Bel was not gay. Absolutely not. These stupid feelings for his kohai would go away. They had to. The prince's heartbeat should not speed up every time the stupid frog's name was even mentioned and his stomach should certainly not be doing flip-flops whenever the brat got too close.

Bel stormed out of Varia headquarters one night, fed up with these stupid feelings. They were gross and embarrassing. He had to get this out of his system or something. Maybe some meaningless sex would help? It had been a while since he'd had any action…

"Fuck it," Bel muttered and disappeared into the night.

Fran walked down the hall yawning. It was late, but oddly quiet near his room. Where was Bel? They shared a bathroom that connected their bedrooms, so he was always stuck hearing any loud noises coming from his Senpai's room. He stopped dead when he heard a girl giggling and coming up the stairs. Who the fuck was that? His stomach dropped a few feet when he saw who was leading the random girl upstairs.

Bel froze when he saw Fran, his stomach clinching nervously. He chucked a knife at him and pulled the girl into his room.

Fran could hear the girl gasp and cry out, "Please, Prince, don't throw knives at people!" and then came Bel's laugh.

Fran cringed and went to his own room and flopped onto his bed. He felt sick to his stomach. Why was Bel bringing some slut home with him? Fran was right here.

"Why can't he love me?" Fran said aloud, holding back a sob.

He jumped when he heard something suddenly slamming into the wall of Bel's room and the girl's scream of pleasure. He pulled a pillow over his head to try and muffle out the sounds, but they were still there. The girl was so damn loud. Was Bel that good in bed? Fran's cheeks burned at the thought. He pulled himself into an illusion so he could no longer hear anything and fell into a restless sleep.

Bel awoke the next day and sneered at the sleeping girl beside him.

"I need to get rid of her," he muttered to himself.

He got out of bed and pulled his boxers back on. He went over and poked at the girl until she woke up. It was all he could do not to stab her.

"Get dressed," he ordered.

The girl blushed and hurriedly got ready. She followed Bel downstairs and to the front door. Bel found the Varia's usual driver nearby and pulled him aside.

"Get rid of her," he muttered. "Drop her off where ever she wants."

The guy nodded and opened the door for her.

"Er, call me!" The girl said as Bel closed the door in her face.

Bel yawned and stretched, glad that that was over. He hated the morning after a one-night stand. He went into the kitchen where he found Fran and Lussuria.

"Ohhh, Bel-Chan! Who was that?" Lussuria jumped up and squealed the second he saw Bel.

Bel rolled his eyes and pulled out cereal. He shrugged. "I forgot her name."

Lussuria gasped. "You forgot? Will you see her again?"

Bel snorted. "No."

"Oh, Bel-Chan! How naughty~" Lussuria giggled.

"You're such a slut, Senpai," Fran deadpanned, hiding the pain he was feeling. "And quit walking around naked."

Bel giggled as Fran left the room and poured strawberry milk on his cereal. However, inwardly he was scowling at himself. Having sex with some random girl didn't help at all. It only made him feel guilty and empty inside. These feelings for his kohai were not going away.

A few days passed and things returned to normal. Bel did not bring anyone else home with him and Fran was thankful for that. Fran was in his room one evening when he heard the shattering of glass coming from Bel's room. He ignored it at first, because he was used to hearing random noises coming from Bel's room, but then he got worried at how quiet it was now. What if he was hurt?

"I'll just take a peek," he told himself and crept through the bathroom and opened the door to Bel's room and looked in.

Bel was sprawled out on his bed, his shirt having drifted up somewhat. Fran made himself look away from the exposed skin. How bad he had always wanted to touch it… He looked around and saw a shattered whiskey bottle on the floor by the wall.

"What are you doing, Senpai?" He asked.

Bel lifted his head up and brushed his bangs aside to get a good look at the intruder. He groaned and dropped his head back down. "Go away, Froggy," he growled.

"Are you drunk?" Fran asked ignoring his words and moving closer.

"So what if I am?" He slurred slightly. "The prince can do whatever he wants."

Fran gazed at his hazy blood red eyes, pleased that he got to see them. It was such a rare occurrence. He sat on the bed beside Bel and poked at his exposed skin.

"What's the fun in getting drunk alone, fake prince?"

"Oi! Shishi. Quit it," Bel said squirming away.

"Oh? What's this?" Fran teased. "I didn't know Senpai was ticklish."

"I'm not," Bel said and folded his arms behind his head and closed his eyes.

"Prove it, then," Fran challenge, inching closer.

Bel opened one eye and glared at his kohai. Fran took this as an acceptance to the challenge. Bel was drunk enough to forget that this was a terrible idea. He was extremely sensitive. Even the slightest touches affected him. This was a secret he needed to keep from the other Varia members, because they would tease him endlessly if they found out.

Fran reached a hand out and he could see Bel's stomach tense before he even touched him. Bel bit his lip and closed his eyes tight. Fran brushed his fingers along the moon shaped birthmark there and Bel made a funny little noise that he swore sounded like a whimper. At least his cock definitely thought so, because his blood was starting to rush down south. Fran took a breath and ran a finger gently around Bel's bellybutton.

"Nngh-" Bel moaned and his eyes shot open. He shoved Fran away and sat up. His cheeks burned with embarrassment.

Fran was quite shocked by such a sound. His Senpai actually moaned when he touched him.

"G-Get out," Bel said weakly, his eyes hidden behind his bangs again.

"But Senpai-"

"Please," he said almost desperately.

Fran sighed and left the room. What the hell just happened? He played the scene over in his head and his cock responded eagerly. He groaned and sprawled out on his bed. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing member. He then proceeded to get himself off as he thought of how sexy Bel's moan was.

"Oh, fuck," Bel panicked to himself. "The prince is an idiot. Now Froggy is going to think I have feelings for him… Damnit, but I do…"

More to come! R&R pleaseee, so I know if I should continue. This story will earn its M rating in later chapters. ;)