A/N: Oh my gosh. I got reviews? I got reviews? SERIOOUUUSSSLLLYYYY? *jumps off a building with pure joy* I'm the happiest person in the world right now. *swims in the reviews* I'm glad you all liked the story, and are curious to see it continue. :D Well, I'll do my best to make all of you laugh or cry or whatever you do when you read fics! :D
Warnings/Disclaimers: Extreme cussing by the Varia's sexy assassins. *drools* KHR belongs to Amano Akira-san.
Random ranting: Have you guys read chapter 382 (if I'm not mistaken) of the KHR manga? I've been hearing people saying that Fran is a girl, since the English translation indicated that Fran is a she. I REFUSE TO BELIEVE TO BELIEVE THAT PIECE OF SHIT. *bows* If that was true, then all our B26 fantasies would all be fucking liiiieeessss. *dies* Though I still love Fran no matter what his gender is, it would still be a major cockblocker...literally.
The Real Six Funeral Wreaths will be making their appearance! :))
The following week of Fran's life involved being woken up at god forsaken hours by a certain prince's loud voice, and Alois' hysterical laughter (sometimes, he was crying). He hadn't had a good night's rest ever since these two entered his life, and it was annoying. Moreover, he was much more annoyed at the fact that Bel managed their food financially. He was getting into the fatherly role too much. Besides, where the hell did he get his money? One time, when Fran was cleaning the flat, he happened upon the prince's bank book (he found it under the couch/Bel's bed). His eyes widened at what he saw. That was way too much for a college student, let alone a lazy ass one at that. He was debating on whether Bel had a secret job, or he really was from royalty...Fran decided it was the first one.
Today, we see an unfocused Fran slumped on the couch, a cup of coffee in one hand (it's almost sundown, mind you) while his other hand pinched the bridge of his nose (trying to ease his headache). Bel and Fran were on the floor, playing some kind of game that involved oddly shaped knives.
Wait, what? Knives?
Fran snapped into reality and ran over to Bel, hitting his hand away before he managed to give Alois the undoubtedly and obviously sharp knife. The prince glared at him, Alois looking at them both. Fran gave Bel an annoyed, but bored look.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"The prince was playing with the kid, idiot!"
"How can I be the idiot here? I wasn't the one giving a fucking knife to a four year old child." Fran said matter-of-factly.
Bel pouted and nursed his hand.
"Oh god, you are so annoying." Fran muttered, picking Alois up and heading towards the door.
Bel looked at them.
"Hey, where're you going?"
"Why do I have to tell you, fake prince?"
Fran, along with Alois, went out without another word, leaving Bel alone. He stared at the floor and pouted.
"Is it really wrong to give knives to kids?" He wondered out loud.
Fran headed towards the park, Alois walking ahead of him. He watched the child pick random flowers, bunching it all up in his other hand like a bouquet. Fran sighed. One week ago, he didn't know what he was going to do with his life. But now, he was taking care of a kid. He groaned. He definitely didn't see this coming.
"Hahan, so you're that prince's little girlfriend, huh?"
Fran turned around and saw a group of six...well, he didn't know how to describe them. When he saw Bel's group of friends, the word scary quickly popped into his mind. But this group was different. They were so different from each other, it was hard to describe them with one word. If he said scary, it won't be appropriate for the aqua-haired girl and zombie-looking kid. If he said ugly, it won't be appropriate for the green-haired androgynous one and the white-haired guy eating marshmallows. If he said stupid, it won't be fair for all of them except for the red-haired one. Fran just stared at them.
"Hmm, Kikyo~. I think you're mistaken." The white haired guy was undeniably annoying, what with the fake smile plastered on his face.
"He's a fucking guy, baaarou." The red-haired guy drawled.
"Nyunyuu~? The stupid prince is gay?" The aqua-haired girl piped in.
"I foresee...the end." A masked guy (who reminded Fran of a tengu) was making random prophecies.
"Torikabuto, what you're saying is really out of place. Bopou!" The zombie-looking kid said.
Fran kept on staring at them. All the while, Alois was hiding behind a bush. He thought that his Maman was being bullied, so he ran back home (the park was near). Upon arriving at the flat, Alois saw Bel sprawled on the floor, watching TV. He jumped on him, a look of panic on his face. Bel stared at him.
"What's wrong? Where's Fran?"
"Maman is...!"
"T-take your time, kid." He sweat dropped.
"Maman's being buwwied, Papan!" Alois started crying.
"Being bullied?" Bel asked incredulously.
"Hm!" He nodded, his blonde hair bobbing along with his hair.
"Are you sure?"
"One of them was weawwy scawy, Papan~! He was weawing a mask!" Alois said, crying.
"A mask...?"
"I don't want Maman to die, Papan!"
"O-okay, I get it! I'll go over there."
"So, you're his little boyfriend, eeh?" The white-haired guy said, squishing a marshmallow in between his fingers.
"No." Fran quipped in his monotonous voice.
"The bastard prince has a few debts, baaarou."
"Do I look like I care?" Fran asked.
"Nyuunyuu~! He's quaking in fear~!" The aqua-haired girl said, automatically latching on to the arm of the white-haired guy.
"Are you idiots even listening?" Fran said, yawning.
"I foresee your end." The masked guy said.
"Yeah, you've said that for the tenth fucking time, genius." Fran was starting to get annoyed.
"Ushishishi~! What are you fucking bastards doing here?"
They all turned around (except the red-haired guy, since he was falling asleep on the spot) and saw Bel standing there looking all smug, Alois clutching the material of his Papan's pants into his chubby little fist. Fran watched as Alois ran over to him, crying. He crouched down and opened his arms, hugging Alois.
"Maman~! I took Papan hewe to save you~!"
"Well then, thank you, little guy. But I hardly need any saving from these idiots. Maman could have handled it all by himself."
"Papan should take cawe of Maman~!"
Fran ruffled Alois' hair, looking over at Bel and shrugging. The prince grinned, looking back at the six idiots.
"Ushishi, you made Alois cry, you little fucks."
"Nyuunyuu, the chibi said Maman and Papan~!" The aqua-haired girl said, giggling.
"Shut the fuck up, Bluebell." Bel said.
"Hmm. C'mon now, prince. Lighten up~!" The white-haired guy cooed.
"I can't believe you're still hung up on your loss in that competition, Byakuran." Bel said, grinning.
"Hahan, you cheated, didn't you?"
"A prince doesn't cheat, you androgynous freak." Bel huffed.
Fran stood up, Alois still in his arms, and walked over to Bel, totally ignoring the other six. He grabbed Bel by the wrist and pulled him along.
"Come on, I wanna go home." Fran drawled.
"I foresee the end."
"Fuck, I get it already!" Fran snapped, glaring at all of them.
He started pulling Bel along, much to the annoyance of the six idiots. The walk home was quiet, Alois still in Fran's arms, Bel being dragged along. Upon arriving at the flat, Fran let go of Bel and went directly to the bedroom (to put Alois on the bed, since he fell asleep). Bel placed himself on the couch, throwing his head back. Fran trudged out of the room, sighing. He flopped down beside Bel and sighed again. Bel chuckled, not looking at Fran.
"Stop sighing like an old man. Ushishi~."
"You have weird acquaintances, don't you, fake prince?" Fran said, yawning.
"Tell me about it."
"By the way, you don't strike me as a genius type."
"Well, the prince is a genius. Ushishi~."
Bel suddenly felt someone leaning on his shoulder. He pulled back his head and checked, only to see Fran leaning against his shoulder. Bel was undeniably taller than Fran, and from his point of view, he could see Fran's thick lashes, contrasting against his fair skin. He was hugging his knees, looking absolutely tired and vulnerable. His eyes were fighting to stay open. Bel felt his heart skip a beat, which extremely puzzled him.
"I'm so tired..." Fran said, yawning.
"H-huh..."
"I haven't had a good night's rest since you guys came..." Fran mumbled, sleep slowly taking over him.
Finally, Fran lost the battle to stay awake. His breathing became regular, and as he dozed off, Bel could feel his full weight against him. Fran was hugging his knee, but as he fell asleep, his hand fell limply to Bel's hand. Bel blushed. He didn't even know why he was blushing, let alone why his heart was fucking hammering inside his chest. All he knew was that when Fran's hand fell into his, he felt the urge to hold it. A few minutes passed, and they were still in that position. Bel couldn't move, afraid that he'll wake Fran up. The prince himself was getting sleepy. He yawned, and rested his head against Fran's head. The latter's hand, which was over Bel's, twitched. Bel instinctively held it, lacing his fingers with him. He yawned. Sleep was taking over him, and common sense was out of the question. He closed his eyes, and dozed off.
After a while, Alois woke up and crawled out of bed, looking for his parents. He saw them on the couch, his Maman, smiling in his sleep, leaning against his Papan. They were holding hands, resting on his Papan's lap, and their fingers were laced together. His Papan was resting his head against his Maman's head, looking undeniably peaceful. Alois yawned, smiling. Maman and Papan weawwy wuv each other, he thought as he crawled over his Papan's lap. He pulled his Papan's other free hand and put it over himself, so that he was being hugged, and fell asleep.
A/N: Because of this chapter, I realized that almost all of the characters of KHR have their signature laugh/expression/phrase. :)) And I think I wrote Maman and Papan waaaay too much. :)) This is much shorter compared to the first chapter since I have other things to do (I want to watch P4 already). :)) Well, what do you think? Bel's finally channelling his inner prince fag. :))) Read and review! :)