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KateiKyōshi Hitman Fujino! Welcome to the Mafia.

Chapter 1.


Location: Sicily, Italy.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the streets. People engaged in their daily activities stopped suddenly and fearfully averted their eyes as a woman wearing a black Borsalino fedora passed them. Walking with an air of nonchalance, the woman entered a seedy little bar where two men in black suits awaited her.

"Fujino, called out by the Old Man again?" The first one spoke.

She smiled, and peeking out from under her sleeve a blue bracelet was visible on the woman's wrist as her hand idly rested on her belt. The man continued,

"The popular ones have it tough. Is it Rome this time? Venice?"

"It is Japan." Fujino stated in a soft and refined voice. Surpirse and amazement was evident on the faces of both men at these words.

"Japan? The Old Man finally decided?"

The mysterious woman looked at the faces of her colleagues and sighed.

"This one will probably be a long journey."

Suddenly, a man burst into through the doors, knife clutched in his right hand. Spotting the woman, he lunged towards her but before he could even get near enough to make contact with the bladepoint, the woman had reacted. Snapping her elbow upwards, the blue band around her wrist snaked up into her hand and formed a gun, pointed directly at the intruder's chest. Fujino smiled coldly.

"This is not a toy."

The intruder, feeling his very life at stake as he stared down at the strange blue gun, hesitated for a mere second before he dropped the knife and ran. The gun transformed again and seemed to melt fluidly as it wrapped it's way back around her wrist, once again settled into a bracelet. The woman lowered her arm and calmy surveyed the frozen patrons of the bar, who were all staring at her with wide eyes as her smooth accent broke the silence.

"My name is Fujino Shizuru, the hitman tutor."


It was seven o'clock when Saeko ascended the stairs to wake her lazy daughter up. She knew that without her intervention she will not wake up until the early afternoon, the mission would be difficult knowing how her daughter can be stubborn, but it is her duty as a mother to be strict with her child in order to inculcate good manners and regime.

"Wake up young lady, you have work to do."

Seeing that her words had no more effect than a breeze of air on her daughter, Saeko stepped forward and pulled away the pillow which was firmly gripped between the arms of her child. The groggy girl opened one green eye and peered up at her mother irritably.

"Can I know why you are waking me up? It's Saturday mom."

Natsuki finally opened both eyes, she was angry and she did not understand why the woman who who gave birth to her bothered her every week-end. Was it some kind of instinct that was automatically programmed into all mothers?!

"You don't have the right to complain, since you live in my house therefore you are in my jurisdiction, so wake up already it's time to start cleaning up all this mess in your room."

The young woman with dark hair could not believe her ears. Her mother still uses this argument as old as time.

"I'm not a kid anymore, damn I'm 19 years old already, stop giving me orders and talking to me like I'm 5."

"If you don't want orders than you can leave the family house, I believe you can have a room in the university dorm."

"You know I hate that place, I don't want to be forced to share a room with anybody."

Natsuki was shocked by her mother's behavior. I mean, sure they argue a lot when it comes to chores, but how could she put an ultimatum to her daughter!? She can't believe that her own mother has threatened her, it was absurd! Especially as early in the morning, she could have done it at least after she was awake and has finished playing video games. Dammit.

"If you don't want to go there, then you better start cleaning your room Natsuki Kuga and this is my last word."

Saeko stressed the last sentence, before dumping her daughter's pillow back onto her bed and walking towards the door. Natsuki called out after her.

"Well, you've ruined my morning here, I'm out."

With that the teen rose angrily, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After that she was planning to stay outside until her mother gave up and cleaned for her.


"Man, sometimes she can be so annoying... and what's wrong with my messy room? It doesn't bother me... hell, I can find my stuff better when it's all messy."

For two hours, she had been walking aimlessly in the less populated streets in the city. A bit further down the road, she saw the park where she used to spend her childhood, the sight of the familiar hills and trees filling her with nostalgia. Practically moving on instinct, she found herself drawn to her favorite place, hoping to find some peace of mind at the foot of the ancient tree. She didn't get too far into her quiet relaxation before a presence stood before her.

"Good morning Kuga-san."

The soft voice of the stranger took her from her reverie, and she glanced upwards at the person hovering above her. Her eyes rested on a young woman with blood red eyes and honey blonde hair, lean yet curvaceous. For a moment, she believed she was dreaming but the heat that she could feel staining her face was evidence of the contrary.

"Do I know you?"

"I believe you do not know who I am, although I certainly know who you are."

This was a reply that Natsuki was not expecting at all and that made her uncomfortable. She found it frustrating when people say that they know you when that is clearly not the case, plus she was certain that she could have never forgotten such an angelic face, so her chances of ever knowing the woman previously were slim to zero.

"How can you possibly know me? And why are you talking to me? Don't tell me you are one of those idiots fangirls? If so, leave now or I'll make sure you will."

The standing woman wore a short black skirt, a white shirt adorned with a black tie and a black jacket which foreshadowed her well modeled figure, and the final touch that makes all the difference is her fedora hat. She smiled cryptically and answered:

"Ara? Is this a threat? You will make my job easier if you are already corrupted."

"I'm not corrupted! Go away now, stupid fangirl."

Being rudely awakened by her mother on a Saturday morning and then being insulted by a stranger a few hours later was far from pleasing her. Was the world was against her today? What on earth had she done to deserve all this?

Standing up, Natsuki attempted the icy Kuga glare that usually succeeded in driving away most of her annoying pursuers. The woman standing opposite her seemed completely unnaffected however, as she merely raised one thin eyebrow and all but purred,

"Ara, I don't recall ever agreeing with that statement..."

"Which statement, that you are a fangirl or an idiot?"

SLAP.

Head was jerked to the side, and for a second it seemed like the world had slowed down completely as the reality sunk in (not to mention the pain.) Did she just slap me?! She whipped her head back to face the now-smirking woman.

"What the...?!"

"It is an unacceptable for a student to say such a thing about her tutor."

"WHAT?! First of all, I'm not your student! You only look around my age, how can you possibly be my tutor?! For god's sake, get the hell away now or you will regret it! I will not let some weird stranger slap me without dire payback!"

Luck was not on her side this morning. First her mother then this crazy woman who slaps her. Her blood boiled with rage; she could feel her fingernails digging into her palms as she clenched her fists tightly and grit her teeth. Seeing the other woman's never-faltering smile still intact just infuriated her even more. She was so pissed that she felt as though her head would explode, and she would not be surprised to lose consciousness if it continued.

The other woman chuckled silkily and lowered her head, bowing slightly as she lifted blood-red eyes to meet with blazing emerald from under the brim of her hat.

"My mistake, where are my manners? I did not even introduce myself properly, please forgive me. I am Fujino Shizuru, your new tutor and the number one hitman of the Kruger family. Pleasure to meet you."


A/N: This revised version of the chapter was wonderfully beta-ed by Komett, she has managed to make it much better. Thank you very much Komett.

A/N 2: Thanks to the reviewers who have reported the mistakes in the first version of the chapter: paeya01, Review, Lazy and confused-orange579.