Kochou Hirota, the Soccer Star

Summary: Her mother loved her twin brother over her. Her father is always out of the country, doing some Sales-man stuff. Her brother died from an accident. Pretending to be her brother, Hiromi thought no one would ever like her for her real true self. But isn't she wrong when she accidently bumps into the 'No-good' brunette and his friends.

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR nor the picture cover ( i made some changed to it though ), they belong to their respective owners. I only own Hiromi and her family.

She was always alone. No one to help her. No one to laugh with her. No one to tell your secrets to. No one to trust… Her dad… He would always be gone to work, leaving her all alone in the dark… Her twin brother, died in a car accident… Her mother, an unstable woman that won't admit her son's death and mistake her daughter as her son…

Kochou, Hiromi.

Doesn't exist no more… She is now…

Kochou, Hirota.

They look identical, but polar-opposite personality..

Hirota, the friendly, caring, helpful child that's loved by many people. The ideal child that most parents want.

Hiromi, the quiet, blunt, violent child that's ignored by many non-ideal child that most parents didn't want to be involved with.

Hiromi was sitting in the classroom, like usual, forcing out a laugh at her 'friend's' joke.

'I don't get the joke.' She thought, laughing.

"H-Hirota-kun!" A feminine, timid voice called out as the cross-dressing girl turned her head to the speaker. There stood a petite, black-haired girl that is holding out a wrapped box in her hands, a small red blush on her cheeks.

'Another fan girl, Rota-nii was always popular when we were little…' Hiromi thought, bitterly.

A flash of sadness of the past flickered in her emerald eyes before it covered up with pseudo happiness.

"Please h-have this!" She blushed, averting her gaze to her shoes. Glancing around to see spectators watching them, Hiromi grabbed the bento box, her hands brushed against the petite girl's fingers. Her red face darken.

"Thanks! I bet it'll taste great!" Hiromi grinned.

"Y-You're welcome…" She looked down and dashed out of the classroom, happiness lying across her red-face. The crossdresser layed the wrapped bento box on her desk as she turned back to her so-called guy friends.

"You're lucky, getting the ladies" Yukita complained, comical tears flowing down his cheeks.

"I don't always get the ladies" Hiromi deadpanned.

'Can't they tell that I have feminine features?' Her emerald eye twitches in aggravation.

"Yeah, Gokudera and Yamamoto are also popular with the ladies." One of the guys pointed out.

"Well, Hiro gets gifts and confessions from the ladies like what? 10 times a week?" Yukita pouted.

"It's actually 5-6 times a week." Gin corrected, pushing up his spectacles as they flash. The others sweatdropped at his useless calculation.

"It was an rhetorical question, smartass!" Yukita yelled, rolling his eyes. Gin blinked before he shrugged his shoulders, not at all offended by his friends words. The crossdresser also rolled her emerald orbs, thinking it was riduculous.

She looked out of the window and saw a certain brunette running passed the gates with his boxers on, once again. When is he going to stop doing such odd actions? Ever since he had confess to her cousin, Kyoko, Sawada had been acting a bit different and many things had changed over time. Then, she spotted a small infant baby with a black suit and fedora hat, standing on top of the gates, smirking at the brunette.

'A baby? With a suit and a fedora isn't he Sawada's sibling or something like that?' She furrowed her brows before waving the thought out of her mind.

She raised a brown eyebrow and looked quickly away when the infant turned his beady eyes to meet emerald ones.

'Scary!' She thought, a shiver went passed her spine.

Hiromi stood up from her seat when the bell ring for lunch, heading towards the classroom door.

"Yo, Hiro! Where are you going?" One of her 'friends' called out, waving his arm. The crossdresser glanced over her shoulder, holding back a sigh.

'Can't I have some fresh air and be alone for once?'

"I'm going to get some fresh air." She smiled, charmingly and left the stunned classmates in the room as she walked out of the door. She walked through the hallway, her head drooping down to stare at the floor. Suddenly, she bumped into someone and took a step back.

"Sorry..." She mumbled, lifting up her head.

Tsuna and his two friends, Gokudera and Yamamoto.

"Oi, Watch where you're going and apologize to Tenth!" Gokudera demanded, glaring at her when he shoved his face near the crossdresser.

Leaning her upper body back to have some distance from the fuming silverette, a tick mark appeared on her head.

'Gokudera, Hayato. A half-japanese male that's transferred from very rude and aggressive towards everyone. He's only devoted towards Sawada.'

"HIIEE~! It's the Star Soccer player Kochou, Hirota!" Tsuna bowed many times, apologizing to the crossdressing girl.

'Soccer Star? I'm flattered, but why is he squealing in fear? Am I that scary or something?' She rose an eyebrow in confusion.

'Sawada, also known as 'No-good' Tsuna. He is very normal and wimpy.'

"It's was my fault, too. So stop apologizing." She smiled, putting a hand up in front of her to stop him from apologizing. The brunette stopped, but he straighten up his form and flushed in embarrassment, fidgeting on the spot.

'He's like a kicked puppy or something…' Hiromi stared blankly at him.

"I apologize for bumping you." Hiromi saluted, trying to act casual.

Tsuna nodded as Gokudera scowled at the lack of manners, the girl used. He does not approve such poor manners!

"Hi Kochou!" Yamamoto waved his hand, grinning widely as he stood behind his two friends. The Soccer star turned to the tall baseball player and nodded.

'The baseball star player, Yamamoto, Takeshi. He's very naïve and innocent.'

"Hi Yamamoto."

"What are you doing here?" Yamamoto wondered, cocking his head to the side, looking down at her.

"I'm here to get some fresh air." Hiromi laughed, rubbing the back of her head.

"Oh really? Ahaha, we already did." Yamamoto laughed.

Tsuna and Gokudera stared at the laughing athletes.

Is it possible that they just saw two Yamamotos? It must be their imagination.

"Well, See you guys later Sawada, Yamamoto and, Gokudera." She walked passed them after a little bow.

"He's polite." Yamamoto commented with a smile, glancing over his shoulder to the athlete's small back.

"No he isn't! He lacks manners towards the Tenth! Not watching where he's going!" Gokudera ranted, shoving a cigarrette in between his lips.

"I think he was alright… but his smile seems very…off, like it doesn't reach his eyes." Tsuna voiced out, furrowing his brows.

"He looks like a very good asset in the Vongola famiglia." Reborn piped, appearing on Tsuna's shoulder as the brunette squealed in surprise, still not used to his tutor's sudden appearances.

"Reborn! Don't bring innocent people in this!" Tsuna complained.

"Yeah. Besides that weakling shouldn't be part of Tenth's family!" Gokudera objected, nodding.

"Kochou? In the Mafia game? I guess that would be fun to have more players!" Yamamoto grinned.

"Hm… Kochou, Hirota, huh?" Reborn stroke his pet, thinking about the encouter of the Soccer Player.

A/N: Sorry if it's too short!