They first met each other when Byakuran decided that Bluebell has to go to school. And not just any school at that, Byakuran felt Namimori Elementary was the best choice. The blue-haired girl protested of course.
"I don't understand! First, I have to go to school and now you will be leaving me here in Japan! I don't agree to do this at all!" Bluebell screeched.
Byakuran just gave her his usual playful smile. "But Bluebell-chan has to go to school~ Namimori is the best place too."
If there was one thing the white-haired man shared with Tsunayoshi, it is that he cares for his youngest subordinate too. Byakuran knows the darkness within the mafia and although Bluebell is technically a mafioso, he wished for the younger girl to live a life as normal as possible. She's still a child after all. Byakuran figured that enrolling Bluebell in Namimori would give her a close to normal childhood before confining her to a lifelong stay in the mafia underworld.
"Besides, you won't be here all alone, Zakuro will stay here with you~"
Bluebell pouted. "Nyu~ But I want Byakuran-nii!" she wailed.
Byakuran ran a hand over her bright blue head. "Now, now Bluebell-chan, there are things I must take care in Italy. It's only until you finish elementary, then we'll have you transferred at a mafia school."
Bluebell sniffed, then she wrapped her arms around Byakuran's waist. "You promise?"
Byakuran smiled at the girl. "It's a promise."
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Byakuran and the rest of the Six Funeral Wreaths except for Zakuro and Bluebell left Japan for Italy the day after that talk. Before that, Byakuran made arrangements to rent an apartment for Zakuro and Bluebell's stay in Japan. He also made the necessary preparations for Bluebell's school. Now the only thing the blue-haired girl has to do is actually attend school. She would be a Grade 5 transferee.
With a heavy heart and a pout on her lips, Bluebell made her way to Namimori Elementary. Zakuro offered to take her there but the blue-haired girl refused and called him annoying. Now, Bluebell stood in front of the gates to the school. She wears a frown unsuited for a girl on her first day of schooling. She reluctantly stepped her right foot forwards but surprisingly hit something and she was unceremoniously pushed to the ground on her back. Bluebell hissed angrily and glared at whoever or whatever hit her.
In front of her was the most ridiculously large apple she had seen. Bluebell then began to notice this particular apple has arms and legs beneath it and she shrieked. The 'body' of the apple twisted to look at her and Bluebell's cerulean blue eyes was met by emerald green orbs.
"Oh, I see a blue-haired fairy princess." The boy wearing the apple hood spoke, glancing down at Bluebell.
"Fran?" She knows him of course, albeit he is younger looking and wearing a different hat. She has her memories of the future-that-will-never-be and standing before her is the replacement illusionist of the Varia of ten years in the future, Fran.
But the boy, who lost his memories of the future after getting hit by a cube of cheese in the head does not recognize her. He continued staring at her with that blank expression of his.
"The blue fairy knows my name? Could it be you appeared before me to grant my wish?"
Bluebell stared back at him in disbelief, this boy is an idiot! She slowly stood up and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Nyu~ You pushed me down!"
Fran tilted his head in mild confusion. "I didn't. Oh, now that you mention it, I felt something hit me from my back a moment ago. That was you, blue fairy-san?"
Bluebell's pretty face crumpled in irritation. "You dummy. Stop calling me a 'blue fairy'! My name's Bluebell! Bluebell!"
Fran seemed to ignore her and he just walked away towards the school building. Bluebell felt her temples popped in anger, but she stopped herself when students started to turn their attention to her. She hastily walked to the school building and searched for her room.
Bluebell wasn't entirely surprised when the class welcomed her happily and excitedly. The girls shrieked with joy at seeing the new transfer student and immediately offered her a place in their groups. The boys shyly looked at her, her long mane of blue hair and cerulean eyes caught their attention. Bluebell couldn't blame them, she's too cute after all. When the bell rang, the girls dragged her to the school cafeteria to eat. Bluebell complied although she was starting to get annoyed with all the attention she's getting.
On their way to the cafeteria, they passed by a small garden. Bluebell stopped for a moment when she saw something familiar hovering over one of the bushes, a large apple hood.
"Bluebell-chan?" one of the girls tugged her by the wrist. Bluebell removed herself from her grasp and turned to go to the garden.
"You girls go ahead, I'll go follow." The girls looked at each other confused, but nevertheless went on ahead. Bluebell slowly walked to where she last saw the apple hood and stopped short when Fran made to stand up from his crouching position behind the bush.
"Blue fairy-san, it's you again."
"My name's Bluebell!" She took another step towards him. "What are you doing in this place at lunch time?"
Fran looked at her expressionlessly. "Eating lunch." Then he showed her his lunch box.
A snigger escaped Bluebell's lips and Fran stared at her curiously. "Could it be Mr. Illusionist has no friends? Could it be you're eating lunch here because you're all alone?"
Fran looked at her as if she was stupid. "I'm not alone blue fairy."
Bluebell smirked. "Really?" she sniggered again.
"I'm not. You're here with me." The teal-haired boy said simply and sat crosslegged on the grass.
"W-What are you talking a-WAH!" she gave a startled scream when Fran pulled her hands to sit down on the grass.
"Now, what should we eat first. Hmm, how about this one? Chrome-nee made this tamago, although she tends to put a lot of salt into her cooking. Well I guess this is better than eating dried leaves." He seemed to be talking to himself, Bluebell noticed.
"I'm going!" Bluebell slowly stood up but she was yanked back by Fran's hand on her wrist.
"Why you, dummy…" she gritted between her teeth. Fran released her hand and picked up one egg roll with his chopstick. He brought the egg roll in front of her.
"Say ah." Fran monotonously told her. Bluebell eyed him suspiciously and pushed the egg roll away.
"Like I would it that! There's got to be something funny in that!"
Fran brought the egg roll close to her face again. "Ahh."
A tick appeared on Bluebell's forehead. "I said I wo-" she stopped when Fran shoved the piece of egg roll into her mouth.
"BLEAGH!" She coughed and gagged the egg roll out of her mouth where it fell down on the green grass in front of her. "What's with that! It's too salty!"
Fran once again ignored her and swallowed an egg roll himself. Unlike Bluebell, he didn't spit it out.
"How could you eat something like that!"
Fran glanced at her, taking another bite of the egg roll. "If I don't eat this, I would go hungry. I don't really have much of a choice. The people I live with are idiots who can't cook a decent meal." Then he mumbled to himself. "But I suppose this is still better than grandma's awful cooking. I'm surprised I even survived being at her care at all."
Bluebell finally stood up. Chest heaving in irritation and anger. She snatched Fran's lunch box.
"Stop eating this! You'll get an upset stomach!" for a moment she wondered why she even cared but figured she just can't stand his idiocy. She hastily reached for his hand and pulled him to stand up. Fran lazily obliged and soon Bluebell was pulling him towards the school cafeteria.
They sat down on a table near the window. Bluebell left Fran to sit and she went to get a tray of food for them both, before that she dumped the contents of his lunch box in a trash bin. She was back minutes later, holding a large tray of lunch. Bluebell set the two plates of food she grabbed from the counter and sat grumpily across Fran.
She felt his emerald eyes staring at her and she snapped at him. "What? Aren't you going to eat?"
Fran continued staring at her which made Bluebell even more irritated. "What?"
"Blue fairy-san, you're actually nice."
She wasn't sure if he was complimenting or insulting her so she just started eating.
"Are you eating or what?" she snapped again when she felt his stares.
His lips curved into a small smile before he started eating too. Bluebell wasn't sure why but she felt herself blush a little at the sudden change of expression on his face. One thing only slipped her mind then. He is certainly cute when he smiles.
ooOoo
Three weeks into school and Bluebell figured it's not entirely bad. She still misses Byakuran and she wants to leave Japan as soon as possible so she could get back in Italy but somehow, she felt herself enjoy going to school. Soon, she became one of the popular girls in the school an Bluebell can't help but smirk.
One of the things she learned across the weeks was that Fran is a grade lower than her. He is in the fourth grade. Another thing is that she is in the same grade as Futa de Stella, Sawada Tsunayoshi's adopted brother. They're not in the same class however.
Among the three mafia kids in the school, Bluebell noticed Fran is the least popular at all. No, actually kids quite know him, only by his ridiculously large apple head that makes him stand out like a sore thumb in crowd. Aside from that however, no one really bothers with him.
Fuuta is quite well known. He is one of the intelligent kids in school, and it helps that he is also really nice and approachable. Bluebell soon found out he is quite famous with the female population.
The blue-haired girl was walking towards the gate when her eyes caught something from the corner of the school building. It was Fran.
Bluebell tried her best to avoid and ignore Fran these past weeks. She just doesn't feel the need to hang round him at all. But today she figured it won't hurt to at least acknowledge him.
As usual, Fran was talking about something to himself. This is another thing Bluebell hates about the guy, he gives off such a weird aura around him no wonder no one bothers to talk to him in school. Well, with the exemption of Fuuta who appears to be tolerant of his behavior.
"Hey." She greeted. Fran turned to look at her.
"Yo." He said simply.
"What are you up to?"
"It's really none of your business."
Bluebell felt a flare of irritation. "Nyu~ What's with you and your rude remarks you dummy!" After all she was nice enough to approach him an start a conversation even if it was forced.
"You're the one being rude, stop screaming. You're so annoying."
Bluebell was really angry now. She stomped one foot on the ground before facing him.
"That's why no one wants to talk to you in school. It's because you're too rude!"
Fran seemed to not care at all. His usual stoic expression didn't change. "I'm just being honest with myself."
"By calling everyone rude names?" Well, Bluebell has to admit she calls people rude names too, but at least she has the gall to contain it to herself for socialization purposes. His Byakuran-nii would get upset if she does not behave herself in school.
"It's just an honest description of how I see people."
"Nyunyu~ Like you are! Calling people black-haired idiot pig or dog-faced loser is not nice." She put her hands on her hips. "And yesterday I heard you called one senior a poop-faced giant." Bluebell wonders where Fran gets his imagination to call people such names. Although some of them she has to agree on, the dog-faced loser was definitely a spot-on.
"As I said, I'm just being honest with how I see people."
"Really?"
"Really." Fran nodded. "Now leave me alone blue fairy."
Bluebell froze, remembering something.
"Blue fairy?" she repeated.
Fran stared at her. "Yeah, you're a blue fairy princess."
Now that she thinks about it, Fran has always called her by that. As far as she knows, he calls everyone else some nasty nicknames but a 'blue fairy princess'? He could be surprisingly nice if he wants to.
"You know, maybe if you start calling other people some nicer names then you won't be ignored by the other kids."
Fran just continued staring at her. "You're kinda stubborn fairy-san. I told you I'm just calling people how they look like."
One of Bluebell's eyebrow rose at this. "You expect me to believe I look like a fairy princess?"
Fran's emerald eyes locked with her cerulean blue ones. "You're a pretty blue-haired fairy princess, yes." He spoke casually.
Bluebell's jaw dropped, he expected him to insult her or something. She felt her cheeks heat up.
"S-Shut up!" she was used to people calling her cute and pretty. And in this school, many kids adore her for that, but she can't understand why she suddenly felt embarrassed upon hearing it from Fran.
"Oh well, I'm heading home. Master will kill me if I get back late." He turned and walked away from her, leaving a still red-faced Bluebell on her spot.
Later when she gets home, Zakuro would stare at her curiously and ask. "What's with your face Bluebell? You look like a ripe tomato; did you get hit on the head or what?"
"SHUT UP!" she screeched and throw a vase at him.
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A/N:
I decided to explore on this crack pairing. I find them cute! Well, I hope you enjoyed. Reviews are welcome!
