caring spilled.
Fran was shocked at the sudden action of the blonde but was even more shocked when the male bumped into one of the waiters. Sending the unsuspecting fellow to the floor and the hot soup flying straight at an unsuspecting little girl. Before he even registered what he was doing he bolted. He practically leapt over the table in front of him to reach the girl, hopefully in time. The steaming liquid was barely a foot away when Fran reached the girl, he covered her with his body, just as the soup splattered his back, he could feel his back burn. The now empty bowl landed two feet to his right and shattered.
Fran backed off from the little girl, he looked her over and she seemed fine, scared, but fine. "SALLY," he heard someone yell from behind him. Figuring it as the girl's mother he picked her up and took her over to her mother, careful not to step on the glass strewn across the floor. As soon as he was in arms reach of the girl's mother she snatched her out of his arms.
"I'm sorry for the disturbance madam, to show our apologies, you will have your meal free." Fran said politely. The woman looked shocked at first but then nodded her head. She left the mess and Fran and took her daughter to the ladies room to clean up and get the still weeping girl to stop crying. Fran sighed and turned back around to the mess. He was about to clean it up when his boss Mukuro walked up to him.
"What happened?" He asked, clearly not pleased with the disturbance in his restaurant. And thus Fran had to go over the very eventful last five minutes, leaving out that the soup was hot. Fran could still feel his skin burning from underneath his soaked shirt but said nothing of it.
"You know you have to pay for the meal right Fran. You said it without asking me if it was okay so it's your mess." Mukuro was kind but when it came down to his restaurant he was stone cold. Fran sighed and nodded. He turned back around to face his 'mess' when he felt someone grab him waist, and then he was hoisted up in the air.
As soon as Bel stood up he regretted it, the waiter he had bumped into fell to the floor, the hot soup flying through the air towards and unsuspecting little girl. Before he had time to react though, a flash of green shot past him, it took him a second to realize it was his waiter, but by then it was too late. The green haired teen was already on top of the girl shielding her from the hot liquid. The bowl ending up shattered across the floor. The waiter stood and looked the girl over before handing her to her mother. Then the boy's boss walked over and the two shared a quite conversation, and that was the last straw.
Bel stormed over to the green haired waiter and picked him up, hoisting him over his shoulder. He ignored the shocked faces and struggle of the teen and made his way to the staff lounge. The lounge was simple with an old couch and a small fridge but Bel by passed them and headed to the door in the far corner of the room marked, 'MENS CHANGING ROOM'. He threw open the doors and stormed over to the empty showers, where he unceremoniously dumped the teen. He reached over and turned the knob, freezing water shot down from the spout, drenching the both. Fran still hadn't he time to say anything when Bel torn off the teen's shirt and turned him around. Fran hissed as the cold water splashed over his burnt back. Bel could not believe the teen had not once cried out in pain at the burn, the pink swollen flesh stood out against his normal soft white skin. He released the teen who turned around to look at him.
"What do you think you're doing?" Fran asked. Appalled and yet happy and the strangers actions.
"Ushishishi, nothing much froggy." Bel thought the water fit the green haired teen perfectly; it made him think of a frog.
"What did you call me?" Fran couldn't believe it, he had just met this stranger and yet he knew who he was. He knew he was a-
"I called you froggy because you look like frog, does that bother you?" Bel chuckled. Never mind, Fran thought with relief.
"Yes it does." Fran growled, why couldn't this guy just leave him alone. He leaned back against the shower wall, letting the cold tiles touch his burned skin. He let his eyes slip closed for a second, letting the cold water take him over. He didn't hear the stranger walk closer to him, but he did feel wet cold lips on his. He was too shocked to move and just stood there. But when the other started licking along his bottom lips he couldn't find it in himself to deny him.
He opened his mouth and let the stranger in. the kiss was wet and knew, neither had felt a sensation such as the one they were feeling now. Reluctantly Bel pulled away for air. As soon as he pulled away Fran snapped back into his senses, he pushed the blonde away from him gasping.
"W-wha-wha-what did you do t-that for?"Fran gasped out.
In truth Bel didn't know, he was just looking at the teen as he leaned against the wall and he had a sudden urge to kiss him. "Ushishi… I don't know."
To be continued…
mwahahaha... not much of a start but it's a start. okay then i know i have to many stories i need to finish but i have too many ideas popping into my head and i can't just ignore them. well i hoped you liked, no flames, DON'T FORGET TO COMMENT!