Title: The Prince's Peasant Girl
Rating: T
Pairing: Bel x Chiara
Chapter: 2 - Scars of the past.
Disclaimer: I don't own KHR or its Characters. Just this story, the plot and Chiara.
A/N: Thank you again VongolaXII for Beta-reading this. ^w^)b you're the best!
If you're a fan of Yaoi. Read her stories. They are cool. Also... MinaNaru4ever - 8027forever. He makes awesome stories as well.
Note: So to clear this up. The actual story begins from when Chiara is 13. Three years prior to when Belphegor is actually shown in the anime/manga. He is shown at 16 during the Varia arc. So this is beforehand, and after the "Crib" incident with Xanxus and the Vongola Nono - which is when Belphegor is 8.
Anyone else agree that small icons either side of the word, look likes small targets: ¤ Varia ¤
"VOOOOIIII! Where is the Princess-scum?"
Lussuria turned to the now annoyed Silver-haired commander, as he stormed into the headquarters. Bel looked up, and frowned a little, before grinning a little and letting out his signature laugh before answering the shark back about the girl. Mammon walked into the kitchen, as Luss handed her the cup of tea, and quietly she took her seat next to Bel, as he went back to cleaning his knives.
"Ushishishi~ the Peasant... Is up in the Peasants room."
"Voiii! Don't lie Bel!" Squalo glared at him slightly, before frowning. "She is in your room!"
"Ka-ching~ let the peasant sleep." Luss looked at Belphegor as he frowned a muttered the rest of his sentence. "She had another nightmare..."
They all went quiet after hearing him mutter the last part. Though the sound of footsteps were heard from the hall, before the door opened, every pair of eyes turned to the person who just entered, before Mammon groaned, when the child sat down. Bel watched her, as she rubbed her eyes, her expression was of sadness mixed with exhaustion, her eyes were red, which screamed - I've been crying! - And her skin was paler than usual. Luss, finished making the girl her morning drink and set it down in front of her, before Chi looked at the flamboyant assassin, lifting her chin, so he could check the wound on her neck, making sure her stitches haven't been removed or came undone during the night.
The Prince's gaze soon left the girl and went back to his knives, after Luss started checking over the wound he had inflicted onto her. Mammon watched as Bel stored the knives away, and walked out of the kitchen, back up to his room. Since Chiara was downstairs, he could go back up to his room and change, as well as get a shower.
Chiara looked at her cup it hadn't been long, but now she was sitting in the kitchen alone. Xanxus had called up Squalo, Luss had gone to sort Levi out, Mammon to the study, and Bel was still upstairs. Today was meant to be the day that Squalo was to teacher her the meaning of being a cloud guardian, for when Gola is either defeated in battle or just plain left the Varia, maybe even killed by Xanxus himself, who knows. Either way she was waiting for Xanxus to finish with Squalo, so she could finally start to learn. After all, it was the boss who said that if she was going to be with the Varia, she needed a reason to be here - and not just to shut Belphegor up about having her as 'his' peasant girl. Even if they all knew that wasn't the reason. The reason for her being here was because the Ninth had personally asked their boss. And. Belphegor knew Chiara when she was a kid, before everything had happened.
Bel soon stepped into the kitchen, as Chiara looked up to see who had disturbed the silent, alone time she was having - but soon lowered her head seeing it being the stupid prince. The girl didn't want him to see her like this, so she didn't look at him. Belphegor on the other hand just frowned at her actions before sitting next to her. He noticed she didn't even flinch, move seats or moan at him like she usually did. He needed her to speak. This wasn't his peasant, the Varia's Chiara. This was some complete stranger. Like someone had just came along and swapped her with a fake Chiara and it was really ticking Bel off. Then again the princely assassin didn't bother taking note, that he could in fact be the reason for the female's silence. He reached towards get, turning her head to face him, but Chiara just moved her head from his grasp and stared at the table. That was the last straw. Belphegor forcefully turned her to look at him, he's eyes scanned over her face, taking in every little wrong imperfection that wasn't meant to be there. The redness of her eyes. How the faint dark shadows that were starting to form under her eyes weren't meant to be there. The actually red puffiness that was slowly claiming down, but still wasn't meant to be on her face. The pale skin, how it had grown paler ever since Lucas' death.
"Chiara... What's wrong?"
Chiara just stared at him, her lips trembled, like she was going to talk to tell him, but just couldn't put it in to words. A small sigh came from her, as she gripped the others wrist to stop him from gripping her chin so hard. Bel let go and lowered his arm as she trembled faintly. Chi rubbed her cheeks and chin s little before turning to the prince. A small chuckle came from her, and that made the blond smile. It was her first chuckle of the day. The first thing that broke her saddened expression.
Again she opened get mouth but nothing came out, because she soon went to thinking of how to word what she wanted to tell him. Belphegor blinked behind the messy blond bangs that covered his face before petting her head, as if to tell her not to worry such on how to tell him, and just say what she wants to say.
"I-I had a complete new nightmare... It... It made me feel so guilty... I don't know why... It just made me feel so guilty. Really guilty Bel." He looked at her as she trembled. "It was... About m-my childhood... With the ones my... Mother wanted me to be friend..." he frowned at this, as she turned to face him. "Bel... It was about you, Rasiel and me."
Mammon stood outside of the kitchen. It's not like she wanted to listen in on the conversation... The illusionist just happened to have been walking by and overheard Chiara mention about why she was upset. What Mammon wasn't expecting was the little section of Chiara knowing the Varia's prince before actually coming to the Varia. Obviously now Mammon was curious on Chiara's past, and the best way to find further information was Squalo's office. Making her way upstairs; she looked down the corridor, hearing the noises from the bosses' office. She figured the Silver-haired commander was once again being dominated over by Xanxus. So she took this as her chance to get into his office and steal Chiara's file.
Once she entered the room, she headed straight for the file cabinet, opening it up, and quickly skimming through all the files, Mammon cussed quietly before closing the first one, and then opening the second, skimming through those, till she eventually found Chiara's file.
Mammon, closed the cabinet and quickly made her way out of the Squalo's room, making her way down the hall to her own. Once she knew she was safe, mammon opened the file and started to read through it, quietly to herself.
"Only daughter of the twelfth prince, of Japan's second branch family of the feudal king. Who is now known as the second president of Japan, her grandfather is the president's father." Mammon blinked. "Her mother was Sierra Viteri. Chiara is the only daughter and child of the Italanese family, who made a pact with the Vongola Family. The only mafia famiglia that was created from a Japanese family, outside of the Vongola Family. Where the second president, married a mafia bosses daughter."
Mammon took her time reading through the rest of the file, before she gripped the edge of the file. "Chiara Kirimatsu, was meant to marry, the eldest twin Rasiel, but due to certain unknown circumstances, she was requested to be wedded to the youngest Belphegor instead, once they reached the age of sixteen." Mammon, quietly thought to herself, 'they're both still thirteen... Three years...' She looked back and started at the two words, 'Unknown circumstances?' Closing the file, she soon made her way out of her bedroom and back down to the kitchen to confront Chiara directly about it all, taking the file with her.
Hearing the footsteps stop, the room fell silent, as Chiara looked towards the young illusionist, watching the girl, as she moved to the opposite side of the table, and set the file on the surface. Chiara turned her gaze to the file and blinked, just to look back up at Mammon confused, Belphegor stared at the file, and trembled faintly, he knew whose file it was. Her gaze went back to the file, as she reached to open it, but stopped and looked at Bel, seeing him tremble a little. Frowning, she flipped it open, and stared at the name, before reading a little bit. Her gaze turned to Belphegor as he looked away a little, and Mammon stared at the blonde.
"You knew all this... And you didn't think of telling us. Only Boss?"
"You didn't need to know..."
Chiara turned to Mammon that back towards Belphegor, confused. If Mammon was a part of the Varia... Shouldn't she know this as well? Slamming the file shut, Chiara sighed. Rubbing her eyes she turned to Mammon and frowned. "What did you want? Except to moan, like always?" Mammon glared at the girl, as she glared equally back.
"What are the 'unknown circumstances' mentioned?" At that moment, both Belphegor and Chiara stared at the illusionist. "I want to know..."
"There is a reason I didn't tell the Boss them!"
"Well. I want to know!"
"Why do you have Chi's file anyway!"
Mammon soon fell quiet, as the kitchen door closed, Belphegor only just noticing that he was standing, as the rest ran to the kitchen hearing the racket the two were making. Luss stopping Chiara before she reached the door to the garden, Chi felt her legs grow slightly weaker. Xanxus on the other hand, stood at the door, staring at the two, before noticing the file, Squalo walked and opened the file, and looked at Mammon.
"Why do you have the file?" Not getting an answer, only angered Belphegor more.
"MAMMON!"
When they got no answer, Squalo closed the file, as Belphegor turned and left her, Xanxus disappeared along with them, as Mammon, soon dropped to the seat, and Levi stared at her. Before looking around for Luss, and just sighed, walking over to the illusionist, and patted her head, before leaving her, and heading back to the lounge.
Lussuria stood at the backdoor, as Chiara sat in the center of the field that was their back garden. Mammon had made her way to the study, but not before looking out of the window, seeing Chiara, sitting in the field. Looking over the rest of the field, the girl, aimlessly messing with the white dress hem, as she lifted the skirt of the dress, and stared at the few scars, she gained as a child. Humming quietly to herself, as the red orbs soon stared at the sky, as she laid back on the grass, smiling softly. Closing her eyes, she calmed down a little.
What are the 'unknown circumstances' mentioned?
'Unknown circumstances hm...?' Chiara rolled onto her side, and played with the grass quietly. She was quiet, and shifted a little as she laid in the grass.
"Hey... Bel! Sil!"
The girl ran over to the two twins, as her mother walked behind her slowly. She smiled softly, as the twins, and stopped to catch her breath, standing in front of them. The two looked at her, then towards each other before huffing, and turning the backs on each other. 'They had another fight...' She thought quietly before smiling and hugging the two of them, causing both boys to blush.
"What are we doing today then?"
Chiara asked, as her mother greeted their mother, and father. The boys looked at her before blinking, and shrugging. Smiling a little she soon grabbed their hands and ran to the back garden, it was huge, but Chi was used to the size. Once they were there she looked around trying to think for a moment. Crossing her arms she looked around and then set her hands on her hips, before pointing at the tree.
"How about we build a tree house? We could use both the trees over there, and the wood from your dad's supplies?" She smiled. "A separate section for both of you."
The two grinned and nodded. "Okay." Saying together, the three soon set out to grab what was needed. It took them the whole day, just to build one of the houses, with the help of Lucas and the twin's dad. So all of them, decided that tomorrow they would build the second one. "Hey... Chi..." Bel said quietly as he held one of her hands, whilst Rasiel held the other. "Will you stay with us forever?" Rasiel finished. Her cheeks turned red at the question as she looked at both of them.
"Please. Stay with us forever Chi. We lo-"
Luss looked at his watch checking the time, before calling out to her. Lifting her head, Chiara looked at Luss as he pointed to his watch. The girl stood up and dusted her dress off, removing any grass. She stood there for a few minutes, and shook her head. 'That was in the past...' Thinking quietly, before running over towards the flamboyant sun guardian. It was dinner time, and Chiara offered to help Lussuria out, on making it. Luss had asked Chi, if she remembered any Japanese recipes, which Chiara confirmed she remembered a few, and today they were going to make a few Japanese dishes. Once they were in the kitchen, Chiara, wrote down the ones she knew, in a list, and Luss asked her to go round asking the others which ones they wanted.
"Okay. Kaki Meshi, Okonomiyaki, Yakisoba, Tebasaki and Gyudon." Chiara looked at Lussuria. "They're the ones I remember Otou-san making Okaa-san and me."
Lussuria moved to stand next to her and nodded. "Hm. Oyster Rice, Grilled Pancake, Grilled Noodles, Fried Chicken and Beef Rice." Chiara nodded and smiled. "Well. Go ask the others first."
"Okay!"
Chiara smiled and ran to find everyone else. First she went and asked Levi, and then started a tally next to Okonomiyaki. Before moving onto the next, and heading towards the study, standing at the door, she lifted the paper to Mammon, and didn't look at the other female, as she set her own line against the one she wanted, then left the study, not uttering a word. Next she headed upstairs for the last three, running towards the boss' office, she opened the door, before blushing viciously and slamming it closed.
"I'M SORRY BOSS!"
She made a beeline, straight for Belphegor's room, opening the door and slamming it behind her, panting a little. The blonde just looked towards her, as she stood, he saw the blush across her face, before walking over to her, as her red eyes looked towards him. Shaking, she lifted the paper, as he turned his gaze towards the paper, taking the pen from her hand, he tallied, himself down, as she nodded and turned to leave the room, but was stopped when she felt an arm around her waist. Her gaze lowered as he lifted the skirt of her dress, Chiara straight away, closing her eyes.
"Chiara..." He felt her tremble, "These scars."
"I-I have to go help Luss..."
Even though he wanted to push further about the scars, Bel sighed, and released her. Soon as she opened the door, Chiara headed back towards the Boss' office, this time, she knocked on the door. When she heard a small groan, she looked around, wondering whether it was to come in, or if it was from what she walked in on. Knocking again, the door opened, and Chi held the paper up, as it was snatched from her hands, the door closing. She stood there looking around, before being handed the paper back, and left back for the kitchen.
"So Luss, is there any reason at all, as to why... We are eating Japanese food?"
Lussuria lifted his head, and looked at her, taking the paper. "Hm. Oh right... Well I wanted to make something different tonight. Since we are always eating Italian foods, I thought, you might want to eat Japanese food. Since you're half Japanese." He smiled, and headed over to the oven. "Seems we are having, Okonomiyaki and Kaki Meshi..." Chiara nodded, and wrote the recipe and instructions onto two pieces of paper for each meal. "Hey. Luss... Boss said he just wants meat and Kaki Meshi." Lifting her head a little and blinked. "I'm... I-I'm going to give my file back to Boss." As she finished writing the recipes, setting the pen down, she grabbed the file as she stood up, and headed out of the kitchen quietly. Lussuria turned and blinked, before going to pick up the recipes, he sighed, and smiled a little. Hopefully, his idea of making Japanese food, wouldn't remind her too much of her time with her actual family, but... It was a change for the whole of them.
Chiara slowly made her way upstairs, scratching the top of her thigh, through her dress before she stopped and stood near the top just to turn her head to the right, before a small frown appeared on her face. "Those scars Chiara... Are they..." Keeping quiet she continued to head for the Boss' office, before Bel grabbed her wrist. Growling slightly, she soon gave in and sighed, turning her head.
"They're not the ones you did." Frowning a little. "They're from when I was messing around with one of the kids, which usually came to visit." It was a lie. Well most of it. Chiara knew, Belphegor could tell it was a lie, after all, he is a genius.
"Stop lying." Her gaze turned to his. 'I knew it.' Chi wasn't shocked at all. "You gained them from visiting our house."
Looking away again she frowned, taking her wrists back. "They're not the ones you did though."
Quietly mumbling, as she continued towards the boss' office, and gently knocking on the door, as he stood there, before turning and heading downstairs, once the door to the office opened. She handed the file to Squalo, and smiled gently. Fake smiles, to cover up the slightly tang off pain she was feeling. The fact that she was scarred, and scarred by the fact that Rasiel had really hurt her, and the fact that it's on her body and she can't get rid of them, made her feel guilty, guilty because when its hot weathered like today, she hated wearing long sleeved shirts, and trousers. So the only thing she could resort to was either dresses or skirts and shorts with tank tops or thin-strapped tops, but it's just the scars they reveal. Are like a constant reminder of what the three of them used to call 'fun' when they were younger. How they would 'play' compared to the other children that were their age.
Before she headed back downstairs, she went to her room, to change. Even if it was hot, she was going to wear trousers and one of the shirts that the Varia had brought her. Standing there, she slipped on the trousers, then the stripped turtle necked shirt, and pulled the sleeves over her hands, in a frightened manner, and headed downstairs. Stepping into the kitchen, she soon tied her hair back, and grabbed what ingredients that Lussuria hadn't taken out.
Luss soon turned his gaze to the girl and blinked behind his red framed sunglasses, Chiara turned her gaze towards Lussuria and tilted her head to the side slightly in a curious manner. Before Luss just smiled and went back to cooking one of the dishes. She blinked once, before shrugging and starting on another dish.
Mammon entered the kitchen, to grab the cutlery and glasses to set up the large table in the dining room. When she went to get the knives and forks, she looked towards Lussuria, then towards Chiara as she added the vegetables to the dish, smiling gently, which caused Mammon just to frown more. Taking the knives she purposely nudged past Chiara, causing her to stumble forwards a little, and look round towards the illusionist frowning.
After a little while longer, they set each dish on the push trolley, two on each shelf. Luss went to grab Belphegor and Levi from the lounge, as Chiara made her way upstairs, knocking on the doors of both the vice-commander, telling him that dinner was done, but received no reply. Her gaze turned to Boss' office before she blinked again. "Boss. Squalo-san... The food is done..." Quietly speaking, but loud enough to hear through the door, before she knocked on the door, just to flinch and fall backwards as the door swung open. Trembling slightly, she lifted herself up, and moved out of the way, frowning a little. Following quietly behind them, the three made their way downstairs, as she pulled the sleeves of her shirt over her hands, and trembled slightly. Lussuria waited for everyone to take their seats before pushing the trolley into the room, and setting the plates in front of each person who wanted what.
The girl just sat there, silently. Poking her food with her fork, her hands covered by the black wool of her shirt she was wearing, everyone tried not to stare at her, but they knew at least two people would be staring at her. And once they looked up, the other were correct. Both Mammon and Belphegor were staring at Chiara. The two hadn't touched a single thing on their plates. Lifting her gaze from the food, she looked at everyone and blinked, before smiling faintly and soon began to eat.
Once Chiara started eating, the rest went back to eating, including Belphegor. Though in a matter of seconds, a clatter of a fork hitting the table, a chair or two being knocked over, and a small girlish squeal, was found. As Squalo and Lussuria, both stood up, but stopped seeing the expression across the Italanese girl's face. "QUIT STARING AT ME!" She screamed, as she tightened her grip around the illusionist's neck. "What... WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM?!" Lussuria soon gasped at the word that left the teenagers mouth, whilst everyone was slightly shocked, but not that much, since she probably picked it up from Squalo. Mammon just stared at the other, not even phased one little bit, but it changed, when the gripped tightened, and Mammon's legs slipped slightly, her hands tightened around Chiara's arms, trying to pry the girls hands from her neck. The small gasp that came from Mammon, wasn't enough for Chiara. Her hands pulled back, as she reached for the table. A small glint of a murderous intent flashed through Chiara's eyes, Mammon didn't change her expression one bit, even if she was trying to get the lost air back into her lungs, Chiara's pale hand wrapped around the handle of the knife, as Lussuria, and Squalo shouted at her to stop, but Chiara couldn't hear the orders. Her brain wasn't registering any orders.
"Stop... STARING... At me! You annoying little bitch!" As soon as the blade was lifted, Mammon's breath hitched slightly, but before it could reach the other girls skin, Chiara froze, at the two words.
"Stop... Chiara."
Dropping the knife, and stumbling to her feet, she stepped back from Mammon, as Lussuria went to help the illusionist up. "You're crazy..." Was all Mammon had muttered, and soon enough, droplets of blood, spluttered in the air, before dropping on the floor and staining Chi's face, and part of her clothing. The stifled, yet pained scream Mammon had released disturbed their boss from his food, - since he was casually eating through the whole, murderous atmosphere that had filled the room - and Belphegor soon got up from his seat as fast as he could, and restrained Chiara, by grabbing her wrists, and pulling them around her in a strait-jacket like fashion.
"I said stop it." The knife clattered to the floor, as Squalo removed everyone from the dining hall, and Lussuria took Mammon to be patched up. "What is wrong with you?" Letting go of her, and stepping back, noticing that they were way to close to each other, no matter what the situation was about. "Have you finally cracked, after going through Sil's torture...?" He would've laughed, but, it was about Rasiel, and he never laughed when anything involved his twin.
"..." Chiara was silent for a few moments before dropping to her knees. "P-probably... I-it's hard not to be a psychopathic murder... After having to spend one month with two messed up twins, a month training with your father, and a month on knowing how a Mafia boss works." The laugh she let out was creepy. And it was a laugh Bel had never heard from her. "It was probably locked away, and snap. Their goes the strand holding sanity together. Not like I had any sanity anyway." Her face soon changed, as she lowered her head, so her hair was covering her eyes.
"I wouldn't be here if I did... My parents wouldn't be dead. Lucas wouldn't be dead..." She gripped the fabric of her pants. "Mammon wouldn't be getting patched up. Xanxus wouldn't have to put up with me." Her shoulders trembled, as Belphegor just stood there. "And most of all... I wouldn't have scars that reminded you of Rasiel... I would have the scar on my neck to remind you of, how I put Rasiel first."
'You wouldn't have fallen in love with me.' "If I wasn't here... You wouldn't be constantly reminded of what you did to Rasiel... Because we were supposed to be wedded." 'And because he would be getting what, you wanted.'
When she noticed, that Bel wasn't saying anything, she started to panic inwardly. Chi, knew he hadn't left because she didn't hear footsteps to indicate that he had left. Lifting her head slightly, she stared towards the blond, as his facial expression, had his regular frown set, and he looked away, before sighing. Chiara frowned, and lowered her head once more, as he scratched his head. He turned to leave but stopped, so he was facing the wall, and looked at her from the corner of his eye. "... I won't blame you..." The girl's red eyes soon widened, as she lifted her head to look at him, her expression was full of shock. "... I mean... Well..." Chiara couldn't believe what was happening. The Varia's genius, was stumbling over his words. "... I mean... It's not like..." He soon scratched the back of his head, a faint tint of pink started to cover his cheeks. ".. It's not like... Well... You had a choice..." Shoving his hands back into his pockets, he lifted one of his feet, and dug his heel, softly into the ground. "... I don't blame you... For what I did to Sil..." He held out his had to her, as she stared at it, then back towards him, then back to his hand, as he looked away, and rubbed the back of his neck.
What? Wait? Who was this person sitting in front of her...? "Bel... Are you okay?" He turned his head to look at her, blushing a little more. "You don't have a fever or nothing right?"
"W-what...? W-why would I ha-"
"Because... You're being awfully kind... You're stumbling over your words..." She pointed out, then she pointed to his face. "You're blushing as well. Haven't laughed at me, for my little speech yet." The she pointed to his foot and hand. "And you keep showing signs of nervousness... Like, scratching your head, rubbing your neck, and when you dug your heel into the carpet a little."
He trembled faintly, before growling a little. "Shut up!" Helping her up, he frowned and ran out of the room but stopped slightly. "T-that's the last time, I'm ever cheering you up again!"
And soon he was gone, leaving Chiara there blinking slightly. Tilting her head a little. "Cheering me up?" A small stifled chuckle came from her, before she started to laugh. "He is insanely crazy, but..." She let out a couple more laughs, before smiling faintly. 'He did manage to make me laugh.'
Xanxus sat at his desk and sighed irritably. As three others sat in his office. Squalo looked at the boss, as Xanxus rested his head on his hand. Belphegor and Lussuria both sat their surprisingly quiet, waiting for their boss to speak. Mammon, Levi, Gola and Chiara all downstairs. Xanxus let out another sigh. This time all of them looked towards Xanxus, as he stared at them. "Boss..." The three of them muttered.
"Sort out those two, downstairs." He muttered. "It would be annoying, if one of ours killed, another of our own."
"How?" Squalo asked, before stepping back a little, from the gaze Xanxus gave him. At that moment the door soon closed, leaving the two together. Bel and Luss, both understood, well understood what Xanxus was trying to get across, Squalo was just an idiot for asking.
Chiara looked up seeing Gola, standing there. She shivered lightly, and looked away. It was creepy how he just appeared, and the fact that he couldn't talk topped it off even more. Standing up Chiara soon walked around the table, and gently patted the machines arm before walking out of the room. She needed to clean herself up. Sighing she soon stopped and looked up frowning, before clicking her tongue and heading upstairs.
Entering her room, she sighed, closing her bedroom door before heading towards the bathroom door, and locking herself inside. She was safe in her bathroom, since it had a lock. Taking a deep breath and calming down she turned the shower on, and turned the heat to 45 degrees and letting it run, whilst she stood, staring at the redness over her face, clothes and part of her hair, from the wall mirror.
She quickly got unchanged, and stepped into the shower, hissing slightly, at the heat but soon relaxed, as the water washed the blood to the floor, the red water surrounding her feet before disappearing.
Both Lussuria and Belphegor sat conversing in a separate room on what to do about Mammon and Chiara, to make them get along more. Lussuria looked at Belphegor, for any ideas but the prince just shrugged at the elder one. Their heads turned to a knock on the door, as Luss had muttered 'come in' and they groaned seeing Levi enter.
"Why don't you just lock them in a room together, for a couple of days?"
Lussuria blinked, as Bel, snorted, and shook his head at Levi's suggestion. "You're forgetting. Mammon specializes in illusions. She could easy make an illusion of something from Chiara's past…" He frowned a little and looked away. "Whether it be, the death of Lucas and her family… Or Sil." The name didn't feel right on his tongue, and he made a disgusted expression, like he had just drank a vile of poison.
"But. Bel-chan… It's worth a shot." Lussuria opted.
"No. As much as I would love to see her reaction. I am not putting Chi, through illusions."
Bel stood up and walked out of the room, leaving both a shocked Levi and Luss at his words. He was acting so out of character, and it was slightly worrying. Especially if it involved Chiara.
Chiara soon stepped out of her bathroom, and soon jumped slightly seeing the person in her room. She clutched the towel that was wrapped around her, and paced her breath to a more calming state. Staring at the purple haired girl, she frowned and looked at her bedroom door, as it was left wide open. 'I'm glad I did lock the bathroom door. Stupid Mammon.' Thinking quietly she turned her gaze back towards the girl, as she stepped back wards. Her eyes narrowed dangerously at the girl who stepped closer. This was starting to feel like De JA vu. Her back hit the door, as she gulped slightly.
"What… What do you want now?"
The latter stayed quiet, as she looked around the room, before spotting a frame on the bedside table. The others must have gone back to her old place of stay, and brought the other items that Chiara had saved from the fire. Her gaze turned back to Chiara, before she walked over to the table, and stared at the frame. It was of Chi's parents and someones parents. Mammon pointed towards the boy in the picture. "Is that Lucas…?" Her gaze turned towards Chiara, as she nodded slowly, but stayed as far from the other as possible. "And these two. Your parents?" Another nod was the illusionists answer.
"These four?" She felt her body freeze up at the question. Her eyes stared at the illusionist. "These four are, Belphegor, Rasiel and their parents… Right?" She didn't move an inch, and just stood there. Though when Mammon picked up the frame, Chiara's heartbeat went up to an alarming rate. "I take that as a yes." The other muttered, before throwing the frame out of the bedroom door.
The smash alerted what occupants, that weren't busy. Once they reached her room, Chi's legs gave way, and soon she was sliding down the door. As Mammon stared at the girl, with no expression on her face. Bel on the other had stared at the frame and the crack in the glass. Carefully he picked it up, a few shattered shards, dropped to the ground. Luss soon ran over to Chiara as she trembled a little. 'T-that was….' She slapped Lussuria's hand out of the way and glared towards the illusionist. "Out." Was the only words muttered from her mouth, as she lowered her gaze and glared at the floor, her hair covering her eyes.
When she didn't hear any footsteps she growled dangerously. "I SAID… OUT! NOW!" Her voice was laced with a tone that would send anyone running for the hills, but not these guys, they had to deal with Belphegor. This was nothing to them, though Lussuria applied, and gave into the girl, shoving Mammon to the door, to leave Chiara alone.
Mammon stared at the blonde, as she was shoved away from the room. A frown laced his face, at the smashed picture frame, but the grip on the frame, was evident that he was holding back some sort of emotion, about what happened the day the picture was taken. Mammon just couldn't make out whether it was, a good emotion or a bad emotion.