Chapter title: I have chosen the wrong F*ing door

Notes: Italian words in here, I used google translate so the likelihood of them being totally wrong is very high. Please don't be offended because I totally won't be apologetic.

Now I'm sure all of you have had ideas on who this lovely lady was going to be reborn as. I thought of an OC…but this is my first SI and I was lazy. So she has been reborn as one of the characters…I thought hard about it and wanted to do something I haven't seen yet so no Tsuna or Hibari. I thought about Dino because I've only seen him having SI siblings…then I saw my mom watching a shark documentary.

That clinched it.

Thank you for all the reivews and favs and follows! You guys are awesome. I'll try to update offend but we will see how it goes. I've got a BigBang I need to finish before I can devote my time to other works…whoops *goes to another doc.*

Enjoy! I hope you all like this, I know that the canon character was already a badass but I couldn't help it…now she's a crazy, fun, run-for-the-fucking-hills badass. Hopefully. We'll get there someday.

Also I put the English translations of the Italian sentences right below them, so you can know what they are saying without scrolling all the way down into some notes.

You-sa welcome. ;)

-*This is a line, really. Promise.*-

I don't recommend being reborn with your full consciousness and memories because it was the grosses most uncomfortable thing to ever happen to me. Seriously child birth is gross, there is fluids and chunks of gunk and…ewww.

"La signora e il signor Superbia vostro bambino è sano ."

*Mrs. and Mr. Superbia your baby is healthy.

"Che genere?

*What gender?

"Femminile."

*Female.

"Vergognose . Il primo nato avrebbe dovuto essere di sesso maschile ."

*Disgraceful. The first born should have been male.

"Non parlare . il mio bambino sarà forte e orgoglioso . Non importa il genere . Lei vivrà fino al suo nome ." *Don't speak. my baby will be strong and prideful. It doesn't matter the gender. She will live up to her name.

"Oh?"

"Superbia Squalo"

I really wish I knew another language other than English because I have no idea what the people around me are saying. I stare up into the fuzzy face of who was holding me… I guess its woman who birthed me- Wow is it creepy that I really don't want to call her mom? Because I had a mom, a wonderful woman who I never ever want to replace…although that may feel like a disservice to this woman here who just popped me out into existence after enduring labor for me.

Ahh! My head hurts now, I blame the bright lights, seriously who choses bright florescent lights for a delivery room? A moron that's who.

I think I recognize one word though. It kind of sounded like a name, probably my new one actually…hmm Superbia.

Damn it, that's going to get me trash canned at school. No doubt about it, I'm going to become the one kid with the really weird-ass name that's even worse than the guy named Sue.

Oh I wonder what gender I am now.

Please be a guy please be a guy please be a guy-

Hey- can you blame me? I mean…periods. PMS. Boobs. Mood-swings…to name a few.

I really, really don't want to go through that hateful hell again.

*This is a line*_*Ignore the line*_

I hate everything.

I now know I'm a girl again. How you may ask?

I'm swaddled in a pink blanket right now, at the very least I should have gotten a gender neutral color, green or yellow would have been nice, although blue and purple are my favorite colors.

I hate pink, hate hate hate it.

Damn, I really wanted to see the other side of things you know? Oh well…at least I know what to expect of my body at least. Although this time I will keep in shape, no more fatty and health issues thank you very much.

Time is funny when you're a baby, at times it feels like its dragging and at yet it goes by so fast. Mostly because a baby doesn't do much other than eat and sleep and crap a lot.

After I had been taken from the hospital to my new home time just seemed to pass by, it may have just been my newborn body which only wanted to eat and sleep. I couldn't stay awake for more than a few hours before sleep pulled me down into dreamland where I had my usual dreams of a world supremacy and baskets of kittens.

I was maybe 2 months old when I finally got a clue on who I now was and what world I had been dropped in.

I never saw my mother or father after that first introduction at birth, instead for those first few months I was raised by a blank faced nanny who mechanically did her duties and left me to fend for myself otherwise. If I had been a normal baby I was sure that I would have developed a complex or died or something.

It was probably a good thing I slept so much actually since the boredom would have probably done me in otherwise.

I hadn't been entirely idle though, whenever the nanny came I tried to speak to her. Coaxing my vocal cords and hopefully strengthen them in the process.

All in the hope that she would talk back to me so I can figure out what language I needed to teach myself. I had already figured out how to get out of my crib and I can even crawl. Well kind of, it was more of a shuffle but I blame my baby muscles for that.

Sometimes the nanny would speak under her breath whenever I practice my talking skills at her and I'm gonna take a wild guess and say she's cussing me out.

I think it's mostly because I make sure to pee on her every single chance I get. She's a rotten person so I don't feel bad about it, I mean she's never even tried smiling at me or anything.

I'm a baby. So ergo- I'm goddamn cute! Smile at me damnit!

But no- today for the first time in my new life I was greeted by something new.

A man is in my room and there is no nanny in sight.

I had just woken up from my 5th nap of the day and to say I was startled to see some stranger staring at me would be understating it.

I stare up at the man as he stares down at me. I don't bother getting up from my lounging position. If he has come to harm me…well I can't do much other than scream my lungs out. Which I'm preparing for- I've been saving my full volume of voice for a real special occasion, I haven't yet graced this household with it after all.

I hope I'm loud.

"Quindi questo è quello di essere mia figlia ." *So this is to be my daughter.

What the fuck is this dude saying? Wait…is that Italian? Oh wow that would be an awesome language to know. Not that I don't plan on learning at least five different languages. I only knew English in my last life even with me being half-Spanish. Since it's easier to learn the younger you are I plan to become one with a sponge and absorb a whole lot of info. It helped that I was pretty smart in my last life and it was only because of my laziness I didn't go to university so add to all that knowledge and the knowledge I will absorb here…I may even be called a prodigy.

I gurgle in warning as I stared at the man who must have taken it for a smile or something because he grinned down at me and reached down to rub his index finger across my brow.

I guess I have to work on that, my glares should be frightening and cause paralytic terror. Not smiles and caresses, not unless I end up in some really odd relationships later in life.

In truth, my staring was more like a glare which had pleased the old man. He had hoped that his child would be exceptional, it was expected of his family after all. The baby's glare at him was glacial and he knew that his child would do just fine.

"Mia figlia. Il mio piccolo Squalo ."

*My daughter. My little Squalo.

Squalo? Wait…oh fuck. Superbia wasn't my first name, it was my last. So Squalo Superbia is my name if I wasn't switching it around all Asian like.

I'm in Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

I'm fucking Superia Squalo. Varia Commander. Assassin. Bad News.

Motherfucker.