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A new transfer student and one from Italy. This couldn't end well. That meant it was someone Reborn had called in. The door slid open and a girl entered silently. She didn't look like one of the people Reborn would call. She was dressed in the Namimori middle uniform and looked rather normal, strawberry blonde hair brushed down her back and green eyes that looked around with disinterest. She didn't seem scary in the least.
She was introduced as Flynn Liza and was told which seat was hers. She walked to it silently and sat down. Whew, I couldn't take another weirdo.
Flynn slipped from my mind and the rest of the day passed almost without incident, that should have been a sign.
I headed home without Gokudera and Yammamoto. Yamamoto had baseball practice and I didn't know what Gokudera was doing.
I got started on my homework. Reborn wasn't trying to blow me up, in fact he seemed distracted.
The door bell rang. It was probably Gokudera. I ignored it and continued with my homework, Mom would get it. I spent another five minutes on my homework before my door opened. I turned from my homework to greet Gokudera and was surprised to see Flynn.
"What are you doing here?" I shouted.
She rolled her eyes and walked around the room, touching everything. She grabbed a picture from my desk. The frame gave a hiss and a pop and seemed to explode. Other than the top left hand corner that now showed sparking wires, the frame and the picture were fine. She put it down and continued on. I watched in stunned silence until she stood in the center of the room and faced Reborn.
"Well?" He asked expectantly.
"I fried all the ones I could find and Web is attempting to locate the origins." Flynn answered.
"What's going on?" I asked.
Reborn glanced at Flynn who was pulling on a pair of crimson gloves. "The camera in the frame was the only one I found." She said simply as she finished tugging at the ends of the gloves. She pulled a compact out of her pocket. It beeped when she opened it. "Web agrees. The house is bug free." She closed the compact and returned it to her pocket.
"Someone was spying on you Tsuna." Reborn finally told me.
"What?" I demanded. Why would anyone want to spy on me? I wasn't anyone worth spying on, everyone called me no good Tsuna.
"They set up cameras all over your house and the school." Reborn continued. Flynn was silent. She'd crossed her arms and was just standing there. Now she looked like one of Reborn's scary weirdos.
"Why?" I shouted. Flynn rolled her eyes.
"Isn't it obvious?" She asked. "They set up the cameras so they could watch you, find out your weaknesses, which by the way are too many to count, so they could kill you before you took the title tenth Vongola boss." She continued with an air of nonchalance.
"What about what you did with the picture frame?" I wondered.
Flynn scowled. "Liza short circuits any electronic thing she touches." Reborn explained.
"Hence the gloves." Flynn growled as she uncrossed her arms and showed off her gloves.
"Uh, thanks for getting rid of the cameras, but how did you know I was being targeted?" I said awkwardly.
"I found one of the cameras." Reborn answered simply.
"Then he called me in to make it look like they malfunctioned naturally. That way if Web can't trace 'em we can snag 'em when they send someone to replace the fried stuff." Flynn added.
"Where'd you find her Reborn?" I wondered. She was weirder than even Bianchi.
"Gokudera did." Reborn said simply as he jumped on the window sill. Leon turned into a parachute and then they were gone. Why did he do that?
Flynn laughed. "Reborn does that a lot doesn't he? Leaving you with riddles and more questions than actual answers?" She asked. When she wasn't brooding she once again looked normal, and not at all like she could take out a whole city block just by touching the transformer that helped the electricity along.
"Yeah." I grumbled, the worst part was I was actually starting to get used to it.
Flynn smiled and then it was gone and she was back to a scowl. "Don't mention the cameras to anyone else. The more people who know the more likely it will slip out that we know and I haven't disabled all the cameras at the school yet." She spoke softly, yet there was an unmistakable command there.
There was a beep from Flynn's pocket. She pulled the compact back out. The scowl deepened. "They're using too many proxy servers. Web can't trace the original source."
"Web?" That was the third time the name had been mentioned and I was curious.
Flynn turned the compact to face me. It was actually a small hand held computer. A face appeared on the screen. It was a girl with short blonde hair and big purple eyes.
"Hello Tsuna. I hope Liza isn't giving you too much grief." The blonde said sweetly.
Flynn scoffed. "As if Web." She muttered.
"How do you know my name?" I screeched. Oh great another weirdo.
"Reborn told Liza and I when we took this job. We're a team. I find the tech Liza fries it." Web spoke. Liza's scowl seemed even deeper.
"Web." Liza said in warning. Web rolled her eyes.
"I'll talk to you later Tsuna when Liza isn't being grumps." Web said before the compact was snapped close.
"I'm not being grumps." Flynn grumbled. She returned the compact to her pocket once more and walked out without so much as a good bye. What the hell?
LIZA
I was not being grumps. Why would Web even say something like that? I thought she was supposed to be the sweet one. I kicked a rock on the path in front of me, it didn't go very far.
I stopped and let out a sigh. It wouldn't do me any good to let my frustrations get the best of me. I reigned in my wayward emotions and buried them down. I had a job to do.
I turned and headed for the school, the famous Namimori middle. I might as well finished getting rid of the cameras. It wasn't that late, maybe a half hour after school had let out. Clubs would still be going on so I could flit about the school without arousing too much suspicion. Whoever was on the other end of those cameras would probably, hopefully, think I was looking for a club to join.
I pulled my gloves off before I got within sight of the school, they would just give me away. Carefully I folded the gloves and put them in the pocket with my communications compact. I grimaced at the sight of the tiny white scars on my hands. You wouldn't notice them unless you knew they were there, they were old and faint but they were still there.
I crossed my arms and continued on. The compact beeped but I wouldn't answer Web's call, couldn't, not with my gloves off and I was too close to the school now to put that back on. I hated this job. It took away my protections and left me without my contacts, kept me from contacting the others.
The school was in sight. Now if I could just hurry up and find those cameras. It would be easier if Web was with me in person. She could pinpoint the exact location of the cameras and tell me without me risking frying the stupid compact, but nope, she was hiding out. I suppose it wasn't completely her fault.
I passed through the school gates, I wasn't at all surprised by the wave of malicious intent that passed over me. Ah, Hibari Kyoya, now things were going to get interesting. I knew there had been a risk of running into him if I returned to the school. That had been part of my motivation, after all.
I ignored him, after all until he made a move to get me for whatever violation he thought I'd committed, I had no reason to know anything about him. The compact beeped rapidly as I passed the classroom.
I scowled. "Yes Web. That was a given, I thought I'd snagged all of them earlier." I groused to my partner. I may not have been able to hear her with the compact closed and in my pocket, but she could hear me. Two sharp beeps from the compact. "Fine." I entered the classroom. I froze as I sensed him again. Damn, what was he waiting for? I mean I wasn't eager to get my ass kicked and that's what would, statistically happen, if we ran into one another, but hey at least it would jazz up this boring day.
Again I ignored him. "Alright Web let me know when I get warm." I muttered as I started circling the room. A sharp beep near the teacher's desk. I frowned and searched the desk, there was no telltale pop and hiss that usually came with frying tech. There was no camera. I looked up at the ceiling... "Oh don't tell me." I growled. "Did they stick it up there?" I asked. A sharp beep, a yes. I stood on the desk, but I was still too short to reach, damn. I dropped back to the floor and moved the chair, it had wheels, oh I didn't like this, not one bit. I put the chair up on the desk, careful not to put the wheels on any of the teacher's paperwork. I climbed back onto the desk and then onto the chair. It scooted beneath my weight.
"I'm gonna kill 'em. Them and Reborn." I snarled. If the footage from these cameras were live and streaming then they would know that this camera hadn't gone out naturally. The tips of my fingers barely brushed the ceiling tiles, but they still did. They also managed to brush against the camera hidden there.
The camera gave a pop and a hiss as it's circuits fried and a spark of blue electricity came off it. I moved backwards to avoid it, the chair moved forward in the opposite direction. Oh shit!
The compact went off with a series of loud almost frantic sounding beeps as I went down.
Something cushioned my fall. Oh hell, what now? I scurried to my feet and found myself face to like shoulder with Hibari. Oh damn. Oh shit. Oh hell! I couldn't look up. I didn't want to face his glare. I ducked around him and ran.
The compact beeped, Web reminding me of all the cameras I had yet to find. But I didn't stop I couldn't. God damn.
I didn't stop until I was off the school grounds and out of his territory. I fought for breath as I leaned against a tree. The compact continued to beep at me. "I know Web, but I can't exactly finish the mission if I'm nursing bruises!" I hissed. Why had I ran? I didn't run from anything. That was not in my nature. I stood my ground and fought to protect. That was just who I was. So why had I run from Hibari? I mean sure he was hella scary, but there were scarier out there.
I pulled my gloves on so I could open the compact and actually have a conversation with Web. "You wouldn't be nursing bruises for more than a day or so." Web said reminding me of my slightly accelerated healing.
"Not the point Web. I don't like the idea of him kicking my ass. He's dangerous." I pointed out.
Slowly I walked from where I'd stopped to the inn I was staying in. It was a long walk, but I needed time to clear my head. "Dangerous? How could anything be more dangerous than the labs?" Web asked. I was surprised.
"You're starting to sound like Muse." I pointed out. Muse was more likely to mention the labs than Web was. Web had an air of denial about her. She ignored the whole idea of the labs. The only thing she even acknowledged was what came from it, the benefits. Muse on the other hand was largely confrontational about the labs.
Web shook her head. "No I'm just saying there are few things more dangerous than what we've already been through." She tried to explain.
"You haven't been here long enough to make that assessment. Believe me there are plenty of things way more dangerous than the labs." I shot back.
I sighed and closed the compact. I didn't want to fight with Web, especially not about what was dangerous and the labs. I slipped the compact back into my pocket and entered the inn. I made my way to my room and slipped in quietly.
I pulled the compact out of my pocket and tossed it on the bed. I shed the horrible school uniform and slipped into something way more comfortable. Well worn jeans, fuzzy socks, a white tank top, and my favorite black hoodie. Dear gods, I almost felt normal again. When I finished this job I was never taking another one that required a uniform. They sucked. The compact beeped. I moved it from the bed to the top drawer of the nightstand. I was ignoring Web, but whatever she'd get over it.