A/N: So I know I should probably be updating my Fairy Tail story, but I couldn't get this idea out of my head! Cursed plot bunnies... Anyway, thanks for reading and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR, KHR belongs to Akira Amano. Besides, If I did, I would have made Kyoko fight people with an umbrella gun like Kagura from Gintama and secretly she'd be in the mafia with an enemy family like Millefiore. Also my art isn't that good so I guess it's a good thing I don't own it. XD
CHAPTER 1
"Thank you Hidetora-san!" Fumiko waved at the mailman after receiving the mail and practically skipped into the house. She quickly looked through the mail and gasped in surprise. "Oh my! Erika already sent me a letter?"
She picked up the other pieces of mail and dumped them on the kitchen counter before hurrying into the living room and sitting down with the letter and a cup of herbal tea. She opened up the envelope eagerly and smiled to herself. A bunch of pages that were stapled together and filled with messy handwriting tumbled out and Fumiko couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Eri-chan! You sent me a whole story not a letter!" She said in between her chuckles. She slowly calmed down before picking up the papers and reading the first page.
~~WMF~~
Dear mama,
Just know that I really, reeeeeally hate you right now. I can't believe you just shipped me off to stay with some random relatives who I probably don't know, or just don't like. Not to mention, in a quiet place like Namimori. The train got stopped due to some accident and I ended up there at like 11:00 so, me being the amazing and generous angel that I am, I simply went to a hotel to avoid waking my relatives up. I also stopped at a sweet shop to get some chocolate pocky. Well actually I forgot to buy a map but let's go with the first thing I said.
Wait, I change my mind. I love you mama. Thank god you gave me that emergency money or I would have gotten lost trying to find the address. The hotel was okay I guess. It was cheap but comfortable. I got a nice room with a super soft bed and it had a good view of... nothing really. It faced a big building and houses. Pretty much it in Namimori.
~~WMF~~
Anyway, I woke up and I was going to call you to tell you I had safely arrived and all but I left my phone at home. I was hoping you could send it over later. I took a shower, put on the uniform for the school you enrolled me in and went downstairs to the dining hall place to get breakfast. It was a simple uniform, but it was so... girly. A white blouse with a yellow blazer. There was a large red ribbon on the shirt which I tied into bow since it wasn't long enough to be a tie like at my old school. The skirt was navy but it was reeeeeally short. I think there was a size mistake because it was so small. Like tiny. Like if it was windy I might as well just wear cute underwear so I don't get laughed at by the school. I decided to buy the boys trouser later and just tailor it to fit me because I don't want to have to hold my skirt while I walk during a windy day.
I'm getting off track, sorry. The owner of the hotel suddenly got all uncomfortable once he saw me in school uniform. He had an embarrassed and surprised look. Even without my talent, it was obvious. Probably because he thought I was an adult with how cool I looked in my outfit last night. I don't blame him. I had buttered toast, scrambled eggs and tiny cocktail sausages for breakfast. I checked the time and realizing I would be late if I didn't get a move on, I rushed upstairs, packed my book bag and started walking to the school. I had asked a couple people for directions to this Nami-middle and it was fairly easy to find since it was quite large and it's disciplinary committee left a large impression on people.
By the way, why didn't you tell me who I was staying with? It would have caused a lot less awkwardness, embarrassment and pain from rabid fangirls. Like seriously mama, I was in physical pain from those crazy chicks. I'll tell you about it when it comes to that part of day.
So I'm walking to school. I see three people ahead of me causing a ruckus so I walked quicker to see what was happening. The tallest boy was laughing and trying to calm the silver haired boy down who was shouting angrily. The boy who was in the middle of these two was simply ignoring the arguing after a sigh and instead talking to the baby sitting on his head. You read that right mama, he was talking to a BABY. I was genuinely worried because that either means the baby is highly intelligent or that the boy was a weirdo who talks to babies like they are adults. Worrying.
Anyway, I shook my head before noting the weird event down in my notebook so I could write you about it. The tall boy looked behind him and once we locked eyes I was super surprised as I realized who it was. As a writer in a fan fiction I read recently would say, hazel met amber and my pocky fell out of my gaping mouth.
"TAKESHI!" I ran to him and tackled him in a hug. Considering how much sports he plays and how much larger he is compared to me, I'm not surprised that he caught me easily. His friends (everyone around us actually) were super surprised. In fact, I felt glares pierce my back but just ignored it. The short one made a very retarded surprised face while the other one looked a lot less retarded with his surprised face. The baby suddenly looked innocently childlike up close but something in his look was very calculating and judging but I couldn't be sure. It was hard for me to read him.
"E-Eri-chan?" Takeshi asked in surprise before hugging back and slowly putting me down. Curse his tallness! I nodded before releasing him and taking a step back to look at him. As you know, it had been a long time since we had last seen each other and boy, had he grown. He was super tall now! Like 5'10 maybe? I remember when we were almost the same height. Can you even believe we're the same age? Like I only reach the short one's chin! Takeshi had a toned body meaning he must still be playing baseball and other sports. He had a large grin on his face but still looked as childish as he was when we first met. I whistled internally, he must have a fan club or something with his looks. I'll try send a photo of Takeshi with the next message.
Anyway, I glance over at the other three to see who they are. The baby has a suit and a cute fedora, not to mention a green chameleon on his hat. The short one had gravity defying hair and large brown eyes. When he wasn't making a retarded face, he was kind of, really, super adorable. The last one sparked my attention. He had silver hair which reached his shoulders and grayish green eyes. He was wearing his uniform delinquent style and was glaring at me as if I had just kicked his puppy. And robbed him.
Yeah, that kinda ruined his hotness. You know, the whole puppy-kicker thief glare.
"So, Eri-chan! How are you?" He said to me and of course my focus went back to him. It's a good thing I'm immune to his contagious grin or I would have been smiling like an idiot. And I don't wear idiot very well.
"I'm a lot better, thanks! What about you? Still playing baseball?" I asked.
"Yeah!" Before I could ask another question though, the baby jumped from the short boy's head and onto Takeshi's shoulders.
"Yamamoto, who is this?" He asked as he stared at me. I stared back defiantly but a little surprised that someone his age could talk so fluidly. The short boy doesn't seem so weird now. Takeshi laughed good-heartedly before me.
"This is my cousin, Erika." I raised a hand in greeting and put a milk chocolate pocky in my mouth. Don't judge me. I constantly crave chocolate okay?!
The short one smiled shyly and stuck his hand out. "I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi." I shook his hand before glancing at the other one.
He scoffed and turned away with a simple, "Gokudera Hayato." I rolled my eyes. Doesn't he remind you of someone?
"So, who's the baby? Someone's brother?" I asked.
"I'm Reborn! The world's number one hitman and Dame-Tsuna's tutor." He exclaimed before hopping back onto Sawada's amazingly fascinating hair. I nodded and just let Reborn play around. The kid has a large imagination.
Takeshi had commented on how this was the first time he saw me looking so girly in a skirt. I glared at him. Soon after that though, our small chat was stopped when I heard a deep voice.
"Why are you crowding around, herbivores? Get to class before I bite you to death." I was about to turn around to give this person a piece of my mind when Takeshi grabbed my arm and shook his head. I turned to see Sawada-san give an unmanly shriek and tell Gokudera-san that they should leave. I growled but pulled my arm away from his grip and followed them inside the school.
Once we had entered the school building and changed our shoes, Sawada-san had helpfully given me directions to the office since Takeshi was too busy having a one-sided argument with Gokudera-san.
Anyway, I got my class list and once the bell rung I waited outside my classroom, for the teacher to call me in, with a dark chocolate pocky in my mouth. It wasn't a long wait though. After about a minute, so that everyone had calmed down, she called for me and I walked into the class.
"This is our transfer student from Tokyo. Introduce yourself." She said. I turned to face the classroom. 2 boys blushed but I wasn't surprised at the lack of fanboys (I was actually impressed because I had 2 fanboys) because I admit I'm not really a feminine cutesy princess that the boys seem to like. You of all people should know mama. I mean, you are the one who is constantly nagging me about being more girly and acting sweeter.
"My name is Yamamoto Erika." After I said this the class seemed to go crazy. The girls were whispering about me, though the whispers seemed way to loud to be called whispers. Some of them were sighing in relief and talking about how lucky they were that I was only a relative and the others were wondering how we were related because I don't know why, but your genes were weaker in me so I ended up looking more like dad. If only though... Can you imagine me being tall, tanned and smiley like you and Takeshi? I would have smiled like that idiot too if that were the case.
"But you all can call me Erika-sama or Erika-hime." A bunch of surprised looks were directed my way. I couldn't help but laugh at them. Their faces were priceless, mama. Priceless. I raised my hands in a surrender gesture and said, "I kid, I kid! I hope we can all get along everyone."
I bowed before walking towards the desk that she pointed out. Classes started after I had sat down. As I was writing notes on the history of shoguns and what-not. I felt a bunch of curious stares aimed at me. I didn't even have to look behind me to tell that the majority of the class were intrigued by my sheer awesomeness because, as you know, I am extremely fluent in looks, stares and glares.
But the girl sitting next to me gave me an especially probing look. It was as if she was trying to search my soul with her eyes. Just before lunch break I had snapped. I turned to her and gave her one of the harshest glares I could muster. It wasn't a very scary glare since I wasn't angry, just irritated. But, she seemed to get the message because she made an 'o' with her mouth and turned away before quickly scribbling a note and smiling at me while she passed it over. It just said that I seemed interesting and she asked if I wanted to sit with her and her friends. She signed her name, Aoi, in really fancy cursive that made me jealous instantly.
I smirked before crossing out interesting and placing awesome above it and then I handed it back with a shake of my head. She pouted prettily and when I say prettily, I mean like sparkles and everything. You see this girl, Aoi-chan, had wavy blonde hair, which probably means she foreign, but that's not the point. She has these really sparkly, light blue eyes that are almost comically beautiful. The rest of her is pretty plain and she is sorta chubby but her eyes were so magical and her blonde hair was so well styled that I had to place her in the pretty section of the school.
So I turned my head away from the sparkly prettiness and went back to taking notes.
~~WMF~~
Fumiko laughed before sliding a piece of colored paper in as a bookmark. She stood up, skimmed through the rest of the male before putting her tea cup in the sink for later washing. For now, she had to go to work at the bakery.
A/N: Originally Chapter 1 and 2 were going to be one chapter but then I realized why post a 4,000 worded chapter when I can just post 2 different 2,000 word chapters. Well, thanks for reading and reviews are appreciated. ;P
