Yo guys! This is the edited chapter 2!
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Fran; *stares* another unholy hour.. 12:17 AM.. seriously hira-chan.. when will you finish your fics in a proper time?
Hira: I'm nocturnal..
Fran: sure.. I believe you..
Hira: good.. oh by the way.. where is Bel?
Fran: are you sure you wanna see senpai hira-chan?
Hira: uh.. no?
Fran: then don't ask.
Hira: *sulks at the corner*
Fran: *points at authoress* she doesn't own KHR..
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The next morning…
Lussuria is already awake, setting the table while the others are starting to get down from their rooms. Fran yawned as he went down from the stairs and fixing the frog hat on his head.
Lussuria noticed this and greeted him. "Ohayo Fran-chan~"
"Ohayo Gay— I mean Lussuria-senpai"
"Ara, did you say something Fran-chan?"
"Nothing."
Nothing I was just about to call you 'Gaylord' like the Gaylord you are. His sarcastic mind added. But of course being the 'nice person he is, Fran won't say it out loud. Who knows if the gaylord's temperaments are worse than senpai's? Especially when he realized that there is a No-Normal-Person-Will-Be-Joining-Varia rule governing the organization.
Lussuria's voice stopped him from his further mental conversation with himself. "Oh. Can you please help me set up the table?" the flamboyant Varia sun guardian is carrying plates and trying to set up the table for anytime soon, the other members of Varia will come down have their breakfast.
Well, can he refuse?
No.
Even though it's just the Gaylord, he's just a kouhai of everyone in the elite force of Varia. He must go with the rules there. If he doesn't want to add another sharp thing aside from Bel's knives targeting his head of course.
In just a few minutes the table was set, and the breakfast was ready. It did not take long before the others sat in front of the table at the same time, busy giving morning death threats and glares to each other. No one dared to fight in front of Xanxus in fear for their lives. And Fran knew that it was also a rule not to annoy their boss early in the morning. The last time that he saw Levi and Squalo argue in front of the table ended up half of the Varia estate being burned.
It was nightmare.
Going near to the table all death threats died and only glares are left. But there seems to be a missing factor at the table. Lussuria noticed there is no creepy laugh in the air. "Ara, where's Bel-chan?"
"The Prince brat's room was silent. The stupid brat is still sleeping, VOOOOIII! Fran, get Bel!" Squalo stated as he sat on his chair.
"How dare he make boss wait like this! Damn him!" As usual Levi and his creepy loyalty-complex are working energetically every morning and he didn't wish for Xanxus to wait for anyone.
Fran pointed himself. "Tell me captain, since when did I function as an alarm clock for Bel-senpai?"
"VOOOOOIII! It's your partner!"
Fran was about to say something back when the leader, Xanxus spoke.
"Go pick the fucking brat, frog trash."
Fran had no choice but to stand and go upstairs and get his senpai out from bed. He knocked on Bel's door.
"Senpai."
No response.
"Bel-senpai."
No response.
"Stupid Fake Prince –senpai."
Still no response. Getting weirded out, Fran checked the door and he was actually surprised that it's not locked. Well, it the first time that he is visiting Bel's room, he thought that the prince prefers his room to be secured from intruders.
But this really makes sense. Bel-senpai doesn't really need his room to be locked because there's no one going to attempt to go inside. Unless they have a death wish or they want to experience being greeted by his knives and an instant death. Only suicidal people would only try to get inside senpai's room.
Fran mentally sighed. I'm suicidal then.
"Senpai I'm coming in." Fran opened the door and peeked inside, preparing himself to meet Bel's knives as a greeting.
But three seconds past there was none. The room is silent as a graveyard. He even thought that his senpai went out if he didn't see the windows closed and a figure looming over the bed. He went near it. True enough, it is his senpai.
Based from the looks of it, the guy only laid himself on the bed and slept.
The blood had dried over the night!
"Senpai, you look pathetic lying there. Get up."
Instead of being stabbed, the prince only grabbed the sheets and covered his face with it, acting like Fran's disturbing his sleep.
But I'm disturbing him. Well, might as well continue this and get senpai and bring him at the table.
"Just tell them I won't be going down. That would be enough. Now. Get out, Fran!" he heard the man mumble under the covers. The sheets were tugged tighter as if saying that he won't get out of bed no matter what.
Without any word, Fran left the room. He knew it is useless to continue waking up the prince. And he might as well use the chance to escape before the psycho prince starts throwing knives to him.
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"'Just tell them I won't be going down. That would be enough. Now. Get out, Fran!', that's what senpai said." Fran relayed in monotone to those in front of the table as he got back .
"Prince trash."
"Damn, Bel!"
"Stupid Prince brat!"
I'll bring some food to Bel-chan later, please bring the food to his room nee~" Lussuria was looking at him.
Fran looked at his back, thinking that Lussuria was talking to somebody else. He wouldn't ask him right? To his disappointment, there was no one. The gaylord was looking at him.
At.
Him.
Great. Another trip to senpai's room. I'm really suicidal. He went back to his seat and started eating with the others.
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"Okay Fran-chan. Make sure that you carry the tray carefully nee? And please make sure that Bel-chan will eat it." Lussuria handed the illusionist the tray that is supposed to be delivered to Bel's room, since he didn't came down for breakfast.
Fran mumbled, "If you hate me that much just tell me. You don't need to kill me indirectly."
"Are you saying something, Fran-chan?"
"Nothing. I said that I should be hurrying and delivering senpai's meal before he starves to death and started eating his pillows as an alternative food."
"Arigatou Fran-chan! You are really a great help! Here a reward~" Lussuria moved and about to kiss Fran.
The illusionist scurried away from the Lussuria and ran towards Bel's room. "No thanks. I'd rather be with senpai and be stabbed. A kiss from a Gaylord is an instant kill, far more dangerous than senpai's knives."
In front of Bel's door…
"Senpai.."
No response.
And since Fran thought that it is really ridiculous to stand in front of someone's door and talking to the wooden thing without getting any response, he opened the door and get in. He laid the tray at the table beside the bed.
"Bel-senpai. The Gaylord brought you something."
No response.
"Senpai."
Still no response.
Fran observed his senpai. It was still the same since he had left the room that room earlier. No signs of the prince waking up of any movement. The comforter was still tucked to him. There's still blood on his clothes. The room is still a mess. He was as still as a log.
After putting the food at the night table, Fran started to try waking up the prince so he can finally shove the food to his throat.
I mean, tell him about the food. "Senpai, are you still alive? Or should I start celebrating your death?"
"You are noisy. Shut up." He heard his senpai say under the cover.
Fran felt odd. He knew something was off since yesterday and still he can't determine the reason why. And now Bel is acting weird. He knew there's something wrong. He just knew it. Gulping and taking all the courage he can muster to himself, Fran slowly removed the covers from the prince. He was surprised to see no reaction or any knives flying to his direction.
The illusionist observed his senpai. He noticed the crown still on his head.
He really value his being royalty this much. Fran tried poking Bel's crown, testing if he would get any reaction from him. But it proved that his efforts to be useless as the body lying on the bed did not have any response at all. He proceeded to tapping Bel's face.
"Did senpai really look pale as this?" When his palm made contact with the prince face he was surprised to find it warm.
Too warm.
"Senpai, you have fever?"
"I told you to shut up, you are making my head hurt more." The prince groaned.
"And now you stopped referring to yourself in third person."
Fran made a flashback on what happened during their last mission. They got scolded, ran away, guessed their mission, ended up wet and his senpai got sick.
"What does this gotten to do with me?" The illusionist started to walk towards the door, planning to leave the room.
"Nee, Fran…" He heard a small voice from the bed.
"Eh…? Senpai?"
"Stay here will you? Stay with the prince.. with me."
"Surely you are really sick senpai. You keep blurting out thing that you don't usually say. The world is going to end." Fran spoke monotonically but he can't suppress the blush that started to show on his face. Never had he heard Bel mention his name before. Well, he thought what he heard earlier is just part of his imagination.
I have imagination?
Yes. And you also blush.
Damn. I'm getting crazier by each second.
"I did not tell you to talk. I just told you to stay with me."
Senpai still have this arrogant attitude. There's no difference.
Fran sighed. He has no choice. It was because of his senpai that they were able to finish the stupid mission. It was because of his stupid brain and non-existent eyes. Fran guessed that he needs to be thankful that no knives will be piercing his uniform today. And besides what would go wrong with Bel being sick?
After a few minutes…
Fran ended up changing the prince's clothes.
"Everything ended up wrong. I hate my life. Kill me."
He had to changed Bel's clothes and put in him much lighter clothing. He also needs to wash that blood off his face. "There's so much to do. You owe me big time senpai."
But I know after this, it's back to normal.
"Fran…." The illusionist heard Bel whisper.
Fran waited the prince to tell what he wants. But only the prince's labored breathing could only be heard throughout the whole room. Now, the illusionist is starting to doubt if he is just imagining that his senpai called out his name or if the prince really called out.
The illusionist's mind started to drift away again to-
"Fran…"
Now I'm sure he called me.
"What is it senpai?" He turned to the prince but didn't find him awake at all. But Fran did notice a thing.
"Senpai, is it just me or your face is redder than it how it was earlier?"
But Bel never answered his question.
Feeling a bit worried, (not that he would admit it himself) Fran moved a bit closer to the prince trying to find out what's with this "calling-Fran's-name farce". And Fran believes that this is his lucky day that he was just in time when the prince shifted his position and is now facing at him.
He could feel the prince's breath fanning his now red face.
Why does it have to be this close? Fran can't help but stare at the prince's flushed face.
And as if this wasn't enough, Bel woke, stared at his face for a few seconds and grabbed him. Making him fall above the prince. Fran wants to thank his reflexes to react so fast that he managed to use his arms as a support at the bed. If not he would've kissed his senpai a few seconds ago.
Great. Kill me. Fast. His face went redder if that's even possible.
But his further death threats to himself didn't last that long when he realized how his senpai's skin currently burning his.
"Sen…pai?
But the only thing that answered him was Bel's breathing. Fran touched the prince's forehead but immediately retreated his hand as he was burned by its hot temperature. And even though he's an assassin he knew that a fever that high doesn't do well for anybody. Including his obnoxious senpai.
"Fran…" The illusionist's name was once more called.
This made the illusionist panic. Even though it's not obvious on his always neutral expression, his mind is doing a full marathon right now. He couldn't even move away from the prince as panic shot through him, blocking all his logical way of thinking. All he did was to hold the prince's hand. Holding it firm, just like an assurance that Fran is there and he is not alone at all. But because of what he did, he felt how high his senpai's temperature went.
Hey! I'm an illusionist not a doctor!
"Fran…"
"Uh.. senpai. Can you please stop calling my name more than once? I can clearly hear you." Why is it that everytime the prince calls his name he can't help but blush harder? Where is his normal attitude?
It just flew away, waving at him from a distance. 'Enjoy the moment' placard being shoved in front of his face by his great imagination.
Instead of answering the illusionist, the prince just pulled Fran closer to him, making the illusionist loose his balance and finally fell on Bel's chest. This was more than enough to make Fran snap out of his reverie and make himself useful.
Fran carefully removed himself from the prince, which proved to be a difficult task because Bel held to him as if he was his lifeline. It took some effort from the illusionist before he managed to escape from the bed and went to the bathroom inside Bel's room. He filled the tub with water and picked some clothes from the prince's closet and returned back to the bed.
"Okay, senpai. No arguments for today. Let's go to the bathroom."
"What are you planning to do with me Fran?" Fran was surprise to find the prince awake.
"Please don't make me sound like a perverted person just like yourself, senpai. Everyone knows you are the perverted one here. I'm just going to lower that fever of yours. No need to thank me, really." Fran ignored the sounds of protest made by the sick and carefully removed the sheets covering the prince and tried to support the prince and help him stand.
The illusionist found it hard to support Bel all the way to the bathroom.
First of all, he is not that strong. That's why he opted to use illusions.
Okay. It wasn't a choice. Rokudo Mukuro is my master. What else could he teach me aside from illusions? But putting that aside I really don't like hand-to-hand combat.
Second, he's shorter than his senpai. Which leads to the…
Third, he can't support someone as tall as Bel!
And as if proving the statement, the illusionist lost his balance making him fall on the carpeted floor with Bel of course. The prince landed on top of Fran, the illusionist made it sure that the prince won't be hurt with the fall. But on the other hand…
"It was me who ended up getting hurt." Fran tried standing, but a great surge of pain shot through his left hand as he used it for support at the carpeted floor.
"Wow, I just sprained myself. This is just the right time to get sprained." Ignoring the pain, Fran stood up and continued bringing Bel to the bathroom. Pain is not a problem for him, he is quite used with it.
Bel-senpai's knives and master's trident… and before that… Fran started counting the reasons why he is used with pain as he led the prince inside the bathroom.
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Fran: Is it just me or I'm senpai's babysitter now?
Hira: maa.. just let the story unfold and see what will happen Froggy~
Fran: I'm really wondering when will you learn addressing me the right way.
Hira: well I can do it.. Fran-senpai~
Fran: but you opt not to do do.
Hira: *laughs* maa nee~
Fran: please read and review guys.. she really needs that do drive her to writing the next chapter of this fic…