Happy birthday to Thealmightydee9009, I have released this at exactly 2:10 and the one-shot has exactly 2,100 word. I hope my beta is pleased.

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR


I walked down the hallways of Nami-middle with Tsunayoshi, Yamamoto, and Gokudera. I find it beyond strange that people who are so different from each other are hanging out together so casually. Though I think, that to them I'm now kind of included in their group, in other word I'm their friend. This is really weird for me because I do not consider myself to be their friend at all.

It probably sounds mean, but I see all of them as acquaintances more than anything. I haven't told them this because it sounds rude coming out loud, so I let them think that I am their friend—even though I am obviously not. If I was their friend, then I would possibly put their lives and interests before their own, and that is definitely not true since I have been writing my name on Gokudera's math test for a while now. While I have his top score in math he has my failing grade.

The only friend I've had for a while now has been Alana, but isn't that how cousins are supposed to be?
No, thinking about it now I guess not; I could say 21 good things about Alana off the top of my head and naming six about anyone else in my family is more than a little hard. No offense to them, well kind of anyways.

The boys are all gossiping together, but I'm not surprise for two reasons. First is because guys are the worst gossipers in the world. It isn't just theses guy either, everywhere I've seen guy's gossip profoundly. The second reason is because their topic was none other than Alana (Dee as they know her). She is not your everyday girl, so I can see how they are surprised by her and her actions. If I didn't know her then I would be gossiping with them right now.

"She took on Hibari so easily!" Tsuna exclaimed. His voice was dominated by panic, but I could hear underlined tone of awe. He was impressed and frightened at the same time.

"Hahah! Yeah, it was pretty cool." Yamamoto Takeshi commented with a fake easy going smile. My instinct told me that someday I would be the one who has to kill this guy, and I will probably have a good reason to. Either way I need to keep my eye on him.

"Hn!" Gokudera snorted his eyes looking angry as always. "How do you know her?" He demanded to know while looking straight at me. I saw no reason as to why I could not answer it. What's the harm of telling him that me and her are related, we have bigger secrets to hide.

"We're cousins." I answer truthfully. He didn't look satisfied with my answer in the least.

"Wow. You cousins? You guys don't look alike." Yamamoto said with bright smile. Did that jerk just insult me? What an asshole! That's it; I'm officially on team Gokudera for right hand man. Yamamoto can be the belly button lent for all I care.

"What is she like?" Gokudera interrogated me. I would have lied or told him to buzz off, but he was giving me an 'I'm not afraid to beat the crap out of a girl, and if you don't answer me truthfully then I will beat the crap out of you, leaving my ring as indentions on your face' look. I had been given this look many times before, but coming from Gokudera it seems just a bit more intimidating and I feel incline to answer him. Though when giving the question any real thought, it is much more difficult to answer than it should be.

Well they are guys, so it's probably best to tell them how she looks.

I guess it should tell them that she's short, but if I do that then I have to explain how she doesn't seem short at all. Whenever I'm talking to her I completely forget the fact that I am the one who should be looking down. She gives off the feeling as if she should be your equal in height, and the only time that you're conscious of her length is when you spot her in the distance.

Then I should tell them about the way she moves, how there is absolutely no awkwardness in her movements at all. It is not that she is graceful or elegant, but rather it appears as if there is not limitation in her movements like the wind.

After that though it's probably best to describe her face. That would be easy, she has a very charming face, not beautiful of exceedingly special but charming, definitely charming. And its charm is much more desirable than any beauty, because it will never fade.

Also I have to mention her crazy smile. She doesn't smile crazily, it is quite the opposite, she has a very nice smile, a pleasant one, it is her teeth that are crazy. Her teeth are so white they basically tell the orbit smile to fuck off. Yeah, they're that white. I swear sometimes when I see what perfect dental features she has, I want to tell Ryohei to try and knock a tooth out if they ever go sparing. Brightest smile ever, I swear on her grave.

But I don't want to tell them all of this. Because if I do tell them then I also have to mention how they don't have a chance in hell with her. And that would hurt their feelings, and I am way too nice to do that. Despite the whole test thing I have going on with Gokudera. It isn't personal, I swear…ish.

Okay, so then what if I tell them about her sense of humor?

I could tell them about how amazing it is and that I have never met nor heard of anyone 2/3 as funny as she is. I swear she says the most ridiculous shit and makes it come off badass. People (my mother) say that I hardly ever laugh and have no sense of humor (who is she to talk?), but when I'm around her there is not five minutes that go by where I am not tempted to laugh, and there is not ten minutes that go by where I don't. Sometimes, when she is on a roll, she can have me rolling on the ground crying because of how hard her jokes make me laugh.

It's not that she just tells funny jokes either, it is the way she says things. How she moves her hands, how she changes her tone, and uses her facial expression. If I had to share a dessert island with anyone it would her (or my dad) because at least that way I would go out laughing. Then again maybe not, on an island it is survival of the fittest and I would say between the two of us, Alana if the fittest. Who am I kidding; I would still choose her anyways.

However, now that I think it over I'm terrible at explaining things, and if I tried to explain to the boys about how she makes me laugh then none of them would get it, and I would be embarrassed because of it.

A simpler idea it to just tell them about some of the really awesome things she can do. Like how she is best (besides my dad) at go-cart racing, or how she sings so well that I often prefer the way she sings a song then the actual artist, or how she has the best grammar I know, or how she isn't afraid to do anything, or maybe how she is a really good swimmer. I could also mention that she is talented when it comes to utilizing technology, has abnormal ambition and determination (Medeka watch out), and can remember everyone's birthday. Yeah, she has way more talent the common bear. But they might not believe me when I tell them that, so I guess this idea is also out.

Perhaps I could tell then that she numbero dos person I respect in the world.

There is less than a handful of people I have and admiration for, but Alana is one of them. There are some many reasons for that but off the top of my head I can only think of twenty one. She is a powerful person. She can overcome anything. She is hardcore reasonable. She tries to do what is best in a hard situation. She doesn't burden others. She has her pride. She doesn't bend over backwards to please others. She doesn't meddle. She is a person I can fully trust. She has never been cruel to me. She refuses to be pitied. She doesn't depend on anyone. She has always had my confidence in everything she does. She has control over her life. She calls it how she sees it—bluntly. She knows her boundaries and doesn't overstep them. She has my father's respect. She never tries to make a situation worse. She never lets anything get her down long. She considers what others say. And she has tendency to awesome.

Maybe I should just make clear to them how much I appreciate her.
That might help them understand her.

She does so much for me, that I would not dare start to name it all. She goes out of way for me all the time when she doesn't have to. I never clearly thank her for it or really tell her how much it all means to me— how much she means to me. Sometimes, when I'm talking to her, I whisper thank you softly but not loud enough for her to hear it. I have never had the courage to tell her 'Thank you' openly. That kind of thing is just way to embarrassing for me to say; it would be awkward and I wouldn't know how to do it, so I just say silent instead.

Since I can't say that to Alana, I am most certainly not going to say to these three boys who I don't even really consider friends yet. The boys are so troublesome at times, why should I tell them anything about her again?

Oh yeah, Gokudera's 'I'm not afraid to beat the crap out of a girl, and if you don't answer me truthfully then I will beat the crap out of you, leaving my ring as indentions on your face' look. It is so intimidating that I'm surprised I haven't shown the emotion of nervousness on my face. Does he not get that he asked me to do something beyond difficult? How am I to tell them about someone that amazing? I'd like to see them do it sometime.

"Well?" Gokudera demanded to know. After all of my intense thinking, I feel at a loss for words. The other two boys are also looking at me curiously, wondering about my beloved cousin Alana. Three pairs of different color eyes watching me so intently are uncomfortable. What the hell did they want, her life story?

"She's pretty cool I guess." I tell them. Gokudera gave me a look that told me he thought I was useless; Tsuna looked like I dropped a wait on his back, and Yamamoto just smiled as if he was nice guy. The baby just-

What the fuck.

"Ciaossu Mimi" he greeted. I was torn between my instinct to love anyone five years younger than me, and the fear of watching his creepy eyes. And also the confusion as to what 'Ciaossu' meant.

"Hi," I say.

"Tell me more about your cousin, Dee," He ordered in nice voice. I could still tell it was an order though, one by the world's greatest hitman. This was not going to be a pleasant conversation. I think he wanted to know more than the fact that I love her as my cousin and best friend.