Hello! Well… I shouldn't start on a new story when I have so many undone stories, but I can't help it! Inspiration comes and goes so right now my inspiration is here! Though I will get back to my other stories, in fact there are drafts done already, I just need to review them again before I post them online.
So for now, enjoy this! This story was inspired to me by colbub's 'My Heavenly Judgment' and Accessblade's 'My Guardian Angel'
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Just my Oc's. several of my concepts are also based on some elements found in colbub's and Accessblade's stories.
Prologue: I died?
I stared at the kid with a thoughtful expression.
Dead.
Dead with a capital D.
And now I'm being a given a chance to live again- although with slight restrictions and conditions, but a second chance at life.
Then again, why the hell am I in this situation?
I wouldn't even be making this choice if I wasn't dead in the first place.
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I shouldn't have given in to the puppy face, dammit! I knew it!
"Luna! Please! I'm begging you! Can't we go to Florence first before we look after the twins! "A voice whined in my ear as we were walking down the pavement.
My left eye twitched as I turned to gaze at my older twin.
She the same face I did, same body build, same shoulder length brown hair which were frizzy and the same hazelnut eyes which were somehow turned into a fatal expression.
The 'puppy-dog' expression.
Dear lords above, I hated that face.
I always gave in the moment I saw that face.
"Sole…" I started, taking a deep breathe, (Dear lord it was hard to not give in) " You promised Mom and Dad that you would take care Aria and Armonia today in exchange for going out for that picnic with Leslie and the others the other day." I reminded her.
Sole sucked in a harsh breathe and grimaced. " … But it was worth it! That picnic was the best, even you tagged along!" She pointed accusingly as she stopped walking.
I walked a little further, turned then raised a brow. "I was already given permission to go. You on the other hand, forgot that it was her turn to make dinner the other night which resulted in us ordering take out." I turned and took a single glance back. "Wasn't that the reason why you were forbidden to go for the picnic?"
As expected, I saw Sole turning her eyes away, her face slipping into an innocent expression.
"I couldn't help it, I forgot!"
"Why?"
"Um… I just forgot, okay!"
"That's not really an excuse."
"Why are we even talking about this? Please can't we go to Florence? It's just for a while, just ten minutes!"
"No."
"Please!"
"No."
"I'm begging you!"
"No."
"Please with cherries on top!"
"I hate cherries, you know that."
"Oh come on! Please! I will never beg for anything from you ever again!"
"And next thing I know tomorrow you will ask if you can borrow my Psp because yours broke."
"Well actually it's the Ds, but that's beside the point. Please!"
I turned my gaze towards her, she was trailing me like a lost puppy that was kicked.
Repeatedly.
I sighed as I pinched the bridge of my nose, closing my eyes. "No means no and that's final!"
When I opened my eyes, I blinked at the sight before me.
Dear lord, she did not…
Sole actually clapped her hands together in manner resembling as if she was praying, her eyes closed tightly.
"Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaase!"
My eye started to twitch.
I sighed as I shook my head.
Why do I put up with her? Oh right, because she's my sister.
"…Fine." Sole's head shot up, her eyes wide. "Just this once. The twins are waiting at home so be quick."
Sole blinked once.
Then twice.
Then she shot towards me like a rocket and hugged me in a death grip.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you oh so very much!" Sole tightened her grip on me and I started to gasp for air.
Makes me wonder if she's thanking me or killing me.
"I got it now air! Air!" I yelled as I clawed at the air with my free hand in an attempt to get more oxygen into my lungs.
Sole blinked confusedly, then she let go abruptly.
I took one big gulp of air before I glowered at her, who in turn, just rubbed the back of her head sheepishly.
"Oops."
I deadpanned at her before sighing again (I sigh a lot around her, wonder why.) and turning towards the direction of our home and favorite café, Florence.
"C'mon, we don't have all day." And I started walking, and I could hear my sister follow behind me.
She tapped my shoulder and I turned a questioning gaze towards her. She still looked sheepish. "Sorry, I forgot my strength for a moment."
I shrugged it off. "No big deal. You've always been the stronger of the two of us."
It was her turn to raise a brow before she threw me a cheeky grin. "And you have always been the smarter of the two of us."
"But you have more resolve than I do. At least you aren't as half-hearted as I am."
"But you think things through better than I do. Explains why your literature marks are better than mine."
"Your physical fitness report is better than mine."
"But of it all…" She grinned, her shiny white teeth somehow sparkling in the light. "We both suck at math and science but-"
"Our Arts scores are top rank." I finished for her, a soft smile on my face.
She grinned at me again and I somehow felt myself soften even more. Even though I insult her a lot, she always had this smile or grin that made my insides warm and fluffy.
We stopped at the crosswalk, waiting for the red man to turn green. We stopped talking, but the silence was more comforting than nothing.
The red turned to green, and we slowly walked across.
If I had known what would have happened next, I would have stopped us from even walking down the street.
We didn't see it coming. The car moved too fast; It's speed must have been several times above the limit.
The next thing I know was that I was flung across the street. The pain did not actually hit me until I landed on the ground. I landed with a sick crack, the pain exploded like a burning inferno. It moved around and the pain was just everywhere.
The pain… the pain… OH Painpainpainpainletitend!
My eyes cracked open. Dimly I was aware of something running down my face and something pooling beneath my body.
But I didn't care. My line of sight had landed on the body of my twin.
My cheerful, sunny and happier twin was lying on the street in a similar state to my own.
A broken and mangled body with blood pooling underneath her.
My sister looked dead.
I felt dead.
Even though I had the feeling of someone carrying me and carefully putting me down on a much softer material compared to the ground, of a frantic voice that was much too blurred to make out the words, I was so very tired.
The pain left me, I was only aware of a numb feeling overtaking my body.
My line of sight was turned towards a paramedic just as I saw Sole being picked up by a group of people.
Her face was close to mine. Somehow though, I could not make out her features. Everything started to dim, my vision narrowed. I could see the paramedic's mouth move frantically but I was too tired. I did not want to fight anymore.
My eyes slipped close as I welcomed the comforting darkness.
"…-una! Luna! Wake up!"
A voice, it sounded like Sole's. It was tinged with desperation. She was shaking my body frantically.
A groan slipped out of my lips as my eyes opened slowly. My back ached and my sides throbbed. I sat myself up into and upright position and I winced at the pain.
I blinked my eyes several times until my vision cleared. We were in a white room with a white sofa, two chairs and a large coffee table.
I was lied down on the sofa, and sole was looking over me like a mother hen.
It would have been an amusing sight, if it wasn't for the red eyes and tears.
It alarmed me. My sister, who never cried for anything, opting to hide behind a cheerful smile most of the time actually shed tears.
And it scared me.
I shifted my body so that she would lean onto my shoulders, I wrapped my arms around her still body and rubbed her back soothingly.
It was awkward. Usually it would be the other way around. I would usually return home with a dark expression on my face, and Sole would just hug me without a word and I would relax into her embrace.
Then again, it probably was for the best that I help her this time. When she started to bawl, Memories prior to me waking me up assaulted my mind.
The people's scream.
The pain on my sides.
The stench of blood filled through my nose.
My sister, my other half, broken like a rag doll.
And without me realizing, tears dripped down my face. Quietly, I tried to soothe my sister, rubbing her back and murmuring comforting words as stable as I possibly could.
All the while, tears streamed down my cheeks and dropped onto the floor.
It didn't take a genius to realize the situation we were in. We didn't wake up in the hospital wrapped around in bandages with an IV drip strapped onto our hands.
Our bodies ached, but there was no visible sign that we were in the accident in the first place.
And the fact that our bodies no longer casted any shadows.
We were no longer a part of the living.
We died. We died because a car went too fast and killed us.
My body felt numb. I felt numb.
But somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew my sister would blame our deaths on herself.
If she did not want to go to Florence, if we had just headed home straight…
It was the 'what if' situation that always plagued her, even as a child.
So somehow, I mustered the strength to continue muttering soothing words since I knew.
If I did not, my sister would continue to blame herself for our deaths, even if it was not her fault in the first place.
I probably had fallen asleep without even realizing it, because the next thing I know was that I was being shaken awake by someone.
It was definitely not my sister. She was still in my arms, and she whined about being jolted awake.
Slowly, my eyes opened unwillingly and I stared at the sight before me.
My hands dropped to my sides as I continued to stare, and Sole joined me.
It was a boy, just around eight-years-old. He wore a white t-shirt and blue shorts and wore a pair of sandals. Now, he would have looked like your original, normal boy.
If it wasn't for the fact that he had a halo right above his head.
He looked at us with an expression filled with concern, but suddenly let out a relieved sigh when he saw our expressions.
"You're alright! I thought you guys would have taken the idea of death a lot harder." He said, in the sweetest of tones that somehow did not match the situation at all.
The boy turned his head, looked around before coughing into his fist embarrassingly with a light blush on his face.
Sole was practically cooing at the sight and was itching to hug the kid.
A trait passed down from our mom to us. We loved kids, so much that we practically dote on them, including our own younger twin siblings, though we are a bit harsher on them.
But the next words practically froze us into shock, when his eyes turned serious and his tone changed.
"Do you want a second chance at life?"
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Dadadadan! First chapter is done! The ending is pretty similar to My heavenly Judgment, but there will be differences in this story. Some elements are similar but I want to try to make this story as original as possible. So please support me!
So what do you guys think? I want to know, so feel free to Pm me or review. I Absolutely love this story and all my other stories, but they only come out nice if I put inspiration, so updates will be sporadic.
See you next time! Ciao!
Translations:
Aria – Tune in Italian
Armonia – Harmony in Italian
( Note: Aria and Armonia are identical twin, though Aria is a girl and Armonia is a boy. They are younger than Sole and Luna)
Luna – Moon in Italian
Sole – Sun in Italian