Yellow Lies
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! nor its characters does not belong to me.
AiYui: Yoh~ and a good day to all~! :)
Ai: Gomen nasai, minna-san… Yui is not here today… :(
That lazy Yui did not help me do this fanfic so… don't expect much comedy here…
You see, I'm quite serious…
BUT!!!
Please read this story… onegaishimasu!
I suppose that in the next chapter(s), lazy Yui will come and add humor in this publication.
Comments and suggestions are always accepted with open arms…
Thank you and please (!) enjoy~!
:)
+Chapter One: Reminiscence
A teenaged girl with long brown hair and bright green eyes sat quietly on her bed. She wore a blank face, giving us a hint that she had just woken up. She was holding a picture frame, and shown on it was a photo of a quite typical Italian family.
In that photo, the family was composed of five people who are: the father, the mother, the eldest son, and two little children who look of the same age.
All of them look like they have just played in their garden, as suggested by the place where the picture was taken.
The father has deep black hair and calm violet eyes. His face, fashion and poise suggests of a respectable Italian man. His face also shows of deep intelligence and tactical strategies, has an ironically strong and gentle demeanor, and was handsome and quite young to be already a father of three children.
The mother has dark brown hair and luminous green eyes. Her face was a beauty; she has sharp yet kind eyes, soft oval face, and moderately thin lips. Her expression shows a dash of naughtiness and strength, all hidden inside her mysterious sweet crescent smile. All of her traits show of a half-Japanese, half-Italian descent.
The three children, who all look in ages 7 and 10, are situated on the bottom part of the picture.
The eldest, a boy, inherited his father's traits which are having crow-like black hair and composed violet eyes. He looks like an authoritative, hot-headed big brother but, at the same time, a little cheerful and caring too.
The other two children resemble each other. This makes us think, and conclude, for the least, that they are fraternal twins, one is a boy and the other is a girl.
The little boy looks arrogant and snobbish. His expression was sharp, highlighted even more by his raven-like black hair and deep envious green eyes. He seems to be mad at the world, especially at her equally little sister. But what's hidden behind those dark green eyes is still unknown… all we know is that what is shown is not always what is true.
The other twin, and the only daughter for that matter, was partly the opposite of her other half. She wore a sweet cutesy smile and her blue dress emphasizes her youthful and innocent self. She inherited her mother's characteristics: brown hair, only this time hers was lighter, and bright green eyes.
Again, the background of the picture was of a luscious garden, with thick forests at the farther side. On the far right was a small part of a magnificent mansion. Even if only a very little part was shown, we already assume that it was magnificent and glorious because of the intricate designs seen carved on a certain border of a certain window.
Now, going back to reality, the girl now opens her mouth and starts to speak.
"That foolish Ikuto… Less than two months had already passed… I hope he won't track and follow me here. I really hope that he's busy back there…" she said with a little bothered look.
She lay down on her bed and placed the picture frame on her chest. Then she closed her eyes to dream…
.~.
At least two months ago…
"I want to go to Japan… Mother, is that okay?" Ryumi asked her mother.
"Japan? What the hell are you going to do there!?" her twin, Ikuto, who had just returned home, exclaimed.
"Welcome home, Ikuto…" their mother said happily.
Ikuto removed his black coat with a green color inside and hung it on a coat hanger not far from the door.
He approached the two and repeated his question.
"It's none of your business, Weak Ikuto." Ryumi replied as an answer.
"Don't call me by that name, Stupid Ryumi." he shot back.
Then a bright lightning-like flash of light came from their eyes and connected, then electrocuted each other. (A/N: I really do not know how to explain this phenomenon… Well, it's like the scene that happens in an animé when the characters that are mad with each other come in contact.) Angry marks also popped out of their heads consecutively after.
"Ah~, my twins…" their mother sighed. "Calling names is a work of both the weak and the stupid. Remember that.
And Ryumi, what are you going to do there?"
"Well…nothing. It's just that I want to discover my roots. And there's nothing much to do here in Italy, anyway… just to receive temporary work from different Mafia families… Life is kind of monotonous." she explained.
"Ah, monotonous, you say? If you want a little action, then stop looming on brother's death! I always hear you cry about that even if it happened months ago! Why wouldn't you get over with it?!" Ikuto said with a little meaning when read between the lines.
Their mother was surprised. She had always thought that Ryumi was a strong girl, accepting every challenge, demanding even more heat … and had never consorted to crying to something that had happened a very long time ago. She had always thought that Ryumi had gotten over it and continued to live.
"Will you stop it! You'll never know what I feel because you never cared!" Ryumi said with tears about to fall from her eyes and while holding on to Ikuto's collar.
"What made you say that I never cared?! All I want to say is that you must care about the living and not the dead!" he answered back then removed Ryumi's hand from the collar of his shirt. He then went towards the staircase and went up.
"Ryumi?" her mother muttered while patting her back.
"Mother… I'm sorry…" Ryumi said in between her sobs.
"It's okay… There's nothing wrong about that…
But Ryumi, don't tell me that this excursion to Japan is connected to your brother… and Ikuto, for that matter?"
Ryumi kept silent.
"And also this thing that you started to fancy boyish style… is it also related to something that had happened that day when he was murdered?"
Ryumi now opened her mouth then started to say, "It's—"
.~.
"Mikura-san? Are you alright?"
A boy's voice woke the girl up.
She got up and looked at the boy with half-closed eyes.
"Yeah, I'm alright."
Ryumi is the only daughter of a well-known Mafia family, the Giallo family. She, together with her twin, Ikuto, is the second offspring of the Giallo family's 9th Boss, Pierre Alessandro Gialllo, and his wife (which is also a Mafioso) , Chioko Giallo née Mughetto.
She, along with Ikuto, is a gifted child. They finished their full education when they were just 12 years of age. Since their earlier years, they had always competed against each other. Be it with skills, talents, abilities, intelligence, strategies or strength, one would always want to be on top of the other.
But they have a barrier between them, so they wouldn't always fight with each other. It is their elder brother, Mitsui, who would act as a buffer to stop the quarreling twins.
Mitsui Giallo, when described first-hand by Ryumi, is a firm, strong, and scary person. However, as a big brother, there are times he could be soft, gentle, and caring… but that only happens once in a blue moon. But even though that is the case, she still loves her big brother. He often teaches her, not only things that she should know, but also things that are often left unknown… but are importantly needed in life.
He was also the one who first revealed to the twins that they were part of the Mafia world, "always fighting, always crying, always losing—it may be battles, power and, at times, people… but the Mafia world isn't always like that, we always protect and are always being protected and that is a good thing… our life is full of action—no fooling around".
The only sad thing is, about a year ago (in reality's pace of time), when their brother was about to succeed their father in being the 10th Boss, he was murdered… without even knowing who the murderer was.
It supposed to be a happy and glorious feast for the Giallo family and their ally families but with that news and, seeing the evidence, the night dimmed at them. The moon lost its beautiful light and white radiance, the stars vanished and the skies cried with them. Everything was lost but Ryumi, who was with her brother that night remained alive, with the memoirs of the bloody battle intact.
Since then, Ryumi became a little weary…and a little boyish.
Ryumi got up from her bed and placed the picture frame on a high shelf.
Then she faced Hiroshi and asked, "By the way, what are you doing here?"
"Oh!" Hiroshi got startled. "I was knocking on your door but you didn't answer. It was of perfect contrast to what you normally do, which is opening the door even if you are sleeping. I got scared because something might have happened to you… so I went inside… which was a little hard; a lot of things were blocking your door but much to my surprise, those things were just papers… but eventually I managed to open your door and here I am."
"I see…" Ryumi muttered after hearing Hiroshi's long story even all that she was asking is that why he was there.
Then she picked up a little notebook which appears to be a planner and opened it.
"You remembered your family?" Hiroshi asked curiously.
"Yeah, all of a sudden…"
"That's okay and it's perfectly normal… I often miss my family even if I just went to school…"
Yours is a different case…
"But I'm a little curious, though, on why a 15 year old would go all the way to Japan, leaving behind a happy family and home back in Italy…"
I did not leave behind a happy family and home… all that's left there are sad memories… memories that should be buried in the deepest pit, leaving no trace of reality…
"Even if that was not a happy family and home, even all that's left there are sad traces of the past… the things that you should remember are the happy memories, not the sad ones…"
…Hiroshi…
"But I'm not being intrusive in your reasons...!" Hiroshi assured her, because Ryumi's look at him changed to a very serious and dangerous glare. "I was just puzzled… and curious…!"
Ryumi just returned her gaze at the open planner on her hand and scanned it for any scheduled appointments for that day.
.~.
"Wow… Japan…" Ryumi muttered silently after getting out of the airport.
She had two traveling bags and a hand bag. Both of the first traveling bag and her hand bag hold her things: clothes, necessities, and papers. The second traveling bag was a little mysterious, but it was admitted all the same, for she had some permissions and permits… I think you already know what that bag contains… and I hope we have the same ideas.
She went on to find a taxi and got inside with her bags in the back compartment.
Now sitting comfortably in the car, a streak of suspicion suddenly came to her.
Why do I feel…? Ah, never mind…, she thought. Then she told the driver, "Take me to where all the action is."
The driver nodded and a reserved giggle was heard.
This is really strange…
While traveling, something suddenly caught Ryumi's eye.
"Stop." she ordered firmly.
So the driver stopped the taxi at the side of a street immediately and Ryumi got out then went to where the action was.
The scene that she spotted was this: a little girl with a small bag was being surrounded by big strange men. The men were talking to her and Ryumi doesn't know for sure what they were saying; only that she has one in mind, that the little girl was about to cry and this spells trouble.
What's ironic here is that no one even helped the little girl
She eventually got there but one thing stopped her from going a little closer to them.
What the heck… I almost forgot that I'm already here in Japan… thinking that everyone would cater to my English and not bothering to practice straight and fluent Japanese! , she thought.
But even if that's the case, she proceeded to them anyway.
"Oi," she called out to them in a firm tone. "What the hell are you doing to that little girl?!" she said that in faltering and effortful Japanese.
The men turned their backs to see who the hell would dare bother them. There they saw a teenager with long brown hair, dressed up in a blue shirt with an unbuttoned white sweater and black knee-high pants.
"And I expected someone more daring to bother us … It's just a little wimpy girl, after all…" a man said.
Little wimpy girl… That phrase, again! "How dare you call me by that name!" she yelled back.
"Why little wimpy girl, what will you do to us then?" another man said.
"And you even have the guts to repeat it!" she shouted angrily and clenched her fists in great anger.
Then she ran towards the men furiously. They weren't worried at Ryumi running towards them at all, for they thought that she was only a girl and concerned citizen…only.
She leaped to kick one man and to the astonishment of everyone, the man reached the end of the street. Of course, the other men were bewildered to see a teenaged girl make a huge man fly.
"What the!" another man exclaimed. To see that event was a total humiliation to them, and they had concluded to a resolution: to take revenge.
They all took on Ryumi but she readily dodged their punches. She kicked them, tripped them and she even got hold of one man and threw him at the others like a domino.
The people were overwhelmed to see that a teenaged girl could do such professional moves. They were filled with awe and wonder…and soon after, a police car's siren was heard and also of a concerned boy.
"Yumi!!" the boy called out. It seems to be that he is the brother of the little girl.
"Onii-chan…" the girl said while sobbing lightly.
The boy kneeled to match his sister's height then asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
…siblings concerned with each other…, Ryumi thought jealously.
"I wasn't…" the little girl named Yumi started to relate. "But that girl helped me… so I'm okay now, onii-chan…"
"I see." he said then stood up while holding his little sister's hand.
They approached Ryumi, who had just finished talking to the policemen who took care of the bad guys.
Then they thanked the kind stranger. "Thank you very much for helping my little sister, Miss…"
Yumi nodded and smiled as if in agreement to thanking Ryumi.
"Ah~… That was nothing, actually…" Ryumi said.
"I'm Ogasu Hiroshi, by the way. And this is my little sister, Yumi." the boy, Hiroshi, introduced.
"Oh, um…" What should I say!? "Hello O-Ogasu-san… I'm… um…" What the heck! I can't tell my real name! "… Mikura Giallo…" she said with a smile and while sweat is trickling down her temples. So now we know where and how Ryumi got that name…
"Ah! A foreigner! Giallo-san, as a token of gratitude for saving my sister, why won't you stay in our place? If you still haven't got any place to stay, that is…"
Thank goodness! A house! "Well…"
.~.
"Oh yeah…" Ryumi closed her planner and put it on the high shelf beside the picture frame. It appears that the high shelf is the only place in her room that is not messy…
"Yes, Mikura-san? What is it?" Hiroshi asked.
Ryumi studied Hiroshi's get-up first then stated, "You are going to school, right?"
"Oh yeah!" this weird dude finally remembered. I wonder, Hiroshi spaces out when Ryumi is in front of him. I really wonder why…
"I'm here also because I was about to tell you that Father is at work, Mother is going somewhere… she didn't actually told me where but she'll be back before dawn, and Yumi and I are going to school… You'll be left here all alone today…"
"I see…" Ryumi nodded. "But I'm also going somewhere else… I'll just lock the door when I leave, then…"
"R-right…"
Why won't you leave already then?!?!? "Aren't you going to be late now?"
"It's still early… I guess you are lucky… to have finished school when you were just twelve…"
"Not all lucky…" I guess this would make you go away… "So, goodbye and good luck at school." she said then kissed Hiroshi goodbye on his cheek
Of course, Hiroshi was surprised by this act, especially because Ryumi was the one who did it.
He gasped, went red, bowed, and then sprinted his way out of the house.
"What the heck… What the hell did I just do!?!?" she also questioned her doing.
She approached her closet and inside it was a box. She brought it with her and went towards her bed. She sat, opened the box and took what is inside.
The thing inside was a black school uniform. She let out a disgusted sigh when she held it out to herself, especially when she saw the skirt.
"Well," she sighed. "I have to be ready for school today."
Ai: Okay, done with the first chapter!
Hope you liked it, even if most of it were just flashbacks. (As what the chapter title states, "Reminiscence")
But at least, slowly but surely, we're getting to know Ryumi better…
Finally, on the next chapter, she'll be with the Vongolas…
I can't wait on what expression Kyouya will show once he'll see this familiar brown-haired girl from before…
Please await the next chapter!
Ryumi: Please review!!!
AiYui: Ryumi?
Ryumi: Bye-bye! *waves her hand then leaves*
Ai: The uniform certainly looks good on her…
AiYui: So, ja ne!!!
:)
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! nor its characters does not belong to me.