Okay so this is a KHR RP with Belyxsh...well, another one. It's basically the same as WDNTW but we're going to make it NO LESS than 3-4 sentences. Okay, you know the drill.

 

 

Couple

 

Jil x Fran

 

 

Belyxsh, start it off my lovely partner :'D~

(Yes he is.)

 

Bel came back up about an hour later with a Sprite. "Hi!" He greeted, forced to come back up here by Bani, who was still mad at him for rejecting her 'affection.'

Squalo looked at the blond before looking back at the ceiling in discontent.

"Hi." He said bluntly, closing his eyes momentarily before opening them again as he fought back another sneeze.

"Ushishi. Holding in your sneezes can't be good, y'know." He shrugged, handing him the Sprite. "No matter...Bani told me to give this to you because she can't do it herself." He gave him the normal insane grin, flashing his teeth.

"Yeah, yeah.." Squalo murmured, taking the cold can swiftly. He wrinkled his nose. He didn't even like Sprite. He preferred GingerAle over anything. Besides, he didn't even drink soda. "The brat still upset?" He asked uncaring, noting Bel's bright smile. He suppressed the shivers that ran down his spine.

"I guess so. But I wouldn't know since I was pushed out before I could get in on the conversation," He paused to frown. But it reappeared as quickly as it had left. "But I just came to check on you." With that, he turned to leave.

Squalo looked at the brat curiously as he headed out to leave.

"Wait," He paused. What was he going to say? Are you okay? He was Squalo Superbi for God's sake. Superbi's have Pride and they don't care about others.

"Mm?" He turned briefly. "What is it?" He didn't think it was anything important since he didn't normally care about anyone else.

Squalo bit his lip...giving out a heaving sigh. He wanted to ask but...

"No, it's nothing. Never mind." He said, looking anywhere but at Bel. The brat was just moody is all. Yeah, that had to be it. He was just...moody.

"It doesn't seem like nothing~ Tell me~" He insisted, regaining his lilt and wondering what he was going to say. Maybe it was a little more than what he previously thought.

Squalo rolled his eyes. Great now the brat was curious.

"It's nothing Bel, go back downstairs. And tell Bani to stop being a brat." He ordered, struggling to keep his voice low. His throat hurt.

He giggled. "That's no fun~" He turned to leave, pausing before he did so. He wouldn't let him see his frown. "I...hope you get better."

(Aw, that's cute! Bel doesn't want him to see his frown and Squalo doesn't want him to see his smile?)

 

Squalo wasn't expecting that, his mind spinning at a dizzing rate. He couldn't comprehend what Bel had said. He...wanted him to get better?

"Um...thanks." He said lowly, leaning back in his bed, utterly perplexed.Why would Bel of all people care about him? This is why I hate being sick...

 

(Next day y/n?)

(Yeah.)

 

Bel sat in front of a TV, with Bani at his side, though she was asleep. He didn't know why she'd fall asleep during a slasher movie, since she loved them, but he shrugged it off. It wasn't any good in the first place. He reclined back a little, relaxing his eyes a little.

(Cool How's you project coming along?)

 

Squalo's face paled, his hand quivering just barely as he leaned against the wall. He knew this day would come, but he didn't think it woukd be so soon. But his enemy decided to hit him at his greatest sign of weakness. The stairs. He was unstable as it is and now...this shit was just rediculous. Sighing he took an uncertain step forward, his foot shaking.

"Oh suck it up you worthless limb!" Squalo hissed, moving a little to quickly. Bad move. His leg gave way and down tumbled Squalo, yelping as he rolled down the many flights of stairs.

 

( Funny as hell visual right there)

(Oh, fine. And AAAAAAHHHH SQUALO FELL DOWN THE STAIRS. It probably looked like this:

)

 

Bel heard the series of bumps and ran to go see what happened. He stifled a laugh as he saw Squalo collapsed at the bottom of the stairs. He offered him his hand, giving him a smile. "Need some help getting up, sharkie?"

( It so did! Now just times that by like 10 because there are a lot of floors in the Varia mansion O_O)

 

Squalo groaned, looking up at Bel irritated.

"Brat...this isn't funny." He growled, wincing as he attempted to get up on his own. Not likely. He sighed, taking the hand offered.

"I'm not 'sharkie'."

"Ushishishi. So did you come down here for something or what?" He asked, ignoring him for now. Psh, he'll call him 'sharkie' whenever he wants. And yeah, actually it WAS funny.

Squalo rolled his eyes, nodding in the general direction of the kitchen.

"Yeah, just some chocolate Lussuria picked up for me." He growled, blowing some hair out of his face. "You guys are firetrucking deaf apparentl. I called down to you allat least eight times. Nearly coughed up a lung to..."

(Chocolate + Squalo = Squalo covered in chocolate? <)

 

Bel pouted. "I'm sorry~~ Almost everyone is asleep because it's kinda late~" He said cutely, getting the chocolate for him. "Here."

Squalo grinned, eagerly taking the bowl of melted chocolate from Bel, lapping some of it off his finger eagerly.

"Thanks." He looked curiously at Bel. "What time is it?"

 

(Noooo, try Chocolate Covered Bel ;D)

(*hyperventilation* YUS!)

 

"11:45." He informed him, yawning. "I'm about ready to go to bed." He looked over at Bani, asleep on the couch. "I wouldn't stay up too late or you can forget about getting better anytime soon. Ushishi."

Squalo nodded in agreement, moving to put the bowl back. However, his foot wasn't entirely ready to do as he said. It slipped, causing his body to lurch forward and the bowl and it's contents to fall right towards Bel, sliding on and mostly under his shirt. And as he fell onto the brat the only thing he could think was: Oh firetruck...

 

(*is hyperventilating as well* IKR?!)

Squalo nodded in agreement, moving to put the bowl back. However, his foot wasn't entirely ready to do as he said. It slipped, causing his body to lurch forward and the bowl and it's contents to fall right towards Bel, sliding on and mostly under his shirt. And as he fell onto the brat the only thing he could think was: Oh firetruck...

 

(*is hyperventilating as well* IKR?!)

Bel frowned, displeased that he was now covered in chocolate and tired as firetruck. "Y-Yatte..." (Not good.) He stammered, trying to hold up Squalo's weight and failing miserably.

Squalo blushed as the two of them fell, and he landed inbetween the teens legs.

"D-dammit, this isn't good..." He mumbled, struggling to hod himself up.

 

(Brb, dinner ^^')