sorry i'm late!

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Okay.

She may have become a horrible observer of her surroundings, but she could swear that she saw that one bullied guy running... in his underwear?

She gets it, bullied life and so, I mean they call him no good, she thought, but this one gets the cake. I thought I had bad coping mechanisms, but this is golden. But then again, she was never bullied. She was popular, she was bred to be liked. Her personality adapted to her surroundings and she knew how to get the reactions she wanted and how to get people to like her. Therefore, she wanted to know what was happening. She's never seen anything like this before. (and she'd seen weird stuff.)

And so she ended up following him. She was curious, after all. But didn't curiousity kill the cat Lou? Yes. Yes, it did. But satisfaction brought it back.

Seriously, she wanted to see this. She always felt sorry for the guy, and she did try to lower the bullying (she did succeed a bit, but she'll never admit that until she stops it all together). She never really talked to him, though, and this seemed like a perfect beginning of a juicy school drama. Which she loved.

When she found him confessing for Kyoko, she didn't know for whom to feel more sorry for. She knew Kyoko liked him (and that's how Lou's heart was oh so broken) and that he liked her. What was stopping them, then? Fuck if I now, would've said Lou. And this was sad. Lou was never a part of the whole high school romances – never had the time, she pursued her own one nigtht broken loves. But she knew how it worked, she was good with helping people get over it, and she'd talked to Kyoko enough to know that this must've been horrible. Especially not the Mochida challenge. No way.

3.

Tsuna's challenge did, however, bring something good. First of all, she was intrigued. He did randomly take off his clothes and his personality changed during the challenge, as well as when he had confessed. She wanted to know why that had happened, and she wanted to know it now. This was new. This was unkown territory which had to be discovered as soon as possible. Gather the information, research them, and use them for yourself. A procedure which had been carefully taught to her.

Curiosity killed the cat.

She congratulated him on the victory. Put on a smile. She knew what the boy needed, and she delivered a friend, someone who looked past the 'no-good' label which has seemed was put on him and accept him, just like he'd do to anyone else.

She also started talking to him on a daily basis, and while in the beginning she had only done it to find out his secret, soon she found herself stuck in something akin to a friendship. Or, rather, a very fastly blooming friendship. He accepted her, a stranger, and she couldn't help but slowly forget about the secret. She was told relationships were primal. That they would just stop her. She should have listened.

Soon, she became part of his renegade little friend group. She tried to fit in, sometimes she really didn't, but she was there, and so were they, and she slowly started to find her own fleeting personality. Tsuna was her getaway ticket, always making weird noises and having those kind eyes which told her she always had a home, no matter what happened, always. Plus, she knew there was some kind of power there, and she wanted to dig in and get it, and, even if she wouldn't admit it, she wanted to help the boy grow and find himself and take up the place in the world he was born for. And the baby, she respected him. She didn't talk back to him and didn't start fights. She had respect and fear for the baby, and she really didn't want to get on his bad side. She liked living. And the baby probably knew more about her than she did herself. But, somehow, he ended up trusting her.

In Hayato, after he'd arrived, she found a solace, he was a kindred soul, a tortured one. (However, she wasn't stalking Tsuna, she had some self respect after all.) The two of them didn't talk much, but they understood each other. They would meet up - he would smoke, she would drink. They didn't make small talk, but they were there. And they lived. Two teenagers who were actually trying to find themselves and their paths. They'd hoped they'd end up in a similiar path.

Takeshi and her didn't hit it off immediately. They weren't enemies, either, but he loved his baseball, and she never minded the sports. He acted oblivious, and she would see through it. She would act oblivious about that, and he would see through that. They found common ground. They weren't the closest, not as close as Tsuna and Takeshi, never, but they joked and laughed, and they were best friends after all. She felt more at peace next to him, forgot about her worries of politics and future and power and slowly became herself.

Lambo was just a kid. I-pin was too. Lou understood that. She treated them like it, mostly. She feigned interest and answered all of their questions patiently. And they loved her. They ignored that she was a stranger, a child of the politics, and a probelmatic one at it and they hugged her and played with her and talked to her and it wasn't because of her status and it wasn't because she manipulated them into liking her. She was being honest, for once, and she was baffled by it. Even Tsuna, who would sometimes see a glimpse of her being honest (even though she only did it with kids and animals – they wouldn't hurt her, betray her or use her) he would smile and wish she'd do it more often. He liked her like it.

4.

Miura Haru was a con master. She was born in a gentle, loving family, yet she was always bored. She'd always been wanting more out of life. She went to the best, elite school, she had friends and she did costumes, but it was never enough to entertain her. She always had a knack for thrill and adventure and danger. And she lied and manipulated and people thought her to be a bit air headed when she noticed everything and everyone and she was boredboredboredbored.

She had, one day, met a strange baby and another boy, probably from Namimori, judging by the uniform. She knew the baby wasn't normal. He was smarter, and he seemed more intelligent. When he'd said he was a hitman, she knew he wasn't lying. She knew a storm was coming to Namimori, and she'd hoped to be seated in the first row. So she went with it, and hoped to get the best view of it all. If not a part of it, but she knew the state of mafia and women, she wasn't stupid. The best position, without having someone even more capable and determined at her side, she would get would be mafia boss' wife. So she hoped for that. Until the Namimori students started to get attacked.

Haru noticed the girl who'd been hanging out with future mafiosos, Vongola tenth generation, if she'd heard correctly. She knew she was a stranger, a french? And she knew she was intelligent and that there was something to her. She didn't belong here in Japan, and it felt like she was a force waiting to be awakened who would rush over Japan and the world and cover it like a sky. Haru had no problem with it. She'd be more than happy to blind the grounds as a mist and do deceive them while she worked her magic and took it over. Really, she'd love that. Way better than a mafia boss' wife. And so she decided to stay with the girl, as long as needed for her to realise what she'd need to do.

And while the students were ending up in the hospital and the boys were busy and the girl was left almost forgotten, Haru decided to talk to her. At first the girl, who'd Haru found out was called Lou, seemed a bit annoyed. She covered it up, though. It didn't take long for Haru to realise this girl was just as good at playing the game as she was, so she slowly dropped the act. It didn't take long for them to find perfect common ground and to become closer than the boys. That didn't mean Lou stopped talking to them, they still became closer and closer every day, but Haru was still always by her side, understanding her manipulation and why she does it and silently comforting her (even though that was rarely needed) and reassurring her that she sees through it and that she's okay and that she exists.

And that was exactly what she'd needed. She also became very close with Kyoko, even closer than before, and also started acting a bit oblivious as the two girls did. They also doubted Kyoko was highly capable, but they didn't want her to know about the secrets they did, she was pure and bright and she made them seem lighter and made the sky just a bit less cloudy and more blue. The three of them knew what they needed to do, to fit in this 'man's' world, and Hayato's sister, Bianchi, was there for them, guiding them. They knew what to avoid, and how to conquer, thanks to her help (even though Bianchi never knew she'd helped them for that in any way but she did and it was enough for them.).

so next part might be a bit angsty. i wrote most of this under the influsence of halsey and it isnt going by the plan but okay its gettng somewehere. feel free to review!