Author's Note: It's been awhile so if you don't remember what's happening you may need to refresh your memory. I apologize.

If you Can't Stand the Heat, Don't go into the Bedroom

"Okay so you're going to follow us out? When we get there just park behind me, there should be enough room for your truck."

I glanced out the window to where Dad was talking to Squalo and Xanxus. Right behind them was Lussuria who seemed to be enamored with the waning sun in the sky. It had been a long day, for me a not too pleasant one, but he seemed sad to see it end. Levi was no where to be seen but he was invited to the house as well, so I was sure to see him later. Belphegor had disappeared not long after I had stepped into the car. I vaguely recalled him saying something about needing to grab something, however when I had offered to go with him he had shot me down. Maybe, like me, he was being cautious…

"Hurry up," I muttered to myself, urging Dad to hurry up. My eyes fell to the other window. Outside of this one there was only a few lingering students and the principle's parked car. Not all the students had made it out yet and he was having to deal with the mess he had created. My attention turned back towards my driver.

I could hear his voice through the glass, "Oh don't worry I have some stored away! It's not too old but I'm sure it'll pack a punch."

I pressed the button to make my window roll down so I could insist on us departing already. It was almost a fourth of the way down when I noticed movement in my periphery vision. My eyes flashed to the front windshield. Only a hundred yards away stood Patty and the two men. I stared at them. They stared back. Instead of charging like I assumed they would they stood on watching intensely.

"See you in a few minutes then." Dad said as he got into the car. "Well wasn't today something? Frannie? What are you looking at?"

I blinked and slightly turned to him and when I glanced back they were gone. Dad started the engine and soon we were pulling away from the school. It grew smaller and smaller inside my mirror until the only thing I could see inside of it was the road.

"You seem a little distant," Dad commented offhandedly, "Is there something on your mind? If you're hungry we have those cupcakes in the back though I don't want you to spoil your dinner."

"Of course there's something on my mind!" I snapped at him and his carefree attitude. I knew getting angry wouldn't help so I relaxed in my seat and let my frustration exhale out of me along with my breath. Before he could say something, or make a joke of it, I said, "There is something not right. Strange things are happening and I know you know what I'm talking about, and we're not the only ones either. Those men earlier today aren't the first and I'm sure they wont be the last."

Our car suddenly swerved briefly, smashing me against the window. Dad momentarily glanced at me with a pale ghostly face, as if all the blood had been scared out of it, before regaining control of the wheel. He got the car going straight again, but when I looked down I noticed his knuckles were white against the leather. He was holding on too hard.

"You mean…" He stared to form a question but his voice just became a gurgling sound.

"I never got a chance to tell you…" I began, "But on the fieldtrip a lot of strange shit happened."

"Language." He warned me but his voice lacked an edge.

"Sorry," I apologized automatically, "A meteor fell onto the road our buses were taking so we had to go a different way. My bus had just turned around when a small landslide blocked the other buses from following. We had to find a land phone to call for help and we ended up heading to a small town out in the middle of nowhere. Patty, our bus driver got out to find a phone, and shortly afterwards the students saw something outside. It had gone under the bus so me and a few others went to see what it was."

"They made a student go?" Dad sounded appalled.

"I volunteered." I watched as his face fell into one of parental concern. "Nothing was under the bus we soon discovered, but then I looked up, and I saw this… thing inside the bus. However when I went back inside it wasn't there, and I later discovered that no one else saw a monster but a man."

"How strange…"

"That wasn't the end of it either. Byakuran and I went to look for Patty, we found her, but she acted a little strange. Some stuff happened and when I went back on the bus none of the other students besides Belphegor and I recalled what had happened there. Then the bus driver kept looking at me on the way home."

Dad just kept his eyes on the road.

I closed my eyes and titled my head back, "The strangest part of all was that there was not a single soul to be seen in the town. There was nobody. It was almost as if they had all gotten up and left… or something made them disappear."

"Wow that sounds like a good horror movie you got going there." He finally said, and even though he was joking, I felt that he wasn't playing.

"Dad I saw Patty today at school,"

I heard a cracking sound emanate from his hands and I couldn't tell whether it was his knuckles cracking from holding on too tightly, or the steering wheel breaking from all the pressure he was putting on it.

"She looked different." I said, though to me my voice sounded distant, as if I were underwater. "Before I couldn't think of how to describe it, but I've given it some thought and…"

"And?"

"It looked like she had removed her skin and when she went to put it back on forgot how it went. Dad it was as if someone else was wearing her skin. Though that wouldn't make sense because it didn't look like that when we were in that town, and that's when she first started acting odd… So why now? And those two guys, they didn't look like that but they were with her. I know they were. Dad, I saw them with Patty just outside the car at the school and they were watching me. Why me? What is it about me that attracts them? I swear I haven't done anything to make them come after. What kind of monsters are they?"

"Fran!"

I blinked at my fathers eyes. His hands were squeezing my shoulders and that's when I realized the car was stopped. We were home and Dad was already outside of the car. He had opened up my door, undone my seatbelt, and was looking at me anxiously.

"There, there," He said as he pulled me into a hug and gently stroked my hair like he used to when I was a younger. "Everything will be alright."

I wanted to tell him not to lie to me, but I just couldn't because I so badly wanted to believe him.

"Will you be okay with having guests over tonight?"

I nodded my head.

"Fran I need to talk to you later." I looked up at him when he said that. He continued, "What I mean is that we'll discuss this after our get-together tonight, if you can wait until then."

I didn't get a chance to reply for in the next moment Xanxus's truck pulled up and the party was on.

-6-6-6-

"Nice place you've got here." Squalo said after stepping out of the vehicle. I could tell he was just being nice though because everything was a shamble compared to the mansion he lived in. However I had to admit it was in a lot better shape than when we first got it. Dad had replaced the shutters, fixed up the door, and cleaned the yard of all the roof tiles. Then there was his work in progress garden that had livened up the front yard. It had become a sort of hobby for him.

"Ooo I'm so excited!" Lussuria cried as he whisked out a disposable camera from underneath his jacket, "We get to see where Fran lives~"

"Don't be a freak." Bel said, coming up behind the man and whacking him over the head.

The older man pouted, and then in defiance he turned to me with a sly grin and said, "Fran pout for me."

…

"Perfect!" He snapped a picture.

"Give me that camera!" Bel yelled while trying to snatch the object away.

"Hey Frannie," Dad's voiced forced my eyes away from the skirmish on the lawn to where he was standing by the open trunk of our car, "Could you give me a hand with these cupcakes?"

Levi's ears perked up, "Did you say cupcakes?" Dad looked over at him and grinned, "Why yes I did. They're covered in a white fluffy cream cheese frosting. The best part of all is that they're fresh, Fran and I made them in class today."

At the sound of my name Levi scowled and kicked the dirt. He mumbled, "Probably poisoned…"

I grabbed a tray of them and helped my father with the door. He shouted back at everyone that they were welcome inside.

Dad wanted to start the barbeque right away to appease Xanxus. My math teacher didn't seem too thrilled, but then again it was seldom that he ever wore a different expression. We still had a couple of boxes left to unpack and Dad knew the grill had to be in one of them so the first thing we did was hunt for it.

"I think I may have found it."

I looked over at the box he was standing over, "No, that's our two lawn chairs."

"What? Really?" Dad looked at it, examining the outside as if he had on a pair of x-ray vision glasses, "How can you tell?"

"I was the one that packed this box and I remember after I finished taping it up you bumped into it and spilled your hot chocolate all over the top."

Dad stared at me, "I wish you had that good of memory on your math tests."

"You and me both."

-6-6-6-

"Well kids it will be a little while until dinner is ready," Dad said as he put on his apron, "Frannie, why don't you show Belphegor your room?"

Whatever.

I nodded to Bel and he followed me back inside. When we finally reached my room I hesitated. A bedroom defines a person's inner most personality. It reveals things about the owner, what could take years of conversation to find out, in an instant. Allowing Bel to enter my room is the equivalent of welcoming him into my soul. Having him see my inner most private dwelling, my sanctuary, was not what concerned me. No, it was what he would see that worried me. I recalled the first time I had been in his room, how fancy and rich it was, and how arrogant it all seemed. It reeked of his personality, his motives, and his princely charms. What would my room reveal about my character?

"Are we going to go in?" Belphegor asked. Once he saw I wasn't going to give him an answer he pushed his way to my door and opened it. I watched mesmerized as the door fell back into my room, revealing to me my bed. I had forgotten to make it before I left for school this morning, then again I never make it. Lazy.

His head twisted and turned as he examined the contents of my personal abode, "So this is your room? I was expecting to see mutilated frog carcasses scattered about the place."

I looked at him feeling more pale than usual. Did he think I was as monstrous as him? I gave him a blank stare as I replied, "I may hate frogs and will loath them until the day I die, but not to the point where I would do something like that."

"If I hated something so much I wouldn't allow it to live any longer." He said with a sober voice.

I tried to suppress the chills that wanted to crawl up my spin, "You and I are not the same in that aspect."

"True," He said as he smiled at me, "Otherwise that would be weird."

I watched as Bel strolled over to my bed. The blankets on it were crumpled in a heap where splashes of black and green color stood out from my comforter. He glanced up to see the poster of the cat hanging on the branch. He asked, "Your inspiration to get up in the morning?"

"It's the only thing that keeps me going."

"Hm, really? Nothing else?"

I shook my head, "Nope."

"Not even this sexy blonde god standing before you?" He struck a pose that suggested he was all mighty, which as far as he was concerned, he was.

"No, as a matter of fact you do the opposite. You make me want to never leave my bed."

He was suddenly a lot closer, his breath was hot against my neck as he leaned towards me, "You know, that can be arranged."

I stared at him lost for a moment until I realized the implication of what he was saying, then my face turned red. Self-conscious about how little of space I had to myself I pushed him back a few feet. He had permitted me to do so, I know because if he hadn't then he could have put up much more of a resistance.

I turned to face my wall to wait for the red in my cheeks to cool down. It was a couple of seconds later when I heard Bel say, "I already knew what your room looked like and before you ask it's because I've already been in here."

"Liar." I said as I was now able to face him again.

I watched him intently as he removed my pillows from off my bed one by one until none were left. At first I saw nothing significant about what he had done until my eyes looked up from the empty spot on the bed to the wall above it. There, roughly sketched into the plaster was a capital B with a crudely drawn crown on top of it. To be perfectly honest I wasn't too surprised and oddly enough it didn't bother me as much as it should have. I asked him, "When did you do that?"

"Remember when I took your backpack?"

"You mean stole."

I couldn't see it but I could tell that he had rolled his eyes, "Well there was a key inside and-"

"Say no more." I said, interrupting him.

He looked back down at his handiwork and lightly traced it with his finger. After he was through with that he began the process of putting back all the pillows he had tossed.

"You don't have to do that you know. Have you seen my room? It's not very orderly for having so few of things." He didn't stop and so I asked him, "Did you do anything else while you were in my room?"

I got a long enough glimpse of his face to see the sly grin he was wearing.

"Well I don't normally welcome trespassers to make themselves at home, but in your case I'll make an exception." I said. Then I fixed my blankets so that we could both sit down on the bed. He didn't sit down with me so I gave him an invitation and indicated the empty space beside me.

For just a moment his expression softened and I knew that if I could see his eyes they would be unfocused.

"Belphegor, is something wrong?"

"No, quit the opposite." After those words left his lips his lips met mine. I hadn't been expecting the kiss so when he leaned into me I fell backwards.

"Mphf." I tried to speak but couldn't get a word out. For a moment the feeling was sensational, but then the need for oxygen was crucial. I tried to pull away as my lungs screamed for air. Bel pulled back finally but his lips were just mere centemeters away.

"What are you doing?"

"Relax," He said, the tone of his voice was calm and soothing. He brushed away the hairs that had fallen onto my face, and once they were tucked behind my head, he kissed my lips again.

My mined was frozen yet at the same time it was scattered about the universe. I was in China racing across the Great Wall. I was a bald eagle soaring across the wide blue skies over America. I was in France buying bread which I planned to eat while gazing at the Eifel Tower as its lights came on at night. The meteor shower that occurred never happened. I suddenly knew every letter of the Greek alphabet and I could write in Spanish. It seemed like the entire world was at my finger tips though I was frozen in the moment of the kiss like the first one we had shared. My legs dangled off the side of my bed as Bel pushed into me from above, trying to deepen the kiss. My body was wrapped in a blanket of warmth and comfort and I never wanted to leave it.

Bel pulled away and I realized I needed to breath. I looked up and saw his eyes looking back at mine. He smiled a cocky smile.

"What?"

"I enjoy leaving you breathless."

I went to rebut his statement when he kissed me again, though this time he caught me with my lips parted, and before I realized what was happening my mouth was being ravaged by his tongue. I struggled against him, trying to pull back, but he wouldn't let me. At first I was disgusted at the sensation of something wet and slimy in my mouth. Then I felt the warmth of it and noticed how it caressed my tongue. What happened next I couldn't help. The thing was I found myself enjoying it and before I knew it my fingers were wrapped inside his golden locks pulling him closer. We shared a handful more of those kind of kisses until I really was out of breath. When he pulled back a string of saliva connected us together.

Bel didn't waste time before his kisses trailed to my neck. There his angel like kisses turned to demonic bites and nibbles.

"What are you doing?" I ask as I tried to sit up but to no avail.

Between kisses and bites he replied, "I'm leaving my mark on you."

"Not there!" I said and tried to cover the spot. However my hand was intercepted by one of Bel's. "If you leave a bruise there it will be noticeable."

"So?" He asked before chomping down on my flesh.

"Belphegore!" I cried out through clenched teeth. My arms shot up and around him and my nails dug into his back. "That hurt."

I felt his tongue run over the teeth marks that he had left imprinted in my skin. He pulled back for a moment to inspect how well of a job he had done. Before I could ask him how bad it looked his mouth was over mine again which was fine by me because I had begun to miss the taste of him.

Without warning Bel picked me up, and it all happened so fast, but the next thing I knew I was straddling Bel's lap as he leaned against the wall. I felt my face light up and I tried to abandon my new position.

"Not so fast," He said as he grabbed my waist so I couldn't flee, "Just where do you think you're going?"

"This is embarrassing." I said as I looked anywhere but his face.

"Heh." He scoffed sarcastically, "And some people think you're apathetic."

"Bel…"

I felt his hands wrap around the back of my knees and all at once I was jerked forward. I blinked. We were now nose to nose, chest to chest, and…

"!"

I felt like my face was going to explode from the amount of blushing I was doing.

"Is something the matter?" Bel teased.

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out and instead I found myself attacking the soft flesh that was Bel's lips. He kissed me back just as ferociously. I was so lost in the battle between our mouths that I had become painfully unaware of everything else. In a flash Bel's hands were on my hips, bringing me closer to him, and in the next those same hands were grinding my crotch against his. I couldn't help but gasp and moan at the contact.

"Ah! Bel… stop…"

"But I don't want to," He said as he was stopping, "I love hearing you make those noises."

I tried to pull away so I could cool down but his arms weren't eager on letting me go. Since I couldn't go anywhere and I looked like a royal flush, I did the next best thing and buried my face into his shirt.

"Guess I went too far, huh?" Bel mumbled as he drew circles on my back with his palm.

As embarrassed as I was I didn't want to give him the wrong impression… but still…

"What was that?" He asked me after I spoke.

I pulled away and looked directly at him, "I said you weren't the only one who was enjoying themselves."

"Really now?" His cocky expression returned, "So does that mean you're up for round two?"

"Bel no!"

"Oh Frannie, Belphegor~" Dad slammed open my door with an overpowering enthusiasm. I looked at him horrified. I had thought for sure that Belphegor would have tossed me to the other side of the bed the moment my dad had called out. Instead Bel held onto me tighter, almost in defiance, as he casually looked over at the intruder.

I was almost 100% positive Dad would over react and attempt to kill Bel, anything to protect his precious son. After all if he freaked out about me skipping school I couldn't imagine the level of his anger after seeing us in this compromising position.

"You should come down stairs!" Dad went on, "We've got the meat cooking on the grill now but it wont be a party unless we're all there."

With that my father bounced out of the doorway and headed back the way he came.

The hairs on my neck stood up and I jumped off my boyfriend to yell out the door, "Thanks a lot Dad! It's great to know that if I was ever being raped my father would rescue me by asking my attacker to a fucking tea party."

"Fran!" Father gasped at me, "Don't use such foul words."

"Besides," Bel said, coming up alongside me and kissing my cheek, "I'm the only one allowed to do something like that with you, and it wouldn't be rape, it would be consensual."

-6-6-6-

"I must admit your father's lack of concern is concerning." Bel said as we sat outside watching Xanxus dance around Squalo as the silver haired man flipped the steaks. "At this rate any bozos could walk in here and kidnap you and then force you into awkward situations."

"That would be you."

Ignoring me he muttered, "Maybe I should put up security cameras in your room just to be on the safe side."

"Pervert." I looked over at the eavesdropping science teacher which I was aware of, "Sorry I didn't mean you this time Levi."

"Grrrrrrr." He stood up about to yell but we both saw a flash of light, most likely from a blade, and he sat down. I looked over at Bel but he didn't have any of his out, and I saw Sqaulo was busy cooking so it couldn't have been his sword…

"You're not going to get us kicked out." I heard Xanxus's voice and saw him standing over Levi threateningly with a steak knife. I guess he really wanted that steak…

"Oh Fran!" Lussuria came up to me holding a very familiar object. "Your father was showing me your photo albums of when you were younger. My you were so adorable! Not to say that you aren't still adorable!"

Dad…

"Look Belphegor, wasn't he SO cute! I could just eat him up!"

"That's my job." Bel snapped.

"Pedophile."

"What did you say Fran?" Lussuria smiled at me.

"Nothing."

Lussuria turned back to Bel and shoved the album in his face, "See what I mean?"

I couldn't see the picture so I watched Bel's reaction as his face went from blank to a 100 watt smile in seconds. Curious I walked behind him to see which picture of me it was. I prayed it wasn't the one of me in the bathtub. Why do parents take pictures of their kids knowing full well that they could be the very thing that scars them for life? Or embarrasses them to death. I looked at the picture.

Oh, that one.

…

…

"Dad you're dead to me."

"Lighten up Frannie!"

"See I told you he was adorable!"

"He really is a frog!"

"Steak."

"Give me a minute they're not done yet."

Some days… just some days…

"Oh and here's a picture of Fran in the bathtub!"

To be continued…

Author's Note: I'm so sorry it's taken me forever and it's so short. School has kept me so busy I feel like I've been running around in circles. _ Good news though, summer vacation is just around the corner for me and I'm not going to work on any other stories until this one gets done which means I can lock myself in my room for hours writing! :D

This time it's so short because I wanted to end the chapter there, plain and simple. I was hoping you wouldn't mind too much because the relationship between Fran and Belphegor is heating up. ~.^ Or at least in my opinion it was, I'm not sure what you guys think. xD