When She Meets Varia
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Chapter 6 : A Gift
A quiet night in the Varia mansion it was for the new Mist officer.
"VOIIIIIII!"
Well as quiet as it could be. Mammon tore her gaze away from the window sill and looked at her dark wooden closed door where outside, the long-haired commander was shouting to someone along the corridors.
"Like hell I'd do that, you shitty boss!"
BAM! She heard something slammed against the wall.
"Voii!"
As loud as the ruckus is outside, it still didn't distract her from her thoughts of what happened earlier on today.
Another crash echoed into her dark room followed by cusses from Squalo.
She sighed then stared back out into the foggy dark sky. She could barely see the stars in the sky as the dark clouds had covered it along with the moon. Nights like these were her favourites as it reminded her of her parents.. Well not like she actually liked it because of them. Just.. It gave a comforting feel like no one could find you. Yeah, that's it.
"Bel-senpai. Hurry up and knock on the door." The illusionist turned around to her door as she recognized the monotone voice of a certain green haired boy mumbling to the said senpai.
"Hmph, like hell I will, stupid frog."
And also the voice of the one she was currently upset with. She could hear them outside their door, arguing about the blonde prince opening the door.
Why was she upset with Belphegor? Let's take a recap, starting from when Belphegor had dragged her out of the class and before meeting Fran.
- Flashback -
"What the hell Belphegor?! Let go." She struggled to get out of his grasp as he was starting to crush her petite wrist.
A few minutes ago, she was about to agree to go with Fon but Belphegor had dragged her out ignoring the weird looks they were getting from others.
Just as they reached the middle of a dark hallway, she broke free from his grasp and he stopped as he saw the flushed face of the illusionist. Perhaps he was walking a bit too fast for her.
They stood in the middle of the hallway as she panted, trying to slow down her beating heart. After what felt like hours, she growled at him, "What the hell was that?! Why did you do that?"
She waited for him to response, searching for any clues on his face to figure out what he would say. But nothing gave him away as he looked at her with an unreadable expression. This was the first time she has seen him with such an expression from the usual cheerful, playful look he'd display.
"Do not go near that stupid Chinese peasant again, peasant." He said with venom in his voice that it surprised her.
"Hah?"
"You heard the prince."
She scoffed, "There's nothing wrong to be near him, Belphegor. And anyways it's none of your business to whom I talk to."
His fists clenched that went unnoticed by Mammon as he was nearly losing his patience. "YOU are the prince's partner and you have to do what the prince says." he hissed.
A vein popped on Mammon's forehead, "That's what you call a master and a slave, you idiot. I'm free to roam wherever I want, talk to whoever I want and your job as a partner stays in a mission."
"Hmph, stupid naïve little peasant. Do you not understand your place? You now belong to Varia. In other words, you have to listen to what we say. And when I tell you to not go near that thing, don't even dare."
Mammon's fists clenched and in the next second, a slap sound echoed through the corridors of the school. Belphegor stood in shock as the impact hit him like a hurricane. He stared at Mammon who was looking down on her feet as she muttered out, "You can't control my life."
He stood still as he held his red cheek in his hand, looking down at Mammon who stayed quiet afterwards. All kinds of emotions swirled between the two as they stood quietly in the hallway.
Shock, anger, hurt, but one stood out the most between them was the pain of the contact.
After what felt like hours when it was actually a few minutes, he spoke up, "Let's go.. The stupid frog is waiting outside."
He turned forward to the exit and walked ahead, not glancing back to see if Mammon followed him or not but he could hear a small, "Un" coming from her.
- End of flashback -
As she recalled her memory of her fight with Belphegor, she realized just how stupid she was that time. That was the first time the two had fought like that. And she never looses her cool like that. Even when that bully in her school had bullied her. As she thought more and more about that, unnoticed by her, her cheeks turned red and she had curled up in her chair, much like a ball.
But then again, why should she be the one at fault? It was also Belphegor's fault that she had slapped him like she did. Why did he act like that? Why was it when Fon was brought up, he acted so coldly? Were the two rivals or something? She scoffed, if so, then what's the problem hanging out with him when the Prince himself has nothing to do with it? Unless of course, the prince could be jealous.
She scoffed and snickered at the thought of the Prince being jealous of Fon. 'Yeah right. That would be a huge joke.'
There were some more shuffling outside her room and she tried focusing what the two boys were muttering about. Suddenly, a knock echoed from the door.
She stared at the door, thinking about whether it would be a good idea opening it or not. Chances were, if it was the prince, how would she react? If it was Fran instead, she could just tell him to go away. But what made the prince different? She wasn't sure what. Maybe because they had a fight?
Another knock echoed from the door.
Should she? Then what happens afterwards? Will she be able to act as if nothing happened? That it wasn't affecting her?
This time the person outside banged on the door followed by a muffled, "Let me in." from the person she managed to recognize as Fran.
She inwardly sighed in relief and walked towards the door. She unlocked it and when she was about to shoo Fran away, her eyes widened when instead of Fran, it was Belphegor. She quickly tried closing her door but the Prince had caught it before it could close.
She walked away from him as he walked in her room.
"Leave now." She said as she didn't look back at him.
He stayed quiet as he stood in the middle of the dark room. She finally turned to look at him and glared, "I told you to-"
She was cut off when Belphegor had shoved a purple decorated box in her hands. Sadly, the illusionist didn't expect this and nearly dropped the box. She looked up at the blonde boy with a hidden confused look.
Out of shyness perhaps, Bel turned away from her and said, "Its an.. Its a gift from the prince."
"Huh?"
"The prince gives out gifts to his peasants when they are sad. Accept it, lousy peasant." He said the last part in a demanding tone.
Mammon stood, surprised that the Storm she had been fighting with since she arrived, had actually took the time to give her an apology- oh I mean, a regular, gift.
'Then again, this could be another prank of his.' She scoffed inwardly.
"How would I know it's not some kinda of immature prank you thought of? And who said I'm sad?"
"Ushishishi, the peasant expects more from the Prince? What more could he give him?"
The illusionist stared at him for awhile before opening the box. Belphegor also turned around as he heard the familiar ribbon being tugged open. Truth be told, he wasn't the one who bought the gift. It was Fran's idea to give Mammon a present as an apology. As he took a closer look inside the box, he wanted to slap his forehead right then and there.
Why? Because inside the box is a..
"Frog." She said aloud. The frog had red eyes and dark green skin, it wasn't attractive per say to the prince, the same probably goes for Mammon. She turned her head towards Belphegor who had a cracked smile plastered on his face, "You give people who are sad, frogs?"
"Ushishishi, apparently so.." Inwardly, Belphegor swore to turn a certain froggy boy into a porcupine for this embarrassment. Yup, Fran picked out the gift! ("All hail the frogs!')
Mammon continued staring at it and Belphegor figured she didn't like the gift either. He sighed and said, "If the peasant doesn't like it, I'll-"
"Fantasma!"
Huh?
Mammon picked up the frog in the box with a smile on her face and giggled. Giggled.. She actually GIGGLED!
"You're perfect!" She said as she held the frog up and placed it on her hood.
"Ushishishi, I thought the peasant hates frogs." Belphegor muttered to himself. He looked down to the dropped box to find a letter in it. He picked it up and began reading it aloud.
"Dear Mammon-san, this frog is an apology gift on behalf of me for letting stupid Bel-senpai upset you - *vein popped* Why you little brat-. So you're free to do whatever you want with it except kill it. There are a few mysteries to this frog though that you might want to uncover. Hope you like your gift. From the ever so handsome... Pfft, the frog's gotta be joking!" Belphegor laughed.
"Which is why I'm calling this frog, Fantasma." She said, "Eh?" "I've done my research about this type of frog long ago. I've always wanted this frog. I heard it could change into a Salamander." She smirked.
"Ushishishi, don't make me laugh, peasant. There's no way an ugly frog could turn into something like that."
Fantasma huffed in anger which didn't go unnoticed by Mammon. She turned to him and glared "Don't upset, Fantasma, Belphegor. This frog has feelings."
She turned away from him and coddled the frog in her hands. "There, there, Fantasma.. Stupid Belphegor won't bother you again."
A vein popped on his forehead, "The prince can hear you, peasant."
Mammon turned her head to him, "I know."
Another popped on his forehead, "Why you little-"
"But thanks.."
Huh? Did the peasant just said 'Thanks'? Did the blonde shaggy banged prince heard right?
He looks up at her who was smiling away, coddling the frog in her hands. He didn't know why but the illusionist looked so..
"Cute." He thought aloud.
"Huh?" She turned around to face him.
"Nothing!~"
She gave him a look before saying, "You can leave my room now, Belphegor."
He shrugged and walked towards the door. Before he left he made sure to tell her, "Call the prince 'Bel'."
"Huh?"
"Everyone calls the prince 'Bel' here. You should too. The prince hates being too formal with his peasants."
She scoffed, "It isn't too formal, Belphegor."
"Hmph. Just do as the prince says since he took time finding that gift."
"Wasn't it Fran who found Fantasma?" She held an amused look saying 'I knew it was Fran from the start'.
"But the prince gave it to you anyways. So you should listen to what the prince says once a day at least."
She glared at him who was stubborn to leave the room until she agreed to his rules.
"If I listen to what you say once per day, you also have to."
"What?! The prince refuses."
"Okay then."
It was silent between them before the prince sighs, "Fine.."
"Good so it's settled then... Bel."
As his name rolled off her tongue, the prince couldn't help but feel a shiver crawl up his spine. Not in a bad way but in a rather.. Good way perhaps? He didn't know but all he did know was he liked the way his name rolled off of Mammon's tongue.
He smirked then walked out the room, not before saying, "Mammon."
End of Chapter
This was initially suppose to come out longer but sadly I have little time to write ;-; I'm starting to work on my art skills since I suck.. Well since I started to suck when I lost practice for the last few days x.x
No, I'm not attending some kind of art school. It's rather that I'm starting my own manga (dunno when). So I wanna brush up on my skills for the next few.. weeks? Feel free to check out my dA account that will be filled wif most of my digital works soon :3
