A/N: Hi-ho! Sorry, but I changed the A/N in this chap hehehe, the reason is… well, I just don't like it hahaha. Anywho, thanks for the favorites/alerts/reviews! I hope you keep supporting this fic! Keep the suggestions coming, I'm filling it in! XD thanks again and enjoy!

P.s. this is a rewritten version! Any suggestions and criticism is welcomed!

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR

Summary: She met him at an unexpected place. But suddenly that become a routine and Tsuna and Chikusa started to have deeper emotions for each other. But what will happen when one sentence opened a possibility of a sad ending?

Warning: GenderBend (Fem27), so wrong season, AU, minor OC (shopkeepers), writings (to be honest I haven't got the chance to proof-read it… hehe… will do later on, though)

Requested by: Hakoiri. Thank you, as always! XD though I have to apologize it's an AU *sweat*

Sweet Encounter

"The best proof of love is trust."
- Joyce Brothers

Sawada Tsunahime shivered as the cold breeze pass by. In just a few weeks, winter will be coming. She would rather stay in bed with hot chocolate milk while watching the view by her window rather than going on an errand like this. She sighed as she recalled her mom ask her to go to the shop nearby to buy some sugar. She couldn't help but wonder why her mother wanted to make a cake at this time.

Tsuna walked lazily and noticed the shop she was about to go. She gasped when she read the sign "closed". Well of course it's closed; it's almost holiday! Tsuna growled and mumbled about how bothersome this is. After a while, she decided to go to another shop to check for sugar; she didn't want to sadden her mother.

Tsuna continued her walk and just in a short moment she could see a small store that sold warm buns. She brightened up and quickly thought how lucky she is! She's hungry and cold right now, and she accidentally walked by to the store! She skipped toward the place and ordered a bun with her pocket money; it's all that she has left. She watched the man packaging her order.

"Ummm… sir, do you know any place that sells sugar around here? The one that opens though," Tsuna asked shyly. The man looked up from his work and smiled.

"Ah, I know a lady that sold sweets and open almost every day, but it was quite a walk from here," the man replied as he finished packaging and handed the bag to Tsuna. "Here's your order."

"Thank you. Oh, could you tell me where it is?" Tsuna asked.

"It's on the side of the road headed to that hill," The man pointed to distance. "It's the only store at that place so it shouldn't be hard to find it."

"I see, thank you sir," Tsuna bowed slightly to him before she started to head to the pointed place.

After a while, she reached a road with no people around. As she continued her walk, she started to get tired and she was about to eat her food that she bought a while ago but stopped when she saw a small store in distance. She brightened up and rushed to the store. She smiled brightly when she saw that it was open. Just as she was gazing at the signboard, she heard an incredible order from inside.

"Three boxes of gums please," a flat voice said. She sweat-dropped when she heard that; is there anyone eat gums that much? Tsuna took a peek inside and saw a boy unlike in her imagination. The boy was tall and not fat at all, he wore a jacket and a plain pants, and he has glasses and also a white hat. Tsuna was still amazed until the lady asked her.

"Good evening young lady, is there anything you want to buy?" the lady smiled. Tsuna blushed because of her rudeness in staring. She then walked inside and went to the counter.

"Umm… Do you have any sugar?" Tsuna asked politely. The lady nodded before she searched in the rack. While waiting, Tsuna took a few glances to the boy beside her and she couldn't help but think she was the shortest person on the planet. The lady then returned to the counter carrying two kinds of things.

"Here's the sugar, and here's the gums," the lady said as she pointed to said things. The boy nodded as he pulled out his purse and gave her the money. He then left without another word which makes Tsuna rather confused by his attitude. Tsuna turned her attention from the boy to the lady when she heard the lady gasped.

"Oh my, there should be a change for him but he already left," the lady said as she put the change on the counter. Tsuna take a look at the lady then at the boy. It was not much, but it's not like she's in a hurry anyway.

"Ma'am, is it okay if I deliver this change instead?" Tsuna asked.

"My, that would be really helpful," the lady replied. Tsuna nodded and took the change before she ran after the boy. He was not exactly speeding away, so it didn't take that much effort to reach him, though she only managed to do so after a distant.

"Wait!" Tsuna called out to him, almost between her pants. The boy stopped on his track and spun around almost slowly. Tsuna finally felt that similar nervousness as when she met a total stranger. Not knowing what better thing to say, she showed the money "Here… you forgot this."

"…" the boy stared at her before he took the money from her hand. He thanked her in a very low and soft voice and in an instant he was about to left again.

"Ah wait!" Tsuna suddenly call him by reflex. Once again the boy stopped and looked at her which makes her more nervous than she was. "U-umm… it's not good for your health if you eat candy all the time… I have some warm bun; you could take it if you'd like."

"…" the cold and silent stare makes her feel more stupid than she ever was. Suddenly the boy answered in the same flat tone, "These candies are for my friend; not for me."

"O-oh… I see…" Tsuna half-whisper with a deep blush on her face. Suddenly a thought struck her, "U-umm! I-it's not that I think you're the kind of person that eats candy all the time! I-I was just-"

"It's nothing," the boy cut in her rants. Tsuna stared at him and nodded with her head low.

"T-thank you…?" Tsuna whispered and looked down at the floor. The boy nodded slightly before walked away once again. Tsuna finally straighten up and looked at the gradually smaller figure. Tsuna smiled to herself; he's a nice guy after all!

The next day, miraculously, she met him again! Only this time, he's on his way to one of the store near her neighborhood instead of the one they came to yesterday. She was strolling around the place to buy some warm buns (yes, again) when she spot the oh-so-similar-looking teenager. She could only laugh mentally and was about to dismiss it and walk away when suddenly his voice felt like… calling her?

She turned around and really found the boy looking at her way, "Y-yes?"

"You're the one that gave me the change yesterday?" he asked. She raised an eyebrow and nodded.

"Yes, I was…" she approached him slowly, almost suspiciously. "Why?"

"… Well, actually the shopkeeper yesterday has miscalculated and there should be no change for me," he explained to her in a passive voice without letting her know what's inside his head really. She tilted her head.

"Oh… so… you're going to give the money back to her?" she proposed and he shook his head.

"Actually the change should be yours," he told her as he pull out some money from his pocket. "I just went there but the candies haven't been restocked, so I thought to check it in this store."

"O-oh… I see…" she shrugged awkwardly. "Y-you know, you could keep it. I mean, well… it could buy you some more extras for your friend."

"…" he stared at her blankly. Her lips twitched.

"O-or I could just keep it," she said shortly and took the money from him, careful in not causing anything that could break into another awkward moment—really, what else could describe this situation? She nodded, "Thanks."

"Hm."

Her inner-chibi shook her head, before she noticed something. "Hey… aren't you cold?" when she didn't get a respond, she continued, "I mean… I was freezing in this layer of clothes. Don't you feel cold when you wear such thin layer of clothes?"

"… not really," he answered, as if it's a matter of fact and she's trying to defy science.

"I don't really think it's possible…" she sweat-dropped but smiled. She knew some boys like to pretend tough. "Now that I think about it, this store also sold some warm buns, although it's not as good as the one yesterday… you know, you should try it."

He didn't answer, as expected, so she just went ahead and buy two steaming warm buns. Although she did say it's not the best, but the scent is still very tempting. She could almost hear her own stomach growled and couldn't wait to get a bite. She literally almost shoved one of the bun to him.

"Here," she said with a bright smile. "Take it; it's on me."

The boy slowly takes the small package unto his hand, observing it for a while. She was usually awkward in this situation, but her stomach comes first and she quickly give a large bite on the white bun, then screamed out in delight. "It's so delicious~!" when she saw him not eating, her eyes changed. "You should eat it fast otherwise it'll gone cold and it'll be a waste."

"…" he didn't show any sign that he's listening or even going to listen to her, but he slowly took a rather small bite at his side and silently munch it down. She hummed in triumph before she too focused on her own meal.

"Oh boy, is it because I'm hungry or is the bun more delicious than it used to be?" she asked with a bright smile on her bulging cheek. There's only sound of chewing as another three minutes passed. As soon as it's gone, the bun has already gone into her stomach. She stretched her arms upwards. "Well that was good isn't it? And my body feels warm, too."

"… hm," he paused from eating. She smiled and almost chuckled before sighing and skipped on her feet.

"Well, I'd better be going now. See you later," she said as she slid her hands to her pockets. With a slight shrug, she started to skip towards her house. Strangely, she felt his eyes on her back, but she did not dare to turn around.

"… Again?" she asked with a laugh on her eyes. The boy shrugged.

"The store hasn't restocked," he merely answered as she stood beside him. "I've checked there earlier."

"I see," she secretly smiled. "How about some warm buns again? That's why I came."

"… I don't want the green one," he suddenly commented, which, well, kinda shocked her. She nodded stiffly.

"Alright," she turned at the cashier. "Then two of the white ones. With the red dot*."

The steam was released into open air as soon as the bun was pulled out. She almost squealed in glee, because she's feeling cold, and besides, there's an improvement with the young lad beside her. She thanked the cashier and pay it in a rush. Soon, she's busy blowing off the steam from the bun, while the boy didn't pull any intention to cool down his bun. After a short while, she begins the feast.

"By the way… I never know your name," she said with her mouth half-full. "Ah, I'm Sawada Tsunahime by the way. I lived around here."

"… Kakimoto Chikusa," he said softly.

"Where do you live, Kakimoto-san?"

"Kokuyo," he answered before taking another bite. Tsuna's eyes widened with recognition; so that's why he keeps coming to that store a few days ago.

"Isn't that a neighbor town? That's pretty far; it must be tough to walk from there to here every day," Tsuna smiled. He shrugged.

"It's nothing."

"You're very nice to do that for a friend," she pointed out with a widened smile.

"Hm, he's just bedridden and wouldn't stop nagging until he eat some gums," he explained. "He even refused eating… he's so stubborn… it's troublesome."

"That didn't sound like someone who's sick," she sweat-dropped, more like pregnancy's craving. She nodded, "Still… it was nice of you."

"…" his motion paused for a second, as if letting the word sunk in before he continues. She smiled at him.

"Hey listen, if your friend still hasn't recovered at the end of this week, I can help you out with something," she said brightly. She guessed that behind those glasses, his eyes reflected suspicions. "Well… just wait. I always keep my words after all."

When the sun was out, and the stores have opened, she immediately went to the shop for clothes and sewing tools. She took pale white, pastel brown, and an almost-soft-gold wools from the shelves. She already decided to make a beanie (yes, despite he already wore one) and felt that these colors will suit it perfectly. She was honestly clueless at what to give, and has forcefully bring out the fact that his beanie is rather thin and ragged. A young employee came over and offered some help in carrying the things.

"Thank you, but it's fine really," Tsuna said as she showed the wools on her hands. The employee nodded and smiled.

"You really picked up some of our best collections, is it for someone special? A boy, perhaps?" she asked mischievously. Tsuna wanted to laugh, but didn't.

"No, it's not for a… special…" Tsuna said. Well, she was right about the boy… She cleared her throat. "I-it's for a friend."

The employee chuckled, "You don't need to hide it. I've been in those age, too, you know," she winked and Tsuna sweat-dropped, but not without a blush. She hummed shortly, "We're going to give 50% discount this week; it's the best price you can get in this season."

Tsuna nodded and they walked to the counter. Friends… it would be nice if they're really friends though.

"I thought you were going to give me something," Chikusa said first thing as they met in the store. A plastic of gums and snacks in his hand, while a box of donuts (her mother asked her to buy some) is in her hands. She almost choked when he asked it.

"I-it took a bit longer… I'm not exactly a prodigy at knitting," she reasoned, but did not look at him.

"Hmm."

She pouted. "You just think that I'm bad at doing girl stuff don't you?"

"…?" Chikusa stared at her. She puffed her cheek even more as she looked at the taller teen, even if he's looking a bit confused.

"Just so you know, I'm pretty good at cooking! If I have a family later, that would be the most important! I mean, a woman should know how to cook! And as long as her cook is delicious, the husband would be happy every time he returned home! S-so, don't misjudged me!" she hmph-ed almost stubbornly, as if venting out something she already bottled a long time. Well, it kinda look like it did. Chikusa stayed silent.

"I didn't say anything about your girl skills…" he pointed out.

"Y-you sounded like," she sighed from her nose, suddenly feeling like she's ridiculing herself. Well, it was not far from it.

"Even from one glance I know you're not good at something as delicate as knitting," he said matter-of-fact, the direction his eyes were seeing right now was her hands—which was full of brown Band-Aids. She blushed, knowing that too, but didn't say anything because it's true. Much to her surprise however, she thought she saw a faint smile on his face, "I'll wait."

"… O-okay," she blushed even harder, but not because of embarrassment. Nobody said that hormones work this way!

Turns out, the project she planned a week, has dragged on to a month. Even though she's having a long holiday, but that doesn't make her progressing any faster. Forgetting all those details, however, she's done and was quite satisfied with her work. Unfortunately, though, by the time she finished, he was no longer going to the store as he used to be. He claimed that school's starting although hers hasn't yet. That was about three days ago. So, what did she do? Deciding a rendezvous.

With a token of bravery and extremeness, she went to Kokuyo and it turned out that there's only one school around that area. So she set off to what people called "Kokuyo Middle School" and it's almost at the other end of extremes with her school. It looked more like a nest of delinquents, where the universal law applied, and too bad she's the one that's gonna be eaten in the cycle.

Even by standing at the gates, there were some boys and girls, that looked too much like delinquents to be a middle school student, glaring at her. One group of five boys and two girls, in particular, whispered in a circle while sneaking a peek at her before they laughed. She just knew that they ridiculed her—but she didn't expect more.

"Hey cutie, you lost?" one punk approached her with a cigarette on his parted lips. She try to suppress any reaction of winching or wave the smoke from her face.

"N-no, I was just searching for someone," she explained, although she took a step back to avoid the smoke tat he blew intentionally to her face. He snickered and glanced at his friends, as if telling them that she's indeed an idiot who messed with death.

"Really? What's in the bag?" he asked and didn't bother to wait for her reply. His hand quickly about to snatch the paper bag on her hand, but she reacted, unexpectedly, faster by instinct.

"Nothing," she said, almost sending a warning look at the boy. "It's none of your business. Now, if you'll excuse me."

She was about to pass him by, even though she has been shrieking and squeaking mentally more than she ever did in her entire life. Favor was never so loyal on her side after all, as the boy loked a bit more than offended. Whoever this midget is, has underestimated him. He grabbed hold of her arm, almost in an intention of hurting her. There was a satisfied, smug grin on his face when she winched.

"Don't think you're in the right territory," he grinned, pulling her by force, successfully yanking her.

"Ouch! Let go of me!" her other hand try to pry his hand from her. He's not budging from her tiny force and the other boys and girls has started to approach them as well, seeing the chance to play around. Her brown eyes widened in horror, and she thought she could feel the sweat literally slide from her temple.

"We rule this place."

"Who did?" a calm, composed voice pierced through the crowd. Tsuna almost gasped in relief and disbelief as she saw Chikusa, standing almost too coolly with his hands on his pocket. What sending her shivers was the fact that he looked almost as dangerous as the others around her—but in a completely different way.

"Chikusa…!" she hissed out under her breath. The boy, hearing the first name from her lips, immediately released his hold from her.

"K-Kakimoto… -san," he acknowledged almost in fear. She blinked confusedly but knew better than to stay there. She started to walk away from the center of the group. Chikusa beckoned his head.

"Spread out," he said in a deep voice, which sent her another shiver. Her eyebrows threaded in worry, 'Chikusa…?'

"Y-yes, alright, whatever," the boy complied reluctantly and tilted his head for the others to follow. They nodded before in a matter of few seconds, they already gone to one of the darker turns around the school's yard. Tsuna finally breathed normally.

"T-thanks, Chikusa…" she was alarmed when he suddenly turned on his heels. "C-Chikusa?"

"Why did you come here?" he asked with no change from the earlier cold voice. She was taken aback, but thought that he'd be happy if she said the beanie was finished.

"W-well, I don't know where you live and you've stopped coming to the store… so while I already finished my promised work… I thought that I'll deliver it to you," she explained, showing the paper bag. He did not turn back. She sighed in worry, "I-if you don't want me to see your school t-then I can pretend I never see it."

He started to walk away and she almost think that he's not the same person anymore. Or is she never know him after all?

"Just leave," he said as he continued to walk further from her. "Don't ever come again."

"W-what? B-but, I-I… I thought… you…" her words stopped coming out when she saw he never even once slowing down in his steps. Even before he completely disappeared from her sight, her eyes were already blurred from the hot tears. Is she a fool, after all?

Tsuna hugged her pillow tighter as she curled on her bed. It has been a week since that day. All those days she felt like she was carrying an empty heart instead of the blooming heart before. She felt like she wanted to curl in bed all day and night, forgetting about the world. She turned to the other side and saw snow through the window. It was very beautiful and lovely… and romantic too.

She thought that they have an understanding—that they accepted each other at some point.

He said he'll wait… so why did he said that to her?

Is he one of the type that never want to mess with girls? Could it be he already has someone in that school and didn't want her to be seen by his girlfriend? What a cheater! She shut her eyes and rolled on her bed from side to side. What a stupid person she is! How could she ever wanted to be involved with him? And worse, she had wanted them to be closer than they already are. Too bad, Chikusa never felt the same.

She covered her ears with the pillow when there's a soft knock on the door. Gosh, it's not the right time to some counseling! Despite she stayed silent, the door let out a creak and the more the footsteps getting louder, the more she burry her face to the pillow.

"Tsu-chan, are you alright?" she felt a soft hand on her shoulder. "It's late; you haven't eaten a single thing since morning, you know? You could get sick."

"… don't care," she replied in a muffle voice. With every word her mother said, it broke her heart even more and almost brought the tears back to her eyes.

"It's been days you're acting like this, what happened?" her mother voice was gentle, but there was a rare authority in her voice. Tsuna usually responded equal respect when her mother used that tone, but she's being the stubborn one, refused to respond. After a tense silence, her mother sighed, "Is it because of the boy you met at the store?"

Tsuna almost jumped. How the… how did her mother know? 'Don't tell me she's been stalking me.'

"I've heard from the shopkeeper that you two have been hanging out lately to buy warm buns and some gums," Nana explained, knowing not to let her daughter even more insecure. "Is it because of him?"

"No…" she finally dragged her head out from the pillow. "It's not because of him. It's my fault, like always."

"Well, don't say that," her mother smiled gently as she caressed the younger brunette's brown hair. "What happened? You can tell me anything; I'm your mother and I will always support you, no matter what."

Tsuna hiccups and nodded. "I-I promised him to give him a beanie… but since he said he couldn't come to this side anymore because he has to go to school, I figured that I'll just go to his school and deliver it to him," she coughed. "B-but, how could I know that his school was filled with thugs? He helped me from some students and then just left me alone, telling me never to come again. I mean… why did he say that? It's his fault that he never told me anything about his school! How should I know he didn't like it if I go there? H-he… he… gosh!"

"Ssh, ssh, it's alright, Tsu-chan," Nana pulled her daughter to a soft hug. One of her hand caressed the long brown hair, while the other was holding her daughter in an embrace as she cried.

"W-why did he have to go so far as to tell me not to come again?" she protested between her sobs. "I didn't know I was a burden to him—he could've told me!"

Nana smiled and continued her stroke, waiting for Tsuna to calm down. It took a long five minutes, before the cries become soft sob, then hiccups. Nana sighed, "For that matter, Tsu-chan, I don't think that he sees you as a burden."

"B-but, he told me… to get lost," she said in a croaky voice.

"He's just that worried about you," Nana smiled. "If you were to go to his school without warning, and then you walked into some bad guys, I think that'll make Chikusa-kun pretty mad."

"B-but… why would he be mad? I-I was always—," she stopped herself from saying the bullies part in her own school. Her mother didn't need to know. "I can take care of myself."

Nana chuckled. "I do believe so too, Tsu-chan…" her smiled softened. "But when you care about someone… you just wanted to protect him or her from anything bad—if he or she was hurt, then we'll also be hurt too."

"You mean… Chikusa… cares for me?" Tsuna stared in disbelief. That cold, aloof, guy?

"I don't think it's harmful to say that," Nana nodded brightly. Tsuna shook her head in fake denial.

"N-no, he never showed any sign that he… cares…" she trailed off and remembered the way he said that he'll wait. That faint smile of his… Is that it? Tsuna's eyebrows furrowed, "But… how would you know?"

The adult hummed in delight. Her index finger touch Tsuna's nose. "That's because I share the same feeling, Tsu-chan."

"Mom…" Tsuna's eyes were as wide as saucers. And she always thought that her mother never paid any close attention to her… Nana nodded, before she let go of her hug, and then pull something from her apron's pockets. Tsuna couldn't believe that she was seeing that thing again—she was sure she has thrown it away the other day.

"Try not to lose this again okay? After all, you've put a lot of effort making this right?" Nana said, holding the beanie Tsuna knitted. There were some strings that were out of place, but still, it looked perfectly like a beanie. Her shaking hands took it carefully and she stared at it. Nana kissed her forehead understandingly before she stood up and left the room.

Tsuna closed her eyes. There were a million thoughts running in her head, but the feel of the clothe on her hand was real. Forget about everything else—the fact that he cared for her, and she cared for him…

She wants to talk to him.

She wants to see him.

She wants him to receive this.

Tsuna's hands grip the small fabric as a new determination colored her face. She will have to meet him again— she couldn't let it end like this.

Tsuna walked in the silent and snowy road, slowly, almost dragging her feet. It was almost unbelieveable, the fact that she's carrying the same paper bag again, the same content, and about to head to the same person that had told her never to come again. It was silly; she shouldn't do this—but what could stop her? She has longed and missed him.

Her feet were aching from the cold and the lack of warmth they provided. It was still a very long way to that delinquent school, and she's not sure if she's going to make it. The trains has stopped working this morning, so she has to walk.

… Maybe this wasn't a good idea after all.

As miserable as her luck has been all her life, just this one time, the favor was on her side. For some unknown reasons beyond her wildest imagination, he was standing there, waiting in front of the store, with his hands on his pocket—but this time there's no gums seen anywhere. She shook her head in disbelief; it was Wednesday and he should've been at the classroom right now.

She stopped.

"C-Chi… Chikusa…" she wiggled uncomfortably. "I… I thought you're in school…"

"I'm skipping," he said, looking at the sky, "I just thought that I want to have some warm buns."

"…!"

She wanted to laugh, wanted to cry, wanted to scream… whatever that is; she's happy.

She smiled widely; there were tears in her eyes. "You're such an awful liar," she said in a breaking voice. "I could see right through you now."

"…" He did not reply, but was taken back when she literally almost jumped at him and pulled him into a hug. But what surprised him the most is that she crying so loudly

"Next time… I will not forgive you if you ever lie to me again! So don't say such a confusing thing again!"

"…" he looked at the petite brunette. He was surprise, yes, and it showed on his stiff posture. But if he was happy, then it only shows in his eyes—but he was more than happy now; he's relieved. For being forgiven, and to know things have not end. His lips pursed into once again a faint smile. "… I was serious when I told you not to come to my school again," he said. But his long arms have circled around the brunette.

"T-then what should we do when summer comes?" she asked in a muffled voice.

"… There are still gums in here, even without warm buns," he answered and she would've thought he was joking. But he didn't.

She smiled and sighed on his chest. "… Idiot."

But… well, she wouldn't have it any other way.

*"the red dots in the warm bun": well, I don't know how it works in every country, but warm buns (bakpao, is what we usually call it) was so similar with one another in appearance, despite it have different fillings. So, usually the maker will use a "sign" to show what the filling for the bun is. One of my favorites is minced chicken with sauce, and usually its symbol is a red dot on the top of the white bun. Hahaha preference huh? XD

A/N: Oh my gosh, as I've been rewriting this, I just can't understand how my mind works the first time I make this story… It was just so cheesy and really moments-that-only-could-appear-in-shoujo-manga… well, this is not reality and this is a fanfic where everything could have happened… but, really… whew. Anyway, thanks a lot for reading! And I'm currently trying to rewrite my old stories, because… well, same reason as above hahahaha. I hope that you'll keep supporting the story and thanks for the fave/alert/reviews! *huggles!*

MAIN DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THE TWO VERSIONS (OPTIONAL READ): So, the main difference of the first and second version of this story, is that in the second version, I've tried to make everything more logical and make sense, because considering this story's setting is in "normal world with normal middle school students" without superpowers, etc (yeah, AU). It started from the second meeting between Tsuna and Chikusa; they're not meeting in the lady's shop, but in another shop near her house. And from that point, to the end, I've changed almost everything. Her talk with Nana was longer and more complicated, to clarify her feelings. Her approach with Chikusa also making more sense (in my opinion) because they're meeting in a nearby store almost every day, instead of, well… yeah. Also, the Kokuyo scene is slightly different; I try to make it more… hmm, different than only some-gangsters-teased-her, but instead, I try to make it seem like that the students there wanted to toy with the "weak newcomer" and have a game of bully (shown when they laugh in their group). I also changed the end scene. I personally liked it better when it showed Chikusa stayed in front of the store every day for her return, but this works in a more logical and non-complicated way, so I guess it's fine.

Questions readers frequently asked (or I will if I'm one):

Q: So, who's Chikusa's friend?
A: Who else the gum-lover? It's Ken.

Q: Does Mukuro exist here?
A: Yes, more or less. I intend to make the trio (Mukuro, Ken, Chikusa) as the three leaders of the school like the cannon.

Q: Tsuna's poor at knitting?
A: Yes, indeed. To make the genderbend of the maleTsuna we know, I think that her ability to cook was inherited from her mother, so she's good at cooking. But her other abilities, especially as a girl was not far from maleTsuna's ability as a boy. So, she's not good at knitting, etc, no.

Q: So, how could Tsuna accomplish the beanie in the first place?
A: With hard work. "Success is 1% talent and 99% perspiration" right? Hahaha.

Q: Why's the last scene is so… un-dramatic? And why Tsuna ask what if summer comes?
A: Well… for the last scene… I'm sorry but it's really the harder bits to make at this fic hehehe. And about Tsuna saying things like summer, is that because they're usually visiting the shop for its warm buns (or gums) because it's cold (winter), but what if summer comes when it's all hot and sweaty? They won't crave for warm buns again right?

Q: Wow, Tsuna's holiday is insanely long!
A: I know… I don't know how long holidays are in each country (in some country, there's winter holiday, summer holiday, etc) while in my country, there's only "graduation" holiday (aaargh I don't know the name… the long holiday when you're going to graduate to another level), and Christmas holiday (yes, it's the same as winter, except we don't have winter, thus the name) for LONG holidays… so, yeah. Sorry, the holiday in this story is presumably the winter's holiday, but perhaps longer hahahaha

Q: Wheww… Nana is so… motherly?
A: Yes, I think that it may be true, if she has a daughter.

Q: Unexpectedly, Chikusa is easier to approach than I think he would. And because of a meal?
A: Well… that's kinda my mistake… I just write and write and at the end, I somehow feels like that too. Hopefully only for a bit, because I did try to show his cool and cold side LOL