Hey everyone, welcome to the second chapter of my fanfic. Thanks for reading this far. I still don't own KHR or Assassin's Creed.

~Chapter 2 The Assassin Explained~

I looked calmly at the baby and he moved as his gecko, Leon, changed shapes into a gun. I tilted my head and grinned.

"I don't fear death in service to my order," was my calm statement that caused Reborn to pause. I now know that it was because he was surprised that I could tell Leon was a real gun.

"And just what or who is this order?" asked Kyoya his annoyance clear at my destruction of part of his Namimori.

I rolled my eyes at him and stayed silent, waiting for all to enter the room so as not to repeat myself. It is then that I explained, that I was a member of the Assassin Brotherhood and that I had been trained by Desmond Miles after my parents, also assassins, died protecting him when I was young. I also told them that my master had promoted me to the rank of master assassin. I laid out the training of free running, climbing, jumping, and leaps of faith daily combined with endless hours of training with all kinds of weapons, melee, and dodging attacks. I finished with my order's recognizing of my talent and allowing me to work on my own for my first mission as a master assassin. Once I explained my training and how I got there I informed them of why… the never ending battle between the Templars and the Assassins. I even told of the search for the Pieces of Eden, the attempt to stop a major solar flare that would happen soon.

Once all that was over with I was being stared at by Tsuna, his guardians, and Reborn. I soon broke into laughter at their confusion. Kyoya slapped me to stop my laughter. After the blow, I moved in a slight blur to twist him around so that his face was to the floor.

"If you ever touch me again, I will end you as my master taught me," I said in a soft voice. "You are no better than the 'herbivores' you 'hunt'… I am a trained killer. I will have no qualms ending you if it is in my best interest. Now if you will excuse me, I am getting most tired of the crowd in this room… Besides, I have intel to gather and school to attend."

Surprise colored their faces as I let got and walked out going to my classroom. My anger slowly abated as I walked and by the time I arrived, I was calm. My teacher glared at me and gave me a warning about being late. I was made to stand in front of the class.

"Hello, I am Yohime Saitama. I was born in Kyoto, traveled to America with my parents and they died. I was given to the care of a family friend till my next relative could be located. And now here I am. I am late because Hibari-sama made me visit his office. I think he wanted me to join the disciplinary committee. I'm not sure." I said and partially lied then bowed to them all then got in a desk and proceeded to ignore the history class, or so it would seem.

The teacher seeing my apparent distraction called on me to answer a question, one I knew the answer to thanks to my trips into the Animus and because I really was paying attention. I surprised him with my in depth answer and waited patiently for them to cover something I didn't already know.

After a while Takeshi Yamamoto, the boy with short black hair and brown eyes, walked in and took told my teacher that I was wanted by his teacher who. I flinched knowing that his teacher was a relative of mine, he wasn't an assassin in any way because of his lack of wanting to join the order or train in anyway. I got up quickly and explained that the teacher was my relative and that unfortunately I hadn't had the time to greet him. Knowing he at least would support me in the order's work I made my way with Takeshi. Once we got to the room I saw my distant cousin looking uncomfortable as he was surrounded by Tsuna's guardians from other classes in a practically empty room.

"Great. And why are you all here?" I asked softly aware of Kyoya's angry glare from the hall as he was trying to avoid the crowd.

"You wanted to go against the Templars and we are willing to help," came Tsuna's quick reply.

I laughed cruelly and made my way to sit on top of my cousin's desk.

"Yohime, why do they know of the order and why are they offering aid as if you need it," he asked his eyes wide remembering what he knew of the order.

"Because they are idiots," was my curt reply without realizing I was speaking of Vongola Decimo.

With my words Gokudera moved igniting dynamite, his eyes flashed with anger.

"Take what you said about the Tenth back!" he yelled.

Within seconds, each and every one of his fuses had been cut. Surprise colored their faces as I sat humming staring out the window. Out of the ones who watched, only Kyoya, Reborn, and Ryohei Sasagawa saw my movements.

"HEIIII!" came Tsuna's surprised squeal.

"Explain to me why you want to help and why I shouldn't just go ahead and kill you. Because that is what my training tells me to do, I need a reason not to kill you. So give me one," I say softly.

Reborn stepped forward and put Leon in my face yet again, "Because you know better than to attack the Vongola, and Vongola Nono won't like it."

I blinked then screamed, "Vongola?! As in THE Vongola?! The strongest mafia family in the world?!"

Reborn nodded as I stared eyes wide and then Reborn said, "Tsuna is Vongola Decimo and occasionally called Neo Vongola Primo. Ryohei Sasagawa, the one with the turf top hair, is his Sun Guardian. Hayato Gokudera, the octopus haired one, is his Storm Guardian and self-proclaimed right-hand man. Takashi Yamamoto, who brought you here, is the Rain Guardian. Lambo, the little boy with the afro and cow pajamas, is the Lightning Guardian. Chrome Dokuro, the female with the eye patch and purple hair, is the Co- Mist Guardian with Mukuro Rokudo, a boy with mismatched eyes and purple hair. Last but nowhere near least, is Kyoya Hibari, the one with the longish black hair and grey eyes, is the Cloud Guardian."

My amazement lasted for all a few moments when I quickly hid my showing emotions.

"I… must speak with The Mentor about this…" I said starting to quickly write a letter.

Lambo annoyingly moved to read my letter over my shoulder. With that my mind kicked into pure instinct and Lambo was thrown at Gokudera.

"Stupid Cow." He complained and looked at me. "Why'd ya throw the stupid cow dumb broad."

"A fanabla!" I yelled at him my eyes wild.

"Did you just tell me to go to hell?!" he yelled.

"Cazzone! Of course I did. Merde. I'm not happy!" I complained then looked away.

Everyone looked at me and I sighed rubbing my face then muttered, "Damn bleeding effect… Damn Animus…"

My mind flashed back to training with my Master.

~Flashback~

Desmond found me sitting in a room after being told my parents were dead. I looked up tears in my eyes. He walked over and pulled me into a hug.

"Bambina, don't cry." Desmond's kind voice rang through the silence that had surrounded me. "Merde. Don't cry. I promise it will be alright eventually."

I blinked and eventually returned the hug. My shaking arms encompassed his sturdier form.

"Sorry for the Italian. It's one of the side effects of the animus and viewing the memories of Ezio Auditore da Firenze." Desmond said softly.

"I…I don't… mind…" came my feeble reply.

His kind smile and tender look encouraged me slightly.

"Do you want to learn what they knew?" he asked softly, "How to be an Assassin..."

~Back to the Present~

I shook my eyes closing as tears started to fall then I whispered, "… Master Desmond…"

After a minute I got up and ran to the roof crying.

~To Be Continued~

Translations according to research feel free to correct me.

A fanabla~ go to hell

cazzone~ prick

merde~ shit or fuck

bambina~ little girl

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