A/N. And here's chapter 2. If you guys are wondering when all the action and crap is going to start, I can't answer that because I'm not even completely sure. It seems that for this story at least the plot is going to be a little slow going at first, probably because I'm still trying to adjust typing out this Fem!Tsuna's personality, which is absolutely nothing like the nervous, clumsy wreck that was the original. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy the chapter and thanks for reading!

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Target 2: Of Difficult Personalities


It was weird, having more than just her mother and herself in the house. There was an increase in noise, a lot of which was very questionable at best, and probably something she should ignore if she wanted to keep her head. But then again, back when it was just the two of them, it was really more like one person that lived in the house and another that just happened to be nearby and was easy to forget existed. Her brother's coming home after so long had changed that however, suddenly and without warning, there was more people, old childhood friends that had hung out with her twin when they were little now coming over to see him again and how exactly he had changed since last they had talked to each other. More noise and general nuisances that wound up distracting her from whatever she was doing when it occurred. The quiet and solitude she had been so used to, so comfortable with, had been torn apart by her brother and his home tutor's presence within the household, turning the quiet into loud, obnoxious noises that often startled her and the solitude into a feeling of uncomfortable loneliness. The latter of which was a feeling she had long since forgotten about after she had stopped going to school altogether.

The only upside to all of this seemed to really be the fact that at least he had left her alone after their little conversation, however one-sided it might've been when it happened. He was also attending school, the middle school she would've gone to if she had stayed, so for at least seven days out of a whole week, the house was quiet up until he came home at some point, usually around three o'clock in the afternoon, and then the chaos and loud noises would start up and continue until late in the night.

"Chaos." The greeting was unfamiliar, but it did its job in grabbing her attention as she gave the man currently standing in her doorway a sidelong glance while continuing to work on her computer, a set of headphones hanging around her neck with the quiet mumble of music thrumming from its speakers.

"…" She chose not to respond, instead turning her attention back onto her computer as the man walked in, steps gradual and graceful as he seemed to once again take in the appearance of her room, which was admittedly barren without a whole lot of personality put into it. It had once been filled with things that she liked, stuffed animals, books, and music CDs, all sorts of things that she guessed would be typical of a girl at her age, but then one day she had just found herself taking it all down and packing it up into a big cardboard box and she had never given it a second thought or looked back after she had stuffed said box, full to the brim with everything she didn't want to see any longer, as far back into the closet as it could go. She couldn't recall why exactly she had done so, but it all still remained in the back of her closet none the less.

"Still not talking?" The man asked, coal black eyes staring down at her from underneath the brim of his fedora. Her answer was silence punctuated by the constant sounds of tapping from the keyboard, but it seemed at least that he hadn't been expected a proper answer from her. It was obvious at least, that he understood her personality to some extent and knew not to expect much in the ways of proper communication. How much though, she couldn't be entirely sure of. "Hmph," the man chuckled, a hand coming up to adjust the hat on his head. "Why aren't you in school?" At this question he finally got a visible response at least. She looked up at him through chocolate brown bangs, honey brown eyes looking at him as if he had just asked the most ridiculous question in the world. Most would've shut up at that look, probably deciding it was better not to question her reasons rather than incite a possibly bad tempered fourteen year old into violence. He was not most people though. "I checked your records. It seems that you haven't went to school in almost three years now. You're fourteen, that means that you haven't been in school since you were eleven." He crossed his arms over his chest, suddenly not standing in front of the fourteen year old, but instead leaning on the desk she rarely if ever used. "Why?" He questioned again.

The conversation from there dissolved into a sort of stare down between the primly dressed man and the reclusive pre-teen who had since then refused to offer up any sort of verbal response since his and his student's arrival. It was almost like two very powerful wills battling it out for control. The only problem was, that despite not socializing with others, her will seemed to come across just as strongly as his, and just like he wouldn't give up on giving an answer, she wasn't going to give up on her refusal to talk with another human being for as long as she lived. He had dealt with her brother however, and his will was stronger than hers at times. He had made him bend under his will and do as he wanted so the boy could better himself and be more prepared for the dangers his future held. His twin sister would cave eventually, all it took was a little patience.

"Why do you care?" She asked, looking at him from behind the screen of her laptop. She seemed to have curled in on herself at some point during the conversation, suddenly looking a lot smaller than she originally had. Was she really that intimidated by his presence or was it something else entirely?

"I care because you are my student's sister, and as such it is my job to make sure you don't hold him back." He really could've put that more nicely, honestly he could have, but this child was being very difficult, outright defiant in fact. Not even his other student, Dino, had given him this much trouble when it came to being agreeable. "Whether you like it or not, his success depends on how well you yourself are doing. So I ask again, why aren't you in school?" It seemed at least that he had gotten through to her to some extent, though whether it was positive or negative, he could not know right away. Even for him, this child was difficult to read. Everything she did screamed about how cut off she was from actual society. Every twitch in her fingers showed just how much time she spent on that computer of hers, every wayward glance, just how unsure she was about everything. Her world had probably seemed so steady and sure without the two of them there, and then for both her twin brother, who hadn't been home in years, and himself to come waltzing in, it probably had turned everything upside down for her. And if it hadn't yet, than it would soon enough. Unfortunately for her at least, her brother's life was dangerous, and with him being here in Japan, staying with the remainder of his family, eventually they were going to get involved.

That was the one thing the twins' father had failed to account for. No matter how much he didn't want it to, eventually both his wife and their youngest twin would get caught up in all the dangers that their chosen lifestyles would entail, and there was nothing they could really do it about it. Fate had truly dealt them a bad hand.

"This is stupid…" It was that defeated response again, the one that came when she did not want to deal with whoever she was talking to. Honestly, he had only sat through a whole conversation with her once, and that had been when her brother was trying to talk to her, only for the whole thing to go south rather quickly. She had not wanted to acknowledge his existence in her room, she had wanted him to leave without so much as a word to her, but when he hadn't and had tried to press for answers as to why exactly she was behaving the way she was. It had been a sensitive topic for her he guessed, she refused to answer, refused to respond, refused to acknowledge both her brother and himself, and when Natsuyo had finally had enough and tried to gain her attention by taking away the thing that was keeping it, she eventually shut down on him. She refused to continue the conversation, retreating in a way that caused the other party to do so for her.

It was a dismissal, a lot less direct than the one she had given her brother a week before, but unfortunately for her, he wasn't as easy to detour as Natsuyo had been.

"I don't care if this is stupid to you. I asked a question, I want an answer. A verbal answer." He stated, pushing himself off of the desk he had been leaning on to walk up to the now very much reclusive pre-teen. She was starting to shut down on him, something he had only seen on rare occasions with children who when being scolded. Specifically children, who no matter how many times it had occurred, just didn't know how to handle getting yelled at by parents or adults, it was a messy cycle that went nowhere fast.

The child would do something wrong and as a result the parent or adult would get upset and start yelling at them, the parent or adult's voice would escalate in volume and cause said child to subsequently freeze up on them. The child would attempt to withdraw into themselves, and with the lack of response that came with such actions, the adult or parent only got more angry. Eventually the child would come back, but it was usually only at the point where things had basically dissolved into tears, yelling, lots of screaming, and all-around mutual anger. In the end, the only result was the child wound up holding a grudge towards the adult in question, and the adult was fed up with dealing with the child walking away to leave them to brood only to come back on occasion and make the situation worse. "You're trying to block everything out now, that won't make the problems go away."

"This is so stupid…" It was mumbled, her response barely audible, and even the tutor himself was having difficulty catching it, but it spoke volumes as to her current mental state. She really didn't want to continue this conversation, she probably even wanted, was hoping for him to disappear. This was a level of defiance he had yet to really deal with, but it wasn't like he couldn't handle it.

Dino had given him defiance in the form of quiet rage, doing what he wanted him to, but with a lot less finesse and whole lot of taking his sweet time to get it done. Her twin brother, had been a bit easier, still defiant but willing to at least try simply because he understood that he would need these lessons, what he was being taught, if he wanted to protect those close to him. The sister however, was a completely different type of defiance. The others had been agreeable to a certain extent, doing what he wanted them to, but in different ways, adding a challenge to it simply because they could and they would. The challenge she was offering him, was just simply trying to get her to respond to him. She was quiet defiance in the form of absolutely refusing to respond, and even when she did there always came a point where she just shut down and outright refused to continue talking. She'd curl in on herself and put up all sorts of walls and signals that screamed at the person before her to leave her alone, they weren't welcome in her now very clearly small, very much lonely world of just her and a computer that seemed to be her only tether to the outside world. The one place that she just didn't want to have to deal with any longer.

If she was going to be of any use to her brother in the long run, even as just someone to fall back on when times got tough, he'd need to break through these walls and limits she had set for herself and others. The first order of business being to get off of that computer at some point, but that would have to wait for another day. Natsuyo would be coming home soon, and he had to talk with their mother about when exactly this whole deterioration had occurred with her daughter, and what the cause might've been if in fact the woman knew. There was even a strong possibility he'd have to get some extra help from one of the others with this case. But he would try, and he would succeed, he always did after all. This was just another challenge in the long run, and another seemingly hopeless soul that needed a little bit of steering back onto the right path.

For today at least, he'd give her the space she was currently craving.

"You can't run away from them forever. They are going to catch up with you. Whether or not you like it, they are catching up to you." Those last words from her twin's strange home tutor shook her to the core, scared her more than he probably would've known.

"If the world stopped spinning, what would I do?" She found herself asking the question out loud, the one that had been forgotten the second her brother's tutor had waltzed into her room. Suddenly she grabbed her computer, opening it again as she typed away hurriedly.


"What would you do if the world stood still?"

"I'd wish it would stay that way."


A/N. So what do you guys thinks? Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and thanks for reading! Please review and see ya!