Title: Whose Flame?

Author: VirguleAddict

Couple: YouXALLVongolaGuardians!

Summary; You are suddenly changed into a baby and have to met all the Nobles of the Vongola kingdom to see who is your father. Why? Because you have a flame, and only the nobles have one. (AU, YouXALLVongolaGuardians)

Attribution; KHR is owned by Akira Amano and the girl is obviously YOU, so I can't own you… except if you give yourself to me Muhuhuhuhuhu *GETSHOT* A-anyway, I own only the story and the world created for this AU *try to heal her wound by herself, using the multiple flames she has thanks to her storm attribute*

Thanks to *XxXKanbeki* for the proofreading and corrections!

Beki: First of all I should point out something. Virgule originally says landlords but with the idea of this story I changed it to nobles. When I see landlord I cant help but think of the guy who comes to collect my rent every month -_-; plus it sounds better. You'll understand once you read.

[EDIT] I proofed it again =)

･ﾟ0o.｡.:Eh? Me, back to being a baby?:.｡.o0ﾟ･

Me? A liar? Not really. Because all of my lies end up being real after sometime. So it's not a lie, but a divination of the future. Or rather, I have the impression that future is based on what I say... that, or it`s just that I'm such a freakin' genius that I'm able to guess what will happen unconsciously. (this happen to the author a lot)

But I would never have thought... One of my biggest lies was going to be real...

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"[Name]-chan, can't you eat with your forks and knifes?" One of your family members complained one day, when you were eating a chicken leg with your bare hands.

You just shrugged.

"That's because I'm still a baby."

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"Ahahaha!"

"[Name]-chan! Stop laughing! It wasn't that funny!" But you couldn't help it as one of your friends was soaking wet. She did a magnificent fall full of impressive figures while rolling down the hill, before finally landing in the river 5 meters away from the path you both were walking on. "Geez," she complained, rolling the fabric of her skirt to get some water out of it "such immaturity".

"That's 'cause I'm still a baby." You joked around.

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Sigh.

You were sitting on a bench placed against the wall outside your house. Tonight the stars were beautiful... but it didn't help you improve your mood.

You sighed again.

Tears started coming again.

"Still angry?"

You turned your [color] eyes to your mum who just got out of the house. You quickly wiped your tears as you made an effort to do a pouting face.

Your mother just smiled sadly and came sit next to you.

"He didn't mean to."

"I don't care. I didn't like it."

She frowned.

"You should grow up."

"But I'm still a baby."

Suddenly your mother smiled, amused and hugged you, who just grimaced.

"Oh my lil' baby x3! »

You shrugged.

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'Baby' was the term you used to explain to yourself you were still an immature kid. Less beautifully; a snotty-nosed brat.

This night, still in a bad mood, you fell into unconsciousness, entering the dream-world to visit one of your favourite stories: Alice in Wonderland. Your favourite part of the story? The fascinating worlds you could discover when you were reduced in size. Slumber was adventurous when you visited your own house at the height of a mouse.

So what was your surprise as you woke up the next morning? Your bed had suddenly doubled in size. But you were still sleepy. After a moment, when you were fully awake, you'll return to complete reality.

The bangs on the door that woke you were now knocking stronger. If there was a rule in this home, it was: never enter the daughter`s room without permission. And it has been ages since even your mom came here.

You tried to tell them to shut it but all that left your throat was a babbling noise.

Um...what?

Angered, your mother entered, finding you on your bed. But instead of yelling at you, she paled. Considerably.

"D-dear! Dear!"

Obliviously she was calling for your dad. But why? Did something awful happen to you while you were sleeping? As you began to stress, tears formed in your [color] eyes. But why were you crying?

Your father rushed to your room and paled when he saw you.

"Oh my god."

What? What was happening? Why weren't you able to speak? Why weren't you even able to move?

"Honey, why is there a baby in our daughter's bed?"

… A WHAT?

Seriousness covered your dad's face, he headed toward you until he was at the side of your bed, then his now big and strong hands went under your shoulders and easily pulled you up in the air, landing you in his arm.

Oh, so you really did shrink...

"[Your mom's name], ... Do you remember the argument we had the other day?"

"The one about how I should blow my nose in leaves instead of hankies to save on money?"

Your father sighed, losing his patience.

"No, not that one. The one about [name] being weird."

Realization hit your mom as she made a goofy face you would have laughed at if the main subject of this conversation wasn't you.

"You mean, about why she goes out late at night and comes back at dawn? And why she never wants us to go inside her room?"

Whaaaat ? Hey, I can explain! And you two know I just go around to the neighbourhood to chat with my friends! You even let me sleep at their houses!

Your father frowned at you, while you stared back with [color] bubbly baby eyes.

"So that was what she tried to hide from us."

WHAT?! Urrgh! Even if I was mad, I wouldn't fetch a baby and play doll's tea party with 'it'. Babies are disgusting anyway. But then again, all that left your throat was a weird noise.

Your mother looked confusedly at you, then after a moment she was shocked.

"This baby looks so much like her... Oh no, you don't mean…! "

Your father nodded. "Yeah, I'm afraid it is... Still, I'm impressed she succeeded in hiding her pregnancy."

WHAAAaaaaat?! Come again? So now you were your own mommy? You rolled your eyes. What trust your parents had in you. Of course you weren't pregnant, you were still a virgin to begin with!

Your mother gasped.

"She even has the same expressions and gestures!"

Oh man. How lame.

"Seem like we are grandparents now," but your father wasn't all that happy.

"I wonder who the father is." Asked your mother, a curious glance thrown at your father.

At that instant, a dark killing aura surrounded him. "I'm gonna kill that fuckin' brat if I get my hand on him."

Waoo. O.O Your father used the F word!

Your mother paled, "Oh, please, don't!"

Okay... recapitulation. You were changed into a baby, not just shrunken. You couldn't talk, nor could you move by yourself. Worse? Your parents thought you were a slut or something of the sort, and to add insult to injury, they thought you ran away from home, leaving a poor little child—who` s really you—behind.

Tears began to fill your eyes. That hurts. Really much. Really, really much.

"HUuuu.. huuu... huuuuuuuuu... O-"

Your sudden cry took your parents aback. They began to yell at each other even more as they tried to shut you up. That made things even worse.

Suddenly, as you used all of your energy crying and yelling, a firing bolt of energy birthed in your hand. Scared, your father was about to let you fell to the ground, but your mother was fast enough to catch you before you hit the wooded floor.

They wondered what happened before they panicked and were about to run to the kitchen to get some water, but as she touched the fire at the end of your fingers, your mother was dumbfounded.

"It doesn't burn..."

Your father, curious, came back to have a look at you. He passed his hands through the flames while your mother rocked you to calm your cries. He then stopped.

"Oh no..." It was your father's turn to pale, "don't tell me [name] was seeing a Noble."

Your mother was mesmerized by the flame, her nose centimetres away from it.

"I can't believe our daughter had a relationships with a Noble." She then took her head back."But what will we do about the child?"

Your father breathed deeply, then spoke in a solemn and would-be-calm tone that ended up reaching an octave too high.

"Let's go see the Land Lord."

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Time for some explanation.

In these day and age, the continent was divided into multiples kingdoms. 3 of them to be exact ; the Mare, the Giglio Nero and the Vongola. You were currently residing in the Vongola Kingdom. And those countries were divided into different parts based on the geography and weathers; Sky, Storm, Rain, Cloud, Mist, Sun and Thunder. Your house was in the east of the domain of the Cloud, ruled by Sir Alaude and his son Hibari.

Each Lord, such as Alaude & Hibari, was able to use a special form of magic, called 'Flames'. The other Lords, of the Vongola Rain, Mist, Sun, etc. , were also able to use a flame, but of another sort and each with unique attributes. All of them were under the orders of the Sky Majesties; the great King Giotto and Prince Tsunayoshi.

The fact is that a mere peasant like you, being able to use a flame, was uncommon.

The only explanation possible?

You were the child of a blessed Lord.

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This is only the prologue. This story isn't meant to be serious, and my humour is really weird, I know it.

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Next and fist chapter of this story will be with the Cloud family!

This story will be updated on a one chapter every 3 months basis. I plan on maybe doing 2 part of this story if it is well liked (2nd part maybe with the Shimon Family)

Stay tuned! 8'3

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My tablet hates me and this b*tch broke. Oh, great, worse than having my Baccalaureate reeaaally soon, I'll have to do what I can to complete my lateness in Pixel art… *sigh* Worse is that I'm going to live in Australia, and it's really stressful to prepare yourself to live in a NEW continent, with a NEW language, a NEW culture, and having to do a NEW life from NOTHING to begin with.. *sigh* I don't even know anyone from Perth Q^Q I'll be all aloneeeeeeeeee~

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Oh PLEASE, reviews are FREE, so please comment y^y even a little "not bad" or critiques are okayyyy~~~