A/N: Sorry I haven't been uploading my other story. I had just gotten back from camp, and I was already in the middle of writing this one. I'll be trying to update this story and Summer's Hope at least twice a week. This story is going to be much different than Summer's Hope, but it will have some triggers; such as losing a love one, blood, getting stabbed, and a death experience in general.
Side Note: My OC, Ama-chan, is pretty much based on my personality and my relationship with my friends and family. I've been bullied and I did lose someone that was very close to me, so that experience and emotion was very similar to how I reacted in those situations.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my OCs, my ideas for them, and any scenes that weren't/aren't in the Manga and Anime.
Prologue
I never realized how painful it was to die. Then again, I usually dreamed that I would die peacefully in my sleep and reunite with my grandparents and my closest friend in Heaven.
Looking back on it, that was pretty naïve thinking. I should've known that life wasn't that simple. No. It was more complex than that if you think about it. You are born into the world with a purpose, but you must go through such harsh and horrible situations to even reach the halfway point of that purpose; or at least trying to figure out what your purpose was.
I never found my purpose, but it seemed like I was getting so close to figuring it out, when it happened.
It was late in the night, on Wednesday, I believe. My friend and I were at our Church Camp for the week. We were going to leave on Friday morning or afternoon. The camp was surrounded by a bunch of trees as it was hidden in the mountains. My friend and I were just heading back to our cabin from Late Night Rec, and we were kind of worried about our friend who had left earlier. She claimed that she was tired and wanted to go to bed, which was perfectly understandable as we would usually stay up until 2AM in the morning decorating our cabin for the judges.
Other kids were outside, some were in the pool as it was still pretty warm out, and others were at the campfire site or the rather large playground. We were walking on the dirt path, our cabin was the furthest away from everything, so we walked farther than everyone else heading to their cabins. It was rather peaceful, the crickets being the noise between us. "I'm glad you and Lilliana came." My friend started. "Haha! I'm glad I came too, and I'm sure Lilliana feels the same." I stated with a small smile. "I'm glad she's eating though." I sighed in agreement. "Yeah. I feel bad for mothering her so much, but she really worries me when she does stuff like that." My friend nodded in response. "You shouldn't feel bad! She has to know that not eating for two days is bad for her health!" She all but exclaimed loudly.
"I just hope that she still eats daily, even after leaving camp." I voiced my thoughts. "She better! Or else I'm going to go all ape on her!" She raised her hands for emphasis. A chuckled escaped my lips. "Let's hope that doesn't happen." I joked.
We were climbing up the stairs when we heard a bloodcurdling scream. My body instantly shot forward, rushing up the stairs and opening the cracked door all the way. "What's wrong?! What's happening?!" I shouted, rushing down the hallway. My eyes widening slightly when I saw our door open with the light on. "Lillian! Lillian are you okay?!" My shouting, along with the scream, made all the other girls come out of their rooms to see what was happening.
Opening the door, my body ran cold as I saw my dear friend curled up in the corner of her bed. "Lillian! Hey Lillian!" I rushed over and gently wrapped my arms around her shaking body. "Hey. It's okay. Shh. It's alright." I said softly, running my hand through her hair. She had begun wheezing, which made me worry. "Melanie go get the nurse." I ordered in a steady but urgent tone. She nodded and rushed towards the cabin before ours. "Alright everyone, it's okay. Go back to your rooms, alright." I reassured the girls that were huddling around. "You sure she's going to be okay?" One of the girls asked. I looked over at her, "Yeah. Thank you for your concern." With a gentle smile to calm their worries, they slowly began to disperse.
Lillian's whimpering brought me back to softly whispering to her, trying to calm her down. "It's all okay, okay? Just take nice deep breaths. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale." I instructed.
Every inhale for five seconds and every exhale for seven. We maintained eye-contact, her gray-blue eyes meeting my brown eyes, which were hidden behind square-framed glasses.
"You okay?" I gently asked, only getting a small nod in return. "Good. Melanie is getting the nurse for your medication, alright." I informed her, still talking in a soothing tone. "Can I ask what happened?" I gently coaxed her body to come out of her corner and onto the edge of the bed. "I-I don't know….." She rasped. I tightly gripped her hands in comfort when she started shaking again. "Hey! Hey, it's okay. Nothing's going to happen, okay?" I reassured.
She just looked at me, like she saw or knew something that I didn't. "Lillian….." She seemed to go into a daze. Her eyes glassing over. "Hey! Lillian!" I gently shook her body in worry and panic.
Unfortunately, because of my actions, it set everything into motion.
It happened so fast, the only thing I could see was a glimpse of a psychotic smile before feeling an unimaginable amount of pain in my abdomen. I was in a state of shock, staring widely at the unfamiliar expression on my friend's face. They leaned into my ear and spoke in a man's voice, "Time to go back, my little lamb." They shoved the sharp object deeper, making a large amount of blood come up my throat and onto the floor.
The next thing I saw was the ceiling. The screams echoing in my ears seemed a bit drown out. A numbing feeling spread through my body as I started to see black spots. "-OEL…No….el…NOEL!" The face of my two friends appeared in my blurry vision. "I-I-I d-don't know w-what….h-happened…." Lillian began. "D-Don't….s-swea...t…..it." It was hard to talk. "I-I….kn~ow…t-that….it was…..wasn't…..you." More black spots began to form, blocking out Lillian's face. I could faintly feel a pressure on my hands, and used what little strength I had to grip their hands. Soon, my grip weakened, and I knew that my time had come. By now, I couldn't see anything, so with that, I gave the largest smile I could possibly give in this situation as a goodbye.
When I came too, I didn't know what to expect. Though, six undeniably attractive guys in a void of white was defiantly a big surprise. I could only kneel in shock as I stared at them. What was going on? Wasn't there supposed to be large golden gates that would warmly welcome you to Heaven?
A soft chuckle brought me out of my thoughts. Blinking, I saw one of them had walked towards me and kneel down to my height. I could feel my breath hitch as I stared into his vaguely familiar orange shaded eyes. His blond spiky hair seemed to glow as a burning fire was lit on top of it, on his forehead. "I'm sorry." His voice was gentle, but held a firm tone. "E-Eh?" I was confused. Why was he sorry? Why am I here? Where is here anyway?
A hand was on my head, gently running through it. My body instantly calmed, remembering on how my mom always used to do this.
Mom. I died…..I'm leaving my mom and my family.
My vision blurred from my tears. I can't imagine how she would feel, when someone told her that her only daughter was killed by one of her closest friends at camp. Sobs escaped my mouth at the image of her sorrowed expression. "Shh. It's okay." Strong arms brought me into their embrace. My sobs became louder, and eventually, I was full out crying.
I buried my face into his shoulder, trying to muffle my loud wails. Why? Why?
Why did this happen? How could this happen?
I could feel the man's arms tighten around my shaking body. "I'm sorry." He would whisper into my ear constantly. Soon, my sobs stop, leaving me emotionally exhausted. By now, the other five men were surrounding us. "You feeling a little better, Hime-chan?" One of the men asked. He was wearing something that they would wear in Japan with a large hat on. From what I could tell, he had black hair and dark eyes. I couldn't exactly make out the color of them. Though, something seemed odd about them…..they looked pretty cartoony….as though they were an anime character.
Maybe that would explain why they seemed familiar? Everything is so confusing. I'm in enough emotional distress, I don't want to even think about seeing anime characters coming to life.
"As good as one could get in this situation." I answered the man's question. I realized that I was still in the man's arms, and for some reason, I really didn't want to leave them. I felt safe and peaceful, as if I didn't just die by one of my friends who seemed to be possessed.
The man just sighed, then smiled. "Tch. Why would you ask someone that?" An angry yet calm, if that made any sense, voice snorted. Blinking, I turned my neck only for a loud crack to come from it. A painful whine came from me, which made the man's arms tighten, but I stared at the red haired man with a large tattoo on his face who had spoken.
The man just stared at me with his mouth slightly slacked. Another voice chuckled, "Tough kid." Sighing, I glanced over at a man wearing a priest outfit. He had wild black hair and brown eyes with a small Band-Aid going across his nose.
Sighing, I turned back around and laid my head onto the man's shoulder, feeling relaxed. "I'm sorry….for this to happen to you." I glanced at the man with a questioning stare. "You've said that a lot….I don't see why you should be sorry." I explained. "You died….by your friend, correct?" He asked. "Well….if you want to go physically then yeah, but….I don't think that, that was really her." I thought of the way how they smiled, and the man's voice whispering into my ear.
It was silent, however, I felt the need to continue. "I know Lillian wouldn't do that me, and even if she did, she wouldn't have been smiling like she did. Not to mention….she spoke in a man's voice." I explained the scene. The man stiffened. "A man's voice?" The priest asked. I nodded. "Yeah. After he had stabbed me, he whispered something in my ear. It was…." I trailed off, remembering my death.
There was a tense silence. "Do you know what he said?" The red haired man asked. "What he said….."
'It's time to go back, my little lamb.' That's right. "I see."
Everyone grew quiet. "Do you know who possessed my friend?" The men glanced away, as though they were ashamed.
"Yeah. We know the person who possessed your friend, Lillian, correct?" I stared, but then nodded. "He….is part of our Family." The man began to explain. "Family….you're related to him?!" I tensed. If they were related, does that mean that they shared the same tendencies? No…that wouldn't make sense. The feeling I got from the man, was different compared to the one I felt when I got stabbed.
"No! We're not exactly related to him." The man soothed, running his hand through my hair again. "Then why…." He stared at me with his piercing orange eyes. "You'll find the answers soon enough, but now you have to go back."
"Go back…..but I died, didn't I?" I asked, only getting a small smile in return. "No. It's time to go back to your original world, our world, and be reborn into your true self once again." Original world? True self? Once again? This honestly made no…Eh?
W-Why do I feel so tired all of a sudden? "Don't worry, piccola principessa. You won't be alone." His voice started to fade, as well as my vision. My body fell lax onto the man, and my eyes closed.
"Giotto?" The red haired man asked the man who was still kneeling on the ground, even after the girl's soul disappeared to be reborn. "She was right here…G. Right in my arms." The man, Giotto stated with his bangs covering his eyes. G sighed, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "We know…" He said gently to his friend. "Don't worry, Giotto." The rest of the male's gathered around their boss. "We'll be watching over her, once she's born of course." The Japanese-origin man stated with a smile.
Giotto smiled, standing up and looking at his Family members. "Thank you, everyone." Everyone except a platinum blond man smiled or smirked in response.
What is this weird feeling? It felt like I was being squeezed, and I could feel a little pain from my crown. Screaming faintly reached my ears, as a bright light shined through my eyelids. Suddenly, the pain and the squeezing feeling disappeared. Opening my eyes took a lot of work, but when I did, everything was blurry. What's going on? Was this was that man said?
"
It's time to go back to your original world, our world, and be reborn into your true self once again." Once again? Did that mean I was reborn previously? Or did I live here before? But….that's impossible right?
Apparently I was wrong, it isn't impossible, as I was now staring into the purple eyes of woman who supposedly gave birth to me and, by the sound of another loud cry, my older sibling. Why am I always the youngest? Oh well.
"Oh, she's beautiful, Tsuyoshi." The woman exclaimed with a gentle smile and teary eyes. "Ah! Both of them are pretty wonderful!" A man, I couldn't really see him clearly, shouted in glee. I'm pretty sure that this man was the husband and father.
Though….I don't know if I'm able to call him that. I loved my dad in my other world, even if he messed up quite a bit, I still loved him. Same with my mom. She and everyone else were in my old world. They were my support….I began to wail at the non-stopping thoughts.
"Oh! Shh! Shh. Its okay, Ama-chan!" The woman cooed. However, as if feeling my discomfort, my sibling decided to make their presence known as they whined and sniffled. "Look! Takeshi want's to comfort his little sister!" Blinking, the woman adjusted and raised me up to face my older sibling. We locked eyes, and that gave my sibling reason to smile and babble; reaching out his short chubby hands in my direction.
"It seems little Takeshi calmed her down, huh, Makoto?" The man laughed. Wait! Takeshi…..that name sounds really familiar….huh? Why am I sleepy all of a sudden? A yawn forced its way and my eyes closed. Huh? Maybe a nap is for the best.
Needless to say, I was pretty confused when I woke up. Nothing looked familiar, until I remembered that I was reborn….AH! DOES THIS MEAN I HAVE TO GO THROUGH LIFE ALL OVER AGAIN? NOOO! I DON'T WANT TO BLEED FROM A PLACE WHERE A HUMAN SHOULDN'T BE ABLE TO AGAIN!
Well….I guess it could be worse, I could've been born as a boy…..oh thank goodness I wasn't reborn as a boy. I wouldn't know what to do when that time would come along.
It was pretty weird being a baby, well, now that I actually know what's happening. It was also pretty boring as well. I basically slept, cried, eat, burp, make a mess in my diaper, and then repeat. The only interesting thing was watching Takeshi in his crib that was right across from mine on the other side of the room. His crib was a dark blue color with soft sky blue blankets with a dog and a bird pattern on them.
My crib was painted a deep orange, reminding me of that man's eyes. The blankets were a light purple/blue mixture with a lioness that looked like Raiya (from Kimba the White Lion), a fawn, and a baby nine-tails, like the one in Pokémon games, on it. There was too many references from shows that had originated in Japan, not to mention the names as well, so I believe that I'm somewhere in Japan.
Another thing that kind of creeping me out was how cartoon or anime like everything is. Especially the eyes….THEY WERE HUGE AND NOT REALISTC AT ALL!
I tried to wiggle in my crib, only to move just a little bit. Curse this tiny and useless body!
"Oh! Ama-chan! Take-kun! Time to play!" Makoto came in. Her black hair was nicely put into an elegant braid that ended at her lower back and her purple eyes shimmering.
Tsuyoshi came in behind her with a large grin. Inwardly sighing, I let myself be picked up by the man and set in the play-pin with Takeshi beside me. There was multiple toys and stuffed animals in the play-pin, and while Takeshi crawled to the toys, I slowly made my way to the baby-sized, stuffed, yellow bird. "HAHA! How adorable!" Makoto squealed, while Tsuyoshi was grinning largely. Glancing over at Takeshi, I saw that he looked pretty sad at the lack of attention; so I crawled over to him, with the bird in hand, and promptly smothered him in a hug.
I squealed in happiness when Takeshi practically laid on top of me, moving the bird, and smiled happily in the embrace. "AH! HOW ADORABLE!" Makoto's shriek rang out. I could hear the sound of a camera snapping. Oh great, I wonder how many photo albums would be filled with pictures of our sibling moments.
It was finally the time I've been waiting for! It's been a year and a half since our birth (and my death) and now we're finally learning how to walk! FINALLY! Being cooped up in the crib while only wiggling was driving me crazy.
I of course, let Takeshi have the spotlight on being able to stand and walk first. Makoto and Tsuyoshi were practically gushing and praising him in process. I couldn't help but smile at the happy expression that was painted on his face. Though, as I looked at the scene, I couldn't help but think of my family in the other world; since I knew for fact I wasn't in the same one. How were they doing? Did they move on? Are they still grieving over my death?
I hope they weren't. Grieving that is, I didn't want them to grieve, but I couldn't do anything about it; even if I wanted to.
My eyes stung as my vision blurred with tears. Don't even get me started with my friends….my friends…..Melanie and Lillian. Oh, how I hope Lillian didn't blame herself for my death. Seeing their frightful faces when I was about to die, broke my control as I began sobbing.
"Oh! Baby! Shh. Please don't cry." Makoto had brought me into her arms, but it didn't help at all. Even if she was my mother, I would always consider my mom in the other world my real mom. I couldn't help but think that. My mom in the other world stuck with me throughout my seventeen years of life. Witnessing how I grew to become who I was, and helped me get through the hard times and scolding me when I made the wrong decisions.
My crying became worse, and apparently made everyone else panic. "Oh no! Why won't she stop crying? I did everything it said in the book!" Makoto said frantically. Tsuyoshi was trying to calm me down by making funny faces that just weren't funny at all.
So there I was, sitting on the ground, crying my eyes out. I just couldn't stop, and I don't know why. Maybe it's just been pent up for so long, that it just finally snapped.
"Shh. Don't cry, my piccola principessa." A familiar voice rang through my head. Eh? Opening my eyes, I saw the blurry image of that blond haired man. He had a gently smile on, and his eyes were soft. Calming down a bit, I stared at him confused on why he was here and how nobody else saw him.
He chuckled and brought a hand to my head, gently running through my hair. The action seemed to calm down my sadness, and replace them with a sense of warmth and comfort.
"AHAHA! Look, she's finally smiling!" The warmth and comfort soon disappeared as my face was pressed against Makoto's chest. "I was so worried! I didn't know how to stop you from crying!" She rambled.
"Now, Now! Give her some air, Makoto!" Tsuyoshi laughed. As requested, she set me down by Takeshi, who simply gave a large grin and tackled me in a hug. Hearing a soft chuckle, I looked up and saw the man staring at us with a weird look in his eyes. I could see happiness….yet regret and grief in them. However, before anything could happen, he faded away.
We finally turned two years old, and since I believe I was tall enough, I made my way to the bathroom, grabbed the kiddy stool and stepped up. I haven't seen what I looked like yet, but when I did, I was frozen. Instead of brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, I had short black hair with heterochromia eyes. The left one being honey brown and the right one being a light purple. Though that wasn't the weirdest thing, the weirdest thing was that while the honey brown eye had a pupil, the light purple eye didn't.
I didn't know whether to be freaked out or amazed at my new looks. Eh? What's happening? My reflection blurred, and showed a girl around age 15 with long golden hair and orange shaded eyes. She was looking at me with a gentle smile with amusement dancing through her eyes. What?! Turning around, I saw that nobody was there. Blinking, I turned back to the mirror, and saw my normal reflection. Well then…that was…..interesting?
Great. It was our first day in elementary, and I now figured out that I was in the world based on the anime; Katekyo Hitman Reborn. Though, I figured out that this isn't just an anime anymore. These were real people with real emotions. They had the same red liquid going through their body as me, and that was enough to realize that anything could happen, whether it was part of the story in my world or not.
There was a thing I hated when realizing that I was going to school in Japan. It was that Japan schools all had uniforms. The idea of uniforms didn't bother me a bit, as I went to a couple of schools that did require uniforms, but it was that the females absolutely had to wear skirts. This may be cliché, but the only time I've wore a skirt was in second grade, and the skirt went down to my ankles. I've wore dresses, but I usually wore shorts or tights underneath them. Here, nope. The only thing I could do was wear really high socks and pray that the wind doesn't blow my skirt upward.
Sighing, I straightened out my uniform and walked downstairs to see everyone sitting at the table. "Are you guys ready for your first day of school?!" Makoto asked as she handed out the rice filled bowls. "You bet Kaa-chan!" Takeshi grinned. Truth be told, I was kind of nervous going to school. In the other world, I was picked on through most of my school years, actually, it was in freshmen year of high school that it had finally stopped. I was really hoping that it wouldn't be the same here, but, on the bright side I could meet Tsunayoshi.
When watching the anime in the other world, I felt most connected with Tsunayoshi, as we both had similar personalities, not to mention that I kind of looked like him, only a female and with glasses. "What about you, Ama-chan?" Tsuyoshi asked as he took a bite of his omelet. "Kind of…." Oh man, no I'm not! "Don't worry, Ama-chan! You'll be fine!" Takeshi reassured with a grin. I couldn't help but smile back, his smile is pretty contagious.
Wow, I never knew elementary could be so frightening…..until now. I glanced at my surroundings warily, wanting to make sure nobody was staring. Crap. My nerves were starting to act up, so I gripped the closest thing, which was Takeshi's uniform shirt. I stared at my shoes, feeling his stare. "Don't worry, Ama-chan. Your big brother will protect you!" He gave me a thumbs up, but there was some doubt in me when I saw the sparkles in girls' eyes as we passed them.
We had entered the classroom, and gained many looks; especially Takeshi. Good thing I hid my purple eye behind my hair, or else…I don't even want to think about what would happen if I didn't. Looking around, I met familiar caramel eyes in the back of the classroom. Blinking, I gave him a shy smile, and got one in return.
Unfortunately, we didn't sit near each other, as I was by the door in the middle row, while Tsunayoshi was by the window in the second row. Sighing, I glanced over at Tsunayoshi, only to see him look away with a flustered look. Blinking, I looked around, and saw that I was sitting behind Sasagawa Kyoko. Tsunayoshi's future love interest. Hmm….he was probably staring at her. It would make sense that he would be crushing on her during elementary school.
It was finally recess, and instead of going outside like the other kids, I stayed in the classroom. I was really into art in the other world, and was about to go to a special college that would help hone my skills. Now that I started over in this world, I was determined to become a better drawer than I had been in the other world.
I was about halfway finished with my cat drawing, when I heard crying. Narrowing my eyes, I got up and looked out the window, only to see a couple of kids picking on Tsunayoshi. Growling, I unlocked the window, opening it, then jumping out of it to rush over to the scene. "Hey! Leave him alone!" I shouted as I stopped before the bullies. "Oh? What're you going to do about it, girly?" He taunted. "I-I'm going to tell the teacher." It was a lame threat, yes, but I thought that most kids this age would be scared in getting in trouble, sure as hell I was. Seems as though I was wrong, as the bullies just laughed.
"How about you run to your big brother, girly?" The leader turned back to Tsunayoshi, however, before he could hit him, I got in front of him. "Hey! Get out of the way!" I stood my ground. I wasn't going to let these kids start the torture that Tsunayoshi would have to endure through most of his childhood. Well….besides Reborn's tutoring that is.
The boy glared, before he started to laugh. What was wrong with this kid? I mean come on, shouldn't kids be afraid of something? Holy crap, elementary kids are practically scarier than I thought that they would be. Man. Tsunayoshi your so lucky I hate bullies and how absolutely adorable you are. "You really think…" The boy stopped in mid-sentence. His eyes widening. Huh? What's going on? I blinked, and that set them off running.
That was…strange, but whatever, at least their gone. Turning around, I saw Tsunayoshi staring up at me in awe and slight fear. "Are you okay?" I asked gently, kneeling down beside him. "HIE!" He squeaked. I calmly waited until he calmed down. "Y-Yes….t-thank you…um…" How adorable. "You can call me Ama-chan!" I stated. Truth be told, I didn't know my entire first name, as everyone in my family calls me Ama-chan.
His face turned a cherry red. "W-Well….y-you can…call me Tsuna…then." He stuttered. I gave him a reassuring smile. "Hmm~ Can I call you Tsu-kun instead?" I inwardly squealed at his reaction. Eventually, he settled for a nod, and I couldn't help but let out a squeal. "You're so adorable~ Tsu-kun~!"
I felt proud of myself in that moment. I protected someone, who I knew would become my closest friend in the future, and was able to gain some confidence from it. Even though that hanging out with Tsu-kun would get me bullied as well, I didn't care, as being friends with him was worth everything and more. Of course, it helped when Takeshi stepped whenever he was would see someone bullying me. Though, he never saw all of them, he at least tried to protect me.
It was our second year in elementary, and I was playing by the swings when someone pulled me into the bushes. Tsunayoshi was absent that day, so I was practically alone, a sitting duckling for an example. I was wearing my favorite yellow scarf that Makoto had made me for Takeshi's and my birthday. "Hey look! Looks like the freak is finally by herself!" It was the kid from last year and his group of friends.
The worst thing, was that they much taller than me, which wasn't surprising as I was short for kids my age. They started to tug my shoulder-length hair and my scarf, eventually almost choking me. "S-Stop..." I was cut off as I pushed onto the ground roughly and stepped on. "Wow…you really are a freak huh?! I mean, what's up with those eyes?!" He laughed, stepping down hard on my stomach. Elementary kids are ruthless…..or maybe it's because I'm weak.
Of course, their kicks didn't cause me much pain, especially since I've been in a much more painful situation. Their kicks, were basically like getting cut on a rose thorn. However, my eyes widened when the leader lifted up my scarf with a smirk.
"S-Stop….give it back please!" He just laughed and promptly ripped it in half in front of me eyes. How could kids be so cruel to each other? Why would kids even go to such lengths to do something like this to hurt someone?
"Oi! Stop crowding, Herbivores." A rough voice sounded out from behind the group. They all froze, before turning around and paling. "AH! It's Hibari-san! Let's get out of here!" With that, the group of boys sprinted off, leaving the tattered remains of my scarf in the dirt. Standing up, I tried to brush all the dirt and grass off of my uniform. "Oi!" I looked up, only to see a miniature Hibari Kyouya staring at me….well….I guess it was more like glaring.
"U-Um….t-thank you…Hibari-kun." I walked over and picked up my ruined scarf. How am I ever going to explain this to Makoto? Sighing, I stared at it sadly. "Why?" My head snapped up to look at Hibari-kun. "Why what?" I asked, tilting my head, inadvertently revealing my pupil-less eye. "What did you let those Herbivores attack you?" The question had me thinking. Hm….I did wonder why I didn't do anything. I could've easily gotten rid of them or at least spooked them, since their kicks weren't really painful. I guess it was because I wasn't a violent person. I don't really like violence…or using violence to solve problems.
"I guess….it was because I knew better." I responded. "Why should I lower myself down to their level? It's pointless using violence against violence, there's only more violence. There's no point in worsening the situation." I explained. Man….I don't know why…but that sounded like a total Mary-sue. Great. Just freaking great.
"Hn." WHAT KIND OF RESPONSE IS THAT?!
"Ne, Hibari-kun…can I ask you something?" He stared, which I took as a 'yes.' "C-Can…we be friends?" I met his steel-blue eyes in determination. I really like Hibari-kun when I watched him in the anime in the other world, and I found him really interesting. It was a tense silence.
"Hn." OH COME ON!
"Well, we're going to be friends whether you like it or not; so you'll have to deal with it." It was bratty I know, but I honestly didn't care at this point. I was going to become his friend no matter what….holy crap!...not another Mary-sue line?!
Lots of things happened after that…..most were bad things. Makoto had gotten really ill…and was getting worse every day. It was making me worry…a lot actually. I was standing by her bedside….Tsuyoshi and Takeshi were downstairs making dinner. "Don't….w-worry…A-Ama-chan. I-It'll g-get….b-better….in t-the…end." She rasped.
"D-Don't say those kind of things…..Oka-san." I stuttered. Her eyes lightened. "T-That's….t-the first….time you…called me….mom." My eyes began to tear up. "I'm sorry….I'm sorry….I'm sorry….please don't die…..please don't die…Oka-san." I whimpered, gripping her hand. She lightly smiled, bringing her hand and waving it through my hair. "I-I'm…so p-proud…..o-of you and….T-Takeshi…." Tears welled up in her eyes as she continued to smile. "Oka-san!" I leaned over the bed, tears falling down my face as her eyes glazed over.
"I-I…..l-love y-you…g-guy's…..s-so much….." She was talking to me, but her eyes seemed as though she was looking behind me. "T-Take…..g-good c-care….of my little…..A-Ama-chan….w-will y-you?" My eyes widen as a warm hand placed itself on my shoulder. "Yes, I promise you….I will take care and watch over her no matter what." It was that voice…..which meant that it was Giotto. The first boss of the Vongola Family.
"T-Thank you….a-and A-Ama-chan…t-take c-care…..of your…..f-father…..a-and older….brother." I nodded aggressively. "Yeah. I promise. I promise!" I repeated. She gave me a smile that looked so familiar…..it was the same smile I used when I died.
"Oka-san…..Oka-san…..please don't go….please wake up…." I knew that it was no use…..but I couldn't help it. I didn't want her to go. "Oka-san!" I screamed in agony, falling onto my knees, still gripping her limp hand. My scream and loud crying brought Tsuyoshi and Takeshi rushing up the stairs. "Ama-chan, what's…w-wrong….." Their voices seemed to stop, but I didn't bother. I was too busy crying to notice the grave and guilty look on Giotto's face.
The funeral came a week after Oka-san died. I stood there in the rain, wearing all black, as they buried Oka-san. Takeshi was over by dad, tears were silently streaming down his cheeks, but he put on a brave face. Looking up at the sorrowed sky, I could see hints of sunlight peeking through, giving me the idea that Oka-san would be watching over us from Heaven.
Everyone had left except me, Takeshi, and Tsuyoshi. I kneeled down in front of her grave, said a small prayer. I laid down a crimson rose; mourning. Next was a tea colored rose; I'll remember, always. For the last flower, I laid down a sweet pea; Good-bye.
I'll mourn….but I'll remember all the good times all of us have had together. I'll never forget what you've done for me….Oka-san.
A couple weeks later, I started taking Hakkeshō classes. It was hard a first, but after the first couple weeks of taking classes every day after school, it became easier. I didn't want to lose anybody else close to me again. In my old life, I had lost my best friend. Now in this life, I lost my Oka-san. Both were situations that couldn't be dealt with externally, as my friend had died from a having a seizure in her sleep, and Oka-san dying from an unknown illness.
Tsu-kun and I have practically become best friends throughout the remaining years of elementary school, and surprisingly Hibari-kun and I had gotten pretty close as well; despite him being older than me…..physically yes…..mentally…probably not. Takeshi and I…..we've been okay. We never really hung out like we used too as he focused on baseball and I martial arts. Even so, I still try to play catch with him whenever I have free time and always supported him, along with Otou-san, I'm calling him that as I didn't want to repeat of what happened with Oka-san, at his baseball games.
Still….even when I do that, Otou-san and Takeshi usually don't show up for my tournaments or awards in my Hakkeshō class; but Tsu-kun and his mother have. Even Hibari-kun came to see me beat the snot out of this one guy at the finals. I didn't mind them not coming, as I understood that they were busy focusing on other things. Giotto has been showing up quite a bit also. It was usually at night and we would engage in conversation; with me doing most of the talking.
It was nice….being with Giotto. I don't know why, but I felt so comfortable with him; more so than anyone else….even in my old life.
"Ne, Giotto….can I ask you something?" I had asked him one night. I was sitting on my sunset colored bed with my back against the wall, surrounded by my collection of stuff animals. "What is it, piccolo principessa?" He was sitting on my chair by my desk, where most of my drawings and awards were at. "I-I've been…..wondering about a couple of things." I started, glancing away for a split second and began fiddling with my stuffed umbreon's ears. "The first thing….is I've been seeing…..someone in the mirror lately….and she seems really familiar….but she always disappears before I can get my head around it." I explained.
Ever since I first saw her, it seems that every other time I look in the mirror, I see her reflection behind me. She always had a smiled on her, like she already knew everything about me and vice versa.
Glancing back at Giotto, I froze at the heartbroken look in his eyes. "G-Gomen….I-I shouldn't have asked." I stammered, wanting to get rid of that unnatural expression on his face. "N-No. It's okay, piccolo principessa. It's natural that you would ask out of curiosity." He said with a gentle smile. "Don't do that." I narrowed my eyes at him. "Don't lie to me…..I don't want to see you with that expression…..you looked like you were in so much pain…." Giotto cut me off when he wrapped his arms around me in a tight embrace.
I glanced at him in the corner of my eyes in concern. He buried his face into my neck and hair. Opening my mouth, I decided against of asking and just wrapped my arms around his shoulders in a comforting hug.
Once the situation had calmed down, I decided to ask my second question, though already knowing the answer. "That flame on your head….can you explain it?" Giotto blinked, but then smiled. "It's called a Dying Will Flame. It's a high-density form of energy that comes from one's own life-force." He started. "Since the flame resonates with one's emotions, many consider it a battle aura. However, even though only certain individuals can see it, the Dying Will Flames are in many ways an actual flame. The flames are apparently graded on the purity of them; which has a direct correlation to one's own resolve. My flame is the Sky Flame, which is usually orange." He finished.
"Wow…" I honestly didn't know some of the things he said. He chuckled, amusement shining in his unique eyes. "Impressive right?" He almost sounded smug. I smirk, "Very impressive. You come up with all that by yourself?" I teased. He softly laughed…..wow….I never knew a laugh could be so…..attractive? Well, now I know.
"Do you know what type of flames I have?" I leaned in, really wanting to know. Giotto met my stare with his own, and sighed. "It's hard to tell. You have an abundance of Sky flames, but according to Asari, you also have Rain flames as well. Plus….I think that, that's not all. I'm not sure how to explain it, but I believe you have another flame inside you." My eyes widened.
"H-How is that possible for someone to have at least more than two flames?" I asked. "I have an idea….but I'm not a hundred percent sure of it." He stated. "When the time comes, I'll sure you'll find it out." My jaw dropped at the answer. That's so not fair…..but I guess he has his reasons for not telling me. "Alright." I sighed, letting it go. A yawn escaped my mouth. "Looks like it's your bed time, piccolo principessa." He chuckled. Sighing, I lifted up the covers and snuggled into my stuff animals. "Goodnight." I could feel Giotto moving the blankets higher and a slight pressure on my head, before I fell into a deep sleep.
It was finally time for our first year in middle school. This is year where everything will be put into motion, and I've literally became a part of it. Well, I didn't mind, as I wanted to protect my friends and family. I wasn't afraid of what was going to happen, in fact, I was actually kind of excited about it.
The one thing I hoped wouldn't happen, is that Takeshi would try falling off the school roof. I've never read the Manga, but apparently he had wanted to commit suicide and Tsu-kun was able to talk him out of it. Man, I really hope that, that wouldn't happen. I wouldn't know what I would do if it did…..actually….yes I would. I would most likely blame myself, even though I've tried my very best to be there with him.
Man….when did I become such a downer? Well, whatever….happens….I'll be there for Takeshi, after all…he is my big brother.
A/N: Well, this is the first chapter of Second Chance. Sorry if the spacing is weird. It was about 22 pages on Microsoft Word, and I'm actually quite proud of it. Seeing this, and then re-reading Summer's Hope kind of makes me upset, so I'll most likely be editing Summer's Hope. I really like Ama-chan's character, and not because she's based off of my personality and the fact that I've based her fighting style and her eye off of Hinata Hyuuga's from Naruto. She's my favorite female character in Naruto and I really love her fighting style as it matches the best with Ama-chan's non-violent nature. So yes, I hope you expect lots of character and relationship development...especially with the tips I hope you guys were able to find throughout the chapter; mostly in the beginning and maybe somewhere in the middle. I'll be working on the next chapter, so it'll probably be out soon.
Side Note: Sorry for talking so much, I hope you guys have a goodnight, good morning, or a good rest of the day.