A Royal Meeting Chapter eleven
I do not own KHR, yaoi, romance/humor, yaoi, my plot, and of course, yaoi.
On to chapter 11~! Woo~ ^^. I just got another 10069 vote from cute peppermint, and also one for 2718 from the same. I need to resolve this soon~! Eighteen chapters is my absolute limit because 18 is Hibari's character number as all us random fans know. XD. Anywho, again, my senpai is yelling at me for Hibari and Mukuro to be paired. I could try my luck with a triangle between Tsuna, Hibari and Mukuro, which would amuse senpai, but I'm still awaiting the votes... *sigh* Okay, well, warning for gaylord-ness in this chap, if you read the chapter title you should know... And one last note, to make this clear, I AM accepting anonymous reviews, everyone's opinion is welcome~!
ONE FINAL WARNING~~! I suppose from this point onward things are going to be more amd more perverted. Who knows, I might need to change the rating to M at some point... ^^' As long as that's okay...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fran and Bel had just fallen asleep beside each other on a very small bed.
3:00 PM
Fran slowly opened his eyes, and wasn't suprised at all when he felt and saw Belphagor's arms draped over him. He snuggled a bit closer against the prince, sighing boredly. 'I'm first up for once,' he thought. 'I wonder if fake-prince will say anything random in his sleep.' Fran looked up at the prince. His lips formed a cute, sleepy pout, and his bangs just barely allowed Fran to see thickly lashed, lidded eyes. The kouhai couldn't help wanting to see those eyes again. 'We're in bed together, now we just need to be naked,' he mused, remembering what the prince had told him earlier. 'Huh. Like that would happen. I'd never allow it.'
"Nn...," the prince moaned in his sleep, tightening his hug on Fran, who suppressed his blush. 'Alright, I need to get him up,' the kouhai decided.
"Wake up, Belphagor," Fran managed to say in a deeper voice than his usual one, "Lussuria got Fran in a dress."
The reaction was instant. Belphagor snapped to attention, sitting up straight and shouting out, "Where is he?" Fran, to his own satisfaction, got a nice glimpse of the prince's wide, blood-red gaze before the blonde bangs fell back into place.
"He's right here, stupid prince," Fran deadpanned. Belphagor looked back at his kouhai and frowned.
"Why aren't you wearing a dress?" he asked with a hint of sadness.
"Because I wouldn't give you that sort of perverted enjoyment, senpai," Fran answered, a small smirk on his face.
"... That's cruel, Froggy," Belphagor protested, folding his arms. Fran, still lying down on the bed, stretched.
"Senpai should learn to just let his fantasies stay in his sleep, because they aren't coming true any time soon," Fran chuckled, before suddenly putting a hand on Belphagor's shoulder and pulling him back down.
"And try not to make sudden movements when I'm still tired." Belphagor made a startled squeak of a noise, stunned by his kouhai's move. Fran inwardly grinned, snuggling up close to Belphagor. 'I'd REALLY like to know what he's thinking right now,' Fran thought. 'Probably too shocked to think anything.'
"Froggy...," Belphagor whispered, hidden eyes wide. If he were to be honest, Belphagor was pretty much thinking something along the lines of 'Oh hell, Froggy, if you're going to tease the prince than you have to go all the way at some point!' Then again, the honest side of Belphagor told him, 'He'd probably going to get me totally turned on, and ditch me.'
"Ne, senpai," Fran said quietly, closing his eyes. "Have you ever stared up at the moon before, just thinking it's so beautiful?" he asked. Belphagor gulped, blushing more than he ever had around Fran. 'Why's he acting like this all of a sudden?' the prince thought worriedly. 'It would be cruel if he was joking...' "I have," Fran continued, eyes still closed. 'Crap,' thought Bel, 'is he really going to do this to me?' "I've seen a lot of things in my life that I've thought of as beautiful... like you," Fran murmured, reopening his eyes to gaze at Belphagor.
"F-froggy...," Belphagor squeaked. At this point, even though he dreaded what would happen if he allowed it, Belphagor was fully aroused. Fran seemed to know the second he'd turned the prince on, for it was only too soon that he pulled away from the prince.
"Such a perverted senpai," Fran chuckled, getting off of the bed.
"Aww, Fran, don't do this to me," Belphagor complained, stiffly reaching out to stop Fran. The kouhai didn't stop even as he felt the prince's slender fingers weakly wrapping around his arm. He shook off his senpai, folding his arms.
"You ought to control yourself, I've been worried about you raping me in the middle of the night lately... That would be bad, I'd have to tell Xanxus I'd rather be partners with Lussuria," Fran said in monotone, teal eyes perfectly emotionless.
BANG!
"I heard my name~! Bel, Fran, good afternoon, how are you~?"
Fran and Belphagor turned to the door simultaneously. "Luss!" gasped Bel.
"'Lussuria?" Fran echoed. Lussuria moved up to Fran. "You know, if one lover is down, the other always helps," he informed.
"What the hell are you talking about, gaylord?" Fran asked, taking a step backwards.
"I mean," said Lussuria, placing one hand firmly on Fran's chest, "you should really be helping Bel-chan right now, shouldn't you?" He pushed forward, and Fran, not expecting the move, fell backwards, turned to catch himself, but ended up halfway on top of Belphagor. Both were too stunned to move for a while.
"L-luss, I think your being a bit impatient," Bel said after a while, grinning insanely.
"But Bel-chan...," returned Lussuria, arms crossed, "aren't YOU getting impatient?"
The room fell silent once again, the only real sound being the nervous breaths between Fran and Bel. Fran could've just stood up straight again, but for some reason, he didn't. His position over the prince, it was strangely nice to be in. His arms were on either side of the prince's head, his entire upper body was hovering over Bel's. However, he was still standing on the floor, just bent over. Belphagor slowly weaved his arms around Fran's neck, causing the kouhai to flush a crimson red.
"Well, yes...," the prince agreed, looking considerate, "I'm 'getting impatient'." Lussuria smiled warmly.
"Well?"
"Yeah, thanks for the help," Belphagor said, trying to pull Fran closer to him. The kouhai began to struggle.
"Senpai!" he protested as Belphagor's hands gripped his arms in a vice. Lussuria smiled and sat down on the end of the bed as well.
"You know, if you need intructions..."
"But not today," Belphagor interrupted. Lussuria's eyes opened wide beneath his sunglasses. "If I do that, he'll hate me." Belphagor released his kouhai, who immediately stood up and took several steps back.
"Now THAT'S the sign of a good relationship," Lussuria said happily, swinging one leg over his other. "Good decision, Bel-chan."
"Shishishi~ The prince isn't stupid enough to actually do something like that to his Froggy," Belphagor said in a soft tone as he looked back at Fran, who still looked a bit jostled. The kouhai shuffled slightly and looked away, refusing to meet the prince's eyes. Belphagor sat up, grinning.
"Aww~! You two are really REALLY cute together~!" Lussuria squealed, hugging Belphagor.
"Hey, the prince never gave you permission to touch him," Belphagor growled, shoving the gaylord away from him.
"Don't scare me like that senpai," Fran sighed.
"Now we're even," Belphagor snorted, folding his arms and letting out a shaky breath. "It suddenly seems very cold in here."
"Well, senpai," Fran deadpanned. "I've been next to or on top of you for the past three hours, I say it makes sense for you to feel cold now. At least your not feeling overheated anymore."
"Hmm... I get it," Belphagor agreed. "Get back in bed with the prince then."
"Huh. Not happening," Fran muttered.
"Ne, Luss, bring him back over here," the prince commanded. Lussuria saluted and sprang to his feet, attaching himself to Fran's waist without hesitation. Fran looked at the gaylord as if saying 'THIS is your method of immobilizing me?' before bringing his knee roughly up, therefore knocking the other's jaw upward. Lussuria gasped at the hit, falling backwards in his usual dramatic way. "Luss, that was lame," muttered Bel. "Your not a very good servant to the prince."
"I could wear a maid outfit," Lussuria managed to choke out.
"Rather see Froggy in one," Belphagor refused, standing up and stretching. "Sorry I had to put you through that, Froggy, let's try and find breakfast." Lussuria stood up as soon as the footsteps died down. He wasn't hurt at all, thanks to the Sun flames that coursed through his body.
'Well now I know that they're fine here, I suppose I can relax and have some fun myself. I do have one cute little boxer to train, after all,' Lussuria mused, naturally swinging his hips side to side as he walked down one of the halls.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TRAINER? I AM EXTREMELY STRONG ALREADY!"
Lussuria, upon hearing the shout, quickened his pace. 'I'd know that voice anywhere~!'
"Well, fake prince, it's a miracle that you managed to get us this far, but I'm pretty sure that's NOT the kitchen," Fran insisted, trying to pull Belphagor away from the room that was ringing with thousands of exploding sounds.
"You can easily tell Lussuria's trying to cook something in there!" Belphagor argued, fighting back against the slightly weaker Fran.
"Senpai, I am almost a hundred percent positive that's a training room!" Fran countered, putting all his strength into trying to get Belphagor away from the door.
KICK.
The door flew open, and the first thing they saw was mist, which seeped out of the door immediately. "Oya? The mist's leaking out, did someone open the door?" asked a deep voice.
"Hn. If someone did, then good. It's better for me when there's no fog in the area," said an even deeper voice.
"That's cheating, Kyouya."
"You're the illusionist here."
"Hm? The mist is clearing... oh, Fran, how are you?" Once the mist had dispersed, Fran and Belphagor saw Mukuro and Hibari, who were both covered in bruises, and all bloodied up. Fran immmediately rushed over to Mukuro.
"Master? Are you okay?" he asked in a paniced voice, eyes wide. Mukuro allowed Fran to look over every visible wound, rather enjoying the attention. Belphagor strided into the room, not grinning in the slightest.
"I was wrong. This isn't the kitchen. Let's leave, Froggy," he said, unually serious.
"Are you kidding, Master's never looked this bumped up before...," Fran said worriedly, looking closely on a mark on Mukuro's neck. "Master, what is this? I've never seen a mark like THIS before..."
Mukuro, noticing what Fran was looking at, immediately hid his bruises with illusions. "Fran, I'm always marked up, I just hide it."
Fran sighed and backed off. "Be careful, alright Master? It's not healthy to fight for the thrill- wait... Didn't he say you were going to go spy on the Mille... mille... whatever it was?" he recalled. Mukuro tried not to look caught redhanded.
"Uhm... about that..."
"The pineapple realized he'd pissed me off, so he offered me a fight to cheer me up," Hibari explained, not embarassed to hide anything. To him, embarassment was for the weak.
"Don't people usually offer drinks to cheer other people up?" Fran wondered.
"Any alchohol he'd offer me would be Western or Italian, so that was out of the question," Hibari said matter-of-factly.
"Oh," Fran acknowledged. "Alright?"
Belphagor suddenly grabbed Fran's arm. "The prince wants breakfast. Let's GO, Froggy." Not waiting for an answer, the prince dragged Fran out of the room, away from the quarreling rivals.
"YOU ARE MY TUTOR? THAT IS EXTREMELY AWESOME, TO THE LIMIT!" Ryohei yelled cheerfully, minutes after meeting up with the Varia sun guardian.
"Aw~ I'm so glad that you're so happy to see me, cutie~!" Lussuria returned, barely resisting his urge to hug the other boxer tightly. "When do you want to start our training?"
"I'M EXTREMELY READY WHENEVER YOU ARE!" Ryohei said, pumping his fist into the air, a fiery aura enveloping him.
"Let us begin, shall we? Reborn-chan, would you show us to the boxing arena?"
Reborn looked up at Lussuria. "Sure."
Mukuro sighed heavily. "Thanks for covering."
Hibari rolled his eyes. "I wasn't 'covering'. I don't do favors for weak herbivores."
"You realize you practically invited me to dance, Kyouya."
"I 'invited' you to fight," Hibari corrected. "And I'd really like to continue."
"Kufufufufu... You seem a bit playful."
"Don't make things up, Rukudo. You're the playful one here. I just want to bite you to death."
"Alright, I'll stop making you wait."
And the clang of tonfas against trident could be heard in the room once more.
Belphagor sat down at the table, and Fran followed suit. Almost immediately, two cute, young girls approached them. "Hi, I'm Haru, and this is Kyoko!" a brown haired girl announced with enthusiasm.
"You're the new guests, right? From the Varia?" asked the other, orange-haired girl.
"Yes," Fran replied, ignoring the prince, who was fiddling around with a throwing knife.
"V-v-v-varia...?" a new, shy voice spoke. Fran recognized the voice, though he couldn't put a name to it.
A trembling, indigo-haired girl walked around the others, and Fran recognized her instantly. "Chrome?" he asked, standing up. The girl, Chrome Dukuro, also recognied Fran.
"F-fran-sama," she said, "Wh-why are you...?"
There was a short, awkward pause. "The Varia are supposed to train some of the people in the Varia, but I don't know who me and senpai are training," Fran said after a while.
"Oh...," she breathed. "Sorry, it's just... I thought Mukuro-sama had given up on training you and... k-killed...," she trailed off.
"Who would give up on me?" Fran said proudly, "I'm such a good student."
Belphagor allowed himself a chuckle. "I'm the narcissist, Froggy?"
Fran rolled his eyes. "Yes, you are. I just said one, true comment. Senpai is always talking about himself being a 'handsome prince' and such, which is narcissist and false."
"I'm a hottie, and you know it, Froggy," Belphagor growled.
"Senpai, that sentence was extremely uncool," Fran muttered, though he silently did agree. He felt his mischievous side coming on, and allowed himself a smirk. "Senpai's SEXY." Belphagor flushed a full red, stunned into silence, and Fran turned back to the girls. "Ah, yeah, we'll take anything for breakfast, just not ice-cream. Really, he needs to get off of his ice-cream addiction."
"F-froggy, that was uncalled for. Th-the prince never asked your opinion," Belphagor managed between gritted teeth. Fran just sent him a quick smile, causing the prince to shuffle slightly in his seat. 'I preferred it when he was cute and awkward...,' Belphagor thought in discontent. 'Only the PRINCE should be allowed to tease.'
~End Chapter~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I- I'm ending this chap. here. Th-thanks f-for r-reading... it's g-greatly ap-appreciated. *forced smile*
Fran: What's gotten into you?
Me: Nothing... j-just a few mean reviews...
Fran: Ah, your first taste at haters, hm?
Me: I don't like being hated.
Fran: You're not hated by a lot of people, I thought that was just three reviews?
Me: I still don't like being hated.
Mukuro: *clears throat* I thought you were getting more Byakuran votes than Hibari votes?
Me: I-it just slipped out! I didn't mean to imply anything between you and Hibari...
Hibari: Hey, you should cut the author's notes, someone said they were too long?
Me: Yes, but the F. rules say you CAN have authors notes at the beginning and end of chapters, just not whole chapters of author's notes!
Hibari: Ah. Belphagor: Are you okay? I can tell your pretty shaken up from those reviews.
Me: I'll live.
Belphagor: Will you WRITE?
Me: I- I'll write too!
Belphagor: Then hurry up and end the chapter.
Me: Hai! Please Review, even if you hate it~! I appreciate the criticism, even if it makes me all depressed!
Fran: *leans over to Bel* Hey, they DO know that this is her first chapter fanfic, right?
Bel: I dunno. Can't please everyone.
Fran: *nods*