Disclaimer: Akira Amano has made Katekyo Hitman REBORN!

Claimer: I own the OCs and plot; nothing more, nothing less.

Warnings: takes place before Gola Mosca is attained; some blood, violence; somewhat intense limes; possibly suggested sexual content (if you want to see it)

Pairings: BelOC, slight OCOC

She couldn't stop spitting onto the cement to get the disgusting feeling and taste out of her mouth.

The gunman is walking down the sidewalk as fast as she can. She's stiff and it's beginning to hurt her whole body. She can't stop rubbing her mouth and the skin feels raw. The view she's taken on the recent events is that the knife-thrower had insulted her in the worst way. Some of her feelings toward this didn't make any sense, but she has these feelings anyway.

Belphegor insulted her vengeance on him where she was trying to kill him by forcing that kiss. She hates every shred of being in him and he had to force her into that kiss so she feels violated, dirty and tainted. She couldn't stop the tense shaking in the core of her body.

Aria pulls herself into an alley and takes a turn at the first right. She pushes her back into the wall and slides down even if the brick pulls at her hair and, in turn, it prickles her skull. She can feel the rough brick rubbing against the back of her head but she doesn't care. She's clenching her eyes and teeth. Her teeth are hurting from the clenching and from being rammed into Belphegor's own teeth, and she's biting her sucker's stick terribly. Aria digs her nails into her palms to where it hurts, but she can't comprehend it. She hits her clenched fists onto her knees.

God! Aria screams in her head. She can't seem to form any words through her pure chaotic sense of mind. She repeats this screaming in her mind, that word being the only comprehensible word she can remotely think up at all.

Aria relaxes somewhat after hitting her knees and screaming in her mind. She digs her nails into her knee so that the fabric of her pants can stop her from making herself bleed. She's no longer clenching her teeth because she's heavily breathing to try to calm herself further. Her eyes are lightly clenched shut, not wanting to see the world around her because she feels like that tainting also changed the way she sees things.

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Aria's eyes shoot open as she looks forward with a slight gasp. She immediately sees a mess of blond in front of her, and then she's able to see the white toothy smile. Belphegor is crouching in front of her, running the tip of his silver knife up and down her leg. Her face opens up into what looks like terror, but in all honesty, it's just that she looks so angry that she looks scared.

Belphegor could learn to love this face of hers.

"Ushishishi, it's about time you show your paper heart on your sleeve. Are you angry? Did I do something wrong?"

Belphegor puts his free hand on the wall behind her, right beside her face. He lifts himself up a bit so that he can lean over her knees. His toothy grin turns into a normal smile as he attempts to attach their lips together again, but Aria won't let it happen a second time.

The gunman grabs a handful of Prince the Ripper's blond locks, and she smashes their heads together. She then pushes Belphegor away from her so that he lands on his royal behind. Belphegor holds his head and he looks like he honestly doesn't understand what suddenly brought the violence on. Both of their heads throb painfully.

"Tch, you're such a girl," Belphegor states as he rubs the spot on his head and picks up his knife to make it disappear back into his sleeve.

Do it, kill him now, a soft voice purrs in Aria's mind. What have you got to lose? Don't you remember what he did to our precious parents?

No, not yet. He wouldn't suffer correctly. He's just toying with me, he isn't attached enough to be shocked when I kill him with my own hands, Aria manages to counter as she stares at Belphegor, somehow able to lower her anger so that she isn't glaring at him with so much hate. That voice seems to back down, but it leaves Aria with the feeling of disappointment. She just had to be patient is all. When had she gone so overboard as to speak to herself in such a crude way?

"Don't touch me ever again."

"Ushishishi, a peasant has no right to order a royal prince around."

Prince the Ripper swipes forward, making the gunman see a flash of silver before it's gone just as quickly. She blinks in surprise, wondering what just happened. A slit on her lip suddenly cracks open and the gunman cringes as she touches the small wound. Prince the Ripper grins, happy that he could finally muster up the courage to at least put a cut on the right place. The gunman is surprised that he cut her as well.

"What was that for?" she asks with a troubled stare down, as if trying to see her lip.

Belphegor lurches forward. He shoves himself in between Aria's legs where there was a little space. He grabs her face and assaults the cut on her lip with his mouth. Aria stiffens as Belphegor gives a combination of kissing her and lapping up and sucking out the blood from her lip. Aria puts her hands on Belphegor's shoulders to try and shove him off, but Belphegor grabs a handful of her hair so that he can pull, and hurt her with every push she tries to make, to the point that she just stops struggling altogether.

The taste of metallic blood and cherries has become Prince the Ripper's favorite taste. He has to have it more often than just this moment.

Aria manages to shake her head so that she isn't kissing Belphegor. They're breathing heavily since they were beginning to run out of breath. Aria glares at Belphegor, looking pathetically troubled in Prince the Ripper's view. She looks deadly serious as she demands, "Stop it!"

"Ushishishi, I don't want to. What are you going to do? Are you going to shoot me?" Belphegor asks with a grin, a smudge of Aria's blood on his lip.

Oh… so that's what he was after. He was provoking her into trying to kill him. He knew she would be blinded with rage when he tried this, and she might even spill her personal vendetta with him would be. What a troublesome and cruel person this guy is.

She had to endure this for two more days?

Belphegor brings Aria's head forward again and leans in. She grabs a handful of Belphegor's locks and they both begin to pull at the other's hair. Prince the Ripper is enjoying the struggle and pain. Suddenly, the gunman is enjoying another idea completely. She kisses the prince back. Belphegor finds this to be a rather odd twist to the plot but doesn't argue as they push their lips together in a way that might leave bruises tomorrow. Because of these events, Prince the Ripper might actually be getting attached to the gunman, and that's the idea she's enjoying.

After a while of not being able to breathe, both assassins pull away to take deep gasps of breath. The smudge of Aria's blood is no longer on Belphegor's lip. Belphegor gives a weak chuckle as Aria continues to weakly glare.

"Ushishishi… I told you I would make you love me."

"Retard, I still detest you. What makes you think I love you? Don't get weird ideas out of nowhere," Aria spats.

Belphegor pulls forward again, crashing his lips onto Aria's. She returns it again, and Prince the Ripper can feel the anger and hate being spilled out in the contact. The gunman can feel the killer amusement in Belphegor's movements as they continue for a few moments before pulling away again, having still been breathless from last time. So their breathing is more labored this time around. This was an odd cycle.

"Get off of me."

The older Italian girl shoves the younger Italian boy off. She gets up and holds her lips with a glare at nothing in specific. It looks like she's trying to check to see if she's bleeding, and she is. She starts to lick at the cut on her lip to, eventually, stop the bleeding. Belphegor gives a winded laugh as he gets up. Aria begins walking and Belphegor trails behind her with a rather large grin.

"I'll make you love me, peasant. It's inevitable that you will; I'm a prince after all."

Belphegor gets no response.

The Prince frowns at being ignored. There was no way that this girl is going to revert back to square one after what had just commenced a few moments ago. She can't just do that to someone like Prince the Ripper. It really seems like it can't be helped.

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Aria wakes up the next day. She blinks warily and yawns quietly. She doesn't want to turn around and see how far away or close Belphegor will be this time.

When they had gotten to the hotel, Belphegor was surprisingly quiet and with no grin or chuckle coming from him. Aria thought that this was better and didn't say anything either. They simply got ready and went to sleep. The gunman preferred that things end this way after what happened yesterday. She couldn't feel as angry as she wanted to when she went to sleep, although the events wore her out enough to knock her out.

Aria had another rather odd dream when she went to sleep that night. It doesn't make her feel very good when she thinks back on how it turned out. Why was it that her dreams involved Belphegor, and that they turned out to be so weird?

She had dreamed that she was a doll, and a younger-looking Belphegor tended to play with her too often even though there were more flashy dolls and toys around. In this dream, it seemed to take place over the lifetime of his childhood. He would play with her, sleep with her, and hug her whenever he felt it was necessary. He sometimes even kissed her head when he thought she did something of her own will.

Then, when it came to being a teenager, he placed her in a glass case. After that, she just watched his life go by before Beto came along and took her out of her glass case when Belphegor was sleeping in his room. Belphegor had suddenly woken up, and this caused Beto to drop Aria to the ground and her head broke. The last thing she saw were flashes of silver, and then splashes of red before everything went black.

Aria decides now would be a good time to turn over. She slowly turns so that she's on her back and then she blinks when she sees Belphegor, once again, sleeping in her bed. He's a little closer than last night, and that troubles the gunman to the point of furrowing her brow as she stares. She almost thinks that if she stares long and hard enough, she'll find out why he's slept near her again.

Why has he been getting so close recently?

"Hey, get up and get out of my bed, fool."

"… Ushishishi, you're awake already?"

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The gunman had tried to make the older Italian pay up the rest of the money, but he couldn't. The bank wouldn't let him. This depressed her because that meant that she still had to spend the whole day with Belphegor around. Even when they get the money tomorrow, she would still have to spend the day with him all over again on the car ride back to the Varia's castle. Hopefully, before that time, she would get the chance to shoot his brains out.

Aria has to act like she's infatuated with Beto again. It's easier to resist his charms because she isn't quite paying attention, but her act was sufficient to get no suspicion from the brown-haired man. He tried to invite her for lunch or dinner, but Belphegor ended up butting in and saying that they had to get going. The shameless man had the nerve to say he'd see both of them again tomorrow and then throw a "subtle" glance at Belphegor.

Aria is now left alone with Belphegor again as they head toward the hotel. She doesn't want to head there, though, with so much time to spare. A lot could happen in that large span of time. If only she could've elongated her time spent with Beto and getting that money from him, then things would be slightly better. She sticks a cherry sucker into her mouth to possibly forget something worth forgetting.

"Ushishishi~"

Aria blinks in response to Belphegor's sudden giggle. She wants to turn her head to see what's got him in this sudden mood, but she decides against it. She doesn't really want anything to do with Belphegor. Maybe she could even manage to convince him to let her go get some lunch while he goes back to the hotel. Then she could avoid him the rest of the day. It would be easy because he won't be following her everywhere. Either way, even if Aria wanted to know the reason for his giggle or didn't want to know, she's going to find out anyway.

"I want to cut you again, Aria."

Aria turns immediately upon hearing her name. It sounds so odd and pleasing coming from Prince the Ripper. She doesn't like this reaction at all. It still sounds like his voice is like a voice beckoning to her through a dream. He has a rather large grin as he's looking right at the gunman. She knows by now that every time he's cut her, it earns her some kind of close physical contact from Prince the Ripper.

"And I don't want you to cut me again. Seems we're at a stand-still. You can't do it anyway because there are people around. Do you want to ruin everything?" Aria asks to keep the knife-thrower calm.

"Oh, I'm just warning you for what's to eventually come. Ushishishi, I particularly enjoy the feel of your tearing flesh when I cut you, even if it's only been a little."

Aria is quiet as they head to the hotel. After that little statement from Prince the Ripper, she had lost her appetite. She couldn't go anywhere except for the hotel because if she tried going anywhere else, the boy would surely follow. She couldn't put off the inevitable, apparently, so she might as well face it pretty soon.

When they enter the hotel, the woman from the first night is there. She suddenly gives a smile and waves to the two of them. She makes a comment about how they've seemed to have gotten over their lover's quarrel. Before Aria could politely retaliate, Belphegor takes her hand and puts her fingers near his lips, hardly brushing their skin together.

"Ushishishi, naturally~"

"Have fun~!" the woman calls as Belphegor pulls Aria along.

"Oh, we intend to. Ushishishi~"

Aria gulps at the small conversation held between Belphegor and the woman. How could she be calm about this? There was only one thing she had to do, and she didn't necessarily want to incur Prince the Ripper's wrath. There was no choice as they close in on their hotel room's door. What choice did she have but to use her weapon?

Once Belphegor opens the door to the room and goes inside. Aria hesitantly trails behind him. She would have to do something, unfortunately. Belphegor turns around with a fan of knives in both hands. He's intending to really cut her, isn't he? But what Belphegor was met with, instead of a girl, was a large gun.

Aria doesn't hesitate in shooting.

Instead of a normal bullet coming out, a bullet of slime blows up as soon as it hits the open air. It spreads out and completely wraps itself around Prince the Ripper. Belphegor falls over, completely unable to move his arms since they're stuck to his body because of the sticky substance. Aria looks down at him as he scowls.

"Tch, what is this?"

"It's my weapon. I like guns, but sometimes I don't want to hurt someone or I have to capture someone. I can't hurt you because of obvious reasons, so I just left you immobilized. Eventually, the slime will harden and you might be able to break out of it. But as for now, you're just going to lie there," Aria explains as she flicks her sucker to the side of her mouth so that she can speak.

If only the gunman knew that Prince the Ripper doesn't stay in one place for very long.

I was hoping to get a situation where it has some intense and deep feelings. I'm thinking I somewhat hit the mark, but I won't know unless you guys tell me. I hope that you enjoyed the update, although I'll understand if you don't. I think some people tend to get turned off when there's any romance or kissing between an actual character and an OC. I REALLY NEED FEEDBACK!

I need THREE reviews before I update. As I've updated this, I just started the next update so it might take a while.