Eeh…..since some people already alert this story, I'll continue then…..
Still first hater: Belphegor
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By the next hour, the two of them have finished exploring half of the base. The reason of why it took so long time mainly because a) the base is freakingly huge, and b) the two of them ended up commenting on every single thing they saw (like, 'Ah look, a frog managed to came in,' 'I don't like frogs', 'Hmm? But weren't you wearing a frog hat before?', 'I was forced to,' 'really? Why?', 'Because,').
Because it's impossible to continue walking without taking a break (they're not physically tired, just lazy), they stopped at the kitchen to grab some this and that.
"Here." Said Yamamoto, placing a mug of hot chocolate on the table in front of Fran. The younger of the two looked up to meet the older one's eyes. "Thanks," said the younger one, with a small smile, "What should I call you? Senpai?" he asked, cocking his head to the side, "But then I'm afraid you'd turn into someone like one certain senpai of mine." He said, making Belphegor's fingers twitched every so often, urging him to just came out of his hiding places and stab them to death.
"Hahaha, you really are funny," he said, laughing his usual carefree laugh, he took a place opposite from Fran, "You could call me whatever you want," he said, he smiled then gulped his coffee (he apparently thinks that Fran is too young for coffee and gave him chocolate instead), the green haired boy rolled his eyes upward to meet the man's eyes once again,
"Even if I call you 'big idiot', or 'stupid adult' or 'unbelievably stupid', 'idiotically stupid' or 'stupidiot'? really?" he cheered (even thought his expression didn't change even the slightest), Yamamoto only laughed harder, then nodded, Fran eyed him suspiciously, then he opened his mouth.
"Takeshi-kun," he called, tasting the feeling of that name rolled on his tongue, the said Takeshi-kun's eyes widened slightly, but he laughed and nodded.
"That sounded just fine."
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Gokudera chocked on his own saliva, he was watching the two through the hidden cameras placed almost everywhere in that manor (after shooed Gianinni, saying: 'because I'm the Tenth's right hand man, it's my job to make sure the Tenth's guests are satisfied while they stayed, and I cant let that Idiot leaving bad impression to the guest, no matter what, that brat is still the Tenth's guest, so I have no choice,' the round faced man only shrugged it off and let him do as he pleased), and now he's almost regretting turning the voice louder (he put on a headphone so that he could hear whatever they say clearly).
'….wha…what's with their sudden intimacy?' he thought, teeth gritted to restrain himself from screaming (thus exposing the fact he's spying on them, there're speakers in the kitchen)
"Hey, Gokudera, you ok?" Giannini called from his comfortable seat, in which Gokudera replied with a harsh 'Shut up!', making him winced, but quickly let it go.
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"Ushishishi~ the prince can't restrain himself anymore….after all, the prince is free to do as he please~" he chuckled, fingering his knives (that's outdated and have bad design, according to Fran), waiting for the right time to throw them.
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"Finished?" asked the black haired man when the boy in front of him put down the mug, the object of question only answered with a nod, Yamamoto stood and the boy followed. They walked a few steps toward the door when suddenly the younger one sighed, a frown made itself appeared on his face.
"Takeshi-kun," he turned around to face the older one, his answer came in the form of a hum, "get down," he said, Yamamoto's eyebrow rose, the green haired boy kicked the floor using the back of his foot, letting himself fall, bringing Yamamoto along.
"Wha-?" Yamamoto's question was cut by the knives flying over them (would probably get through their necks if they were still on their earlier position), Yamamoto lifted his head to glanced toward the knives that were decorating the kitchen's wall, "Woah" he said, the younger boy (who's pinned underneath) only rolled his eyes, he could heard the prince tsk-ed faintly.
He could sense other knives are going to come, so he raised his hand past Yamamoto's neck to counter it, however, the born assassin beat him first. He sent the knives away with a flick of his wrist, He then smiled toward the boy underneath him. The prince (the fake one, Fran would say) fled from that pace with a frown on his face.
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"What the-?!!!"
Gokudera, who just came back from a quick bathroom trip found himself gaping at the action showed in the monitor before him, (by now, Gianinni already learned to just ignore him, he's a fast learner anyway) and due the fast velocity of Belphegor's knives, he's unable to spot them without pausing the video, which he didn't.
That meant all he could see was Yamamoto crushing the boy under his weight and that the boy circled his arms around his neck. Brows knitted in furry, he punched the nearest wall (neatly avoiding every wires and other mechanical things that stuck on it), and stomped off.
"Sick pervert!!" He screamed, Gianinni, who already put on a head set and listening to whatever he's listening with a loud voice is safe from hearing the emotions that filled Gokudera's tone. One that people would call jealousy, but no, even if he heard it, Gianinni wouldn't dare to assume it that way. Gokudera is not jealous, he's just pissed. Pissed beyond measure.
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"Thanks," said Yamamoto as he helped the little one up, Fran could only stared.
"What for? I'm the one who should say 'thanks', therefore, thanks." He replied after steadying himself, still with that emotionless face, staring right into Yamamoto's eyes. The black-haired one only laughed.
"You intended to stop the knives right? So, thank you." He said, grinning widely, shaking the boy's hand (that was used to support the boy). And when their hands weren't connected any longer, Fran stared deep into that hand.
"Hmm? What's wrong? Ah! Was my hand that dirty?"he asked, quickly examining his hand. Fran lifted his head up and smiled ever so slightly.
"No, you're welcome." He said softly. Yamamoto was taken aback and regained his focus five seconds later, he then laughed it off.
'Seems like I smiled more often' (if he had ever smiled before), 'if that fake prince saw that, I wonder what his reaction would be,' he thought, then softly shook his head, 'that doesn't matter, but still…would he say I'm his cute kouhai?'
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That night Fran felt the urge to go to the bathroom, and then he incidentally lost when he tried to walk back to his room and bumped into none other than Yamamoto, and they ended up chatting before Yamamoto showed him the way.
He opened the door only to greet the darkness before him, he sighed the quietly closed the door when he's inside. "Bel-senpai?" he called, "I know you're here fake prince." He tried once again only to find himself being slammed toward the wall. He winced, but then sighed. "Please let go of me?" he asked half heartedly earning a sharp pain once the grip on his shoulders tightened.
"Where's your hat, my un-cute kouhai?" he asked.
"On the table beside the bed, cant you find it on your own, senpai?" he replied shortly after.
"Ushishishishishi~ you know, you're supposed to wear that hat every time, you disobeyed the prince's order and now the prince's going to punish you for it," he paused, Fran only rolled his eyes, "Why did you take it off, hmm…? Is it because that idiot commoner said you're cute without it?" he asked with a low growl hidden under his breath.
"I just don't want to wear that stupid hat when I'm sleeping."
"Oh?" Belphegor's hidden eyebrow rose, "You weren't sleeping when the prince came in," he said, then continue (ignoring the word 'stalker' muttered by his un-cute kouhai), "Where were you? The prince has the right to know," he said, fingering the younger one's face line. "What is it? Did the prince smell that idiot commoner on you? Hmm?" Fran only rolled his eyes again.
"Impressive, then can you smell the urine I produced just now, fake prince? Because I just came back from a quick bathroom trip." He reasoned, which is the truth. Bel frowned.
"The prince doesn't even know how a commoner's urine smelt like," he said simply, "but then, maybe the prince gets to know right now, ushishishishishi……" and with that being said, the prince kept getting lower and lower, until he reached the point where Fran thanks the fact that the room is dark, otherwise the fake prince would be able to see his heated cheeks.
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Soft knocking sounds could be heard and Gokudera got up to answer it, only to slam it shut once again when he saw the idiot's smiling face. However, said idiot able to keep the door open using his hand,
"What the hell do you want?" spat the bomber, Yamamoto raised both his hands, signaling that he bought nothing that could harm any of them.
"Hey, Gokudera, can I sleep here? I came to my room only to found it all messy, my pillows, bed sheet, the mattress, and even the curtain had been torn, I wonder why…….." he asked, causing Gokudera to pushed the door closed with all his power.
"You deserve it for being an idiot!!!"
Knowing nothing about what could possibly set the man behind the closed door so angry, Yamamoto could only scratched the back of his head, then turned around,
"Oh well….seems like I'm going to sleep in Squalo's room (He said he didn't need it for some reasons or another….I forgot..Hahahah)….." that was meant for himself, but however, a hand forced him to go back into Gokudera's room.
"….? Gokudera? You let me stay? Hahaha…..you really are kind, thank you!" he said with his ever blinding smile.
"You sleep on the floor!" replied Gokudera harshly, face flushed in anger.
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AN: thanks for reading, sorry for the crappy grammar, I'm having an exam, wish me luck, pretty please?
To: positive-thinking:
Sorry, there's no RxL here, they would appear in another chapters though