DISCLAIMER: This is a fanfiction, I don't own anything. Just unleashing my imagination.

PAIRINGS: OC/? (Has yet to be decided)

WARNINGS: There will or will not be romance, boys-love and girls-love. Some character bashing. Reincarnation fic.

SUMMARY: When I opened my eyes and looked into the Mirror... I saw a world of color so different from my own monochrome one... So I reached in, took my frayed thread and wove it into the beautiful world just past the Mirror's reflective surface... Little did I know that there were eyes glowing in the darkness of the Mirror's surface...and that Madness awaited me...

Thank you my dear friend and lovely beta Midnight Kaito for all her hard work on fixing much of my many mistakes!

Chapter 3: Tiring

Being with Tsuna is… tiring. Really tiring. The moment you take your eyes off him, he would wonder away, trip on air, run into bullies or worst a pedophile; the first two already gave me a headache, add number three and it would be a migraine and I didn't even want to think about number four. As I said, tiring. I didn't even want to know how he hasn't been kidnaped and sold or raped yet with the way he tended to wander and disappear. I groaned at just the thought. Honestly was he some sort of magnet for trouble? How the hell did Nana deal with this all day, every day of the week without having the urge to lock Tsuna up in a tower and not let him out? I sure as hell was tempted after the 5th man I caught offering Tsuna candy and chased away. Brat was lucky.

The only good thing that came about from this week was that I finally taught him how to not talk in third person, much to Nana's annoyance, she thought it cute for some odd reason, and my happiness, not that I showed it.

Since getting waking up and finding out that I was reincarnated into a baby I did my best to show that I'm not a veteran assassin (habits die hard…really hard). I tried rather hard to not imagine how a particular person could kill using a chopstick or by poison on the toilet door handle (I always insisted on sitting somewhere we can see the entrance and toilet together) while eating in a diner. Key word being tried, I failed…spectacularly. Giving up I decided to distract myself and expand my skills that don't involve anything violent….at least I hoped they wouldn't.

I decided to take up inventing weird things to make Tsuna scream bloody murder and get me some amusement as well….time to be cliché and find an abandoned warehouse to house my experiments and inventions….

Age: 4

"Shiwo-chwan, whatchu doooiin'?" A cute voice asks from my rear.

"… Gravity laser gun." I mumble while my hands busy with wiring the pure white gun on my wooden table. I had found my perfect warehouse to hide my lab in a few short months after my decision and it was a decision I didn't regret, unlike a great number in my previous life. I even brought Tsuna along and I can't tell you the amount of amusement I got from all of the cute fluffy brunette kid's reactions to my experiments and my testing them out on him.

The cute fluffy brunette child walks up to me to take a look over my shoulder at what I am currently making this time. He tilts his head to the right cutely while frowning, "What it do?"

I ensure all the wiring is in place before closing the lid and turning towards my guinea pig –ahem, visitor. "Mm, you'll see." Not bothering to explain further, I point the realistic looking gun towards the freaked out child. "Won't hurt. Promise."

Tsuna HIIIIE-ed while trying to find a way out of his situation. Not bothered by the display in front of me, I pull the trigger. A blue-ish glow surrounds the panicking Tsuna.

"HIIIIIIIIIE!"

"Hmm…" I rub my chin when the light dies down and nothing happens. Maybe I mixed the chemicals wrongly?

"S-S-S-SHIWO-CHWAN!" Or maybe the wiring was wrong, different wires in different places?

"Shiwoooo-chwaaaaaaaaaaaan!" Or perhaps I set the anti-gravity field a little lesser than intended?

"SHIWO!" Tsuna practically yelled into my ear. I turn my head towards him in annoyance and tadah, Tsuna is busy waving his arms like he's trying to swim with tears in his eyes.

"I see, it worked…" I mutter while pressing the 'Start' button on my stop watch, "Didn't you say you wished to be an astronaut when you grow up? This is how an astronaut's daily life feels like." I continue my explanations while observing for any side-effects.

"TSU-KUN WANTS DOWN! TSU-KUN NO WANT BE ASTWONAUT NO MORWE!" he shrieks with all his tiny lungs could hold. Sheesh, I was being supportive giving him some real experience but, nooooo. Why would I make this type of gun without a reason anyway? Sigh.

"Mm. What did I say about speaking in third person?" I question sternly while my face remain serene.

"N-n-not to bwe w-wike a psycho obsessive blonde b-but Ts– I don't know anyone like that." Tsuna cries with flaying arms.

How could he not know his own father? I narrowed my eyes, am I missing something? When is his day of birth anyway? Deciding that a true friend would know when their friend's birthday is, and being a good friend I am, I questioned him "Your day of birth?"

"October f-fourteen." Ok he's still 4. I should make something that he actually likes and not scream in horror at for his birthday.

I give him a barely seen nod and continue tapping my foot impatiently. What if this doesn't have a time limit? Dammit, "Tsuna." He looks at me curiously "when you get down, shout."

Not bothering to hear his reply, I quickly assemble my materials to make an Anti-Gravity laser gun, black in colour that is. I wouldn't want to mix my inventions up.

As I silently work, Tsuna eventually calms and started to float around with a content look on his face as he looked at the landscape, not minding that he is currently 6feet off the ground. "Don't float too high–" he opens his mouth to protest "I wouldn't want my first and only friend to be smashed to the ground like some kind of watermelon if the effect magically vanishes."

He pales.

"And do refrain from going to the lavatory while in this condition. All your bodily waste and fluid would have a similar effect you're currently under in. Take note that I would not clean up after the mess you'll make if you do. "

He becomes a whiter shade of pale that he was previously in.

"One more thing –" he trembles when my serene expression turns into a serious one "I don't know if the gun has any side effects so if you feel… funny, tell me immediately."

A whimper could be heard after a few seconds of silence.

3 hours later

And done.

It took a little longer than I intended due to my inexperience in making anything apart from my previous experiments and a sandwich.

Finally, I acquired a rather large headache with Tsuna whining that he needs to go to the toilet every 5 friggin minutes. Getting enough of his petty whining, I point the newly made gun at him (after taking note that he's just barely above ground) and pulled the trigger.

Upon landing on his posterior end, he screams his usual scream and proceeds to look at me with a blank expression that could be mistaken for mine. "You should givwe me a warning next time, not that I want anothwer torture twip to no twoilet land."

… It's true what they say. A child learns by watching and listening to other people or adults.

Tsuna scrambles to his feet and quickly runs to my underground lavatory, screaming toilet all the way. See if I make anything for that ungrateful child again. I wipe the sweat accumulated on my forehead with the sleeve of my white lab coat.

Gosh that was tiring.

I do appreciate reviews... It would surely make my bunnies jump in joy before they start having brainstorms in their meeting place, that is my head.

Grisia