A Royal Summer Chapter Ni
AHAHAAA! I CALLED IT 'NI!' I'M FUNNY!
Fran: Please stop doing that...
Me: No. Anyways, as promised, KokoroSawada, I'm writing the next chapter already! Haven't... eaten... anything... Must... think... about... plot... Huh? The cookie? Oh YEAH! *gives 'first review of the fanfiction' cookie* XD I have cookies for everything. You know why that is? I've got such awesome cooking skills-
Fran: You make Lussuria cook for you, otaku.
Me: SHHHH! Don't tell them that!
Lussuria: I'd prefer to be acknowledged as the cook, you know.
Me: Yeah, yeah, whatever. I've got a story to write, so back off, ga- er... Luss.
Lussuria: You almost called me gaylord!
Me: At least I managed not to. Directly.
Bel: Hurry up and write!
TYL Fran: Yes, hurry up and announce my victory.
Me: Heh, okay. THE VOTES ARE IN! AND THE WINNER IS...
TEN-YEARS IN THE FUTURE FRAN!
TYL Fran: THAT was cool. *smirk*
Me: Dude, where'd you learn how to... nevermind. I'll just start writing.
Ten Years in the Future... Five minutes before last chapter left off.
"You sure about this?" asked Belphegor, holding his lover's hand.
"I'm positive."
"You're younger self will be exposed to this dangerous world for a long time," the prince pointed out.
"Heh. The only thing dangerous here is you, senpai."
"Ushishi..."
"Now what am I taking with me?"
"I want you to take the frog hat," Bel whispered, picking up the old, battered hat.
"Hm? Same as ever..."
The hat was put on. "I'll recognize you this way," the prince told his partner.
"Mm, that's very true. Ten years... you'll be so young and cute."
"Don't give me a hard time," Bel requested. "I always hated it when you teased me."
"It's almost time for you to leave," Xanxus said, walking over, a light cough cutting off the very end of his sentence.
"I know. I'm ready."
"We'll make sure that everything goes according to plan," Squalo added, "So don't worry about him."
"Heh. As if I'd worry over myself."
"Now don't get reckless," Xanxus told the man who was sitting in a metallic chair with cuffs. "You're younger self is going to freak out..."
"I know I will. But I don't mind. I trust you all to tell me what's going on."
"We'll tell him," Bel agreed, "We won't let you down."
"Wait," called another voice. The others turned to see Mukuro Rokudo, walking into the area. "I wish to speak with him before he leaves."
"You have two minutes," Xanxus said, "Make it quick."
"You don't have to do this, you know," Mukuro told the shackled man, kneeling beside him, "You're very brave, and very mature, but this isn't neccessary."
"Ahh, I knew you'd be uncomfortable with this idea...," the man laughed lightly, "Master."
"You can stop blaming yourself, it wasn't your fault," the illusionist insisted. "And if it's meant to happen, we can't change fate."
"One minute," Xanxus announced.
"Don't you want me to become strong enought to save him?" the trapped man asked, "After all, I was the only one who could have."
"Please don't do this... if your twenty-seven year old self dies here... we'll lose you forever," Mukuro pleaded.
"You don't trust the illusionist you raised?" Belphegor asked, sighing.
"Master, I'm going to save him. If I had trained in this place when I was younger, I could've mastered everything much easier. I would've been stronger. And I wouldn't have been powerless when Hibari Kyoya died in battle."
"Time's up," Xanxus said, "Fire!"
"I'll see you later, senpai. I love you."
"I love you, too. Good luck, Fran."
BANG.
A deep green puff of smoke obscured the visibility in the room for a bit, before it revealed a much younger man in the shackles. The newcomer coughed several times, closing his eyes, but he slowly reopened them as the smoke cleared. "Where am I? An enemy base?" he wondered aloud.
"Ushishi... look at that hat, all nice and clean," Belphegor chuckled, coming over to the boy and patting the hat. "Aw, I haven't seen Fran this cute in... well, ten years! Ushishi!"
"S-sen...pai...?" Fran questioned, his eyes wide.
"Well, he's here," Squalo mumbled, "Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed... as usual."
"Gay fish-face? Is that you?" Fran asked, his eyes wide.
"Voi, brat... don't bring that back...," the Rain guardian sighed, "that fad is ten years too old for me."
"Ten years?" the younger man repeated, looking around the room, before realizing that he was cuffed into a metallic chair. "Hey, what's this about?" he asked, before glaring at everyone. "Why am I chained down?"
"Ah, and here we go," Xanxus announced, stepping into the room. "Looks like stage one is already underway. Fran, pick a mentor. Anyone will do."
"Wait, wait, someone explain this to me!" Fran said, starting to panic, "I'm not following any of this."
"We're going to train you, Fran," Mukuro said, standing, "Although... I hoped we wouldn't have to."
"Master...? Where's... where's your pineapple?" Fran asked. The older illusionist looked away, and a deep chuckled resonated in his throat.
"Ah, yes, that brings back memories...," he rasped, "It brings back very many memories..."
"If Master's here though...," Fran considered for a moment. "Then where's Hibari?"
Mukuro's smile grew wider, and he shook his head. "Someone shut him up... I feel like I'm about to cry."
"Don't get weak on us, Mukuro, we need you here," Squalo muttered. "Fran, hurry it up and pick someone. Don't ask anymore questions about us."
"Er- okay, then, senpai?"
"Ushishi! Ah, I knew you'd pick me... Fran...," Belphegor said happily, his blood-red eyes twinkling beneath his still-overgrown bangs.
"Senpai...," Fran mumbled, "Where am I?"
"You're ten y-" Squalo began, but Xanxus elbowed him in the side. The Rain guardian looked to Xanxus, and the boss shook his head.
"He has to figure it out himself," he said quietly, "We've let enough slip already."
"... Okay boss."
Fran looked at Bel. The prince was obviously older than usual. He was wearing a suit, too, something he normally wouldn't do. The ever-present tiara was no longer ever-present, and the prince's shoulder-length hair was pulled back into a ponytail. He also looked physically much stronger, but he still had a graceful air about him. Suddenly, he came in and touched Fran's shoulder.
"Such a small body," he sighed, "I hope you can withstand the training."
"S-small body?" Fran repeated, "What do you mean by that, senpai?" Fran personally expected that this prince wanted to take him to bed, but he was suprised when he recieved a non-perverted, simple response.
"You're weak," he sighed, "You're a delicate, dethorned rose here. A declawed kitten. You won't last ten seconds in this world."
"Senpai!" Fran protested, and the prince patted him on the head.
"Ushishi, let's get down to training, shall we?"
-End Chapter
KYAAAAAA!
Fran: *covers ears* ... Okay, are you done with your self-inflicted fangirl scream?
Me: Hmm... No. KYAAAAAAA!
Fran: SHUT UP!
TYL Fran: A~ah, as it turned out, you hardly put me in there.
Me: I'm sorry... I'm just building a bit of plot to work on here.
Mukuro: *crying*
Me: I know, the Hibari's dead part just slipped out; I didn't mean it...
Mukuro: It's not that...
Me: What then?
Mukuro: MY PINEAPPLE!
Hibari: *bites to death*
Me: Hair always ends up going first, I suppose. What did everyone think of the world ten years in the future? This is all original, ne? Doesn't match up with the plot of Katekyo Hitman REBORN- especially the manga.
NOTE TO DARK-YOKOKITSUNE... Can you draw Bel in the ten years later deal? Please? Pretty please? With prince-shaped cookies on top?
Hibari: Review or... oh... wait... I'm... I'm dead, aren't I?
Me: Kya! Nuu, Hibari, you're invincible...
Fran: You're the one who wrote it. *cough cough cough* ... HYPOCRITE.
Me: DX TYL Fran: Review or be shackled in a steel chair! Hehe...