Chapter 1: Sawada Natsuki (That's Me, By The Way)

I've been waiting forever to make it to Japan! Finally! It's been, like, YEARS since I've seen my adorable little brother and my sweet, caring mother. I'm sure they missed me too. I mean, Tsuna and I are like the closest siblings can be, even though I've been studying overseas for almost four years.

Our dad's been gone too, but honestly, who cares about him? Unlike Sawada Iemitsu, our no-good-oil-man father, I actually wrote home like, three times a month. For FOUR YEARS.

So, anyway, the plane has finally landed and I can practically smell the salty sea in the breeze! Okay, so the airport is nowhere near the sea, and it smells more like exhaust from the plane and stale air, but whatever.

I go through all the plane crap (passport, baggage, whatever) and finally, FINALLY, I see my adorable, clumsy, no-good brother waiting for me at the pick-up place.

"TSUUUUUUNAAAAA!" I shrieked like a little girl, wrapping my arms around him. He was so skinny and short and clumsy and cuuuuuuuuuuute!

"Ooof, uh, hi, onee-chan." Tsuna said, slightly embarrassed. "You've grown taller."

"And you haven't grown at all."

"Oh, gee, thanks."

A bunch of guys were totally checking me out, but I ignored them. I'm not going to deny I look pretty cute with my tiny nose and mouth, long brown hair, and big brown eyes. Not that I care, or anything. I'm not the kind of girl that stares at herself in the mirror every ten seconds.

"You've gotten prettier, onee-chan." Tsuna noted.

"Obviously, my darling, beloved little bro. 'Cause I'm faaaaaabulous!" I sang the last word out. Musicals rock. I should break out into a song right now, in the middle of the airport, like a flash mob or something.

"Don't be so loud, it's embarrassing!" Tsuna begged. Scaredy-cat. Suddenly, his arm was twisted behind his back. "Owowowowowow!" He hollered in pain, almost going down to his knees.

"Don't treat women disrespectfully, Tsuna." Came this adorable super-squeaky baby voice. Behind him popped out the cutest little guy ever, with a chameleon resting on the brim of his fedora (I want one of those) and some spectacular sideburns.

"Hey there, what's your name?" I asked in those super-sweet cutesy voices you use when talking to babies or toddlers.

Suddenly, the chameleon jumps into his hand and morphs into a gun, which is pointing into my face. "Please don't use that voice with me."

"Whoops, my bad." I say in my normal voice. "Eeeh?" Tsuna stammered. "I thought you said not to treat women disrespectfully!"

"Tsuna, who is this?" This really cute guy (not that I'm into him, because he only looks like 14 and that's totally creepy, considering I'm like 22 years old) steps up, tapping a baseball bat on his shoulder.

"Eh, this is my sister, Natsuki." Tsuna says, gesturing to me. "I thought you guys might like to see her, that's why I asked you to come."

"Awww, Tsuna, is he your frieeeeeend?" How adorable. I remember back when I was still living with mom and Tsuna, and he was such a little loser (I'm saying this affectionately, so shut up) so he didn't have friends. And his friend was cute!

"Nice to meet you, I'm Yamamoto Takeshi." Yamamoto extended his hand, and I shook it. Gentlemanly! "I didn't even know Tsuna had a sister."

"You never mentioned it?" I smirked at him, and he flushed. "It never came up….."

"Tenth!" Some guy with silver hair and some badass rings on his fingers ran up. He saw me and protectively placed himself in front of Tsuna, sticks of dynamite appearing from out of nowhere. "Who are you?" He demanded.

"G-Gokudera-kun! This is my sister, Natsuki!" Tsuna explained quickly, giving me a Sorry he does this a lot look. Fine with me. It's kind of cute how protective the Gokudera guy was. Also, rebellious guys are so awesome these days.

"S-sister?" He looked shocked, then quickly bowed so low I thought he might snap in half. "P-please forgive my rudeness, onee-san!"

"It's okay, Gokudera-kun. No harm done," I said in my ultra-cool, dark voice of mysteriousness.

Two adorable girls came up, followed by this really loud guy who had white hair. The girls introduced themselves as Miura Haru (slightly air headed, but she's totally in love with my Tsuna, so whatever) and Sasagawa Kyoko (Tsuna's totally into her, I can tell). The crazy extreme guy was her brother Sasagawa Ryohei.

Anyway, after greeting me and all that, they had to leave for several reasons. Gokudera looked like he wanted to stay, but then this gorgeous Italian girl called Bianchi showed up and he turned all green and frozen and had to crawl away in panic. Turns out she's his sister.

"Love your tats," I said, admiring her tattoo of a scorpion.

"Thank you." She said in perfect Japanese. "Love your earrings." My skull earrings were pretty awesome.

"Girl, we've got to go shopping or something."

Later, as we were heading home, I learned that the baby guy was called Reborn and he was a toddler assassin that became Tsuna's home tutor to make him into the next Vongola Family's leader.

"Oh, cool. Good job, Tsuna, way to get initiative."

"You're not freaked out at ALL? It took me weeks to get my head around it, and I still don't want to be a part of this!" Tsuna yelped.

"I've been studying in Italy for four years, Tsuna." I waved my hand dismissively. "I know all about mafia and those stuff. Strange, though, since when are you related to the Vongola Primo-whatever?"

"We can explain that later." Reborn said, sitting on Bianchi's shoulder.

"What I think is weird is that a baby and a woman were once lovers." I said.

"I'm not a baby, I'm an Arcobaleno and a hitman."

"Oh, my apologies."

We reached our house and the door opened. "Natsu-chan!" Mom squealed.

"Kaa-san!" I squealed, running into her arms. "I missed you soooo much!"

"Come in quickly, I'll make you something to eat, you must be starving!" She ushered us all in.

Tsuna introduced me to two other kids, I-Pin (who was so sweet despite not being able to speak any Japanese) and Lambo (the most annoying cow I've ever met). Also, this super-adorable boy called Fuuta arrived, and apparently he can rank just about anything in the world. He ranked me as the number 3 prettiest mafia-person in the world, which was rather flattering, even though I had no idea I was in the mafia. Whatever, it's totally awesome.

Just as Tsuna was sitting down for dinner, something on a long chain around his neck fell forward. I peered closer. It was a beautiful ring.

"Hey, since when did you wear bling, Tsuna?"

"W-what? I don't!" Tsuna stammered, quickly grabbing the ring and stuffing it back into his shirt before I could say anymore.

What the heck was he hiding from me?