Title: The Blood in our Veins
Summary: "You are the king and I am your servant." He bowed lowly to the new king, someone he has not seen in years. The king got up from his throne and held his hand, smiling. "No Bel, you are a prince and you are my precious brother." [A take on Mothy's Chronicles of Evil using the characters of Akira Amano's Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Some alterations are made in the story.] B26 and mentions of XS.
Disclaimer: I do not own the plot or the characters; all rights go to their respective owners. To be honest, I don't see the point in even putting a disclaimer… but okay.
A/N: Hey guys, Dobbie abandoned this story, so I'm going to take over. This is ItsButterWithPuncakes (or Katokimeka-chan), hoping that it's alright.
Warnings: English is not my first language, so I apologize for any mistakes you may see. Also, this chapter was not exactly proof-read 10 times so I'm fixing it in the morning.
A Kingdom touched by the sun's rays
Conquers through the misty haze
The king that leads with utmost grace
Leads all folk to golden days
The king, -By Prince Rasiel of the Yellow Country
"What is the meaning of this, M.M?" The nine-year old royalty snarled. He never liked this woman; she was one of those kinds of people who only cared about money. Plus, he vaguely remembered her trying to kill him using a clarinet, of all things. Why his parents even let such a woman join the council was beyond him.
Also, if Bel remembered correctly, M.M was a peasant whose origins traced back to the Blue Country. Some say that she was banished for attempting to seduce the prince for her own personal gain of money. Fortunately, prince Mukuro wasn't all that interested in women and managed to reveal her purposes to his kingdom, which led to the citizens driving her out of the kingdom.
The red-head, with one look at him, laughed. "Hush, snarling at a woman is unbecoming of a prince, boy." She paused for a moment, and then smirked.
That ticked Belphegor off. "You're no woman, you mutt." He wanted to just up and hit her, if not for those shackles around his wrists. They were quite heavy and the swaying of the room wasn't really helping.
"And you're no prince either; at least, not anymore." M.M said, surprising the boy. What the devil was she talking about? Bel thought.
"Explain." He ordered.
The older woman sighed. "I just tell you that you're not royalty anymore and then you go around trying to order me. But I'll make an exception just this once, since you don't have a good grasp about your situation at the moment." Bell rolled his eyes, but that obviously went unnoticed, due to the long, thick, golden bangs he sported.
M.M giggled and said arrogantly, "Well, as you know I am one of the members of the council." Bel scoffed, knowing that all that arrogance was for nothing. "Sadly, we've come to the decision that the country was going to have one king too many if we do follow your father's last wishes. Thus you will no longer hold the title of 'prince'."
"But what about—"The nine year old started, but was cut off by a stinging slap to his cheek.
"Do not refer to the prince with such a familiar tone, peasant!" Clearly, M.M was enjoying this all too much. "You will be sent to the Green Country to be educated in a different way, apart from your brother. And then, only then will you be allowed into the castle once again."
"And if I refuse?" Bel scoffed, this woman must be mental, thinking that he'd actually play along with this.
"Listen, brat." M.M was frowning now, "It's either yourself or your brother. But think of it this way, can he really make it? He's not like you; A born assassin. There can only be one king, Bel. And sadly, Rasiel doesn't have what it takes to do what you're going to do." She explained.
Bel pressed his lips into a thin line. It was true; out of the two princes, he was both physically and mentally capable of training to be an assassin. He always was the one more willing to lift his fist for the other. He hated to say it but, Rasiel wouldn't make it. But still, so many things bothered him about this.
"But—Why only one king? Our father wished for both of us to be crowned king!" Bel objected. He was under the impression that his people loved the king, their father. Why deny him his last wishes? But deep inside, he knew about the downfalls a kingdom could have with two kings. There were lots of them, and none ended even slightly okay.
"I'm sure you know the answer to that." M.M crossed her arms. Bel kept silent.
"…What will become of me, then?" He asked lowly, considering it. It all depended on how he ends up. Surely they can't just get rid of him, right? And M.M mentioned something about getting educated in a different way. He assumes that it meant that he was not going to get the type of education that he has received for all his life, about manners and royal duties and other stuff.
"It's rather simple, really. You will be taught everything you need to know to be both a body-guard and a servant at the same time." M.M said, crouching down to match his eye level. "If you refuse, we'll convince your brother to take your place. You know he will, don't you?" As frustrating it was for Bel to admit it, M.M did have some truth in her words. Rasiel was pretty over-protective at times like these.
The moment when he realized that he should indeed be the one to face this and not his brother was when M.M decided to add something else. "Of course, when Rasiel inherits the throne, you will serve him, and only him. How does that sound? You'd be serving your own brother and making sure he is safe." Bel furrowed his brows and pressed his lips in a tight line. A decision has to be made.
Reluctantly, Belphegor, ex-prince of the Yellow Country, agreed to the council's plan.
Bel was unaware though, that secretly, M.M felt sorry for him. She ran a hand through her short red hair, sighing. He was such a nice prince too.
She tried to look at the bright side of the situation, albeit feeling bitter about her actions. It wouldn't have killed her to at least explain the situation in a mature way, like an adult should. At least it was her that was tasked with choosing an instructor for the boy. She only chose the best, of course.
She learned that this man, not only did he teach servant and combat-related duties, but he also looked after his students like a mother would, and would also teach them academically. He let his students have a break often, and took them out to have fun as well.
It was extremely costly to send Belphegor to him as well, but for the first time in her life, M.M didn't care. If the younger prince had to be sent away to study, it might as well be someplace comfortable. That's what M.M thought to herself as she stood at the surface of the boat, feeling the cold ocean breeze on her face. The air was making her eyes hurt, and it seemed to have a salty feel to it.
They should arrive at their destination around 3 hours before sunrise. She heard that this country was also very beautiful and known for its interesting people. There was no common trait the people shared, unlike the other countries. This made the decision perfect. She just hoped that Rasiel wouldn't take this too badly.
Bel was finally set free from the chains that held him in place. Rubbing his aching wrists, he was led out to the harbor. He oddly noted that he did not recognize these guards, which meant that they weren't from the Yellow country. He had almost every staff member's face and names memorized. Apart from his brother, he'd definitely miss the castle guards as well.
He saw M.M talking to a rather built man, seeming to threaten him. It was funny, in Bel's opinion because it was working. The man seemed to be slightly intimidated by the thin woman. Bel didn't blame him, he would be too if a woman held up a high-heeled shoe to his eye.
It seemed that they weren't going to stop talking for a while so he directed his attention to the ocean. The waves seemed to be moving in a soothing rhythm. It relaxed him and made his eyelids feel heavier. He remembered a story their mother used to tell him and his brother.
It was about a little girl whose brother died. She'd always go to the beach and send messages in bottles, wishing to see him again. After days of wishing, he finally appeared to her. It was a nice story, and it quickly became his favorite bedtime story from when he and Rasiel were little kids.
His sea-gazing was interrupted by footsteps. M.M was getting on board now. He didn't follow her. He knew that he was supposed to go with the man she was talking to earlier. He watched as the boat left. It wasn't long. Since the sun hasn't risen yet. He could barely see anything, not even the color of the buildings of this country he was standing in.
The man was standing beside him. "So... You're Bel-kun, huh? A lot younger than I expected from what that stuffy woman told me." There was a certain pouty tone he heard from when the man spoke. Bel also noted that the man's voice was higher than he thought at first glance. Like some Gaylord from one of those plays he used to watch.
"I get that a lot." Bel confessed, he turned to the guy and saw that he was quite tall as well. Maybe this guy practiced some form of fighting. If he recalled correctly, M.M said that he was going to be a body guard? "Can I ask for your name?" He said.
The man (was this a man? Bel didn't know anymore. His body language was not that of a straight man.) sighed and blinked when he saw his breath. It was ridiculously cold before dawn. "It's Lussuria, hun. Now let's get out of here before you catch a cold." Lussuria reached into his coat and took out an extra scarf, wrapping it around Bel's neck. "Come on, my house is this way." He started lightly pushing Bel towards a direction.
Bel just kept walking, occasionally turning his head sideways to look around. Which was useless, he couldn't see anything. Were mornings in the Green kingdom normally this dark? Still, it seemed nice. This was a kingdom, just like his, though everything was different. The houses, the people, and the scenery, he guesses. Even the air was different. Back in the Yellow Country, the air smelled like bread and the occasional wine. Here, he could vaguely make out the smell of mint.
"Can I ask you something, Bel-kun?" Lussuria suddenly spoke, catching Bel off-guard.
He looked at him. "What is it?"
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Unknown- Well, yes, its stated in the summary that I got it from Mothy's Chronicles of Evil, which is the same thing, haha. There is actually no proncess of green in the story. I think it was stated that it was a peasant; a maiden of Green. Character roles are already decided and frankly, you just guessed one of them, good job man.
A Person- Its quite overused, yes. But I'll try to make this one special xD I did some research and found some nice scenes to add, which are normally not included in your typical CoE AUs here on FFnet.
A/N: In the votes, Male!Fran won. Not that it'd make that much of a difference though, you'll love them either way.
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