AHHH. FIRST FANFICTIONN~

disclaimer: uh. i dont own anything. except this story. i guess. is that a good enough of a disclaimer? :/

this kinda takes place before bel kinda murdered his brother & all those murder stuffie happened. & before he joined the famous VARIA.

& for the sake of my story, bel & rasiel are a little bit olderr.

SO SO... read & review? PLEASSYY? ^_^

"YUKARI!" A voice called from another room.

"Coming!" I yelled. I grabbed the plate of cookies and ran up the winding stairs of the castle.

"You're late," The Prince frowned. "And you look horrible."

"..." I turned around to face the mirror. He was right, I looked like a zombie. My brown hair was sticking up all over the place, my side bangs were flipped the wrong way, my maid outfit was crinkled and I had dark circles under my eyes.

"Bel-Sama. Why do you think I look like this?" I said, my anger swelling up.

"You always look like that, Yukari. What are you talking about?" He smiled. "You should try looking like me. I always look beautiful. Ushishishishi."

And he was right again. No matter how late he stayed up or how long he fought, he still looked like a prince. He was lying on the bed, like a supermodel. His blonde hair perfect and not one single strand of hair out of place, his tiara conveniently placed on the top of his head like a cherry on top of ice cream and he wore that pearly white smile that no one could ever replace.

"Don't you remember what happened last night?" I twitched.

"I'm afraid I don't, remind me."

"You were at that party, and I CLEARLY remember telling you to STOP DRINKING. But no, you just kept going because you said you were having a drinking contest with Rasiel-Sama and you just have to win. Do you remember now?"

"Hmm? No. But I bet I won~"

"No, you didn't. Both of you got knocked down at the same time and guess who had to carry you?"

"You~ But that's your job, you know? You're my servant."

I sighed. "I know but Bel-Sama, I hope you would worry about yourself once in a while." He was always like this, and it worried me. So reckless. I sighed.

"But that's what you're here for~ to take care of me while I have fun. You're just like a very faithful dog. Ushishishishi~ Should the Prince reward you for your troubles?" He jumped out of his bed and walked closer to me. His smiling face was about an inch away from mine.

My eyes grew wide and I felt heat starting to rise up in my cheeks. "I wish you would think of me as more than your dog!" I fumed. Not feeling appreciated for my work; I stomped out of his room and ran towards my room. I then slammed the door and jumped on top of my bed. Hmph. I put my hands to my cheeks as an attempt to cool them off. Sometimes, I swear he does that just to annoy me.

That Bel-Sama. He doesn't understand anything! Extending my arm, I grabbed my doll of Bel-Sama and I punched it. This was a present that Bel-Sama gave to me when I first came here. It feels like just yesterday he trained me.

"The first step to being strong," Bel-Sama instructed as he paced back and forth in front of the chalkboard. "Is to never show weakness."

"Never show weakness, got it!" I repeated, jotting notes down. "Wait… how would you describe weakness?"

"Crying, showing pain, losing."

"Crying? But, what if, you have to cry?"

"Then you don't show it to anyone. The Prince is feeling generous today, so here." He threw something at me.

I picked it up and examined it. It was a doll. It wasn't big but it wasn't small either. It looked like one of those voodoo dolls and it looked exactly like Bel-Sama. It even had a tiara.

"… What is this?" I asked, looking at it with curiosity.

"Ushishi. It's a doll of me~ It's something all girls are wanting these days. Whenever you have troubles or feel like crying, you talk to this. Treat it as if it's another me~"

"Bel-Sama…" I stared at him with admiration.

"I expect the best from you, Yukari~"

All of a sudden, I heard a crash coming from the kitchen. I immediately stood up and ran to Bel-Sama's room. My eyes darted left and right looking for him. But he was nowhere to be found.

"Bel-Sama? Bel-Sama!" I called as I rushed downstairs to where the noise was located.