Author's Note: Like I promised. Here's the sequel regarding "Weakness".

[GENERATION XI: Vongola]

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The Eleventh Generation of the Vongola

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Hibari Kumiko was new in Namimori Middle School. Almost all her life she had been living in Kokuyo with her mother. Her former school wasn't that bad but due to reasons, her mother won't tell, she had to transfer to Namimori Middle School. She hated that school, because she knew her father had studied there.

"Dad left this place a mess" Kumiko thought with a frown as she scanned the delinquents that lingered by the school. "I guess there's no choice then" she sighed and stepped into the school grounds.

Everyone stopped in their tracks to look at the new girl. Her dark violet locks of hair danced with the wind while her teal eyes glared at the students. She saw the lust those delinquent of boys had in their eyes. She saw how the small population of girls whimpered. She felt annoyed, seeing that everyone in this school was weak.

"Do 'ya want to come with us after school, little girl?" a boy drawled, draping his arm on her shoulder. Kumiko wrinkled her nose in disgust.

In a twinkle of an eye, the boy was sent flying a few feet away from her. Everyone gawked as they saw a pair of Nunchakus on the hands of the dark haired girl. Only one word escaped her soft lips: "Die"

"…You are Kumiko, correct?" a man wearing a business suit suddenly appeared. Everyone's eyes widened recognising their school principal. Kumiko had merely frowned and nodded in response. She felt like she knew this man. "I was right" the man said with a soft smile "It's been a while, hasn't it? Kyou-san told me you were to attend Namimori… but I didn't expect you to be here today" he admitted.

Kumiko narrowed her eyes at the man "Indeed it has been a while, Kusakabe-san" she said with a short bow. "I can see that the students here are not well disciplined" she stated, rather coldly. "Allow me to change that…"

A shiver ran down everyone's spine. They all felt the foreboding pain that this girl was going to inflict.

Kusakabe Tetsuya sighed noticing the similarities between daughter and father. Of course, he won't point them out to the little girl. He knew that she despised her father. He knew that the events from eight years before continued to haunt her. She looked strong on the outside, but truthfully she was easy to break on the inside.

Sealing her emotions was the only way, Kumiko had thought, that would make her strong. She didn't want those emotions to get on her way. She didn't want to show weakness.

"…Then, I shall assign you as the head of the disciplinary committee" Kusakabe said with a gentle smile. Murmurs erupted. "Do you accept this role?"

Kumiko sighed. She didn't want to be like her father. "Fine" she said "But once this school is changed, Kusakabe-san, I shall resign my post" she had that business tone in her voice "I'm disappointed that this school is still full of delinquents like that of that man's time"

Kusakabe frowned. He knew that she hated her father, but to this extent…?

He had heard stories, since he wasn't there when that event happened. Was it really that bad?

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[Location: Vongola Mansion in Italy]

"Even though you pose as the boss, I do not accept your decision" Hibari Kyouya stated, glaring at the Vongola Decimo, Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"It is not for you to choose, Hibari-san" the Vongola boss, tightened his grip on the arm chair. "Ever since you accepted the role as my cloud guardian"

"…My daughter will not accept" he stated.

"Like you did before?" Tsuna raised an eyebrow, as he glared at his Cloud Guardian.

"Kfufu, do you want me to go instead. Tsunayoshi?" the Mist Guardian asked with a smirk on his face as he stepped out of the shadows. "I would really like to see my kawaii Chrome and my kawaii Kumiko" Kyouya glared at him. "Kumiko-chan likes me better than you, no?" Rokudo Mukuro continued annoying the Cloud Guardian.

"I'll bite you to death, herbivore"

"Kfufu~" the other man laughed as he took out his trident.

BOOM!

Three pairs of eyes widened, ever so slightly. Sawada Tsunayoshi stood up, with his X-Gloves on his hands. "It has begun" he said in a dark tone as his orange dying will flame emerged on his forehead.

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"T-this is…!" amber eyes widened in shock as he stared at the Vongola Sky Ring on his hands, his father gave it to him. "I thought that…!" he was too dumbstruck.

"I'm sorry" the Vongola Decimo said, not looking at his son's gaze. "…The dark times are approaching and I want you to be safe"

"I don't want to accept this!" the younger one cried "…I knew this would happen sooner or later but… I'm only fifteen, Dad!" he cried, emphasizing his current age.

"We've talked about this Kiyohiko. All that is left are your guardians…"

"They're not my guardians! They're my friends!"

"Vongola's Eleventh Boss, huh?" a boy with short spiky hair, was resting on the grass. He raised his right hand, and stared at the Vongola ring on his finger. He sighed, letting his hand fall limply on his side. He knew this was going to happen sooner or later, but why now? Why the hell did it have to be now?

A loud explosion tore the silence. The amber eyed boy sat up straight and snapped his head towards the direction of the mansion. He saw smoke coming from his home. He could hear a few screams and a few gunshots. He cursed under his breath before running towards his home. "Mom! Dad!" he wanted to cry.

A gun shot missed him by an inch. He froze and took a step back, thus stopping in his tracks. "Who's there?" he demanded, there was a slight quiver that could be detected in his voice.

"Brat" a man with scar marks on his face spat, glaring at the young boy "Orders from the Tenth" the man grinded his teeth as he said the word 'Tenth'. "You are going to Japan"

"WHAT?!" he cried out loud. He was about to protest, but something hit him at the back of his head and he succumbed to unconsciousness.

"Eleventh!"

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Author's Note: Well, that's it for the first chapter! I hope you guys enjoyed it. Sorry for not being able to update for a while. Internet was out for three days due to the heavy rain fall. Thank god, the flood in our area only reached about below the knee. Please, lend a prayer for those who have been victimized by the floods in the Philippines. Thank you very much.

BIRTHDAY GREETINGS: Happy birthday Gia! Hopefully, you'll have a great day today 

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