Almost Killed Your Light.


"Do you think he's dead?"

"Are you seriously asking me that? I'm the one who killed him."

"I know. Don't get ballistic, Bel-Senpai. I'm just asking if you're sure."

The blond with the small tiara glared at his partner-in-crime. It was after ten at night, they were standing outside in a secluded area in the garden behind the mansion, staring down at a man wearing a black and white tux, a loaded gun laid two feet from his body.

Bel kicked the body, "Yeah. I'm pretty sure this guy is dead."

Fran pulled his cellphone out and dialed their commander. While they waited, Bel moved the body by a few hedges where the darkness kept it from being seen, he took out the wallet and held pieces of personal identification.

"Wallace Anders. Twenty-six. Male.." Bel mumbled to himself.

Fran tucked his cell back in the inside pocket of his jacket. He had little interest in what Bel was scavenging for, he noticed the glare of a light shining by the walkway that lead to the other side of the garden. Fran cursed Xanxus's greedy ideals on the idealists in the party, he and Squalo would entertain a few people whom were their clients, awhile the others did their job on the second and third floor. Bel and Fran's mission was to take out the guards on the main floor outside in the garden.

Fran watched the beam of light, making sure it wasn't getting any closer. "Do you think loudmouth Squalo is going to ruin our plans for tomorrow night?" Fran wondered. He glanced down at Bel who dropped the man's wallet on the body.

"Why would he? I mean, we did tell them what we're doing tomorrow, so I don't think any of them would.." He stopped mid sentence, sneering at Fran's impassive expression, ".. Never mind."

Every month, Belphegor and Fran do something outside of their apartment, besides drinking with the Varia and assassinating people in different countries. They'd go out and have fun for a few hours. However, the rest of the Varia, excluding Xanxus and sometimes Mammon, would show up at their apartment and ruin their plans.

"We shouldn't have told them anything."

"It's not like they're our parents or anything." Fran wanted to mention it was Bel who told the Varia about their plans, he didn't know where Bel got the 'we' part, and he also wanted to say that their lives didn't revolve around the Varia, but Bel would simply say it did since they technically don't exist for being assassins for an infamous group.

Fran noticed the light beaming brighter, "Should we get the other one on the side or head back?" Fran asked, he and Bel leaned against the wall, hiding themselves from the man that was now looking around the hedges and bushes.

"Let's head back. His buddy will find this poor fool and it'll stir something up, also it'll be a good distraction while the rest of us can slip away unnoticed." Bel grinned at Fran and they both kept to the wall and headed straight for the left side staircase, moving along the shadows quietly and away from the man that was getting closer to the dead guard lying in the bushes.

Bel and Fran reached an open window to an empty room. They hopped in without anyone noticing and Fran silently closed the window. When he turned around, Bel was adjusting his jacket and smoothing out a few creases. Fran however, noticed a speck of red on his collar, he licked his finger and rubbed at the spot until it slightly faded into the fabric.

"Ready?" Bel wondered.

Fran nodded and they left the room and walked down the hallway, catching a few people staring at them curiously. They reached the ball room and noticed Xanxus and Squalo standing at the far end of the room, both holding delicate grape wine while gangly, but pretty woman offered them to dance. They calmly declined and the woman left them alone, not looking in the least offended.

A soft vibration alerted Fran and Bel's attention, Fran took his cellphone from his pocket. "It's Lussaria," He whispered. Bel grit his teeth and grabbed Fran's arm and pulled him towards the bathroom, once they entered, he made sure no one else was inside while Fran answered the phone.

"Bel and I finished with the guards outside in the garden, although we left one for a get away distraction," Fran reported, he watched Bel wash his hands clean of the dried blood on his hands.

Lussaria hummed, "Great. We found a few documents and loads of cash, but once again," He sighed disappointingly. "Xanxus's paranoia has gotten the better of him. We're done here, I'll report to Xanxus while you two head outside, the limo should be waiting."

Bel dried his hands, turning to Fran who tucked his cell into his pocket. "We are to head outside, the limo is here. The mission was a blow.. again."

"Just when I thought everything was going good, let's go then." Bel grabbed Fran's shoulder and pushed him towards the exit, without anyone's notice, they slipped from the ball room and out the front door where they descended the staircase towards a black limo.

"Get the door, frog," Bel said, placing his hands in his pant pockets. Fran rolled his eyes and hurried down the steps and grabbed the door, opening it for his senpai who grinned and slid inside.

"Bel-senpai, do you think the boss is getting old?" Fran asked Bel once he closed the door.

Bel leaned towards the installed mini fridge and pulled out a wine bottle. "No, but I do think he needs to get laid before he goes mental."

"You always think everyone needs to have sex."

"It's true, Franny, everyone does."

Bel leaned against the seat and popped the cork off the bottle. He tilt his head back, closed his eyes and let the tip of the bottle touch his lips and the cool liquid slide into his mouth and devour his cavern. Fran tapped his knee while his senpai relished in tonight's failure. They waited ten minutes for the rest of the Varia to return and when they did, they pushed Fran and Bel to the side.

Xanxus growled, wrenching the bottle from Bel's greedy hands and chugged the rest himself. He threw it at Squalo, "Get me another fucking bottle or you're all walking home."

Fran leaned against Bel, whispering the faintest words to his senpai. "Do you think that guy found his friend in the bushes yet?"

Bel shook his head, his infamous smirk plastered on his face in amusement. "You're still thinking about that. He probably did, but who cares, we'll be long gone from that stupid problem."

Fran leaned back against the leather seat, "Maybe."

They didn't know nor notice, but Lussaria watched the two from the other side of the limo. He had suspicions about the two youngest Varia members - beside Mammon - whom exhibited romantic interactions with each other, he was sure that things would heat up between the two, but nothing happened of late.

There have been changes of late that were noticeable. Fran became more talkative while Bel is slightly nicer. It seemed based on friendship, nothing more, there's no romantic nor sexual tension between the two. It's almost normal, placid and boring. Although, they do make plans every month, a date maybe. It could get interesting to watch their progress, maybe they're hiding their romance from Varia eyes.

Lussaria smirked mischievously. "This needs more investigating."

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