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So, now, I present; Chapter 5.

"Good morning, Class," Miss Mathews started with a bright cheery smile that would give Lussuria a run for his money.

"Did everyone look over the sheets I gave you?"

The class groaned in unison, replying to their overly exited teacher.

The morning had not started too well for neither Belphegor or Fran. Lussuria had to chase down Fran – and after being tackled by Bel – to get him ready for school. Then they fell down the grand staircase - Fran blames Bel for grabbing him first; and they missed breakfast. Not much if you ask me but they are growing boys. And as we all know, growing boys need attention….I mean, food…yeah.

Miss Matthews strolled over to the two grumbling children, "What's the matter?" She asked, faking concern as all good teachers should.

Fran remained silent, as Bel pointed an accusing finger at the teal-haired boy, "He pushed me down the stairs and now my arm is bruised…." Bel pouted, folding his arms defensively. Fran poked his tongue out at the self-proclaimed prince.

Matthews sighed, tapping her blue pen to her plush lips, "So, have either of you got a role in mind for the play?" Both shook their heads. "Okay then, You will be the princess," she smiled, placing a hand on Fran's shoulder.

"Haha, you're a girl~" Bel teased poking his tongue out at Fran.

Miss Matthews giggled, "And you, Belphegor, Will be the frog,"

Bel's face dropped. Fran even allowed himself to laugh a little, Bel growled at him.

"So what! I'm a better frog than you, Froggy!" Bel announced Black-Star-ish-ly, standing on the table and crossed his arms arrogantly. Earning him a few giggles from surrounding students. "Haha, Look, I'm a froggy~" Bel hopped from table to table, skipping over empty chairs.

"Belphegor, please….Stop," Miss Matthews called after the hyperactive blonde, "You'll hurt yourself".

"Nope~ I'm a frog, I don't get hurt~" The blonde hopped over to Fran's desk, kneeling down in front of the more frog-like boy.

"Sup not-real-princess?"

"Senpai, if you're pretending to be me, it's fake prince, and I don't sound like that…" Fran stated boredly, poking at Belphegor's pants.

"Do too,"

"Do not,"

"Do too,"

"You're fatter than me,"

"The prince is not fat, Fat is for…fat people,"

"Than what am I supposed to call…This?…Blubber?" Fran poked Bel's side, pinching it a little.

"No! It's called, you are not worthy to touch all this," Bel gestured to himself proudly.

"Then get your 'you are not worthy to touch all this' off my table," Fran deadpanned, motioning for Bel to move over.

Miss Matthews clapped her hands, gaining the immediate attention from every student, "Bel, Please go back to your seat, Fran, Please, no more insults. We do not put people down, that's a no-no," She said with a stern tone, shaking her head.

"Your high-pitched voice is a no-no. It's giving more of a headache then if I were sit next to my fishy 'alarm clock' for an hour being ranted at on about 'having respect'". Fran waved a hand dismissively, totally ignoring the relief teacher.

"Fran, if you don't have anything nice to say, please refrain from speaking. I will not tolerate rudeness in this class," Miss Mathews scolded sternly, folding her arms.

"Then don't look behind you, Senpai is making weird faces at you…..again,"

-(#0#)-

"Oi, Frog, give that back," Bel growled, trying to snatch the other half of his cookie Fran stole. The teal haired boy shrugged, taking a bite of the delicious sugary treat.

"Nah, Luss didn't give me a cookie, so you have to share," Fran argued with a mouth full of cookie. The blonde slouched over his table muttering something about 'stupid cookie stealer'. "Seeeeeenpaiii," Fran poked Bel's arm, offering the prince the bitten cookie, "Want it?" he looked down at the floor, scrunching the hem of his shirt with his other hand.

Bel looked up from his desk, smiling a little at the gesture, "Nah, you can have it, Luss will have to bake more cookies,"

The frog barely smiled, taking a seat at Bel's table, "Mmm," he hummed quietly. "So I take it this is the cool table?"

"Froggy, we're in Elementary school, not Junior High," Belphegor sighed, smirking as he watched Fran eat his cookie.

"Nn, Bel, Do you want to do this stupid play?" Fran spoke up after what seemed like eternal silence.

"Not really….I guess it could be fun…"Bel rested his head on his desk, flicking his pencil around with his index finger. "But I don't want to be a stupid frog…"

-(*v*)-

"Okay, everyone, From the beginning," Miss Matthews smiled clapping her hands, children scurried back to their starting places quietly, a barely audible murmur floating amongst the students.

"Bel-Senpai," Fran whispered heatedly, motioning for Bel. The 'Frog' sighed, shuffling over to the 'princess'. "Senpai, you are even more of an idiot than I originally thought….You totally stuffed it up,"

Matthews trotted over to the appointed frog, concern in her blue gaze, "Belphegor, if you keep acting up you will have detention," Bel nodded, poking his tongue out at her while she looked down to her clip-board. "This won't do…." She murmured to herself scribbling down a bunch of notes, her expression changing slightly as she wrote.

"So, how was school," Lussuria hummed, tying his apron on.

"Pretty boring," Fran mumbled, tracing a pattern on the bench top where he was seated. "Bel-Senpai is a frog,"

"A frog?" Lussuria questioned, twirling around to the teal-haired boy seated in front of him.

"Yeah, a dumb one," the child smiled inwardly remembering Bel's performance earlier that afternoon. "Hey, did you know Senpai is such a bad actor he nearly got detention without meaning to?"

The Gaylord giggled a little, "I can only imagine. So, I take it that means you two are in the play, you still haven't told me what play you're doing," He picked up a pot out from the cupboard under the oven, sitting it on the bench.

"Yeah I did, It's a stupid one, remember?" Lussuria sighed, there was just no getting through to this kid.

"Fran-hon, what type of pasta do you want for dinner?" Fran hopped off his chair to rummage through the pantry,

"Um…Vermicelli," the young boy handed the bundle of pasta to Lussuria.

Luss smiled down at the child, taking the pasta "Do you think maybe Bel is having a hard time adjusting to class?" Fran shook his head, preparing tomatoes. "Do you think maybe he is uncomfortable acting in front of the class?" Fran shrugged. "Fran-dear, please answer me, Bel seemed upset earlier and I just need to know if everything is alright."

"I wouldn't know; he seems the same stupid Senpai to me. He's not crying to me in secret about his crappy acting, you should go ask him. I know nothing." Lussuria sighed in defeat, just deciding to go with it.

"Hey, Kid, Rokudo Mukuro is coming here to meet you soon," Squalo sauntered into the room, and came to stand by Fran who was chopping up tomatoes still. Fran looked up at the shark indifferently.

"Who?"

"Some creepy illusionist guy who will teach you to fight," Sharky smirked, taking the knife from Fran's smaller hands, finishing the job himself faster. "Here," Squalo grunted, handing the chopping board to Fran who then hurried over to Lussuria.

"Oh, you mean the pineapple fairy that smelled funny?" Fran thought out loud thinking back to before he was kidnapped by Varia; when they were fighting over his custody at the waterfall. "Okay, I think I can deal with that.."

"Kid, go get ready for dinner, Rokudo will be here soon," Fran nodded running out of the room blankly.

"Do you really think it's such a good idea sending him off with Mukuro?" Lussuria questioned, the visible part of his face showing concern.

"The kid needs to learn, better now when he's still young, that way he can grow up to be independent, even now I can see he's too dependant on you," Squalo grunted out, helping Lussuria with the cooking now that Fran had left.

"But I like him, he's helpful, we don't want him to be mean or nasty, now do we? He needs a proper upbringing, we can't just hand him over to that pineapple-haired maniac.."

Squalo shook his head, "Mammon isn't around much, he needs to be around other illusionists, you're acting like he's never coming back, stop brooding like a mother hen and get over it."

Defeated, Lussuria sighed, "Yeah, You're right, It's for the best. I just hope he doesn't get hurt." He smiled weakly, "I'll always be his mother,"

"Now you're the creepy one," Squalo joked.

How was that? I don't think this chapter's all that good but that's just me.. I kinda rushed it because of my sudden urge to write this. This is probably the shortest chapter so far. Any ideas?

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