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Behind Closed Doors	By : stephfarrow94 Category: +G to L > Katekyo Hitman Reborn Views: 2010 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Behind Closed Doors
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To say that Belphegor hated his brother was an understatement; he resented the older twin with every fibre of his very existence, and he just wanted for the other to die already.
Especially right now, as they sat next to each other in class.
"Oi, Belphegor."
Bel flinched as his mirror image poked his arm roughly with the tip of a pen. He grimaced, squeezing his eyes shut tight as he lifted his hands into the air, putting them over his face as if to hide it from view. "Fuck off!"
"Sheshe~" Rasiel leant across his desk, his hot breath billowing against the weaker male's ears. He felt his groin twitch at the proximity, hating how his brother never allowed for him to come close. "Who are you talking to, Belphegor?"
Bel growled as he turned to send the other student a hateful glare. "You know damn well who I'm talking to! He won't shut up; all I can hear is his voice!" Letting out a frustrated noise, he added, “And now he’s laughing at me!”
Rasiel cocked his head to the side, a mischievous smirk on his face. "You're making things up again, aren't you? No one's talking to you - stop lying for attention, you little whore."
Bel's breathing hitched at these words, obscured eyes narrowing in loathing. "He's standing behind me, Siel! He's right in my fucking ear! I'm trying to block him out but I can't!" The blond didn't notice that the class had fallen silent, all eyes turning to fix on the twins. "He won't - stop fucking touching me, you asshole! Leave me alone!"
Rasiel chuckled at his brother's seemingly-unprovoked outburst, leaning his elbow on the desk so that he could rest his chin in his hand. "No one touched you, brother. You're crazy; you lie about things like this all the time just for some sympathy from Squalo. There's no one behind you, and I'm the only one talking to you. Squalo should never have taken you out of that crazy hospital - you looked so sexy in that straitjacket. You're not just a lying little attention whore; you're fucking crazy."
Bel snapped at these words, flinging himself out of his chair and towards his brother. He growled loudly as he knocked Rasiel from his own seat, the two becoming tangled together as punches and kicks were thrown, loud shouts and snarls filling the air. Some of the students screamed as they backed away from the vicious fight while the teacher ran to the door, seeking help to separate the brawling twins.
"I fucking hate you!" Bel screamed, knowing that he wasn't as strong as his brother, and he was the one getting his ass kicked. "I wish you were dead! I hate you so much! I should kill you like he tells me to!"
"If I didn't want to fuck you so badly, I'd make Squalo put you back in the loony bin where you belong, you freak!" Rasiel growled loudly as he rolled his brother onto his back, holding the younger down as he pummelled the boy in his face. "All you're good for is fucking and nothing else! Kill yourself!"
By now, the two boys had been pried apart by teachers, the teenagers being dragged past their horrified classmates and out of the room towards the principal's office. They spat and clawed at each other as best they could, but the staff had been informed enough of their behaviour to know to keep them as far away from each other as possible – it was something that needn’t have been told to them; it was only to obvious watching the way they constantly conflicted with each other.
Once the twins had finally been brought in to the office and held down by the teachers on separate sides of the room, Squalo was called, and then they were just waiting for the man to come and collect his kids.
~~XX~~
Fran had been surprised when Squalo had picked him up and stormed out of his office just seconds into a phone call; what surprised him even more was that he had soon been taken back to Belphegor's school, and this time Squalo took him into the building, stomping through the hallways as he made his way somewhere that seemed like he had been there enough times to know exactly where to go.
Stepping into another office, emerald eyes looked around the tidy room to find both Belphegor and Rasiel being restrained by teachers, the two starting to bruise and, in the younger blond's case, bleed from somewhere behind his long bangs as well as his nose.
"Bel-senpai?" Fran let go of the large hand he had been holding as he made his way over to the other, wondering what had happened in their absence; surely this kind of situation wasn't normal, right?
"What the fuck did you two little shits do this time?" Squalo growled, his eyes darting at the occupants of the room. "Do you have any idea how much fucking trouble I'm going to be in if anyone realises I've left work?"
"Bel started it!" Rasiel pointed in an accusing manner at his brother, a firm frown on his face.
"I don't care who started it!"
"Due to their behaviour, I'm issuing a suspension for them both..." The principal, a small man with black hair, spoke quietly, knowing first-hand how aggressive Squalo could become when it came to the twins; the long-haired man was protective of them, and he wouldn't take shit from anyone when it came to them. "Two weeks."
"How many fucking suspensions are you guys going to get before you learn?" Moving to Rasiel first, Squalo tugged the oldest twin to his feet before dragging him over to the other two males. "I swear, if I get in shit at work because of you..."
"Bel started it by being a freak!" The slightly-taller twin sneered at his brother, enjoying the frown the younger made. "You should just send him back to the damn loony bin!"
"Leave me alone!" Bel screamed, throwing his weight forward in an effort to get out of the restraining arms and back at his brother. "I hated it there! I'm never going back!"
"Bel, shh." Squalo let go of the first-born, moving instead to Bel's side. He helped the younger to his feet, hugging him tight. "You're not going back, Bel. Calm down." The boy wrapped his own arms around Squalo, burying his face in the man's stomach. Looking at the principal, the oldest male demanded an explanation; he wouldn't put up with the kids fighting like this - not at all.
"Words were exchanged between them, and then Belphegor made the first move," the black-haired man said softly. "I understand Belphegor's condition, but you should really still be disciplining them both."
"Don't tell me how to raise my kids!" Squalo snapped, holding the back of Bel's head as he pressed the younger's face closer to his body. "What the fuck was said between you two, you little shits?!"
"Belphegor was being his usual freaky self and talking to things that don't exist." Rasiel mocked. "He wouldn't believe me when I said there was no one behind him."
"There was!" Bel snapped. "That man who follows me was there! He kept talking to me and telling me things I didn't want to hear!"
"It's not real!" The stronger blond argued. "It's all in your head, freak!"
"No, it's not!"
"Siel, shut your mouth!" As furious as the man was with his older charge, he knew he couldn't take it out on Bel; the boy truly believed his hallucinations to be real. Wrapping one arm around the younger's shoulders and using his free hand to caress a blond head, Squalo let his demeanour soften. "I believe you, Bel."
Bel sniffed as he shook his head. "No, you don't... No one believes me about that man... Those stupid doctors at the hospital didn't believe me, and forced pills down my throat because of it. He scares me, Squa... He really scares me..."
"Yeah, I'm sure he does." Leaning down to pick the fragile blond up in his arms, Squalo carried the boy. Bel wrapped his arms around the other's neck as he hid his face in his guardian's chest, sniffing some more. Reaching down, the man grabbed Fran's hand again, tugging the silent child towards the door. Calling for Rasiel over his shoulder, Squalo was quick to leave the premises, just wanting to get Bel home and comfortable before he got back to work - he hoped his absence hadn't been noticed by anyone, but he doubted it.
Leading the younger three out to his car, Squalo stopped by the passenger side door in order to pull his keys from his pocket and unlock the vehicle. He growled and reached out, slapping Rasiel's hand away as the older twin tried to get in the front seat. "Get in the back."
"Why?"
"Because Bel's sitting in the front."
Fran blinked, watching as Rasiel threw a tantrum over not getting the front seat. He didn't understand how the two could be so childish, and he was glad that neither he nor Mukuro was stubborn enough to behave so pettily.
"If you didn't treat your brother like shit, you would have sat in the front!" Squalo ripped open the back door, gesturing for his charge to get in. "Unless you want to walk home, I suggest you sit your ass down!"
Rasiel glared reproachfully at his guardian before he did as told. He growled, clenching his hands into fists as Fran clambered over his lap to sit on the other side. "Use the damn door, you -"
Squalo was quick to slap the teenager across the head. "Don't talk to him like that, Siel." Slamming the back door shut, the man moved to sit his youngest charge in the front seat. Bel was reluctant to let go of him, but soon allowed himself to be strapped into his seat peacefully. Kicking the passenger door shut, he then moved to the driver's side.
"How come you never hit Belphegor?" Rasiel sent his younger twin a scathing look. "You hit me upside the head all the time, but you don't ever lay a finger on him."
"Because Bel doesn't need to be hit, Siel." Starting the car, the long-haired man checked his surroundings before he moved the car away from the curb. "It only makes him angry and doesn't teach him anything - there are nicer methods that work with him, and you know this."
Rasiel fell silent, crossing his arms against his chest as he glared out of the window. Bel himself was quiet, looking at his lap as his fumbled with his hands, muttering inaudible sentences every now and then to someone the others couldn't see. Fran wasn't bothered by these happenings; Mukuro had already explained to him that the younger blond wasn't well in the head, and that Bel just needed to be loved and supported and never judged for what he couldn't help.
~~XX~~
Fran was glad to see that when Squalo had finished work and the two had returned to the man's home, Mukuro was already there; the blue-haired teenager was sitting on the downstairs couch with Bel resting his head on his lap. The tallest teenager smiled as he gestured for Fran to approach them.
Squalo followed behind the teal-headed boy, making his way over to his charge. He patted blond hair before he said, "Feeling okay now, brat?"
Bel nodded, leaning into the touch. "I was fine once they fucked off and left me alone."
"Who are 'they', Belphegor?" Mukuro tenderly brushed apart blond bangs, his spidery fingers caressing the other's soft cheek.
"Siel and that asshole who follows me." Bel rolled over, burying his face in against his boyfriend's stomach. "I'm glad Siel is with that stupid marshmallow freak because now he can leave me alone."
Squalo sighed. "I'm going to take a nap. I'll be out later to get you all dinner."
Mukuro watched the man leave the room, hoping the other hadn't had too hard a time at work; Squalo went through enough crap as it was without needing to put up with it at his job as well.
Turning to Fran, the blue-haired male asked, "Is he okay?"
"He went quiet when we got back," the youngest explained. "He got yelled at by three other men, and it felt like forever before they left again. He seemed a bit sad."
As if Bel had just taken notice of his guardian's absence, he rolled onto his back, looking up at Mukuro. "Where'd Squa go?"
"He is taking a nap, Belphegor."
As soon as these words registered in his mind, the blond reached out and grabbed Fran's hair, dragging the boy down to his lap. He used his free hand to unclip his belt before he pulled the zip down, freeing his slightly-hardened arousal. "Blow me, frog."
Fran just blinked before he looked questioningly at Mukuro, not understanding what was being asked of him; was he expected to just blow on Bel's shaft? But what was the purpose of that?
"Kufufu~" Mukuro reached out, placing three fingers against his charge's lips. "Just suck on my fingers for a few minutes, Fran; make sure to swirl your tongue around them. I will teach you how to do it because this is what Belphegor wants you to do to him."
Fran nodded, accepting the digits into his mouth in a trusting manner. He sucked slowly at them for a few seconds before he started moving his tongue along them, wondering if he had to do to Bel what he saw Mukuro do all the time; was he going to get on his knees and take the blond into his mouth as well?
"That's good, Fran." Snaking his hand down to the boy's own lap, he rubbed his palm against the other's limp member hidden by clothing. "Do you like the feel of this?"
Fran moaned softly at the sudden surge of strange-feeling sensations through his groin and stomach. He nodded, wanting to experience more of it.
"If Belphegor is happy with how you pleasure him, I will make it feel even better for you." Mukuro pulled his fingers from the younger's mouth, replacing them with his tongue. He held Fran close as he kissed the other passionately, feeling the other weakly press back against his tongue in a stunned manner. His eyes were full of affection as he smiled, running his finger against soft lips. "Belphegor has had a bad day, so make him feel good, okay?"
Fran nodded, letting the same three fingers invade his warm cavern once more. He sucked away happily as his guardian fondled him, and soon enough, he was wrapping his mouth around the blond's fully-hard shaft, drawing whimpers and moans from the oldest male.
As promised, Mukuro made him feel good for having done so well on his first attempt, bringing the youngest to his first orgasm with his own mouth. Bel watched tiredly, very much enjoying the boy's loud cries of pleasure he had never felt before. He waited until the harsh pants had died down before he let his eyes slip closed, resting his head once again on Mukuro's lap as he curled his fingers into the other's green uniform jacket, letting himself drift off into sleep, soothed by the spidery fingers that played with his hair.
Letting Fran clamber onto the couch next to him, Mukuro wrapped his arm around his charge, holding the youngest close; he himself was undeniably hard, but he didn't mind ignoring it - Fran was still learning, and he didn’t need to pleasure them both just yet after all.
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