Reaper-chan: Hi guys it's Reaper-chan here on with another story for KHR! While I was typing the next chapter of Then There Were Five this idea just popped inside my mind so i just hafta get this out of my system! So here it is Read and enjoy!
Summary: Everything was just normal, get hummiliated in an High Class School filled with rich bastard and bitches but everything changed when a package from Takara Tomy arrived. She was just expecting a cute chibi Sawada Tsunayoshi plushie but she got much more that she wished for including a sadistic Hitman Tutor.
Disclaimer: I dun own KHR or even Takara Tomy or even the Brand names inside the story all of them belongs to their rightful owners!
Vongola Dolls
Chapter One
The unexpected Prize
By: Angelz Reaper
Hajimari de Gozaimasu
When you have a fever partnered with a headache big enough to blow your brains out and render your IQ to zero, together with some flu virus attacking your system and an effing dry cough leaving you beyond mute, all you hafta do is drink NEOZEP fast on colds and-WAIT! THIS IS NOT A commercial FANFIC UGH! Well anyways, when you have the said flu any normal person would lie in bed covered with thick layers of sheets with a cool pack on their foreheads sleeping their fever and headache away giving in to the heavenly bliss of their soft beds and into the world of Fushigi Yuu…err lalalaland…and as I SAID any NORMAL person would.
BUT!!!!!
When you're a seventeen year old teenage anime otaku like the girl who's eating a strawberry pockey instead of a chicken noodle soup and was lounged comfortably on her comfy sofa, you would ignore all the tasks that normal peeps would do when you are hit by the flu virus during the peak of summer so instead you….
1. Eat pockey! (Preferably strawberry flavour)
2. Sit your scrawny ass on the sofa all day long accompanied by her numero uno mi amigo, her laptop.
3. Watch Katekyo Hitman Reborn being played by her best buddy (her laptop) eyes glued on the screen ignorant of the radiation not caring if her eyes would go bad after or read the manga.
And last but not the least….
4. Fangirl at Tsuna, not the RABID FLESH EATING YAOI/YURI THAT WILL GLOMP ANY OBJECT OF AFFECTION ON SITE BUT THE subtle type. Inwardly squeal and drool so the people near you won't look at you funny thinking you're a mental ward patient.
Soo…
That what she did.
Yes, she was one happy, content teenage girl even though she has a high fever mind you. Just give her some pockey, a laptop and the series of Kateikyoshi Hitman Reborn to watch and she's good to go.
Narciel Tsukiyomi was sitting leisurely on her fluffy sofa eating some strawberry pockey with a red nose and a fever pack on her forehead reading her favourite manga chapter 256 of Kateikyoshi Hitman Reborn.
She was on the tenth page where the transfer machine would move Tsuna and co. back to Namimori but suddenly the light on her house went out.
"Kuso! And I'm on the nice big important part!"
But her happy time was soon interrupted when her phone rang bringing her a feeling of dread.
Minutes Later…
The rain poured mercilessly from the dark heavens accompanied with some lightning and thunder in the background. And as furiously as the rain poured, profanities ranging from English, Japanese, Tagalog and finally Italian fired out of the door and into five kilometres radius of hearing rage breaking the glasses of some buildings that are unlucky enough to be built near the monstrous outburst. It was like a riffle gun rampaging non-stop, merciless, and also as fierce hitting the target in full unforgiving force.
"NANIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The raven haired girl stared with horror at the receiver of her phone flabbergasted almost dropping it to the wooden floor.
Almost shakily, she neared the end of the receiver again to her earlobe as if afraid that the inanimate object would bite her the moment she made contact.
"C-can you please repeat that again Maria-san?!"
The caller at the other end of the phone grunted in an unlady like manner and with a harsh voice she answered "This is why I hate commoners; they are so dumb with a pea for a brain. Has no breeding and no manners at all."
Blah, blah, blah, and more blah. Almost every day of her life she would here Maria Cavallie's commoner rambles. Commoner this commoner that and most of her words would easily pierce it labelled arrows at her… after all she was per say a commoner. So out of experience she learned that in order to tune out her whiney high pitched voice, you have to think of happy thoughts…yes happy homicidal thoughts… and then Tada! It's like having an impromptu ear muffs blocking her stupid rich voice.
"If killing isn't a mortal sin I've kill you all damn rich people who thinks they can push poor people around like they are nobody! RAWR!" She bared one of her sharp fanged tooth into her bottom lip cutting it in the process allowing blood to flow.
"Anyway, Tsukiyomi-san it was a unanimous decision made by the class and since you are absent you have no right to complain having commoners flu in summer, just utterly pathetic."
She was ready to lash out with her reserved profanities but she decided against it, bad mouthing the chairman of the board's daughter would lead her to school expulsion.
So sad really and there she thought that she could do the world good and rid of one major bitch.
"So Maria-san, when and where is this Wedding play? If it isn't too much to ask (her assness)" The breathed the last word as a whisper praying that the blond on the other line wouldn't here her comment.
There was a pause on the other line and she could almost hear her ramble again about her commoner speech for five minutes. After contemplating to answer her question, she could almost see Maria smirk, her eyes glinting evilly.
"What a sadistic bitch. Pretending to be a lady that she isn't keh."
"Why Student council president-san the play will be tomorrow at the schools chapel. Since you've attended a real wedding before even though it's not as grand, I take it that you know the lines by heart hmm?" The Cavallie's heir spitted her title like poison and by the way her –san was pronounced she knew that this she devil was planning something to humiliate her yet again.
"Just wait till I get my hands on you, ill strangle that petty little neck of yours, and then pour acetone on your nail polish while shaving that blond hair out of your sadistic head, let's see if you don't cry for mommy and crawl back to her womb you bitch GRRR!!!"
Albeit all her homicidal thoughts, she decided to humour the stupid blond playing along. She mustered her sweetest (fake) smile and asked in a sickeningly nice voice "Well Maria-san since you know I'm well… a commoner, poor people can't afford wedding dresses that would be extravagant enough to suit your expectations… so whatever shall I do?" She made sure that the 'whatever shall I do' part sounded pathetic and desperate.
"I already thought of that Tsukiyomi-san, so I took the liberty to choose you a dress and got it delivered here from Paris and America together with the shoes. So all you've got to do is doll up and dress for the occasion. The items should be at your doorstep at exactly 7:00 pm sharp. Although the materials are that of the elite I can't say the same for the wearer."
She could almost imagine her laughing her egotistical laugh on the other side of the phone while covering her mouth with an expensive fan looking like the high and mighty pig she is.
"Let's just hope the dress she picked does not scream 'caution: high school prostitute! Take me home and do me~' when you wear it. I bet Kami-sama would cry if I walk down the aisle wearing that."
"Oh before I forgot, since your only twenty minutes away from school you have wear the dress to school with the makeup and everything. Make sure you look presentable because the principal will be watching the play with the teachers and parents. Don't trip and embarrass our section while walking down the aisle ok Tsukiyomi-san? Saa, gokigenyo~"
CLICK!
TOOT
TOOT
TOO—
CRASH
BANG!
Screw her and her stupid blond head! When she get to school tomorrow even if she's wearing a stupid wedding gown, she would kick her to hell and back and send her there again to be tortured by pervy daemons. The grip on her phone tightened breaking the plastic material and without thinking, she threw her coffee table against the wall leaving a lasting dent of the said furniture on the concrete of her house.
Just as she was about to haul all of her furniture to oblivion, her door bell rang in its irritating Ding Dong. You could see that her furniture's sighed in relief as their owner marched angrily towards her front door opening it with a 'slam'
Poor door, it was now crying anime tears with a broken doorknob.
As she popped her head outside, she came face to face with a high pile of boxes almost toppling over the FedEx delivery guy as they swayed left and right. She fought hard to control her giggles as she look in amusement as the guy tried his hardest not to let the cartons from hell fall.
"Must be a trainee."
Finally taking pity at the guy's poor soul, she carefully took three boxes from his hands putting them on the floor before helping him arrange the other boxes.
The delivery guy flashed her a smile of gratitude almost blinding her eyesight with his set of pearly white close up smile. He tilted his cap lower making her miss his double colored eyes and the evil glint in them.
"A package for you Miss Tsukiyomi Narciel-san, just sign in here and they are all yours kufufufu~"
She swore she heard that laugh before but she couldn't place it where. She ignored it thinking of it as a part of her hallucination and signed the papers hurriedly because she doesn't want the delivery dude and her to be soaked in the rain if it gets to rain harder.
"Thank you ma'am have a nice peaceful evening… it maybe you last kufufufu~"
That brought shivers to her spine as she spun around to look at the place where the truck was only to see it was gone together with the weird guy.
"It must be the pink thing I ate this morning…after all I couldn't be possible could it? That's not Rokudo Mukuro from Kateikyoshi Hitman Reborn. Their fictional characters but…naaa."
She sighed as she closed the door behind her entering her medium sized living room arranging the boxes. She took one rectangular white box which she suspected to be the shoes and opened it revealing a pair of white high heeled open shoes with the Brand name of David's Bridal (me don't own). Well at least the shoes are okay not in the slutty side.
Next was the wedding dress, she took the biggest box with the same brand as the shoes. Opening the lid of the box she fell in love at first sight with the wedding dress. It was the color of the purest white snow in winter, it was a tube wedding dress that flows to the floor, starting from the left breast down to the lacy hem of the gown was a pattern of sakura petals with glittering stones and at the back was a silken lace tied to make a bow.
(Angelz: I tried my best describing the gown but I'm a failure! *sobs*)
Simple yet elegant. She definitely wants to wear this gown on her actual wedding day.
She raised the gown against herself staring at it dreamily twirling a few times like a girl who is going to be wed tomorrow.
And then a piece of paper slid from her gown.
"…?"
That piece of paper was a white envelope with a familiar seal (if she looked more closely the seal was similar to what the Vongola Family uses in KHR but sadly she didn't) opening it with curiosity there was a piece of paper with a chibi hyper mode Tsuna at the far right corner in a cool pose and to her surprise a single fire lit at the middle of the paper illuminating its contents.
"…"
Dear Narciel Tsukiyomi,
Congratulations! You are our 1000th entry to Takara Tomi's event and because of that you just won yourself a plushie of Kateikyoshi Hitman Reborn's very own….dan dad a dannnnnn. Sawada Tsunayoshi! Enclosed with this letter is the form needed to be filled with all the necessary information.
Just fill up the needed info and send it back to our post office to claim your price! Your reward shall be delivered 18 hours after sending this mail! Thank you so much for participating and may you continue to support and watch KHR!
Yours truly,
Takara Tomi staff
(Angelz: lame I know wahhhhhhhhh *runs away sobbing*)
Weird she don't remember about joining any contest and especially sending some mail…but it's worth a try! After all a plushie of her favourite character was her prize oh how lucky she was.
"Where's the form…hmm…nope…not this…aha!"
She quickly scribbled her answers to the form double checking if she missed anything.
"FINISHED!"
Holding the white sheet of paper like it was something sacred and worth worshipping, she stared at it intently before putting it back on the envelope resealing it and taking it out to her mail box.
"Time for me to sleep!"
Climbing up the stairs, she went to her room to get a good night's sleep oblivious to the dangers that's waiting for her in the following morning.
Next day
BRIING!
BRIIINNG!
BRIIIIN—
"SHUT THE BLOODY HELL UP YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR CRAP SHIT!"
Five minutes later … clock on the floor barely functioning with its metallic guts spilled…
B—RII—NN-G—G
B—RII—NN-G—G
"HOLY BLASPHEMY! IM GONNA BE LAAATTTTTTEEEE!!!!!!!!!"
CRASH!
CRASH!
CRASHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
"ITAI!"
The raven haired high school girl slammed against her nightstand leaving a large bump on her forehead, ignoring the throbbing pain she rushed to her bathroom to take a bath and do the other trivial things a normal high school girl would do before going to her school. After finishing her bath and eating breakfast, she stood in front of the mirror to put on the wedding dress.
A few wedding dress, shoes and makeup later, she was ready to go to school and face her damnation.
Inhale
Exhale
Inhale
Exhale
In—
Cough
Cough
HACK
COUGH
Damn, she breathed too much oxygen for her little lungs to bear.
"Let's just go on with it and die of embarrassment later. After all my reputation wouldn't go down as much as it has last time Maria did 'something', the worth thing that could happen is for Oji-sama to disown meh."
Wearing her Sakura Snow Bride's Dress and with her old and not so rusty bicycle by her side, she left the premises of her home fearing for the worst.
"Ugh, why does it have to have a car accident today huh of all of the freaking days of the year! And because of that damn accident I have to take the looong way to school, my feet hurt, my head hurts and I want to kill something!"
Why can't just that damn Maria use her exceedingly big ass limo to pick her up on her way to school? It's not like that damn preppy blonde would die if she did something good for other people once in a while, but noo she's being a bitch as usual. Why can't she swallow her pride for once? after all, the dumb blonde was the one who forced her to be the bride and it's not that she's doing this willingly. It's for grades yes for grades…but the white gown sure looks beautiful and the material is of high grade silk…albeit being known as a harsh unlady like girl, Tsukiyomi likes cute and beautiful things and the wedding dress her eternal rival sent was one of those to be classified as cute and beautiful.
This was not a scene everyone would see early in the afternoon. In the midst of the Sakura Tree filled road was a gorgeous maiden in a pure white wedding dress, her raven locks cascaded just pass her shoulders ending in elegant curls, riding an old rusty bicycle on her way to Nadeshiko Gakuen the scene with be a true Kodak Moment if it wasn't from the deep frown on the girls face.
"Damn bitch, damn bicycle DAMN PLAY! I don't want to be the damn bride!"
Finaly arriving at her school with only five minutes to spare, she hop off her bicycle in a speed that would make Flash cry and assume a fatal position.
She ran to the nearest girl's bathroom fixing herself making her look presentable before walking towards the direction of their classroom (and a large room at that). She breathes out one last time trying to calm her raging nerves.
"Yosh! Here goes nothing!"
So with a rapidly beating heart she opened the door of class 1-A only to be greeted with her classmates.
Seating at their respective seats wearing normal uniforms giving her weird stares eying her white wedding dress.
"O///O"
Her History teacher could only gaze at her with questioning eyes and a slightly raised eyebrow. Damn, she knew that damn Cavallie's heir was up to something no good again when she felt that foreboding aura yesterday but did she listen to her gut instinct? NOOO she has to be bribed with that stupid, stupid gown!
"DAMN YOU TO SEVEN HELLS AND BACK MARIAAAAAA!"
With those as her last parting words, Tsukiyomi slammed their classroom door shut running out of the school grounds and out on the street on her way home still wearing the said gown, is running in high heels and the pure white veil still on her head not caring anymore.
"That evil conniving bitch! How many times does he have to embarrass me in front of the teachers and my classmates until she's satisfied?! I hate her! I FUCKING HATE HER!"
Narciel Tsukiyomi hung her head in shame as she remembered the looks her classmate gave her when she opened the door of their class. Some were looking like she's a mental ward patient; most of the guys were snickering preferably entertained in finding her going to school wearing a bride's gown. And Maria that damn faker, was staring at her with mocking eyes telling her that she was an idiot for falling into her trap once again.
"THAT'S THE LAST STRAW! NEXT TIME I'LL BE THE ONE WHO'LL HAVE THE LAST LAUGH!"
Home.
She was finally home after taking the looong route again and walking in high heels was never a good idea now her feet feels like it was going to come off any second!
She opened the small gate that adorned her two story house taking notice that it was not locked, but she was positive that she has locked the gate before she left so why is it open?
"Burglar? Robbers? Maria's henchmen? MAFIA? Well, let's go and see."
Opening her gate with a resounding creak, she also found her door slightly open but she felt no human presence inside.
"Don't tell me there are ghosts lurking in my house now?"
Shrugging indifferently, she took the silver doorknob and opened her brown tarnished door to its full capacity only to stop in her tracks seeing five black coffins sitting innocently in her living room.
"…"
The black coffins had and well defined design, the raven colors complementing the two strokes of gold lining near it's edge. Placing her palm at one of the coffins that was positioned in the middle, she allowed her palm to glide across its smooth surface tracing all of its carving, edges and finally stopping at the all too familiar crest that was also in a golden shade mocking her with its golden features.
Yes it was the well known Vongola Insignia in Katekyo Hitman Reborn any diehard fan of it would notice; there was the clam with wings at the top… two crossed guns and a single bullet with blue background at the middle. She leaned a little bit forward eyeing the said insignia with a critical eye and took notice of the white sheet of paper that was sticking out like a sore thumb on the top.
Her eyes widened in utter shock and horror as she read the contents of the paper. Her price from Takara Tomy was these god damn five coffins with dead bloody corpses in it?
"Oh you must be shitting with me." The raven haired high school girl muttered out loud crumpling the piece paper before throwing it to the ground.
But as try as she might to ignore the nagging feeling inside of her she can't, she was…curios as who were the presumably 'dead' people inside the said coffins but first she has to go close her door before someone steps in uninvited and runs away from terror accusing her being a murderer.
With a sigh she turned towards the door only to find the shock of her life.
There in front of her wide opened door was a five year old baby dressed in a classical mafia suit with a fedora shielding his eyes. On the side of his head were the all too familiar curly side burns that only belonged to Sawada Tsunayoshi's sadistic hitman mentor with one kick ass pet that can transform into anything his partner likes, the one holding the sun pacifier and the strongest of all Acrobaleno—
"Ciaossu."
Kateikyoshi Hitman Reborn.
"Wha…wha…"
It was freaking Reborn standing in her doorway man! But she must be hallucinating, they are fictional characters made by Amano-sensei they aren't even REAL. So he isn't supposed to be there talking to her of all people! They are the characters from her most favorite anime/manga so he is supposed to be 2D not standing there in all his 3D chibi glory!
"Oh god kill me now."
She was spazzing sitting on the floor on a fatal position rocking back and forth muttering "This isn't real" over and over again.
As we all know Reborn wasn't the type to have long patience not that he had any to begin with, so what he did was stride inside the house and without even blinking he gave the traumatized girl one powerful kick on the face making her skid across the wooden floor smoking.
"Is that enough proof that I'm real you spazz?" A meek nod from the girl was all he got as a reply and he smirked at this, he just love bringing terror to his toy— I mean students or future students.
"Finally after traveling so many parallel worlds we finally found you…Narciel Tsukiyomi."
Tsuzuku…?
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