"You're a freaky little shit. Do you know that?" Squalo was leaning against the door frame to Bel's bedroom, his arms crossed against his chest. "Getting off to pain like that..."

"Ushishishi~" Bel lay in his bed, his leg in a cast while bandages covered his entire body, leaving only his mouth visible. Having been caught in so many explosions had burnt and broken his body, but the blond had loved the pain, wanting more of it. "But it feels so good, Squ-Squ~ It's so good, it makes me horny. See?"

Squalo's face paled as the boy pulled back the blanket he was under, revealing a large bulge in Bel's pants. Unfolding his arms, the man turned to leave, feeling as if he were about to throw up. "You're a creep..."

"Squ-Squ, the prince is going to touch himself now. Ushishishi~" As if to emphasise his point, the blond slipped a hand into his lap, his long fingers caressing the bulge. "Make sure no one interrupts~"

Squalo raised a hand to his mouth, shouting over his shoulder as he retreated, "You sick little fuck!"

"Ushishishi~" Bel slipped his bandaged hand beneath the waistband of his pants, grasping his hardened self roughly. He let out a moan, not caring that Squalo hadn't closed his bedroom door, stroking himself.

"Ungh...!" Images of the fight between he and Gokudera ran rampart through Bel's mind, the pain he had been dealt crystal clear in his mind. "Mmm... G-goku...dera..."

The boy's hand moved quicker along his shaft, his fingers squeezing tightly. He giggled as he remembered what it felt like to be caught in those explosions, the pain of broken limbs sending twitches down his length.

"A-ah..." Bel curled in on himself as his hand pumped faster and faster, feeling the coil in his stomach about to snap. With one last squeeze, he cried out as he felt his climax hitting him, spurting out all over his chest and bed sheets.

Wiping away the sweat that had accumulated on his forehead, Bel laughed to himself. He threw himself backwards, resting against the pillows, his laughter dying down into giggles.

Gokudera... "Ushishishi~" Gokudera, you will be mine.

~~That night~~

Bel waited until the Varia were all asleep, knowing that if they heard him walking about the corridors after his curfew, they would merely assume he was going to the bathroom or needed a drink - why else would he sneak about when there was no one to annoy?

It was well past midnight before the last member went to sleep, leaving Bel to his own devices. He grabbed the crutches that were leaning against his bedside drawers, using them to get to his wardrobe. He was quiet as he pulled out his usual striped shirt along with the Varia uniform, putting them on instead of the pale blue, crown-print pyjamas he was wearing.

Once he had dressed himself - with much difficulty due to his injuries - he slipped on his white lace boots next. The stash of credit cards he kept stored in his drawer were next to be collected, slipped into a zip pocket on the inside of his black Varia jacket.

And, of course, once his crown - which was really a tiara - was carefully nestled in his blond locks, Bel knew he was ready to leave. He left his phone sitting on his bed, not caring to bring it with him - the only use he had for it was for calling the taxi that should almost be at the Varia mansion by now.

Sneaking through the corridors was trickier than usual due to his new addition of crutches, but no one woke - or if they did, they didn't come out of their room to question him.

This is going to be so much fun~ Bel had to stifle his laughter as he got off the stairs, walking towards the front door. The prince is going to go to Japan~ He's going to have so much fun~

Bel let his laughter ring freely through the night air as he limped through the gardens of the Varia, heading towards the huge steel gate that kept trespassers out.

Oh, all the pain awaiting the prince~ Bel waited only for a few seconds before the taxi pulled up in front of him. Such fun~

"To the airport~" Bel couldn't hide the excitement from his voice as he instructed the driver to take him across the town. "Ushishishi~"

The driver, unnerved by the fact that his passenger was a member of the Varia, kept silent for the drive, leaving Bel's thoughts to go wild. Once he had dropped the teenager off and gotten his fare, headed straight back home, unable to believe that he was still alive.