The mission

Name: Mayame Mayato

Age: 18

Date of Birth: May 12

Insitutions : La formazione sede mafia d'Italia

Hair: red

Eye: Glassy Red

Height: 5 ft 6'

Personality: Intelligent, confident, Prideful, Egotistical, Rude

Trainer/ Commander: Mrs. Himinata

Occupation: Mafia

Code Name: Blood

"Hello….. this is Maya Maya speaking and it's approximately seventeen hundred at the Mafioso headquarters today on August the 23. I am recording this from the lounge area awaiting my major mission to be a 'S' ranked Mafia today. Beside me I have-"

"Oi, Blood san, can you please put away that tape recorder"

Mayame sighed and pushed her tape recorder in her knapsack.

"How long will you keep carrying that thing around?" She asked watching Mayame as she placed the recorder in the knapsack zipping it up.

"I don't know double d 40" Mayame replied to large breast commander.

She immediately went red and smacked the teen in her head causing the girl to grunt in pain, "HOW MANY TIMES DID I TELL YOU TO STOP CALLING ME THAT! Cut it out already!"

"Ouch" Mayame said rubbing her head turning to her sighing, "I'll stop calling you that when you stop calling me 'blood'" She emphasized on the word showing how disgusted she was with the nick name.

"You've been called that from you were a little girl" Himinata replied folding her arms.

"But I'm eighteen now- I'm basically an adult I've grown out of that" She whined to her boss, poking her boob with her pen

"Eighteen and going to get and hit if you don't cut it out!"

Mayame paused and turned to her smiling "I don't want to, when i do this there is an electronic collaboration of the atoms inside reacting to the force of pen due to the exertion of vibration causing the fat to remotely move as a result in other words...it jiggles."

Cue eyebrow twitch.

"I FOLLOW YOU TO COLLECT YOUR MISSION WHEN I COULD BE DOING OTHER THINGS AND THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT ME!"

"hn"

Frustrated, she pulled the pen from Mayame and threw it in the bin beside the seat.

Mayame looked at the bin then himinata bak at the bin then to her. She sighed and turned to look around in the lounge. She knew she was looking forward to this and always worked hard for it, but why was she not feeling the mood for it now. Maybe it was because of the truth behind 'The Final Test' that all Mafioso in Italy feared when training. It was that one test that you had to pass that always turned out to be some ridiculous mission.

Some people were sent as far away as to India, Mexico even the Caribbean while others were sent to other places in Europe. The mission might sound easy, like for instance one of double d 40's co-workers (Clears throat) I mean Himanita's co-worker, was sent on a mission to collect sap from a cotton tree in Moscow. Sound's easy, right? Except she returned with one leg a poisonous snake bite and cardiac injuries not to mention a missing tongue. They always had some hidden trap in stored for you, and that's what most Mafioso feared. You never know when they might attack you, whether by your own men or other people or traps. Another thing was the missions would sometimes last an hour while some lasted up to 2 years.

When she was younger she was ecstatic and happy looking forward to this in gaining what she wanted but now-now, she didn't want any of it, not one bit-

Wait...no no no no no no no. What am I saying! I must feel good about this. I have worked for this from I was young. I need to do this. I need to be strong. I must strive for excellence and become the world's greatest female Mafia woman! I will do it and make my family proud, I will- Mayame Mayato i order you to get out of this sluggish mood and put your shit together!

"Mayame Mayato san?" A woman said coming out of a room with a folder in her hand. Mayame gulped.

Damn it- so much for an inspirational speech

Mayame stood to her feet and briskly made her way over to the woman. She acknowledged her and lead her into the room. Mayame took one last look on her boss before turning around to enter the room where she'd be given…..her final test.

3 hours later

"Wha-wha-what!" Mayame could hardly believe it. Her mouth fell to the ground and her face beamed red as she stood in front of the five men who were in charge of the final test.

The one who seemed to be in charge spoke again.

"It is just as we said Mayame. Your grades for Academics and Fighting are very good. You knowledge on weaponry, planning, attacking and combat is exceptional, however, it is not in our interest."

The other man beside him spoke.

Ouuuur interest? What do u mean by our?

"Very little time do we find students like yourselves in the mafia headquarters training center that are from very élite families, so at a chance like this there is no way we cannot give you this mission" He said fixing his glasses.

Another spoke, he sounded proud and brave and seemed very self-contained and knowledgeable of what he was doing.

"We are Mafia. We will not put aside an advantage like this; you are 18 years old and perfectly normal for this mission young lady!" He said sternly causing her to flinch in the seat.

Mayame held down her head. A twitching smile on her lips as she chuckled to herself. I understand what you are saying, but I do not see how this mission will bring me any close to become a world top mafia person

"Like I said," The one in middle started again picking up a sheet of paper, repeating Mayame's new-found nightmare,

"Mayame Mayato, this is your mission: You are given 10 months in advance to go to Japan with the mission and aim to seduce the 10th Vongola's cloud guardian, Kyoya Hibari"

Mayame mentally passed out, was this even real! Three months ago I turned 18, and as I gained my freedom it already ended. I JUST TURNED 18- only to find out I'll have to s-s-s-s-suduce a person. As in h-have sex, get married, have b-b-b-b-b-baibies. Just to benefit the Mafiso I must seduce some person! Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!

This. Is. Completely. Not. Classified!