Warnings: Boy Love, OOC.
Author's Notes: This is (un)fortunately not the last chapter. It WAS going to be in Yamamoto's POV, but my mind went blank. Like, literally. I spent two days trying to write it, only to come out with nothing XD Sorry, you guys! This chapter is dedicated to the awesome Rainbowbubble, who was the only one to bother answering last chapter's question, haha!
Review Replies:
Christain: Well, you'll find out if they do kiss or not right now. About Yamamoto's feelings…well, he doesn't like him that way, but that shall change soon! x3 Thanks for reviewing!
MistCountess: Yeah, I read it (even though I know next to nothing about Portuguese, haha, but hey, I tried XD) and yeah, poor Tsuna~ It's Nana and Iemitsu's fault for making him such a moe boy XD Me? Cruel? I get that a lot, LOL. Thank you for the review!
Rainbowbubble: Huh, a permanent Hyper Mode bullet? That would be really interesting, hehe. True, I bet Bel's eyes are smexy; too bad that no one has seen them ;_; Dunno why, but I imagine them being gray for some reason. Maybe it's because I love gray eyes, haha. *Nods* Yamamoto does look good with everyone (especially Hibari but that's just me fangirl-ing XD). Thank you~!
Secret Fangirl: Yeah, my intentions were to make this pure fluff, which can be kind of difficult involving the sadist we call Bel XD Or maybe that's only hard for me *Shrugs* Haha, everyone loves the Kiss Cam. Thanks a lot!
.PAINxX: I wish there was one too XD Thank you so much!
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"The prince is hungry."
"Haha, so am I! Let's go somewhere to eat, okay?"
"Hn."
Yamamoto happily continued walking, not noticing that Prince the Ripper was mad, and when Prince the Ripper is mad, normal and smart people would stay away from him…then again, Yamamoto isn't particularly normal or smart. Bel wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about that.
The reason of his foul mood was because of something that happened in the baseball game. Thirty minutes and fourty-five seconds ago in the Kiss Cam, to be exact.
Bel had been really excited (not that he would ever admit it) that he was going to be able to kiss the baseball-lover, but just when he was about to launch himself onto the raven-haired guy and kiss him until one of them passed out from lack of air, he saw Yamamoto turn around to face the girl sitting at his left and pecked her rosy cheek.
It took all of Bel's auto-control to not rip her intestines out in that moment.
The camera was definitely pointing at them! Even the girl was a little surprised, to which her friends laughed non-stop and began teasing her. Oh how he wanted to use his precious knives to cut their tongues to stop hearing that horrid sound of their giggles. The rest of the baseball game the prince spent it thinking of tactics involving killing a certain girl without anyone suspecting anything. It didn't take him long to come up with the perfect plan.
Needless to say, no one ever saw her again.
So now both teens were walking side-by-side in the darkening streets of Namimori.
"What do you want to eat?" Yamamoto asked, looking down at Bel with a wide smile.
"Sushi(1)." The prince answered immediately, to which the younger teen laughed joyfully.
"Cool! My old man owns a sushi restaurant, we should go there!" He exclaimed enthusiastically. Bel couldn't help but smile in his own wicked way too; Yamamoto's happiness was certainly contagious.
"Pops! I'm home!" Yamamoto said loudly, stepping aside so that Bel could go inside first.
"Welcome back, Takeshi!" Tsuyoshi's warm smile changed into a wary expression when he saw the grinning blond with his son. "Belphegor."
"Peasant." He greeted smugly.
Yamamoto blinked twice, confused. "You guys know each other? How? (2)"
"Ushishishi~ Peasant, we're hungry." Bel said as he sat down, ignoring Yamamoto's question. "Give us the best!"
Tsuyoshi only sighed, used to the prince's antics, before heading back to the kitchen. "Oi, Takeshi, mind giving me a hand with the dishes?"
"No prob! I'll be right back!" He told Bel as he made his way to where his father was.
The prince frowned, not at all liking to be apart from Yamamoto, but soon shrugged it off as he began to look around, noticing that there was no one else in the restaurant…until he looked down.
"Mammon?" He asked, surprised.
Said female lazily looked up and blankly stared at him. "What?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Nothing." She replied easily.
"Ushishi, don't tell me Mammon's got a date too~" The prince sang playfully, nudging his partner's small body.
Mammon opened her mouth to dismiss the idea, but a light chuckle behind them interrupted it.
"You can say that."
It would be an understatement to say that Bel was surprised to see the Storm Arcobaleno jumping onto the seat next to the illusionist, who grunted but turned her head slightly towards him to acknowledge his presence.
"I hope I didn't make you wait long." He said as he smiled at her softly.
"I just got here." She replied with boredom.
"Ushishishi, but Mammon was already here when the prince-"
"Mu, you better pay for the food." The Varia of Mist said a little bit louder to drown her partner's words. Fon laughed and nodded.
"Of course I will. So, Belphegor, what brings you here?" The black-haired infant looked at him curiously.
"The prince is on a date with Yamamoto Takeshi," Bel claimed proudly before laughing insanely.
"How is everything going anyway? Is the brat still sane?" Bel stared at the illusionist for a moment.
"How much did Lussuria pay you to ask me this?"
"24.000 Yen. Now answer."
This time Bel's smile faltered. That did not go unnoticed by Mammon.
"What happened?" She sighed tiredly as she exchanged a look with Fon, who smiled with understanding.
After finishing his tale, Mammon clicked her tongue and shook her head while Fon chuckled a little.
"Have you tried asking him out properly?" The Chinese infant asked amusedly.
"The prince has! I told him to go with me!"
"That's why," Fon continued with a smile. "You told him to accompany you; you didn't ask him to."
Bel hadn't felt so confused in a long time. "What is the difference?"
Mammon mumbled something under her breath that sounded suspiciously like 'idiotic prince'.
Fon, on the other hand, remained calm as he explained. "When you told him that, you gave him no option but to accept. Yamamoto is the kind of person who would feel bad about not going to an event like that when someone is practically demanding him to do so. If you asked for his opinion, however, he wouldn't feel as pressured to agree and would know that you wouldn't somehow be upset if he declined."
"But why?" Bel pressured, not wanting to admit that he did something incorrectly.
"It's easier that way and has more probabilities of working."
"How would you know that?" He asked, eyeing the baby untrustingly.
This time, Fon's gentle smile became more secretive as he glanced at the only female. "It always works for me."
The blond hummed as he processed the given information. "So the next time the prince asks him out, I actually have to ask him?"
"Yes, Bel, that's why it's called 'asking out'." The Varia of Mist grumbled.
"Mammon!" He whined, looking down at her. "Why does it sound like you are mocking the prince?"
"Because I am." She said as she turned away from them.
"She's just a little irritated." The Storm Arcobaleno laughed lightly.
Before Bel had any chance to ask the reason why, both Yamamotos decided to come out of the kitchen with the sushi, which made the prince forget whatever had been happening before. He snickered in delight when the food was placed in front of him and the delicious smell of fish fulfilled his nostrils. The youngest Yamamoto sat down beside him while the oldest one dismissed himself (not after sending the blond another wary glance, of course), leaving the teenagers and the infants alone.
Fon gave Bel a meaningful look before turning around and started a conversation with Mammon. The prince pursed his lips, thinking. So he was supposed to ask him out…properly, right? It can't be that difficult.
Bel decided to ignore the faint sound of Mammon 'hmph'ing amusedly. Apparently she knows how to read minds. Or maybe you just voiced your thoughts out loud, the logical part of himself suggested. He doesn't like that voice.
Darn it, he never had to ask nicely for something! He was a prince, for god's sake! He only had to lift a finger and everything would come to him. This was not how he wanted to spend his sort-of-kind-of-not-really date with Yamamoto.
But hey, at least asking will give him more…right?
His mind quickly measured the given possibilities, trying to decide whether to injure his pride as a prince to get what he wanted, or save it by ordering him to go out with him and make their (pretty much un-existing) relationship more difficult than it needs to be. Oh, decisions, decisions…
"Are you free tomorrow?"
…
That was definitely not his voice.
"Ushishishi, are you asking the prince to go on a date with you?" Bel snickered before continuing to eat his meal contently.
The baseball-lover's cheeks turned a light pink as he shook his head in a negative answer. "Haha, I just wanted to repay you for letting me go to the game with you. I really appreciate it." His eyes closed and lips then formed into a big, warm smile.
This was Bel's turn to blush slightly, though he hid it well thanks to his hair. "But the prince wants it to be a date."
"Well, a friendly date is always better than a normal outing, no?" Yamamoto laughed.
Bel frowned for a moment as he thought of how to phrase what he meant. "The prince is interested in you."
"Haha, you're a funny guy, so I guess I'm also interested in you too!"
The blond perked up. "Really?"
"Yeah! We are friends now, aren't we?"
Bel felt his eye twitch as he heard Mammon's snort and Fon's not-so-subtle laughter. They were really enjoying this, weren't they?
"The prince doesn't mean it that way!"
"Then what do you mean?"
This was going nowhere at this rate.
Bel suddenly turned fully around to completely face the confused Rain Guardian before grabbing the latter's chin, pulled it down (because even sitting down Yamamoto was taller than him) and crashed his lips against the raven-haired guy's, making him open his mouth in surprise. Not being one to waste opportunities, Bel parted his lips and let his tongue enter Yamamoto's hot cavern, cravingly exploring every centimeter of it and trying to make the other kiss back. A great wave of disappointment came to him when he didn't.
A cough behind them made the prince growl and turn back to glare at the Arcobalenos, who did not even try to look innocent. Still, though, Yamamoto didn't respond to the kiss, but he should have at least figured it out now, no?
He looked back at Yamamoto, only to laugh at his expression.
The younger teen's mouth was agape as the previous pink went back to his face with a vengeance, since now his face was brighter than Fon's pacifier.
Finally.
"Ushishishi, so are we still going to that date?" Bel asked after he went back to his seat, looking relatively normal while he resumed eating his sushi as if nothing strange had just happened.
Yamamoto stayed frozen is his seat and the red of his cheeks was still present. He blinked a couple of times, trying swallow down the fact that his first kiss had been forcefully stolen by a sadistic blond. He had to be honest, whenever he thought of how his first kiss would be like, he always imagined himself looking down at a petite, big-eyed girl with porcelain skin. Then he would hunch down, raise his hand to caress her blushing cheek and then meet her cherry-red lips gently. Of course, being the kind of person he is, he never gave things like that much thought. First it was because baseball was his life; girls came later. Then he joined the whole mafia game and his first priority became his friends. Again, girls came much, much later.
This, though, was something he would've never expected.
And, truthfully, it wasn't half-bad…
When his shock faded away and his blush calmed down a little, Yamamoto laughed heartily and scratched his chin sheepishly. Well, wasn't this awkward?
"Yeah, of course. Meet me here tomorrow at 4pm, if that's okay."
"Ushishi, the prince will look forward to it."
"Haha, me too!"
And really, he did.
(1)- According to the fanbook, his favorite meal is sushi.
(2)- At the first volume of the Hidden Bullet novel series, it is revealed that he had met Yamamoto's father, Tsuyoshi Yamamoto, and had tried to kill him, but changed his mind when he saw his technique for using knives. After this, whenever he comes to Japan, he always visits Yamamoto's sushi bar.
This is NOT a filler chapter in which I express my undying love for Fon/Mammon to you uninterested readers, I swear! XD And yes, they were on a date, but Mammon doesn't want to admit it~ Bel just came and ruined it. Aw. Anyway, I'll give a cookie to whoever guesses who the girl that Yamamoto was thinking about is. She could be ANYONE~
Darn it, I'm trying to make each chapter more than 3,000 words, but this one was 1,000 shorter… By the way, if anyone spots any OOCness (except for Bel, I'm kinda trying to make this story light-hearted XD), PLEASE TELL ME! I BEG YOU~! Haha, not really, but do point it out.
Until then, review and boost my ego—er , make me a happy writer!