Disclaimer : I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn in any way,shape or form.

I do,however,own my character.

I'm warning every single reader out there that my writing is at best,sucky. But I hope it entertains you all anyway.

I finally returned home after a short day at school. Sagging under the weight of my heavy backpack,I threw it down on the polished floor of my home with relief. However,I felt unsettled. As a normal human being,I should feel something for my recently deceased maternal grandfather,right?

Or maybe the shock haven't kicked in yet. But I feel that I wouldn't be crying anytime soon. He meant nothing to me-he's never talked to me. None that I remember anyways. The looks I got from my paternal family(The ones I cared about) was most likely the reason that i'm unsettled then,if i truly didn't care for that grandfather.

This is tiring. I need to take my mind off a dead person. I couldn't greive because I simply did not care,and felt like an alien for not caring. This is pointless,and I just got home from school. Obviously I got to get home early because he died. I would celebrate the early break,but someone dying was definately a bad time to do so. And I should show some respect at least.

But I will definately take the time for what I loved to do. With that thought in mind,I took a quick cold shower and entered my room. There was no one in the house due to feneral preparations,and thus it was the perfect time to read. A quiet enviroment was very essential for me to immerse myself in stories of fantasy. In particular was the strong friendships and life disasters that one Sawada Tsunayoshi goes through. My uncle once told me that anime and manga's were famous because they showed the one thing people don't have in their lives;loyal friends. I had to concede the point to him,because that was what society lacked.

I turned on my laptop,flipped the charging switch on and scrolled to the page I last read. I was almost done with the manga version of Katekyo Hitman Reborn,so I felt a sense of loss,as there was no 'continue' button for the increasing insaneness in Tsuna's life. At least there was still alot of fanfics that extend on Tsuna and his friends that I could read about. Sure,the fanfiction archive is rife with abandoned stories,but that didn't mean that all of them was bad-most of them had interesting plots but lacked the execution to make it awesome. Needless to say,I had a healthy amount of respect for fanfiction writers.

After several pages of the manga,it was finally over. I reluctantly stared at the last page of the manga,hoping for more but knowing there is no more. It was with satisfaction that I finished a long and completed manga(along with the anime version,of course!)

I realised that even though I sucessfully distracted myself for a period of time,my thoughts kept coming around to when I saw my dead maternal grandpa. Why do I still keep thinking about it? I didn't care.

"Boom!"

It was only then I realised that there was a thunderstorm and that I was thirsty over hours of reading. Cursing under my breath because I'd have to wipe up the wet floor due to the rain and windows being left open,I made a move to close all the windows.

I didn't make it to the window.

I heard the thunder striking something. I felt a painful strike on my body that was indescribable and-

I see black. But I think I'm not actually seeing anything because I could feel that my eyes were shut. There's an invisible pressure on them and I couldn't open them. My body is immobolised. I feel something disgusting surrounding my body. I can't move,I can't see,I can't hear. I feel no teeth in my mouth and I think I'm naked. Something is attached to my stomach.

I panicked. I kept trying to move,kept trying to open my eyes,anything to do something...

It didn't work.

Eventually I just stopped and accepted that I was now in a place where I couldn't move.

Having nothing to do was mindbreakingly boring.

So I took my time to try to find out what was going on. My last memories was of pain,and a...smell of burnt flesh? I was on my laptop and there was thunder along with the sounds of rain.

Anything that involves pain hurts the body plus the presence of thunder. I could only narrow it down to one thing.

I got electrocuted. The thunder struck something and I got hurt via electrocution. I was touching my laptop,and its connected to the charger. The lightning most likely hit the building I was in. A probable power surge.

So...I died.

The irony of dying at the same day as my maternal grandfather. Wow,I'm actually impressed at the universe. Was I really that unlucky? What did I ever do?

After I calmed down from being mad(because why was I so unlucky?!) I wondered if the place I was in is heaven. Well,it sure doesn't seem like heaven to me. What happened to angels and clouds and that its all up above?Where was that?

I spent all my time thinking about random stuff. From family,to my only two best friends in the world,to classmates and teachers. I wondered if they missed me,or if they ever noticed the dead body in my room,maybe singed and black with a spikey haired head that depicts electrocution in cartoons. If my online friends ever heard that their friend was dead. I'm sure my Dad would be sad,but not much could be said of my other family members or two friends. I felt just a tiny bit sorry for outliving my Dad. He was the best dad I could ever ask for,even with all his naggings. If I could cry,I probably would've. I was dead.

I thought I would never be able to move again. I came to my own terms with that after...I don't know how many days.

The strange thing was that after a while I could sort of move. Not too much,just a little. Was I actually in hell and deprived of senses or something? With nothing better to do,my imaginations ran wild as the only entertainment I had. I know I didn't do anything evil. At least not to the level of being in a gang and robbing banks,or stealing anything,or murdering anyone. Minor pranks with my family when I was younger maybe? Mostly just switching off the lights when someone's in the bath. Would that really warrent a full sensory deprivation?

My mouth could move now,and I started hearing things. But exactly what was something I wasen't sure of. It was like listening to something that was muffled. Well,my senses are coming back somehow.

And then I accidentally did something I swore not to ever do again. I swallowed the thing...um. Liquid that was surrounding my body. It didn't taste like anything,but it just felt absolutely digusting. I restrained my random instinct to swallow.

Why was I in liquid? Multiple scenarios popped up in my mind. For example... Reincarnation.

I've read many fanfics before and that was,by far,my favorite reading scenario. And since I doubted that this was either heaven or hell,then it could be this. Besides,the education in biology that I almost forgot said something about fetus development. It matches some of the things I automatically did...

Could it be?

More time passed. My eyes slowly opened. It was sort of fascinating to see in...liquid. I don't see much,and most of it was the colour black. Although fascinating,it was also terrifying to experience. Because,theory confirmed or not I was stuck and unable to do much. I was helpless and vulnerable,and whoever's carrying me might accidentally-

No. Stop. Focus.

I distracted myself with meaningless memories of my former life and random jargon. I can't afford to think about this.

A while longer,and I could blink. Good. Now I can close my eyes and focus on distractions. I could now move more freely,and I even move my knees! Finally,some freedom of movement.

It felt like an eternity passed. As a teenager that was alive and had constant technology around myself,it felt like forever. There was nothing to stimulate my mind.

The sudden push and continuing pulsing around here scared me. But I know it was just the birthing process and tried to keep my calm.

Keyword being 'tried'.

I didn't realise that I never breathed in the womb because I screamed and heaved in the midst of shining white colours,blinding yellow and bright red. I proceeded to faint because the disgusting red was too much. Mostly because I knew it was blood that came with me outside. AND IT WAS ALL OVER ME. EW!

At least I could sleep now. Honestly,that was my first thought when I first woke up.

My second thought was that I could only see a blend of colours.

The third happened when something was pushed into my mouth and I swallowed.

That was probably milk.

After multiple cycles between feeding,changing diapers,sleeping and crying,I could finally see clearly. But I wasen't ready for what I saw.

Because Lo and Behold was a blue screened panel that scrolled down as I read its...words. It moves whenever I turned my head and was in english,the language I was most proficient at.

Dear Yoru Akira(Your given name in this world),

As a reincarnation,you are given the ability to see the future whenever you encounter a decision that may impact your life drastically. However,with great power comes great responsibilties and thus,your power has defects. The first defect is that you will receive random visions depicting the futures of people you see,mostly their death and most possible future. Secondly,you have a time limit on how long you may live before you die the same way in which you left your first life.

You are born on December 1,year 2015. In about 25 years and a month later,your second life shall reach its end. I advise you to memorise your name,date of birth in this world and the amount of time you have left on your life.

Signed,

_.

Whatever being that sent that panel with me was messing with my life.

The panel slowly faded away right in front of my eyes and seemingly melts into the surroundings.

I was not going down without a fight for my second chance at life!

I was definately not going near anything with electricity for a while. Its painful. Extremely so. I hope i didn't kill the baby when I could start moving,right? I didn't kill a baby. Its not my fault. But I'll take my second chance. I'm selfish like that,sorry.

Its not my fault. And they weren't conscious. Not conscious which means already dead. I took over a dead body that would've died.

I hope that the numerous fanfics about reincarnation was right in that they replaced dead kids. Otherwise...

I'm a female. Still a female. Phew. I was afraid that i'd be a boy,because if I was in a male body but still liked males... Well,its not like romance is an option at this point,i'm a 15 year old in a 1 year old! I would be 30 mentally when i'm 15 or 16...

So. Where exactly am I?

I found myself in a small room. White walls,a colourful ground and i'm in...a crib?I see a lady snoring on a chair by the side of the room. Around me was more cribs with babies in them.

I realised with no small amount of horror that not only did I have a time limit to my death that I planned to resist,I'm stuck in a possible orphanage. What a recipe for disaster.

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