I don't own KHR or Bel I just love him…

This chapter is kind of pointless in some parts…oh and Ellie has to many near death experiences and we have some Italian words in there I just hope I got them right.


"Sigh." Today…again I didn't see Belphegor following me to and from school like usual, and I would be absolutely happy about this but, I've gotten used to him following me to school it was almost as if he was 'protecting' me; 'I've been talking to Hana too much for my own good' and now that I think about it I haven't seen or heard from Tsuna, Yamamoto, or Kyoko's big brother. 'Usually I'll hear him yelling at the underclassmen to join the boxing club.' This weeks been almost normal with the few exceptions…

Flashback

I was walking through the halls of Namimori, minding my own business when all of a sudden I was nearly hit by a paper airplane, but then I was hit with a stick of dynamite, and woke up in the pervert's clinic, with various burns and a splitting headache.

"Oh man, when I get my hands on that Gokudera."

"Oh, looks like someone's awake." Sang a very delightful sounding voice of a man. It was Dr. Shamal, the school nurse who only treated females; he had a very wide smile, which could possibly rival Bel's. "How are you feeling señorata?"

"Ah…fine I guess, just have a headache."

"Don't worry I have something for that." Then Shamal was hit in the head…ha

"Shamal!"

"Oh Hayato, don't you own her and apology?"

"No she does for getting in the way!"

"You almost blew me up assho-"

"Now now no use for such bad language for a young lady, Hayato."

"Fine sorry stupid woman." 'Whatever, I don't why I thought you were-'

"Hey some aspirin."

"Thanks doc…. So what's with the airplanes and dynamite?" Both males looked at me like I was crazy and Shamal quickly shrugged if off and changed the subject as if to get my mind off it all together. Afterwards I left the clinic partly because my questions weren't answered and partly because I didn't want Shamal to hit on me. So I went to the roof and on my way there I met an interesting character. He had dirty blond hair and brown eyes, he seemed young while the man with him seemed older and had on a black suit, very nice I might add. 'This is my chance to get some answers.'

"Good afternoon sir, may I help you?" I tried my best to seem innocent and sweet as possible.

"Oh yeah can you help us we seemed to be lost?" the younger man asked

"Depending on where you're going?"

"Disciplinary Committee room." 'Oh he wants to see Hibari. Hmmm'

"Okay right this way you can't miss it."

"Thank you" with that they left, but me wanting answers followed them to the Disciplinary Committee's room and listen in.

"So you want to make me stronger?"

"Yes, I-."

Crash

'Oh Hibari just pulled out a tonfa on him.'

"You don't waste anytime good 'cause we have a limited amount of time. Romario the door."

"Yes boss."

'Boss, wait he can't be from the mafia… no that's silly, he looks to innocent to be- oh shit gotta run.'

"Well, something gonna happen and it involves the Mafia, sigh that's too crazy for it to be true. If it is I should keep this information to myself it'll be safer that way and if Belphegor is part of the mafia I don't want him to have me whacked. Look at me talking to myself about the mafia and being whacked, I miss everybody."

I guess the walk home is pretty lonely when you're the only one walking only one, sometimes I would walk with Hana, Kyoko, Tsuna and the others before departing on the 10-minute walk back to my apartment. Luckily I had the melodious sounds of 'fall out boy' to keep me company. Just a few yards from my apartment I saw the familiar golden locks of my stalker walking towards me. "Speak of the devil."

"Hello again, principessa."

'Okay what the fuck is up with that, well I know it's not French.'

"Okay, I don't know what that means."

"Aren't you goanna wonder where I've been for the past couple of days, principessa?

"No, scratch that yes, where have you been."

'Because you're going to tell me anyways.'

"Italy!"

"Good now bye." Bel, being the forceful one, grabbed me by my collar stopping me in my tracks.

"Aww now you're hurting me ushishi."

'Damn that laugh.'

"Now do you want to know why?"

"No not really," 'I know why,' "sorry I have to go home now prince-y"

"Aww come on stay and play with me for a bit."

"NO!"

"Pre favore"

"NO means No!" Bel stood in front of me face-to-face again with the bubbles of our personal space popping. "Invasion of personal space counts: 3' He allowed me to pass so I could walk towards my apartment, too bad he just kept following me beside me.

"Go home Bel."

"So you want me to go back to Italy?"

"Yes."

"Aww so you didn't miss me?"

"No!" 'That's a lie'

"You're lying, you missed me principessa."

"So what."

"That means you miss me and you like me." He stressed the 'like' part a little too much.

"No it just means I'm growing used to you."

"Ushishi, just keep denying it." Once in the street Bel seemed to tense up, then he looked over and frowned "I'm have to go, bye bi." He said while waving back at me; at that same time a black foreign car, a black Alfa Romeo, came and he hoped in. ' that's it Bel's part of the mafia.' Once I got inside I flopped on the nearest chair, I needed a rest after almost dying this week…again. Yet for some strange reason I was worried, not because I might die sometime soon but I was worried for Bel.


Grimm: Okay done ch.3, the next one might come out on Sunday with 5 or Monday whenever I finish 'The Scarlet Letter'

Ellie: wait I know I'm not going to like the next chapter.

Grimm: Why? (Smiles evilly)

Bel: cause ME and you and gonna –bleep-

Ellie: hey that part was bleeped out why?

Grimm: no Bel, bad Bel

Bel: -bleep-, what we're not going to really.

Grimm: okay next chapter… is going to have a special guest. Oh and I need this for the last chapter. Drum roll please-drum roll- 'what color do you think are Bel's eyes?'

Blue, green, red, grey, purple, or brown. Just leave it in the review or take the poll and always thank you for reading this and leaving comments. Bye.

Principessa-princess

Per favore- please