When peace was restored to the Future, no one realized that Fran would be gone.
Never to exist in the Varia.
Much less in the Vongola.
Fran didn't realize this ether. It was too late when he did.
He watched, in the background when the Arcobaleno seperated.
He saw Mammom come ever closer.
Fran looked down. He was normally so...
Apathtic.
And now, he was feeling something. In his heart.
He probably would never meet Mukuro.
Never get the frog hat.
Never be able to trick the Vindice.
There was a whole lot of nevers for him now.
No one noticed him. Not even Bel.
He sighed.
Fran sometimes thought, his life would be better without the Arcobaleno.
It was.
But, with that hell ring on his finger.
He looked down at it and cursed at it.
666.
He would have to endure 666 misfortunes till he gets a great 1.
A fortune.
He wished, that he could stay.
With them.
But he knew, he just knew that would be...
Impossible.
He was already fading.
The 10th Vongola went back to the past.
But he could feel it.
Not one of the Varia looked at him.
They just took his frog hat.
What monsters.
Thought, he should enjoy the time being.
T I M E
W A S
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O U T.