Belphegor and Lussuria frowned as they saw Flan leave.
"What's wrong with him?" Leviathan asked. Was her seriously that oblivious as to what just happened?
Bel got up and headed after his froggy. He didn't know why, but he didn't wanna leave him alone. Vacations were supposed to be happy. Even he knew that much.
And his froggy was not happy right now.
Not knowing where the frog went to, Bel pulled out his box weapon and let out his storm mink.
"Shishi. We're playing hide and seek with froggy." Bel explained.
The little mink gave a soft, "Shishishi" before dashing away to go find his target. A.k.a. Flan.
"Now... Where are they. The Prince wants to play a game." Bel said, going on a hunt for his pray after he was sure his mink understood what he wanted.
I took Bel a while, but he was finally able to find the men from earlier.
"Ushishishi. There you are~" Bel said, his sadistic grin in place.
"Qui êtes-vous*?" One asked.
"Ugh. The Prince has no idea what you're saying." Bel grumbled. Why was he even doing this?
"English?" Bel tried.
One walked forward, "Yeah. We speak English. Now who the fuck are you?" He roughly said.
"Ushishishi. I'm a Prince."
They laughed, "More like princess... With a weird ass laugh." A guy with black hair said, noticing the tiara on top of the prince's head.
Bel glared at them as he threw a knife.
The leader, or at least who Bel assumed was the leader, raised his hand to his now bleeding cheek.
"Ushishi. Don't insult a prince." He said before throwing another knife, purposely missing them.
"What's your problem?" Leader man asked.
"You made the prince's froggy unhappy." Bel said simply.
I took them awhile to register this. Then they broke out laughing.
"Ainsi il est gai*!" One with blond hair exclaimed.
"Huh?" Bel asked. Not having the slightest idea as to what they said.
"So you're his butt-buddy?" Blond haired man asked with a laugh.
"No. I'm not his lover." Bel said bluntly.
This took the men back a little bit. They hadn't expected such an immediate denial.
"He's my froggy whom only I'm allowed to hurt." Bel continued, starting to sound like a child.
'What made them think I was froggy's lover?' Bel asked himself.
"You hurt him?" One with longer brown hair asked.
"Ushishishi. Of course~"
"Senpai." Bel hears from up above him.
Bel looks up and finds Flan on top of the building above them.
Damn that mink. He was only supposed to tell Bel where his froggy had gone. Not go and get him.
"Since when did you speak English?" Flan asked, petting the storm mink, who was clearly loving the attention.
Bel made a little hand sign for his pet to come back to him. But it refused. It preferred being pet by Flan more.
Belphegor frowned. "None of your buisness toad."
"So I'm back to toad now?" Flan asked as he hopped down onto the ground next to his senpai.
"Yes. 'cause you're a toad." Bel said stubbornly even though he was only mad at the fact that his pet liked Flan more.
"Why did you send it after me?" Flan asked, pulling the fiery mink off him by its scruff and holding it out to Bel.
"Ushishi. 'cause I'm a prince."
"Fake prince. You're a fake prince."
Thud Thud Thud
Three knives found their way into Flan's hat. "The Prince is not fake." Bel steamed.
"Il l'a poignardé réellement*." One of the men said in shock.
Both the assassins turned to the four French men.
"What?" Bel asked the men, his temper still gone. Why did Flan always have to piss him off?
"Hey Senpai. Do you think you could not murder the people from my hometown?" Flan asked. He didn't want to deal with his senpai's crazy murder sprees. They got hard to cover up sometimes. And this was supposed to be a vacation, that means no murder 'cause it could get them sent home early.
Bel crossed his arms. "Why should I?" He pouted. Why was Flan trying to cover up for them. They had been nothing but rude to him. Bel was the only one who was allowed to be rude to his froggy. That was his right and his right alone.
Meanwhile, the four men were highly confused. How did Flan not care that he was just stabbed?! Didn't that hurt?
"Ne vous inquiétez-vous pas*?" The leader man asked Flan.
"Au sujet de ce qui*?" Flan practically growled. Even in French it sounded menacing. Bel was happy he was not the one receiving that tone. 'cause even Bel knew not to mess with Flan when he was angry. Even if it was hard to tell some days since he never made any sort of face that showed annoyance.
Illusionist + Anger = No happy endings.
"Il vous a juste poignardé*!" The leader man shouted.
"Je suis employé à lui. Maintenant congé avant que je regrette d'épargner votre vie.*" Flan warned as he grabbed his senpai by the hand and dragged him away.
"Et vous devriez se prosterner devant un prince, ne pas le pisser.*" Flan through over his shoulder.
"What did you say?" Bel asked as he was pulled away, his mink resting around his neck like a scarf.
"That you shouldn't piss off a prince." Flan muttered, almost so quiet you couldn't hear him. But Bel did. His sight may be slightly impaired (from all that hair in his eyes) but his hearing was top notch.
He smiled. Not a crazy grin, but a normal relaxed smile.
He decided not to say anything, knowing Flan would take it back if he did. And Bel kinda wanted to keep that little compliment to himself. Yes, Bel was considering that a compliment 'cause Flan always ever said he wasn't a prince.
So he just let Flan take him to where ever he was going, making sure to hold on tightly to Flan's hand.
There was only one thing buzzing in Bel's mind.
Why did his tummy feel like it had a bunch of bubbles in it?
Author's Note: Yeah Bel! Go protect your man! ...Even though he technically isn't yours.
Please review. I like knowing what you guess think of this story.
*Who are you?
*So he is gay!
*He actually stabbed him.
*Don't you care?
*About what?
*He just stabbed you!
*I'm used to it. Now leave before I regret sparing your life.
*And you should bow down to a prince, not piss him off.
