A/N:This story is AU, but has a plot along the mafia. Everyone is in their present age.
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, or any of the characters in it.
Fran stood by the door with a green backpack on his back. He was leaving this orphanage to go to a new one, a permanent one with other kids with special abilities. The early morning was dark, and showers of rain poured on his black umbrella as a man with strange hair - a triple colored mo hawk, to be exact, came out of a black car with his own umbrella.
"My, my, are you supposedly the new orphan for our orphanage? Why you look so cute!" The strange man squealed, "I'm Lussuria, are you ready?" Lussuria smiled a grin and Fran sighed.
"No, my name is not ready, it is Fran. I'm ready to get taken away from this dump now, though," Fran replied solidly. Lussuria just giggled as he held the umbrella over his own head to protect himself from the falling rain. Both of them walked slowly to the dark, ebony colored car with very tinted windows, and Lussuria tilted his head when Fran looked at him.
"Well, let's go then," He smiled as he opened the door for the younger boy and the two went inside. The older man took the driver's seat, and Fran took the window seat on the right, placing his backpack and what little he still owned on the middle rear seat. Lussuria started humming a tune, and Fran stared at his former orphanage, waiting for the building to be completely out of sight while Lussuria continued humming and driving, but suddenly, he halted to ask Fran a question.
"What's your talent or ability?" he inquired. Fran turned around and stopped looking at the rain-drenched window and blinked as he thought about a way to answer this simple question.
Short and straight to the point,Fran decided.
"Illusions," he blankly stated.
"That's a fine power," Lussuria smiled before adding, "There are some other kids just like you, and you are being taken to this orphanage because -"
"Because I have been found out by the government that I had abnormal abilities also known as powers and have been recruited to this permanent orphanage where other mafia kids go until their adulthood, and my life will never be the same blah, blah, blah, I know already," Fran blurted out. Lussuria just laughed, still keeping the lighthearted mood he had from the start.
"You really are a cutie, aren't you, Fran?" He chuckled, "Hmm...I think in about an hour more we will be there."
Fran shrugged and closed his eyes, intending to dream about his new and permanent home.
"Hey Fran, we're here. Wake up!" sang a voice.
Fran opened his eyes and saw Lussuria outside holding his backpack for him.
The rain stopped,he thought.
Fran nodded and stepped out of the car, grabbed his backpack from the driver, and looked up to see a huge castle-looking building, towering many stories high that reached up to the sky with grey concrete.
Is this seriously the orphanage? Orphanages are big, but there are no castles for one, that's for sure, Fran thought as he stood up taller, slightly overwhelmed and tired.
"Welcome to Mafia Orphanage," Lussuria said as he too looked at the castle. "It's marvelous, isn't it? Just look at how beautiful it is on the outside, and when we go inside..." he giggled, "Well, you will just have to see for yourself."
The two entered the castle and Fran was welcomed by a first-class, gorgeous entrance room. The room was empty, but Lussuria motioned him to come forward to the two wooden doors on the right. When they entered, Fran saw two men - one with black hair and a scowl painted on his face and the other with long silver hair arguing with the former.
"VOI! XANXUS! MY ROOM WAS TRASHED!" The long haired man yelled. "I don't know who the hell did it, but they did!"
"That is Squalo," Lussuria whispered, pointing to the one who just shouted before adding, "and the other one is Xanxus."
"Shut up, trash," Xanxus grunted. He glared at Lussuria and Fran and asked, "What do you want?" Lussuria smiled and extended his arms out in a welcoming fashion.
"Xanxus, this is our new orphan Fran! He can cast illusions," Lussuria said.
"Hmm... yeah. Okay, lead that trash to his room; give him the room right next to the trash prince's room on the third floor," Xanxus decided.
Lussuria nodded and followed Xanxus's directions to lead Fran up the stairs to the third floor. When the two arrived to the floor, Fran realized that the doors had strange decorations on them, but the one that caught his eye was the one with a sign that read, 'The prince's room'.
The one next to the trash prince's room? Since this one says, 'prince,' then mine must be the one right next to it, Fran thought as he tried to open the room adjacent from 'the prince's room,' but he couldn't.
"Umm…Lussuria-san?"
"Ahh, I think someone destroyed your room yesterday, so you will have to be roommates with Bel for a week or two," Lussuria explained sympathetically before inserting a key and left.
If Squalo's room and mine were trashed, there really are insane people in here, Fran thought to himself.
"Oh great, wonderful. Now I'm stuck with someone who thinks they are a prince and now what will I do?" Fran sarcastically asked nobody specifically and opened the door to see a strange blonde haired boy on a red laptop. The blonde put his headphones down as he turned around to see who entered his room.
"Ushishishi, who are you, little frog? Are you perhaps the new orphan? The prince heard you looked like a frog, so the he got you a present!" He grinned as he took out a hideous black thing from a shopping bag: A black frog hat.
Alright, who is this freak? Fran thought.
"Oh, and I'm the prince, Bel."
Oh yeah. That was his name.
"Now put it on your head and thank the prince for getting you such a lovely gift," Bel demanded.
"There is no way, stupid sempai, that I am wearing that thing," Fran bluntly stated. The hat was huge and had big eyes, freaking the smaller boy out.
"It's a gift from the prince, and you shall wear it till the day you die!" he argued as he placed the hat on Fran's head before adding, "Perfect, now you look even more like a froggy, ushishishi!"
Fran sighed as he took his sleeping bag and placed it on the floor. Bel went back to using his laptop as Fran mindlessly looked around his room. It was painted a dark shade of red, and on the wall was a picture of...someone who looked like him with oddly shaped knives on his face.
"Sempai, who is that?" Fran asked curiously."You want to kill yourself?"
"Ushishishi, no. That, Froggy, is my twin, Sil. I shall kill him one day if I ever find him." He replied with humor clearly in his voice.
"Ah, I see. He looks as twisted as you, but hairier. Well, I'm going to take a nap now," Fran declared. Just when the teal haired boy was almost comfortable, the door opened abruptly and a man with a pineapple-like haircut came inside.
"Belphegor - Oh, kufufufu~ is this the new orphan? I heard he also possesses illusions, so I will be his mentor." The pineapple man said.
"Yeah, Froggy is the fresh meat. What do you want, pineapple?" Bel interrupted, receiving an eye twitch from the illusionist.
"Belphegor, my name is Mukuro, for the twentieth time. I've come to borrow your laptop, mine broke," Mukuro said and then chuckled.
"You aren't getting mine, ask Kyoya or someone else," Bel retorted. Before Mukuro could speak, Fran beat him to it.
"Hey, pineapple head, so you're going to be my master from now on?" he interrupted the conversation.
"Kufufu, apparently, and don't call me pineapple!" he laughed as he stuck a trident to Fran's hat. Bel gasped when Mukuro pulled the weapon back, which revealed three holes in the garment.
"Sempai~ my hat...it's torn..." Fran monotonously complained. Bel stood up and threw his arms down in frustration.
"You brat..." Bel glared at Mukuro. "…That hat was for froggy!" He pouted as Fran stared at both of the boys fighting and arguing toward each other.
" Kufufufu…it really suits him, if I do say so, myself," Mukuro smirked but then took another look at Fran. "Oya? He isn't bleeding of anything, is it the use of his illusions?"
"Well, not really, for now. I have a good amount of pain tolerance, but yeah, if I need to, I'll probably use an illusion next time; that is, if you actually hit my body," Fran explained. "You hit right through my hat. You need more practice on the human head's anatomy."
"Interesting...okay. Farewell for now Belphegor, Little one. I'm going to ask Kyoya for his laptop," Mukuro decided and walked out of the door.
Bel sighed and then stood up. He was very relieved that Mukuro had left.
"Froggy, want to get some lunch downstairs? It's almost lunchtime, and everyone is probably there," Bel said.
"Sure, sempai, I'm hungry anyways," Fran replied as Bel threw three knives toward his hat, which Fran ignored as the two teens started walking down the stairs together.
"You really aren't in pain?" Bel asked and then said, "It would be funny to see you cry or something, you've been like a rock since you came here."
"Really and truly, wannabe prince."
"I'm a real prince!"
"Where is your crown? All I see is a plastic tiara."
"This is a crown! It's made of real diamonds! I don't 'bedazzle' things like fake people do! That is cheap and a monstrosity!"
"Oh, you used a big word. And sure, sure you don't bedazzle things." Fran shrugged.
"I don't!"
After making their way to the giant dining room, Fran saw many other teens and castle cooks in the kitchen, as well as some smaller children.
"The prince and the frog have arrived!" Bel exclaimed to the room, but everyone ignored him, being too focused on eating their own meal. Bel sat on one end of a table and Fran took an empty spot next to two other boys, who immediately introduced themselves.
"I'm Tsunayoshi Sawada, but please call me Tsuna," said one with gravity-defying brown hair. Fran nodded and looked at the other one.
"I'm Takeshi Yamamoto, nice to meet you!" said the other, a perfect and friendly smile painted on his face, but then a boy with silver hair slapped the top of his head. Takeshi didn't seem so offended and just shrugged it off with a laugh.
"Don't sit next to the Tenth, he deserves better! I'm Hayato Gokudera by the way, new person." said Hayato.
"Fran." Fran stated his name as he played with his fork and Hayato was trying to pick a fight with Yamamoto. Tsuna laughed nervously as he examined Fran.
"So, um…F-Fran, why are you here?" Tsuna stuttered.
"Huh? Because I'm hungry." Fran said.
"Um…no, I mean…well, yes, because you're hungry, but…um…I mean, why are you here? In the orphanage?"
"Why? Oh, the same reason as you. I was found out by the government and was forced here."
"Do you like it here?" Tsuna offered a smile.
"It's a nice place, but the people here are insane," Fran replied. After he said that, his plate was placed in front of him, courtesy of a waitress. She bowed and then walked back to the kitchen.
"Um…insane?"
"Especially Bel-sempai and my master."
"Your master?"
"Pineapple-head."
"Ah."
"Tenth! If Fran is your friend, then he must be my friend, too!" Hayato exclaimed laughed, having finished his lecture to Takeshi.
You say that my friends are your friends, yet you can't be a nice person around Yamamoto, Gokudera-kun, Tsuna thought. He sighed and smiled.
"So, Fran! What is your power? Can you fly? Super-strength?" Hayato asked enthusiastically. "We're all mafia here, and did you know? The Tenth is the heir to the Vongola boss!"
"Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna protested, but Hayato placed his hand over Tsuna's shoulder.
"It's nothing to be ashamed or afraid of, Tenth! I will place my life on the line for you to be a fitting right hand man!"Hayato assured.
"That's not what I—"
"The Vongola?" Fran interrupted, poking a carrot."The world's strongest mafia family?"
"Yes!" Hayato confirmed with passion. "The reason why the Tenth and I are here is because he has to find a tutor first before he fights enemies!"
"Oh…so what are we supposed to do in…Mafia Orphanage?"
"Well, that's easy! You see, some people in the mafia target certain people for money, fame, or revenge. This is kind of a hideaway, and we all train until we can get out of here and assemble our own families altogether when we are more experienced." Hayato explained.
"Oh…I see," Fran nodded. "Alright, then."
Suddenly, Fran felt a tugging on his arm. He turned around and realized it was Bel.
"Ushishishi! Froggy, let's go. I see you just finished your lunch!" Bel snickered. Fran looked at his plate, and it wasn't finished. In fact, it was nowhere near finished.
"But sempai, I'm not done eating." Fran declared. "You can go back to your room; I'll see you there later."
"What? Ushishishi~ Alright, froggy. We'll have it your way. Bye, bye, Sawada, sword boy, and dynamite-squid."
"Oi! Knife-bastard! Take that back! Your hair covers your eyes, blind piece of shit!" Hayato yelled loudly, but nobody seemed fazed in any way.
"Maa, maa, Gokudera. He's just messing around," Takeshi said, but Hayato was still throwing a fit.
"Gokudera-kun, maybe you should just let it go for now," Tsuna sighed, and Hayato suddenly stopped shaking his fist in the air and softened his eyebrows, although he continued to clench his teeth.
"If that is what you want, Tenth," Hayato grumbled.
Where the hell am I? Fran thought. He shook his head and continued to eat. Interesting people.
"Hayato, does Bel-sempai even have eyes? I think he's blind," Fran said.
"Ah! Someone agrees with me!" Hayato nodded approvingly. "He claims that he can see through his bangs. Wouldn't that make the world look awfully weird though?" Fran pulled some hair from the sides of his head and covered his eyes with it.
"You all look teal and hairy," Fran said before he placed his hair away from his face again properly. "How the hell does he live with that?"
"I'm not sure…" Tsuna said softly.
"Well, Bel certainly is different," Takeshi laughed, "He's very…unique, in terms of his skills and…hair."
"Easy for you to say, you're the average Japanese guy. You play baseball, know how to make sushi, and own a katana. I wonder how someone like you got invited into the mafia world," Gokudera said.
"I don't know how I got invited to this game, either. All I know is that I've been here for as long as I can remember. We came here on the same exact day, right?"
"The mafia is not a game! It's serious business! Honestly, has that not crossed your mind yet?" Hayato huffed.
"It's a worldwide cops-and-robbers game, that's what I think of it! Well, it's really fun being in this orphanage, actually."
"If that's what you stillthink of it, then go ahead," Hayato glared.
When all four boys finished eating their meals, they all departed to go to their own respective bedrooms; or in Fran's case, shared bedroom. He knocked on the door because he didn't have the key yet, but Bel didn't answer.
Stupid wannabe prince.
Fran tried again, but nobody opened it. On the floor nearby, he saw a bobby pin and grabbed it. He stuck it through the keyhole, messed around with it randomly, and then he heard a click. Satisfied, Fran opened the door and saw Bel on his laptop, humming playfully, evident that he was listening to his music on full blast. It was so loud, Fran could hear some of it, and Bel hadn't noticed Fran come in until he took his hat off and threw it on the floor.
"Froggy! Put that back on!" Bel barked after he took his headphones off. He grabbed the large hat from the floor and forced it upon Fran's head. "Till the day you die, Frog! No; even to your grave and the afterlife!"
"Got it, got it, sempai," Fran assured. He realized that Bel was serious about the hat, and didn't speak against him. Bel stared at him intently for a few seconds before smirking again.
"Well, it's only the afternoon, do you want to do something, Froggy?" Bel asked.
"Get away from you," Fran said.
"Wouldn't that be lovely? Ushishishi! But no; you might take your hat off before then," Bel snickered as he went to his mini refrigerator and grabbed a can of soda for himself.
"I'm going to take a nap," Fran decided. He straightened his sleeping bag and began to fall asleep.
Except it wasn't a nap. He just stayed like that throughout dinnertime.
A/N: Chapter two will be up soon, I just need to re-write it. Any reviews/comments will be appreciated!
-Chaerin