Stuck in the KHR! World

A Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Fanfiction

by Murasaki Argenteria


1. Never Trust a Witch Giving Surveys...

Another day, another pile of goddamn stress to deal with...

An eighteen year old girl sighed, shouldering the messenger bag she'd been using since her backpack (which she'd been using for nearly eight years already) had died. The poor –but sturdy- thing, it had always shifted the weight to make it all more manageable, not to mention comfortable. The strap had also never dug into her shoulders…

Her High School Guidance Councilor had been right; getting a double-major was hard work! But, she refused to be daunted. True, she sometimes wanted to scream, and yell, and… well, just have a Xanxus tantrum (though she knew that it would be for the best in the long run)…

Unfortunately, though, not even a full year into college and she was already feeling the strain. Surprisingly, though, she had turned eighteen in College unlike most, and had, somehow (note the 'somehow'), managed to graduate from High School with the rest of her class…

There had, after all, been a rather close call with her Science Credits (she quite literally failed at any and practically all things scientific, unlike her absolute favorite science character –well, only one, if she didn't cloud Shouichi and Spanner, though they're more mechanics than scientists, so they really don't count in that department- in Katekyo Hitman Reborn!, Verde). But, she had managed somehow pass that subject anyways.

So here she was, walking, in the direction of her College's Dorms, down the busy city streets. Her roommate, though –and quite surprisingly- had ended up being someone she had known from the net. Shocking, wasn't it?

Fou, though, as she liked to be called, was just one of two of her closest friends. The redheaded female could only measure up to second place next to her best friend –who was almost like a sister to her. (She barely kept in touch with her other friends, though, seeing as they had just… well, they had all just ended up 'drifting apart' somehow…)

'Heann' was the nickname of her best-friend-slash-almost-sister, but she –along with Fou- was just as odd as the person currently making her way 'home'.

Unfortunately, though, for said girl, the day had not been going too well. She had forgotten to turn in two of her major assignments, and she just knew she was going to have to go through hell to try to make the work –and the grades- up. Still, that was just what she got for being so lazy, she thought with a sigh, what with watching anime and reading manga (or fanfiction) all night, and being such a procrastina- no, a perfectionist, she amended before she realized that she had been trying to justify her actions… to herself

She sighed.

Life just really sucked right now...

Oh, how she wished she could be a character in one of her favorite series! Like, say, KHR! -but alas, that was but a pipe dream. No one could go into the world they wanted -it was just plain impossible, after all…

Well, unless they were in a dream -or a fanfiction- or something...


A rather nondescript and supposedly old woman stood on the side of the street with the pretense of handing out surveys, when, really, she was actually searching for a good vi-err… target. Someone that had a pure enough soul, that they could be eligible to be chosen as one of the very few that could get their wish granted by her -and with no cost to the wish-maker, no less.

Most ignored the woman, though –or just outright refused. But, as she continued to hand the papers out, she caught a glimpse of one eligible soul…

And it was a girl; the child looked as if she had just come out of the 'awkward adolescent' stage, and had short onyx hair that framed her thoughtful, yet apathetic, looking face, and barely hid the bit of baby fat that just refused to leave the youth's body. She also had dark, chocolate brown irises that seemed almost to melt into her pupils, the color was so far. A flash of light that shone directly into her face changed that perception, though, as it caused her irises to turn an almost tannish-gold color, as her pupils contracted because of the second-long flash of light.

The young woman (for she surely couldn't be considered a girl now that she was eighteen?) wasn't very pretty, though she couldn't be considered ugly, either. In fact, she looked almost like another average Joe –or, rather, Jane (despite her obviously Asian background, which was odd in and of itself, as Asians typically stood out more)- with all the worldly troubles of any College Freshman, and perhaps more

She could see the stress hidden within the girl's almost dull, dark eyes quite clearly, and easily, as well as a wish –no, a need- for something that she was not yet even conscious of…

It was a wish that she could grant, the aging woman thought, a rather peculiar smile forming itself on her features. After all, she was required to use her 'abilities' (powers, more like, really) to grant at least one –or two, on the off occasion- lucky soul's wish every century or so, depending. Her sort of 'power' didn't come without a price, after all…

"Excuse me, Miss, could I possibly take just a bit of your time…?" she started, making her voice waver not unlike that of the old woman she was masquerading she called out to the prospective soul, her smile widening mentally –there was just the matter of that small test to see if she was worthy, of course, but after that…?

After that, she would be able to go home and relax for yet another century, using her powers as she wished, and for what reasons she wished.

Whether for good, or bad...


"Excuse me, Miss, but could I possibly take just a bit of your time...?" asked a kindly looking old lady, her crinkled, and pale -almost sightless looking- blue-grey eyes filled with a wisdom she could only possibly try to fathom.

"Eh? Oh, uhm, sure...?" she answered, blinking in confusion when she realized that the woman had been talking to her. She really didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment (which could partly attribute to the reason as to why she looked so much plainer today –as it had been a partly unconscious choice on her part), but she really wasn't quite rude –or brave- enough to just turn and walk away from someone after she had already answered, and when they had called out to her specifically.

"Why yes, dearie~ Would you mind filling out a little survey for me?" she asked, a small smile revealing teeth that were still white and pristine even after who knew how many years…

"Oh, sure… I guess," she blinked, accepting the form from the kindly old woman. "Uhm… do you… have a pencil…?" she asked rather apologetically –and sheepishly. Her voice was quiet and, somehow, calm (serene, almost). "I'm… afraid I don't have anything to write with at the moment," she confessed once she had realized that she was completely out of writing utensils. (Her pen had actually just died on her… of all the miserable luck.)

She had always been sort of shy around those she didn't know, even now –in fact, even around people she didknow, she could still be quite shy.

The woman just seemed to smile a bit more at this, though, oddly enough. "Oh yes, of course –I have lots, dearie," she said, handing her a pencil from who knows where (she certainly didn't see anything to hold much on the small stand to the side).

The girl returned the old woman's smile a bit hesitantly, and thanked her –politely- for the writing utensil, before turning back to the sheet.

It was all basic information, but…

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Favorite Color(s):

Favorite Animal(s):

Greatest Wish/Desire:

Why in all Hells was it asking for her Greatest Wish/Desire...? she really had to wonder, seeing as not only was it asking such a strange question, but it also asked a few of the less important ones and skipped out on what a survey would normally ask (like an address or a phone number), not that she really minded.

Oh well, she thought, shrugging it off as some sort of weird quirk (heavens only knew that she had enough of them as it was! Who could know how many a normal person would have? So, really, who was she to question such a 'minor' strangeness...?) or maybe even a blind survey. Either way, might as well answer it, she thought -it seemed harmless enough after all…

Well, unless it was all some sort of military or government ploy to collect information against the questionees with… Although, she honestly doubted that that would be the case, conspiracy theories aside. She wasn't 'outstanding' in any way… well, aside from the whole 'Otaku-ist' thing, hmn… maybe there was something…

Eh, either way, she found highly unlikely that it would be the case. There were stranger people then her out there after all -and besides, she was quite good at acting the social recluse, thank you very much.

"Uhm..." she started, catching the attention of the woman as she came out of her thoughts, "For name… Do I have to use my real name...?" she asked quietly, a little embarrassed to have to ask this –but, as polite as she tried to be, she just couldn't quite trust someone she had just randomly met on the streets after all. Especially since they were in a rather crowded city, as well.

That and no one would typically ever really reach out to her unless they wanted something -well, with the exception of her best friends, of course... She was actually right not to trust a random person on the streets, though, but it still seemed to be a bit rude to her -and she preferred not to be rude if she couldn't help it -it always made her feel guilty. Even if the person deserved it... And this nice little old lady definitely didn't! Well...

Or so she thought...

The old woman just smiled reassuringly, "Not at all, dearie~ Nicknames are fine," she said patiently.

She nodded, feeling a bit relieved, "Okay..." she said, smiling back a little before proceeding to fill the short form out.

For her Name, she just wrote down one of her most common aliases -or, rather, the username she used for practically everything, and had eventually become a nickname to those that knew her.

For age, she wrote eighteen, and as for gender: female, of course.

Her favorite color... Ah, that was hard...

So she put 'most', but listed the colors she liked best: Blue, Black, Purple, Silver, and Grey... oh, and Red, dark red. She was rather partial to Blood-Red for some reason...

For animals, she immediately wrote Cats -Snow Leopards and Cougars to be more specific, though she did like Wolves as well, so she put that down, and most birds. Hmn... She did like certain house cats as well -and Black Cats. she added, since she did like those, though she couldn't remember the name of a kind of Wild Cat that was a greyish-black color and had almost silvery grey eyes, so she left it at that. (She would have added dragons, but she was pretty sure that the 'animals' did not mean mystical or mythical animals...)

But as for her Greatest Wish/Desire...

That would have been to live in the world of her choosing, of course! Well, she might have put 'to become God' but that would have just been too much work (being God, that was, not writing it down -she wasn't that lazy), and besides, she didn't want to come off as some pompous arse.

But, just to make things clear, she added that it would be awesome if she could become a character in the Katekyo Hitman Reborn! world, and, if not, then a nice, peaceful life as a successful Author, Editor, or maybe a Psychiatrist would be cool too (preferably a job that she could enjoy and relax after), and a career, not just another 'job' or just work that she would have to wake up early for, while cursing the alarm for whatever inane reason she would be stuck cursing at said clock for...


She finished filling the half sheet out, before handing it back, planning to head back (to the Dorms), but the woman asked her to "Please wait just a moment, now," as she seemed to skim over the front, and then turned to the back, asking if she minded filling out the back, too...

Well, no wonder the Survey was only half a page! she thought, startled as she accepted the sheet back and turned to the other side of the page -it was double-sided!(Not that that was a bad thing, since it was saving trees and all.)

Turning it over, though, she read though the questions on the back with more than just a little confusion.

"If you were to be granted the wish of your choosing, what kind of person would you be? (Please fill out the profile below accordingly)" she read, before scanning the sheet and seeing that it was asking for basic information again -of course. Even though the question was (more than) a little odd, she shrugged it off and filled it out -why not? It wasn't like the surveyors could track her down and yell at her for lame or unnatural answers (it was their fault for wording it so strangely, after all!).

The finished product looked something like this…

Name: Murasaki Argenteria

Alias: Kyouya Mikami Rei

Gender: Female

Age: 15-17 (well, if she could be any age, why not? It'd be fun to have a second chance.)

Appearance: A somewhat pretty and slender girl with long onyx hair, and deep grey eyes. (What? Who would willingly wish to be ugly? And if wishes could come true, then why not wish to look somewhat good-looking, at least? Not that it really mattered, of course…)

Special Abilities:
Fighting Ability: Acceptable/Passable -good enough to defend/protect against people who would try to attack/assault. And, if at all possible, should be able to hold out until there's a chance to run if it's Hibari Kyouya. (What? She didn't want to die/be killed the first time they met for some stupid reason! She rather liked living, thank-you-very-much!)

Sky Flames: Cloud, Sun, Mist, and Rain Flames

Other Abilities: Is also good with disguises... usually, and can also (usually) imitate things pretty well, so long as it's well within capabilities.

Anything Else To Be Known?:
Special Items:

Box Weapons:
il Cangiante-Forma Arma: "The Shape-Changing Weapon" A box weapon that can change form depending on the user's will. It is most compatible with Mist and/or Cloud flames (due to the abilities, of course). There should be several of these of different levels/ranks -S, A, and B. And, depending on the flame, can be used for different purposes.
Laptop: A laptop that has been modified to be contained in a special Box Weapon, that can connect to this world (original world) -but only with the right flames and the right password (which can be changed). The laptop is an old Averatec Model that is soft silver, and can be charged using Certain Flames -no Storm or Rain flames, though, as those will either slow it down or destroy the circuits.
Battery Box: Adds power to certain box weapons. There should always be a few of these on hand as well.

Flame Rings:
1 'A' Class Ring for each flame -Sun, Rain, Mist, and Cloud
2 'A' Class multi-flame (sun, rain, cloud, and mist) rings (one with a jewel set for each flame= [X][X][X][X] and one with a single jewel for each flame= [ ])
1 'S' Class multi-flame (sun, rain, cloud, and mist) ring

Animal Box Weapons:
il Lupo Nero (di Nebbia e Nuvole): "The Black (Mist and Cloud) Wolf" Kanade/Nero (depending on the form) is an Animal Box-Weapon. As the name implies, it is a pure-black wolf with violet-red eyes, and the Flame attributes of Mist and Cloud. It may sometimes be seen as a female silver wolf with an almost siamese-cat/husky like look at times, though with a strange silverish-grey/white tint to match Silvestris (il Argento Gatta), causing many of the less-perceptive people to believe that there are two (sometimes more) of him, when in fact, there is but one.
la Leonessa di Montagna (del Sole): "The Sun Cougar" Kokoro is also an Animal Box-Weapon. As the name implies, it is a mountain lioness -or cougar. It looks very much like a typical mountain lion with Sun Flames
la Pantera Nevi d'Argento (della Pioggia): "The Silver (Rain) Panther" Silvestris is yet another Animal Box Weapon. This one is a Rain Flame Attribute Box Weapon that seems to enjoy fighting. It has almost 'wolf-ish' looks at times, though with her typical silverish-grey/white tint*. (Is usually actually just Kanade/Nero)
il Corvo Indaco (della Nebbia e Nuvole): "The (Mist and Cloud) Raven" Kurou, a Raven with Mist & Cloud properties. It's mostly an intel gatherer, but that doesn't mean it can't fight. It is rather ferocious when riled, and can be mistaken for a crow at times -not to mention the name is 'kurou' and sounds much like 'crow'.
le Farfalle (della Multi Fiamma): The "Farfalla" is/are the only box weapon that can use all of the flames, or just a few -it uses Cloud flames the most in order to multiply, though it can also emit Sun, Rain, and Mist flames when used properly.

Other:
Likes: Music, and tends to keep some sort of MP3 player on hand, with all types of music (so long as it's good music), and likes to sing, if not always perfectly. Also likes Art, but fails at it mostly and can't draw real life -or anything- except simple anime/manga-style heads or clothes designs (is horrible at drawing most designs unless a lot of effort is put into it). Likes to read and write as well, and is aspiring to be an author, editor and/or psychiatrist.


By the time she finished that side, some time had passed, she realized, as she handed it back to the woman who had smile oddly.

Oh, yes, this will be interesting, the woman thought, taking the sheet.

"Thank you, dearie -and, since you're the first to answer the entire thing, please, let me give you this as a gift," she said, brandishing a brand new messenger bag seemingly out of nowhere -it was 'cute', though (the bag).

She had, in all actuality, just used the first side of the list (as well as a personality spell) to make it with her magic -a little token, if you will to help the girl safe-keep her things in (her own bag looked to be in terrible condition, anyways, seeing as it was barely able to handle the weight of whatever it was that was currently in there).

The bag she held was a black messenger-bag just like the one the girl was already using, with a removable but sturdy black and silver strap (which could be re-adjusted to become 2 'backpack'-like straps if needed so that she wouldn't ruin her shoulders), with a few silver chains on it, and had little silver cat and wolf charms on it. On the front flap, was a design of a large music note and crescent on one side with a few smaller music notes and stars scattered on the cover in blue, purple, and grey fading from grey to blue to purple horizontally -in deep colors (though the stars were silver). And not only that, it had a lot of pockets on the inside as well-some large and others small/smaller (not that she could see the inside yet).

It also had a few silver chains inside and outside of it, with what looked like removable pins stuck in it as well. Not to mention that there were some dark, crimson red splashed across the cover on it -almost like blood-splatter.

It took her breath away -but... she couldn't possibly take it! It must have cost a fortune! (metaphorically speaking, of course)

"I-I can't," she said regretfully as the woman urged her to take it (she honestly didn't like -well, hated, really- to owe people).

"Please, do. Think of it as my way of saying thanks... as well as a little pity, since even these old eyes can see how worn out and used looking your own is," she said, looking pointedly towards the girl's own old and abused-looking black bag with the fading words and a few pictures on it, it had faded so much that the once pristinely colored threads now looked greyish -and splotchy (no thanks to caffeine stains –she honestly was not a morning person, and she had never really managed to get the stains out, sadly).

She hesitated, "But..." she started, starting to falter -it was so perfect...! Yet still, she couldn't just take such a thing.

"I was originally going to going to give it to my granddaughter, you know," the woman rambled, blatantly lying (not that she knew that), "But apparently, her tastes have changed -she likes pastel colored things now," she sighed.

"And I can't return this either -such a shame... Please, take it?" she offered again. "If only to keep such a beautiful thing from just gathering dust in the back of my attic?"

This time, she only hesitated for half a second, before accepting it, almost -well, maybe just slightly- hesitantly.

"Oh... Well, in that case..." she said, eyes shining with gratitude, as the witch's eyes twinkled. She would never want such a beautiful thing (in her mind) to just sit in some dark storage place collecting dust. "Thank you," she said rather quietly -almost subdued.

"If you keep the things you like in there, I can almost guarantee they will stay safe," she hinted mysteriously -her seemingly dull blue eyes suddenly seeming much deeper and clear. "I wish you luck, my dear...

"In everything," she said, and before the girl could reply (or even react) to the odd statement, a loud honk startled her, making her turn to see two cars –and their arguing drivers- at the suddenly flickering stoplight.

When she turned around again though, the woman -and the stand- had mysteriously disappeared into thin air...

Confused, and feeling very much like she had (probably) just done something she really shouldn't have (ie, signing her soul to the devil, or something like that), the girl continued on 'home', holding onto the precious gift she had received -the only proof that none of what had happened a few moments earlier had been a dream...

Or an illusion...


Not too far away, and high above the street, a certain sapphire-eyed woman's lips quirked into a smile, her youthful appearance doing nothing to hide the wisdom and age hidden within her dark eyes. The once white hair was now long and straight, and an obsidian color that almost bordered on midnight blue it was so dark.

"Worry not, child -you will understand soon enough," she spoke, her ruby-red lips twisting into a rather mischievous smirk, as she tilted the edge of her gossamer-black 'witch's' hat, causing her face to become shadowed in a way that hid her gem-like eyes from view.

"Yes... very soon," she murmured quietly, before murmuring a few incomprehensible words and...

Vanishing. Without a single trace of her existence.


"I'm back," the onyx-haired girl sighed as she closed the door behind her, flopping carelessly down onto her bed, her face buried into the clean sheets, once she'd dropped her things onto the floor beside to the bed.

No one answered her, making her look up -and over to her Roommate's side of the Dorm.

Not home yet... figures, she thought almost tiredly. Unlike her, 'Fou' (her dorm-mate) actually seemed to have a life other than that of the internet -or studying.

She turned over to lay on her back, arms crossed over her midsection, staring at the crisp white walls of the dorm for a while, before she sat up.

Might as well take a closer look at that bag that the strange woman had given her…

And, taking another look, it was just as 'beautiful' as she had thought it had been at first.

Opening it, she found pockets for practically everything -keys, cell phone, and two or three larger sections for books and the like that she could use.

Almost immediately, she decided to rearrange her things -the woman had been right, after all, the bag she was using was so worn down -and would probably have broken before the end of the semester, anyways.

She found a few hidden pockets while she put all of her things into the bag -then, recalling the woman's odd words, decided, why not? And added a few other things in as well. Not that her new bag probably wasn't heavy enough with all the stuff she'd already put in, but, somehow -when she lifted it- it didn't seem heavy at all!

In fact, it seemed to be just the right weight -even with her textbooks (the heavy and bulky ones that she used pretty much every day), her sketchbook, several notebooks, her laptop, the charger for that, her cell phone, a few folders of work, her wallet, keys, and MP3 player (though the last one really wasn't required, seeing as her phone had an MP3 & MP4 system in it, too. Actually, it was a typical BlackBerry).

Not to mention she had two pencil cases in it -one that she usually used in the pocket that seemed made for it, while the other was place strategically in the same large 'pocket' as the textbooks on the side without the bottle holder, fitting just right, for all it was filled with spare erasers, pencil lead, white-out... and a few pens, as well.

After that, she thought a bit about what else she could possibly put in it, as she was still carrying it, and it didn't seem too heavy (and it really did seem quite sturdy) -not to mention that there were two side pockets, a bottle-holder, and at least one large pocket that was still completely empty.

So she thought for a moment, before remembering something, and pulling out the Kunai she had bought almost two years prior from Otakon into the two side pockets -one never knew with the kind of strangers in the city -a girl needed some kind of weapon, after all!

Sure, she had taken a few Self-Defense classes -but she had only taken enough to hold off one person, and only enough to make a run for it, and obviously there were stronger (and faster) people out in the world...

A lot of stronger people.

Chewing her lip lightly in though, she tried to think of something -anything- else. She had put most of her stuff in it already, she realized, before thinking of something else. Cat ears-! she thought randomly.

She could put those in the pocket with the smaller Kunai -it was a double pocket anyways, which meant the Kunai would be separated from the cat ears.

Next, she dug out her 'Death Note' -not the one from Otakon, no. It was the one that she had found online and bought (without the knowledge of her parents, of course), and was a simple copy (not like the 'original' copy she had bought that had seemed to be written in by Light himself -though she knew that was just fake advertising – still, it was nice).

Other than that, she really couldn't think of anything else, seeing as she had already incorporated a few (okay, most) of her portable games and game systems -unless she wanted to put spare clothes, but she wasn't that eccentric... (yet) to be carrying out a set of clothes -besides, people might wonder...

Even if she was single, and had yet to show interest in the 'living' (most of her crushes seemed to be anime/manga characters -and half of them were complete, and utter weirdo's. Ie., Hisoka from Hunter X Hunter; A whole bunch of characters from Katekyo Hitman Reborn!, of course (except Levi and Torikabuto -those were the only people she really hated in the show -no wait, make that just Levi, she just plain hated him -she didn't even hate Haru, and the girl annoyed her -most of the time...- a LOT); L and Ryuk -yes Ryuk (the shinigami)- from Death Note... and –oh yeah- Light too, but he came after L and Ryuk who were her two favorites; and... a whole bunch of others.

One seriously did not want to go into how twisted/insane she probably -or maybe- was to like about half of the people already listed...

Not to mention she also had a crush on a mind-devouring demon character from a Manga called 'Nougami Tantei Neuro', and had actually glomped the first (and only) Neuro she had seen at her first Otakon two years back -when she had been sixteen- without warning, much to the horror of her two friends, who were cosplaying Roxas from Kingdom Hearts and... Crepsley (yes, Crepsley) from Darren Shan...

Fangirls are scary things indeed -but she was not a 'Mary Sue' (she hated them with a passion), and she considered herself an Otaku -not a Fangirl (which, in reality, probably did describe her better).

She was obsessed with most Japanese -okay, all Japanese- things. Katekyo Hitman Reborn! especially.

She liked too many characters to count (and had actually written waaay too many KHR! fanfiction to date -and actual fanfiction not one-shots), most of which weren't even halfway through yet. Everything else was usually just -maybe- one or two fanfiction at most (if two, one of them being a crossfiction of some type).

The scariest thing, though, was when she had started coming up with idea after idea for the series -and even went so far as to make a 'back-up' plethora of cross-fiction ideas which she still had yet to write up, let alone type and post on Fanfiction!

Two of which she had already put up, actually (both being Digimon and Katekyo Hitman Reborn! fictions). The next one she came up with had been a Shugo Chara and Katekyo Hitman Reborn! fanfiction much to one of her friends' horror –and had still been cranking out more ideas as she went (such as Bleach x KHR!, Harry Potter x KHR!, and even Phineas and Ferb x KHR! ! And that one she had gotten while skipping through channels on the tele in utter boredom).

True, it wasn't all that scary -well, to her at least. But then, her mind did work rather oddly.

She already had odd eating habits -not to mention she preferred her meat almost raw rather that just medium-rare (she would barely put it down on the stove for half a minute on all sides, before taking it off the stove and eating the blood meat of whatever poor animal it had come from)...

Luckily, it was a habit that –eventually- had been broken by her parents and friends -otherwise she would be likely be either in an asylum or a hospital. For various reasons.

But then, this story wouldn't be happening, would it?

No, no it would not.

She liked odd pairings, though, and was into almost any sort of pairing –shounen-ai/yaoi, shoujo-ai/yuri, and het.

But then, it is said that all humans are born with bisexual tendencies (and her mentality is more open, and neutral to begin with -you did not want to try seeing what was really in her head, really).

She could be quite scary at times, but luckily -she had yet to ever really get 'hyper'. (Although, the fact that she gets 'hyper' but not enough to not hold herself back from doing things is probably a bit scary in and of itself-!) The closest she had come to that, though, had been Otakon -but even then, she had managed to preserve a tiny niggle of sanity -it also helped that the real world came crashing back down the second she got home, though...

But, we're getting off topic now. You can be assured that there will be no more 'breaking of the walls' -or tangents from the author during the story at this point.

In any case, back to the story...!


By the time she had finished organizing everything she could think of into the bag (which, miraculously, did not look anything like the completely stuffed bag that it was despite the fact that it was stuffed with more than a normal bag its size could possibly hold without bursting open), her roommate had returned.

"Ah, Fou-chan~ You're back!" she said, smiling at her red-headed friend (when she had first learned that her roommate was the same Fou from Gaia online, she had opened up to her quite a bit faster than she would have a normal person -dorm-mate or no).

The near-crimson-red haired girl grinned, "Yo~" she greeted, making a peace sign before noticing the new bag, "Oh, hey, cool~! You got a new bag?" she asked, eyes lighting up as she grabbed said bag, studying the design diligently, "Wow," she said at last, eyebrows rising somewhat in surprise at the 'quality' of the above-said item, "Never seen one like this... Where'd you get it?" she asked curiously.

"I got it from a very nice lady," she told her friend truthfully -but, other than that, she doubted she could tell the complete truth and still be taken seriously.

"Aw, lucky!" Fou pouted, puffing a cheek up -kind of like Bluebell from the Real Millefiore Funeral Wreaths, she thought mentally.

"So, what's up?" she asked Fou, seeing as she normally didn't get back so late.

Fou grinned, "Oh, well, stuff -you know," she shrugged, meaning normal stuff, things that they usually found utterly boring to talk about...

Well, it was either that, or school work.

She nodded, "So, what are you going to do now?" she asked, as she accepted the bag back from her friend and dorm-mate.

Fou shrugged, "What time is it?" she asked, looking around for a clock, though she could only find a white and pink Hello Kitty Clock (most definitely not Fou's) shining red with the time...

About two hours and ten minutes faster than the real time.

"Uhm..." she turned to the above-mentioned digital radio-clock, before gasping, "Holy Crap!" she exclaimed, her mind automatically subtracting the extra time from the real time on the clock.

"It's eight already?" she exclaimed, practically wailing as she got off the bed, "I'm sorry, Fou -but I have a seminar to attend early tomorrow!" she groaned, "If I don't go to sleep now I'll never wake up!" she scrambling to get a change of clothes and a towel, wailing as she did, as she put the bags to the side of the bed (since she was done 'packing' anyways) and ran into the shared bathroom, before shutting the door (Fou could hear the sound of the shower being turned on -and a loud yelp as she was probably sprayed by the cold water. The shower always started cold).

The red-head just shrugged at this, and chuckled, before grinning somewhat, "Meh, I'm sure she'll be fine," she mumbled, before going over to her side of the room and pulling out a manga she had recently borrowed from the Public Library, and started to flip through it...


Almost fifteen minutes later, the shower turned itself off with a squeak -and after another five minutes or so, the onyx haired girl came out of the shower, the clothes she had been wearing earlier in her arms, in her pajamas, and a towel draped over her neck, flushed a rosy pink from the hot water she had used for her shower.

"I'm done," she sighed, tossing the dirty clothes into the hamper on her side of the room before falling carelessly onto the bed with a sigh.

"Cool," said Fou absently as she got up, saving her place in the book as she did, and slipped her feet into the fuzzy slippers next to her bed -her own things beside her, "I guess I'll hit the shower now too, then -I've got to work tomorrow before class," she told the other girl, who waved instead of nodding from her place on the other bed (it was doubtful if the other would have noticed if she had nodded her head, since it was buried in the soft, warm bed-sheets, so she didn't bother with it).

"Mn'gh (Okay)," she murmured, already starting to feel sleepy, even as she lifted her head to look at -and talk to- her friend, though she shivered slightly at the coolness of the night air, "I'm gonna hit the sack now..." she murmured, "G'night, Fou~"

"Night~~" Fou called back, just as she shut the door behind her.

She crawled under bed-covers tiredly, and fell asleep with a small, blissful sigh almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, her curled-up body cocooned deep within the purple and grey sheets...


Within the next twenty minutes, she was completely out, and didn't notice the dim glow coming from the bag by her bed, and nor did Fou (as she was still in the shower), or she would've seen the soft glow of her roommate's body -even from under the cover.

But she wasn't there, and she didn't -she didn't notice when she came back out, either, shutting the last light that was on in the entire dorm, the only light other than the ones coming off the digital clocks in the room.

A shadowy lump of sheets was all that was left on the other's bed, which she took to be the other girl, as she did tend to completely cocoon herself in the blankets at times, completely, and from head to toe until nothing showed outside of the covers (especially after a shower when the weather was pleasantly cool outside. Such as tonight)...

Which she actually had done.

The red-head also didn't notice the bag that was missing, beside the bed her dorm-mate -nor the lonely, and abandoned, looking one that lay at the foot of said female's bed...


A/N: Yay~ One of the longest yet~ (XD) *cheers*

Thanks to Jestie Kiryuu for letting me borrow her 'witch' (XD) I just couldn't help this one~

If Kyouya got sucked into the world a year later rather than earlier, how would she cope? And by herself? (XP)

Lol, I really am a sadist~~ Even to myself~ (XD) Lol~

Haha! 4,833 Words btw {Edit: Now 6,744 Words} Not including the A/N of course~

Bye-bi's~ See ya next chapter! :hearts: *waves*

Rei: Don't forget the disclaimer *appears out of nowhere*

Authoress: Ahk-! *jumps* Rei~~ *pout* don't startle me like that! But... yeah... I guess... *pouts, thinking: drat! She caught on... shifty eyes*

Rei: *rolls eyes* Just get on with it please...

Authoress: Oh fine, spoilsport -but since I don't feel like saying it... (XP) I'll have someone else do it! Say hello to my little friend...

Spanner~! *grins*

Spanner: Yo! *waves, Strawberry Wrench-shaped Lollipop in mouth*

Authoress: (XD) *squeals* Ne, Spanner~ Do the Disclaimer for me, ne? *points to sign*

Just read that please~~

Spanner: Sure... *looks over at sign* ..."Akira-sensei owns Katekyo Hitman Reborn!, not Murasaki-san. So please don't sue -because she doesn't own it...

"And she has no money."

That ok? *pulls out another lollipop*

Authoress: Perfect! Ooh~~ Sugar!(8D)

Spanner: *looks at Murasaki then lollipop, and offers it* Want one...?

Authoress: YES PLEASE! *grabs and stuffs in mouth*

Spanner: *shrugs and pulls another one out, carefully disposing of the previous stick before popping the other into mouth*

Rei: ...I'm leaving before this gets out of hand... *disappears*

Spanner: ...? *curious, but says nothing*

Authoress: Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~! SUGAR~! *runs around on sugar high*

Spanner: *studies phenomenon with curiosity/interest* Hmn... So that's what she meant... *speaks just in time to get GLOMPed by authoress*

Authoress: Matta ne~~! *waves ecstatically at readers*