Disclaimer: I don't own KHR.
In my first life I was born to an Italian mother and a French father, however I grew up in America; nothing really stood out from my life. My parents were divorced after my sister was born and we were raised by my mother's parents barely ever talking to our birth givers; raised in a house with three of my cousins and trying to keep to myself away from their crazy antics was an everyday occurrence. I did excellent in school without even trying, I isolated myself from people and only had one friend whom I shared a rather dysfunctional relationship with, and I was always absorbed with reading or watching anime. It was a rather boring existence but it was fine with me because I really liked the quiet and playing with my animals away from everyone else. So when I died I couldn't really say I was sad, I mean I had already lived for 23 years which may not seem like a lot to most people but for me it was okay, I would miss some things like my sister and my pets but everything dies at some point so I just accepted it. Unfortunately for me I didn't get to stay dead, because as soon as I felt a horrible pain in my head I felt like I was being squeezed to death, everything got tighter and tighter until I was free; held in huge hands and freezing cold I screamed and screamed while people spoke in the background. When I was finally wrapped up in a blue blanket I tried to look around but everything was blurry.
"Beautiful, he's so beautiful darling." I heard a woman's voice right by my face so I just assumed that she's my new mother, and that I'm a boy now apparently. Awesome… No menstrual cycle.
"Yes he looks just like you Astrid, what will you name him?" I started listening closer and it was a good thing I learned Italian in my last life or I would be so lost.
"Valentine, Valentine Alexander." I could hear the smile in her voice when she said it, but then she started cooing at me; maybe I was making a weird face? Nah people are just weird around babies.
"Good choice dear, I'm sorry I wish I could stay longer but I've got to get back to work." He sounded upset; I guess he doesn't like his job. "It's alright Felix I understand. I love you." I could hear kissing sounds and I made some kind of squeaking noise when I felt a finger touch my face.
"Protect your mother while I'm gone bambino, I love you both." I didn't know how to handle these emotions rising up when they were talking to each other; my other parents practically hated one another and were always fighting. So I just let out some coo's and closed my eyes, unfortunately for me I was a baby and I fell asleep almost instantly.
The first few years of my life were just horrible, having to breastfed, wearing diapers, not being able to talk to get my point across, let me just say that I really hate crying and making loud noises. I decided I didn't want to be seen as a prodigy or anything like that so I just played it cool and let myself "mature" at a slightly above average rate; by the time I was walking and talking I found out I had once again been born into a French/Italian family except this time my Italian father was a part of the mafia. Maybe I should have freaked out but I didn't really care, actually it was kind of cool.
When I first saw myself I was a little surprised to be honest, since I never got my hair cut it was a little long and made me look like a girl. I had big heterochromatic eyes, one was green and the other blue, pale skin, and platinum white hair. Growing up as a Mafioso's son was a little stifling, I was always in classes teaching me languages, math, literature, history and all kinds of martial arts and weapons training; when I wasn't training I was being followed by members of the familgia for "protection".
Academics wise I was always a good student, however I was a little lazy so my teachers did have a hard time teaching me martial arts; that laziness didn't apply to weapons training though because even in my previous life I was fascinated with weapons. Knives, swords, guns, even traps and planning I was always paying very close attention. I found out I was in the KHR universe when I was eight years old, an enemy family raided our base and a lot of the members on both sides were using dying will flames; I promptly freaked the fuck out. After the raid ended I was told my father was dead, even though I hadn't seen him much I was still sad; the next year I trained harder than ever to unlock my flames, it turned out I had mist and cloud flames with the mist flames on the stronger side. Training with illusions was hard and I did all I could to make sure I had a stable mind so as not to get lost in my own illusions.
Even though training sucked I did enjoy playing pranks on the family whenever I could, as a smaller familgia we didn't have many mist users so I almost always got in trouble for it until I said it was just for practice. When I was thirteen my mother died in an accident, I was devastated at her funeral and avoided everyone after that; I wouldn't talk to them or interact with the familgia at all until one day the Don called me to his office and told me he was sending me to some relatives of my mother's side of the family in Japan.
Two weeks later I was living with the Hibari's in Nammimori, Japan. Kyoya was a few years older than me and I realized I was the same age as the main character Tsuna; I could just feel my quiet life going down the drain and falling into the depths of hell already. I tried to console myself; at least I had some time before the actual plot starts. It didn't work.
My first day at school was starting today and to be honest I was a little nervous, in this life I was always homeschooled so I was never really around kids my age. I checked myself in the mirror, my platinum hair had two small braids starting at my temples that were pulled up into a high ponytail with the rest of my hair, I stood tall at five foot eleven, my uniform clung to my lean muscles and my dual colored eyes shined in the morning light. I guess I was ready. Walking down the street I looked around at my new town, taking note of street names and thinking of nothing important when I walked into someone, looking down I saw a small body and brown hair.
"Ah, sorry about that are you alright?" I held my hand out for the kid to pull him up, but when he turned his face up to me I had to clamp down on the urge to blush. He was so adorable, big brown eyes were slightly teary and his hair looked soft and fluffy, he was just staring at me so I grabbed his arms and pulled him up off the ground. He let out a quiet Hiiieee and I finally realized that this was Tsuna. "I-I-I'm f-fine. Ano a-are you ok-okay?" He looked to the side with a blush on his face and I couldn't help but smile at his cuteness.
"Don't worry about me I'm fine, my name's Alexander Valentine what's yours?" I still held him by the shoulder as I turned him around to walk with me to the school. "It's S-Sawada Tsunayoshi but you can call me Tsuna." I just hmm'd and smiled at him. "Then call me Valentine alright? After all friends call each other by their first names right?"
He looked up at me with hopeful eyes and I swallowed my throat suddenly dry. "F-friend, you want to be m-my friend?" I just nodded at him as we walked into the school. "Of course, you'll be my first friend. I have to go to the office to get my schedule though so I'll see you later alright Tsuna?" He nodded his head dazedly and I pat his shoulder once before walking away from him. Jeeze they really downplayed his cuteness in the manga, he looks like an adorable little bunny.
After I got my schedule I stood outside my classroom, the teacher told me to wait while he introduced me. "Come in now." I opened the door and stood at the front of the room, looking at the students in class I saw all the girls were already blushing and some of the guys too. Ah the joys of being androgynous. "My name is Alexander Valentine, I moved here from Italy and I hate loud people and I like my personal space. Please treat me well." I bowed slightly and looked to the teacher, he pointed to a seat in the back of the room and I made my way there ignoring the children's whispers. I waved to Tsuna when I passed by him but other than that I just sat down. I could tell I was going to be bothered at the first break so I mentally prepared myself. I could do this.