DISCLAIMER

DISCLAIMER

I do not claim to have created Katekyo Hitman Reborn and its characters.

I do claim to have created my own characters.

- Target 1 -

The Prediction

Italy…

The dark clouds were illuminated by the bring glow of the full moon. The young man stood by his window. He had a handsome face, with short black hair. But his eyes were menacing and his lips curled into a devious smile.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in…"

A man of the same age walked in, his long brown hair tied up.

"Boss, it has started."

"Ah, let's go Alvise Lombardi."

"Yes, Tiziano Costa, sir."

The two men walked into a room deep under the ground. An old man in white robes stood in the middle of the cold round room. The stone floors were frosty against his bare feet, the soles started to burn. His bald head tilted backwards in an awkward position that it looked as if his neck was broken. The black of his eyes were rolled back that only the whites shone. It was a dark room, and the only source of light was from the lit candles surrounding it.

Tiziano Costa sat in the only chair there was available, facing the old man. There were other men in matching black suits as the two men who had just entered, circling the old man in silence. Alvise took his position standing by Tiziano's right side.

Harsh gurgling sound came from the old man's open mouth. Tiziano fidgeted in his chair as he waited for the next move.

"Vong… Vongola rings…" His voice was deep and hoarse as the old man spoke.

No one spoke. Everybody waited.

"The guardians… K-Kill…"

Suddenly the old was on his knees, sweat laced his face.

"Kills the Vongola guardians…" he continued. His voice less deep now, but he took his air faster. "They will be the reason of your fall."

o o o

In the corner of a dark room, a teenage girl sat while she hugged her knees. Her grey eyes seemed blank and distant as she rocked herself softly. Her unkempt long black hair was wild around her slim face and her body was full of old, healed scars.

The purposed of the plain grey walls were to minimize any form of comfort or gratification but to her, the dull color was a blessing. It was in these plain walls which surround her that she found her solace. There was nothing in the room except a bed in which she seldom sleeps on, a table and chair. The small room and mediocre furnishing granted no possibility of new imagination to fuel from. But she didn't feel as if she needed imaginations, fantasies or even fake memories. Not when she couldn't even remember the old ones locked up inside her. Whenever she tried to remember something, anything at all, her head would ache. Digging into her own brain proved exhausting but there wasn't much she could do when she's in here.

The only time she was let out from her prison was when she was needed for an errand. And it was only once, and in that one time she had gained a new memory. A new memory that was haunting. The dark circles under her eyes proved that she avoided the nightmare as much as she could.

She blinked, and stood up suddenly. The chain that bounded her leg and the bed chinked. She looked at her heavy anklet and sighed. She picked up a cigarette from her table and lit it up.

Sharply, she inhaled the poison.

"I wonder why they chain me. It's not like I'm going to run away. I don't have any place to go to anyways."

She sat back on the floor, her eyes moved to the matching metal bangle on her wrist.

"Who am I?"

o o o

"How would you like to proceed, sir?" Alvise asked. They were back in the room, and Tiziano was back to starring at the dark sky. The moon was overpowered by darkness now.

"How else? We kill them and get their rings." Tiziano replied softly, still looking outside.

"I will send out our elite –"

"No."

"No?"

"No. I don't want to take any chances."

"But they have done the job so far," Alvise said.

"Yes. Those we've killed or manipulated to get this far, are easy for our elite. But these new guardians, who are merely teenagers, managed to defeat their own elite assassination squad, the Varia. And I don't want to take any chances; we're going to have to use her."

"Her?!"

"Yes, her."

"But she's only done one job so far!" Alvise protested.

"And I think only she can manage this quickly,"

"If you say so," Alvise sighed. "I'll go get her."

o o o

"Who am I?" She asked herself out loud.

"You're nothing but a useless cunt…"

"Alvise…" She looked up, to the rows of metal rod that divided her room and the freedom she pretty much don't desire.

Alvise sighed and place his right hand in a black pad fitted near the metal prison door. It beeped and a red laser light scanned his palm. The red light on the black pad turned green and the metal rods began to go up one by one.

"Urgh. Would you look at yourself?" Alvise said, as he entered her area. "The boss wants to see you."

Her eyes grew wide. Not another errand. "No."

"No?" Alvise asked, and kicked her without warning.

She winced in pain.

"Yeah. That's what you deserve for being a delinquent."

He grabbed on her ankle and twisted it harshly to reach the similar black pad only this time it fit his thumb perfectly. She growled, her eyes were menacing as she stared at him. Suddenly, she winced in pain, grabbing her wrist where the metal bangle was.

"Hah! Don't think you can do as you wish here!" Alvise sneered as the chain fell off from her ankle.

Her breathing grew hard as the pain from her wrist subside.

"Get up, bitch!" Alvise grinned, as he pulled her up from her hair.

She didn't voice out her pain, instead she reluctantly followed what she was asked to do. Alvise grabbed her arm and pulled her out. All the way to see the boss, she kept her silence. Even if she was in pain as Alvise's grasp was quite strong. Soon, after passing through confusing halls and secret doors, they arrived in the boss' office.

Alvise pushed her in the middle of the room. "Here she is, sir."

"Ah." Tiziano smiled at her. "I have a job for you."

"But, I don't-"

But she didn't get to finish her sentence as Alvise had smacked her head from behind.

"You were saying?" Tiziano smiled still.

"N-Nothing."

"I'm sure you could do your big brother a favor," Tiziano continued. "We may not be real flesh and blood but I have been taking care of you, keeping you alive and with that you owe me your life."

"Y-Yes, sir."

"That's a good girl. Now, you're going to Japan…" Tiziano said as he handed her seven headshot pictures.

She looked at the pictures.

"Get the rings and then kill them."

"How?" She looked up to him.

"Do whatever you must."

Japan…

"Reborn!" Sawada Tsunayoshi, a young teenage boy cried out to his home tutor. "There's so much school work to do!"

"You've been training a lot lately, and your school work keeps piling up. You need to balance between training and school," the home tutor replied.

Reborn, an Arcobaleno, is a member of the group of the seven strongest infant. He may still be a toddler but his skills surpass any grown men alive. Dressed in a black suit, he has a yellow pacifier hanging over his neck. A green chameleon sits on his fedora.

"It's your fault that my school work keeps piling up!" Tsuna replied, exasperatedly.

"Don't talk too much!" Reborn jumped up to Tsuna giving him a harsh smack on the head.

"Why… Why is this happening to me…" Tsuna wailed.

"Because you are going to be the tenth boss of the Vongola family," Reborn said matter-of-factly.

"I never agreed to be a mafia!" Tsuna screamed.

"Tenth!"

"Eh? Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna turned his attention to a silver-haired boy, taller than Tsuna himself, standing in his door way. Gokudera Hayato, was the transfer student from Italy. He had a punk style going on with rings and chains decorating him. But despite his looks, he's a very smart student. He is always aspiring to be Tsuna's right hand man.

"Haha! Yo, Tsuna!" A boy even taller than Hayato stood by him in the door. His short black hair was up in a messy spiked up style.

"Yamamoto!"

"Why are you here, baseball idiot?" Hayato growled.

"The kid called me over," Yamamoto Takeshi replied happily. Takeshi is the star athlete of the school and has always been blessed with a cool personality.

"Tsuna-san! Tsuna-kun!"

"H-Haru! K-Kyoko-chan!" Tsuna stammered at the two girls who suddenly appeared in his room.

Miura Haru, a girl with brown hair tied up to a pony tail, stood next to Sasagawa Kyoko, a girl with orange bobbed hair who Tsuna has a crush on.

"W-What are you all doing here?" Tsuna looked at them, confused.

"I called them over," Reborn replied.

"Let's do our school work together, tenth!" Hayato replied with full enthusiasm.

"That's right, Tsuna-kun," Kyoko agreed. "You have been busy with the sumo wrestling event, so we're here to help."

Tsuna stood there, overwhelmed and speechless. You guys…

"Come on, Tsuna-san!" Haru said joyfully.

"Let's do our best!" Takeshi chimed in.

o o o

"Itadakimasu!" Everyone chimed before they dug into their food.

"Thank you for having us!" Kyoko said.

"Oh, it's always a pleasure to have you guys over for dinner," Tsuna's mother, Sawada Nana or better known as Mama, replied with a big smile.

"Lambo! Don't take I-Pin's food!" I-Pin said.

I-Pin is an assassin toddler from Hong Kong who does not understand the Japanese language. Lambo, is a hitman toddler from a different family but has been under Tsuna and Mama's care for quite a while now.

"Lambo! Don't steal other people's food!" Fuuta sighed. Fuuta is a young boy who has ranks people based on their abilities. It is due to this that Fuuta retains enormous amounts of knowledge about everyone. He has been under Tsuna's care ever since other mafia family wants to get a hold of Fuuta's knowledge.

Bianchi, Hayato's half sister, was feeding Reborn.

Tsuna smiled at the whole scene. It seemed only yesterday that we were fighting for those Vongola rings. I'm glad everything's back to normal. Eh? Godukera-kun seems to be fine… Ah… Bianchi is wearing her goggles to the dinner table today. Weird, but I guess it works fine.

Bianchi is a beautiful young hitman who's famous for her poison cooking. When they were small, Bianchi has always used Hayato as one of her guinea pig for her poison cooking experiments and even now when they're grown up, just looking at her face makes him ill. Only when her face is obstructed by accessories, does Hayato manage to avoid it all.

"Lambo-kun, I-Pin-chan, when you're full, you should go to bed," Mama said. "Lambo should rest up for now, even if you're well."

"Yes, Mama." I-Pin replied.

"Lambo-san will go to bed first!" Lambo said, jumping from his seat and ran outside from the kitchen.

"Lambo!" I-Pin squeaked before chasing after him.

"Oh my," Mama giggled. "Just leave everything, I will clean up."

"We'll help," Kyoko said.

"Yes, Haru will clean up too!" Haru replied.

"Thank you!" Mama smiled.

"I'll help too," Takeshi offered.

"W-What!" Hayato stammered. "I will be the one who get this table clean in no time!"

Everyone helped Mama clean up when everyone's done but by the time, they cleaned everything, it was time for Hayato, Takeshi, Haru and Kyoko to go home.

"Hahi!" Haru panicked. "We enjoyed ourselves too much, we lost track of time to help you Tsuna-san!"

"Oh, we're sorry, Tsuna-kun." Kyoko said.

"It's fine!" Tsuna replied. "I c-can do it by myself." Uwaa. I'm not going to get any sleep tonight!

"Sorry, Tsuna, but I got to get back to my old man." Takeshi said apologetically.

"My apologies, tenth!" Hayato said. "I wasn't of much help!"

"Leave it to me! I will help him." Reborn said, assuring Tsuna's friends.

"That's great! We'll see you tomorrow in school then, Tsuna!" Takeshi bid farewell.

"Tenth! I know you can do it!" Hayato said.

"Tsuna-san! Believe in yourself!" Haru added.

"Tsuna-kun, do your best, yea?" Kyoko smiled.

Tsuna smiled. Yes, everything is back to normal…

o o o

Reborn woke up in the middle of night only to see Tsuna had fallen asleep at his study table. He had a sledge hammer in his tiny hands and contemplated on whether he should wake him up or not. But he decided not to. You have done well…

So, he decided to get himself something to drink instead, before he continued his sleep. The house was quiet, everyone was fast asleep.

Well, everyone accept, Bianchi. Reborn noticed Bianchi sitting outside on the veranda.

"Bianchi…"

"Reborn…"

"What is it?" Reborn asked.

"I don't know. Something just doesn't feel right…" Bianchi replied. The full moon was shining brightly and the clouds stood still. Bianchi touched her shoulder where a scorpion tattoo was displayed.

Back in Italy…

Japan… I've never been to Japan… She thought, feeling both excited and uneasy about the whole thing.

She was now back in the prison cell they call her room, her leg chained back to the bed. She knew what she had to do, but she wasn't content about it at all. But killing people was her job; that is what Tiziano had told her. If so, why doesn't this feel right? And why can't I remember my past?

Every time she had the chance to ask, all Tiziano would reply, "You're a hitman, but why should you remember your past when your future is with me?"

Then she would remain quiet.

Tiziano knows about her past, she was sure of it. But he has no intention of let her know. The only thing she remembered was waking up in this room and being introduced to her so called savior, Tiziano Costa.

"Lia. Lia Luigi… That would be your name until the mission is over…" Tiziano had said earlier.

Until now, she couldn't even remember her own name. Even when under Tiziano's care, they had never given her a name, until now.

"You will leave for Japan in a couple of days. I've arranged your legal papers and I'll only send you at the starting point. For there on, you'll have to manage alone; with what you have, you will know what to do." Tiziano had told her.

"With what I have…"

"If you screw up, and they don't kill you first - we will kill you. If you succeed, your reward will be your past…"

She sighed and reluctantly dozed off to sleep.

Author's Comment

Please review and tell me what you think. It would certainly help me with the flow of this story.