AN: This is something I've been toying around with and will take awhile to draw out. I haven't been apart of the KHR fandom for awhile and have mostly submersed myself in the Naruto-verse again. This is what happens when I revisit old fandoms and decide to do an SI-OC insert. I haven't read any for the KHR fandom so if this seems like something someone else has done, I have no clue. This is a total work in progress and I'm still hashing out what I want to do, but I have an idea on how I want this to go.
It will follow the manga closely and deviate into (hopefully) new territory because there is now another person to include and I hope that I can pull that off without it seeming like I just stuck the SI-OC in the story.
Other than that, Enjoy the story guys!
Disclaimer: I don't own KHR.
Edited (6/22/16): There have been a few more scenes added.
i
The pain was gone before it could really be felt. Everything felt light and free. I don't know how long it took for whatever it is that happened to finally go through, but when it did it was like a breath fresh air, cold and crisp, and then I was crying.
Relieved that I could finally breathe in peace again; following my cry was another and I tried to open my eyes to see who else was with me in this. Everything was blurry and instead all I felt was myself being handed off to someone, who seemed to be crying and saying something, but I couldn't understand.
"Natsume and Tsunayoshi," I heard them say, to which I wrinkled my brow and tried to correct, only to cry out a bit more before whomever it was holding me soothed me by rubbing my hair, "There, there Tsu-chan, mama's here."
And I was out like a light.
ii
I did not wake up until way later and by that time I realized that I wasn't as tall as I used to be, nor was I anywhere near what I would call home. Instead I was Sawada Natsume, the older sister of Sawada Tsunayoshi and daughter to Sawada Nana; I was about a year and a half old when my consciousness woke up again and it took me awhile to get myself oriented.
I was sitting up in a playpen, with my little brother laying a ways from me and I couldn't help but think that this was really weird. My feelings got to me, along with all the thoughts that were trying to go through my mind and I started crying.
I heard the pitter patter of footsteps coming towards me, felt myself being picked up. Whoever it was, I had to thank them, because as soon as I was in their arms I was feeling better. Everything was fading away just like before.
Once again the world went dark.
Sawada Natsume and Tsunayoshi always strived to do their best. It pleased their mother when they would try and though others weren't, it didn't matter - mama was and she was the only one who cared.
Natsume tried her best not to cry, rubbing at the ache in her cheek where Stupid Ami had decided to hit her. At six years old Natsume knew what the other kids said to them wasn't nice, understood that what they did was hurtful and if it had been anyone else they would been a crying, snotty mess. There was always an annoyance in the back of her mind and it gave her headaches, but she knew this wasn't right.
It wasn't right how the kids jeered at them.
How they made fun of them for not having a papa.
That they were dirty and ugly just because they had darker skin than them.
The sensei's would rarely listen, only shake their heads and tell them all to play nice.
So when Stupid Ami tried to smack her again, Natsume had had enough. With her face scrunched up and her body a shaky mess, Ami's hand swatted at her shoulder instead of her face again, while Natsume's hands pulled at the other girl's dark hair. There was a cry as Natsume tugged, while her other hand returned the slap in favor of the one she had received earlier.
"Hey! You two cut it out!"
"Natsu, no," it was Tsunayoshi's voice that urged her to let go and she did, letting her brother tug her back as he ghosted about her shoulder. The sensei was angry, the redness that creeped onto their pale face almost funny as they tried to console the other crying girl.
"I will be speaking to your mother Sawada!"
Natsume sniffled, "Hmm."
They could tell mama all they wanted, she wasn't going to let herself nor her brother be bothered by the others anymore.
Tsuna had told her not to do it, but she had done it anyway.
(Her brother hated fighting, he was much like there mother who kept back, but one day he would snap, she knew just it.)
The kids before her weren't much older than them, but it was one against three - and it would be more even if Tsuna jumped in, but her brother was wary, had become more skittish and clumsy since they had met Papa Timoteo.
At the age of eight, Natsume could feel something very wrong with her and it irked her and now matter how hard she tried she just couldn't figure it out what exactly was wrong.
"You know Dame Tsuna over there tripped me today," there was a soft cry of protest from her brother and Natsume could feel her nails digging into her palms. "And then there's you," the boy trailed off before shrugging his shoulders, "Its like you two want to be taught a lesson!"
When the kids tried to surround them, Natsume thought back of what Nana had told her. Stories of when her cousins would gather around and start swinging fists for fun. Her mother had even shown her a couple moves that the many cousins had taught her. There was a soft hum within her, an understanding as she pushed Tsuna further back and ducked beneath the leader's fist.
'Keep them unsteady,.' Her mother's voice was a soft croon in her ear and Natsume managed to shove the boy into the other one. 'Push and shove, duck and roll if you must.'
'Only hurt when they wish to hurt you and what is yours.'
Natsume barred her teeth and didn't wait for the last one to get to her, she lunged at him, knocking him back and it was Tsuna pulling her back that got her off of him.
"I don't care who you are," Natsume managed out, her voice shaking as much as her hands were, "But you mess with us and you deal with me."
"That's not right Tsuna and you know it," chastised Natsume as she poked her brother's forehead with the end of her pencil, "If you can't do it sensei's way, do it the way I showed you."
The ten year old just groaned as he let himself double over the table, "I don't want to do this Natsu." The sandy haired girl just hn'd at her brother while lightly hitting him over the head.
"And I don't want those stupid classmates of ours calling you Useless or No Good," she retorted setting the pencil in her hand down and running her hands through Tsuna's thick hair. "Come on you're almost done!"
"Gaahh, no."
"Get at least higher than a 70 then."
There was silence at that and she heard a muffled sound of agreement from the boy, to which she rolled her eyes. It was always the same thing with him; even if she found a way to make the homework interesting her brother despised doing it.
Fifteen minutes lapsed by in a nice, peaceful silence, only for it to be ruined by Tsuna as he threw down his pencil and whooped out a 'finished!'
"Really?"
All Natsume received was a sheepish grin to her unamused look. Holding eye contact with the brown haired boy only lasted five seconds as she looked down at her own work, flipping the worksheet over she realized she could skip the last two and still get an okay grade on it.
"Wee," she deadpanned as she put her work away into her bag, Tsuna mimicking her in that regard. "We can snack now!"
"Let's go see what mam is making," said Tsuna as he grabbed his twin's hand and pulled her up with him, "I hope she can make me a hamburger."
The sandy haired girl blew a raspberry at her brother, who gave her the stink eye before pulling her downstairs with him. Tsuna didn't see the sad smile that passed his sister's features, nor would he have understood why she was looking at him like that.
iii
No one would understand what happened to me, if I speak out they'll think I'm crazy. So I decided to keep it to myself, both the memories and the possibility of my reincarnation. I was about seven, by the time I was able to handle the onslaught of memories. Yeah sometimes I got a migraine and I got a bit moody, but I was no longer blacking out and coming to months or years later.
It was around this time that I noticed where exactly I was - Namimori, Japan.
What was once a story was no longer, I was living it and sooner or later I'd have to be facing the true fear and worry of what my brother would be going through. I had already met Nono; the old Vongola boss came down once along with my father to visit us. And although he took an interest in both of us, I could see that his focus was on Tsuna.
I remembered my heart sinking and tears prickling the corner of my eyes, before I hastily wiped them away. Papa had noticed though and he asked me what was wrong, I think what I said hurt him more than I could ever imagine,
"I wish we could be a family like this all the time."
That was about three years ago and I had seen Iemitsu twice since then. It really sucked to have him so far, I really liked him and I could tell it affected Mam a lot more than she'd ever let show. So I tried to help her lessen her worries, I helped her in keeping Tsuna up with his studies (The nickname Useless Tsuna had started being said towards him and while I rectified that, it also meant studying harder to be able to help my brother out).
And it was when I was doing this that I realized that Tsuna really wasn't No Good or Useless, he was just lazy, and with a mother like Nana around [1] (I loved the woman, I truly did, but she could be a bit airheaded and there was something else about her, but I wasn't sure) and an intuition like no other (even if he didn't know, he worried for Iemitsu far more than you would for someone who worked construction).
So I concluded that Tsuna had dug himself a hole (without realizing it) and had settled himself in so well, that when he did try to fix it, all he did was dig deeper.
It was hard sometimes, but if it lessened whatever weight was on Mam's shoulders then I would put up with all the headaches in the world.
That didn't mean I couldn't be a pain in the butt.
She heard the group of people laughing and calling names, before she actually saw them. Clenching her teeth and balling her hands into fists, she stomped towards the group of second and third years. They had formed a half circle around the person they were picking on and it wasn't until she caught sight of unruly brown hair that she felt her face heat up in anger.
"Move out of my way," she spoke, trying to keep her voice from quivering in the rage she felt. One of the second years turned to say something, but when they caught her gaze, they froze. She sneered at them, not noticing how menacing it made her look, "Didn't you hear me? I said move."
The student stepped back, pulling someone along with them as they turned tail and ran. She dove in through the crowd and pushed her way to the front, to find her brother on the ground covered in dirt and bruises.
She kneeled in front of him, touching his face and felt the tears that had been shed. "Tsuna come on, let's go, schools over." Her brother timidly nodded his head and with her help, he got up, before they took a step forward though, she pushed the brunette behind her and turned to look at the group of people before them.
'Think murder.'
She looked over them, studying their faces and how they all quieted as they looked at her. She gave them the coldest glare she could muster, only to be interrupted by one voice.
"Crowding is against school rules," came a prefect's voice, causing the group to jump and quickly disperse. The boy sniffed, narrowing his eyes and she knew he would get them later. "You two, quit causing trouble."
With that Hibari Kyoya turned around and left to wherever he was needed. Natsume frowned and could feel her anger rising once more, only for it to calm down as an arm wrapped around her shoulder.
"Come on Natsu, let's go home," it broke her heart to hear the normally chirpy and goofy boy, sounding so quiet and beaten down. She sighed, and let herself be led out of the school by Tsuna, who she ended up wrapping an arm around his waist.
"So much for the disciplinary committee," she uttered loud enough for the committee member to hear, "Supposed to keep the peace my ass."
Tsuna clucked his tongue at her, pulling at her ear. She snorted, pouting at his form of chastising her. It was true, the committee was supposed to keep the peace in Nami-chuu, what use were they if they didn't help those who couldn't help themselves or were being ganged up on?
"They're supposed to stop that from happening Tsuna, it's not my fault they fail at what they do."
And let this get back to Hibari, she didn't care, even if he beat her up, she'd chew his ass up and speak her thoughts out. This wasn't the first time that Tsuna had been ganged up on and it wouldn't be the last.
iv
The first term of middle school had gone by and Tsuna and I stood in the middle. We were average students, average kids, and most would probably call us mediocre for settling to just be average. Average was normal, there was little to no pressure, we could work at our own pace and although our work was not the best sometimes, it was at least the neatest.
Academically we were fine, but it was during physicals that we differed. I got decent scores, while Tsuna got below average and no matter how many pointers I gave him, or tried to get him to do better, Tsuna was just a klutz.
He was a sweet kid, my brother, but it was here where even I couldn't reach him no matter how hard I tried. It was here where the kids picked on him and the name No Good surfaced again and I know Tsuna tried to play it off like it didn't bother him, but I knew my brother, my other half, I knew it hurt him.
It wasn't a huge thing, but for people who were supposed to be your own classmates to constantly make fun of you, to say "Don't be a Tsunayoshi!" it was a huge bummer.
I never realized how cruel kids could be, but I realized something else as well, I could be crueler.
"I'm so excited!" exclaimed Natsume as she checked their bags once more before shouldering them. "We're going to the beach!"
School was finally out with the summer heat finally making itself known. Nana had promised the twins that they would go to the beach during the week and the day had finally come. As the hazel eyed girl waited at the door, she couldn't help but wince at the thud she heard, followed by a crash and a cry of pain.
"Tuna-fish," she grumbled as she headed towards the staircase and came across the limp form of her brother. She tsk'd at him and poked him with her foot and when he groaned, she smiled, "Come on Tuna-fish, up you go."
It took a bit to steady her brother, but she kept her hand in his in case he did tip over again. She checked him for any bruises and saw none. Squeezing his hand she began to lead him towards the door, while he stumbled behind her.
"Mam called a taxi; they should be getting here soon."
"Tsu-kun, Tsu-chan! Lock up, the taxi's here~"
"Coming Mam!" called the two in unison as they exited the home, Natsume making sure that the door was locked before hurrying out the gate.
"It's gonna be so nice!" chirped Natsume as she sat in between her mother and brother in the back seat, "This will be worth waking up so early!"
Nana giggled at her daughter's enthusiasm, casting Tsuna a look as she looked at his rumpled state. She wrapped an arm around her daughter, her hand coming down on Tsuna's shoulder who looked over at her with a sleepy eyes.
"Everything fine, Tsu-kun?" at the nod he gave her, Nana relaxed and quickly ran a hand through her son's hair. "If anything starts hurting let me know."
With a grunt, the boy let his head fall on his sister's shoulder and snoozed away. The older woman couldn't help the smile that overcame her. She was proud of her children and just by looking at them she was happy they were hers.
If only her dearest husband was here to share this moment with them, she was sure he would be equally as proud of their children as she was.
"Be careful in the water you two!" called Nana as the twins finished setting up their things and quickly took off into the waters. The motherly advice fell on deaf ears, as one twin squealed when the other jumped them and pushed the two further into the depths of the water.
"Natsume!"
"What? That was fun!"
"Yeah, but I can't swim that well."
"That's why I'm here, tuna-fish, no need to worry," smiled Natsume as she sunk her toes in the sand, wrinkling her nose as the gunky feeling settled in between her toes. Tsuna stuck his tongue out at her as he moved himself closer towards the shore, while she let the motion of the water move her around.
"Ne, Tsuna,"
"Yeah?"
"Do you ever get a feeling that something big is going to happen?"
Her question threw the younger boy off the loop and as his eyes widened and he looked around, the girl sent a splash of water his way, "Not like that!" At his smile, she knew he had been messing with her, so she edged closer to him and let herself cling to him as he gave her a suffering look.
"Sometimes, why do you ask?"
"Dunno, I just feel like something's going to happen…"
She wouldn't tell him what she knew, as much as she loved him, she couldn't tell him or anyone for that matter about what she had been through and what was going to happen. Someone poking her nose brought her out of her thoughts and the concerned look in her baby brother's eyes made her feel almost guilty.
"Stop thinking so much," said Tsuna, "You'll get old like Papa Timoteo."
Natsume laughed, whatever she was expecting Tsuna to say, it wasn't that. Trust her brother to say the most unexpected things. As she pulled away from him and dove into an incoming wave, Natsume couldn't help but feel lighter.
Tsuna would be fine, she knew him, and she knew her brother would make it through.
The beach trip had been a couple weeks ago, school was only two weeks away and Natsume could feel her nerves kicking up. Her summer homework had been finished (and so had Tsuna's, she made damn sure) and the two spent the vacation lazing about, helping Nana on occasion with the cooking and cleaning.
They had received a call from Iemitsu a couple days ago; the old man was fine, having finally gotten a break from his work to phone home. The two had spoken well with their father, though Natsume could sense a bit of resentment from Tsuna after they had finished speaking. She couldn't do anything for that and she tried her best to cheer up Nana who looked like she was about to cry once the call was over.
As fine as the three of them were, it was obvious that they were missing the man, and it was even more obvious on the days that Iemitsu called, just how much the man was missing out on.
A knock at the front door interrupted her thoughts. Natsume stood up from the couch and went to the front door, instead of seeing someone at the door, there was a basket with a small note attached to it. She knelt down and lifted the blankets and promptly squealed.
Picking up the tiny creature (it literally squeaked) and cuddling it in her arms, she took it to her mother, who tried giving her a disapproving look, but for the smile that quirked at her lips.
"Pap sent 'em Mam!"
Sawada Nana couldn't say no to neither the puppy face her daughter gave her, nor the adorable black cat she had brought in. Nana nodded, pulling her daughter to her and giving her a kiss on the forehead.
"She's you're responsibility, I'm sure you can take care of her Natsume."
"I will! I will! I'm gonna go to the store and get her a couple things; I'll take her with me!"
The girl had rushed upstairs, kitten in hand, not even waiting for her mother to give her permission. Nana sighed, running a hand through her short hair, when Iemitsu said he was sending gifts, he should have at least warned that one of them would be an animal.
The pet mart wasn't too far of a trip to make on her own. Tsuna had been snoozing away in his room and she knew of the trying times that were to come, this summer was their last peaceful one before insanity claimed them.
Iemitsu had a habit of sending the twins money more often than he called (in his own way making up for not being there), so she didn't have to bother Nana for money. She had already loaded up a cart with kitten food, a litter box and the litter itself, along with a few toys, a flea shampoo, and a green collar with a bell attached to it.
"Emi," was the name she decided on the kitten as she stood before the plaque engraving machine, to which the kitten purred too. Lost in her thoughts, Natsume didn't notice the prefect standing a ways from her until he cleared his throat.
Seeing who it was, Natsume couldn't help but mentally groan, on the outside she just blinked at him. "Hibari-san."
"Herbivore."
"I have a name Hibari-san," she grumbled as she bent down to pick up the plaque that had come out of the bottom slot of the machine. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" The black haired prefect just stared at her, his gray eyes burning into hers, making her feel slightly uncomfortable. No fifteen year old should have such an intense stare.
A tonfa gleamed from his within his sleeves as Hibari moved closer to her, "Speaking ill of the committee is not wise, herbivore."
Hazel eyes narrowed at the clear threat. The calmness that had surrounded Natsume was quickly replaced by something else, completely noticeable in the way her smile seemed to sharpen and something in her eyes changed.
"That's so funny, Hibari-san," her smile was gone replaced by a disdainful look that she gave him, "I'll speak only of the good the committee has done," she paused, eyeing the distance between them, "Which won't be much since it's more a group of no good delinquents than anything else."
"Oh?"
Natsume harrumphed, stepping around the prefect to get to her cart. "The day the committee does something that actually helps the students, instead of terrorizing them is nothing but a fantasy."
She heard the prefect scoff, but didn't bother turning around to see what he did next, instead she pushed her cart away and headed to one of the cashiers.
Under her breath she murmured, "God only knows we'll need it."
She didn't realize that her statement had been heard.
A week later, Natsume was in Tsuna's room, watching the brunette play video games and enjoying the frustration her brother felt in being unable to pass a certain quest.
"Just do it!" Tsuna nearly cried as he literally button mashed on the controller, only for his character to die for the tenth time that afternoon.
"Why don't you just take a different path?" she suggested, as she gathered Emi in her arms and let her rest on her chest, "You keep going that way and the same thing happens."
"I just want to close the portal already!" Tsuna snapped at her in frustration, letting the controller fall out of his hands and onto the floor.
"And obviously you're not strong enough to do that yet," not bothered at all by how he spoke to her, a long time a ago, she knew a boy, who would punch holes in the wall in a fit of frustration. Tsuna being snappish was much tamer and way easier to deal with than that. "So go level up doing some other stuff and come back to it."
Tsuna made a noise in the back of his throat, picked up the controller and loaded his previously saved game. Sometimes his sister was literally his voice of reason (and his motivation), he felt an embarrassed flush spread across his cheeks because he realized that he had yelled at her when she was only trying to help him.
"It's okay Tuna-fish," came her soft voice, sounding a bit distracted as she wiggled her fingers at the black amber eyed kitten, "Your ane is here to guide you along the road of life."
Tsuna sweatdropped at his sister's words, then there were times like these were even he thought she was weird.
vi
Puberty was a bitch the second time around. The first time had been easier and I wish I could go way back and switch, the pain and excessive bloating, along with having to deal with not only my emotions, but the emotions of a distant memory made me hard to deal with on some days.
I did say I could be a pain in the ass.
School had already started and no sign of Reborn yet. Weird. I thought he would have shown up by now, but whatever, the peace will be over as soon as that arcobaleno arrives. Sometimes I worry, I can't help it, I'll always worry about Tsuna and Nana and even Iemitsu (even if he was beyond capable of handling himself).
There were events coming up that I knew would be a completely different experience from reading. I would be experiencing it.
And that was if the story I recall is even true.
I'm still not too sure.
Everything else has been lining up so far, I could only hope that life continues to be as peaceful as it has always been.
It had been the first day of second term and Natsume was already over it. The first thing she did when she got home was dress out of her uniform and put on a pair of black jeans and a simple white baseball tee, with gray sleeves. She heard the doorbell ring, heard someone give a questioning shout (Tsuna) before they laughed. Which was quickly followed by a cry a pain and someone falling down to the floor.
Hearing that, the sandy haired girl rushed out of her room and down the stairs, almost tripping over the groaning form of her brother when she jumped the last step and rushed the corner
"Tsuna what the hell!?"
If Nana had been home she would have reprimanded, but the woman was out and so Natsume was free to curse as she pleased
"Ciaossu!"
She felt her heart sink as she looked at the tiny babe who still stood in the door way, a chameleon in his hand.
"You must be Sawada Natsume," came the tiny voice of the fedora wearing infant, "I'll be your new home tutor Reborn."
'Someone save us.'
Natsume could kiss the peace goodbye, for she would never see it again.
[1] - the original Nana is what I mean.