"I Hope I Survive"
Disclaimer: I don't own KHR! Akira Amano does, but if I did own KHR, who knows what stuff I'll do? :3
Warning: I'll be attempting humor that may not be even funny. At all.
Summary: I'm Bianca Fiore... Well, I used to be. Now I'm Gokudera Nami. I have a dynamite throwing silverette as a big brother (well, twin to be exact, but he was out first) and a poison cooking hitwoman as a step-sister. How I got here, I do not know. To be in my favourite anime is awesome and all, but with all the insanity going on, I hope I survive.
Bianca's/Nami's P.O.V.
I was walking home from school, just like I always do, except, I was sporting a few bruises on my face. I didn't see the fucking post, okay?! Well, as I was crossing the street (It was on the red light), a truck hit me! C'mon! Seriously, truck driver guy! Don't you know the meaning of a red fucking light?! Now, I'm just lying here, bleeding and it hurts like a bitch. Then I saw Haruka, one of my classmates running to me.
"In the name of fucking Arceus, what happened?!" She exclaimed pushing through the crowd that magically appeared. "Well, I wasn't hit by a truck." I deadpanned, sarcasm obvious in my voice. Even though I'm almost dying in the middle of the street, I still have the time to be sarcastic. Whoop-de-do. I started coughing up some blood and I was having difficult time breathing.
Haruka was trying to contact my mom using my phone she took from my bag. I think it was too late; my vision was getting blurry by the second. "Haruka, please tell my parents I love them, even though my dad is in Canada right now. Please say goodbye to all our friends in school and I want my parents to burry my collection of KHR manga with me." Next thing I knew, everything was pitch black. I can't feel anything. I just feel like I'm floating or something.
Suddenly, everything is starting to get brighter. I squinted a bit, trying to adjust to the light, and I saw someone pretty familiar. It was a woman with long silver locks, beautiful green orbs, smiling down at me. She had that kind, motherly and affectionate aura around her. I then noticed my hand was… Kind of chubby… And that I was in a fucking crib. I also saw a baby boy with a tuft of silver hair and bright green eyes next to me, gurgling happily at the sight of the woman. I looked at the other side of the crib and saw a mirror and got shocked at what I saw. I was a baby. 'How did this happen? Does that mean I'll have to go through puberty again? Wait, why am I thinking of something like that right now?! ' Thoughts were racing through my mind and I began crying.
"Oh! Shhh! There, there. No one's gonna hurt you, mommy's here." The woman cradled me in her arms and smiled fondly at me. She REALLY looks familiar. I stopped crying and looked at her with round, innocent, teary eyes. She chuckled and set me back down the crib next to the other baby. Then suddenly, we heard footsteps and she smiled fondly at us, with tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry, mommy has to go…" She said, tears finally falling. She left and I somehow felt sleepy (Must be from the crying). My eyes were getting teary and my vision was getting blurry. The next thing I knew, I was asleep.
When I woke up, I was in a different setting. There was another beautiful woman with pink hair and greyish, green eyes carrying me while a girl who looked a bit like the woman – maybe about three years old – was smiling happily at me. I glanced at a black haired man across the room, and he was carrying the other baby with me in the crib. We were in some sort of recreation room. It had a giant, flat screen T.V, some plush couches and some expensive looking furniture.
The woman sighed. "Mary, Clarissa, Julia, would you go take the kids up to their room?" the woman said with a soft, kind yet slightly dominant tone that screams 'Women can be powerful!' I love it! "Yes, Madam Stella." Three girls wearing maid uniforms took me, the pink-haired girl, and the other kid to the room where we were earlier.
Stella's P.O.V.
I sighed. "Look, James, I'm sorry our parents dragged you into this. You love Lavina, but our parents just had to arrange out marriage when we were younger, I cou-" I was cut off by James "It's fine, Stella. We had no say to it. Our parents decided it the day we were born. I understand." James said. "Still, I'm really sorry." I just wanted my childhood friend – now husband – to be happy. Our parents just announced an arranged marriage between the two of us when we were six, without even letting us decide. I just hope Lavina will be alright. I'll make sure to take care of her children just like my own. I will give her my word.
Bianca's/Nami's P.O.V.
"Fuawu~! Gao~!" WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?! I'M SPEAKING IN BABY LANGUAGE! Wait. What the hell is baby language? Meh, I'll figure that out later. Right now, I'll try to figure out where I am, who these people are and how the fuck did I turn into a baby!
"Hello there, Nami! And Hayato too!" I heard the girl with pink hair said her attention directed to us. Wait… Did she say Hayato? Wait… That's just a coincidence, right?
"I'm Bianchi, your new sister! I'll take good care of you two! I'm so glad to have twins as little siblings!" She said, her voice filled with affection. Wait a minute… BIANCHI?! Oh. My. Fuck. I'M IN KHR?! Oh my fuck, Oh my fuck, Oh my fuck, Oh my fuck…
My brain was still trying to process my recent finding. Me, in the world of KHR, with Bianchi as a big step sister, Lavina as a mother and The Gokudera Hayato as a twin brother. Well, OH MY FUCKING SHIT, THIS IS SO FRIGGIN' AWESOME! Wait! What if I screw up the plot…? What will happen to Tuna-fish? What if we all die? What if-? Geez, calm down, Bianca – or Nami now – you can pull through this! Well, fuck, I'm rambling to myself in my mind. I sighed. What could possibly go wrong, right?
Time skip | 2 years later | Nami's P.O.V.
Time flies by quickly. I learned to speak fluently when I was a year old because of my knowledge from my past life, while Hayato was a born genius. When we were one and a half, our parents hired Doctor Fucking Shamal to babysit us! I know, this happened it cannon, but seriously! Who hires a skilled hitman to babysit twin two year olds?! Well, a genius two year old and a sixteen year old in a two year old's body actually, but that's not my point!
"Doctor Shamal, who is that?" A two year old Hayato asked to Shamal, who had a woman with him. She had dark orange – almost brown – hair she had clear blue eyes. "Um… This is my sister." He, obviously, lied. I know, you Doctor Shamal! "Oh, really? Please tell me just how many 'sisters' you have." I did a Condescending Willy Wonka pose on the chair I was sitting on. "Ahehe… What do you mean, Nami-chan?" He asked with a slightly nervous tone and he was sweating a bit. "Oh, you know… Your sister yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that, the list keeps going on and on, actually!" I smiled an oh-so innocent smile, but inside, I was smirking. "You, what?" The woman asked with a venomous tone. Hehe, success! She slapped Shamal on the face, hard, took her bag and walked out of our 'home'. "Pfft- Hahahahaha! Hayato, did you see the look on his face?!" I laughed and turned to look at my brother, who was turning red, trying to hold in his laughter.
"You two…" Shamal said slowly, his hair covering his eyes. "Um… But, Doctor Shamal, I was only telling the truth." I used my puppy dog eyes on him! They always work! He sighed "Okay, you're lucky you're a little lady." He flipped his hair and I inched away from him, slowly. What? I'm scared he might go pedo! He will hit on any female, I tell you! I grabbed Hayato's hand and ran away from the recreation room[1] and we bumped into Bianchi near the kitchen.
"Hayato! Nami! It's the big day tomorrow! I'm so excited! I can't wait to hear you two play the piano again!" She smiled at us, excitement obvious in her voice. What was the big day, you ask? It was our birthday, which means, we get to see mother[2] again. Of course, our parents didn't know that I knew about that. I just tried to keep my mouth shut about the information I have. Ever since we turned a year old, mother visited us and taught us how to play the piano. I smiled at Bianchi and nodded. "Un! I can't wait to see Lavina-nee-san again!" Yes, I call mother, mother in my mind and Lavina-nee-san when I talk. "Me too! I can't wait for her to hear us play the piano!" Hayato agreed. During her short visits, we have learned to love mother. She was kind, caring, sweet and gentle; all in all she was a great woman. Since I'm in a child's body, I tend to get sleepy easily. I yawned and Bianchi carried me up to our room, with Hayato following us. She laid me down on my bed and Hayato went to his bed. She tucked us in and bid us good night while I just lied there, sleeping like there's no tomorrow.
[1] = It was the same recreation room two years ago.
[2] = I made Nami call Lavina 'mother' and Stella 'mom'.
Sky-chan: So? How was it? Sorry if it's not good. I'm just a beginner! I'm trying my best, though! If you have any suggestions, please review! It will be very much appreciated! :D