This is a Katekyoushi Hitman REBORN! RolePlay 1x1.

 

Nobody is allowed to post in this thread besides me or Zexion/Ienzo, but please feel free to read to your liking! Please enjoy the RolePlay, and if you don't favor the following pairings, then please don't bother reading.

 

PAIRINGS:

 

Fon x Mammon

Squalo x Bel

Dino x Hibari

Jil x Fran

Spanner x Byakuran

 

 

Zexion/Ienzo, TAKE IT AWAY!

Squalo lunged across the couch, trying to wrench the emote from Bel's grasp. He was painfully unaware of how much of a comfortable position he was in, resting inbetween Bel's thighs.

He elbowed Squalo in the ribs, flipping over to climb off the arm of the sofa.

Squalo pinned Bel stomach down into the couch, in the mount position above him. He slipped his hand under Bel's body trying to find the remote.

"A-Ah...Get your pervy hands off of me!" He demanded, blushing profusely.

"Well if yougave me the remote we wouldn't have this problem now would we?!" Squalo yelled, trying to find the blasted thing, brushing past every inch of Bel's body.

"Aaah..." He flinched as he brushed by a sensitive area. "Stop...!"

Squalo smirked at the sound, abandoning his search for the remote. He brushed against the spot again.

"Sensitive are you?"

He dropped the remote, sighing in fervour. "Naah~"

Squalo laughed and took the remote only to realize it was time to go.

"C'mon brat, let's go." He huffed, dusting himself off and fixing his appearence.

"Ah? Oh! R-Right!" He fixed his tiara and followed reluctantly.

 

~~

 

Bel hadn't been in a ballroom since he was eight. He looked around, muttering a low 'feh.' He didn't like the cheery atmosphere. He really didn't like the entire thing in general. "Kowaii ne~" (How scary.) He commented.

Squalo scoffed before rolling his eyes.

"It's not so bad. Go. Do your job, and give a shout if you need anything." He actually smiled before walking off. He had worn a masqurade mask like all the men here.

 

(Lolz, BRB)

(YAY MASKS. Bel doesn't need one because of his hair. owo'')

 

He stuck his tongue out at him before walking off to find the guy he needed to kill. And, with a few well-placed flirts and giggles, he had him right where he wanted him...

 

(Edit: Oh, and I found your missing earring in the pool. C: )

Squalo watched as Bel did his stuff. He was doing a good job. But he narrowed his eyes as Bel was lead into the targets bedroom.

???

Don smirked as he pushed Bel roughly onto the bed.

"I like you Bel, I like you a lot."

He mentally scoffed, fidgeting with his gloves, where he had kept his knives. "Th-Thank you..." He said sweetly, disguising his voice the best he could. DAMN KNIVES. GET THE HELL OUTTA THE GLOVES.

Don mounted ontop of Bel.

"Ah, ah, ah," He handcuffed his hands far apart to the post. "You've been a naughty girl." Dear. Lord.

 

(ROMARIO )

"What are you doing...?" He questioned, struggling to the best of his abilities. Wow. He did NOT see that coming. Why the hell did he have HANDCUFFS with him?

Don mounted on top of Bel, grinning like a mad man.

?Afterwards?

Don laughed as the boy below him writhed from the bittersweet sensation he was recieving.

He attempted to scream 'Squalo,' but he kept on being cut off.

 

(Dude, Squalo's probably like, "We were supposed to get out of here 15 minutes ago!!")

Squalo paced the ballroom restlessly. He knew this was taking longer than it was supposed to, he had even went to go barge in but stopped himself. He knew that if Bel neededhim he would yell.

???

Don continued his treatment, leaning down to Bel's earshell.

"Scream. Scream for me Belphegor."

He did so, managing to call for Squalo...if he could even hear him through all the noise in the other room.

 

God, this hurt...Hopefully it'd end soon. And why did this guy like to have sex with his clothes on anyway? Both of them were fully clothed, and it felt so weird.

That was it. Squalo's ears picked up the faint scream of Bel calling his name. He immedietly began to race to the back room.

???

Don grew very angry at that, raising his hand to slap Bel.

"What was that?! How dare you?!" He began to descend his hand but someone caught his wrist from behind.

 

Squalo.

 

"That's not very nice." Easily he punched Don across the face, yanking him out of Bel and sending him flying across the room.

(What's up with Bel and getting raped? It isn't his fault he's irresistable! ;___; )

 

He screamed as his target was ripped out of him. He looked back up at the handcuffs. That guy probably had the key to them or something. Hopefully Squalo gets the job done and gets the key.

Squalo looked sympathetically at Bel, wincing at his scream (not that you could tell, he was wearing a mask) and pointed his sword at Don.

"You made a big mistake." He slaughtered him in a manner of seconds. After taking undoubtedly the key he undid the handcuffs.

"Are you okay Bel?" Squalo asked quietly, placing a hand on his shoulder.

He used his free hands to pull up his panties. "Besides the fact that I was just raped by a minority, I'm fine." He said sarcastically, getting up off the bed. "I just wanna get the hell out of here."

Squalo frowned at Bel's comment but walked out, escorting him to the red ferarri. When he got it he put the keys in the ignition...but didn't start the car up, his fingers clenching and unclenching.