I'm terribly sorry this took so long, and I know it's a horrible chapter, mostly just plain crack. School started so I really don't have a lot of time to work on this. I'll try to make the next chapter soon, and also make it really good. Hopefully you understand and enjoy! ^^;;

Disclaimer: Since I see this everywhere, I guess I should put it too even if it's obvious; I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, nor any of the characters and what not! ( I can dream though, can't I? )

"You can't be me. You aren't me."

The voice rang in my head clearly as I sat lifelessly at the table, spoon filled with cereal propped up against my lower lip, but making no attempt to go inside. I was tired, in more ways then one. Nightmares had been cursed upon me since my entrance in the Varia, four days of non-stop horror. Well, it was horror in my mind anyway, being haunted by that boy I had seen in the mirror, the one with the ghostly pale flesh, and somewhat enchanting frown. Enchanting? Whoa whoa, I really was loosing my mind! I needed uninterrupted sleep, and I needed it now.

"Hey frog--" A hand moved near my face and I instinctively dropped my spoon to grab it before it touched me.

My eyes were wide and crazed, and I knew I was in hot water when my vision came to focus upon a frowning Bel-senpai. ". . . Sorry." I dropped the hand, looking away from the older Varia member, I waited . . . And waited . . . And finally a knife connected into the cloth of my coat, and also going through a few layers of my already punctured skin. I didn't make any movement, or sound indicating I was in pain; Which I was, I assure you.

I was already used to such cruel treatment from Bel-senpai. The knife throwing was just the way he treated people below him. Which was everyone since he had some prince facade going on, and that made everyone who wasn't himself a peasant. Such idiocy, he was no prince, no kind I knew of anyway. With an unsatisfied grunt, he got up from the table, leaving his knife planted in me. "Watch yourself, frog." He warned tauntingly as he left the dinning room all together.

Normally I might have cursed under my breath, ending up with yet another knife thrown at me, but I was way too tired. I zoned out completely now, feeling my head smack against the cool table before I drifted into an arousing dream.

. . .

"B-Belphegor--!" A voice echoed clearly through the heated bedroom scene, and the source of which the noise had come from was a pale boy, who's hair was a velvety indigo shade, his eyes were shut, eyelids squeezing tightly together as if trying to hide in himself. A silver spark came from out of no where, slashing into the porcelain skin, ruby blood starting to bead down the boy's now trembling arm as he yelped out in pain and surprise.

From the other side of the bedroom, a blond man stepped forward, laughing an unusual laugh as he threw another knife toward the exposed boy across from him, grazing over the flesh of his cheek, causing him to flinch as more liquid spilled down his face, like a bloody tear drop.

"Ushishishi, you're so cute, Mammon." The man with the tiara on his head stated as he came close to the other now, pushing the smaller boy into the wall behind him, a hand on the side of his purple colored hair as he leaned in close. "You're even shaking with excitement." He teased gingerly, taking his tongue and trailing upward on Mammon's triangle printed cheek, tasting his sweet life juice.

Shuddering at this action, the boy leaned back into the wall, attempting to create space between them. "Please Belphegor, stop it." He whimpered lightly.

The blond man didn't submit to his plea, in fact he started right along now, his free hand moving up to place itself on the smaller boy's hip, gently caressing the slightly showing skin, making his pants sink a bit lower around his waist as Belphegor's fingers nudged the fabric gently with each rotation of his thumb. Mammon trembled at his touch, unable to resist succumbing to such a soft motion, a small sound of pleasure escaped his once tightened throat.

A chuckle of victory came from Belphegor, he had Mammon now in guilty pleasure, just like he wanted. "Such a naughty thing you are, Mammon. To think such a small touch could make you--" He was stopped by the boy's lips smashing into his in a needy kiss, telling him to shut up. The indigo haired male hated being looked down upon like that, and since he was greedy, he wanted Belphegor to just stay quiet and finish what he was starting.

Breaking the kiss, Mammon pulled back slowly, a string of saliva still connecting their lips until the smaller boy leaned back against the wall again, breathing heavily. "Don't tease me, I hate it." He stated bluntly, his frown never leaving his flushed face. Opposite of Belphegor who's lips were parted in a seemingly permanent grin, his skin still creamy and pale.

"The prince will do what he pleases." The blond stated after, laughing as he bent his head to peck his lips again, before trailing kisses down the other boy's jaw line, coming to a stop as he reached his collar bone, sucking and nibbling on the sensitive flesh.

Mammon whimpered lowly, letting his hand run through the gold strands unconsciously. "Belphegor."

. . .

"Belphegor . . . Belphegor . . . BELPHEGOR STOP IT!" I woke up with a jolt, drool all over my cheek, which I quickly wiped off with me sleeve. My first thought after registering I was awake was-- Why the hell kind of dream was that?! I mean, I was used to seeing that boy now, but Bel-senpai too? What was that about? And MAMMON? Wasn't he the baby I replaced? And not only that, they were about to--

My thought process was disturbed as I heard a plate shatter against the wall behind me. So that's what woke me up! I don't think I've ever been so grateful that Squalo and Bel-senpai fought so viciously until now. Even though I knew Xanxus would no doubt come in here any minute and most likely destroy the kitchen in his process to shut the two up.

For the first time since arriving, I even actually bothered to ask them; "What are you two fighting about now?" As soon as I spoke the words though, I regretted it. Being half asleep makes you do stupid things.

Two sets of eyes came to me, Squalo in mid punching stance, Bel-senpai freezing with his hand held out holding some of his odd shaped knives. "Well look who finally decided to wake up." I noticed how hard it was for me to even look at Bel-senpai now without those images coming back to me. I turned away quickly, making eye contact with Lussuria. My heart stopped momentarily from shock. When the hell had he shown up? Something seemed off though, his usual pouty lips weren't there, he looked serious. I heard a bit of rustling from where Bel-senpai and Squalo stood, but made no attempt to look.

"Hey frog, don't ignore me." Stated a sarcastic prince, I felt a knife sink into my back, instead of just pretending not to noticed, I shuddered violently after a moment. Two things happened then, one, I could hear that Bel-senpai was confused about my reaction, and two, Lussuria grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the room.

. . .

I didn't know what was wrong, Lussuria seeming so serious was something very new to me, and even when being sat down on his bed, I wasn't focused on the fact he had called me cute many times and such. He looked down at me, pacing shortly back and forth. Something must have been seriously wrong.

"Fran . . . I need help, your help." He spoke urgently.

I blinked, trying not to cock an eyebrow. "With what . . . ?" I asked quietly.

A sudden smile began creeping to his face. Oh boy, I had been tricked hadn't I? "Well, there has been a lot of stress in the Varia lately, and I have just a way to cure it." He stepped closer, an evil glint in his eye, and before I knew what had happened, he was on top of me and ripping my clothes off.

. . .

Now, I have a feeling I know what you're thinking. I promise you though, nothing . . . Dirty happened. As far as that explanation goes. I can't very well remember exactly how it happened, or how I ended up out in the main room again. Here I was though . . . Standing in front of the gathered Varia members, in a black laced up Lolita dress. The kind that makes girls look like dolls, you know? My shoes had also been changed to uncomfortable high heeled black boots, and instead of my frog hat, I had ribbons . . . In my hair. I felt my cheeks blazing red. I was going to murder Lussuria.

Despite my uncomfortable appearance, I managed to keep my head held high as the other Varia members stared at me like fish. Squalo was trying hard not to topple over in laughter, Levi was shaking his head, muttering something under his breath, Lussuria was smiling, pointing at his smile telling me to do the same, Belphegor was Ushishi-ing away, and Xanxus . . . The man rubbed his temples bitterly before stomping out of the room. Poor man, his whole team was filled with idiots.

I awkwardly shifted my weight back and fourth, thinking of ways I could simply leave. Lussuria pipped up though. "Fran, dear! I don't think it's enough. Nobody looks relaxed yet!" Again, before I knew what happened, Lussuria was in front of me, tearing the dresses skirt part in front.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" My voice sounded high pitched even to me, I was in total shock. As he stepped away, I know what his plan was to 'relieve the stress' he was going to make me fucking strip! Or, at least partially until he saw reactions he thought appropriate.

New looks appeared on faces now, Squalo seemed to stop in his tracks all together, Levi was walking away trying to hide his red face, and Belphegor's smile was gone. What . . . Was wrong? I looked down to examine myself, and realized my boxers had been removed . . . And replaced with girl panties. Not just plain girl panties either, oh no . . . These were pink and green, and had a frog face on the front of them. Lussuria was dead meat . . . I was going to throw him off the highest cliff.

"Since we all agreed on the frog hat--" Wait . . . ALL? I thought it was just Bel-senpai! "I figured he still needed to maintain something frog-like. What do you think? Isn't he just adorable?" He squeaked.

Squalo looked relieved. "WHAT THE FUCK! I thought you were revealing he was a girl or something!"

"He certainly could pull it off well, ushishi." Bel-senpai was all grins again.

I felt so humiliated. I ripped the ribbons from my hair, and threw them to the ground, staring blankly at Lussuria. "I'm done. Go get Levi to do this crap." I added force to my usual uncaring tone before stomping off to my room. Just like the first day I entered, there was more gossip from the three standing in the main room. Lussuria was practically in tears now, saying that I broke his heart. Whatever . . . I didn't care. I was a mafia member after all.

After I slammed my door shut behind me, I was tearing the dress from my body, going to my dresser and picking up one of my many Varia uniform coats I had. How dare Lussuria . . . Did he really want to relieve others stress? Or was he picking on me? Either way he embarrassed me in front of all the members and-- My thoughts were shattered as a pair of dark sleeved arms wrapped around my neck, a familiar voice whispering into my ear . . . One I recognized all too well now . . .

"You can't handle it . . . Can you? I told you before . . . You can't be me." Mammon taunted.