I was going to do the epilogue here, but I decided to do something better. So the epilogue will be next chapter instead. I think you'll all greatly enjoy this chapter :D

I am in the process of moving lemons across to my adultfanfiction account.

For two months, Bel had stayed in Japan with Gokudera and the others. His condition had improved greatly once he had started having physical therapy, and the only remainder of what had almost killed him was weak breathing and the asthma that had developed over time - nothing the blond couldn't handle.

Bel was walking again, albeit slowly and staggering every now and then. His strength hadn't returned, leaving him with a skinny, frail body that gave him an almost feminine appearance. However, despite this, Bel's cheerful and childish personality hadn't disappeared - if anything, he was even more grateful for the life he had almost lost.

Gokudera's relationship with the older teenager had become that of boyfriends, and though Bel was staying with Tsuna so the brunet's mother could keep an eye on him, he often asked Yamamoto or Tsuna to take him to Gokudera's for a few hours where they would almost always end up making love together - though Bel's masochistic side was still there, he would lose his breath and choke if it became too intense for his weak body to keep up with.

The only issue neither of them wanted to bring up was that of Italy and the rest of the Varia - particularly Squalo, who had been spending the past two months in a hotel, impatiently demanding for Bel to "get the fuck over it and come home".

"Hey, Bel?" Gokudera stepped into his living room where Bel was seated on the couch, a large bucket of strawberry ice cream in his lap. Obscured eyes wandered over to him, an excited grin crossing Bel's face.

"Is Hayato-kun here to eat ice cream with the prince?" The Varia Storm lifted the bucket into the air as if to emphasise his point. "The prince doesn't mind sharing with him~"

"Actually..." Gokudera's green eyes dropped to the ground as he frowned. He shifted uncomfortably as he handed his phone out to the older male, revealing the last conversation he had had with Tsuna over text.

Bel took the phone with bony hands, reading over the text. He grinned as he read the first message from Tsuna, one saying that Squalo had been over again screaming at him, but his grin soon disappeared the further he got into the messages.

The scrawny male handed back the phone, looking at his bucket of ice cream. "...The prince... I don't want to go back to Italy..."

Gokudera sat on the couch beside the older teenager, wrapping an arm around fragile shoulders. He felt Bel curl in against him, and he hated that there was nothing he could do - they couldn't keep Bel here, especially with the blond's superior demanding for him to return to Italy the next day or revoke his title as Varia Storm - and probably forfeit his life in doing so.

"At least we still have a day together." Gokudera reached out, putting the ice cream on the coffee table in front of them. He then pulled Bel onto his lap, wrapping his arms around the assassin tightly.

"But I want to stay here with Hayato-kun..." Bel nuzzled in against the younger's neck, his wet tongue licking at exposed skin. His teeth nibbled a bit, trying to distract himself. "...Can the prince at least have farewell sex...?"

Gokudera laughed as he shrugged. He reached down, unclipping Bel's belt and pulling it from the lithe waist. He next pushed black Varia pants down, the blond lifting his hips to make it easier.

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"...I don't... want to leave you..." Bel mumbled as he closed his eyes, knowing that Gokudera made a very comfortable pillow. Gokudera shifted, about to pull himself out of Bel when the older male stopped him. "No... Leave it in... Want to sleep like this..."

Gokudera just nodded, caressing the fragile male's head tenderly as he wrapped another arm around Bel, pulling him close. "I love you, Bel..."

"The prince loves his Hayato-kun, too..." came the sleepy mutter from Bel.

With that said, the two spent the rest of the day on the couch, just resting until they had to part.