Belphegor's POV

It was all arranged. I had bribed Lussuria with the idea of the outcome, and he happily agreed to my request. The Cake Vodka and Yellow Cake mix were in a mixing bowl along with other ingredients that I had gathered before the party.

"Ohhh, I can imagine his cute pink cheeks... Ohhh!" Lussuria just about had a nosebleed. I left him in the kitchen to work.

"Bring it to my room later tonight. Ushishishi..." I left Lussuria in the kitchen and made my way back to the party. Time to get... DRUNK!

I staggered up the stairs to the balcony, peeling girls off me as I went. When I finally got outside, Fran's back was towards me. His green hair was flowing behind him like a water fall. A firework exploded, and I saw him flinch. I silently made my way towards him, knowing what I was about to do would decide the rest of the way the both of us worked together in the Varia. But this wasn't about the Varia. With my tipsy and drunken mind, I decided to take the risk. Another firework went of, and Fran's body jumped.

"You don't have to be scared." I said. Fran jumped again before turning towards me.

"I'm not scared. Just surprised me, that's all." He said. He turned back out over the ledge.

"I meant the fireworks, not me." My words were slightly slurred, but I got the point across. He didn't say anything.

"Sooo...Why are you all alone?" I asked. Instead of casually leaning on the balcony, I fell onto it, crashing my elbow and hip against the stone and I dropping my glass.

"Are you drunk?" Fran asked. I nodded my head, leaving my brain spinning.

"Ushishishi... Good observer." I said, moving closer to him. He inched away.

"So, why are you all alone? You could get anyone of those girls -or guys- out there. You're cuter than you think." I meant to leave out the second part, but my tongue slipped.

"It's my first year since leaving the lab." He said. I blinked. That's right... I stepped closer to him, and he walked backwards. Soon his back was against the corner of the balcony.

"B-Bel-S-Sempai, have you ever heard of personal space?" He stuttered. I leaned close to him, and I thought I might have seen a small pink blush spread across his face.

"I'm just helping you enjoy your New Years, that's all." He looked like he wanted to say something, but I silenced him by gently pressing my lips against his. I almost sighed with the feeling. The lips I had unconsciously wanted for so long. Mine. He didn't respond, and I was ready to pull away and claim that I was so drunk that I didn't mean to, but suddenly I felt cold hands come up to my neck and pull me closer. I smiled and kissed him harder. His small green lips began to kiss me back, and for the first time in my life, felt that I was wanted. Not wanted for my fighting style, not wanted for my killing talent, but wanted for me. I was trapped in the limbo of Fran's apple tasting lips, and I wanted to stay there forever. I pulled back for air, and Fran flinched when another firework went off.

"Still scared? We can go inside." I said. He nodded, and I carried him into my room where we stayed for the rest of the night.

Fran's POV

When I kissed him, I could almost feel my wounds healing themselves. I felt the muscle pull together, a broken heart stitching slowly to a whole once again. He was the last person I expected to be healed from, but when we collided, I felt like it was meant to be. In the first time in four years, I felt loved. And for a moment, I didn't remember swallowing those pills.

That's the last chapter, but there will be another sequel containing what Belphegor's plan is! I promise you, it will be quite entertaining... Ushishishishi...