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BokehBlue

Saaniser

Ill elemental

Disclaimer: I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

Warnings: no beta-reader

Pairings: None in this chapter

Rating: T; might change to M

Target 1: Birth of Grande Cielo and the perceptiv rain!

Seriously, what kind of crime did I commit to deserve something like this? Tsunami thought as she looked at her two younger siblings Takato and Himeo, who were making fun of her. Today they got there tests back and Tsunami had gotten the lowest score of all, 27 points. Well, it didn't hurt. Tsunami had woken up two days ago in this world, so it wasn't really her who had written the test but herself from this world. What annoyed her is that Takato and Himeo didn't score that much better. The three of them were triplets. But while Takato and Himeo were identical twins, Tsunami was born from a seperated egg. The twins came more after her father. Both had pale blond hair though Takato had his hair as short like his father and Himeo's hair reached to her they had her father's brown eyes.

After Tsunami had finished eating, she changed into red shorts and a black tank top. When she came back down her mother and siblings threw her confused glances but soon the twins started laughing at her and bet how often Dame-Tsuna will trip. Nana on the other hand saw the determined look on her face and couldn't help but smile sadly. She had the feeling somewhere in the past she had failed her eldest daughter. Promising to herself that from now on she will support Tsunami with everything she got, Nana smacked her twins behind their heads and ordered them to clean their room.

The once Vongola Decimo ran straight into the forest where she punched the nearest rock, which was nearly pulverized.

"It looks like I can still control my flames. But this body is so weak. Looks like I don't have a choice but to make me go through Reborn's training." Tsunami grapped the pacifier which was tied to her neck like a necklace and under her shirt. She clenched her teeth when she thought of Reborn's lifeless body who wasn't far away from her.

"No matter if your friend or enemy in this world. I won't let you die this time." Tsunami murmered, looking up to the sky which was clouded. Raindrops started to fall from above.

The cloud and the rain. She glanced one last time at the grey clouds, who seemed to be aware of the current fragile state of the sky and hid it in order to protect it. While the rain tried to wash away its 's mouth twisted into a smirk.

Why not?

"Tadaima." Tsunami said as she entered the house again.

"Okaeri." Her mother greeted and continued cleaning the dining table. After showering Tsunami sat infront of her laptop in her room and hacked the databases of different mafia famiglias including Vongola, Gessou, Nero Giglio and Chiavarone. Shoichi and Spanner had taught her how to hack dince she didn't want to depend so often on them especially when Byakuran was around who loved to mess with her.

"What the…?" Tsunami stared at the screen confused. "Aww, who might you be~?" A window popped open. "A chat? Are you kidding me?"

OrangeCube sent you an invitation to a chatroom. Do you want to open it?

"Not really." Tsunami murmered but clicked yes.

Please enter your name.

Tsunami grinned as she entered the name GrandeCielo. The name will tick off many mafiosi.

GrandeCielo entered the chatroom.

OrangeCube: Your new to this, aren't you?

GrandeCielo: My first time ^^

OrangeCube: rejhbfoirehfoijefo

GrandeCielo: ?

HardcoreOtaku: Ignore him. He surely got stomach ache. For your first time it was good.

GrandeCielo: Hm~? Stomach ache you say? I hate to tell you this but you just told me who he is.

HardcoreOtaku: What? But I don't know him in real life. He just told me once that he gets stomach ache from stress.

GrandeCielo: Which doesn't mean that I don't know him. But to add some infos, he also falls asleep while he is getting dressed for bed.

OrangeCube: Cielo? Who are you? Do I know you?

HardcoreOtaku: He is right? I thought he was bluffing o.O

GrandeCielo: Not yet, Cube-chan~. But you will someday.

OrangeCube: You remind me of one of my friends.

GrandeCielo: Hey, don't compare me with that marshmallow addicted porcupine.

OrangeCube: o.O You know him?

GrandeCielo: Well, it was nice meeting you. We will surely meet each other again. Oh, and Cube-chan? Take care of Natsu-chan until I get her.

GrandeCielo left the chatroom.

HardcoreOtaku: Okay. He is definitively weird.

OrangeCube: I can't believe there is someone with a similar personality like him. And how did he know about that?

If anyone had entered Tsunami's room they would have left it within a millisecond screaming and running. The brunette smiled like a mad man and you could see how she ploted something crazy.

"Sho-chan, I have to thank you properly later." Chuckling she closed her laptop and took out a notebook and a pencil.

The next weeks Tsunami's schedule looked like this: wake up at 4 a.m., training til 7 a.m., showering, breakfast, school, homework, training til 7 a.m., hacking, searching for certain people and hacking. She befriended Takeshi, Kyoya, Tetsuya, Ryohei, Kyoko, Hana, Nagi/Chrome and Haru somehow and was bit surprised about Lambo and Fuuta who were both as old as her.

Right now Tsunami had other problems. For the first time her pacifier had reacted to another one which meant one of the arcobalenos was nearby. And she definitively didn't want to find out who it was. As she hurried through the streets she noticed an old antique shop.

Was this shop here before? Tsunami asked herself and entered the small building. A bell rang and Tsunami saw that no other person was in there. The brunette gulped. Where was her hyper intuition in such situations. She felt helpless and didn't like it at all.

"Ah, you surely are late. I expected you earlier." A male voice said. Tsunami turned to where it came from and stiffened when her eyes met black orbs. The white haired man's lips curved into an amused smile.

"Osashiburi desu ne, Lady Vongola." Tsunami resisted the urge to shift into a fighting stance but narrowed her eyes.

"It looks like you still don't trust me. But let me tell you this, it's because of me that you're here. Primo surely knows how to be persistent." The last part was mumbled and Tsunami had a hard time understanding it.

"What do you want, Checkerface?" Tsunami asked coldly which caused Kawahira to sigh.

"I would prefer you calling me Kawahira if I'm in this form. And shouldn't I be the one asking you that? This shop only appears to those who are in trouble and desperately looking for something. Or more like hiding from someone in your case." Kawahira explained and adjusted his glasses. Tsunami frowned at that but didn't say anything.

"Don't worry. He won't find you here. Even though I'm rather surprised by his appearance in a town like this. Can you tell who of your fellow arcobalenos is passing through you home?" Again Tsunami didn't say anything but the white haired guy could easily tell that she was annoyed by the fact she didn't know.

"I could teach you how to do it. Back then your tutor wouldn't let me near you and by the time you were the Decimo your potential was almost none existent. But right now your ten years old, back to that age where your possibilities are unlimited. Use that to your advantage and become even stronger than you were. If not the same tragedy will occure again." Tsunami couldn´t take it anymore and shifted her gaze to the floor. The dead bodies of her family once again before her eyes like she was back in her time. The brunette closed her eyes and shook her head to get rid of the images.

"You're really luck, you know." Tsunami looked up confused. What did he mean? "This world is almost exactly like yours. The plots are the same. You could use your knowledge to keep yourself out of trouble. To stay in the shadows and help your friends as a stranger. They would never find out who you really are. On the other hand if you leave everything like it should be there is a high possibility that nothing is going to change. Really nothing." Kawahira made sure to emphasize the right words. Tsunami's eyes were wide. She knew once she had chosen she couldn't back out anymore. The sound of a bell ringing teared her out of her thoughts. She turned around to see who had came in and froze for the second time today. At the door there stood a figur in a black cloak. She couldn't see his face since the hood was covering almost his whole face. The part she could see eas white. But it wasn't the appearance that made Tsunami stiff. It was his presence alone that made Tsunami nearly cower in fear.

"I think it is time for you to go. If you made up your mind the shop will appear again." Kawahira gently placed a hand on her back and pushed her towards the exit where the cloaked figure stood who stepped aside so she could use the door. "Think about it. Make the right decision. Or you have to go through it again and again." Kawahira whispered. Tsunami looked at him from the side with shocked eyes. But before she could say anything he pushed her out of the shop. When Tsunami looked back the antique shop was gone.

Again? Does that mean if I fail I will be transported to another world? I'll have to watch them die over and over again? A panicked expression graced the girl's face. Her two hands were buried in her now messy hair. She didn't even notice how it started to rain and how after ten minutes someone stopped next to her.

"Nami?" The girl flinched slightly and looked up. Takeshi was standing next to her holding an umbrella and looking worried.

"Ah, Takeshi-kun. Since when are you here?" She asked shyly.

"Not so long. What is wrong? Oh, I get it. You're lost, right?" Takeshi grinned proudly which caused Tsunami to gap at him before bursting into a fit of laughter. The baseball fan looked at her confused before laughing along.

"You're really something, Takeshi-kun. But no. I'm not lost. Just having a conflict with myself. Good thing the rain came." The soon-to-be rain guardian looked at her questiongly and furrowed his eyebrows before his look softened.

"So you like the rain? That's why you are standing here and risking getting a cold?" Tsunami noticed that Takeshi's smile was rather forced. For an eleven year old kid, he surely was perceptiv.

"No. That's not the reason. But it's true. I love the rain. It always washes away my sorrows or at least it pushes them away for a certain time so I can get my head clear." Tsunami giggled as she noticed what she had just said. "I sound silly, don't I?" Takeshi swung his umbrella to the side, so that he and Tsunami got hit by the raindrops. After a few seconds Takeshi spoke up.

"Nope. You're right. It feels great. But Tsunami…." Takeshi's eyes once again became sharp and calculating. "…were you talking about the weather or a person?" Indeed, too perceptiv for an eleven year old kid.

And done. Go to my profil to vote for Tsunami x ?

Tsunami: Next time in Colorful Sky. Four years later. Reborn is arriving.

Takeshi: Hahaha. I'm looking forward seeing the kid again.

Tsunami: At least you learned the Souen Ryu already.

Tsunami & Takeshi: Target 2: The tortur starts once again!

Takeshi: Ne, Tsunami. Why is the kid so tall?

Tsunami: He? Wait, what?