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Those Left Behind	By : stephfarrow94 Category: +G to L > Katekyo Hitman Reborn Views: 5535 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Those Left Behind
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
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- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
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“Did you find him, Tenth?”
Belphegor, who had been standing by the psychiatrist within the greeneries of the facility, quickly grew bored of listening to Gokudera’s phone call; he could see something moving a distance away from him, and he wondered if it was something he could kill.
Moving away from the silver-haired male, Bel licked his lips as he spotted a kitten wandering around the yard. He glanced behind him, making sure Gokudera wasn’t paying any attention, before he snuck up on the unsuspecting animal.
“Well, did the police find any clues as to where he may be?” Gokudera sighed as Tsuna – on the other end of the phone line – explained that no one had found even a hint as to where Fran had gone. “Is the baseball freak going to be in trouble over this?”
“Hibari-san wasn’t impressed at all,” Tsuna started, “but he understands it wasn’t Yamamoto’s fault this happened; he’s just –“
“- Oh, shit, Tenth, gotta go!” Gokudera slid his phone into his pocket as he ran towards Bel, knowing that whatever thrashing creature the blond was swinging in the air by the tail was mostly likely going to die a gruesome death any second now. “Belphegor! Put it down!”
Bel stopped swinging the screeching animal around, turning instead to frown at the younger male. “No.”
“Goddamnit, Belphegor, you’re hurting it!” Gokudera had always been fond of cats, and it angered him to see a kitten being treated so cruelly – he didn’t care that it was his patient doing it; no one had the right to hurt an animal. “Put it down!”
“No, the prince doesn’t think he wants to~” Bel grinned as he started swinging the cat again.
Gokudera knew he wasn’t supposed to be assaulting the patients, but if there was one thing he couldn’t tolerate, it was this – shoving Bel to the ground, Gokudera punched him as hard as he could in the face.
“You fucking asshole!” The silver-haired man roared before he reached out, gripping locks of golden hair. He pulled as hard as he could, yanking and twisting for good measure. “Piece of fucking shit! What the fuck is wrong with you?!”
Bel snarled as he tried to grab the now-fleeing kitten, ready to rip its head off in anger. With the animal out of his reach and quickly finding a hiding spot, he instead allowed himself to fight back against Gokudera, knowing that though he didn’t have any weapons on him today, he would find a way to kill the taller male here and now with his bare fucking hands.
Though Bel was strong, being physically restrained to a bed every day meant he wasn’t as strong as his potential; it was easy for Gokudera to overpower him, and despite the bloodlust that was quickly driving the blond into further insanity, Gokudera managed to sedate him before any serious damage was caused by the older male’s hands.
Getting off the weaker man, Gokudera instead followed the kitten over to the bush it had hidden in. He was careful as he parted the bush, understanding when the animal hissed and spat at him, but he didn’t let that bother him; he needed to get it out of the gardens before another patient found it – there were few people here who could torture it worse than Bel could, but that didn’t matter to Gokudera; he just wanted it to safe.
“How did you get in here?” Gokudera asked as he nursed the shaking kitten against his chest. “It’s not a good place for you to be.”
The kitten’s fur was white, a few brown and orange patches here and there. It wasn’t the fluffiest kitten Gokudera had seen, but it did have a fairly long tail and sharp claws, as demonstrated by the scratches on the young man’s hands.
“I should get you into my office before I lose you.” Gokudera glanced over to Bel, finding the man still sprawled out on the grass, his chest rising and falling haphazardly. “Hmm... I wonder if that baseball freak would let me keep you... It’s his house, too, so I guess I should ask him before I take you home.”
“...A... Asshole...” Bel called out, tired from the sedation. He just frowned as the other walked past him, heading back into the building. He flinched as a raindrop fell on his face, and he hissed to himself; why the fuck had he just been ignored and left out here in the cold for a fucking pest?
~~XX~~
“Found him?” Shoichi frowned when Tsuna shook his head. Hibari was by the brunet’s side, onyx eyes closed as he crossed his arms against his chest. “Is there anywhere we haven’t searched yet?”
“I don’t know where the police have looked, but I don’t think we’ve looked on the east side of town yet, have we?” Tsuna frowned as he looked at his watch. “...Shoichi, I need to get back; I’m meant to have a session with Xanxus.”
Shoichi’s jaw dropped slightly at the realisation that he, too, was supposed to be with Rasiel. “Oh, no...”
“You two go back and do your jobs,” Hibari demanded. “I’ll bring out the other three herbivores.”
Tsuna nodded as he and Shoichi left the area, each heading to their respective vehicles. Hibari took a seat by the bus bay as he sent out a text to Gokudera, Yamamoto and Spanner, demanding for them to replace Tsuna and Shoichi and get here as fast as they could.
Hibari wasn’t impressed at all with Yamamoto for losing Fran, or the boy for having ran off; once this was over and dealt with, he would certainly bite the green herbivore to death, and perhaps even the baseball herbivore as well for good measure.
~~XX~~
“It’s a bit quiet in there, don’t you think?”
“He could be sleeping, trash.”
“Yeah, but even when he’s sleeping, he’s still keeping us up...”
“Maybe he just needed a bit more exercise, so Hayato-chan let him wander a bit more.”
“Voi, you stupid fag, that’s a bit difficult when the brat’s in his fucking office!”
“Now, now, Squal-chan, no need to get upset; I’m sure Bel-chan’s fine~”
“Unless the trash finally killed him.”
“Xanxus! Don’t talk about him like that!”
“What are you guys doing?”
The three eldest Varia patients turned around at Tsuna’s approach. They were crowded by Bel’s bedroom, and while Squalo and Xanxus just looked confused, Lussuria was looking as happy as ever.
“We’re just wondering why Bel-chan’s so quiet, today~ Is he feeling okay?”
“I don’t know; I haven’t been here.” Tsuna fished his key ring from his pocket, finding the one for Bel’s bedroom. However, he was a tad worried to find that the blond’s door was already unlocked, and said room was empty – Bel’s exercise routine was scheduled to finish two hours ago, so why had Bel not been turned to his room...? “Did Gokudera-kun bring him back...?”
“I don’t think so,” Lussuria explained. “I don’t recall hearing Bel-chan screaming at anyone or Gokudera shouting at him.”
“I passed Gokudera-kun in the halls...” Tsuna bit his lip before a thought struck him; either Bel had escaped again, or Gokudera had completely given up on the man. If that were the case... “Stay here; I’ll go look for him.”
While the brunet left, the three patients instead moved in to Xanxus’ room. While Squalo sat in his lover’s lap, strong arms wrapped around him, Lussuria sat on the chair near the bed.
“Do you think they found Frannie?” Lussuria asked.
“If they did, I’m sure the trash would have said something.” Squalo leant back, resting his head against Xanxus’ shoulder. He felt safe in the man’s arms, knowing that the dark-haired man would never let anything happen to him.
Lussuria just sighed, wishing there was something he could do to help.
~~XX~~
“Belphegor!”
Bel moaned softly as he felt hands on his body. He was cold, very cold, and he didn’t feel right; he felt sick, but not the kind of sick he knew was physical – for the first time in his life, he questioned if his sickness truly was mental as everyone always told him. He didn’t understand why Gokudera had just left him out here in the rain, or why the younger had chosen a filthy cat over him – all he knew was that he truly hadn’t been doing anything wrong by hurting that cat, so there was no need for Gokduera to react the way he had.
Belphegor had always known Gokudera had hated him, but part of him trusted the younger to not hurt him – and now, that trust had been broken, and it hurt.
“Belphegor, what... What are you doing out here...?” Tsuna pulled the older male into his arms, knowing that Bel was as limp as he was because he had been sedated – but why would Gokudera just leave him here...? “Belphegor... You’re soaking wet! Come on... Let’s go back to my office... I’ll get you warmed up...”
Bel hissed as he was pulled into the brunet’s arms, hating to be touched like this, but he was feeling too weak to do much about it; he just wanted to sleep, and hopefully he’d get a break from the voices that always whispered to him.
Tsuna wasn’t entirely sure of why Belphegor was out here like this, but he knew he was going to have a long talk with Gokudera once the older male came back from the scouting mission.
~~XX~~
“Take them off.”
Tsuna glanced over at the blond on the couch before he sighed. “Belphegor, you know I can’t... I’m sorry, but I can’t.”
“Take them off!” Bel shouted. He kicked his feet angrily against the arm of the couch, trying to pull his wrists free of the restraints that kept them tied together.
Tsuna was already struggling to concentrate on his paperwork, and Bel wasn’t making it any easier. Maybe he could...
“Belphegor.”
Bel stopped thrashing as he lifted his head to look at Tsuna. He was quiet, waiting for the younger to speak.
“I’ll free your hands if you calm down, but I can’t take them off your feet. I’m sorry.” Tsuna stood up, waiting by his desk for the man’s answer.
“...” Bel snorted before he shrugged, looking away. He lifted his hands into the air, knowing Tsuna would do as suggested. “Princes aren’t meant to be treated this way, you know...”
“I know,” Tsuna promised. “I don’t like having to treat you like this either, Belphegor.”
It was quiet as the brunet undid the restraints, neither of them needing to speak. Bel just continued to shiver, his body temperature low after having been left out in the rain for so long. He sneezed every now and then, ragged coughs tearing his throat open, but the blond absolutely refused to go back to his room or the medical ward.
“Are you sure you don’t want a blanket?” Tsuna offered. “It’ll help you warm back up; I can’t turn the heaters up any more than they already are.”
“He says he’ll snuff the prince if Tuna-Fish gives the prince one...” Bel looked away, frowning at his own words.
“Who said that?” Tsuna already knew the answer.
“The man who follows me everywhere. He says he hates the prince and wants to kill him.”
“Is he here now?” This wasn’t a new topic to come up between them; it had been one of the very first things Bel had spoken about during his arrival – the only issue was, even after nearly twenty years of therapy and medication, Belphegor couldn’t escape his sickness.
Bel nodded. “He’s telling me that Hayato-kun hates me, and wanted me to die. He says that’s why Hayato-kun left me out there...”
“To be honest with you, I don’t know why Gokudera-kun left you out there, but I can assure you it wasn’t because he wanted you to die, Belphegor.” Tsuna lifted a hand to pat at blond locks. He pulled away when he was snarled at, knowing not to upset Bel. “As for this man, I’m afraid I cannot see or hear him.”
“He tells the prince things,” Bel whispered. “He tells the prince about how everyone... everyone thinks that I... am ugly and stupid, and that everyone wants to kill me... And that I deserved everything Jill and my parents did to me...”
“No one thinks that about you, Belphegor, and you certainly didn’t deserve the things you’ve been through,” the brunet soothed. “We only want to help you; that’s all.”
“I don’t need help,” Bel spat. “There’s nothing wrong with me! I don’t know why you guys always talk about me as if I’m some fucking victim of cancer or some shit – there’s nothing wrong with me and I don’t need help!”
Tsuna knew that sometimes it was easier to agree with Bel instead of getting him riled up. “Okay, Belphegor. I apologise on all of our behalves for treating you that way. Are you sure you don’t want a blanket? I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
“I don’t need a fucking blanket, either!” Bel rolled onto his side, his back to Tsuna. “I just want to sleep...”
“Rest well, then.”
Bel didn’t reply; he simply closed his eyes, the last thought running through his mind, I bet the little froggy could use a blanket, though... Yeah, the little froggy would definitely need a blanket...
~~XX~~
“No luck?”
Yamamoto and Gokudera stood out the front of Tsuna’s office. They shook their heads, a sad look in Yamamoto’s eyes.
“I have no idea where he could be...” Yamamoto looked at his feet, sighing. “...I... I feel like this is my fault...”
“It’s not your fault,” Tsuna promised. “You have a patient about to relapse; I wouldn’t expect you to take notice of Fran... Mukuro-san feels just as bad as you; he thinks it’s his fault because he got angry.”
“Maybe I should go talk to him and make sure he’s okay.” The dark-haired male bit his lip at the idea, knowing how fond Mukuro was of the teal-haired boy.
“Yamamoto, you can go and have a rest; I’ll get Shoichi to fill in for you.” The brunet smiled, knowing his friend was in no state to carry patients’ burdens at the moment. “Ah, but Gokudera-kun, I do have to talk to you...”
The silver-haired male instinctively tensed before he nodded, seemingly accepting what he had thought was his fate. He said a soft goodbye to Yamamoto before he stepped into the office, only a tad surprised to find Belphegor curled up on the couch.
“Can you explain why Belphegor was left out in the rain?” Tsuna didn’t sound angry; just confused and a bit disappointed.
“Tenth, he was torturing a kitten!” Gokudera’s green eyes widened as he raised his hands in defence. “I tried getting it off him and he attacked me instead! I was going to come back for him!”
“He was out there for almost three hours before you left to look for Fran,” Tsuna scolded lightly. “I didn’t even know he wasn’t in his room until I found Xanxus and the other two outside his door. What if he comes down with pneumonia, or had hypothermia before I found him?”
“But... I was looking after a kitten...” Gokudera knew he was in the wrong, and he hated when his best friend had to scold him, but he could accept what he had done and the consequent punishment. “...I’m sorry, Tenth... It won’t happen again...”
“He thinks you hate him, and that you wanted him to die,” Tsuna explained in a softer tone. “He’s sleeping now, but when he’s in a clear state, please explain to him that wasn’t the case.”
“Yes, Tenth...” Gokudera bowed his head in apology.
“Now, about that kitten...” Tsuna’s smile became more sincere now, knowing how much his friend liked cats. “Are you going to keep it?”
“Ah, I’m hoping to, but Yamamoto’s dog...” Gokudera scratched his cheek, a bashful smile crossing his face. “I named him Uri, Tenth.”
Tsuna chuckled before he nodded. “I’m sure Yamamoto will understand you want to keep Uri. You’d better go and do whatever it is you need; I’m going to stay the night here and keep an eye on Belphegor in case he comes down with something serious.”
“Yes, Tenth. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Gokudera-kun.”
Tsuna watched as his friend left the office before he returned to his desk, wondering how things would be tomorrow; he could only hope that amongst Bel being okay, Fran would also be found safe and sound.
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