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Fran yawned tiredly, clutching his large grey pillow. The sun came beaming down on the small boy through a small crack in the curtains. Fran sat upright, glancing around the room, he rubbed his eyes, stifling another yawn. "Oh yeah…"

Lussuria smiled brightly, swaying his hips from side to side as he hummed a familiar tune. He flipped the pancakes, the wonderful aroma wafting throughout the rather obscenely large estate.

Brushing away a stray strand of green hair, Lussuria gestured the Prince to come help him cook. "Bel-chan, come 'ere a sec". The Gaylord said in a sing-song tone.

Belphegor growled lowly in his throat, "Coffee….Need…First".

Lussuria giggled cheerfully, stroking Bel's bed-hair, "Of course, Then you can help me cook, We have too many people to cook for," He sighed watching Bel look for the sugar pot, "I can't do everything myself…"

Belphegor nodded rubbing the back of his head, stirring the coffee with his other hand, "Sure, Whatever,"

Lussuria smiled turning his attention back to the pancakes.

"Voi, Brat!" Squalo pestered from the other side of Fran's door, knocking on it solidly.

Fran groaned, hiding within the sheets, "Nyeh, Shoo" He glared at the clock. 7:45.

Too early.

Squalo knocked on the door again, "Get up, Stupid Brat!"

"Go away, It's too early for your shenanigans, unless you have a damn good reason, I'm not getting up".

"Luss and Bel are cooking pancakes…"

Fran sighed, throwing aside the warm covers, "Fine, I'm up…"

Squalo smirked. That worked out easier than expected. "Have a shower and be down in the kitchen in five minutes".

~oOo~

Fran flew into the kitchen, running into Lussuria who had luckily placed a large plate of pancakes down on the counter. "Oh, Fran-chan," Luss smiled down at the younger boy.

Fran wiped a few strands of wet hair off his face, looking up at the colourful man, "Where's the pancakes…"

Luss giggled girlishly, "Coming soon, Fran dear," He said, picking the plate up and walking with Fran to the dining table where the rest of the Varia and Vongola were seated. "Squalo got you up with the promise of pancakes, didn't he, Dear,"

Fran shot a glare at the Gaylord, "What about it,"

Sighing, Lussuria dished out the food, "Y'know, Bel is making a special batch of chocolate chip pancakes now, if you ask him nicely, he might give you some~"

Fran's eyes widened slightly, he'd only ever had pancakes once before and as he remembered it to be. It was heaven on a plate. He looked to the door, leading into the kitchen, "Chocolate pancakes sound better…" He trailed off in search of the psycho blonde and his chocolate chip pancakes.

"Seeeeeeeeeeenpaaaaaaaaaaaaaai~" the young illusionist called, in the most annoying, attention seeking way possible. "What are you making," He asked, pointing to the frypan, obviously full of half cooked pancakes.

Belphegor looked down at Fran, "Nothing," he said quickly. Fran sat himself at the counter, just across from the Blonde.

"Really…Are you hiding something from me?" He asked innocently. Tracing a pattern on the dark granite bench top.

Bel sighed; Damn Fran sure knew how to get into people's heads. First, Fran made him carry the damn brat, and then made him sit by his bed for twenty minutes until he fell asleep, now he was trying to mooch his breakfast. "Get your own food,"

Sighing, Fran tilted his head to the side, his green eyes looked doubtful, "But Luss said…."

Bel bit his bottom lip, turning away, he growled. "Che, Fine…just don't ask for anything else,"

Fran clapped, not in a sarcastic way, in a way that would get his things in the near future. If he kept this innocent act up, He could have Belphegor - Varia's own genius eating out of the palm of his hand. Oh, this was much more fun than playing with the fairies back in France.

"Thank you, Senpai~" Fran spoke, almost happily as Bel placed a couple pancakes onto a smaller plate for Fran.

Bel sat down next to Fran, placing a firm hand on wet green hair, "I hope you bloody enjoy them, Brat".

~oOo~

"So, Senpai…" Fran started, nibbling his last pancake, "Why did you guys want me?" he asked in total innocence. "It's not like I'm a good illusionist or a good fighter…"

Bel lowered his fork, "So you really don't remember anything about the future?"

Fran shook his head silently, avoiding Belphegor's gaze. "The Prince doesn't know…" He sighed, looking back to his breakfast. "In the future, Froggy is an amazing illusionist, of course, you'd never compare to the Prince in battle, but still; you were good at what you did….."

Fran nodded, "How did I get good at creating illusions?" This was probably the first and only time he and Bel could have a proper conversation, Fran couldn't help but ask about the future though. Being shot by the ten year bazooka the night before, Fran saw a small glimpse of what the future would be like for him. He smiled a tiny bit; Bel-Senpai looked cute in the future.

"The pineapple Fairy taught you…" Bel said, snapping Fran out of his soon-to-be-perverted-thoughts-that-a-child-shouldn't-have.

Fran looked up at Bel disbelievingly, "Does that mean I have to go with him soon….So he can teach me?"

Bel nodded, "Then when Froggy's 'Varia quality' He can come back and fight with the Prince. Y'know, Froggy and the Prince are fighting partners in the future~" Fran blushed lightly.

"Who'd want to fight with a fake prince like you anyways? I must be an idiot in the future. Not to mention I must be reeeeeeeallllly short because this stupid Froggy hat is stunting my growth."

Bel took a swig of coffee to prevent himself from saying or doing anything harsh. Boss would kill him if he harmed Fran over such trivial matters.

~oOOo~

"Well, we'll be off now, Thank you, Xanxus for letting us stay the night," Tsuna gave an uneasy smile, turning to Squalo.

"Voi, It's not like we had a choice…" Squalo huffed, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Ahaha, See 'ya," Takeshi smiled, looping his arm around Hayato's shoulder, The Varia really are a colourful bunch, Hey, Hayato,"

Hayato growled, turning back to the newly fixed plane, "Che, whatever."

Haru and Kyoko waved their goodbyes, smiling brightly, I-pin looking up at the two older girls. "Where's Lambo?" The small girl asked.

Haru paled, "Uh…." Kyoko sighed, "We better go find him…"

"I-Pin will find Lambo-San," she smiled giving a half eaten Gyoza to Kyoko and ran off back into the mansion.

~oOOo~

Lambo plodded along through the kitchen, his eyes widening in glee when he spotted a bottle of strawberry milk sitting on the bench top. He tried jumping to reach the bottle, but to no avail. He spied a stack of phone books on the floor, "Lambo-San wants pink milk~" He sung, only just able to touch the bottle with his new boost.

I-Pin ran into the room, "Lambo…." She yelled, causing the latter to jump, spilling strawberry milk over himself. He came crashing down to the ground, thoroughly soaked in the sweet pink liquid. "Must….Not….Cry…"

"Faster~" Fran ordered, pointing his index finger in font of the two. Belphegor had once again been bullied by Fran to do something for him. This time, it was a piggyback ride.

"Go faster, Fake-Prince," Fran demanded once more, pushing on Bel's shoulders, launching the two hit man forward slightly.

"I'd like to hear you say that ten years from now," Bel growled sarcastically. As they ran into the kitchen, neither saw the milk spilt behind the counter until Bel slipped, dropping Fran. Fran landed rather softly, on Lambo.

There was a brief flash of pink smoke, "Senpai?" Fran asked, looking around for the obnoxious Prince.

~oOOo~

I-pin smiled, dragging Lambo by his tail, "I-pin found him~" She said victoriously, throwing him to Haru, who caught him expertly.

"Lambo-San, Why are you wet?" The brunette asked, turning to her best friend Kyoko.

"Lambo-San…Wanted pink milk…"

The girls exchanged worried glances, "What happened?"

Lambo burst into tears, his ten tear bazooka fell out of his hair, sparks flying everywhere. Tsuna jumped, narrowly avoiding the jumping purple object. "It's malfunctioning again…"

Fran tugged Belphegor along to see off the Vongola, "Um….Taichou?" he tugged on Squalo's ridiculously long hair.

"VOI! What is i- Bel what the hell did you do!"

"The Prince had a little accident…." Belphegor pouted, playing with the hem of his shirt. "It's Froggy's fault…"

Fran shot him a glare. "But you're the one who left the strawberry milk out, Fake Prince-Senpai". Squalo gave the pair a disbelieving look, sighing in exasperation. "Bel was being nice and gave me a piggyback and he slipped over in the kitchen because Lambo made a mess and he got hit by the malfunctioning bazooka thingo and now we are the same age because the purple bazooka thing was soaked in milk Senpai left out,"

Squalo promptly face-palmed, "What were you two running in the house for!"

~oOOo~

Squalo turned to Xanxus who was sipping at a glass of scotch. "What do we do? Now we have two children we need to look after…"

Xanxus shrugged, "Enroll them in a school, they're the same age so they'd be in the same class. That would keep them out of our hair for six hours and they can learn to get along.

Squalo grunted, "But we don't know how long the effects of the bazooka will last though.." He sighed, taking a sip of his own drink. "Do you really think they could just go to a mainstream school when their guardians are assassins?"

Xanxus nodded, running his fingers through Squalo's hair, "I don't see a problem with it,"

"I could take them to and from school, I already have an enrollment form for Fran, they gave me an extra so I also have one for Bel-chan," Lussuria piped up, placing the forms on Xanxus' work desk.

Sighing, Squalo placed his head on Xanxus' table, "I just hope this works until that damned pineapple comes to take Fran away".

Lussuria placed a gloved hand on the swordsman's shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze, "Everything will be fine, stop worrying or your hair will fall out".

~oOOo~

"Froooooooooogyyyyyyyyyyyy~" Bel yelled, jumping on said Froggy's bed.

Fran kicked Bel in the chest, pushing onto the floor, "I'm not getting up, moron Senpai,"

Bel pouted, jumping back on Fran's bed, "But you have to get up, We have to get ready for school~" He stated matter-of-fact-ly, sitting on Fran's stomach, reaching for a knife.

Fran pulled the covers over his head, "Not happening, Senpai," he soon changed his mind when Bel brought a knife to the young illusionist's throat.

"Shishishishi~ It's gonna be so fun~" Bel's signature grin almost split his face in two. "I've never been to real school before," Bel trailed off in thought as Fran struggled under his weight.

"That explains a lot," Fran deadpanned.

Bel glared at the green haired child, "And what's that supposed to mean?"

Lussuria knocked on the door, "Boys, come on, we have to leave soon,"

Both boys looked to the door, "Froggy has to hurry up and get dressed, Shishishishi". Bel's grin widened, turning back to Fran.

Fran shook his head in defiance, pointing towards the door, "Nuh uh, Senpai. Get out," He pushed Belphegor off his bed again, "Pervert Senpai".

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