The Millefiore had made another move, making it impossible for Fran and Belphegor to return to the Varia base for a while. If they were to leave, then they would have gotten caught.
Airways were being closely monitored, and if they were caught in an area like that, not even the Mist illusions would save them. It was disappointing, but something that they had to deal with.
The Vongola had been kind enough to let the two stay with them for the time being, and as much as the Varia hated the tenth, they would have to live with the fact that they were the only ones around willing to help them.
"Belphegor! Get back here so I can have my rematch!" Gokudera Hayato hadn't given up on the rematch yet. He was still the child from ten years in the past, and unless an emergency involving Sawada Tsunayoshi came up, he followed Belphegor around like an annoying kitten.
"The prince doesn't feel like a fight right now." Belphegor covered the yawn that past through his lips and dropped back onto Fran, who seemed to be spacing off.
The last few days, Bel had been using Fran as his own personal pet. The illusionist didn't seem to mind at all, even though he did occasionally make rude comments to the storm guardian, gaining a few new wounds in his arms and back. That was the one thing he never gave up on. Fran refused to be called weak in any sort of way, and that included being weak minded. No matter how much he liked the prince, he refused to act like an obedient dog.
The others of the household found it strange; the way Belphegor had been abusing Fran, it seemed almost like they were.. "together." Of course, it seemed to Fran that Sawada and Hibari were together, and that Gokudera and Yamamoto might have had something, but for the Varia to be coupling together like that must have just seemed odd to them, or something.
"You only won because of how stupid you were!" The young Vongola storm guardian yelled.
"Stupid? I am a Genius Prince." Belphegor laughed quietly, nibbling on the pocky he had managed to get from the kitchen before Bianchi had the change to get to them. He seemed to have a thing for sweets, which surprised Fran. After all, the prince was so skinny, and he never seemed to work out at all, except for when he fought.
"Ha!" Gokudera frowned and turned away from the prince, his face red with rage. Fran would have been mad, too, if he had wanted to fight against someone and they refused. Then again, he would have just made them fight. But here in the base, fighting was not something that they should have done. They could give away their hiding place, and get caught by the Millefiore.
"Well well well, Froggy. I'm getting bored. Amuse me." The devilish grin was back in place on his lips. Fran sighed quietly and shifted his weight from side to side, still not comfortable with the way the prince seemed to cling to him. He was always waiting for the knives that he usually received.
"What am I supposed to do about your boredom? We're stuck in this house for now, so there's not much we can do." And what was he to do? Dance around like the town fool for a king? That would have probably had Belphegor amused, but he would have felt like an idiot.
Bel shrugged his shoulders and leaned his back on Fran's chest, crossing his arms over his chest. His hair seemed to be getting even shaggier than before. Maybe it was close to the time to get a hair cut?
" Shi shi shi. Let's make Froggy into a prince today." Fran's eyes widened at the words. Belphegor was going to turn him into a prince? In his mind, he mentally pictured himself, dressed as the prince, with the crown resting on the side of his head.
The blond laughed again, this time at the expression on the illusionist's face. "Yes, let's do that today." He shifted until he was facing Fran, his legs on either side of the other's waist. "Mm'.." Bel tilted his head, making the hair that usually covered his eyes move to reveal a sliver of blue.
Fran was always captivated with the slight glances he received of Belphegor's eyes, and couldn't wait until he got the chance to see those beautiful blue eyes fully.
Hands reached out to Fran's head, first pulling off the hat and then ruffling the illusionist's hair. Those beautifully crafted fingers reached toward their owners head tugged off the crown before reaching back toward Fran's hair and placing the crown on top of the young boy's hair.
"Not my best work, but it will do." The devilish grin faded into an almost smile, and Fran could have sworn that those eyes were looking longingly to Fran. And then the hair shifted again, covering those beautiful blue eyes.
Fran frowned, his hand reaching up to gently pluck the crown from his head and placed it back on Belphegor's head. He wasn't a prince, after all. That crown had no place on his head.
"Fran-san?" A soft, quiet voice called from behind him. It was obviously Tsuna; no one else in the house sounded like that.
"Mm'..?" Fran turned his grey gaze toward the young Vongola leader, the frown still on his lips. Belphegor turned towards Tsuna, his frown mirroring Fran's.
"Well, we can't go out because we're easily recognized and all but, with your illusions, we thought that maybe.." Tsuna's words trailed off when his eyes focused on Belphegor's expression, which Fran couldn't see at all because of the way they were sitting. Belphegor was still on his lap, but he was turned towards Tsuna.
"Froggy isn't your pet, and he won't do what you tell him to. He'll only listen to me, and Xanxus, of course. He's not a Vongola toy." The tone Bel used was much harsher than he usually used, and it confused Fran.
"I don't have anything else to do, so I'll go along with you. I want some food that I like, anyways. This house is getting full of poisonous food, and I refused to eat any of that." Fran shrugged his shoulders and ignored the glare he could feel coming from Belphegor. He didn't have any money left, and the Vongola did.
"Froggy isn't going anywhere without me." The prince wrapped his arms around Fran's shoulders and wiggled slightly to get in a position that would allow Fran to stand, but not without dragging Bel with him.
The illusionist stood slowly, casting his spell on Tsuna, Hibari, and Gokudera who had been closely behind the two. The Hell Ring on his finger had flames covering the top of it, but they didn't burn him at all. It was almost a comforting heat. Fran then turned towards Belphegor, and with a smile on his lips, transformed himself in to a more normal appearing version, and gave Belphegor slightly longer hair, along with a purple and black stripped skirt and a more feminine body. The flames died out, and Fran pulled a chain from his pocket to seal its power.
The prince just laughed at his new appearance and moved around, causing the skirt to move in the slight wind. The entire group besides him had a normal appearance, which was ironic. After all, it was usually Fran who stood out among the Varia.
"At least I'm pretty." Even his voice had a feminine ring to it. The prince's arms remained tight around Fran's shoulders, and through the illusion, Fran could feel the others flat chest pressed tightly to his own. He found this funny, since it was Bel who was slightly taller than himself.
Fran turned on his heels toward the door, the prince still clinging to him like a lost child. The Vongola followed after them, too afraid of the Varia to try to get in front. Hibari, on the other hand, walked behind them all, a frown on his now business man-like face.
Fran opened the door with the arm that Belphegor hadn't been attached to and walked out. "Where to, Vongola?"
"The market." The Vongola also had a feminine appearance. After all, out of the entire group, he was the shortest, and he was the one who seemed to get taken advantage of most. Fran found that the appearance fit Tsuna well.
Fran walked over to the market, ignoring the feet that seemed to kick into his shins every few seconds, weather on purpose or accident. After a few minutes, those thing legs wrapped around his waist, making it easier to walk around but harder to look "normal."
The skirt had ridden up high on the feminine legs, and if Fran could have without having the Millefiore find out, he would have given the female Belphegor pants. It didn't matter that the girl was just an image similar to Bel himself, it was still his prince underneath that.
Tsuna stared at the two in disbelieve before shaking his head and walking into a store. Hibari followed close behind him, and after him, Gokudera followed, frowning.
Belphegor laughed when the other three with them disappeared and untangled his limbs from Fran's, pulling him towards a dark alleyway. "So, Froggy, want to have some fun?"
Fran blinked. As the illusionist who had cast the illusion, he could see under it as plain as day. The smile on Belphegor's lips both excited him and made him want to run away at the same time.