Wah~! I actually got reviews?! Thank you! I hope you like this chapter it's getting really dark now...But not for long! Soon enough a time skip will happen and it will be years! I should probably change the rating soon ;; cause it's going to be a very...ah...adult story...yeah...sure...let's go with that!
Warning: Reborn does not belong to me!
A/n: It has been 2 or 3 years since I last read the manga/anime so I am rusty if anyone of you see a mistake or I got wrong information please tell me so I can correct it!
Thank you
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It's been 8 mouths since she last woke up in the past. She was so confused of where she was and how she even got here. Especially that she wasn't a 'she' in the first place dam it 'she' was a he! She remembered her reaction like it was yesterday, aka 8 mouths ago.
•~•~•~•Past [8 mouths, 13:26, noon]~•~•~•~•
Where...was he...?
Enma didn't remember much but all he remembered was pain and struggling for his breath. His hands automatically reached for his throat and felt a silky fabric instead of his skin. Enma blinked in surprise and confusion. 'Did his family and tsuna's win the fight...?' He didn't remember it was to hazy to remember. His head started to hurt when he tried to deeply remember, he stopped because he started to get a head ache. He sighed once again and looked around the room and started to get more confused and he finally started to tense up. This wasn't any room he's been in, it also looked old fashion, very old fashioned. There was a old looking dresser next to the door with a mind rror above it. The dresser was very pretty and had carvings with flowers as well with curly lines. The dresser was a light brown color and looked like it was used quiet frequently. He then looked to the next big object in this strange room and saw a closet that looked very, plain and had simple designs here and there. There was two nightstands next to him with a old looking lamp and looked to be a hand made as well. Now that Enma thought about it the room looked like all the furniture had to be hand made. The walls looked like a cream color with a red line covering the top and the bottom of the wall. Enma then saw that his bed cover was a pearl white color with a wooden bed frame that was a light wooden color as well.
In other words the room looked cozy and homey with a vase and flower's on top of the dresser, there was also some pictures here and there. The air smelled like sweets with a hint of forest. That calmed Enma down, the forest was like his family, a home, to him. It reminded him of his forest guardian, even if all he did was call him names and not care about him, he was still one of his family member and Enma knew that his guardian had a soft spot for him, somewhere...hopefully. Enma chuckled slightly but all he received was pain instead, he then finally realized his body hurt like hell.
Enma's body hurt like Reborn kicked him all over his body, Enma shivered when he thought about that satin tutor, how tsuna survived Enma would love to know. It was then and there that Enma finally realized his chest was heavy...very heavy. He then then looked down and in all honesty this was a safe and very reasonable reaction, he screamed.
•~•~•~•Present [8:16, morning]~•~•~•~•
After that Enma had met the women that saved her. Of course Emma faked amnesia and made her self act like she didn't know how to take care of her body. Which she actually didn't because she use to be a boy and not a girl in the beginning, she sighed sadly. Enma knew that she couldn't stay with this nice old lady for long, she couldn't get attached to her. Enma clutched her teeth and hands in frustration when the earth inside her told her to stay, that it was to dangerous for her to go outside. Enma finally had the basic to be a fine lady from the old women that she decided to call her . Enma had finally got the basic to cook and dancing from the old women. Enma already knew that she grew attracted to Angelic and she knew that was bad. Enma had to go back to her time and not here, she had to leave.
That's what she kept telling her for the past 8 months, yet she couldn't. It was like her earth flames were telling her that leaving the old women would be very dangerous. Then the time had finally come when she had to leave because Angelica had finally died from a unknown illness. Enma had packed all her belonging and grabbed the stuffed wolf that had a laced ribbon at the neck. The wolf was white but had red eyes as well as the ribbon. She would treasure this wolf because Angelica had given this to her, for helping her around the bakery. Enma would forever be thankful to Angelica. Enma had cried the night Angelica died, she had felt the same way when her little sister was announced dead.
Enma looked behind to see the bakery one last time and held onto her hat so it wouldn't fly off, she smiled sadly at the bakery.
"Goodbye"
With those final word Enma walked away from the bakery. The bakery figure started to vanish from Enma vision when she looked back. Her only suitcase had a nice brown color, with her two dresses and another pair of heels. She had her undergarment as well with her hats and make-up. She had a couple of bag's of gold from Angelica when she died. Enma sighed once again when she passed a couple of, perverted, men as they cat called her in this small town. Enma didn't have time for this and went to a vacant carriage and booked a ride for the next huge town. Enma smiled a little, the next town was under the protection of a vigilante-that-turned-into-the-most-powerful-mafia-familia-ever. Enma smiled turned slightly down when she thought, that, not to long ago she thought vongola was her enemy because they had murdered her family. In the end it was all a mis-understandmeant and it was that demons fault that killed her family. Enma glares darkly at the ground, yet even with the killing intent rolling off her body. Her body language was shaking, even if she wanted to kill that demon she was still traumatized from almost dying from his hands. Enma was still in her terrified/killing thoughts when-
"Excuse me miss but the carriage is ready and your belongings have been boarded on the carriage"
Enma looked up with a surprised look and calmed down with a small gentle smile directed to the driver.
"Ah...forgive me I was in my own world, Excuse me for my behavior sir"
Ah Enma hated talking like this, but she was taught by Angelica to always be formal and nice to survive in this cruel world. The driver simple nods and opened the door for her and helped her get in.
"Where too miss?"
Enma faked a smile at the driver and told him the town she wanted to go to.
Ah...how foolish this driver thought she was, as if she'll let him take her to a slavery company. She was in the mafia, she knew how to kill and lead the person on.
Enma brought her fan out and put it against her mouth, hiding it, and smirked. Ah yes let's see how this will turn out like, let's act like the sweet sheep she is. Of course her brave side is only a mask of when she's in her boss mode like tsuna. She would only show her shy/timid side to people she trusted. That was a different case with tsuna but this is the past, it's different.
He didn't have his family with him, he didn't know anyone but Angelica, vongola, and simon family but that was all.
Enma missed being a guy, he, I mean she sighed tiredly.
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KozumeKenma5: *gasp* thank you! The reason I decided to make this ship happen was because I was just thinking that there was a lot of G27 story's and Enma just popped into my head and thought 'hey since tsuna is paired up with Giotto a lot why not Enma?' And then that thought stayed in my mind for awhile and that turned into a fem!enma because why not babies? CX but-! I am happy that I got someone else to follow this ship! ^^
marshmallowqueen99: *laugh nervously* I'm working on chapter 3 right now but I am currently stuck with this new idea for the chapter...and deciding if it's a good idea to put in the story or not...*sigh* ugh for this chapter I was debating if I should turn this story really dark or a timid dark...I decided timid cause I was thinking forced se* slave or a newbie and 'weak' vongola maid...I decided for my first story it will be a a bit dark but soon it will either be either fluff or 18+ dunno...ah I'm rambling again...sorry ;;
Ah! I would also like for you to vote of what personality would Giotto fit in this timid dark story?
Giotto personality:
Option 1- Nice, gentlemen, sweet,smart,powerful,cake lover
Option 2- Nice, gentlemen, Dark, seductive,possessive,smart,powerful,cake lover
Option 3- cake lover,Nice, acts like a child, powerful, smart but not really
I'm going towards a certain option but it's whatever you choose! ^^
