Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

A/N: A short little epilogue for this fic...meh heh. ;P


At the local supermarket...

"I don't trust you one bit, you snake...!"

Chrome Dokuro looked up from the magazine she had been skimming through and saw a rather peeved-off black-haired girl glaring her right in the eye. She looked rather familiar, although Chrome wasn't exactly sure where they had seen each other before.

"Umm...were...were you talking to me...?" The bluenette asked meekly.

"Yes! I'm talking to you! My name is Hana Kurokawa, the best friend of Kyoko-chan...the girl you're dating!" The black-haired girl snapped back.

Chrome gasped. "Oh...so you're H-Hana Kurokawa-san! Kyoko-chan talks about you alot...it's a pleasure to meet you!" She held out her hand expectantly, only for Hana to simply slap it away as if it carried some sort of deadly disease.

"Yes! And that's why I've come here to tell you to get the hell away from MY Kyoko-chan!" Hana snarled, getting straight to the point without even so much as beating around the bush for a little bit. She was definitely pissed. Chrome let out a much louder gasp this time.

"YOUR...YOUR KYOKO-CHAN?!!"

"That's right! I've been head over heels in love with Kyoko-chan sine we first met in middle school...so she obviously belongs to me!!"

Chrome didn't know how to respond; was this girl serious?! "You...you..."

"Look, Chrome...if that IS your real name," Hana placed a less-than-comforting hand upon the bluenette's shoulder, and smiled cruelly, "Kyoko-chan, despite her age, is still very young at both mind and heart...she is not completely sure of what she really wants. So, I'm pretty sure that once she comes to her senses, she'll realize that the woman most suited for her is the girl she had spent almost half of her entire life with, instead of some weird, eye-patch-wearing chick she met only a few months ago...do you get what I'm saying?"

For what felt like the first time in her entire life, Chrome began to feel agitated. "Why...why are you...saying these things...?"

"I'm saying these things, because..." Hana leaned in so closely that her hot breath brushed against Chrome's face, "You know that deep down in your heart that your relationship with Kyoko-chan will never hold...she'll leave you soon enough."

That had done it. Without even really thinking of the consequences, Chrome smashed her fist as hard as she could into Hana's face, sending the raven-haired girl sprawling to the floor, blood gushing from her broken nose. It was really quite an invigorating experience for the usually-timid Chrome. Hana was lying totally motionless; that single punch had knocked her out cold. Chrome quickly wiped the blood covering her clenched fist onto her skirt, and then rushed out the door.

'I wonder if I should tell Kyoko-chan about this...it might be better if I don't...'