Festa di Fernesia (doujinshi-fanfiction adaption)

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Warning: Language and slight-mature content. Nothing too extreme.

**Although the doujinshi-fanfiction is rated PG-13. I think it's more like PG-16-18.  Please read at your own discretion.

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"That's too bad, we didn't even get to talk!~"

 
The blonde of Varia wiped the remaining blood from his victim off his cheek. A wide grin formed on the assassin's face.

 Belphegor looked at the freshly sliced up man once more before roughly kicking the piece of trash towards an alley way. Footsteps could be heard from a distance. Steps echoed as they treaded through the torrential downpour.

 
"Hey, it's him!"

 Two men, equipped with heavy artillery charged towards the Prince. This caused Belphegor's grin to widen, if that was even possible.

"Hello there, friends!~"

 The blonde leaped up into the air, right as the two men reached his position.  Knives shot out from Belphegor's hands. Like following the conductor of a musical symphony, the knives swiftly ran through the two victims without missing a beat.

 Warm crimson spurred out of the new cuts. Crimson soon faded away as it mixed with the clear rain.

"Ushishi~"

The snickers coming from the Prince grew louder and louder. He licked the remaining blood off his hands and face.

 "This is great, this feeling… Brother, give me more!"

 The blonde laughed maniacally.

 He pulls out one of his deranged knives from his hand and slowly ran the sharp blade through his wrist. The skin parting open while his hot blood flowed freely, staining everything it graced its presence on.

– @ the Varia –

 "Where is he now?" boomed Xanxus, his fists banging onto the cherry wood seat.

 "He's just making it more work for himself, killing those people, che," murmured the indigo Arcobaleno infant.

Silence.

"He's back."

 "How do you know, Squalo?"

"I can smell his blood, that guy."

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 "Sh-t."

 The white-haired swordsman ran into the Prince as he walked out into the hallway. He watched as the Prince of Ripper stumbled and fell gracefully into his arms; just like what would happen with a prince and his princess in a fairy tale.

 The Varia walked out into the halls to see what was going on.

 The boss spoke up: "Are you finished yet?"

The blonde managed to stand while hanging onto Squalo's shoulders and he lifted his head up to face the boss.

 "I'm thrilled by the sight of blood," Belphegor smiled, "I can think clearly and it makes me feel really strong!~"

 "Whatever, just don't get killed," Xanxus started to walk to his room, "Levi, take care of him."

 "Yes, Boss~"

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 The swordsman handed the Prince over to Levi. By now, the blond assassin has already passed out, shallow breaths coming from his being.

 Pause.

 Levi let out a piercing screech; a screech enough to make Xanxus stop in his tracks. Levi's eyes bulged out of its sockets at the sight before him.  He froze in his spot, clearly petrified.

 "Bel…" Squalo stated, "is that a f-cking erection?!"

 "To think he can get aroused by his own blood," commented Marmon.

 Xanxus smirked at the sight of his subordinates and continued walking.

 Fin.