Thank you for reading my piece of work! In case anyone was wondering why this story seemed vaguely familiar (I doubt it), it's because this is a remake of one of my previous stories! Reading back made me cringe so much, and I decided to rewrite it~ I'm just writing this for fun, but I would love some reviews 3 I don't own anything in this except maybe the extra character with her backstory and the interactions with my favourite character in the series~!
Stepping down from the plane, a girl observed her surroundings, before smiling to herself gently. "So, this is Namimori."
That girl was none other than me, a simple teenager still in her freshmen year of middle school. I come from Italy, but was instructed to travel to Japan to meet the next Vongola Boss. I was beginning to be curious myself, what would a teenager my age possibly possesses that the Ninth decided he would be capable of leading one of the strongest mafia family in Italy? Of course, I had to come to witness it myself. To do so, I moved to Japan, and enrolled in the same middle school as he did. "Tomorrow, I'll finally get to meet the Tenth!"
Tomorrow could not come any quicker, and I soon found myself making my way to school. It was a little overwhelming, entering a new school, but rather than that, I was more excited about meeting Juudaime, otherwise known as Sawada Tsunayoshi to everyone else. I reported to the Principal's office first, before I was brought to my homeroom by my home tutor. "Alright class, we have a new transfer student, please welcome her warmly!" I could hear murmurs from the classroom, and I walked in, quite gracefully might I add, and faced the class, bowing deeply.
"My name is (y/n)(l/n), please take good care of me!" Introducing myself, I straightened myself and glanced around the classroom. My eyes first landed on a familiar silver-haired male, a little surprised to see him in Japan as well, before resting on the brunette with wild hair. Sawada Tsunayoshi. I gave him a warm smile, before taking my place in between his seat and a raven head that gave me a bright smile.
Classes were relatively simple, though I had to struggle a little due to the language barrier and my unpolished Japanese. However, before I knew it, it was soon lunch break, and I took out the sandwich I had bought that morning at the convenience store on my way to school. I glanced at Sawada, and he was chatting with the grey-haired male and raven head, though the former did not seemed too pleased with the raven head.
"Ciaossu," I heard a familiar voice, and my eyes snapped back to my own desk. As expected, standing on my desk was a face I recognised all too well. "Reborn-oji!" I bowed slightly to him, greeting him with a grin.
"Eh? Reborn, you know (l/n)-san?" I heard Tsunayoshi exclaim, before the arcobaleno hopped on my shoulder and I turned to face the trio. "She's the daughter of a close friend of mine, I've been taking care of her for a few years before I came here." Once again, I bowed to the young Vongola boss, and introduced myself formally. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Tsunayoshi-kun, or should I say, Vongola Tenth. I've heard so much about you and I've been so excited to meet you! Hello too, Hurricane Bomb Hayato, Gokudera-kun. Unfortunately," I met the raven head's eyes, "I have no idea what your name is." I said, a little apologetic. Gokudera looked a little surprised that I recognised him, before narrowing his eyes in suspicion.
"Haha! It's alright, I'm Yamamoto Takeshi, pleasure to meet you!" Yamamoto chuckled, holding out a hand for me to shake, in which I gratefully accepted. "Uwa… Reborn, is this one of your weird friends again? I told you I don't want to be affiliated with the mafia!" I heard Tsunayoshi hiss at Reborn, before I feigned a look of hurt. "Ouch, how rude, I'm definitely not weird," His face turned pale before he started to deny, "Besides, Reborn-oji was technically not the one who asked me here, but I came anyway, because I was curious how the next boss of Vongola was going to be. You seem to have a lot of potential, or Reborn-oji would have given up on you long ago." I casually remarked, and Reborn gave me a look of approval. Tsunayoshi on the other hand, did not seem to be comforted at my words.
"I-I'm not the boss of Vongola, I can't be!" I giggled at his words, but did not respond to them, instead watching as Gokudera insist that Tsunayoshi was wrong, and Yamamoto to chuckle at the whole situation. So, this was the future Vongola family…
When the school bell rang, signalling the end of the school day, I packed my things, preparing to head home before Reborn stopped me. "Hm?"
"(y/n), why don't you join us over at Tsuna's house today?" He asked with a slight smile, as my eyes slowly travelled from him to Tsunayoshi, who appeared to glare a little at Reborn. "Ah… is that alright, Tsunayoshi-kun?" He looked a little shocked, before nodding his head in slight defeat, as Gokudera scowled at me. Yamamoto simply chuckled, before proceeding to follow us to Tsunayoshi's house. The journey back to his house was interesting, I watched as Gokudera bickered one-sidedly with Yamamoto, while Tsunayoshi watched on with exasperation, while Reborn walked beside me.
"They are an interesting bunch, Reborn-oji, but are they it? They seem a little… underwhelming," I spoke softly to the infant hitman, careful to prevent them from hearing me. "There are others of course, but as of now, I think we can focus on these three."
We soon reached the house of Sawada, and I could hear a loud commotion in the house, sparking my curiosity. Before I could ask, the door burst open, and two kids ran out from the house, looking oddly familiar to me. Hitmen? I pondered trying to remember their identities, as they ran between our legs, playing tag like children their age would.
"That's right," Reborn spoke up, reading my facial expressions as usual, "I-Pin, the assassin from Hong Kong, who specialises in Gyoza-Kempo, and the stupid cow, Lambo, from the Bovino Famiglia." Ah, I watched on with realisation, the two of them are talented even for their age, already known in the Mafia world. Lambo stopped at my feet, looking up at me. "Who are you? Are you Lambo's subordinate? Bow to me and I might consider taking you in." My, my, such confidence coming from someone his age. Rather than getting irritated, I knelt down and ruffled the kid's fluffy hair. "Hello Lambo, I'm (y/n), unfortunately, I'm not your subordinate, but," I searched the pocket in my skirt, "I do have some sweets, are these enough?" I smiled at him. Lambo's face turned from confidence to that of greed, looking at the sweets with sparkly eyes, before going back to that façade of over-confidence, taking the sweets from my hands. "Lambo-sama can consider."
"Aiya, Lambo should thank Miss (y/n) for her sweets!" I-Pin chided him, to which Lambo simply stuck his tongue out and ran back into the house, I-Pin trailing behind him. We entered the house, to which we were greeted by a beautiful lady with light pink hair, and almost immediately, Gokudera's stomach made a weird noise, and he fell over, groaning in pain. "Ah! I recognise you. You're Poisonous Scorpion, Bianchi-san! It's a pleasure to meet you," I bowed, greeting her as she smiled back mysteriously. "You must be (y/n), Reborn mentioned you." A little surprised that she knew me, I smiled awkwardly, and headed upstairs with Tsunayoshi and the rest, while Yamamoto piggybacked Gokudera, and we rested him on Tsunayoshi's bed.
"Why does he react that way?" I asked, curious at the abnormal situation. "It happens every time Gokudera sees Bianchi's full face. Nothing to worry about, he'd be fine," Reborn answered, though I noticed Tsunayoshi shooting Reborn a look of disbelief. "So, (y/n), where are you staying now?" Reborn casually asked.
"Oh, I'm staying at an apartment in a high rise building, there are schools nearer to where I'm staying, but I figured I don't need a particularly large house, since I'm living alone. Besides, I really wanted to meet Vongola Tenth." I beamed at Tsunayoshi. "M-Me?"
"Right! I've heard amazing things about you when I was in Italy, about you being a weak teenager, that there were many candidates more suited to inherit the title," I could see him visibly sweat-dropping, "but yet, the Ninth chose you! You must have some really amazing talents hidden underneath." Tsunayoshi's face showed signs of conflict, but he said nothing.
After spending the afternoon at Tsunayoshi's house, and having dinner with his mother, I said my farewells, and headed home. As I arrived at the apartment building I was residing in, I entered the lift, and held on to the button to close the lift doors, when I heard a voice shouting. "Please hold on!" A little surprised, I tried to switch to hold the lift doors open, but was unfortunately too late. I caught a glimpse of a red-head male with glasses, before he hit the doors which closed a second later. "Oof!" Shit! "I'm so sorry!" I tried to apologise, but with the lift doors closed, I highly doubt he heard me.
Fumbling with the keys to my apartment, I barely inserted the key before noticing a movement to my right. Turning to glance at the stranger, I realised he was the same red-head as before, and he was too, trying to enter the apartment next to mine. Was he my next-door neighbour? Feeling a little embarrassed, I walked up to him, before tapping him lightly on the shoulder. He jumped, his cheeks almost as red as his hair, and I saw a little bruise on his forehead. "Oh! I don't know if you recognised me, but I was in the lift just now. I'm really so sorry, I tried to stop the lift doors from closing, but it was too late! I'm sorry, but it looks like you have a bruise on your forehead, please let me treat it!" I clasped my hands as an apology, as if I was praying to him, praying for his forgiveness, to be exact.
"A-ah, it's okay, really, I'm fine," He mumbled, pushing up his spectacles. I shook my head, refusing his rejection. "No! I insist, please, let me!" Giving him the pleading eyes that I had used to charm many others, he looked away quickly, before relenting. "A-alright…" As soon as he said that, I grabbed on to his hand, and led him to my apartment, after all, it did not seem right to ask him to host me in his house if I was the one who injured him. I let my neighbour into my apartment, and sat him down on the couch, heading to the kitchen to retrieve the first aid kit, before returning by his side.
"Here, please lift your head up," I instructed him, at the same time lifting his chin with my fingers. Taking a clean cloth with water, I dabbed lightly at his wound, listening to him hiss at the sting when the wound was in contact with the cloth. In an attempt to take his mind off the pain, I started to make small talk with my new neighbour. "Hm… How about we introduce ourselves? I'll start! My name is (y/n)(l/n), first year student at Namimori Junior High. Your turn!" Still wincing, the bespectacled male finally relaxed, before replying me. "I'm… Shoichi Irie, also a first year at Yumei Private Middle School."
"Oh, is Irie-san a genius then?" I asked casually. He had the visual of a student who studied hard and scored well in school, a nerd in other words, but I did not want to be too quick to jump to conclusions. Flustered, Irie shook his head furiously, resulting in me pressing too hard on his wound. "Ow!" He let out a soft cry of pain. "I'm sorry Irie-san, but you have to stay still!" I apologised, yet at the same time chided him, after all, if he had just stayed still, he would not have to deal with the pain. I hastily cleaned the wound one more time with water and finally bandaged it up neatly. "There, all better. Would you like to stay for a cup of tea, Irie-san?" I smiled sweetly at him, but he appeared to be more flustered and stood up immediately.
"N-no thanks! I ought to be going, thank you so much, see you around, (l/n)-san!" Before I could stop him, he had already left my apartment in a rush. "Hm, what's the hurry…" Mumbling to myself, I pouted as I cleared the mess in the living room from cleaning his wound. "Shoichi Irie…" I smiled to myself, he was an interesting fellow.