Disclaimer: Akira Amano owns Katekyo Hitman REBORN!

Claimer: I own the OCs and the plot

Warnings: there'll be a lot of time skipping. Events from the manga will be mentioned, but they won't appear in this series. THIS PLOT MIGHT NOT BE SOMETHING YOU WILL LIKE, SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN DON'T READ IT.

Pairings: BelOC


It's like any other day.

The sun is out and lettings its rays beat down on anyone outside in calming warmth. There's a slight breeze along with some wispy clouds hanging in the blue sky. A lone brunette girl is outside, standing by a river with brown water. She's staring down at it, and has been for the past couple minutes since she just finished walking around the hospital grounds.

A nurse comes past sliding doors so that she's outside as well. She calls the hospital patient by name, causing the white-gowned girl to turn.

"It's time to come back inside!"

The brunette sighs but heads over to the nurse wearing pink scrubs. She gives a fake warm smile, batting her eyes a few times at the younger Italian.

As Aria heads inside the hospital, to her room, with the nurse the older woman is talking about what's been going on in her day as a nurse. The Italian girl is really good about pretending to listen while asking very simple and vague questions. She doesn't know what compels the woman to talk to her. Maybe it's to keep Aria calm and happy since she is in a hospital with THE incurable cancer.

"Oh! And before I forget, you've got another new roommate!" the nurse announces. "Surprisingly enough, he asked for your room specifically. He's your age, and pretty cute~"

At first, Aria thought nothing of the first bit of information. Patients often come in and out of her room. Some were interesting, others not so much. The brunette almost didn't catch the last bit due to such a boring subject, but she was able to hear the words "asked for" and then she honed in on the rest.

"… What?" Aria asks. "Someone… wanted my room? They're around my age? It's a guy?"

Panic is starting to rise up Aria's throat. The nurse turns back to see the hospital patient stopped walking. She gives the brunette a sly smile, getting the wrong idea. This lady reminds the old Varia member of some hotel desk woman for some reason…

"Oh? Are you interested? Maybe you two can have a little fling since he won't be staying for long. He's got deep wounds, but it'll be fine," the nurse informs the Italian girl. "He's a little… unsettling, and he likes wearing a tiara, but he has nice blond hair and I'm sure he'd be cute if you see his eyes!"

Oh no

"C-Can I have a new room?"

"Oh no honey! That's too complicated to do all wily nilly!"

The nurse seems to have taken on a chipper tone since it seems that this hospital patient is starting to panic, and a panicking patient is something that isn't desired. The nurse takes Aria's arm gently and starts leading her onward. Due to the dreaded shock and inability to avoid this situation, the brunette goes on.

Aria doesn't know why this is happening. There should be no reason how someone like that should end up in a hospital. He was a prodigy, for Christ's sake! If Aria was in her right mind, she would know that doesn't mean prodigies aren't susceptible to getting hurt or possibly dying.

It didn't occur to this teen that she was already told about the Vongola Ring Battle by the same person who wants her room.

"I'm hungry. Can we go eat something?" the hospital patient asks the nurse.

"But from what I heard, you've already eaten," the temporary nurse mentions with doubt in her voice.

"What's your point?"

"Honey, let's just get you to your room."

The hand on the hospital patient's shoulder tightens its grip slightly. The brunette is starting to take deep, quiet breathes to calm herself down. When the room is reached, Aria's heart has calmed down and she's wondering why she was panicking in the first place. She's sure that the blond in her room wouldn't move much. Then again, she's also not totally in her right mind…

The nurse opens the door before she can think on that thought and Aria takes her time at the doorway. Brown-black eyes immediately hone in on a blond sitting up in bed almost completely covered in bandages on his head, neck, and arms. The teen boy turns automatically, and then a very large grin pops onto his face. Aria pays no mind to the other hospital patient as she goes to her bed. When the nurse is sure that no one is going anywhere, she leaves.

"Shishishi, you were walking weren't you?"

What an interesting first thing to say.

"Yeah, I was."

It's more like she walked and then stood there.

"Ushishishi, toys do what their masters want after all~"

"I'm not your toy," Aria almost snaps.

"Ushishishi, that's what you think."

"You know, I could ask to have you removed from this room," the annoyed female hospital patient threatens.

"Shishi, I paid more than you to be here so they won't move the Prince. The Prince can't understand why you aren't feeling grateful to be in the presence of royalty."

Aria stays quiet. She isn't sure she believes Belphegor is a royal prince. She's getting tired of arguing, and will continue to get into these mood swings. After all, Aria has cancer. She feels like fighting is a time-waster, and therefore, something she doesn't need to bother with. It's only because she's accepted her situation. That gunshot, aiming for a fatal shot, had ironically saved her.

Meanwhile, Belphegor is frowning. The biting comments and threats have suddenly stopped. Being the genius he is, he has a feeling—a correct one—that the old Varia member had basically given up on life and is trying to accommodate to the fact that she's doomed. He watches her end the argument by turning away to look out the window.

That won't do. The Prince wanted the used-to-be gunman's attention.

"Shishi, gave up on life already?" Just like times before, the blond is ignored. He frowns. "You should listen to when I talk to you. You should feel lucky and grateful that I bother with you at all."

The Prince still gets nothing. It feels like he's being told he's not a top priority, that he doesn't deserve the time of day.

This won't do says Belphegor's inner spoiled child.

"Is this hospital making you stupid, too?"

There's still no response. The Prince frowns deeply. Before this stage in knowing of each other, the Prince wanted the gunman's attention to the point he had to resort to some methods to get it. Like before, he wants her attention. But seeing as they're stuck in a room where they can't leave easily, he feels like he needs her attention. Due to the confined space of the room, it makes him more irritated than usual. The used-to-be gunman couldn't deem him unworthy of the attention the Prince "needs." He gets what he wants.

"Look at me!"

Aria turns to Belphegor instantly with some shock at being somewhat yelled at. The deep-set frown doesn't go away on his face. Brown-black eyes stare. But now that the Prince has Aria's attention—much like their first time interacting in the last series—he doesn't know what to do now that he's got her attention.

But at least the Prince got Aria's attention.

Belphegor suddenly lets another grin blossom onto his face. He tilts his head and says, "Ushishishi, do you want to know why I'm like this?"

"Yeah, I guess I do."

"I went into a battle for the Vongola's Storm Ring and won. Shishi~"

"So where is it now?"

"…"

Prince the Ripper's grin falters. He knew he won't the Storm Battle fair and square, and would gladly admit to it even though he lost the ring when he got it a second time because of that raven-haired peasant with the metal sticks (tonfa). What he can't say is that Varia's boss "lost" because of the rings rejecting him. Prince the Ripper is loyal and careful even though Xanxus isn't in the room in person.

"Shishi, we couldn't keep them. The Prince is hungry, so you should show me around."

"I already ate so they won't want to let me out again," the hospital patient tells the teen boy.

"Shishishi~! I'm paying more to be here so the peons will do as their prince says. If I want my toy to be with me as I eat, then I'll get what I want. Ushishishi~"

The brunette almost goes back to ignoring the blond, but quickly decides against it. She didn't know what Prince the Ripper would do.

Aria doesn't like it when Prince the Ripper takes Belphegor's place.

So the two teens get out of bed and leave the room, one of them looking rather smug.


Sorry it's been a while since I've updated this series. And I apologize again that it's a bit short. I've been a bit busy since the last update, and I'm a little distracted so that's why this chapter kinda sucks. I'll try to do better, though, since this little plot in the series is a bit touchy to me.

Anyway, reviews would be appreciated. Constructive criticism is wanted, but I don't want any of that you-suck-so-I'll-cuss-you-off crap. It. Does. Nothing.