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a/n: I posted quick last night and there's a few things I'd like to point out.
Firstly, this is my first chaptered fic. I hope I don't screw it up completely, and I'm still getting to grips with the site so I apologise if I mess up posting. Bear with me, I'll get there...eventually
Secondly, this is an AU. So all the facts and details may not be the same.
And lastly, the title is kinda completely unrelated. I couldn't think of a title so I Googled random words and it was one of the suggested searches..Seemed rather fitting, so I went with it.
And with that I leave you. Enjoy (:
Introduction.
Fran sighs inwardly, glaring at the tall stone building in front of him. It's the third time he's changed school this year, due to his master Mukuros search. Fran wasn't overly sure what he was searching for, but he wished he'd find it soon. He was getting tired of moving around so much. He looks at the timetable he acquired from the office earlier that morning before setting of in search of his home room.
A few minutes later and he still doesn't know exactly where he's at. He growls beneath his breath as he realises he's going to have to do something he hates. He's going to have to ask for help. However, before he has a chance to look for someone, he feels breath on the back oh his neck.
"Ushishishi~ What do we have here?" Hands turn him towards a grinning blonde, face partially covered by his bangs, and tiara gleaming proudly atop his head.
"I'm new," Fran tells him in his usual monotone, having to raise his head a little to look the boy in the face. "I'm trying to find my homeroom."
The blonde tilts his head to the side, manic grin never fading. He regards Fran for a few moments, before rudely snatching his timetable from his hand.
"Hmm, you're in my homeroom, ushishi. Since the prince is so kind, he will assist you."
"Uhm, prince?" Fran hates being confused, and he's pretty sure this guy is crazy, but it's the only help he's got at the minute.
"Yes, I'm a prince, see?" The deranged boy points to his tiara, still grinning before grabbing Frans arm.
Definitely crazy, Fran tells himself as the boy drags him down the corridor. Fran doesn't make conversation. The prince giggles to himself now and again, and it echoes off the empty halls. The boys grip is firm and verging on too tight on Frans arm.
It seems like forever before they stop in front of a door. The blonde doesn't knock, just prances on in. The teacher regards him with feigned disinterest.
"Good morning Belphegor, how nice of you to finally join us."
Belphegor? What an odd name, Fran thinks to himself.
"Ushishishi~ I was helping the newbie," Bel states, before strolling to his seat and leaving Fran stranded and alone in the doorway.
"Oh, hello," the teacher smiles sweetly at him, brushing back a strand of yellow hair from her face. "You're Fran, I take it?" Fran makes a vague noise of agreement. "Well then, everyone, Fran has just moved here so we should all try and welcome him. Please Fran, have a seat.."
She pauses, scouring the room with her eyes. The only free seat is beside the deranged blonde.
"Beside Belphegor," she sounds rather apologetic, and offers Fran a tight smile as he moves from the door to his desk. A wave of whispers wash over the class as Fran moves to his seat. Bel laughs his strange giggle.
"Hi again, little frog,"
"Fran," Fran corrects him, looking past him and out the window.
"Ushishi~ You're froggy now," he announces, before placing his hand into Fran's. Fran starts, unsure of what is happening, but when Bel removes his hand, Frans timetable is left nestled in his palm. Bel giggles again, before turning away.
Fran has a bad feeling about this school already.