Tsunami ''Tsuna'' Sawada stared up at the ceiling as she listened to the loud thumping of her drunken father's footsteps as he approached her room. Her heart thudding in her chest as her dad drew closer and closer to her. Today had to be the most horrible day in the history of horrible days. Because today had been the day of her mother's funeral- something that had just given her dad another reason to drink himself senseless.

Leaving her to her own vices. Again...

But then being left alone was nothing new to her. The abuse she suffered when her dad came home each day from work drunk however was. It wasn't bad enough that she suffered phychological abuse, but in recent years her father had started adding physical abuse to her daily routines.

Things had gotten so bad that her mother had lost her will to continue living and had hung herself two days prior after Tsuna had gone to school. It would have been better if she had gone from room to room and killed all of us before killing herself. Tsuna thought as she rolled over onto her side and tried to block out the thumping of her dad's large feet on the hardwood floor.

At least then her father would wind up in hell and she and her mother wouldn't have been seperated in such a cruel way.

The footsteps stopped right outside her bedroom door and Tsuna slowly sat up in bed, her shoulder length chestnut brown hair hanging in her face as she imagined her dad reaching out and grasping the doorknob in his hand and jumped a little when the door rattled violently. "Tsuna...open the door." Her father's slurred words were softly spoken. Coaxing.

Did he really think her such an idiot that she would let him in after he had drunk god knows how much? For heaven's sake, she knew him! She knew more than anyone what he was like when he was drunk.

"No."

There was a loud bang. As if her dad had just hit her bedroom door with his fist or something. But the door was thick and sturdy and it wouldn't come down for anything less that a screw driver or an ax. Hopefully her dad was too inebriated to realize that though.

There was another loud bang, this one rattling her door in an alarming way that made her heart leap up into her throat and stay there for a moment as her dad tried again.

"Come on Tsuna... Open the door for daddy."

Tsuna shifted on the bed and bared her teeth at the door as she thought, Drop dead, fucker. As she slowly but steadily made her way to the window and slid it open. The day may have been over but it was in no way dark outside just yet, meaning that she had enough light to run away and find a place to crash for the night.

Slipping outside as quietly as an assassin was a skill that she had taught herself when she had to retreat from her home. It was something that she prided herself on. Sort of like how she sort of prided herself on how her dad had never really managed to catch on to her little 'escapes' from the house when he was in one of his moods.

Straightening her spine she caught a glimpse of a sleek black car parked across the street from her house and wondered who it belonged to. No one in the neighborhood made the kind of money the car cost- Could it be the car of some gang member seeking to expand his or her territory? Well, whoever the car belonged too, it was none of her buisness.

Jumping down from her perch on top of the pourch roof, she hit the sidewalk in the front yard hard and nearly fell before she could stop herself. Her ankles and legs aching from the high jump, she took a second to rub her hands on her pants legs when she heard a loud crash followed by the sound of glass shattering in the house and took off running as fast as she could a mere moment before her dad came tearing out of the house roaring her name as loud as he could. "Tsunami!"

So much for not being discovered.