Catch The Frog

by FlameWater

Fran decides to run from them for he has no idea what those nine people wanted to do. He was not sure if they wanted him to join their group or if they wanted to kill him. Either way Fran doesn't want to join and he certainly does not want to be killed.

1. Chapter 1

I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

Catch The Frog

By FlameWater

Fran looked at the members from Varia. The degenerate Prince, perverted peacock drag queen, long-haired commander dumbass, and nasty nose hair. He noticed there is a baby and that must be Mammon. The green haired boy had hoped those people had been a dream that was caused by his Grandma's terrible lunchbox, but they are right before his eyes and sadly it looks like those violent people do exist.

'What do they want from me?' Fran silently wondered as he glanced over to Mukuro and the three people by him. He mentally sighed to himself. 'Why did these people have to be real?'

"Who are you?" Fran asked in a monotone voice and he managed to tilt his head without dropping the apple hat. "Are you pedo's? Are you perverts? I was going to go skinny dipping."

Fran swiftly took off his apple hat, threw it towards them, and he quickly ran away taking advantage of the shocked expressions.

'I know this area very well.' Fran thought as he ran and didn't look back. 'There are a total of nine people. If I can break them up into pairs or better yet take on one person at a time then the odds will be more in my favor.'

Fran could hear loud cursing, yelling, chilling laughter, and other such sounds. He ignored it and focused on his next move.

'Maybe it would have been better to have them altogether. Try and take them out at the same time, but it would have been risky.' Fran briefly thought and he sighed heavily. 'Today is just not my day. The people following me are sadist, violent, blood thirsty, and insane. Talk about bad luck.'

"I guess the newspaper was correct about this day being unlucky for me." Fran muttered flatly and he decided to try hiding up in the trees. The boy took off his shirt, ripped it, and threw it at the bushes. The green haired boy jumped from tree to tree until he was somewhat far away from his shirt and his ears were listening for any kind of sound.

'Are they here to make me join them or are they here to kill me for some reason.' Fran thought as he leaned against the tree and looked up. 'Why did the newspaper have to be correct? I wish it had been wrong.'

"Come on out, little one." Mukuro called out calmly and he faintly smirked to himself. "If you come out then you won't be harmed too much."

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