Okay, to clear up what happened in the last chapter, Bel was hit by the malfunctioning bazooka and he was sent six years into the past. Thus, making him ten years old, the same age as Fran.

It just so the story can go as planned; I just needed to make Bel younger.

Okay, so…Without further ado, lets begin chapter four!

Fran sighed, fingering the hem of his shirt out of boredom. He looked out the window hopelessly, teal eyes flickering over the trees and buildings down the main street leading up to the school. Sometimes, he didn't know why he got out of bed in the mornings.

Oh, That's right, Bel-Senpai forced him up.

He looked to Bel, who was snickering on the other side of the car, a knife playing at his small hands idly. Belphegor was grinning madly, imagining the people they passed dying in the most morbid way possible, imagining their distantly small bodies maimed, tortured, bleeding out with the same fate his dear brother had.

Fran turned to Lussuria, who was driving, "How long till we get there," the young illusionist drawled from his place in the backseat. "Bel-Senpai is acting weirder than usual,"

Lussuria chuckled girlishly, flipping the indicator on, "Not long, Fran-chan, It's just around the corner," The older man sighed half-heartedly as they passed a woman wearing a green feather boa, she had a pale green sun hat decked out with feathers of like colour.

They pulled up in front of a relatively small building, it couldn't be much smaller than the Varia estate. But it being a school, it seemed smaller compared to a house.

The two boys quickly unbuckled their seatbelts before racing out of the car. Bel was a tad more enthusiastic than Froggy.

Okay, Scratch that, Bel was a lot more enthusiastic than Fran.

Dragging his ass out of the car, Fran stood, looking up at the relatively small building sighing as his rather simple minded Senpai hopped up the pavement to the front entrance.

"Come on, Dear, Surely you've been to school before?" Lussuria smiled lightly, taping the young illusionist on the shoulder, encouraging him to walk on his own.

Fran glared up at the colourful man, shaking his head, an action going unnoticed by the flamboyant sun guardian. "Grandma never took me to school; she said I never needed to because I was already beyond elementary level,"

Cupping his cheek with one hand and barely dragging Fran along, Lussuria trudged up to the front entrance, where Bel was waiting impatiently. It would take a while to get Fran to walk on his own, knowing how difficult illusionists are.

"Have fun, you two~" Lussuria cooed handing the two boys a messenger bag each filled with school supplies and lunch. "And don't try to kill each other," He added in. Just in case.

Fran looked to Bel and sighed, "Okay…" they said in unison, rather disappointedly.

-^u^-

"Okay, class." The teacher started, sounding as lively as ever. *cough*

"We have two new students, I want you all to help them around the school and be nice,"

He gestured to the door with a fake smile, motioning for the boys to follow. Bel walked in proudly, showing off his 'tiara' in a very manly way.

Fran kind of melted in behind the blonde, really not looking forward to sit in a room full of people for six hours.

The teacher, fake-smiled down at the two boys and gave them a piece of chalk each, "Introduce yourselves,"

Bel turned to write his name on the blackboard first, scribbling a name onto the dark surface. Fran turned to the board to write his name only to realize what Belphegor had written. "Bel-Senpai," Fran mentally face-palmed, "You're missing the 'fake' at the beginning of that."

Bel turned to glare at the slightly younger boy, "No I'm not, I'm a real Prince~" He retorted weakly.

Fran sighed, "Nobody calls you 'Prince The Ripper', Senpai,"

"Yes they do, all my minions call me that," Bel pouted.

Fran wrote down his name simply on the blackboard and turned to face the rest of the class and the what looked to be horrified teacher, "I'm Fran, He's Bel-Senpai or Fake-Prince," he jabbed a thumb in Belphegor's direction, "And I'm not looking forward to spending six hours a day in this hell hole to let's get this over with".

The teacher smiled nervously at Fran who shrugged it off indifferently and took an empty seat next to the window as all anime characters do; leaving a fuming Bel standing at the front of the class.

"Yo, Peasants. I'm PRINCE Bel and you all better not listen to that toad or I will have to slice out your tongues," The rest of the class gulped heavily when Bel produced a knife from god knows where.

Fran raised a hand.

Bel shot him a covered glare, "What is it, toad?"

"You don't have minions…."

The teacher promptly passed out.

-OuO-

Being a primary school teacher may be difficult. But if you have future Mafioso in your class. It is hell.

As Belphegor and Fran kindly demonstrated.

The pair bickered all the way through to morning tea. The fought consistently during P.E. And they had a food fight during lunch. There was only one hour left of class and the teacher was so exhausted they called in a relief teacher.

The new teacher scanned over the class, examining the familiar faces she had taught before. Although there were a few new faces. She smiled running her fingers through her honey brown locks, "Hello, class, your regular teacher has gone home because he wasn't feeling well, He may not be back until next week so you will have me as your teacher for the time being,"

She went around the room, asking each child to state their name and favourite colour, like every kindergarten class. The new teacher, Miss Matthews just laughed at Bel's reply and smiled at Fran's. Nothing the pair said seemed to phase her. I guess that's one upside to being a young female; or a ditsy air-head. Either way.

She produced a handful of papers from her bag and smiled, he deep blue eyes seeming to smile too. "So, Class. I was thinking," She began, looking around the room.

"That's a first," Fran muttered, Bel and a few other students snickered at his remark.

"Since we are stuck with each other for the week, I was hoping to do a class play," She slapped the papers on her desk.

Half the class groaned and boo'ed as the other half cheered, throwing their arms up in glee. Miss Matthews, placed a piece of paper on each desk, containing information about this 'class play'. Fran shuddered as he glanced at the paper on his desk. He found it best to push the filth off his desk with the end of his pencil.

Several arms raised as the children overflowed with innocent, simple minded questions. Miss Matthews happily answered all the questions the children threw at her.

"We will decide roles and stuff tomorrow, Class. For now, go home and think about what role you would want to do, There are plenty so don't fret about missing out," She smiled and went to start cleaning up her belongings and wipe down the black board.

When the bell rang out through the building, the sound of working soon morphed into a dull roar of people rushing out of the building. As you could probably imagine.

Fran looked up to Bel, who – for once – was waiting for him. "Luss is picking us up, Toad, Hurry up already".

Maybe not.

The two boys walked silently down the hall and out the front of the school to where Lussuria was waiting patiently with the car. Neither of them said anything for the whole trip home.

-Line break-

"So," Lussuria smiled placing one of the many dishes on the dining table, "How was school?"

Bel glanced to Fran who shook his head, "Shishishi, The class has to do some stupid play because the Prince and Froggy scared our teacher to death," Bel smiled at the last part.

"Oh, I wish you two would just behave, that poor teacher," Lussuria sighed, placing forks in front of the two children of the Varia.

"At least they killed the teacher and not each other," Squalo commented between mouthfuls of food.

"It's good experience," Xanxus said quietly. "We need strong Mafioso in Varia, think of this as training."

"Good idea, Boss," Levi praised.

"Mou…."

Bel grinned, digging into his dinner since he lost his lunch to a food war. "It's not like we actually killed him…" Bel spoke with a mouth full of food.

"Yeah, Because Fake-Prince and I fought through most of the day he ended up passing out and then we got an overly happy dumb relief teacher who's making up do a play…" Lussuria sighed sadly, Maybe it wasn't as much of a good idea as he originally thought it would be.

"So, what play do you two have to do?" Squalo asked, placing his fork down.

Both Bel and Fran grimaced, turning to each other, "A stupid one".

Muahaha, I am evil, well; Maybe not so much but still. Sorry this chapter isn't as long as the other ones, I just have a craptonne of assignments and shit so you get a short chapter.

Simple as that.

Anyway, I hope to read more reviews so keep 'em coming~

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