A/N: I'm still clueless as to what should happen in this chapter. Ideas aren't coming at all. *pouts*

Warning/Disclaimers: Extreme cussing by our sexy Varia. Gokudera's a potty mouth, too, so watch out! KHR belongs to Amano Akira-san. :)

Random: Have you guys listened to Bel's second character song? It's called Bloody Prince, and good lord, his voice is so...*melts* Oh, and speaking of character songs, Bel and Fran sang their own version of Lambo and I-Pin's Tanoshikunacchau Uta. You can hear Bel laughing, and practically enjoying his duet with his froggy. *melts again*

Chapter Five: Confessions of a Bloody Prince

The fourth day of their one week vacation was awkward as fuck. Bel and Fran couldn't even manage to stand beside each other without their faces turning tomato red. Ever since that steamy night at the beach with the prince, Fran spent more time collecting crabs, probably so that he wouldn't have to be near his senpai 24/7. Bel, too, practically lived in his tent. He couldn't face Fran without remembering how those soft lips felt perfect on his princely lips. He couldn't face the frog without remembering how his tongue tasted. Bel always ended up turning tomato red when he remembered it. Lussuria, on the other hand, was enjoying every bit of their awkwardness.

"Bel, I think Fran likes you, too." He whispered to the prince.

"He's just disgusted. I'm sure." Bel pouted.

"Mouu~. Stop being so negative~!"

"..."

"I saw how he kissed you-

"Y-you saw?"

"Oh, I was watching~! Ohoho~!"

Lussuria ran for his life, dodging the prince's knives. He headed for Fran, wanting to know both sides. He found the illusionist crouching in the middle of ten bucketfuls of crabs. Lussuria wondered if Fran will be bringing back those crabs to the Varia mansion.

"Franny, dear~!"

Fran glanced at Lussuria, nodded his head, and went back to collecting crabs.

"Franny, may I talk to you?"

"You're already talking to me, Luss-nee."

"What do you think about Bel?"

Fran tensed, blood rushing up to his face. He kept on staring at the crabs, but Lussuria knew that Fran heard him loud and clear. And that blush was undeniably cute.

"Franny, are you oka-

"Yes, I am absolutely fine. I am not blushing, Luss-nee." Fran said monotonously, facing Lussuria as if he wanted to show him that he wasn't blushing.

"You are!"

"No, no, I'm not. It's your imagination; an illusion per se." Fran waved his hand dismissively.

"I-if you say so." Lussuria scratched his head.

"What did you come here to talk about?"

"It's about Bel." Lussuria smiled at him.

Fran tensed at the prince's name, which Lussuria didn't fail to notice.

"What about the stupid, fake prince-senpai?"

"Do you like him?"

"He's always trying to stab me."

"..."

"...he's verbally abusive."

"..."

"...sometimes, physically, too."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"What do you want me to say, Luss-nee?"

"Do you like him?"

"...what do you mean, like?" He was blushing harder.

"Do. You. Liiiike. Bel?"

Fran looked away and stared at the crab. Then he nodded, which sent Lussuria jumping up and down, squealing like a little girl. He practically jumped on the illusionist, squeezing him and squealing much like a mother who just found her recently lost child. Fran was turning blue.

"L-Luss-nee...Ican'tbreathe...!" He muttered.

"Oh my~! I'm sorry~!" Lussuria chirped, letting go of the limp Fran.

Fran sat up and pouted, his cheeks tinted pink.

"Don't tell anybody about this, Luss-nee. Especially the stupid prince." Fran gave Lussuria a glare worthy of being called the death glare, which sent the flamboyant assassin nodding.

"Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-what?"

Belphegor, who was half-naked as it was extremely hot on the goddamned island, was staring incredulously at Lussuria, who had his hands clasped in front of him and squealing gleefully. The visible part of Bel's face was blushing red.

"He-he said that?" Bel couldn't believe his princely ears.

"Yup~! He likes youuuu~!" Lussuria clapped his hands happily.

"Wh-what am I gonna do, Luss?" The prince was simply horrified.

He hadn't expected the frog to have the same feelings as him. He didn't even expect that the frog swung that way. He was utterly shocked.

"Tell him how you feel~!"

Bel pondered over this thought.

Tsuna was watching as his two best friends sat on the beach, his face red from embarrassment while an awkward atmosphere surrounded the two. He was about to call them to lunch (made by Chrome and himself) when he saw Gokudera yelling at Yamamoto (their normal way of conversing), when Yamamoto's hand suddenly shot out, grabbing Gokudera by the collar and smashing the Storm guardian's lips with his. Tsuna found himself utterly embarrassed to be there, a witness in his two best friends' intimate moment. He wanted to walk, run, crawl, roll- heck, even fly- as long as he got away from that ultra private moment. But his legs were frozen on the spot. He watched as Gokudera struggled free, breaking the kiss. He could see his right hand man's face tinged a deep shade of red as he yelled at Yamamoto, while the baseball team star just chuckled, scratching his neck. Tsuna knew that Gokudera liked Yamamoto, and vice versa, but they were both too shy to admit it (Gokudera was a tsundere and everybody knew that). The Storm guardian finally stopped yelling and looked down at the sand, pouting. He suddenly leaned forward, placing his lips against the surprised Rain guardian's. They stayed like that, Yamamoto happily kissing back, his hand behind Gokudera's head, pulling him closer. Tsuna really didn't want to see this. Sure, he was happy that finally, they were together...but he didn't really plan on witnessing that moment. So now, we see our dear Vongola Decimo hiding behind a tree and trying to calculate when he should come out. Yamamoto and Gokudera had just broken away from the kiss, and we're trying to identify exactly what colour the seawater was (to avoid looking at each other). It was then that a certain clumsy boss made his appearance.

"Tsuna! What's taking you so- aah!"

CRAAASH!

Gokudera and Yamamoto swivelled their heads around, staring at the source of the noise. They saw their boss and his supposed older brother crumpled in a heap near a grove of palm trees, looking very much like...spaghetti. Tsuna could only whine in pain as Dino tried (with failed attempts) at untangling them both.

"Juudaime!"

"Tsuna! Dino-san!"

The two ran over and helped their two friends. At the back of their minds, a certain kiss was still lingering.

"Oi, froggy."

Humming.

"Froggy."

More humming.

"Fran!"

And more humming.

"Goddammit, Fran! Listen to me!"

Fran finally acknowledged his senpai's presence, turning and facing the prince with a bored look. Fran hated to admit it, but seeing Bel wearing only beach shorts was...well...let's just leave it at that. Bel's body was lean and toned, and the illusionist didn't fail to notice his sexy- I mean, well toned abs. Fran gulped, trying to stop his train of thought that was undeniably being driven by his raging hormones. He was having a hard time maintaining that bored look on his face, especially when Bel bit his lower lip, contemplating on what he should say.

"Uhh..." Bel managed to say.

"Is the prince's brain finally turning to soup?" Fran resorted to sarcasm to fight his raging hormones.

"Shut it, froggy! I'm trying to think!"

"How can you think when your brain's all soup-y?"

Bel really didn't know what he saw in the illusionist. He was cute, sure. Those little triangle markings under his eyes reminded him so much of Mammon, his incredibly cute best friend. Actually, Fran kind of reminded him of the little Arcobaleno. They were both annoying, both illusionists, both devoid of facial expressions and most of all...both adorable. If they were so similar, how come he likes Fran in that way, while he regarded Mammon only as a friend? He really didn't know the answer. He just knew that Fran was different. Fran was unique, in some way. Fran was...

Special.

Bel blushed. Now he was having a much harder time thinking on how he should- Bel gulped- confess. It wasn't really princely, in his opinion, but Lussuria had told him that if he thought that Fran would make the first move, then he was utterly wrong. It was like saying that Xanxus wears lolita clothing everyday, and kills people with his Moe Moe Kyuun~ powers. Bel shuddered at the thought.

"Well, senpai? Are you just going to stand there and gawk like the stupid prince you are, or are you actually going to say something?" Fran quipped.

Bel took in a deep breath, and exhaled. He was ready. He was ready as he will ever be. He was ready to fucking roll...that is, until Fran leaned forward, dangerously close to Bel's face, and blew on the prince's fringe, sending a shiver running up and down the latter's spine. Bel backed off (rather comically) and pointed accusingly at Fran.

"Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-what the fuck was that for, huh?"

"I wanted to read your mind, and I can't do that if I can't see your face. So, I tried to move your fringe." Fran replied innocently.

"D-don't do that! Fuck, don't do that again! It's really not helping me!" Bel spluttered.

"Helping you in what, pray tell, dear prince." Fran said, yawning.

Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seatbelts. Here comes the impulsive and in-love prince with his talk-before-you-think strategy. Well, he really didn't do it on purpose but...he was flustered already. His mind was going all wonky.

"I fucking like you, okay? You blowing on my fringe isn't really helping me think-

Bel suddenly realized what he just said and cursed all the gods that he knew. He watched as Fran tried to form words, and failed. The illusionist's face was turning red. They stood on the beach in front of each other, blushing, surprised and quiet. Finally, Fran broke the awkward silence (Bel called it fucking, shitty, crappy awkward goddamned silence).

"Senpai..." Fran's voice was quiet.

"...What?" Bel didn't dare raise his voice than necessary.

Fran looked up at him, face devoid of any sarcasm or boredom. His face was genuinely...yearning for the truth.

"Are you serious?" The illusionist whispered.

He was afraid that the prince was just leading him on. The prince was cruel, and that was a fact. He couldn't let the prince see that he was happy at his declaration of love. But his emotions betrayed him, and slowly but surely, happiness and hope was flooding the younger man's face. Bel could only do so much to prevent himself from raping- I mean, from hugging his adorable kouhai.

"...has the prince ever lied to you?"

"Yes." Fran replied automatically.

"Wha- you were supposed to say no!"

Fran laughed, which was simply the most wonderful thing that Bel had ever heard (his victims' screams only coming third. If you're as dirty minded as me, you'd already know what the second thing is *wiggles eyebrows*).

"Fran, I'm serious." Bel said.

Fran blushed harder.

"I like you."

Silence.

"I really like you." Bel was starting to feel...nervous.

Why wasn't Fran saying anything?

"I really do, so-

"Wait." Fran interrupted.

"What?"

"Shut up first and listen to me." Fran demanded.

Bel obeyed (he blamed his feelings for his un-princely action).

"Senpai, I like you, too." Fran said, looking at Bel.

"...fuck, really?" Bel couldn't believe his ears.

He really thought that Lussuria was lying to him when he said that Fran liked him, too.

"But..."

Uh-oh. This is why everybody hates that word.

"How can I know that the stupid prince is being honest?" Fran asked.

Bel instinctively grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him closer, the younger man's face pressing against his bare chest. He buried his face on the illusionist's head, his voice muffled by teal locks.

"I don't like you..." Bel said.

Fran could suddenly feel his heart breaking. He started pushing away, only to stop when he heard Bel's next words.

"I love you, Fran."

A/N: Slow update is slow. HAHA. OMG I DON'T KNOW WHERE THIS STORY IS GOING. DUHURHURHUUUUURRR. Read and reviews pleeaasseee~! I'm motivated to update when I get more reviews. *wiggles eyebrows*