"Fran-san?" Tsuna waved a hand in front of his friends blank staring face, trying to get a response out of the teen. "Fran?" Tsuna sighed, It was the day before their year ten formal and all week, Fran had been acting funny. Always staring off into space, not that he didn't do that before; but now you almost couldn't pull him out of his zombie like state. It made Tsuna worry, and if Tsuna were to worry, everyone else would get pulled down. It was utterly depressing.

Fran's face remained unchanged as a gleaming silver knife lodged it's self into his upper arm. "Senpaiiii, stop doing that,"

"Shishishi, and why not; Froggy?" Bel asked as he sauntered over to Tsuna's table; making the young Vongola uneasy. Bel's grin faltered, however, as Fran ripped out his knife and mercilessly threw it to the floor. Leaving Tsuna in mild shock, Gokudera cursing under his breath, something like 'knife bastard' and Yamamoto just laughed because he once again didn't understand what was going on.

"F-Fran-San, Are you okay?" the wide-eyed brunette asked, lightly toughing over the torn fabric on Fran's sleeve. "You can't keep letting Bel-Senpai do this to you".

Fran shrugged rather apathetically, "I live with him, there's not much I can do except ask Xanxus for permission to kill him," He looked over his shoulder where Bel was giggling to himself, toying with another small knife. "Besides, It's not like his little toys actually hurt or anything".

Gokudera huffed, lighting a cigarette, "Screw Xanxus, You should just kill the freak. Who cares about what anyone thinks,"

Yamamoto laughed, deciding to join in, "Why do you need to kill anyone, surely death can't be the answer,"

Fran laid his head on the lunch table soundlessly, looking off to the side where his Senpai was looming over him. "Senpaiii, You can stop staring at me now, It's getting creepy".

Bel was about to retort when an ear breaking sound echoed through the huge cafeteria "VOOOOOOOI BEL! GET OVER HERE AND LEAVE THE TRASH ALONE!"

"Yeah, yeah; I'm just dealing with Froggy, I'll be over in a second, Stupid peasant," Bel called back; fiddling with a knife. He bent over Fran, a smirk splitting his face in two, "shishi, the Prince with finish this at home, Frog. Don't die before then," He jabbed the knife into Fran's other shoulder, "Ushishishishi~"

Yamamoto smiled brightly, watching Bel's retreating form, "Ah, Fran. I feel kind of sorry for you, I can't believe you still live with them," He placed a hand on Fran's shoulder, giving it a knowing squeeze.

Fran shrugged off the almost-swordsman's affection, "I'm used to it,"

Tsuna went back to exchanging worried glances with his friends. "Y-you know, Fran. You can always come and sleep over at my house when they get too much," He looked from Fran to Gokudera, then over to Yamamoto, "We are here for you". Yamamoto and Gokudera both smiled, nodding in agreement with their spiky haired friend.

Fran glanced to the knife Bel had left in his arm, taking it out effortlessly, "Actually….could I sleep at your house tonight?" He pocketed the knife, stuffing both hands into his jeans pockets, "Considering the formal is tomorrow night, everyone at my house is so worked up. Especially the Gaylord…..I'd rather not be there.."

Tsuna smiled brightly, wrapping his arm around his /not/ injured friend. "Sure, Mum loves having you over".

"When you say 'Gaylord' Are you talking about Lussuria?" Yamamoto questioned, leaning over Fran's shoulder.

Fran nodded once, repressing a shudder.

"Oh, So, Is he like, going to make you wear a dress or something?"

Fran shrugged, "Probably, I can't say he wouldn't try,"

Gokudera snickered, "So, would you wear a dress?

"Depends on how much you're willing to pay me,"

Yamamoto laughed, "Maa, you're starting to sound a lot like your big sister Mammon-Chan," He smiled "So, What if I pay you…..10,000Yen and all you can eat sushi for the rest of the year,"

"All the explosives you want," Gokudera chirped, holding up a few sticks of dynamite.

"15,000 Yen and um….I'll take you to the amusement park," Tsuna perked up, weary of Gokudera's dynamite. He still hadn't gotten used to that yet…

Fran inwardly face palmed, "Why do you even want to see me in a dress?" the tealette asked, not really wanting to know the answer. "You all sound so desperate…"

Yamamoto giggled, "But you're so cute~ C'mon, It's supposed to be fun,"

Fran sighed, "there is nothing fun about crossdressing, it's creepy and it's bad enough Luss does it at home…"

He looked up only to be met by three glares, "Fine, I'll wear a stupid dress…Only if you three keep your promises.."

"You exited about the formal, Fran?" The clumsy brunette asked, looking up from his spot on his bed.

Fran tugged on the hem of his steel blue shirt, "Not really," he deadpanned, looking up at the doe-eyed mafia boss from his spot on the floor. "Why is this taking so long…." He complained in monotone, looking to the door."

"Bianchi can't be that much longer," Tsuna reasoned, also looking at said door.

When Fran had arrived at Tsuna's house that afternoon; Nana, Tsuna's mum bombarded the young teens about their graduation and the formal. It wasn't that exiting for Fran but he kept his face through the fairly one sided conversation. When the topic of 'Fran wearing a dress' came about, courtesy of Tsuna, Nana was so riled up she rushed off with Fran in her arms to go shopping.

Shopping hadn't been much fun, either. In fact, it was probably more boring that talking about it. It was yet again, one sided. Nana would pull mountains of dresses off the racks, shove them in the teen's arms and shove him into the changing room. He didn't really want to complain since Nana was like the mother he never had. And she was paying.

He stepped out of the changing room for the fiftieth time, wearing yet another ridiculous dress. "It's perfect~" Nana clapped, gushing over Fran, just like what Luss would do, only Nana wasn't nearly as creepy.

"But it's loose here and baggy here," Fran pointed out the bust area and hip region. Indeed the dress was too big in some places. Considering it was designed for the female figure Fran clearly didn't have.

Nana shrugged, pinching spots and folding over some of the seams, "This is easily fixed, We can get Bianchi-chan to take it in here and re-adjust here,"

Fran sighed, "Can she also put straps on it, It's not like I have boobs to keep this thing up…"

Nana once again nodded enthusiastically "Sure, we can add whatever you like, Sweetie,"

So. As I was saying, Fran was sitting on the floor in Tsuna's room waiting for the bloody dress to be done with its 'alterations'.

Bianchi finally entered the room, holding the long awaited dress. Fran was still not too pleased with the whole situation but kept his façade; for Nana's sake.

Poke.

Poke.

Poke poke poke.

"Fran?"

"Hm?"

"We're here now…" Tsuna poked Fran's side once more, bringing his teal haired friend back from daydream land.

Fran weakly swatted Tsuna's hand and opened the car door. He was standing in front of a rather large building. It was white, lush vines and trees framing one side, leading out onto a deck facing a lake. Some people from their year were gathered out the front, taking pictures of their friends, some were admiring the outfits of others and some had already turned up half drunk.

Tsuna followed Fran out of the car, smiling sheepishly, "Fran-san, When do you think the others will get here?"

Fran shrugged, shuffling along in the dress he was paid to wear, walking up onto the deck, taking a seat on one of the three tables. "I don't know, but you guys better keep your promises."

Tsuna shrugged, taking a seat next to Fran. "Although I have to say, you do look pretty damn good in that dress," Fran glared at him. "Hey, though. Have you heard, Squalo and Lussuria are throwing an afterparty later on tonight, did you want to go?"

Fran sighed, "Never thought you were the type to do that sort of shit.." Fran deadpanned, "Lemme guess, Hayato wants us to go?"

Tsuna nodded enthusiastically, "Aw, come on, Fran. It's just like any other party only it's going to be the last time we get to hang out with most of the people here,"

Facepalming, Fran took a drink from one of the waiters on the deck, "No, It's not like any other party. Do you even know Squalo or Luss, It's probably just an excuse for underage drinking, Drugs and Sex." He gave Tsuna an odd look, "Besides, I live there, it's not like I have a choice…"

"Probably, but we're here to have fun, who cares."

"Yo, Tsuna, Fran-san~" called Takeshi from the grass area, walking up onto the deck to sit with his friends; Pulling a blushing Hayato along.

"Hey," Tsuna greeted back, smiling.

"What's wrong with you?" Fran asked boredly, poking Hayato in the arm.

Hayato glared at Fran, slapping the tealettes hand lightly, "Nothing," he growled. "What's wrong with you?"

Fran wanted to smack himself in the face. "everything," he deadpanned, pointing to the dress.

Takeshi and Hayato laughed, "But you look so cute in it," Takeshi cooed, ruffling Fran's green hair softly. Earning a glare from Hayato.

"No I don't. I look like a boy in a dress. That in itself is weird enough…" Fran shot back, moving away.

"Ushishishishi~"

"Oh shit….It's here…" The green haired teen deadpanned, trying to ignore Bel who was hovering over him.

"The prince is not an It," Bel argued, toying with a knife.

"I beg to differ," Fran muttered to himself. Hayato stifled a giggle at Fran's comment.

Bel sighed, wrapping an arm around Fran's exposed shoulder, "Anyway~ What is Froggy doing in a dress?" he grinned, leaning closer to Fran, "Did Froggy dress up so he could be the Prince's date? Shishishi~"

"No, I was bribed.." Bel giggled, in Fran's ear. "And who would want to be your date. That's gross,"

Belphegor sighed, placing his knife on the table, "Aw, too bad. The Prince would love to be Froggy's date for tonight~" he said in a singsong tone, earning multiple gasps and stares. "Shishishi~ too bad." Bel brought out his phone, taking a picture of the both of them.

Sighing, Fran shook his head, "What was that for, idiot Senpai?"

Bel's grin widened, "I just wanted a photo of us.." he said innocently, "Besides, now the Prince has a photo proof that the Frog wore a dress, great for blackmail, yes?"

"No, because I don't care,"

"Sure you do, just wait, The Prince will get lots more photos of us, only, next time, it will be blackmail material. Ushishishi~"

"You're a creep,"

"Knife bastard…" Hayato growled.

Bel smiled innocently, "Then just be the Prince's date tonight and nothing will happen~"

Fran sighed, "You know how desperate you sound?"

Bel nodded, his smile weakening a little, "Froooooogyyyy," he droned in Fran's ear, wrapping his arms around his Kouhai loosely.

Fran wriggled slightly, "Why do you want me though?" he asked, getting slightly irritated.

"Because you're the prettiest girl here~" Bel answered, rubbing his face against Fran's.

Fran pulled on a bit of Belphegor's hair, "I'm not a girl, Senpai. Are you blind?"

"Could've fooled me," Takeshi butted in, making everyone at the table laugh.

"Whose side are you on, anyway?" Fran asked, pushing Bel's face away.

Haru and Kyoko came running up to the group, well, as much as they could in high-heels.

"Hey guys," Kyoko said politely, smiling sweetly.

Haru smiled to Kyoko, "Y'know they're taking the photo's now, we all have to go,"

Tsuna laughed, "Come on then, looks like we have no choice."

The rest of the evening was pretty normal, Belphegor even got Fran to smile, even if it was a little bit. They had their year photos and a few of the 'couples' had their photos. Then they were all seated in friend groups to eat their – quite expensive – three course meals and the rest of the time after that, the former students took more photos, stole the helium balloons and danced with each other – rather stupidly mind you – until the music came to an end, everyone bid their farewells and parted. Only to be reunited an hour later at Squalo and Luss' afterparty at the Varia household.

Fran sighed, clutching Bel's coat tighter. It had gotten rather cold that evening and Bel was – uncharacteristically – lending Fran his jacket. The poor boy was wearing a sleeveless outfit though so Belphegor, after some nagging and whining, draped it loosely around his Kouhai's shivering shoulders. "Hurry up, Skarky…I'm cold.." Fran complained, leaning closer to Bel.

Squalo sighed, "Quit yer' whining," he fumbled a bit, searching for the car keys in his pocket.

Fran shuffled his feet, "but it's coooooold…"

"You're the one stupid enough to wear a dress.." Squalo countered, unlocking the car.

"Actually, I'm getting paid to wear this, dumb Shark," Fran deadpanned.

Everyone in Varia stared at him. "How much?" Luss pressed.

Fran tilted his head to the side, "Um…25,000 Yen, A trip to an amusement park, all the explosives I want – which gives me an excellent idea – and…unlimited sushi for the rest of the year."

Everyone's jaw dropped, "Can I have sushi too?" Bel asked, sweetly.

"No," the tealette replied instantly.

Luss placed a hand on his cheek, "Maa, That's a lot…just for a dress too,"

Fran shrugged, getting into the car, Bel following suit. "Not really, It was still horrible…"

"Good grief, Fran, do you see the fun side of anything?" Squalo asked, starting the engine.

"Probably not…" Fran murmured into Bel's shoulder, resting his head on the Blonde, clutching the jacket tight. He yawned, closing his eyes; hopefully he could get a bit of rest on the car ride back home. Because he knew that because of the party he was forced to be involved in when they got home, that he wouldn't sleep. Not that he knew what kind of shit would go down when they got there.

Yeah, -yawn- It's quite late here, I finally got this chapter done. There will be one more chapter that will consist of the after party and the morning after. Muahaha, prepare for some weird shit in the next chappie~~

Yeah, The afterparty is the reason why this fic is rated M.

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