Hello my lovely humans, Helena here, coming from the wondrous land of Sweden to bring you the preview to the fanfiction I have been working on for several months now and I don't want you people to believe that I have stopped working on this thing completely.

Fare warning, there is going to be a lot of changes not only to the KHR canon, but also to my first version of the story. So even if you have read my first story "It's in her Blood", this version will still keep you pretty much guessing as to where I am going with everything.

So please enjoy this short, slightly bigger than one page preview.

If someone were to walk straight up to you on the street and ask you the question:

"Where can I find Sawada Tsunako?"

Your response would most likely be along the lines of:

"Why the fuck are you looking for Sawada?"

Or if you're not one to curse, you could try responding with:

"Dame-Tsuna? No one cares where she lives and neither should you."

Or, the always popular:

"You're new in town, aren't you?"

This reason being, is because Sawada Tsunako, ever since she was five years old, has been practically shunned by everyone surrounding her own age rate. And it had come quite suddenly too, one day the young girl was just walking around being very much like every other five year old, and the next day she was the main target to the hateful gazes of her peers.

Now why would a soon-to-be sixteen year old girl be the main target of the heated glares and stress-relief of the other teens around her?

Well, for one, she is absolutely disgusting.

The girl probably never washes with the way her hair is in a constant state of a greasy birds-nest on top of her head, so if that wasn't a serious indicator of her hygiene nothing were. She also seem to shy away from any form of cosmetics as though they were possessed by the devil.

Another would be that the girl is absolutely stupid and clumsy.

There hasn't been one test in school that Tsuna has even come close to passing, and it would appear as though the girl could trip over thin air, always being the cause of her teams losses during P.E or even accidentally tripping into people when walking through the halls of the school buildings and just being a great nuisance to everyone. And yet, the teachers just pat her on the head and tells her not to worry about it too much, allowing her to go up the grades despite her scores, mocking every other student who desperately plows through their studies.

The worst part however, was that she was terribly rude.

Every time someone has tries to speak to Tsuna, she either pretends as though she's not hearing you, or she gives you a long look before looking away pretending as though you're not right behind her trying to have a conversation. Some even tried drastic measures in an attempt to make Tsuna at least make a sound, but she always clammed her mouth shut, never making a sound.

So why would anyone ever come looking for such an absolutely disgusting wast of human D.N.A?

Tsuna let out a cry of pain and surprise when a sudden weight collided with her side.

Being who she was, the shock of the situation sent her crashing to the asphalt under her, pain racing up her right arm as pieces of her skin was scraped off, she had to bite her lip to keep the pained groan from slipping out of her throat.

With her luck, she would have collided with someone that would actually cherish her pain.

Looking around, Tsuna had to keep herself from letting out yet another groan, only this time in annoyance than actual pain.

Her things… everything that she has just gone through the trouble of actually going to the stores in person to bye now lay scattered across the smooth ground, littering the dark gray asphalt.

Thankfully, it didn't look as though anything was broken.

Tsuna was brought out of her thoughts at the sound of a frantic voice breaking through the surrounding white noise of exited shoppers.

"Oh stars, are you alright?!"

What threw Tsuna off the most was that the voice sounded familiar, but it also sounded genuinely worried.

Worried, for her?

Well, there's gotta be a first for everything...

Slowly, Tsuna used her arms to peel herself off of the pavement, brushing her messy golden brown hair behind her ear before she proceeded to brush whatever dirt could have gotten on her off of her arms and shoulders.

She didn't know why she bothered really.

It's 2215 for heaven's sake, there is barely a speck of dirt on both pavements and buildings.

Thankfully, the buildings weren't pure white and shiny like usually portrayed in Sci-Fi movies from the 21st century. In stead, they were painted in the softer pastel colorings and sported non-reflective windows where the buildings were closer knit. Even if the sun no longer stood white in the sky and had long since returned to it's original yellow state thanks to the air and water purification stations littered in secret locations all over the Earth, the sun is… well, the sun, and is still very blinding even if it is no longer as dangerous as it once were.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." Tsuna answered the still faceless voice, looking in dismay out over her sea of scattered belongings.

"Sawada?" the voice returned, sounding very much surprised.

Suddenly, something inside Tsuna's mind clicked into place.

She now realized why that voice sounded familiar, she remembered where she had heard it before.

Every day for as long as her memory reached.

Slowly, every muscle in her tiny body absolutely tense as she forced herself to look up at the person that had so violently crashed into her.

"Yamamoto Takeshi..."

Okay, please tell me what you think and I will be back with the complete first chapter sometime in the future.

Because there is SO much more planned for the first chapter that I am deliberately keeping from you because I am evil like that.

Oh well, that was pretty much it.

Until next time my wonderful darlings.

Love, your Ladyship.

Helena.