A Royal Summer Chapter Fourteen

*glances at clock* 8:26 AM. ... *smile*
Ahhh... yes, that last chapter was very fluffy... I have no idea what happened, I just felt... fluffy. XD Just to warn ya, I feel fluffy today, too! Okay, writing now...

Ten Years in the Future, a week later...

"Good, good, yes, that's it," Bel praised, before throwing five more knives at Fran. Fran dodged three, and caught the other two in his hands, stabbed them into the ground, and kept running. The prince grinned crazily, thinking, 'He's gonna get me; what should I do?'

Bel leapt upwards, and did a skillful frontflip over Fran, throwing three knives while he was upside-down. Fran glanced behind him, and lashed his demon tail out of the way of the knives, before he skidded to a stop and turned, his strengthed, white claws making small marks in the ground as he scrambled back the other direction. "Nice try, senpai," Fran hissed, pouncing. Bel curled his body as he landed on the ground, so that Fran tripped over his body and slid to a stop. Bel hooked his arm around Fran's waist and pulled him back, then embraced him.

"Ushishi," he chuckled, "Ahh, you still have room to improve, it seems. But you've gotten much better. Those little devil horns on your head show it." Fran gave a small purr at the praise, before squirming.

"Senpai. Let me go. I don't like being held captive," Fran complained, arching his back into his senpai's stomach. Bel laughed and released him.

"Alright, try your dragon technique. I've seen it before, just try to catch me. Be gentle," Bel instructed, before running a distance back and adjusting into a defensive stance.

Fran closed his eyes and muttered the description under his breath, and took the point of view of the dragon. "Senpai's so small," he muttered, trying to reach the dragon's clawed wings forward to grasp the prince in the illusion's hand. Bel was faster than he appreciated.

Fran's fist smashed painfully into the ground as he missed the prince a second time, and he sighed, turning. He tried to maybe pick up the prince with the 'back-of-a-hammer' logic and pull him back by use of his horns. That attempt didn't work either. Fran grunted as he lied the dragon's body on the ground, and trapped Bel within his wings. The prince leaned against a wing, then stabbed the arm with three knives. It felt like his thumb had been pricked by three thorns. Fran winced and used the dragon's jaws to pull each knife out of his arm.

During this distraction, Bel decided to make a dash over the dragon's shoulder- which felt very strange- and escape his confines. The dragon stood, and Bel slid quickly down the scaled back, and ran up to the tip of the tail, stabbed it, and began running again. Fran took his own point of view, and shouted, "Senpai! Will you PLEASE show me some mercy?"

"Nah, I don't feel like it."

In the past... (evening)

"Mm, Luss, you really do great with dinner," Fran sighed, leaning back in his chair.

Lussuria smiled widely, swaying his hips side to side as he squealed, "Thank you, Fran-chan, I'm touched~." Bel glared at the Sun guardian, his blood-red eyes narrow, and elbowed his lover gently to alert him of his annoyance. Fran grinned.

"Sorry, senpai," he laughed, wrapping an arm around the prince and holding him close for a moment. The Mist suddenly stood, and dragged Bel to his feet. "Let's go out."

"Huh?" Bel grunted, "Where?"

"Just come over here," Fran insisted, "I know a place..."

The illusionist dragged the Storm guardian a while away, Lussuria smiling at them as they walked out. The Sun gave a dreamy sigh. "Oh, if only I was that young... Oh, wait, isn't that Fran-chan older than me...? Mou..."

Bel watched Fran's back as he was pulled out of the headquarters, blushing lightly. 'Froggy's taking me somewhere, and he's not telling me where we're going... it's kind of exciting...' The prince looked over Fran's backside. 'He's much taller... yet still so slender...'

"Senpai, you keep thinking like that and I'll have to make you put a euro in the fantasy jar," Fran chuckled, looking back at the prince with a smirk. Bel flushed red.

"I can't help it...," he muttered, before growling, "and stop messing with my thoughts."

Fran laughed. "Don't worry, senpai, that's okay. I enjoy hearing what you have to think about me," he sighed, but, upon catching the embarassed expression Bel gave him, he added, "I'll stop, though, if I must..."

"Thanks..."

Fran smiled and looked straight ahead. "We're almost there," he told the prince. Bel grinned.

"Okay, secretive Froggy," he giggled, speeding up a little to walk right beside Fran. He gazed around at the buildings ahead, and couldn't figure out where his boyfriend was taking him. Was it a restaurant? No, they had just had dinner... Maybe... a park? The suspiscion was starting to nag at the prince, when Fran stopped, and pushed him towards a dark building.

"This is a really great place," Fran whispered, "I've only been here once, in the future. You took me, Bel-senpai."

Bel heard music up ahead, and started to try and back up. "Wait a second, Froggy, what's going on?"

"Come on, just settle down... you hear it, right?"

It was a soothing, slow tune, something that gave Bel the impression of a refined, formal place where only the high-class snobs of Italy would hang about. "Yeah, I hear it," he said, still grinning, "Froggy, we're MAFIA."

"All the more reason to take five to relax for a while," Fran laughed as they pushed through a curtain. Bel's eyes opened wide as he gazed around the room. It was a dance club, a dark room, lighted dimly so that the people in the room were nothing more than dark silhouettes. It was evidently a slow dance, with only couples out on the floor.

"Froggy, please, I can't dance," Bel laughed, squirming in the illusionist's grip.

"Well you taught me, so I'll just return the favor," Fran replied, pulling his prince into the center of the floor. He paused and turned to face Bel, smiling, and whispered, "I'll lead this time."

Bel blushed darker as the kouhai took his hand, placing his other on the blonde's lower back. "Here, hand on my shoulder, that's it, now just follow as I go," Fran ordered as he began to make small steps back and forth. "Step in the direction our arms point in, yes, yes, very good, senpai."

The prince stared dumbly into Fran's teal eyes, entranced. "Fran," he murmured, "I taught you this?"

"Yeah," Fran replied, "Don't forget to."

Bel smiled, then stumbled slightly when Fran moved in a direction he hadn't anticipated. He blushed when he accidentally stepped on Fran's foot. "S-sorry," he murmured. Fran chuckled.

"Don't worry, senpai, I'll get you back sometime."

Bel turned his gaze back on Fran's, and they paused for a moment as Fran took his hand from Bel's back, and brought it to brush the prince's bangs away from his eyes. Bel blinked slowly as he took in the pure beauty of his lover, and he leaned into the touch when Fran returned his hand to the small of his back. "Fran...," he breathed, "I love you."

"I love you too, Belphegor, now and forever," Fran whispered back, before kissing the blonde softly on the lips. They allowed the moment to linger, their bodies pressed together in the sweetest of embraces.

It was magic.

-End Chapter

How's THAT for fluff? Woo! Reviews if you liked the dance scene- it was my first time writing one!