Fran was walking down the road of Namimori, his hands in his pockets. As usual, he was getting odd stares from almost everyone in the town. It was Bel's fault for making him wear the stupid frog hat.
Sure, Belphegor wasn't around, or anywhere close at the moment, but Fran still refused to take off the hat. He had asked him to wear it, and so, he would.
He had been sent to Namimori about a week ago to stalk out the surroundings, and figure out where the tenth Vongola was currently residing at. That had been almost a week ago, and he was actually starting to miss Belphegor. That stupid prince had been on his mind ever since he had left the headquarters, and it was pissing him off.
That dumb fake prince had tortured him to death, and yet, he still missed him. Something must be wrong with his brain. Or was it normal to feel this way about someone who had literally shoved him against the wall, bit him, and then threw knives at him.
Fran didn't like it at all. The way he felt when he was thinking of that almost feminine face of Bel's.. There was that one time when he had gone around in a dress, exploring his "princely" side, and the one time when he had worn lip gloss.. he had looked so cute then, and the memories in his head almost made Fran want to get Bel to wear lip gloss again, so he could feel those lips pressed up against his, the taste of the lip gloss on his tongue as he licked at the prince's lips..
He let a quiet sigh past his lips, trying to shake off the feelings the images in his mind were creating. Fran felt horrible, feeling this way about a fellow Varia member. Since he'd been away, he hadn't gone a second without missing Belphegor.
He had found it hard to concentrate on anything, too. Especially the search for Vongola the Tenth. If he had been Mammon, then it would have been easy. His hand reached up, poking the side of the large frog hat uneasily. The one who had abandoned the Varia for death. The one who he had been assigned to replace..
Was that all he was? A replacement? Did Belphegor feel this way about Mammon..? Was that why he had demanded that Fran keep the hat on?
The thoughts brought a frown to his lips. It could be.. that could be why Belphegor got so mad whenever Fran removed the hat..
A shuffling noise from the alley on his right caught his attention. He turned toward the noise, only to spot brown spiky hair from the alley.. and the brunette seemed to be a little busy with the raven haired boy who had him up against the wall at a seemingly uncomfortable position.
Fran was just about to turn away and leave the two on their own when he spotted it; the Vongola ring covered in chains on the brunette's finger. Clearing his throat, he waited until the boy leaning against Tsuna moved away.
Now, this was quite odd. Tsuna was the Tsuna from ten years ago.. and yet the other with him seemed to be the cloud guardian from this time period. The thought brought a smirk onto his face. At least the two seemed to get along just fine.
"Vongola the tenth, I presume. I haven't actually met you in person, but I am Fran, Mammon's replacement as the mist guardian of the Varia." He hated that word now. "Replacement" made him seem like someone babysitting a kid when their babysitter was busy.
"HIIIIE!" The young Vongola shrieked and pushed and shoved at Hibari until the other grinned and let him go. Their lips were swollen, and Tsuna seemed to be covered in.. bite marks? "I-it's nice to meet you, Fran." A blush had covered the tenth's cheeks, the fingers of his right hand tugging on the end of his shirt.
The cloud guardian backed up until he was behind Tsuna, a fairly blank expression on his lips.
"I was sent here by the boss to find your new hideout.. He wanted to send a message to you, but didn't trust the emergency channel, so he sent me here with it instead." With a slight shrug of his shoulders, Fran pulled out the small disk from his uniform pocket and held it out to the younger boy. "The Millefiore have attacked us again, but we managed to hold them off."
Fran looked between the two with a loathing expression. He wanted Belphegor with him, right that moment. He wanted that prince to push him up against the cement wall and hold him there while he bit and nipped and placed small cuts on his body to lick up the metallic tasting blood her knew would fall from the small cuts..
"Fran-san?" The Vongola was giving him an odd look, causing Fran to fall from his earlier thoughts.
"I apologize. I was thinking about something." Fran forced a small smile onto his lips and looked around the area before tugging self consciously at his hat. People were staring towards them, drawing attention to the tenth.
The Millefiore could have been anywhere in the city, and it would be Fran's fault if they got to him before Xanxus did. Sighing quietly, he thought about putting an illusion over himself to make him appear differently, but there were already so many people staring, and they would notice the changes of his body if he did do that.
Instead, he turned toward the tenth again and tilted his head slightly. "Would you mind taking me to your base? I tend to draw attention, and I can't risk your life while I'm here."
Tsuna gave a small nod and pulled a cap over his head that had previously fallen on the ground. Fran guessed Hibari Kyouya had been the one to knock it down off of his head.
Tsuna led Fran toward a row of houses, and then into one of them. It was a fairly average looking house from the outside, but inside, it was covered wall to wall in electonics. It was odd to Fran, even though he had seen similar things back in the Varia buildings.
"We're staying here for the moment, so go ahead and—" The tenths words were cut off by that familiar, creepy laugh.
"Shi shi shi. I would love to play tag with you, Gokudera, but I'm afraid Froggy has just entered, so I'll probably be too busy for a rematch." The voice.. where was it coming from?
Fran ran past the Vongola and into the room that looked relatively like a living room. Sitting at the table was Belphegor with a cup of tea, and across from him, was Gokudera Hayato, who seemed rather mad at the moment.
"What are you doing here?! I don't remember Xanxus giving you orders to come here!" Fran's words were now in Italian, abandoning the Japanese he had used to talk to Tsuna. Hayato obviously understood what they were saying, but was too busy annoying the tenth with questions.
"I came to see Froggy, of course. Xanxus let me come.. after I said that I wanted to play dress-up with his little Squalo." Again, the laugh came from those soft, pink lips. The prince stood and walked over to Fran, standing in front of him. The wide grin was on his lips, reminding Fran of lions stalking their prey.. maybe a minx would be a better thing to compare the expression to.
And under that luscious blond hair, Fran could see the blue eyes staring towards his own lips, and again Fran thought of lip gloss.. maybe he should go buy Belphegor some strawberry flavored lip gloss.
Thinking about strawberry flavored lip gloss brought even worse thoughts to mind, such as actual strawberries and those wide lips—
Fran had barely been able to contain the quiet moan that had been begging to escape his throat, and Belphegor seemed to notice it. "Were you thinking about me?" He whispered quietly in italian.
The illusionist just barely nodded his head, knowing better than to lie to the prince.
"Such an odd froggy you are." Belphegor laughed again and leaned forward, just slightly, to touch his lips to Fran's. He could have sworn that the very strawberry flavored lip gloss was on the prince's lips, but he didn't bother to ask.
Instead, he just leaned into the prince more before Bel had taken two steps away from Fran, stopping the kiss.
"Later, Froggy. Later, and I'll do what I've been dying to do to you ever since you came here."