Silver Bullet
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! is the property of Amano Akira. I do not own it or any of her ideas.
Author Note: Hello! Well, I'm finally back. I'm really really sorry that I haven't updated in a year (I have thousands of good excuses, but ehhh, whatever) All my other stories are being rewritten, meaning The Reward for Stealing and a s s a s s i n a t e (partly because I want to give it a better plot, grammar, flow etc etc [especially assassinate] and in theRforS honestly, it's not going in the direction I wanted.) I'm going to put up a notice on them soon, so… So yeah. Sorry! Also, updates will probably not be frequent because I'm taking AP classes this year and the studying is just…. ARGH. Sorry and thank you… to all those who are patient with me.
-This story is set in AU. Tsuna is 24 in this story, so I suppose 9YL? Since Tsuna is 15 currently, I think.-
Silver Bullet
01. Just Messier and Messier
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[Tokyo, Japan]
Miura Haru felt like shit and wanted nothing more than to go home. Stakeouts were boring and tiring and just, ught. Maybe Julie would let her finally rest after this…
She walked briskly into an office that had a neat little plaque on its door that read:
Julie Katou
Head Officer
Shimon Private Investigations
(Shimon Private Investigations was an independent little business founded by the Shimon family to deal with mafia and yakuza and such in the most legal way possible. It was rather convenient.)
"Here's the report, Julie." Haru said tossing the file onto his desk. Now she was free! Her long-awaited break was finally here!
"Haru, how many times do I have to tell you to knock before you come in?"
Haru grinned sheepishly. "Sorry Julie. I just really want to go home, I guess."
The man in the leather swivel chair smirked evilly and promptly tossed a file at her. Ignoring her horrified face expression, he casually continued, "Sorry to burst your bubble Miura, but here's one more. It's your next mission. You're the only one available and it came up suddenly. I think it may be rather dangerous—It's a drug transfer between two high-ranked Mafioso. It's tonight. Intercept it. Bring your guns and such. They're not some low-ranking yakuza members like what you're used to."
"Hahi! I just finished one yesterday…" Her tone turned slightly whiny at the end.
"Hmmm. I'll take you on a date when you get back~"
"Don't need, don't want."
[Meanwhile, in Vongola Base in Nanimori]
Sawada Tsunayoshi felt like he was going to die. It had been three years since he took on this position (officially, as in paperwork and all) but he still wasn't used to it. There were just way too many papers for him to sign. As he flopped backwards on his chair, someone knocked on his door.
He shifted into a more professional position (What if it was Reborn!) and responded, "Come in."
Two men dressed in expensive suits walked in. One had octopus-like silver hair and looked extremely irritated (more than usual because of the smiling man next to him). The other man had short black hair and was grinning widely despite the bad news he had.
"Hey Tsuna! We have a problem! Remember how that one guy name Ito or Fuuka or something disappeared-" The smiling man started off but was cut off.
"Tenth! That bastard took out some of our money and bought some drugs with it. The transfer is tonight."
"Oh Yamamoto-kun, Gokudera-kun." Tsuna looked up and nodded to acknowledge his best friends and calmly continued (because he was much too tired, too busy, and too weary). "I was wondering why there was 300k missing from our account. I was going to buy Kyoko an anniversary present with that money…"
Tsuna rubbed his eyes tiredly. Normally, he'd assign a lower-ranking man to do this kind of work but his Hyper Intuition told him that he should give this to Gokudera and Yamamoto, just in case. Something would happen, he was sure. "Could you do me a favor and intercept it? Get the money back, etc."
"Haha, why not? We have free time, right Gokudera?"
"Ugh, Not with youuu!"
Tsuna sighed. "Please, Gokudera?"
Gokudera seemed to be having an internal fight as he turned a bit red and his face went through several expressions before he said in an odd, strangled voice, "O-of course, Tenth!"
"You can go, then. I have so much work to do…" Tsuna muttered, casually dismissing his friends.
"Don't overwork yourself too much Tsuna! The boss needs his rest, right?" Yamamoto grinned (again).
"Please watch your health, Tenth…!" Gokudera and Yamamoto turned to leave.
"Thanks, guys." Tsuna shuddered as he suddenly realized something. "Oh, and Gokudera-kun?"
"Yes, Tenth?"
"Please don't kill anyone."
The smell of coffee lingered in the well-decorated apartment living room. Haru kicked off her sweats and baggy tee and walked over to her closet which was full of her favorite costumes. There was a random boat on the side, a giant sunflower, so on and so forth. The closet screamed Haru.
Haru meandered into the walk-in and went over to her disposable clothing section; things she could throw away because she loathed washing out the bloodstains. She changed into a more nighttime-agent outfit. It was just black pants (like Varia's, I suppose) with a tight black tank top to hide her in the night. Humming to herself, she picked up the file.
"Hahi? It's in Nanimori! Maybe Haru can visit her old home?" Haru murmured quietly to herself with a tinge of sadness in her voice.
She pondered eating something before leaving but decided she might be late and miss the deal between the Mafioso (and that would be very very bad; as in, her break post-poned). Haru pulled on a black jacket (It was November) and put on a short black bob wig, just in case. It was the mafia she was dealing with, after all, and she couldn't risk showing her actual appearance. After making sure her necklace was in place, she slipped her combat boots on and left her house on her sleek motorcycle.
Haru positioned herself comfortably on the warehouse box. According to her calculations, no one would be able to see her from that angle, while she could see everything. She set up her rifle and pulled out her gun, making sure that it was loaded. She was beginning to consider finding another spot when she heard footsteps. Haru froze and spotted two men and listened intently. She could hear their faint, nerved voices.
"Ito. Do you have the money?"
"More importantly, do you have the stuff?"
Both men gave a steely glare to each other.
Hahi, they don't trust each other. How unfortunate; your time spent suspecting each other will lead to your downfall.
Haru aimed her gun carefully to shoot one of the men in the leg. 3,2, 1…
Both men flopped over, their legs bleeding profusely.
"Hahi..? But Haru only shot one man?"
"Che, think you can steal from the Vongola?" Something, no, someone, came out from behind a corner.
Haru's jaw nearly dropped. The man had this beautiful silvery hair that just gleamed in the moonlight—scratch that, it was a new moon— err, night, and had perfectly chiseled features. He was gorgeous, in her opinion.
Nononononoooo, concentrate Haru! Haru pinched herself. Hmm, more mafioso?
"You little bastard." The silver-haired man continued and a cold rage seemed to create an aura around him, "No one steals from our family and gets away with it. No. No one steals from the Tenth and gets away with it!"
Haru suddenly understood. The 'Ito' man must have stolen money to buy his drugs. She sighed internally. This mission just got messier. She picked up her night-vision binoculars and scanned the area. There was another man. He was extremely… Smiley.
I'll call him Smiling Man. Haru thought decisively.
"Maa maa, Gokudera, Tsuna said not to kill anyone." Smiling Man then proceeded to tie up both men and called pulled out his phone and placed a short five-second call. Almost right away, a black car slid into view. Smiling Man then threw the two victims in the car and muttered something to the driver.
Almost instinctively Haru burst out in an angry whisper, "Hahi! They're taking my targets!"
Gokudera suddenly stopped. He narrowed his eyes and looked directly at where Haru was hiding. "Oi, Yamamoto. Did you hear that?"
Haru froze in fear and mentally slapped herself for the outburst. His eyes were piercing and she knew he couldn't see her, but could he sense her?
"…And why do you suppose that they're both on the ground when I only shot ?"
Yamamoto nodded curtly. In an instant, he pulled out his sword and sliced the storage box that Haru was on and whatever else was in it into little pieces.
Shitshitshitshitshit! "HAHIII!" Haru landed painfully on her butt and froze when she felt something cold on her neck.
"Maa maa, please be quiet and calm down. Oh, and don't move, or I'll have to slice you." Haru's eyes trailed up to see Smiling Man. Oh, he was very very very attractive as well. Haru became momentarily distracted by the sudden eye candy.
"Uh-I-ermmm. Hahi!" Haru mumbled and began to think quickly. Think Haru, think! You can't die here. You joined Shimon P.I. for a reason; to find those people who—
"Who are you?" Smiling Man asked with a slight steeliness in his eyes.
Her eyes darted, looking for an opening. Ah ha! Haru swung her leg up and kicked Smiling Man as hard as she could in the balls and quickly ducked clear of his sword. Haru scrambled to her feet and pulled out her gun, twirled around and aimed at Smiling Man who managed to dodge her bullet despite the intense pain between his legs.
"Ugh, Gokudera! Catch her!"
"Che. You should always be prepared for surprises like that."
And Haru ran as fast as her thin legs would take her.
Haru turned her head to see Gorgeous Man and Smiling Man (still muttering to himself in pain) running after her, and they were catching up. Fast. She concentrated and climbed swiftly up a fence (thank god she took gymnastics in middle school and her boss trained her in parkour!) only to see the Men in black jump over it like ninjas (they were really just using their flames to propel themselves) and land neatly in front of her.
"Hahi! Ninjas? In suits! Maybe Matrix?"
"What the hell? Woman, who the hell are you?" Gorgeous Man growled. He pulled out a … dynamite?
"Maa maa, Gokudera. You should talk to women nicely." Smiling Man said, laughing.
"Shut up! The last thing we need is a blabbering witness. And it's especially suspicious that she's armed."
"Hahi! Haru—I mean, I was just in the area, getting stuff from my storage box, desu!"
"Oh, so you're name is Haru!" Smiling Man said cheerfully.
Gorgeous man snorted. "You were getting stuff with a rifle, night-vision binoculars, and two handguns. Totally normal."
Okay. Maybe that wasn't the best cover story.
Haru mustered up her courage and glared at the men, leveling her guns in alignment to both their heads."Drop your weapons, desu."
Gorgeous Man rolled his eyes and disappeared from Haru's sight. She felt something cold at her temple when a voice muttered in her ear, in a sort of exhilarating way. "Stupid woman. You think you can outdo us?"
She then felt the cold metal of Smiling Man's sword press lightly against her neck.
Haru shut her eyes in frustration and muttered in an attempt to distract the men, "Haru is not a stupid woman…"
Yes. This mission just got messier and messier and messier.
Teddy's Corner
Hello everyone! Yay! Saturdays are enabled now! I'll probably update at least once a month unless something major comes up (i.e. school exams, etc).
My long year-long break is finally over, thank goodness.
So, how was it? I think my skills are a bit rusty since its been so long. Please review? haha.
-Teddy.