Target Prologue
She stands in a field full of beautiful flowers. As far as she can see—in the valley over and far beyond that are brightly colored flowers that sway and dance in the wind, much like her hair. Dull colored mountains surround the area are far off in the distance and there are no trees in sight. The sky above is a beautiful shade of blue, from what she can see through the clouds. The sun illuminates the dark clouds, showing that it might start raining soon. All in all, the place is beautiful. She smiles while admiring the scenery.
"Bella? Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to come with me? I have to show you something, remember?" He voices softly from next to her. She doesn't seem too surprised at his sudden appearance and only turns slightly to look at him through dull sepia eyes. The blond man's forehead is ablaze with an ever-burning bright orange colored flame, the black cloak he wears billows behind him like a curtain of shadows. She nods. Running towards where he stands, she slows down into a walk beside him.
"Oi, Gio?" Her tone is light, questioning almost. His eyes meet hers, an eyebrow raised, urging her to continue. "Where are we going this time?"
"We are going to the past, Hitomi-chan. I need you to remember something for me. Can you do that?" Gio asks, his tone is urgent, but it's light, as if it's not too important. The two continue walking until it is pitch black, the aura around both is a bright orange.
"W-Where...?" Hitomi begins, only to falter as her eyes look around the space. It's pitch black, no light anywhere expect for the two people standing within it.
"Here is where your memories lay, Hitomi-chan. I need you to go back into your past... And remember." Gio responds, looking around. Hitomi does the same, though she can't see much.
"Re-Remember what, Gio?" Hitomi asks. Gio seems a little annoyed at Hitomi, but hides it well. Hitomi only looks back to him once she's done checking out the area.
"Remember the time, back when you lived in Italy. When we used to talk all the time when you were dreaming. I need you to remember what I told you... And a certain event that happened while you were awake." He answers. Hitomi gulps but nods nonetheless.
"I...I'll try..."
"That's my girl." Gio responds, an encouraging smile gracing his closes her eyes and tries to go back. After a few minutes, she opens her eyes and around her and Gio, the background fades into the beautiful colors of a grand palace-like place.
"Emiko! Come out! I know you're in there!" A childish female voice little girl runs past Hitomi, her long, waist-length white hair swishing behind her.
Gio begins to follow the young girl; he motions Hitomi to follow him. Hitomi moves slowly as the two reach the room the young girl ran into. The door is slightly ajar and from the furnishings inside, Hitomi recognizes it as her father's study in the mansion back in Italy. Standing in the doorway, Hitomi's eyes widen.
"I-It's Masa-neesan!" She gasps. Only this boy is much younger than her older brother and his hair isn't the same color she's used to, but the evil glint is still there, shining in his sepia colored eyes.
"You're getting close, Hitomi-chan. Just a little more." Gio's voice chimes and Hitomi looks to him before staring back at the children. Though the children don't even seem to notice them at all.
"What are you doing, Masayoshi?! We shouldn't even be in here! Papa will be angry!" A tiny female voice shouts. Hitomi recognizes it as herself when she was younger. Her hair was shorter and her eyes seemed larger, yet she was still just as afraid of everything as she is now. The younger Hitomi's eyes hold a fear in them and the two other girls in the room, one with white hair and the other with black hair nod furiously, agreeing with her.
Masayoshi only laughs and looks down at them, a glint of something dark in his eyes. "He won't find out! Lorenzo! Keep watch!" Masayoshi instructs. Lorenzo rolls his forest-colored eyes at the command but goes towards the door anyway, walking right through the older Hitomi. "Now, watch as I! Masayoshi Sawada, claim my rightful place as Vongola Undicesimo!" Masayoshi's nearly splits in two with the Cheshire-like grin he has on.
He climbs up onto the spinning chair and reaches for the beautiful case with gold trimmings. He opens it carefully, as if one wrong move will break it. Masayoshi reaches in and the group of kids can only watch as he pulls something out and hops off the chair.
"What's that?" Asks another girl. Hitomi recognizes her as Emiko, her best friend. The girl with pure black hair tainted by natural silver streaks curiously stares at Masayoshi's tightly clutched fingers. When she reaches for it, Masayoshi grunts, pulling it away from her and staring down at the girl as if she'd just burned him.
"It's a ring, stupid!" He replies, hitting Emiko over the head. She pouts, crossing her arms as she thinks of something to say.
"You're the stupid one! You're gonna get in trouble for bein' in here!" Emiko pouts. She pushes him to no avail.
"Oh yeah? Well, you guys are in here too!" He counters.
"Nu-uh! We—!" Emiko's voice warps and suddenly, everything is dark once more. Hitomi's eyes dart around in confusion, but she can't see anything.
Hitomi hears a curse somewhere in the mind space, but that too fades into nothing.
"Sa-wada, Hitomi who got a wondrous 6.5 on her Geometry test!?"
"Waa—! H-Here!" Hitomi yells, sitting up on her messy bed. She sees her mother standing above her, that terrible test in hand and makes a lunge for it. Sadly, she misses, comically falling face first on the carpet floor.
"I-Itai..." She mumbles. Hitomi can hear her mother sigh, and she knows she's shaking her head. They do this every morning, honestly. Hitomi knows that next her mother will probably scold her.
"Honestly, Hitomi-chan. Did you really think you could hide this from me? Anyway, hurry and get dressed! Your breakfast might get cold!" Hitomi's mother informs her before she walks out, the door closing lightly behind her.
"Ah, at least I was right about something…" She gets up and stretches, running a hand through her nappy and matted hazel-colored hair. The dream she had no longer present in her mind, she takes off towards the bathroom, adjacent to her room.
Refreshed and ready for school, Hitomi makes her way down stairs only to see three people sitting at the table. A loud laugh resounds from a quiet looking girl who has her long midnight black hair tied into two twin ponytails held high with purple colored ribbons, her bright blue eyes closed in amusement.
"It's not that funny, Hibari! She's gonna kill me—us— for real! We gotta start leaving earlier!" Comes the urgent voice of a silver haired, brown-eyed girl. Hitomi yawns, going to sit down across from the two.
"If we hurry up and eat, we'll make it to the extreme. You're both athletes and yet you're always so whiny and extremely slow in the mornings. You're extremely lucky you don't have morning practice!" Scolds the girl with waist length pure white hair. Her gray eyes glare at both of them. The three girls greet Hitomi as she sits.
"G'morning, guys… What's for breakfast, mom?" Hitomi asks. Her voice is laced with sleep and her eyes are dull. She doesn't even notice when her mother puts the plate of food down in front of her, nor does she notice when Emiko steals a piece of toast off of her plate.
Solana bounces around from foot to foot, as if she's debating something and Hitomi raises an eyebrow at her mother, "Mom? Are you okay?" Hitomi questions the woman. Solana sighs, shaking her head.
"Well, I was debating, but y'know, I've just decided—what the heck!" Solana points the spatula at Hitomi, "Now I've got some news." The girls all look at each other before Hitomi tilts her head to the side. "Your dad's coming back to Japan!"
It's silent after Solana speaks those words. Hitomi doesn't respond all that quickly and Solana knows that she probably shouldn't've told her—but then again, this was better than letting Hitomi walk into this blind. She probably would've been more upset about that than knowing ahead of time.
"Th-That's, um," Hitomi looks to Emiko then to Kamiko, "That sounds… great, maybe?" Her tone is less than enthusiastic, but Solana doesn't seem to mind, only offering a small smile of understanding.
"Promise me you'll at least be here in time to greet him." Solana scolds. Hitomi sighs, nodding her head.
"I'll try my best, mom…" Hitomi answers, shoveling food into her mouth. Solana seems to take this as an answer and turns around, returning to the stove.
It's quiet for a moment, then Emiko starts talking once more, allowing for the group to segue into conversation once more.
Almost twenty minutes later, Solana returns to the kitchen, dressed and ready for the day. "It's late, girls, hurry up so you can go!" Solana tells them. She's cleaning up the kitchen now. It's now that Hitomi and the others notice the time.
"HIEEEE!" She yells jumping up. She runs out the door, tossing a quick 'goodbye' over her shoulder.
"Hitomi's really fast, hm?" Katsumi comments. All eyes go to the seat the girl was once in and Emiko laughs.
"Sure is!" She replies.
"Yes well... You guys should get going too. You don't wanna be late, yes?" Solana urges. The three girls say their good-byes to Solana and walk out the door, closing it with a dull thud. Solana is left alone in the house.
"Hm. So that's her, huh?"
"Yeah, that's our 'Tome-chan. So what do you think?" She turns, facing the person. He's a lot shorter than she remembered, but she knew what Tsuna had told her, it'd only be like that for a little while.
"…She'll be a lot of work. But, I did work with Dame-Tsuna. I think I can manage her." He answered.
"… She and the other girls know nothing of the Mafia. When will you start?"
"Mm... Tomorrow. When Tsuna returns. It'll be easier then." He replies, a small smirk present on his face.
Solana smirks as well, "This won't be as easy as Tsuna, you know. She won't be an easy one, Reborn..." She's grinning now and Reborn looks up at her from the brim of his black fedora.
"Nothing I can't handle. I am the world's greatest Hitman, after all."
"Right. Tomorrow then, yes?"
Reborn nods lightly, then Solana turns, leaving the small infant standing on the counter in the kitchen.
"Tomorrow, Sawada Hitomi...your destiny will be made known..."
Hey, what's up guys! This is the very first chapter (or was the very first chapter) of this story. I've changed it to make it the prologue because it doesn't really do anything. I've taken out some things and changed some things around, which will probably make it easier to understand. A lot of the chapters are going to be redone, so please bear with me while I do this! And once this is done, maybe I'll have finally finished the most recent chapter I'm working on.
As the story goes on, you'll notice some changes in the story with characters and such, so if you have any questions, just ask! Thanks!
