Bel parked his Audi in the lot and stepped out. He began to walk towards where everyone else was gathered before remembering that Fran was in his car. He walked back and opened the door, allowing the green haired teen to step out and storm past him. Bel chuckled and followed after the frog, a small grin on his face as he walked.

The two reached a space where both Mukuro and Xanxus' cars were parked. The two car owners were standing side by side with Shoichi and Chrome.

"So, who are we racing?" Bel asked as he and Fran approached the other four, his hands laced together behind his head.

Mukuro looked a bit tense, his fingers laced tightly with Xanxus' as he bit his lip. Even Shoichi and Chrome looked a bit nervous.

"What's wrong?" Fran asked, standing beside Bel who looked a bit confused.

"We received a letter of challenge from the Millefiore for the two of you…" Mukuro began nervously, "it's for a race between you two and…Genkishi and Rasiel."

"No fucking way," Bel snapped, anger visibly showing on his features.

"We've already accepted, brat," Xanxus said, glaring lightly at the blonde.

"Why don't we have a choice?" Bel shouted

"They asked for something that we can not give them if we refused their challenge," Mukuro explained.

"What?" Bel gritted out through clenched teeth.

"They demanded that we give them Fran if we were to refuse. You know how they are, Belphegor, they would have taken him by any means if we refused," Mukuro said, his voice strict.

Bel scowled, his body trembling with anger as he thought about everything. He knew very well that the Millefiore would stoop as low as even kidnapping to get their payment. If Mukuro had refused, they would have taken Fran by force.

Fran, who continued to stand by Bel's side, watched everything happen. He was curious about these Millefiore guys and why they upset Bel so much. Most importantly at the moment though, was the fact that Bel looked ready to burst.

Fran slowly reached over to where one of Bel's fists was balled up tightly and wrapped his hand around it. He rubbed his thumb against it slowly for a few second before the fist began to open up and Fran could slip his hand into Bel's. This was a technique he used for Spanner whenever he got upset and the teen supposed it would work for Bel as well.

"Why those two?" Bel croaked out, his voice calmer but still holding the same anger from earlier.

"They know it'll bother you," Shoichi said, "they know it'll be harder for you to focus on winning when the brother you hate so much is close to you."

"Brother?" Fran asked, snapping to attention. "We're racing your twin brother?"

"Rasiel," Bel said the name as if it were poison.

"This ought to be fun," Fran said more to himself than anyone else.

"Don't take this so lightly, brat," Bel snapped at Fran, his hand tightening around the smaller one.

Fran nodded. The look Bel had on his face gave him the hint that it would be unwise to mess with him now. So he turned to Mukuro, "Can we go home now?"

Mukuro nodded, "The race is in April, the second week."

Fran nodded and tugged at Bel's hand, silently telling the elder he better start following him or he'd end up being dragged on the floor. Fortunately, Bel followed Fran to the Audi where he pulled his hand away from the smaller one and unlocked the car. Bel climbed in first and Fran followed. Bel began to drive out of the lot and into the streets.

Fran leaned back in the seat and sighed softly.

"Drop me off at the park."

~0~0~0~0~

"Uni, do you think anyone could hate me enough to kill me?" Fran asked the small girl as he colored in the clouds on his coloring page.

"Why would anyone want to kill you?" Uni countered, a small frown on her face.

"I don't know, just –pass me the blue- answer the question," Fran said, taking the blue crayon from the small girl.

"Hmm," Uni tapped her lip thoughtfully, "I think people can kill you, but if they kill you because they hate you then there is something wrong with them because you are a person that's very hard to hate. Why are you asking this anyway?"

"I think Bel tried killing me with his seatbelt lesson earlier," Fran sighed and picked up a purple to color in the teddy bear before a small hand slapped his.

"Are you really going to color Mr. Cuddles purple?" Uni asked, a judging look in her young eyes.

"Um…" Fran began and let the crayon go. He took the pink crayon that Uni handed him and began to color in the teddy bear.

"I don't think Bel is out to kill you," Uni said, "I don't think he hates you either."

"You don't know him," Fran said.

"Neither do you," Uni threw back at him, leaving Fran floored.

He truly did not know the real personality of Belphegor Cabrera.

Fran lowered his head, defeated, and went back to his coloring. It was quiet for a few minutes when the front door opened and closed.

"Daddy's home," Gamma said, his tone one of someone who was wondering why their daughter wasn't excited to see him.

"Hi, daddy," Uni greeted, her eyes not leaving her coloring page.

"Would you like me to run into your arms in joy?" Fran asked, just like Uni, he had not looked up from his coloring page.

"No," Gamma sighed and crashed on the couch behind Fran and Uni. "You can go home now, Fran."

"Very well then," Fran said as he stood up from the floor, stretching a bit, "I shall leave since it seems that I am no longer wanted here."

"Daddy! Don't be mean to Fran!" Uni scolded her father.

"It's okay, Uni," Fran smiling inwardly at the look on Gamma's face, "I'll run over his mailbox later."

"Brat," Gamma grumbled and Fran gave him a thumbs up.

"See ya later, Uni," Fran said as he began to walk to the door.

"Fran," Uni called out, stopping Fran. Fran turned around to catch a distant look in Uni's eyes before they filled with concern, "Be careful, Fran."

Fran narrowed his eyes a bit but nodded and left the house.