OK first i wanted to say thank you for the review to: Almost Home

I really love it when i see reviews so thank you so much :'D

i edited the story to have quotation marks because u asked for them ^.^

Also i want to read you fanfic :3

OK so now chap 3 is up and well most of it is a flash back ? ^.^

I'll let you find out :3

Declaimer: i don't own khr T.T

Chapter 3

She sat on the Varia living room; a small book, that she just had finished reading, on her lap; her eyes staring at the window that exposed a beautiful moon. Two years had passed from the night she joined. She was waiting for the others to arrive, everyone was on different missions. Suddenly the main door opened letting the cold air to fill the room, she stood up quickly and went to meet the ones who had just come. As soon as she was near the door she saw Bel covered with blood. She stood paralyzed in the place she was, shock could be seen in her eyes. The prince started to walk forward; she snapped a little from her shock and talked to him.

"B…Belphegor you are all covered in blood…a… are you OK?" She said her words filled with worry.

The prince stopped walking when he heard her; but he didn't reply. Since she was still worried she started to move one of her hands to one of the places where it seemed that blood was coming out. Before her hand could reach any closer it was slapped away, quite hard, by the prince.

"Don't even think of touching the prince peasant." Bel said and started walking away.

She turned around to see Bel disappearing on a room. Sadness took place in her face. Suddenly a new voice took her attention.

"Aimée" a baby voice called.

"Ah! Master Mammon is good too…" Aimée started saying when she was cut off by her master.

"I need to talk to you Aimée, so let's go outside for a while" The baby said heading outside.

Aimée started to walk in the direction she was told. Great this was going to get worse. Not only Bel had pushed her away for tenth time that week, but also she was going to get scolded. They finally reached a nice place where they stood in a deep silence, her expression a mix of sadness and of being worry. Her master broke the silence.

"I think that I have found out what is your main weakness Aimée". The baby said.

She stared in confusion at her master.

"That's what I'm talking about" her master said.

"...I don't get it master" She replied.

"Well Aimée you main weakness, even though is hard to believe, are your emotions". Mammon said

"My emotions?" Aimée asked

"Yes, well for illusionists showing emotions most of the times is something that can harm them and normally enemies take advantage of your emotions. That's why illusionists have methods of hiding them. One of is having a poker face, that means showing no emotions at all ,therefore no one can use them against you. Other is to show a contradictory emotion of what you are actually feeling, this one tends to confuse others. And lastly there is one where you take a permanent emotion to always be showing; this one normally isn't used because it is quite hard to maintain a same expression all the time" Her master explained.

"I see" She replied

"I need you to choose one of this; I know that before you came here you used to have a poker face, but it is up to you to select the one you want. So tell me in the morning which one you will use" Her master said leaving her alone to think.

And there she was thinking. For experience she thought that having a poker face was quite annoying. Showing a contradictory emotion well that would also confuse her. Then having a "single emotion" didn't seem that bad, in fact maybe it did suit her and even more if the emotion that she was going to show was a happiness one. After making her decision she went back to the mansion.

But she never thought that always showing a smile could be that hard. She never thought that she would lie to her self with a smile. She never thought it would hurt her so much.She never thought it would make her even lonelier than she felt. She only thought that even if it was a fake smile the prince, just maybe, would of notice her. But as always it was just a lie she was nothing to the prince. It seemed that she wasn't his comrade, nor it seemed that he considered a friend, and of course the prince would never see her the way she actually wanted him to see her as a lover. Yet again even if he wouldn't notice her as that she didn't care. She wanted him to notice that she wasn't a toy, to at least call her for ones by her real name and not by the words he always used to refer to her.

Aimée woke up from the dream, sweat going down her forehead. A strong day light hurt her eyes, ones she got used to the light she looked around the room she was: by her left side there stood a machine that right now was tuned off, with that she deduced that she was in the Varia hospital. The room was a little bit small and painted white. On a wood table there stood some teddy bears; most of them were bandaged up, that was quite sarcastic but she liked them. A little bit away from the stuffed animals there stood, covered by a glass, a zuccotto her favorite dessert that probably Lussuria made. But she wasn't hungry at all, actually everything inside her felt as if it was all upside down. She wondered how much time she had been unconscious.

Aimée tried to sit down but the pain in all her body stopped her of doing so. She lifted up the blanked and watched her body, maybe a ninety percent of it was covered in bandages. She rested again in the bed and stared blankly and the roof. She didn't want to close her eyes because she knew that if she did so then everything that happened that night would come to her mind. Finally giving up she let out a soft sight while closing her eyes.

Luckily for her the door was softly opened in that moment. She reopened her eyes and saw her master.

"It seems that you finally woke up Aimée." Mammon said

"Yes… master how much was I unconscious?" Aimée asked

"Three days, though we thought that you would of wake up after a week" Mammon said.

"I see." Aimée said.

"You are lucky, if you wouldn't have called then you would be dead by now. You got really sever injuries" Mammon said.

"That means the mission got screwed up?" Aimée asked

"Actually no you got the info…and well Bel finished them up" Mammon said hesitating in the last part.

She closed her eyes… listening to that name made her heart ache. She wanted to forget everything. She just didn't want to feel her heart crumble like that. She slowly turned around to face a white wall.

"I'll tell the others that you woke but I think you will have to stay in bed for more time, well then I' leave you to sleep then" Mammon said while starting to leave the room.

"Mammon…I…just can't take it anymore…" Aimée said on a whisper and silent tear rolling from her cheek.

Mammon closed the door and left Aimée alone, it was for the better. Of course mammon knew about the feelings that Aimée had for Bel. Also Mammon knew what Aimée meant by "can't take it". Like any normal human she had reached a limit. But mammon thought that it couldn't be helped, Bel had that kind of ability to push away anyone who actually cared for him. It was too bad that Bel wouldn't realize about the feeling of others. Mammon knew that the prince himself had a pair of feeling that he shared in common with Aimée, but Bel seemed to don't realize this at all and if he did then it was very probably that this feelings annoyed him. Mammon thought that these two maybe did really need some time to think, especially Bel, about what they were feeling. So probably the mission that Xanxus had prepared for Aimée was going to fit perfectly at a time like this.

what could be the mission Xanxus has for Aimée :O

well we will have to wait for chap 4 XD

Please could you leave a review i really appreciate them :3

also zuccotto is: an Italian dessert with origins in Florence. Zuccotto is a semi-frozen, chilled dessert made with brandy, cake and ice cream. It can be frozen, then thawed before serving. This dessert is traditionally made in a special pumpkin-shaped mold (Zuccotto means "little pumpkin" in Italian). It is widely believed to have been inspired by the dome of Florence's duomo (the city's main cathedral). Others allude to its shape as closely resembling a cardinal's skullcap or zucchetto.

so reviews please :D? if you do then Lussuria wil give you a piece of zuccotto:3

I'll see you on chap 4 soon (hopefully if school doesn't kill me)