A/N: HHHNNNGGGGG. I'm so exciteeeedddd! I'll be cosplaying Fran with my friends (Bel and Mammon) this September 16! X3 It's still far off, and I have other characters to cosplay before Fran, but STIIIILLL. I'm so fucking excited! ASDFGHKL; anyway, here's what you've all been waiting for! Sorry I haven't updated in such a long time; I've been busy (well, actually, no). Probably writer's block. And...I've been reading books and manga and watching anime so...yyyyeeeaaaaaah. Sorry. Here you go! :)

Bel honestly didn't know how he got into this situation. He didn't have school that day, and Fran kicked him out of the house for the day since he was cleaning. The prince was just happily walking around town when someone ran into him. That person was carrying a laptop, and as fate would have it, the laptop fell gorgeously onto the floor. It broke upon impact. The person who owned the laptop, a man younger than him and donning a black leather cloak, didn't really look surprised. All he did was thrust out his hand, palm facing up. He spoke out in an airy, feminine voice.

"Pay up."

Bel couldn't believe his ears.

"Ushishishi. Why should I pay you?" He scoffed, grinning and sliding his hands into his jacket pockets.

"You ran into me, ruining my laptop."

"You ran into me. It's not my fault." Bel said, shrugging.

"I'll call the police."

Bel groaned. He didn't want to make this thing bigger than it was. He sighed.

"How much is your fucking laptop?"

"A date."

Bel raised an eyebrow, not sure if he heard clearly.

"I said, how much is your laptop."

"It's worth one date."

Bel looked at the man carefully. He was smaller than him, and his hood was covering half his face. He looked really gloomy, as his outfit only consisted of black leather, but Bel couldn't help thinking how...adorable his cheeks were, especially with those really unique triangle markings.

"It's worth...a date?" Bel asked.

"Yes. If you're not going to pay, I'll call the police."

"...you're a guy, right?"

"I'll call the police."

"Alright, alright. You got yourself a date."

See? Bel didn't know how he got himself into this situation.

It was more of a sit-with-a-random-stranger-and-not-say-anything kind of date rather than the typical get-to-know-each-other. Bel could feel a really heavy atmosphere surrounding them. He didn't really care, but he wondered what the guy in the hood was thinking. Besides, he wasn't doing this because he wanted to have a date. He just wanted to pay for the laptop, and go home to his loving family- I mean, wife and son. Bel caught himself and shook his head free of such ridiculous thoughts.

"Ushishi, the prince wants to know your name." Bel said, trying to think of something else other than his family.

"The prince?" Hooded Guy turned his head towards Bel, mouth pressed into a thin line.

"Shishi. That's me, Belphegor."

"...I'm Mammon."

"...so, Mammon...what now?"

Mammon suddenly made a really weird yet cute sound, making Bel look at him. His mouth widened into his trademark Cheshire grin before chuckling.

"What was that, Mammon?"

"Wh-what?"

"Ushishishi~! That cute thing you just did!"

"C-cute...? I just sneezed, for Christ's sake!"

Bel pulled out a pack of tissue from inside his jacket and placed it on Mammon's lap, grinning before standing up and sliding his hands into his jacket pocket again. Mammon looked up at him, his mouth forming a small o.

"I need to go. A certain kid might be looking for me right now."

"What about the date?"

"Ushishishi~. You're the first person I know who sneezes that way...the prince has taken a liking to you. Let's just hang out some other day." Bel grinned at him, and walked off.

Whenever Mammon did his job, he told himself that it was strictly business. However...this stupid prince was somehow...different. He looked down at the pack of tissue on his lap and felt his heart skip a beat. He pouted and pulled out a tissue, wiping his nose. It seemed that his nose was dirty when he sneezed. For the first time ever, he suddenly felt worried about his appearance.

"Where have you been all day, stupid prince?"

Fran and Alois were doing exactly the same thing. Both had burgers in their hands, frozen in mid-air close to their mouths. Both slumped down on the couch, Indian style, and for some odd reason, Alois had the same emotionless face that Fran always had. They both said the same thing at the same time. Bel stood just a few feet away from them. He raised an eyebrow, placing his hands on his waist. It was a sight to behold; a cute and adorable sight. If only Mukuro wasn't sitting beside Fran and munching on his soggy fries, Bel would have taken a picture of them.

"I was...well, I met someone." Bel said nonchalantly, walking closer and flopping down beside Alois, causing the kid to bounce and laugh and crawl on top of him.

Fran blinked in surprise and faced Bel.

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah. Weird guy, actually...gloomy, you might say. Ushishi~!"

"...so, birds of the same feathers do flock together." Fran quipped.

"Who was he?" Mukuro piped in.

"I think his name is Mammon." Bel said matter-of-factly, throwing Alois high into the air, earning him giggles and screams from the kid (and a punch from Fran, telling him to stop or Alois might get hurt).

"Oya? What do you think of this Mammon person?" Mukuro said, resting his elbows on his knees and his chin on his clasped hands.

Bel looked at Mukuro in a strange way, but shrugged it off.

"He's...well...he's quiet. But Fran, you have to hear him sneeze."

"Why would I want to hear someone sneeze? That's some weird fetish you have there." Fran said as he took Alois back.

"Ushishishi~! The prince doesn't have a weird fetish. His sneeze is just really...cute."

"Cute, eh? Kufufufu. I'd like to hear it myself."

For some weird reason unknown to Fran, the two suddenly became engrossed into a conversation about sneezes. Fran stood up, Alois in his arms, and headed for the glass of water on top of the table. He placed Alois on the table, and took the glass. As he tipped it closer to his mouth, he caught a whiff of Bel and Mukuro's conversation. It was Bel's voice.

"Ushishishi~! Mammon was so adorable!"

At those words, Fran felt light headed. He lost his grip on the glass and it fell, shattering upon impact. Alois shrieked, shocked at the sound of the glass breaking. Fran felt a pang of pain in his heart. He heard Bel and Mukuro rushing into the kitchen, fussing over the glass shards and Alois, checking if anyone was hurt. As Mukuro volunteered to clean the mess (with a knowing smirk on his face), Bel took Alois into his arms and ushered Fran into the living room (making sure that he didn't step on any shard). Fran still couldn't focus.

"What the fuck, Fran? What was that all about?"

"Shut up, fake prince."

"What if Alois got hurt?"

"I said, shut up, Bel!" Fran raised his voice, a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence, causing Bel to actually shut up.

"What the hell's wrong with you?"

"...I don't know. Just..." Fran stood up and walked out of the flat.

It was already dark outside, but Fran didn't care. He walked off, not really going anywhere, as long as he got far from the flat. He found an abandoned warehouse and ran into it, occupying a dark corner and crouching down. He hugged his knees and stayed quiet, thinking about what happened. He really didn't know what happened. All that he knew was that when he heard Bel call a random stranger adorable, he felt something painful in his heart. He wasn't that stupid to not know what it was, but what he didn't know was why he was experiencing jealousy when it involved Bel's social life. His brows furrowed as he thought about it more. It couldn't possibly be that. It can't be. They're both guys! He groaned, burying his face into his arms.

Fran didn't go home for the night, and Bel was worried. It might not look like it, but he was starting to care for the younger man. Sure, he was a sarcastic little fucker who took every chance he got to annoy the prince, but there was just something in him that made Bel want to...well, let's just leave it at that. When he asked Fran just what the hell was wrong with him, something flashed across Fran's green eyes. His face remained pretty much the usual, but Bel knew that something was wrong. And no matter how egotistical he might sound, he knew that he was part of the reason.

That night, he slept beside Alois who had been crying ever since Fran left. Alois probably got tired from crying, and was soon sleeping, though his breathing would hitch from time to time, and Bel knew that he was probably having some weird ass nightmare about a monster eating Fran. Well, he really couldn't blame him. Neither he himself knew where Fran was at such an ungodly hour. He wanted to go out and look for him, but he couldn't leave Alois. Mukuro was nowhere to be found. He groaned.

"Papan, Maman's okay, right?"

Bel looked down, surprised. Alois was sleep talking.

"Papan...Maman needs you..." At that point, Alois sobbed, a tear rolling down his flushed cheek.

Bel bit his lip, knowing full well that it was true. No matter how much he and Fran denied it, they were already connected. He stood up carefully, crawling off the bed and placing a pillow beside Alois. He pulled up the blanket over Alois and ruffled his hair.

"I'll be right back, kid." He whispered.

"Fran!"

Bel didn't give a fuck if people were already sleeping. He ran around the neighbourhood, shouting Fran's name and looking for him. He really had no idea where he went. He was about to give up when a familiar green apron caught his eye. It lay in a crumpled heap near an alleyway. Now that he thought about it, Fran ran out of the flat still wearing his apron. He grabbed the apron and ran into the alleyway, hoping that Fran was alright.

Fran woke up with a start. He found himself still in the abandoned warehouse. He looked around and grimaced. How in the world was he able to sleep in such a dark and dirty place? He stood up and quickly walked over to the big door, and pulled it open.

Well, tried, that is.

The door wouldn't budge open. He started to break out in cold sweat. It was fucking dark and creepy, not to mention dirty, in this place. He did not dream of getting trapped in a place like this. He tried pulling on the door again, now with much more force, but still no luck. He heard chains rattling on the other side as he pulled on the door and in his inner mind, he was practically pulling his hair out. This warehouse isn't fucking abandoned. He banged on the door with his fist, his other hand still trying to open the door. He tried calling out.

"Is anybody there?"

Of course, only silence answered him.

He cursed, kicking the door before finally giving up. He slumped down on the ground (realizing only too late that it was dirty) and sighed. He was sure that someone would come eventually, so he supposed that it would be wise to just sit and wait.

However, he suddenly heard someone outside.

"Fran!"

Someone was calling him.

"Fran, are you here? Fuck, answer me!"

And that someone was incredibly rude.

"Alois is worried!"

Was that...

"And goddammit, I'm fucking worried, too!"

...Bel?

Fran scrambled into a standing position, rattling the door and calling Bel to get his attention.

"S-stupid prince! I'm here!"

"Holy shit! Fran, you're really here?"

"Yes, you idiot! Now help me!" Fran could hear the relief in his voice as he heard Bel getting closer.

"Damn. You heard everything I said?" Bel's voice was also lined with relief.

"Yes. Now please, help me get out of here. It's fucking dirty in here."

On the other side, Bel was scrutinizing the heavy chains bolting the door close. He knew his strength, but he was no Superman that he could just break these chains apart. He gave up on the idea of using the door. He scrutinized the wall beside the door, and noticed how it was rotten wood. He grinned.

"Hey, Fran. Stand back."

Bel walked a few feet away, and readied himself. He ran with full speed, jumping halfway with his foot pointed towards the wall. He kicked through the wall with so much force that he also flew in, earning a "Fuck!" from Fran. He rolled to a stop just in the middle of the warehouse. Fran ran over to him, crouching down beside him.

"That was crazy, Bel."

"Ushishishi~! You worried, froggy?"

"Froggy?"

Bel pulled the apron out from under his jacket, the frog design smiling up at Fran. Fran smiled a little.

"Didn't the stupid prince say that he was fucking worried?" Fran teased.

"What the fuck are you doing here, anyway?" Bel said, ignoring him completely, as he sat up and looked at Fran seriously.

"Well..." Fran looked away, not really planning on telling the truth.

"Well, what?"

Fran sighed. He supposed telling the truth wouldn't hurt. Besides, Bel probably wouldn't buy it, anyway.

"I was jealous when you called that Mammon person adorable." Fran said, his voice back to its usual monotone drawl.

Bel looked at Fran. He didn't know what he should be feeling, but somewhere inside him, he felt warm. Then, his body acted on its own.

He reached out to Fran, his hand resting on Fran's nape. He pulled him closer, much to the shock of the younger man, and kissed him. Fran remained still, not knowing what to do, his hands resting on Bel's chest. The silence of the night and the darkness of the warehouse didn't help him at all. Bel nipped Fran's lower lip, making the latter open his mouth. As Fran (finally) kissed back, Bel pulled him onto his lap, arms wrapping around the younger man. Fran straddled him with his legs and wrapped his arms around Bel's neck, savouring every second of their...endeavour. After a while, they finally broke the kiss, panting and gasping for air. Fran rested his forehead against Bel's as they tried to catch their breath.

"...you do not tell my brother about any of this..." Fran whispered, bringing his face down to rest on the crook of Bel's neck.

"Ushishishi...Like I'd share this with anyone..." Bel purred, nibbling on Fran's ear, earning him a soft moan.

"S-stop that..." Fran whined.

"You don't have to be jealous, Fran." Bel said, his voice getting serious as his hold on Fran tightened.

Fran remained quiet.

"You don't have to be jealous because I'm yours."

A/N: HOLY SHIT ALL THE FEEEEEELS. KYAAAAAA. *insert crazy episode of fangirling, extreme nose bleeding and excessive ovary exploding* Of course, it won't be that easy for Bel and Fran~. Kufufufu~! Get ready for temptations, conflicts, problems, depression and shit! Read and review, miloves!