I do not own KHR. If I do, it will be messed up, big time. LOL

Tsukiyo was dusting off the shelves in the living room when she heard the telephone rang. She picked it up only to be greeted by the same eerie laughter Bel was very much known about that.

"Oi, Bel, do you need something?" Tsuki asked. The awkward situation between them seemed to pass of as the days go by.

"Shishishi. You're wrong. This is Rasiel. Get Belphegor on the line." The voice on the other line commanded her. But to Tsukiyo, really how can she do that? Belphegor was calling his self to get him on the phone? What's going on with the world? Prank call, maybe. Belphegor was probably bored again and so this was his way to toy with her again. Well, at least, it was safer than being darted by knives, right?

"No." She put down the phone and picked it up when it rang again.

She was annoyed learning that it was the same voice – Belphegor's, as she thought.

"I'm serious. May I speak with your prince?" Tsukiyo's face flushed red upon hearing the last two words of from the other line. Your prince. Really, he was playing with her. And she won't let this 'teasing games' of his to lost her patience.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You called the Varia Mental Asylum, sir. There is no prince here. Only weird UMAs." And she's going to thank Gokudera for that term – Unidentified Mysterious Animals. Thinking that it was Bel who failed in a prankster call, Tsukiyo slammed the telephone back again to its place.

Tsukiyo was about to start her job but she heard the telephone rang again.

"Hello," she greeted, hoping this time, it wasn't the same caller.

Much to her dismay, it was the same voice – Rasiel, or maybe Belphegor as Tsukiyo thought. "Shishihi. You got attitude, woman. Please tell my brother I'm going to pay a visit these coming days."

Tsukiyo sighed. Damn you, Bel. You're a failure at this type of pranks. You're just good at throwing knifes. "Screw you. So long." She slammed the phone back again.

Then, the phone rang the fourth time. This time, Tsukiyo was really hell annoyed. She picked up the phone.

"Damn it, Bel, I'm not as foolish as you think! You're a failure! Ya heard? A failure! This won't work on me anymore!"

The other line was dead silent. Tsukiyo froze at the different voice on the other line.

"Is that you, Tsukiyo?"

"Oh, I'm sorry for shouting," she apologized with a slight laughter. "Ah, who's this?"

"It's Timoteo, your grandpa."

"Grandpa! Yes, it's me. Tsukiyo. How are you? My, it's been a long time. How's Italy?" How dare you involve Tsuna with this mafia. She wanted to add.

"What are you doing there?" Tsukiyo's poor ears were almost crying blood. He should have been Squalo's father.

"Reborn sent me here… after finding out that Tsuna's now next in line," she said bitterly.

The other line was silent. "Tsukiyo, I'm sorry. You see Ts- "

"Yeah, yeah. Tsuna's unlike other mafia bosses despite being too young," she interfered. "Leaving that aside, grandpa. Why did you call? You know I was here?"

"I'm supposed to talk with Xanxus. Is he there?"

Hell would I care. "I don't know. Maybe, he is."

"Tsukiyo, what are you doing there in Varia Headquarters?"

"Reborn sent me. I'm working here as a, err, m-maid," she replied following a slight laughter.

"What?" Another deafening interjection from her grandpa. Good thing, she was able to put a good distance between her beloved ears and the phone.

Tsukiyo saw Xanxus coming by. She flinched at the sight of the noxious man.

"Granpa, err, Hades, I mean, Xan-chan, no, I' mean boss is coming, I'll give the phone to him, alright. I need to get lost for the time being. Til next time, bye," she said and hold the phone out to Xanxus.

Xanxus glared at her, then the phone, and back to her. "The ninth called. He wishes to speak with you, boss. So, gotta go. Need to run some errands. See you around, boss!" She said as fast as she could and ran away as far as she can. Man, how she loved her life.

Tsukiyo was still running when she bumped to Belphegor.

"Hello, Tsu-chan. Seen some snakes?" He grinned.

"Ah, Rasiel, I mean B-"

"Did you just call me Rasiel?"

"Ha, yeah. I figured it was you a while ago. You're not so good with call pranks, aren't you, Bel?" Tsukiyo laughed quietly.

"What do you mean? I never called you," he seemingly frowned, Tsukiyo noticed, but there's no way she can confirm it with that hair locks covering his eyes.

"Seriously, prince. Demanding your presence to talk with yourself. You even said that you're gonna pay yourself a visit one of these days." Tsukiyo gave a wavering smile. Pay yourself a visit, tch. Sure thing, sure thing.

Bel didn't even say any goodbyes before leaving her. And woah, surprisingly, no knives thrown at her this time.

Lussuria showed his self, looking strangely at Tsukiyo. "Lus-nee, what's wrong?"

"Tsukiyo, you know, Bel has a twin brother named Rasiel."

Tsukiyo raised an eyebrow. "Then that wasn't a prank call? And you were eavesdropping."

"I thought Belphegor was confessing to you," he said with a sing-song voice again which made her blush. She dismissed that thought successfully.

"But you know, this Rasiel is, supposedly, dead."

This time, Tsukiyo quivered, her face almost ran out of blood. "A call from the dead?"

He shrugged.

Lussuria continued. "Belphegor killed him, when they were still kids. At those times, I heard he killed his family,too. You know, at the age of eight, he joined Varia."

"What the hell?" Now she's getting the idea why Varia is an assassinating group, the best one at that, and an eight years old assassin was something not ordinary.

That night, Tsukiyo didn't know how to deal with what happened. The phone call from Bel's dead brother and Bel killing his family heartlessly. Things are getting rougher.

Oh, someone was revived - Rasiel/Sil. Haha.

This chapter was short. Better expect the next ones to be the same, too.

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