AN: It came to me while writing this that I must have a bit of an obsession with harsh teachers. At least those are the only ones I seem to know how to write.
If I was honest, I had not believed my friend Erika when she told about her entire double life in a fictional universe thing. But to be faire, no sane person would. I would, as any sane person, have called her crazy if not for all the unnatural things that seemed to surround her. And when I say unnatural I mean it in a way that saw surprisingly subtle, yet not (I could think of a lot of more obvious things that could have happened).
Most people would overlook how physical fit she was (even though I knew she never went to a gym or liked training) or how insects seemed to take orders from her (if only because Erika herself was subtle about it). However, I spend enough time with her to know her gain in strength had been unnatural and noticed her command of insects (sometimes I wonder if her uncle knew).
Even so, in all her explanations' of her double life, some of which was second hand from a woman called Anathea, she had never said anything about being reborn as a canon character. If you have any experience reading self inserts that sentence alone would clue you in to the fact that that's what happened to me.
It had all begun with an accident, and not the 'Car crash/plane crash/train crash' kind of accident or the 'fell-down-some-stairs-and-hit-my-head' kind of accident. It was something in between, or maybe very far off. It was the 'ignoring-Murphy's-law' kind with a side dice of 'Seeking-a-trill-by-defying-death' kind. Summarized, I did something reckless for no good reason.
I have always had a fascination with heights, I loved climbing high (especially without safety measures) and to travel by plane more than for example boat as I detested large bodies of water. To add to this I had a so called need to challenge myself by going to horror houses (I could not stand horror movies) and accepting dare´s from others. Unluckily for me, or maybe luckily considering the adventure it would trigger, I accepted a dare that would lead me to a coma.
The dare was simple; the only thing I needed to do was to bungee-jump down a water fall.
Too bad something went wrong, I don't remember what, and I hit the water below the waterfall way to hard and everything had went dark.
Wondering how I know I am in a coma and not dead?
Simple, I could still hear the voices of my family members in my sleep and they happened to mention it. Another thing I managed to hear in that state was Erika musing for herself (I have no idée when she had started thinking out loud) if I would get a second life to entertain me while in a coma, then she just continued to discuss with herself which fictional universe I would have liked to end up in.
She never came close, I even started to wonder if she even knew the one I found myself in, it was not really mainstream and I knew she mostly watched dub.
I ended up in KHR, short for Katekyo Hitman Reborn, which meant that it would be exactly like my home world unless I got involved in the mafia. To be honest, even if I adored the series and it characters, I had no real urge to join.
Unluckily for me I was reborn as a canon character that would inevitably be dragged into the mafia either way.
Especially as said character was destined to be the Lightning Guardian to the Tenth Vongola Boss Tsunayoshi Sawada.
A faith I learned almost immediately I was brought into that world thanks to hearing myself being named Lambo Bovino of the Bovino famiglia. After all, how many Lambo Bovino is there in fiction that is part of a famiglia, only one, as far as I knew.
I guess I had extra bad luck being reborn as Lambo out of all the guardians. It meant that I only had five years before it all started, five years. Erika said she could not control her new body until she was four which meant I would only have a year to prepare myself.
I was so screwed.
Luckely for me however, it sealed someone (most likely Anathea) decided to give me an earlier start then what Erika got.
¨2,5 years after birth (at least in the KHR world)¨
Life in the Bovino family was no picnic, far from it. They where not necessary bad people but they definitely weren't saints, they where mafia so the later one was self-explanatory. If I was honest, it was not much different from my other 'normal' family if you removed the obvious mafia related stuff, like a heavy security and hard training.
Said so called training was where I now found myself doing (mostly against my will).
"Up you go, twenty laps around the mansion to go!" the instructor shouted.
'This is insane, I have already done twenty and I'm not even three years old yet!'
I am completely sure that if I had been forced to do this back in my home world I would have died of exhaustion halfway through those twenty laps at this age. Hell, it would have happened even if I was twice that old even if the Bovino mansion was not that large compared to other mansion´s (it looked to be a perfect size for a mansion to me, but I had never seen any larger mansions in my other life, so maybe it was just me).
"Run, brat! Run!"
The instructor sounded furious at my lack of response to orders, the guy had a really short temper. He was ugly too, now that I think about it. He looked like a bull ready to take on a matador.
I forced my trembling body forwards in a very pathetic jog. If I survived the next twenty laps I would start singing praises to whoever decided that all extra income would be used for developing new weapons and not expanding the mansion. Thank God for small blessings.
¨3 houers later¨
"Thada! The great Lambo-sama has won!"
I shouted after finishing the final lap before collapsing on the ground by the fountain in the front yard. Also, it was strangely satisfying to refer to yourself in third person.
"Stop with the Japanese suffix already."
It was also satisfying to see and hear peoples reaction to me using –sama when I supposedly didn't know any Japanese.
"No, Lambo-sama will always be Lambo-sama."
I replied stubbornly, and would you look at that. The instructor guy once again looked like an enraged bull.
"Tomorrow we will be having dodge training, bullets and explosions included."
He said menacing and I immediately wished I had kept my mouth shut. Tomorrow would be painful.
´Is this how Erika felt while training with her sensei Kazuki?'
AN: As I wrote this my poll stands at a standstill between Lambo and Enma so (as I was rather inpatient to get this story started) I began writing this SI-as-Lambo even with the poll result. I will propably write one for Enma as well (an Enma version), maybe I could make a crossover between the two versions. Does that sound as a good idée?
I will keep the poll open, I got this (somewhat crazy) idée about one person being inserted as multiple canon character in the same universe. Can you imagine the chaos and reactions? :D It mekes me smile like crazy.