Author's Note- While reading this chapter you may notice that this school does not follow normal Japanese way of doing things. I'm sorry if this upsets you but for this story it had to be done. Any questions or comments you have on the way I did things feel free to add it to your review. Thanks for reading!

Saved by the Bel

I woke up. I don't remember falling asleep but I know it had to happen because last time I looked at the clock it read 11:23 and now it read 7:12. 7:12? The bus comes at 7:20. Crap I'm going to be late! I jumped out of bed pushing my covers to a heap on the floor. I stopped in my mad dash to momentarily wonder why my alarm that I set for 6:30 didn't go off but then realized I didn't have time for that. I grabbed my school uniform out of my closest; the one dad gave to me after dinner as a sort of surprise, and began to change into it. The pants were black as was the tie, the shirt was white and the jacket was black. I ran a brush through my hair and much to my relief there were no knots. Once I was dressed and had my backpack from hell in hand I raced down the stairs. It didn't appear that dad was awake. I looked at the clock that hung lopsided on the wall, 7:16. I had no time for breakfast and no time to do anything!

I slung my backpack over my shoulder, last night I put everything inside it so it would be ready, and made my way to the bus stop. I didn't see any other kids, which made me happy. I am not a people person. There was a heavy cloud cover, it might rain later. I wasn't waiting long before the bus came. It stopped in front of me and the doors opened.

"I see we have a new face this year," The bus driver was a man who looked unpleasant in more ways than one. He had short greasy hair, fat that fell off the seat, eyes that were calculating, and he constantly wetted his lips with his tongue. Yup, just your typical bus driver. "Well take a seat."

What else was I going to do? I mean really, why tell me to do the obvious? I ignored the man's ignorance and looked down the rows. There was no lack of empty seats but I was more curious of the seats that were occupied. I counted 5 other people as I sat down. None of them stood out to me. Plain people. I scooted closer to the window and watched house by house pass by.

School starts at 8 o'clock so I knew the ride couldn't take too long, but it sure could be as boring as brushing your teeth, something I skipped this morning. I think watching a dog chase it's tail would be more entertaining than this.

"Morning Ginger Bread," The bus driver said cheerfully to a blond haired boy who just got on the bus.

"I told you, you dolt, my name is not Ginger Bread!" The boy stomped his foot. "Why do people continue to call me that?"

"Well after your gingerbread won first place at that competition-"

"I don't care! That was last year. This is this year, enough with the nickname." The boy finally sat down in the back. I guess I wasn't the only one with a shitty nickname.

When we arrived at the school I made sure I would be the last one off the bus, that way less people saw my backpack, though I didn't see how I could hide it forever.

"Have a good day at school." The bus driver called. I swear I wanted to punch the man in the nose but I'm not one to act on impulses. I got off the last step, the snap of the bus doors closing was like a finality.

Walking into Namimori Middle School grounds was like Alice falling down the rabbit hole, the entire atmosphere felt strange. I felt strange. It wasn't excitement to be starting a new school year; I've done it plenty of times before, but something else. I think it was the school itself, it gave off an odd vibe. There was only one way to test my theory. I took a step back so I now stood on the outside of the gate. The feeling was gone. What is with this school? I stepped inside the school ground again and the feeling returned. I repeat the procedure multiple times until I hit something from behind.

"What are you doing herbivore?" I turned around to see who I backed into. The boy had black hair, black eyes, and I couldn't see it but I also assumed a black soul. He looked nonchalant but angry at the same time. "If you don't get to class I'll bite you to death."

"School hasn't started yet." I pointed out, not even bothering to ask him to clarify what he meant by bite me to death. I looked at his expression and swallowed nervously. "On second thought, I think I'll go to class."

I scuffled away quickly. That guy's type of scary I didn't feel like dealing with this morning, or any morning after this. Or ever for that matter.

"Hibari, that wasn't very nice of you." The English teacher Dino came to stand by his student.

"Quiet or I'll bite you to death."

I walked into the school. I didn't even know what my classes were so my first stop would be the office. I got to the tiny room but no one seemed to be present. "Excuse me?"

No answer.

Impatiently I tried again, "Excuse me?"

"Yes?" A man with white hair and an amusing smile leaned up against the desk on the other side. "Does one of my little students need help?"

I blinked. "I need my class schedule."

"Oh?" The man grabbed a piece of paper off the desk, never even opening his eyes, and handed me it. "I believe that's what you were looking for."

The paper had my name on it, "How did you know?"

"I know things," He shrugged. "Also a man called me this morning to inform me that his little Frannie would be needing to know his classes."

Oh god. Dad. Why?

"I'm Principle Byakuran. It's nice to meet you Frannie!" The man chuckled at my discomfort.

"Byakuran!" A man with long black hair tied into a braid and a red pacifier around his neck walked into the office. He was holding onto folders and wore a look of irritation. "You needed to sign these like an hour ago, where have you been?"

"Here and there," Byakuran swiveled around in his chair to look at the other. "Don't get your underwear in a bunch, Fon, I was helping a student."

"What student?" Both looked out of the office to see there was no one there.

"Strange, where did Frannie go?" Byakuran pouted.

"Enough messing around, you're the principle, you should start acting like one." Fon hit Byakuran over the head with the folders. "Now start signing them!"

I was glad I got out of there when I did. If that was really the principle, and I doubted that, then this school was more messed up than I first thought. As I walked to the footlockers I looked at my classes. I have English as homeroom with Reborn. I'm good at writing so that class should be a breeze. Second period is Home Economics with Binachi. I guess it's a good thing if I learn how to cook because I won't survive on dad's cooking for much longer. Third period is Electronics with Spanner, not a class I would have picked for myself but because I signed up so late they put me in wherever they could. I have fourth period Math with Xanxus, I hate math but I'm pretty good at it. Then there's lunch. My stomach growled at the thought of food. Tomorrow I was not skipping breakfast. My fifth period class is Biology with Viper. Biology? They must have bumped me up a class because I'm so good at science because I thought students in 8th grade took a normal science class. I looked at my last class, Physical Education with Colonnello. I sighed. It was going to be a long school year. There was a small map of the school that was at the bottom of my schedule so I would be able to find all my classes.

I got to the footlockers without casualty. My footlocker number was? I looked down at the paper to check it. I blinked. 666. Did the school even have that many students? I was walking around like an idiot trying to find the number when I got to the last locker. Number 666. Great. I looked beside it and the number was 345. How does that add up? I tried the combination and the tiny door opened up. I slipped off my shoes and replaced them with the ones already placed inside for me. I shut the door and was about to put on my indoor shoes when I felt a tug on my backpack.

"What's this? A little froggy escaped the biology room? I better save Viper sensei the trouble and cut it up." A menacing voice chuckled. I didn't need to be psychic to feel the killing intent emitted at my back.

"Don't you mean dissect?" I tried to ignore the continuous tugging sensation but my backpack's straps were really digging into my arms. How annoying.

"No, I mean cut, dice, chop, slice, hack, slash, lacerate, tear, rip, cleave, smite." The emphasis on each word didn't go unnoticed by me and after each one there was an even harder tug on my frog.

"Can you stop that?" I dropped my left shoe and fit my foot into it.

"Why don't you say please and we'll see?"

"Please?" Even to my ears that didn't sound very convincing and sincere. I dropped my right shoe in hopes of being able to put it on as well but that hope died when I felt the footlockers slam into my back. Or my back slammed into the footlockers. I don't think it matters which. This was the first time I got a look at my attacker. He had blond hair that was messy and long enough to cover his eyes. On top of his head he wore a silver crown that sat lopsided. His smile I might have considered beautiful if it wasn't attached to such a sinister face. This guy was a different type of scary than the one from before, this one looked like he enjoys the pain he inflicts. A psychopath.

"Shi shi shi, there I stopped." He loomed over me all menacing like; the difference in our heights was now made apparent. "I see you're not a froggy but just an un-cute kohai, how disappointing."

I didn't say anything. If I don't do anything maybe he'll go away?

"So, ugly kohai, what's your name?"

"I'd rather not say." I deadpanned.

"A lowly peasant is refusing to tell me his name, this calls for a sever punishment." The blond pulled out a scalpel. It looked like it belonged in a science laboratory. He then positioned it at the base of my neck. "Only because I'm such a merciful Prince will I ask you again."

"Are you serious?" I could hardly believe this guy was merciful, I mean he just pulled out a scalpel and was threatening me with it.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" He pressed the blade against my neck even harder. I couldn't tell if it had pierced through skin yet or not.

"It's hard to tell because you're smiling." I tried to move my head away but his hand was fast and followed. "I also think it's not fair if I just tell you who I am without knowing who you are."

"I am Prince Belphegor," He moved the scalpel to under my chin, cutting my flesh along the way, and raised my head with it so we were now face to face. "And my un-cute kohai's name?"

"Fran." I figure it's better to tell him so he'll leave before I get more cut up. I could feel the blood starting to pool out of the wound. If I get blood on my uniform I'll be pissed. "Can you move now fake prince?"

"Don't add the word fake," Belphegor pulled the scalpel away, making a motion to slash as my uniform when the school bell rang. He regarded the ceiling with spite I didn't understand, and then he turned back to me. He picked up my right shoe from off the floor and with a flourish only a Prince would have began walking away. Over his shoulder he called, "I'll be taking this as a souvenir of our encounter."

"That's my shoe though, I need that!" My shout was wasted for Belphegor was already gone. I looked down at my feet. This was not good. I had to get to class though. "Argh, stupid fake prince!"

6-6-6

I made my way to homeroom; my one shoeless foot's sock slipping on the tiles the whole way. I opened the class room and stepped inside just as the tardy bell rang. The teacher was sitting on the corner of his desk in a casual manner. He wore a black suit, a fedora, and a yellow pacifier around his neck. He turned to face me, "Ciaossu. You were almost late, that's unacceptable. If this happens again it will demand retribution. Take a seat so we can begin class."

I scanned the rows of seats filled with children and spotted one that was empty. It was in the second row second seat from the window. I tried not feeling embarrassed as I made my way to it. I quickly slung my backpack under the desk and sat down. If I was lucky no one saw it. I looked around. Everyone was staring at me.

"Ah it's you!" A semi familiar voice said.

I looked up to see a boy with brown hair, "Do I know you?"

The boy shook his head no, "We met yesterday, in that store. I'm Tsunayoshi Sawada, my friends call me Tsuna."

"Hello Tsunayoshi." I said. I remember him now. He's the one who helped me find the ingredients for our dinner last night.

"Just call me Tsuna." Tsuna insisted.

"I'm Fran." I said as way of introduction.

"I'm Hayato Gokudera!" The boy in front of me with silver hair turned around to talk to me. "Any friend of the tenth's is a friend of mine."

"I'm Takeshi Yamamoto," The boy on my left said. He seemed calm compared to Hayato.

"I'm Kyoko." The girl on my right introduced herself.

These people, they all seemed really nice, and happy. They were all smiling at me as if expecting something. They already knew each other. They were friends. It kind of made me feel left out. "Nice to meet you."

Kyoko pulled out a handkerchief from her bag and handed it to me. "For your neck, it looks like it's bleeding."

"Thank you." I held the cloth to me neck and pulled it away. Yup it was bleeding, but not very badly. "I'll return it to you after washing it."

"Enough talking," Reborn spoke over the soft buzz of noise. "I'm Reborn. It's the first day of school so I thought we would have some fun. We're going to play a learning game. If you answer wrong there will be a penalty." Reborn pulled out a gun from his jacket. "Ready?"

Reborn started asking his students questions about grammar, spelling, even math or science. I watched as each student after answering the question looked relieved. It was just a squirt gun, what was the big deal? My eyes connected with Reborn's and I knew I was next.

"Fran, what socialist writer's last words were 'Last words are for fools who haven't said enough.'?

"Karl Marx." I said, pulling the information from the depths of my mind. I'm not sure how I knew it. I guess I was really into my history. Thanks to dad we had lots of history books at home, somewhere in a box that we were too lazy to unpack.

"Correct." Reborn turned to the girl beside me. "Kyoko, what pro sport gives its participant an 87% chance of suffering brain damage?"

Kyoko's face lit up, "I know this one, because my brother plays it. It's boxing!"

"Correct."

"Of course, so that explains it." Hayato mumbled under his breath. I managed to hear him but didn't understand what he meant by it.

"Tsuna," Said student looked nervous. "What is the minimum number of musicians a band must have to be considered a big band?"

"Umm…" Tsuna looked at his fingers for help. I don't think they were any.

"Time is up." Reborn announced.

"We're being timed?" Hayato protested.

"New rule. If you take more then five seconds it's the same as getting the answer wrong." Reborn pointed his gun at Tsuna and fired.

I was surprised that it sounded like a real gun.

Hayato quickly knocked Tsuna out of his seat and they both fell to the floor.

"You can not escape my bullets." Reborn fired again.

Hayato tipped Tsuna's desk on its side to form some type of barricade. Really it was quite a sight to see the two hiding behind the desk. It seemed I wasn't the only one to think that, Yamamoto began laughing seconds later.

"This isn't funny baseball freak." Hayato growled. "He could have killed the tenth."

I reminded myself to ask Hayato later why he called Tsuna the tenth.

"Takeshi," Reborn turned his attention to the laughing teen. I thought it was strange that he called us by our first names or our last names, almost as if he didn't care. "What occurred in the Atacama Desert for the first time in 400 years in 1971?"

Yamamoto blinked. "I'm not sure, what?"

"Rain," Reborn said as he fired his gun. I didn't see what was fired but I did see Hayato pull Yamamoto's foot so he slid under his desk just in time so he wasn't hit.

Our teacher was out for blood!

"Hayato, since you want to interfere so badly it's your turn." Reborn informed his student.

"Bring it on." Hayato said confidently even though he was hiding behind the desk still. It made me wonder whether or not he was a good student.

"What type of leaves were botanists shocked to find in the stuffing inside the mummified remains of Pharaoh Ramses the second?"

"Tobacco leaves."

"What three-letter word denotes the residue of combustion or incineration?"

"Ash."

"What are you forbidden to do in a snuff zone?"

"Smoke."

"What's the most common contributor to chronic bronchitis?"

"Smoking." Hayato suddenly stood up from behind Tsuna's desk. "Are you trying to say something?"

"I don't think it's healthy for students to smoke." Reborn said, true concern in his voice, as he pointed a gun to his student's head. "You answered them all correctly though, benissimo."

"Fran, would you like another question, you seem bored just sitting there." Reborn smiled under his hat.

"Do I have a choice?" I didn't really want to play this so called game anymore.

"It's good training." Reborn stated. I took it as a no. "What's one-tenth of a bel?"

Bel. Did he just say bel? I knew the answer. I know I knew the answer, but whenever I tried to think of it, I got the image of the stupid fake prince in my head. Curse him!

"You don't know?" Reborn looked surprised. "I'll give you another chance. What office image transmitter did Bell Labs demonstrate as early as 1924?"

There was that word Bel again. I tried to think, I really did, but the possibility of two of Reborn's questions having bel in it? What are the chances? I heard the gun being fired before I saw it. I didn't move as a bullet came at me. When it passed I looked at myself. I was okay, but there was a bullet hole though the back of my jacket just between my arm and side. I poked my finger through it to make sure I wasn't just seeing things. I wasn't. That was a real bullet. The teacher was really shooting at his students. My god what kind of school did dad put me in?

"Darn I missed," Reborn cocked his gun.

He missed. He missed? He hit me in the jacket, which was not a miss!

The school bell rang signaling the end of homeroom.

6-6-6

I was quick to get out of the classroom, not even bothering to say goodbye to the people I just met. It wasn't until I was in my other classroom that I remembered I left my backpack behind.

"Hey Fran, you left this!" Hayato came up behind me with my frog in hand. "You were so quick to get out of there."

"You didn't have to come all this way to give it to me," I said as I squeezed the frog's head, loathing it all the more.

"I have this class too!" Hayato sat down and waved me over. I guess I would have no trouble finding a seat.

"So why did you pick this class?" Hayato asked me once I was sitting down.

"I didn't, not really, but I think it'll be good if I learn how to cook." I sighed, thinking about food made me so hungry. "Why are you in this class? I wouldn't peg you for a guy who's into all this homemaking stuff."

"I didn't do this willingly, my half sister made me." Hayato gave off an involuntary shiver.

"Your half sister?" I inquired. There weren't that many girls in the classroom and none of them had silver hair or looked anything like Hayato.

"Hello class, welcome to home economics, I'll be your teacher for this semester. Please, everyone, call me Binachi." The woman was beautiful, tall, and elegant. She wore safety goggles on her face and had her hair up in a bun. I could feel Hayato slouch down in his chair beside me. "I want you guys to get into groups of 4 or 5. These will be your permanent groups so chose wisely."

Lovely, more interacting with people. I really hate school. I looked over at Hayato, "Is something wrong?"

"That's her," Hayato shuddered. "I still can't believe they hired her to teach this class. I don't think they've ever tried her cooking."

"She can't cook?" I tried not to think how she and my dad were alike. "I'm sure it can't be that bad."

"Did you guys not find a group yet?" Binachi was suddenly beside our table.

Hayato seemed paralyzed so I answered for us, "No, not yet."

"Well everyone else has already found a group, except for a select few, so you're automatically in their group." Bianchi walked away revealing two very unwilling people and a third who seemed happy-go-lucky.

"I don't want to be here," Sighed a boy who looked familiar. It took me a moment but I realized he was that gingerbread person from this morning's bus ride. "Just don't drag me down."

"Ooo how unfriendly of you," A boy with bluish purple looking hair and two different colored eyes laughed. "Besides that you stole what I was going to say!"

"Mukuro Rokudo," Hayato lifted his head from off the desk.

"Hayato Gokudera," Mukuro greeted. "Just because we're no longer in rival schools doesn't mean you have to be nice to us."

"I wasn't." Hayato pointed out.

I could really feel the tension in the air. It was like a storm was brewing.

"I want everyone to write your names down on a piece of paper and pass it up." Binachi called.

Ginger pulled out a piece of paper and began taking names. "Okay what are they?"

"Hayato."

"Fran."

"Mukuro."

"Chikusa."

Ginger wrote them all down and turned the paper in for us.

"Because today is the first day I thought we could do something special. We're going to make cookies. I've already baked some to show you, they should be done now." Binachi walked over to one of the many ovens that lined her classroom walls. She pulled out a cookie sheet and brought it to the front of the class so everyone could see. The cookies looked awful from where I was sitting, and I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it, but the cookies melted through the cookie sheet and plopped onto the counter. Smoke came billowing up and suddenly the sprinklers were going off as an alarm sounded.

"Everyone please evacuate the classroom." Bianchi said it as if she was talking about the weather.

"Not again." Ginger sighed. "She does this every year."

We all filled out of the room as Binachi turned off the alarm. No one else was leaving their classroom so I expected what Ginger said was true and that they all knew this was coming. Binachi joined us in the hall. "Because of the large amounts of smoke in the classroom, and because everything is now wet, what say we take a sort of fieldtrip to the school's kitchen?"

I wouldn't exactly call it a fieldtrip, we didn't leave the building, but stepping into that kitchen was something else. The first thing I noticed was all the noise. The dishwashers were going, as was the ovens, and everything was spotless from not being used for so long. I bet in a few days the place would be a total wreck though.

"I'm telling you Xanxus wants beef today," A man with long white hair who was wearing a long black coat was arguing with a woman who looked like she worked in the kitchen. The hairnet was a dead giveaway. "If he doesn't get his meat then he's going to take it out on the students. Do you really want to be responsible for sending so many people to the nurse's office?"

The lady rolled her eyes. "Fine Squalo, we'll cook beef today. If Xanxus is going to be so picky he should bring his own lunch to school."

"As if that'll ever happen, if anything he would make me cook it for him." Squalo turned around and finally noticed our class was staring at him. "Binachi, so that alarm was you?"

"Yes." Binachi smiled. "You don't teach leadership right now do you?"

"No." Squalo folded his arms across his chest. The motion revealed that he was wearing a sword on his belt. Are teachers allowed to bring swords to school? Better yet are they allowed to bring guns? "Would you like to bake cookies with us?" Bianchi offered to the man.

"Like hell I would want to do something like that!" Squalo stormed out of the kitchen mumbling something under his breath.

"Class, let's help the kitchen staff bake cookies for today's lunch." Binachi announced. She handed everyone an apron, myself included. We also got hairnets which made us all look funny. We stood around a large table with cookie dough already there for us.

"We don't usually allow students in our kitchen but because it's the first day, go wild." The lunch lady laughed.

Hayato was beside me busily pounding the dough. I wasn't certain but I was pretty sure he was a better cook than his sister. I decided to focus on my own cookies. I flattened the ball of dough I had been rolling around in my hand with a rolling pin. I made a large circle, then placed two smaller circles above it and pushed the dough between the two small circles down. I was making a frog. The dough I used was sugar cookie and I added chocolate chips to the little circles to make pupils. I found a container with red sprinkles and placed them on the lower half of my cookie to make a mouth.

"It's cute," Hayato commented. "You must really like frogs."

I had been working on another cookie when he said it. I balled my hands into fists, the dough squeezed between my fingers. "I like frogs?"

"Well there's your backpack, your pencil, and your cookie. I just thought…" Hayato trailed off.

"I loath frogs with every fiber of my being." I slammed the dough onto the table. "The only reason I made my cookie into a frog is because I want it to suffer. First it'll go onto the cookie pan where it'll then go into the oven. Once in the oven it'll bake at a 350 degrees Fahrenheit. The heat will be like slow torture. When it's done baking it'll then be devoured, being chomped to tiny bits and pieces, where it'll move down to the stomach and the acids there will finish what's left of it off."

Hayato looked at me, slightly disturbed, as did the rest of the class. "You might want to see someone about that issue you have with frogs…"

"Sorry," I said as I repositioned my face to its norm.

"Everyone, class is almost over. Place your finished cookies onto one of the pans and head back to class to collect your things." Binachi talked over everyone.

I had managed to only make one cookie but that was enough. I placed it on one of the pans, took off my apron and hairnet, and left the kitchen. The walk back was pretty nice, most of the class was scattered. I think I left Hayato behind. Oh well.

I got back to the classroom. The smoke was gone but everything was still wet. I went back to the table and picked up my frog from underneath. It managed to stay dry because of that. Other students were coming back to claim their belongings when the bell rang.

6-6-6

I pulled out my schedule to see where I was heading next. Electronics. I found the room without hazard. I got laughed at a few times in the hall because of my missing shoe. I walked into the room to see a whole bunch of parts laying around, and tables lining the walls.

I sat down near the door. I figure if something happens it'll be good to be close to an exit.

I was busy stabbing the eyeball of my froggy backpack with my froggy pencil, something that gave me a small bit of pleasure, when the chair beside me moved.

"Hello Fran," It was Tsuna's voice.

"Hello." I looked over at the boy. He seemed to be in good spirits. Did no one but me think this school was insane? Guess not.

The tardy bell rang.

"I am Spanner." A man who I hadn't noticed up until now spoke. He wore a green jumpsuit with blue cuffs. He had blond hair that had a large curl on the upper left side. In his mouth was a sucker stick and he talked around it. "This class is electronics. We'll be working with circuits, switches, wires, and such."

Spanner looked uncomfortable in front of the class, even though there were few students. He grabbed a stack of papers from off the floor and began passing them around. He got to our table and stopped. He and Tsuna made eye contact right before Spanner pulled out a sucker from one of the jumpsuit's pockets, "Would you like one?"

"Sure?" Tsuna accepted the candy.

Spanner, as an afterthought, looked over at me. "Would you also like one?"

"No." I said rather bluntly. The man shrugged, handed us each a paper, and went back to the front of the class.

"Sorry I'm late," A boy with messy black hair and a cow print tie, either that or it had bleach spots on it, walked into the room. He had one eye closed and his hands stuffed into his pockets.

"Ah Lambo," Spanner greeted him. "Glad you could make it to class."

Lambo sat down, bowing his head in apology along the way.

"Okay now back to-" Spanner began.

"Sorry to interrupt," The man from earlier, Fon I think, came bursting into the room. "Spanner we need you in the office."

"Oh?"

"Bring your tool belt." Fon advised. "Byakuran broke the school's master printer and now it's shooting out blank pages all over the office floor."

Spanner grabbed his tools and secured them around his waist. "Everyone behave while I'm gone."

"Thanks Spanner," Fon followed him out. His voice could be heard down the hall. "I told him not to touch it!"

Tsuna fidgeted around in his seat. I took a look at the paper Spanner gave me. It was a list of class rules and safety rules. A lot of them made sense, like wearing goggles while working, using gloves and a protective apron. Others, not so much. What's this about no food while working unless it's a sucker? A good ten minutes passed and I was really bored. Tsuna got up to throw his sucker's wrapper away. I watched him make his was across the classroom. All of a sudden he tripped.

"Ha ha, No-Good Tsuna!" I heard a couple of students laugh at him. I felt bad for the kid.

Tsuna picked himself up and seemed to notice that he tripped over a cord. He picked it up and plugged it back into a socket. Spanner returned just as Tsuna did so. Along the wall a giant robot came to life. Its eyes glowed and it made odd noises. Spanner looked surprised, his mouth went slack and his sucker fell to the ground. The robot lifted its arm, looking as if it was ready to attack.

"Tsuna!" Spanner was quicker than the robot and tackled Tsuna out of the way as some type of energy beam was fired. There was now a rather large hole in the wall of our classroom. Spanner got up and quickly removed the plug from the wall. "If you plug it in it will charge right up, normally it doesn't need to borrow from the school's power though. You need to be more careful, didn't you read the rules?"

Now rule number 11 made sense, it said never to plug in any unplugged cords. Go figure.

"Tsuna?" Spanner looked at the ground to see the unconscious boy.

I got up out of my seat to check on him. Tsuna was out cold.

Spanner sighed. "I better take him to the nurse's. Fran, will you help me with the doors?"

Spanner scooped Tsuna up into his arms and I opened the door. Before we left the classroom Spanner looked down at his sucker, mourning its loss. We walked in relative silence. The only sound was out feet against the floor, and my one sock. Spanner noticed I was missing a shoe but didn't comment. I was really starting to like this teacher. He was simple, and funny to watch. We got to the nurse's office and I opened the door for him.

"Dr. Shamal, there was an accident, could you take a look at this student?" Spanner asked, walking into the tiny room.

"Let's see." The man stood up and brushed his black hair out of his face. He looked at Tsuna. "No."

"Why not?" Spanner seemed puzzled.

"It's a boy, I don't treat boys." Shamal sat back down.

Spanner looked at Tsuna who hadn't woken up yet. "Is there something wrong with him being a boy? Is it something in the wiring?"

Wow this guy really needed to get out more. Maybe see some humans? I tried not to laugh, which was easy for me because I don't laugh, but it was still funny.

"Can I at least set him down on the bed?" Spanner finally asked.

"Sure, whatever, I don't care." Shamal waved him off.

Spanner walked over to the other side of the room, a white curtain divided it in half, and placed Tsuna down on a sheet less bed. Spanner looked back at me. I had followed him inside without thinking. "If you want to stay here for the rest of the class period to wait with your friend you're going to have to do me a favor."

Of course. Nothing in life is free. I didn't want to go back to class and be bored. "Like what?"

Spanner leaned in to whisper in my ear. "I know for a fact Dr. Shamal has a rare flavor of lollipops he keeps for his female patients. I want one. If you can get him to give you one then I'll let you stay."

I looked over my shoulder at the doctor, and just how was I going to do that?

I walked over to where the man was reading a magazine. From the looks of it the magazine was a perverted one. "Um Dr. Shamal?"

"Hm, what do you want?" He didn't even look at me.

"Can I have a lollipop?" I out right asked. No use beating around the bush.

"No." He said quickly. He looked up from his magazine, "Look kid-"

Doctor Shamal looked at me, I mean really looked at me. There were a few uncomfortable minutes where he didn't say anything, just stared. Finally he placed his hand on his chin and spoke, "Are you a girl disguised as a boy?"

What did he think this was some manga romance comedy? I mean really? The man sounded so serious though. "Uh… yes?"

Whatever it takes to get a sucker.

The man handed me a sucker that was orange and blue in color. I wondered what it tasted like. I grabbed the candy and was ready to return to Spanner when I noticed the change in the doctor. He cleared his throat, "Would you like to go out for dinner sometime?"

"Huh?" I blinked. "I'm a student!" "Age doesn't matter when it comes to love."

"Drop dead." I walked back over to Spanner before the man got any ideas. I handed the blond the candy. He had it in his mouth before I could blink.

"You can stay."

I pulled up a chair and together we waited for Tsuna to wake up.

"So what's with that robot?" I finally asked.

"It's not just any robot, it's a Moska." Spanner spoke with pride. I'm guessing he made it himself. "I've been working on King Mosca for years now; he's in the basement of my home right now."

This guy's hobbies scared me. His Moska blew a hole through a wall. If he wanted to I'm sure he could take over the world with those things, but he seemed too nice of a guy for something like that.

The bell rang signaling the end of third period.

6-6-6

"You should get to class, I'll watch over Tsuna since I don't have a class next period."

I didn't argue with Spanner and left him to it. I managed to find the class again without the help of my map and grabbed my frog. I noticed Tsuna's bag and made a trip back to the nurse's room to leave it with Spanner.

"Next I have math…" I mumbled to myself as I weaved my way through other students. I got to the room but what I heard on the inside was frightening. Objects were being thrown about, and then there was yelling. That was the last straw. I've had it with this school. I've had it with the teachers, and the students. If I staid in this school any longer I was going to get killed!

The tardy bell rang but it didn't matter to me, I was getting out. I tried the front doors but oddly enough they were locked. I tried a couple of other exits but still no luck. Schools were supposed to keep people out, not the students in. I finally found a door that wasn't locked. It opened up to some area in the back of the school. I could live with that. I slipped off my shoe and socks and put them into the frog, I didn't want to waste time going to get my regular shoes.

I was heading in the direction I hoped was the gate, my backpack on my back, everything was fine. That was until I ran into him. "Hello Bel-senpai. Did your hair grow? Either way I like the old style better."

"Did you just call me Bel, as in Belphegor my twin?" The boy, who looked exactly like Bel but for the fact that his hair was straight, stopped leaning against the school's wall to regard me. "I am King Rasiel."

I was having a hard time believing this. For some reason I thought it was Bel playing a trick on me. Why he would? I don't know. I suppose it's not uncommon to find twins. I finally decided to accept it.

"I don't like people mistaking me for my brother." Rasiel pulled out a switchblade from his pants pocket. This situation seemed very familiar. It was an experience I shared this morning with the "King's" twin, Belphegor.

Rasiel's hand moved closer, I went to doge it and didn't see the kick coming. The kick landed in the side of my stomach. I stumbled over but managed to save myself from falling. I didn't have time to balance myself out before I felt his hand grab my shoulder and was roughly jerked back. "You're my prey therefore there is no escape for you."

The blade came down and I raised my hands to my face. I felt the cold metal cut across the palms of my hands. Rasiel let go of my shoulder just to replace it with a fist in my gut. I gasped out because of the pain. I felt tears gathering at the corners of my eyes. This was not good. Rasiel backed away, most likely to land another kick, I took that as a chance to get away. My feet felt clumsy on the ground but I ran as if my life depended on it, which it did.

"Hey get back here!" Rasiel gave chase, much to my displeasure.

I turned one of the corners of the school, heading in whatever direction was away from Rasiel. I was so focused on the ground I didn't notice the obstacle in my path. Suddenly I was in contact with something solid. God I hoped it wasn't a wall. I looked up through my green bangs which had fallen into my face, "Ouch."

"You should watch where you're going, frog."

It was Bel-senpai. Standing between two maniacs was like picking one's own poison.

"What happened to you, not that I care or anything."

"There you are!" Rasiel caught up.

"Jill?" Bel looked slightly annoyed at his twin. "Just what are you doing to the frog?"

"Frog? Do you mean him?" Rasiel pointed his switchblade in my direction. "Why brother, what is he to you?"

"An un-cute kohai." Bel shoved me aside, after that he said, "Don't get in my way, frog."

I might have retorted but I silently observed the fact that in Bel's act of rudeness he managed to push me behind him. I'm not sure if it was on purpose or not, but I had to admit I felt better. Safer? No. A little better? Yes. As the two threw insults at each other I took a look at my hands. The cut could have been deeper though how it was now I would have trouble writing later. I used my fingers to fish out the handkerchief Kyoko gave me earlier. I would have to buy her a new one. I used the cloth like I did last time, pressing it against the wounds. I looked up just in time to see Bel-senpai throwing scalpels at his twin. Where did he get so many? Rasiel was also throwing knifes back at Bel-senpai.

"Is that all you've got Jill?" Bel mocked.

"You are weaker than me and will never beat me; your sad attempt makes me laugh."

Bel lunged at Jill taking them both down. Their brawl stirred up so much dust I couldn't see them. It was like something out of an anime. Rasiel finally picked himself up off the ground and made a quick get away around the corner. From what I could tell he had had the upper hand, so why did he run away?

"Enjoying yourselves?" Byakuran's voice sounded from behind me. Both Bel and I turned to see the principal standing there, smiling like an idiot.

"Tch." Bel picked himself up. "I guess the jig is up."

"Shame on you two, ditching classes on the first day." Byakuran shook his head in disappointment. "You know what else starts with a D? Detention, which you two will be having tomorrow after school. Now get back to class before the Discipline Committee catches you."

In a daze I made my way back to the door I had snuck out of. Bel was moments behind me. Inside I took out my socks and put them back on along with my one shoe.

"I left history for that?" Bel was mumbling to himself.

"Oooooh~ That was close~ Thank you~ senpai." I said, now walking behind Bel.

"Don't say thanks, frog." Bel looked over his shoulder at me. "If anyone's going to kill you it's going to be me."

"That makes me feel so much better." I realized my sarcasm wasn't at its fullest. I needed to work on that.

"Shi shi shi," Bel was already at his classroom. "Don't get killed un-cute kohai."

"Hm? What does Bel-senpai mean by that?" I blankly stared at him.

"You have math this period with Xanxus, right?"

"Yeah."

"Shi shi shi," He laughed as he walked through the door.

I wonder what he meant by that? My class was clear on the other side of the school. As I walked I also questioned how in the world did Bel know what class I was going to? I never mention it to him! I let the thought go as I entered my class. It was not only a disaster but the other students looked afraid. I could see why. The teacher was scary looking! He had burns on his face along with a scowl.

"Well look who it is." Xanxus glared at me. "You look like crap. Are you being picked on by bullies? Ah whatever. Take a seat before you piss me off."

I took a window seat in the back. Class was almost over so it wasn't worth coming back to. I looked out the window. Looking into the windows of other classrooms I saw other kids who were as bored looking as I. It was when I was staring off into space that I discovered one of those students was Bel-senpai himself. Hmm… math might not be so bad after all. That class period ended on a bright note.

6-6-6

I got in the lunch line before a good half of the school. When I was done getting my food I looked at the cookie on my tray, it looked normal, not one made by students. It didn't matter to me. The cafeteria was filled with wooden round tables with metal chairs pushed in under them. The floor was covered in white tiles that would make it easy for the janitor to clean up.

"Hey there Fran," Hayato came up on my left. The boy Yamamoto came up on my right.

"Hello…"

"You should come over and sit with us!" Hayato directed me over to a very crowded table at the back of the cafeteria.

It was chaos. I saw Tsuna sitting by a boy who was talking about boxing. It was good to see that Tsuna was alright after what happened. Then there was Kyoko who was sitting by a girl with brown hair and another with long black hair. From snips of their conversation I could tell they were talking about how their first day had been so far. There was that guy, Lambo I think it was, who was fiddling with some electronic device. There were others though. There was a beautiful girl with braided hair. She was stirring her ramen noodles. There was a kid with a really large book, and another who was fussing over him.

"Futa stop reading at the table, thou thinks you're going to get food on it."

"But I just got to the good part!"

Hayato and Yamamoto sat down beside Tsuna. I'm guessing the noise was normal with them. I was about to walk away, maybe to find a table in a more quiet area, when Hayato pulled me down beside him. "No need to be shy."

"Trust me I'm not."

"Hello Fran," Tsuna leaned over the table so he could see me.

"How are you feeling?" I asked.

"Oh that?" Tsuna looked embarrassed, I felt bad for bringing it up. "I'm fine now. Spanner waited for me to wake up. He said you also waited for me. Thank you."

I ate my meal in silence after that. Listening to them talk was very interesting. I learned that the brunette is named Haru. She's very smart and used to go to an elite school until it burned down. The other girl who was with Kyoko is named Hana. The third girl is named I-Pin. She works at a Chinese Restaurant to save up money for college. The boxing maniac who over uses the catch phrase 'to the extreme', is Kyoko's older brother Ryohei. The other two were Futa and Basilicum, but he likes to go by Basil. There was a very wide range of different types of people sitting at one table.

After dumping my tray I had no desire to go back to the table. Nice people but I needed space from all the, whatever it was that they were. I walked into the hall. I'm not sure what I was planning to do but I never got a chance to do it.

"Froggy." Bel-senpai came over to me from out of nowhere. Creepy how he did that.

"Bel-senpai."

"There I was, in the cafeteria eating my lunch, but all I could think about was you." Bel showed me what was in his hand. It was the frog cookie I had made earlier. "Can you guess why?"

"I made that in home economics." I stared at it. Why do frogs always come back to haunt me?

"Really?" Bel looked at the cookie thoughtfully. "I would much rather eat the real thing."

"A frog?" I wouldn't put it passed him.

"No, idiot-"

"Bel!" Bel was cut off.

"Lussuria, Levi." Bel greeted the two teachers.

"Hey it's the kid from before." Lussuria, yeah I recognized him, looked at me. "I see you're not a girl!"

"Thanks for noticing."

"But yesterday I thought…" Lussuria paused, unsure of himself.

"If you want help checking," The other man, who by process of elimination had to be Levi said, eyeing me purposely.

"Old pervert." I turned to Bel-senpai. "I can see why they would be your friends."

"Hahaha you're so funny!" Lussuria laughed.

"They are not my friends," Bel frowned. "Say that again and I'll kill you."

"What did you just call me!" Levi yelled, he seemed a little slow on the ball. "Bel it doesn't matter. Kill him!"

"I don't like you, why would I do something you tell me to?"

I stopped caring and began walking away. The number of idiots in this school was increasing, as was the number of dangers. Before I could get anywhere the bell rang signaling the end of lunch.

6-6-6

"Bel-senpai, why are you following me?" I looked over my shoulder to see the blond not far behind.

"I'm not."

His statement was made true when we both stopped at the same door. Biology.

"No way." I stared open mouthed at the door. "What awful luck."

Bel opened the door from behind me and pushed me inside. A few heads turned at our entrance. People seemed more concerned with Bel than me. I was kind of glad. These upperclassmen didn't need to take note of my frog backpack.

After Bel sat down at an empty table I grasped the fact that there was only one other empty table, the one in front of his. What did I ever do to deserve all this? I sat down, trying to not make my anxiety known to everyone. "Bel-senpai, I think you should trade me seats and sit in front. Having this killing intent emitted at my back hurts. Also being stared at by a future serial killer makes me uneasy."

"I'm not moving." Bel leaned his chair back and stuck his feet up on the table. "Frog, if you don't like it then maybe you should move."

I looked around the classroom, "There are no other open seats then the one beside you."

Bel didn't say anything.

What is that saying again? Keep your friends close, your enemies closer, and your potential murder closest? Or something like that. I wasn't sure if it was an invention, but if it was, and I turned it down, it might result in more pain for me. I got up and moved to the seat beside Bel. He didn't kill me. That was always a good sign.

Our teacher was walking around the room when the tardy bell rang. He finally found what he was looking for, a box of tissues. The whole class watched as he sneezed into a tissue, and then looked at it thoughtfully. The man, who was rather petit looking, was wearing a jacket that made it impossible to see his face. He also wore a pacifier, similar to Fon's and Reborn's, but his was a color of indigo. He explained to the class, "I have a cold."

The man pointed at a row of jars laid out on the tables behind everyone. "This year in biology we'll be dissecting many things. In those jars are a few good examples. Take a look."

We all scooted out of our chairs, even Bel, and made our way to the back of the classroom.

"Shi shi shi," Bel was holding up a jar of formaldehyde with a frog in it. "How would you like to be put in a jar?"

"You're really warped." I said, he just laughed.

I looked over at a jar with a white rat in it. Ugh. I walked away from the others and headed for our teacher, Viper. "Pardon me, but are you sure I should be in this class? I'm a year younger than everyone else. It's a mistake right?"

Viper looked at our class sheet, "Fran, right?"

"Yes." Please let this be a mistake. Being in the same classroom as Bel-senpai with scalpels and dead things. It was like a living nightmare. One that I really wanted to wake up from.

"Why shouldn't you be in this class?" Viper put the paper down to sneeze.

"Hey Froggy!" Bel called excitedly, I looked over to see him holding up an eyeball. He walked over with it between thumb and forefinger.

"Quite being disgusting," I looked at the eye, it looked back. "I don't even want to know where you got that from."

Viper looked at the eyeball. "You should go wash your hands."

Bel-senpai shrugged his shoulders and walked out of the room. He still had the eyeball. I sat back down. We just ate lunch, and there was only so much I could stomach. As soon as I was seated a few of the kids came over to me.

"Sitting with Belphegor is dangerous." A girl said. "He almost killed another student before, but because he's royalty the whole ordeal got shoved under a rug."

"I can't believe it!" I gasped. "He's actually a prince?"

I always thought he was just over egotistical.

"Yeah," The girl nodded her head vigorously. "His twin will one day be king too, unless Belphegor succeeds in killing him. He tried it once already but failed. It would be nice if they both disappeared. They're both devils!"

"Bel has a nickname," A boy who was standing beside the girl said. "He's called Prince the Ripper, but never to his face."

"It's fitting," I mumbled thoughtfully.

"You should stay away from him, he's trouble." The girl continued. Her voice was really starting to annoy me. "I bet he even gave you that cut on your neck, or the ones on your hands."

I clenched my hands into fists.

"You can pull up a chair and sit by us." The boy grabbed my upper arm and gave it a slight tug.

I pulled my arm away from his hand. "You guys are idiots."

"Look, just today Bel almost killed his twin Rasiel during fourth period. He's crazy!"

I already knew that, but how did they know that? "Where did you hear that from?"

"The entire school knows about it!" Another kid enlightened me. "The rumor is traveling around like a wildfire."

Not because I wanted to, but because I felt bad that I was part of the cause of this rumor did I say something. "Look everyone you, and the entire school, have it all wrong. Today I was trying to- hey wait where are you all going?"

Everyone had scattered back to their seats. I turned around to see Bel-senpai standing there. That smile of his was still on his face. The eyeball was gone.

"Is the Froggy trying to stick up for me?" Bel pulled out a scalpel. "I don't need you to defend me."

"Can I have my shoe back?"

"No."

Well it was worth a shot.

6-6-6

My next class period was in the gym, it being P.E and all. I looked around the room, which by the way was HUGE! It had polished wood floors, white walls, and had cages containing various balls along one of the walls. It was one of the nicer gyms I had ever seen, and I had been to many different schools before. There was a group of kids waiting around for class to start.

"Fran!" Hayato called me over. "I see you have P.E with us."

"Us?"

"Yamamoto and Futa." Hayato clarified. I didn't see the two he mentioned but I took his word for it.

"Okay kids gather around!" Colonnello, our P.E teacher, was tall with blond hair and had a blue pacifier around his neck. I wonder why a lot of the teachers had one. "I'm assigning locker numbers and we have to pass out gym clothes today. Everyone get in line and if this goes quickly we can play a game."

"A game? If it's anything like Reborn's game, I'll pass." I absently said out loud.

"Oh so you have Reborn," Colonnello, who must have heard me, laughed. "Yeah he's something else. The game I was talking about was soccer."

It was hard to tell which was worse. I hate sports. I think working in groups as a team and all that exercising is too much work. There's my laziness kicking in again.

We got our locker numbers and were sent to the locker room to make sure the combinations given to us worked. Mine did. I got locker number 33 and my combination was 6-16-26. We were also assigned gym clothes and shoes. It was nice to have two of them again, shoes I mean. There was nothing special about the outfits; they were simple and rather comfy. The top was a white T-shirt and the bottoms were black shorts with a white stripe down the side.

"Okay now that everyone is ready we're going to run a few laps and do some stretches before heading outside." Colonnello announced.

Like a hamster on a wheel, running laps got us nowhere. I like having a destination. I saw Yamamoto running really fast. He played baseball and was fit because of it. I saw Hayato running along beside him. Yamamoto looked calm and happy but Hayato looked angry. They passed by me.

"I'm going to beat you!" Hayato said, pushing himself even harder but never fully passing Yamamoto.

"Is this a new game?" Yamamoto laughed.

"It's a race," Hayato confirmed. "And I'm going to win it."

"But we're running in a circle." Yamamoto pointed out.

"Shut up!" Hayato tried speeding up, Yamamoto easily matched his pace.

From how things looked it seemed to me Yamamoto could effortlessly out run Hayato. I had to speculate why he didn't. Why he kept running beside him. My thoughts were interrupted when Colonnello made a whistle sound with his fingers. "Let's head outside!"

The soccer field had freshly cut grass. I could smell it in the air. It was pretty hot out, with the sun still overhead. We lined up as Colonnello put us into two teams. I ended up on Yamamoto's and Futa's team. We were against Hayato who seemed pleased he would be up against Yamamoto. A friendly rivalry? Yamamoto was good at baseball but once the game started it appeared he wasn't half bad with soccer either. Hayato had a fiery attitude and used explosive kicks but altogether he wasn't very coordinated. Futa was running around to help as best he could, but he didn't seem very into the game. I was positioned as a defender, protecting our goal for the first half of the game.

"Score is 0-0." Colonnello announced. "Yamamoto and Hayato have been running around the field like crazy. Let's get other people out there."

"It's not our fault that Hayato is being a ball hog." A boy complained as he took centerfield.

"Shut up!" Hayato snapped as he took over as the goalie.

"Here Fran, switch me places." Yamamoto said, running over to my side.

"I'd rather not." I said quickly, but the writing on the wall was clear.

"Quite joking around, we're counting on you to score a point!" Yamamoto encouragingly pushed me forward.

I stood on the right side of the field and waited for the game to continue.

Right off the bat the other team got the ball. I surged forward to intercept it, kicking it from out of the other's rang. I moved the ball along with gentle kicks until someone on the other team tried to kick it away from me. I grabbed the ball between my feet and jumped over the on coming foot. Their kick only hit grass as I made my way to the goal. I kicked the ball hard at the net where Hayato was waiting patiently.

"Did you see how high that jump was?" Someone gasped.

"Wow Fran's like a frog!" Someone else commented.

I abruptly turned around to stare the kid down, "I am not like a fr-"

My sentence was cut short when Hayato returned the ball into my face. If I hadn't stopped paying attention to the game it never would have happened. Damn frogs.

I felt the ground before I knew I had fallen over. Hayato kicked really hard. The sky was no longer covered in clouds and was a gorgeous shade of blue. Looks like rain wasn't in today's forecast. I was wrong after all…

"Holy shit, Fran, are you okay?" Hayato and a few other students were leaning over me.

"Move back," Colonnello came up. "He looks fairly out of it. I'm going to take him to the nurse's."

The nurse's? Doctor Shamal? That man who thought I was a girl? I quickly sat up, scaring a few people. "It's okay, I'm fine."

"Fran, you're eyes are unfocused looking and you're still looking at the sky." Colonnello pointed out to me.

"That's because the world is spinning." I tried standing up and with Hayato's help I managed to do so.

"At least sit out of the game for now," Colonnello looked concerned. "There are enough people on both teams still."

I sat down on the sidelines beside Colonnello. The grass felt nice and after awhile my head stopped throbbing. It would have been sad to make it through the whole day so far after all I've been through to get done in by a soccer ball. I was busy pulling blades of grass apart for lack of nothing better to do when I heard someone shout, "Fran, head's up!"

I looked up in time to see a blur of black and white coming at me.

6-6-6

"That's going to leave a mark!"

"You idiot, why did you do that?"

"I didn't mean to!"

"I hope his face will be okay, he's so cute."

"Dude, you sound like a girl."

"Enough!" Hayato's voice. "Give him some air."

"It's like soccer balls are attracted to him." Futa observed.

"Good thing it wasn't a baseball or he might have a black eye," Yamamoto's voice this time.

The voices I could hear all around me. I couldn't open my eyes though, they felt too heavy. I must have momentarily black out. How bothersome.

"I'm taking him to the nurse's," That was Colonnello and I knew I had to get up or else I would be handed over to that womanizer of a doctor. I had heard rumors about him during lunch when Tsuna was retelling his story to the girls, of course only after they begged him to.

"Ngh." That's all I got out. I tried opening my eyes again and this time it worked.

"He's awake!"

"Are you okay?" Hayato held up his hand. "How many fingers do you see?"

I reached my hand up and palmed him in the forehead, hard.

"He's okay." Hayato informed everyone, backing away.

"Fran, can you hear me?" Colonnello was beside me now. "I'm taking you to the nurse's, hang in there."

Using all my willpower I sat up. It was fine that everything was swimming in my vision now. I'd be okay. "No."

"This isn't something you can argue. You need ice on that bump of yours."

"I can walk." I got up, able to stand on my own.

"Are you saying you want to walk to the nurse's by yourself?" Colonnello sounded concerned. "I don't think that's a good idea."

Yeah, no kidding. "Finish the game. I know where the nurse's is, I can get there by myself."

I got a pass from the teacher and walked myself off the field. I walked through the school in a daze and the hall wall became my new best friend. I got to the nurse's office and was able to hear voices through the door.

"Oh Doctor, you flatter me!" It was a woman's voice. There was a fit of giggling and my face turned green. I felt worse than when I saw the eyeball.

Giving up on getting ice I decided to kill some time exploring. If Byakuran caught me I would have the pass so everything would be fine. There were posters on the walls advertising after school clubs that would be starting soon. I skipped over all the sports ones because I had no desire in doing anything athletically involved. There was a Go club, a Chess club, a Music club, and the list went on. I have no exceptional talents so everything was out. I kept walking until I came upon a door marked basement. Our school has a basement? I tried the door knob. It was locked, of course. Out of curiosity I put my ear up against the door. I didn't really think I would hear anything but was surprised when I did. There was this buzzing sound, a heater perhaps, and something else. A noise I couldn't identify.

"Did you hear something over there?" A voice came from the adjacent hall. I didn't have time to run away so I opened the nearest door other than the basement and stepped inside. Through the door's window I could see three adults walk by, they must have been teachers. I don't know why I hid, I had a pass after all, but for some reason it felt necessary.

"Hello…" That voice sounded familiar. I turned around to see that white haired guy from earlier, Squalo. "Welcome to leadership class. You better have a good excuse for being so late."

"Oh no, I don't have this class." I waved my hands in front of me. "I came in here because… Xanxus is going wild…"

It sounded like a good lie to me. Earlier it sounded like Squalo had to deal with Xanxus all the time, and after seeing the man I'm sure my lie wasn't far from the truth.

"Great," Squalo sighed. "If I don't stop him he'll break a window like last time. That damn temper of his."

Once the man was gone I was prepared to leave when a hand slammed on the halfway opened door, closing it. I knew that hand. I knew that hand all too well.

"The little Froggy lied. You had math earlier so how would you know what Xanxus is up to?" Bel-senpai has leadership class. It made sense with him thinking he was a Prince. "Did you ditch your class, sneak into mine, and lie to the teacher just to see me?"

"As if. I don't like your type at all." I educated him, and then forced the door open and left. His laughter echoed after me.

I got back to the gym just a few minutes before school ended.

"Oh good you're back, go change out of your clothes." Colonnello accepted his pass back and I went to the locker room.

Hayato slammed his locker shut.

I went over to my locker and opened it up. Yamamoto was the closest to me so I thought I'd ask him. "What's with him?"

"Hayato?" Yamamoto laughed. "He's mad because the game ended in a tie."

"Oh. What was the final score?" I changed back into my school uniform and put up my gym clothes. They would have to be washed once a week, maybe twice…

"0-0, no one ever scored." Yamamoto walked out of the room with me. His black hair was wet, meaning the class had taken showers, because I hadn't sweated much I didn't feel I was obligated to do the same.

The school day ended and I felt a sigh of relief escape through my lips, I had made it.

6-6-6

I had on my normal shoes, my froggy backpack that also managed to survive the day, and I was ready to go home and crash. I caught the bus and sat by myself once again, happy to finally have a chance to catch my breath. When I got home I saw that dad wasn't back yet. I had time to finish my room. I went upstairs and dumped my box of stuff onto my bed, only after kicking my frog under it. I pulled out one of the posters. This one had a kitty cat on it that was holding onto a tree branch that read 'Hang in there!' I pinned it up over my bed on the ceiling. I had a funny feeling I would need to see it every morning and every night. There was another one that had a picture of an owl with large yellow eyes that read 'Who cares?' I put that one on my closet door. The last one my dad got me was of a wolf; it didn't have any sayings on it. I put this one on the wall my bed faced. I grabbed my books and using bookends placed them on the corner of my desk.

"Finished." I smiled to myself. I heard dad's car pull up. Perfect timing.

I went down to find him. Dad was in the kitchen putting much needed groceries away. "Hey Frannie!"

"How was work?" I was waiting for him to tell me I was right about the store being messed up.

"It was a normal day of work. Nothing was strange. And they were all really nice people."

"Was it the same store?"

"There's only one in town with its name." Dad finished putting things away. "So how was school today?"

I took a deep breath. "I got up late because my alarm didn't go off and was hungry for most of the day because I didn't get to eat breakfast. My school is crazy I almost died so many times today! A maniac who goes by the name of Belphegor almost sliced my throat this morning and he took one of my shoes! My homeroom teacher Reborn has a gun and was firing it at the students. I got shot in my uniform and now I have a hole in it. My second period teacher cooks worse than you, her food is like acid! Spanner, my Electronics teachers has a giant robot called a moska; it nearly killed Tsuna and fired a laser beam into the wall where now there's a hole. My fourth period teacher is very violent and a teacher with a sword is the only one who can control him. Bel-senpai has a twin which is twice as scary. He tried to kill me as well! At lunch I met lots of people but then I met Bel-senpai in the hall and later I found out we have biology together. Biology! He made me sit with him, in a way, and he showed me an eyeball. What kind of person does that? I heard a lot of rumors about him from other students. They say he's called Prince the Ripper. He's very dangerous, though he did help me out when his twin tried to kill me so I guess he has some good parts. Though that's not the point! During P.E I got hit in the head twice with a soccer ball then when going to the nurse's, who by the way thinks I'm a girl and asked me on a date, I ran into Bel-senpai's class. Don't ask why. I don't think I've ever had a day so full of-"

"So how was your day?" Dad asked me again, breaking my rant.

I paused and finally said with all the sincerity I could muster, "Not half bad."

"Good to hear. Just think it's only the first day!"

I blinked. Only the first day? Only the first day? Only the first day? I began hitting my head on the nearest wall.

"Stop that Frannie before you get hurt!"

It was too late for that. Obviously he hadn't heard a word I said about my day.

To be continued…

Authors Note- Quite a bit of the dialogue was taken from Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Chapter 220 page 5 through chapter 224 page 4. I did this because I wanted to keep them in character and because I felt it was appropriate. There are also a lot of references made from the manga in this story that may or may not have been noticed. I won't be quoting from the manga as much in the later chapters in case that annoyed you. I apologize if characters seem out of character, if you feel they are could you helpfully add input on how I can improve? This is the longest chapter I have ever written and it took me the longest time to write. I poured my heart and soul into it so I would love to hear what you guys think! =^-^=

Next chapter- Reborn makes an important announcement during homeroom, Bel and Fran have detention together, and Fran gets home by means other than a vehicle!