Author's Note: This is my first -Man fanfiction and it was inspired by…I'm not really sure what. Just reading too much lately, I guess. That and (spoilerish) remembering tiny Lavi and Kanda in Volume 16 of the manga. Basically, I've shrunk some of the characters down to kindergarten age and size, some to first graders, and others get to be teachers. How I did it is sort of arbitrary, considering ones like Bak and Tyki are actually nearer to Komui's age than Allen and co. But I felt like it fit better. That said, I hope you enjoy. =)

Usual Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters and if I did, I'd be making this a reality somehow in the manga or anime, since it would be darn cute.

The low line of brick buildings towered over the lines of schoolchildren forming. First graders to the left, kindergarteners to the right. Lenalee Lee skipped to her place in line, pigtails swinging. It was the first week of kindergarten and she was excited to make new friends. She held her lunchbox in front of her with both hands. It was a square tin with a handle and simple snap locks, with a picture of a smiling pink rabbit on the lid; her brother had bought it—and a massive amount of similarly adorned school supplies—a month before school started. He had burst into tears, saying how his little Lenalee-chan was getting so big and growing up too fast! Soon she'd go off to college and leave him! Lenalee giggled remembering it. Komui-nii was funny. After all, it wasn't like he wouldn't see her at school: he was the kindergarten teacher, after all.

In the first grader line, Road Kamelot rocked back and forth on her heels, a smile on her face as she watched the kindergarten line out of the corner of her eye. She had a pink umbrella over one shoulder, like a sword or a gun. At its top, a jack-o-lantern decoration, which seemed almost alive. Road was glad she wasn't in kindergarten any more; it was so boring. Behind her, the twins Jasdero and David jostled for the honor of holding second place in line. They pointed their wooden guns at each other—which they weren't supposed to bring to school—and called each other rude names. They didn't mean any of it, though. It was just how they were.

Next were Lulu Bell, standing tall and looking bored with her eyes closed, and Skin Boric, who also looked unenthused. That morning, he had had a helping of Coco Puffs and then one of Lucky Charms, with the nasty dog food-like shapes picked out, leaving just the marshmallows. He grinned, licking a lollypop. He loved sweets.

Bringing up the rear, Tyki Mikk stood with his arms folded, unhappy with a new school year. He hadn't cared much for kindergarten, other than nap time and recess, and wasn't looking forward to math class. He and JasDevi—as the twins insisted on being called, even in roll call—had almost been held back due to their poor arithmetic skills. The twins had just said five for all the answers, though they knew better. Tyki preferred twelve.

Lenalee Lee came to stand fourth in the kindergarten line, behind another little girl with dark brown hair tied back with a ribbon.

"Hi," she beamed. "I'm Lenalee. What's your name?"

The other girl turned around. Her dark eyes were wide and she wrung her little hands. "H-hi. I'm…M-Miranda."

"What's wrong, Miranda? You look scared."

"I-I do?!" What little color there was in her face drained away. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Lenalee tilted her head in surprise, then shifted her ponderous lunch box into one hand so she could take one of Miranda's hands with the other. "It's okay. You don't need to say sorry. Don't worry, Komui-nii-san is nice. You'll like him."

Tears stood in the other girl's dark eyes. "I-I will?"

Lenalee smiled so big her eyes closed. She nodded. "Mmhm!"

In front of the two girls, a little boy—who had white hair and a scar on the left side of this face—glared at another, taller boy with long black hair pulled up in a high ponytail, who glared right back. The negative energy between them was almost visible. The conversation had started amiable enough, with the white-haired boy introducing himself with a smile as "Allen Walker, nice to meet you." To which the other boy said, "Behind me."

"What?"

"Behind me, moyashi, the front's mine."

"But I was here first."

"No," hissed the other boy, "I was." His eyes narrowed.

"Well, what if I want to stand here?"

"Too bad, moyashi."

"My name's Allen…"

After another moment of glaring, Allen decided standing at the front of the line wasn't worth it, not today at least, so he stepped behind the boy with the ponytail. Some other day, maybe…

"Kanda."

Allen looked puzzled. "Huh?"

"Name's Kanda." He didn't even bother to turn around. "Don't forget it, moyashi."

"Allen!"

So, what do you think? Comments? Concerns? Death threats? ...Hopefully none of those... *shifty eyes*