Well hi there! It's been a while since I posted anything new, so let me introduce myself. My name is Sakura Mizuki! I'm female and I like chocolate. There, that's all you need to know.

So this is sort of a crossover story I guess...It takes place at the same time as the Katekyo Hitman Reborn events, just at a different place, with a different reluctant mafia (well, not really a mafia) head, and a new team. I started this because...as you may not have already heard the sad news...KHR is now officially over, which is a shame. It was such a good series!

My plan for this is to eventually pick up where Amano-sensei left off. Eventually.

Anyways, enjoy the prologue!

Zodiakos

Prologue

Tsuna put a pillow down on the floor and fell upon it. He felt hopeless again, and decided to read a comic book. It wasn't like he was good at anything else.

"Tsunayoshi," his mom called from downstairs, and Tsuna could hear her footsteps coming towards his room. "I got a call from school. You came home in the middle of class again. What do you plan to do in the future?"

"I don't know..." Tsuna replied. It wasn't a miffed teenage answer-he really didn't know.

"I'm not saying you have to go to a good high school or college, you know." His mother continued, throwing open the door.

"Don't barge into my room!" Tsuna cried. His mother ignored him.

"You can live your entire life bored like you are right now, or live it happily. I want you to live feeling, 'It's great to be alive!'"

"Could you not say that in front of people? It's embarrassing."

"Oh my...well, Tsuna, today, a home tutor is coming."

"Home tutor!?" Tsuna's mom smiled and took a flyer out of her pocket.

"There was an interesting flyer in the mailbox. 'Will raise your kid to be the new leader of the next generation. Grade and subject doesn't matter. Reborn.' Isn't it great? I've never seen a promotion like this before."

"It smells like a scam!"

"It's probably a tutor from a professional business school for young men. I've wanted a teacher like this for you."

"Don't create your own image of him! I refuse to have a tutor, ok? I'm not good at anything I do anyways!"

"Ciaossu." Tsuna and his mom looked down. There was a small infant standing in between them. Besides the fact he could talk, it was also strange that he was walking and wearing a very snazzy suit. Plus, a small reptile was resting in the crease of his hat. "I arrived 3 hours early, but as a service, I'll evaluate you now."

"Hey...whose kid are you?" Tsuna's mom asked.

"Hm? I'm Reborn, the Home Tutor."

-About 8 hours later, on the other side of the world. Let's say, California.-

Seira stared up at the ceiling. It was her first time looking at the ceiling. Like, really looking at it. After all, it was only her fourth day with it. The ceiling, the room, the bed-all of it was new. It was like a long, uncomfortable hug with a stranger.

Then, out of the silence, a long beeping broke through. This was familiar-the dreaded alarm clock. It was then Seira realized that the only thing worse than having to go to school, was having to go to a new school.

"Seira!" her dad called from downstairs. "Time to get up!" She groaned. "I made French Toast!" Well.

Sighing, Seira forced herself out of her bed, avoiding the few boxes left unpacked. These boxes held her clothes. She figured she could just take out the outfits when she needed them. She dove into the box labeled 'T-shirts' and took out a pink one that had a picture of Kirby splashing multi-colored paint with a paintbrush. She had bought it when she was twelve, and it still fit well on her, although two years had passed. As she took of her pajama shirt and put on the Kirby shirt, she moved over to a box labeled 'jeans', took out a blue pair, and put that on too. She was already wearing socks, and her sneakers were waiting downstairs by the door.

Her backpack was pretty empty, considering she had no books or wayward papers yet. All she had were notebooks. She also grabbed her Nintendo TS from her night stand and stuffed it in. Maybe she could find someone else who played too.

She didn't want to seem too energetic, hoping that a mopey act would get more sympathy for her dad. Hearing her arrive downstairs, their Welsh Corgi, Tai, shuffled his short legs to greet her. Seira smiled. At least Tai was always happy.

"Aren't you excited, Seira?" Her father was smiling. "You get to start a new school today!"

"Um...let me think...no." She sat at the table and her father gave her a plate of french toast. "No, I'm not."

"Oh, come on. School is fun! Take this as an opportunity to reinvent yourself."

"I'm fourteen. I'm not quite at 'reinventing' age yet, am I?"

"Any age is reinventing age. If it wasn't, you'd still be wearing diapers." Seira gave a fake laugh. "Let me know when you're done. I'm going to drive you to school." Seira started to dig in, and her father's phone started to ring.

"Hello? Yes?" There was a long pause. Tai had moved over to Seira, staring up at her.

"No." Seira said through bites. "You have dog food."

"Right now?!" Seira and Tai jumped at her father's voice. "No..No, I understand. Ok, thanks. No, it's fine..." Her father hung up, sighing.

"What's wrong, dad?"

"Seira...It's not that far to school, is it?"

"'Is it'?" Seira repeated.

"I have to go. Something came up."

"What?! Wait, what? What came up?"

"You don't need to worry about it, sweetie." Her father kissed her forehead. "Have a great day at school!" Holding the car keys, the dashed out the house, leaving Seira and Tai alone. Seira and Tai stared at each other.

"You don't have a car, do you?" Tai blinked in response. "Okay." Seira finished her french toast and placed the plate, fork, and knife into the sink. She sighed. "Looks like I'm walking." She scratched Tai's caramel colored fur. It was only a little lighter than her skin, and she liked how the two colors looked together.

"Bye bye, Tai."

"Arf Arf Arf!" Tai repeated. Seira picked up her backpack and walked out of the house, locking the door behind her.

Comet Bay wasn't a bad town. A good balance of nature and city, only an hour to the nearest beach. If Seira wasn't blinded by homesickness, she would have happily accepted such a town. She sighed. Then again, it wasn't the town she missed. It was more of the comfortable niche she had found herself in. Her last school in Fairview had been comfortable enough. She was settled into the role of the 'smart geek': got good grades and played video games. She was still collecting Pokemon cards well after the fad past, and she didn't find enjoyment of buying the latest year's fashions. Not for lack of trying on her mother's part though, who tried to push her only daughter into more feminine activities.

Seira sighed again as she tried to imagine what C.B. High would be like. There were plenty of stereotypes about California where she came from, and the most prominent in fashion and where stars gathered. She shuddered. She just wanted to live a quiet life with her games and comics-

"Ah!" Seira was startled by the sudden voice, but more by whatever she ran into-or whoever.

"Oh, sorry! I was lost in thought!" The person turned around and sighed.

"Whatever. Just watch where you're going." Seira quickly observed him. He couldn't have been much older than she was, so she figured she should double check.

"But, um..." Seira felt herself choke. She didn't like talking to new people, and this one was really good looking, like he came out of a Final Fantasy game.

"What?" he asked, his face looking more and more creeped out.

"Oh, sorry. I just...I'm new and I'm looking for Comet Bay High School!" There was a moment, and the guy laughed.

"So, fresh meat, huh? Nice. You can follow me." Seira sighed in relief. At least she was going to get to school okay. She took a step forward and she felt the ground move below her.

This had to be one of California's famous earthquakes, she thought. She looked up at her guide, but he was gone. In fact, the city was gone, replaced by a backdrop that looked like it came from a planetarium.

"What..." Seira wasn't sure what she was asking, only that a small child-like statue was suddenly floating in front of her.

"Awaken, Aries..."

"Awake..." She felt her consciousness fading, as if she was going to fall into a deep dream...

"Awake...Awake..."

"You awake?!"

"Eek!" Seira flinched, and the world went back to normal. Instead of rock-baby, the guy's face was right in front of hers.

"Wow, you're a space case. Are you following me, or not?"

"Yes!" Seira quickly followed the guy's pace.

"You're lucky my bike's in the shop, or I wouldn't bother."

"Thanks..." Seira sighed.

"So, what year are you?"

"I'm a freshman..."

"Name?"

"Um...Seira."

"Well, I'm Ryan." Perhaps it was due to her previous impression of him, but she imagined him having a more unique name.

"Ok. Ryan."

"Did you come from out of state?"

"Uh, yeah! How'd you know?"

"A guess." Ryan smiled. "Ok, quick note: Don't stare at Mr. Buckwhey's nose and don't use the bathroom on the third floor. You'll be fine." With that, Ryan ran ahead to join a group of guys outside the gate of the high school, letting Seira realize they were here. She quickly muttered a 'bye' to Ryan and made her way into the building.

She remembered she was told in the letter she received yesterday to go straight to the principal's office. It wasn't hard to find, as it was at the end of the hall on the first floor.

"Mr. Buckwhey's office..." Seira's eyes bulged through her glasses when she remembered Ryan's warning. She wondered what could possibly be wrong with Mr. Buckwhey's nose. She took a deep breath, and walked in.

Seira stared blankly at her feet, attempting to block out the sight of his nose. She tried to focus on the present-she was looking for room 124, her homeroom. She found herself hoping that Ryan would be in her class, just so she would have a familiar face. She opened the door and saw her classroom.

School had started about a week ago, so most of the other students were already settled. Some of them looked at her, surprised by the guest.

"Are you lost?" One of the girls asked.

"This is room 124, right?" Seira asked. Everyone who cared enough to nodded or softly said yes. "That's what I'm looking for..." Seira made her way to the desks and picked one in the middle.

"That's Max's desk." One of the guys said.

"That's my desk." One of the girls said when Seira tried to sit at hers. Seira felt her face grow hot as she awkwardly moved towards the door again. She just wanted a seat.

"Alright, everyone! Seats!" The teacher walked in, nearly throwing the door open. Immediately, the class scrambled to their seats. Not a single one was free. Seira looked at the teacher. He was younger than she'd though he'd be, like he was fresh out of college or something. The teacher then noticed her.

"You're Seira Reymond, right?"

"Yes!" She didn't know why she was so enthusiastic about it.

"I'm Mr. Nicolas, your homeroom teacher. I just picked up your file from the office. You can have a seat...Priya."

"Yes?" Priya jumped a little bit, not expecting to be called.

"Move over your desk a bit. And you, Derek, move your desk to the back. Everyone move, leave a hole where Priya's seat was." Everyone obeyed, leaving a seat.

"You can go get a desk from Room 122-I know they have extra desks." Mr. Nicolas stated. Seira nodded and followed orders. There was just something commanding about Mr. Nicolas.

While it wasn't graceful, she did get the desk and chair without any help, placing it in between to Priya and another boy. With that, Mr. Nicolas moved on to the homeroom agenda. With the exception of this month, there would be homeroom once a month. No one was sure why, it was just a formality on every month except for report card season.

Mr. Nicolas took attendance, and left it at that.

"Do what you like until the bell rings for class. Seira, could you come here please." Seira silently obeyed, moving to the other side of Mr. Nicolas' desk. Like her, Mr. Nicolas' also wore glasses, and he and Ryan had a similar shade of black hair. His legs were long and defined too. Like most teachers, he wore a casual suit. He was looking at a class file. "It seems I'm going to be your algebra teacher, so you're going to need these." He reached in his desks and took out a few worksheets. "It was just a proficiency test I had everyone take. I want an idea of your skills too. We have class after lunch, so you can work on it then. Make sure you had it in."

"Uh...ok." Seira looked at the papers. She would have complained, but it seemed easy enough, like a review of last year. Soon, the bell rang for 1st period.

"Sigh..." Seira heard a girl swoon as they walked out the classroom. "Mr. Nicolas is so hot."

"I know. His stern look...why is homeroom only once a month?" Seira thought about it as she walked to her next class. She wondered if he was really that handsome.

First period was English, and there were no assigned seats, so she sat wherever.

"Hey!" Seira looked up to see a girl. She looked kind of familiar. "Your name's Seira, right?"

"Yes..."

"Cool! I'm Jane. I'm in your homeroom."

"Oh, ok." Seira brightened up. She didn't understand it herself, but she liked to be alone with other people she knew. It was weird.

"So, we've been covering Edgar Allen Poe, but the teacher's nice, so she'll give you a break." Jane told her.

It seemed the day wasn't as bad as Seira had thought (she had completely blocked out Mr. Buckwhey's nose, which in turn, blocked out the weird statue baby). Most of her classmates were either friendly or didn't 'anything' her. She was relieved that Californians weren't as catty as she had heard.

After school, Seira was on her way home when she was suddenly grabbed from behind. She yelped in surprise and she heard a familiar laugh.

"What's up, space case?" Ryan asked.

"Ah...Ryan!"

"Did you forget?"

"I'm bad with names." Seira admitted. "I have a question though, are you a freshman too?"

"Sophomore." Seira was a bit disappointed. "I'll see you around school though."

"Yeah." Seira nodded and Ryan went back to his group. Sighing, Seira moved to go back home. "Nothing has changed, huh?" Even back in Fairview, Seira would go back home alone, or with the aid of a parent. There was a time she would often go to friends' houses but...

The fresh smell of violets tickled her nose, make her sniffle. It wasn't that she was allergic, but it was just really strong-

"Prospice infra!"

"Huh?" Seira looked left and right, but there was no one around. "I wonder what-ooff!" Seira felt a heavy weight crashing onto her, and she fell to the ground. Her brain was in to much pain to comprehend what had happened.

"Just as I thought! Aries, prone to head injuries!"

"Huh?" Seira felt her mind come back to her, and her eyes focused on what looked to be a talking statue in the form of a child. "Wait...you're the-"

"Salve!" The baby cut her off and looked at her up and down. At least, that's what Seira thought. Like a statue, the baby had no pupils. "I guess you'll do. Not like I have a choice." The baby pointed his finger at her. "Listen well! Whether or not you like it, you're going to become the future leader of the Zoidiakos!"

-14 hours earlier in Japan-

"So, you're Tsuna" the baby said. Tsuna was still laughing.

"I'm sorry but, there's nothing I can learn from you!" He could barely hold his stomach together. However, the baby kept a straight face, and kicked him right there.

"Well let's get started. This is the room, right?" The baby ignored Tsuna's mom's expression and tapped his foot. In a moment, Tsuna's mom figured this would be a good time to go. With her gone, the baby made his next move. Taking a nap.

"What was that?" Tsuna asked when he finally came to. He found the baby napping and became angry. "Hey, wake up! I won't forgive you just because you're a baby!" This would be the second of many mistakes to come. The baby came to, grabbed Tsuna's necktie, and tossed him overhead. "Owwww! What is this kid!"

"I have no openings." The baby announced. "My true line of work is assassination." He opened his briefcase and assembled the gun inside. "My real job is to make you a mafia boss."

And now, the story can begin! Well, next chapter anyways. See you soon!

Sakura Mizuki