Warning may contain:

Mary Sues (I don't intend for my characters to come across mary sue like, so sorry if they are)

Character Occness (again not intended)

Certain things that I'm not aware of that pisses people off, you know I didn't mean to! xD

If there anything that pisses you off in my story, I give you permission to shoot me.

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Summary: (Extended) To wake up in Japan after being in Britain a day ago is more than confusing. Not just that,after a run in with a baby suddenly everyone speaks English. And it doesn't help that the two best friends now lost in Namimori have no clue they're both there. Cleaners, Weapons, Housewives, the future, the Vongola? Just who brought them here? And why? Oc/Hibari Oc/Gokudera (I suck at summaries ¬_¬)

Two girls far away from home; that's what they were. Like two new-borns. Without any help they were hopeless. Well ok that's a bit of an over exaggeration but to tell you the truth, both of the girls – who were of course best friends- had woken up –in different places- with no idea of where they were and no idea how they had got there. The last thing they knew was they were sitting in their very boring classroom, in their very boring British school, wearing their very smart uniforms that their school believed was compulsory. Carrying out their daily lives as normal, and now…they were here. But just where's here? And why were they here?

Ellie

Her eyes flickered open, a long and groggy yawn then shortly followed. She got to her knees subconsciously, her hands pressed roughly against the cold ground. Now this is most definitely not my bed, she thought to herself, her eyes still glazed over and her awareness not fully kicked in. Her hands groped the floor clumsily again and her brain kicked in. She was on concrete. Her eyes had lost the misty glaze and were now faced with…a normal street. A normal street? Well ok this was definitely strange, she got to her feet steadily –still a bit shaky from her deep sleep- and caught a glimpse of a nearby sign post. She waddled over, her sight becoming fuzzy thanks to her brain still adjusting. After regaining her senses, she squinted at the sign, taking in the strange symbol which she recognised as being Japanese, thanks for her obsession with the country itself. However she couldn't understand it, as much as she was obsessed with the culture and the country due to her general laziness and lack of patience she hadn't bothered to learn the language. Actually that was a lie, she had tried, and she had failed…miserably. She pinched herself recalling the cliché line 'pinch me, I think I'm dreaming'. She had winced; the sharp but quick pain had appeared and left. She could feel pain…so this wasn't a dream. She shook her head and tried again and exactly the same thing had happened. Maybe this sign was just a one off, but then again this street didn't remind her of any of the ones she had seen back home in Britain. The street was small and compacted, the houses were small and the roves were very flat, and they all seemed the same. She tried to think positively though and moved on, believing that the signpost was a one off.

It wasn't a one off…there were more and not just that there were also obvious Asian looking people. Dark hair and light tanned skin. Much different compared to her pale pink skin and her dirty blonde hair. The height was throwing her off as well; everyone was so much…smaller. Normally girls were a very similar height to her but all the women she passed looked about 5ft 2 at most; which made her tower being 5ft 7. God she hoped her bewildered stares didn't seem strange and off putting. Or naturally made people assume she was a freak. She waddled over to a wall to regain strength over the fact she was in….JAPAN!

She was in Japan. Japan. ASIA! THE EAST! A FOREIGN AREA! SOOO FAR AWAY HOME! And she wasn't even dreaming either. Her hands scrunched in her hair, her panicky I'm going to turn into an emotionless psychopath side kicked in, causing her to naturally pick out all the bad things about herself.

"I suck. I'm so clumsy. I'm an idiot. I should just chuck myself down the stairs." And the insults kept rolling, her own self esteem getting eaten away by herself.

"Ciaossu."

"Huh?"

Her fringe fell over her right eye, but she could still make out the baby that was waving over at her from a different wall. She looked behind her-you know just in case he was waving to someone else behind her- but then reminded herself that she was leaning on a wall. Very clever. She pushed her fringe away from her eyes and gestured a small wave with a thin smile towards the infant. However what was playing on her mind now –as her eyes trawled back and forth near the infant- was the fact he had no parents. He was like…1…2…3 at most. She hurried over, dodging person after person. She reached the baby who was dressed up rather strangely. A suit, a fedora hat…I bet this kid ran away from his crazy parents, the girl commented in her head glancing down distastefully at his attire but quickly snapped out of it.

"Urmm…" she leant over a bit so she could look the boy on the wall in the eye.

"Where are you parents…" she paused, there was a high chance of this kid not being able to understand basic words as well actually knowing English. You're in Japan, remember. She leaned back, letting out a small sigh, her right palm rubbing firmly into a temple.

"Why would I think you speak English, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid."

"You don't speak Japanese?" She halted smacking herself in the forehead…that kid had just spoken in perfect English. A Superbaby?

"Eeeh?"

"Wipe that dumb look off your face."

"Sorry." I've just been reprimanded by someone 14 years younger than me, aw man.

"You're not from around here are you?" the baby questioned, crossing his small arms and giving her …what was that…a smirk?

She nodded tentatively, times like this, she wish she wasn't such a bloody push over.

"You're British."

"Yes sir."

"So what are you doing here British girl?"

"I don't know sir." She ran a hand through her hair; I'm calling a baby sir.

"Can't you speak or read Japanese?"

She gritted her teeth a little, a tiny hiss releasing from her lips. Well the answer to that was clearly yes. The baby raised an eyebrow and his smirk widened. There was a long silence and the blonde wondered what was going on, that was until she saw a flash of green and something that oddly like a...

"Is that a gu—HEY!"

BANG!

She fell to the floor with a rather loud smack, not moving a muscle. Luckily enough for Reborn the people in the area had disappeared leaving him and only the girl lying peacefully in the street.

"Language bullet," he said out loud, "Now you'll be able to hear and read everything around you in your native language, but still, what to do with you."

He took a look at the tall blonde teen resting on the floor. He had heard her insulting herself not that long ago, he had also found the stupid gloomy faces she was pulling incredibly amusing. What a herbi—

"Heh." There was only one person he thought that would have a comical reaction when meeting this girl. Time to go annoy a certain prefect.

Liv

Liv was awoken by her shoulders being shaken violently, a loud voice calling out to her.

"Okiru!"

"Gokudera-kun!"

"OKIRU!"

She jerked forward, punching her sleep disturber square in the jaw.

"OW!"

"Gokudera-kun!"

She rubbed her eyes with her right arm, removing sleep but as she removed her arm all she could do was mouth the word 'oops'. A silver haired boy, wait a second…she paused, her mouth opened in a little 'o' shape, her eyes trailing slowly up and down the teen sprawled out in front of her groaning about his jaw. He's…her cheeks started to radiate the colour of a tomato and she continued to stare at him hungrily. He's fucking hot! She jumped straight up, but still kept at her little checking out mission. Siler hair, smouldering emerald eyes, a serious expression, even the way he wore his uniform was sexy. She tried hard not to drool; but then smiled to herself. This is just a dream right, she told herself after declaring that the only possible reason she was in a place she didn't recognise was due to being in a dream. Because come on…when did teenage girls wake up in the middle of nowhere with a sexy ass foreigner squirming on the floor not far from her. LIKE NEVER!

She held out her hand confidently and gave him a cheeky wink causing the male to freeze up in shock, causing his face to also turn the shade of a tomato.

"Ano…daijoubu desuka?" a voice sounded and she turned around to face an adorable Asian boy with the craziest hairstyle she had ever seen. Seriously…was that a starfish?

Shaking her head to pry her mind of the boy's rather daring hairstyle she watched as the boy repeated himself.

"That's Japanese," she whispered under her breath, "I know some Japanese…come on anime, come in handy."

For the duration of 10 seconds Olivia had attempted to translate his sentence, but having the attention span –well as she would say- of a goldfish, she just smiled weakly before letting the word 'Nani' escape her lips.

That's all she really knew at the moment, she knew the word for what, oh and the word for wait, not forgetting why, oh and the word for hello. Ok she knew a few…but definitely not enough.

"Daijoubu desuka?" the starfish haired lad repeated, rubbing the back of his neck nervously as Olivia scrunched her face in concentration.

"BAKA!" this time, before she even had chance to translate the petit boy's sentence, her school tie was seized. Yes she was still wearing her crappy school uniform, most alluring outfit ever…oh hooray for sarcasm. His eyes narrowed at hers and she frowned.

He was handsome, but no one and I repeated no one was allowed to give her that sort of look if they were not expecting one back. Her own piercing glare came into focus triggering the silver haired male's scowl to harden. A deep arch line engraved into his forehead as his eyebrows were being squeezed too close together.

A whimpering voice could be heard in the background but the stare off was still on and Liv was definitely not going to lose.

"Ciaossu."

"REBORN! Takusete!" the starfish mop cried as his fedora wearing hit man tutor strode into the scene, a pistol twirling around his teeny finger.

The baby nodded, smirking at the sight of another 'British girl', he didn't even have to hear this one speak, it was pretty obvious from her looks.

He loaded his green pistol with another language bullet and fired it straight at the girl and just like that she collapsed, her fall causing the silver haired hot head to fall down with her thanks to the fact he had a firm grasp on her tie.

Ellie

Her eyes jerked open, a pained groan releasing from her parted lips. Her shoulders drooped forward and she came face to face with her kneecap.

"My head hurts…" she whined quietly but froze up when she heard the sound of a faint moan, and it certainly didn't belong to her. She got to her feet, examining the floor groggily. She was awful when just awoken, but wasn't everyone?

Everywhere was blurry, and the back of her head was throbbing. Wait a tick…! That baby had shot her! She was awoken properly and began searching for the bullet wound that should have been lodged or open around her forehead. There was nothing. She sighed happily in relief, the baby part must have just been a hallucination but by the look of her surroundings she still naturally assumed she wasn't home. The low groan sounded again and she flinched in surprise. Where was that coming from? And second off why was she in an alleyway? A strange smell filled her nostrils, one that she was absolutely not used to, and to tell you the truth it smelt rancid. She had the urge to run, to take the high road out of the alley, but there were more groans and stupid curiosity decided to take it's toll. She snuck down the alleyway, not noticing the growing darkness of it as she entered. Which was of course stupid and well unlike the girl who would normally try her best to stay in the light because well… the dark was scary.

The groans finally got louder and her eyes widened at the sight. In front of her was a pile of bodies. The ground was splashed with blood…that was the smell! She panicked, letting out a tiny squeak, her jaw dropping. She needed to call an ambulance now! Her fingers traced blindly over her clothes in search for her phone, her brain acknowledging that she was in her school uniform which was just rather peculiar. She reached into the pocket she originally kept stuff stored in and cringed…all she had was an iPod and a couple of pounds. No phone. NO FUDGING MOBILE PHONE! The one time she needed the blasted pink brick of death it wasn't there. She seethed subconsciously and managed to splutter nonsense to the groaning pile of bodies in front of her.

"Do any of you have a mobile phone!" she asked but then froze…these guys were Japanese…why would they be speaking English.

"I-I do…it's in my pocket…are you g-going to call an ambulance?" A member of the groaning pile had just spoken in English, she swelled up in happiness, someone who finally knew her language, shame he was beat up severely.

"You speak English…thank goodness," she sighed and quickly scurried over to the one who had previously spoken to her. He wasn't much older than herself…about 18 or 17 if she had to put an age on him.

"Which pocket is it in?" she questioned urgently, noticing the eyes of the boy begin to roll. She watched as his finger pointed shakily to his back jean pocket. She halted for a second, so to get out his phone meant she would probably have to touch his ass. Just great…

But she did what she thought was right, her hand slipping in and out the pocket in a flash, bringing the mobile phone into her hands.

She quickly stared down at the buttons in shock…this phone was an English phone. She thought – even if he spoke English- being in Japan his phone would you know have the Japanese symbols on instead of well '8' or '6', you get the picture.

"What's the number for an ambulance?" she quickly asked wondering if the emergency number was different here than in England. The swollen young man slurred the number and her hands stumbled nervously over the fingers, the dial tone being heard and someone picked up.

"Hello emergency helpline how may we help?" Wait…the Japanese emergency help line speaks in English? She shook her head to get those thoughts off her brain and tried to resume with her current mission, to help these people.

"I need an ambulance, there's lot of people here badly injured," she stated and she could literally hear the woman nod on other side of the phone.

"Miss where are you?"

"I'm…" WHERE AM I?

"I-I don't know," she whimpered softly.

"Is there any distinguishing features in the area?" the woman asked. Her eyes looked around; all there was this dark alleyway.

"It's an alleyway, I'm sorry that's all I know." I'm so useless.

"Tell t-them it's the alleyway…near the petrol station," the injured boy informed her and let out another pained groan.

"I've just been informed it's an alleyway down near the petrol station," she spoke hurriedly down the phone.

"Downtown petrol station or uptown?"

"Urmm…I don't know."

"Downtown," the groaning pile murmured.

"DOWNTOWN!" she shouted down the phone urgently.

"Ok Miss we'll be right there, but Miss another question."

"…yes?"

"You sound very young, are you still in school or…?"

"I'm 15."

"What are you doing down there?" the woman said, her voice filled with concern.

"I don't know."

"Ok, I think you should get home as soon as possible…it's late and it's dangerous around there, so please go home."

"But I don't know where I…HELLO? HELLO?"The woman had hung up, just typical.

She turned to face the groaning pile, her eyes shutting slowly. The violence that must have gone into this would have been horrific; she could imagine it and it made her feel sick to her stomach.

She paced back over towards the owner of the phone and slid it in his jacket pocket.

"The ambulance will be here soon, don't worry," she tried to sound soothing, giving him a light pat on the shoulder.

"Thanks…you're a lifesaver," the man whispered breathy.

"No problem, who did this to you?" she went on to ask, her hands gesturing to the pile of bodies as a whole.

"I did."

Her back grew ridged, who had just said that? It had come from behind and immediately even though her mind didn't want to her body swung round to be greeted with a sight of a teenage boy, he was in fact the same age, maybe a bit older. Either away he looked like he belonged to a class that harbored 15 or 16 year olds.

"W-What?"

"You asked, so I told you, I did it."

Her eyes glided over towards him more, a light seemed to be shining onto him, she didn't know where from though, this alleyway was rather dark. The boy stepped closer to her, and she didn't move. His appearance came clearer as he became masked in moonlight and she swallowed. He was…beautiful. She shook her head frantically trying to –again- rid the inappropriate thoughts. There was a time for ogling, and that time wasn't now.

"Haven't you ever heard that curiosity killed the cat, Herbivore?" he announced, his hands pulling out two long silver sticks that reminded her a lot like police batons, each one of them soaked in blood. It hadn't even dawned on her that he was also speaking in English as well.

"H-Huh?"

"Get out of here now," she heard the injured man, she had helped early, utter. She turned her head over her shoulder, she wanted to run but to leave injured people with their attacker just wasn't right.

"No, I'm not leaving you guys to get anymore injured," she stated, quite surprised by her sudden bravery.

"You're not leaving them, wait don't tell me you called an ambulance without my permission."

"What are you on about?" her mouth spluttered in shock over his obvious radiating confidence.

"Silence Herbivore."

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"Leave now, the ambulance will be here soon, if you don't want to get questioned by the authorities over a charge of assault I would run," she hissed at him, her fists clenching.

"Questioned by the authorities…?"

"You heard me!"

"Hn. You really are an Herbivore."

What did he mean by Herbivore? Ellie kept her ground, she didn't even know the following people behind her but she did have a conscience, and her conscience was telling her that she was the only one who could help them against the silver baton wielding teen. And even though he had a weapon, two to be exact, it wasn't all that bad…I mean they were the same height and everything. How she thought that helped didn't even make sense to her.

"Please leave now, the authorities will be here, that's unless you want to get taken away," she said, a small smirk trying to conjure up on her lips to rival the one she was being given at this very moment.

"I'm sick of your rambling herbivore, I'll bite you to death." He was moving in closer, and the man she had helped in the pile was coughing and spluttering the words 'Run' but she couldn't. As much as she had wanted to. She didn't feel that scared. I mean maybe if he was an adult it would be a different story, but this was a boy. He was drawing nearer, but she still didn't move. She just closed her eyes and waited, like a stupid idiot. But then she was saved, the sound of sirens grew nearer and the boy lowered his batons and stood next to her respectively.

Her jaw literally dropped when the boy just stood without a care in the world. Did this kid want to be in jail? The ambulance lights pulled to a stop and paramedics ran down the alleyway.

"Hibari-san! Hello," paramedic after paramedic greeted towards the boy who was obviously holding the assaulting weapon in his hands. Why weren't they arresting him? Wait they worked for the hospital…but still!

"Evening."

"Ah Hibari-san," a policeman made his way over, giving the boy a friendly smile which only could make Ellie gape, "What did the scum do this time?"

Scum, that's a bit harsh, Ellie told herself obviously assuming she had meant the pile of men behind her, the ones she had helped.

"The usual."

"I see. But I was surprised…who called the ambulances for these guys?" the policeman asked Hibari, Ellie had taken this as the policeman hadn't noticed her. And why was he surprised? Naturally when you see someone badly beaten you call an ambulance. You corrupt police officer!

"This herbivore did." And with that she was pushed out of nowhere stumbling in front of the police officer who squinted at her like she was an alien.

"What's a girl doing down here?" he questioned, Ellie's thoughts being exactly the same. I want to know what I'm doing here too. Oh and now thinking back to it…why are you all speaking English now…why is everything English?

Her eyes fell to the ground as she felt the man burn holes into her back.

"Possibly a girlfriend of one of them."

"Eh?"

"Silence Herbivore."

"But I don't even know those people."

"Then perhaps you're a prostitute."

WHAT IN MY SCHOOL UNIFORM! Her jaw officially had fallen off its hinges and her mouth was open so wide that even the scream would envy her.

"What?"

"Well this is the red light district area of town," the policeman announced.

"WHAT?"

"So it wouldn't be surprising if you we—

"I'M NOT! I JUST WOKE UP AND I WAS HERE, BELIEVE ME! I'M NOT A—

She was silenced by a wack to the top of her head, causing her to lurch forward and paint the others ears with her colorful vocabulary.

"You're giving me an earache Herbivore."

"Young Miss, that's a school uniform but it's not recognizable at all…and your foreign…are you tourist?" the policeman enquired, watching as the girl's eyes were watering as she tended to the bump that was now growing on the tip top of her forehead.

"Sir this is going to sound weird but I'm not a tourist and—

"Hibari-san maybe you should take this girl home, I know it's a bother but tonight we are pretty busy and we have no one to take her to the station."

"That's fine." Ellie's head twisted round to see that the boy was scowling but agreeing with the policeman. There was no way in hell she was going to have this boy take her anywhere. And hey wasn't it a policeman's job to help people in trouble.

She recoiled as she was jerked forward by her tie, causing her to choke as it tightened round her neck.

"Come on Herbivore."

She wasn't quite sure how it was happening but she was getting pulled through street after street by some random weapon wielding stranger. Through streets she had never seen before in her life, and she would have tried to take more in if the teen in front would cease choking her. She pulled back causing the man to halt.

"Please let go." He didn't let go.

"Where is your home Herbivore?"

"In Britain," she replied back sheepishly, well how else could she have answered? The boy's scowl thickened at her answer, ok probably not the best answer.

"So you don't live in Namimori?" that was his next question and to both of them the answer, the fact the girl had ended up in the red light district was definite proof that she was new to the area.

"No."

"Tourist?"

"No."

"What do you mean 'no' herbivore?" the teen frowned his grip on her tie tightening.

"Well…I didn't plan on coming here."

"?"

"Well I was about to say earlier –before that policeman cut me off- I just woke up here, well first I woke up in a brightly lit street, talked to this kid and then there was a gun and suddenly everyone and everything became my langua—

THWAP!

"Ow you didn't have to hit me," the girl cried, rubbing at another bump as it surfaced.

"Your stories do not interest me, and seeing as we are in a safe area, I shall let you find your own way home."

"But I told you I don't live here."

"I don't believe you herbivore."

"Whhhhyyyy?" she whined loudly only to get smacked on the head again. She didn't even get an explanation along with the whack on the head though, she just got the view of the beautiful but evil –yes she had decided was evil- boy walking away in the distant, leaving her on her lonesome.

The dark was growing and she hadn't moved from her spot for a remainder of 10 minutes. Why? Because 1: she had no idea where to go, 2: she was scared of the dark and there was a street lamp here, and 3: again she didn't know this place at all.

It had got even darker now, and there was absolutely no one around. They were probably being all cozy in their homes, and right now she envied that so much. Normally around this time she would be doing the same.

Her legs were getting tired from standing so she took a seat on the floor, her back leaning against the not so cushiony –but it would have to do- lamppost. She shut her eyes…this is going to be the first time I ever sleep rough. Her hands rummaged inside her school blazer pocket to take out her IPod that she always kept on her. She clumsily placed a headphone in each ear and then fidgeted until she guaranteed she was comfortable. Which of course was never, seeing as she was using a lamppost for a cushion. She opened her eyes when she felt her tummy growl loudly, its obvious words being 'feed me!'.

"Sorry stomach, I have no food."

The music from her iPod still blared loudly, so she couldn't hear a thing. She had also shut her eyes for sleep now thinking she was officially sleeping rough. Therefore she couldn't help but let out a pathetic squeak and have her body recoil when a cold hand touched her shoulder,

"Herbivore."

Liv

"So for now I can stay here?"

"Yes."

"Sweet."

Olivia sat comfortably on a sofa. In front of her were three different people. Nana Sawada, a woman who just screamed perfect housewife. Tsunayoshi Sawada, a boy who looked like he was going to die from nerves any minute but seemed rather friendly. And finally Reborn, a baby, whose outfit was the strangest thing she had ever seen a baby wear…ever.

She had awoken earlier, a bit alarmed but then her mind had clearly recalled the previous events of accidently punching a looker, having a stare off with him and then getting shot, and the fact her head throbbed meant it could only mean one thing. It really wasn't a dream. Now normally you would assume that under these situations you would panic, however Olivia wasn't panicking. She was actually moderately calm, in fact more than anything she was wriggling with excitement. She was far from home, her family couldn't annoy her, and she had already seen an attractive male. This wasn't just a potential adventure; this was a potential EPIC ADVENTURE!

Plus on top of that she had a place to stay.

"There's something we need to tell you before you stay here," Tsunayoshi said and then turned his head towards his airheaded mother with a smile.

"Kaa-san Olivia's thirsty."

"Ah, sorry, I'll go make you some tea." Once Nana had disappeared into the kitchen, Tsuna shifted to the edge of his seat so he could lean closer.

"I'm the boss of a mafia family."

"REALLY?" her eyes almost shone in glee.

"Reborn…her reaction is strange."

"Shut up Dame-Tsuna."

"So living here you will meet dangerous people, who harbor weapons and—

"WEAPONS!" her expression read a little kid in a sweet shop, and on seeing this expression Tsuna's sweat literally dropped.

Could she possibly be connected to the mafia too, or a mafia wannabe.

"Can I join your mafia family!" she almost squealed, this letting Tsuna determine his prior thoughts. This girl was definitely a mafia fanatic.

"Urmm…it's not as simple as tha—

"Sure."

"Reborn!"

"What Dame-Tsuna? We need more additions to the family and she already passed one bravery test that normal people can't pass."

"And what's that?" Tsuna asked, his arms crossed, his eyebrow raised. He didn't like the fact Reborn would just let poor innocent people in the family. They could get hurt.

"She won a stare off with Gokudera, and we all know how imitating his glare is to normal people, and also look at her," Tsuna's eyes flickered over to the girl who was squirming in anticipation, her eyes sparkling like a manga book character, her body fidgeting continuously, "She looks like she's interested in joining the mafia, no questions about it."

Tsuna grumbled a little, but then nodded his head. He wasn't pleased with the whole idea, but what other choice did he have, if he said no to the girl well then who knows what could have happened? She looked like an eager tiger and her prey was the answer to her participation in his family.

"Fine…you can join."

The girl jumped to her feet and punched the air. Then she retook her seat, crossed one leg over the other and smiled…wickedly? The girl's smile resembled a fairy tale ice maiden. One minute she seemed to be just normal and next she just seemed to be so much like…mafia material.

"So about weapons…."

"Did you really think it was a good idea, dumping two ordinary girls in to the lives of the Vongola family?"

"I've seen the future, there already part of it."

"I know that!"

"Then what's your problem?"

"It's just…we only saw so far."

A/N: First off, sorry if you hate my characters and there interactions. I do hope to god they weren't too Mary sue, if they were definitely not intended. Second off sorry if there's mistakes, I have spelt checked this but I'm crappy so I bet there will be some. Third off, sorry if the writing style sucks as well as the story. But then again the story can't have progressed so far because well…it's the first chapter. However I hope it caught your attention.

I hope the romaji in the story made sense or that would be kind of sucky. But please review, I like reviews they make me smile. And I'm off to chop my head off being so neurotic. Yes…. xD

The romaji I added even though you probably understand it-

Daijoubu desuka- Are you ok

Baka- (you don't have to be smart to know this ¬_¬)- Idiot

Tasukete- Help

Yerr…I'll try and update as soon as possible and I hoped you've enjoyed the first chapter.