[GENERATION XI: Vongola]

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The Eleventh Generation of the Vongola

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"Get me the hell out of here!" cried one extremely annoyed girl, as she banged her fists on the door. Seriously, being in a room all alone made her lose her cool, the girl took a deep breath and took one step backwards. "So you don't want to let Hana out, Mister Door?" an evil glint could be seen through her emerald eyes. Within seconds, she had managed to cut the door into dozens of pieces –using her kunais. "Ha! They don't call me: Dancing Blade Hana for nothing!" she cried, triumphantly, pointing at the broken shards of the poor door.

The emerald eyed girl looked around the hallways. She blinked twice, wondering how she got into a random school when she remembered losing consciousness inside the airport. Hana ruffled her neat layered hair, in a very un-lady like fashion due to her frustration.

"Mataku, that Reborn-san" she muttered under her breath. "I can't believe Mom still thinks he's an innocent boy"

"Hana-san?!" a familiar voice made her ears perk up.

"Eleventh!" she cried in relief, running towards the young boy. "Hana is sorry because she couldn't protect the Eleventh from the scar faced bast—" before she could continue, she felt a sharp pain on the back of her head, making her fall face first on the cold floor.

"So you managed to get out of the janitor's closet, Hana" Reborn said, with a smirk, before jumping off, of the girl's head.

"You never really change, Reborn-san" she said, sitting up straight and grinning.

"The door was unlocked though" Reborn pointed out, looking at the mess the young girl had caused.

"Hahi? It was?" Kiyohiko face-palmed at this, for a genius, Hana didn't really use her brain when she's in "panic mode". "Never mind, at least no one saw what happened" she said.

"What's this? Someone destroyed the janitor's closet door?" shivers ran down Kiyohiko's spine as he heard the voice of the well-known disciplinary prefect. Reborn was very much amused at the two youngster's reaction. Kiyohiko's jaw reached the floor, while Hana looked both confused and worried.

'I guess she has both traits from her father and mother' Reborn thought as he took shelter in one of his 'not-so-secret' hideouts. What he said (or rather thought) was true though.

"Trespassing and Destroying school property" a dark shadow emerged "…is against the rules of Namimori, therefore the two of you are about to experience hell…"

"Hahi?" Hana looked extremely confused.

"W-we'll pay for the door K-kumiko-san" Kiyohiko stuttered under his kouhai's glare. (A/N: Did you know that Kumiko is actually in her first year in Namimori? Well, if you didn't, you do now XD)

"Very well then, that would be 1,000 yen" (A/N: I don't really know Japanese currency's, so please do forgive me. And I don't really know how much a door costs -_-)

"Hai…" Kiyohiko sighed, fishing out his wallet. 'Well, there goes my allowance' he thought, inwardly weeping. Kumiko took the money from her senpai's hands, before heading towards the principal's office to do a bit of explaining.

"I'm very, very, very, very, very, very, sorry Eleventh" Hana apologised, bowing over and over and over and—well, you get my point. "I'll do whatever I can to pay you back!" she promised.

"Where will you be staying, Hana-san?" Kiyohiko asked, trying to change the subject.

"She'll be staying with Kumiko, of course" Reborn popped up out of the nearby fire extinguisher.

"NANI?!"

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Kumiko knocked on the door before entering. "Pardon my intrusion" she said, entering the room. Her eyes narrowed when she saw the man she detested the most, sitting on the principal's chair. With her hands clenched on the sides, she bowed ever-so slightly. "Dad" she managed to say, even though her throat was dry.

"Kumiko" the man nodded.

"Until when are you going to stay here?" she asked, almost forgetting about the reason why she was here in the first place.

"My flight leaves tonight" Kyouya said, standing up. "There will be a guest in the house, feel free to bite her to death when she annoys you" he said, as his last parting words.

"Kyou-san…" Kusakabe muttered under his breath as he watched the former disciplinary committee prefect leave. He turned to Kumiko who looked frustrated. "Do you need something, Kumiko-san?" he asked.

Kumiko took a deep breath, before putting on her cold mask. "Someone broke the janitor's closet door, they paid for it though" she said, placing 1,000 yen on the older man's desk. "I shall take my leave then" and with that, she left the room. The dark haired girl ran out of the school, her heart beating faster.

When she reached a corner of the street, she stopped. Kumiko placed a hand on the wall, to support her as she covered her mouth. Her eyes were closed and she was panting, after running. After all these years, she still couldn't face her own father. 'Weak and useless…' she thought 'That's what he'll ever think of me'

She already accepted the fact that she wasn't as strong and useful as her father. She had already accepted everything. So why did it still hurt her? All she wanted from her father was acceptance.

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"Dad?" Tsubasa blinked twice, looking at a small travelling bag near the entrance to their house. "You're leaving?"

"Just for a while though" Takeshi said, ruffling the younger one's hair. "A friend of mine needs a little bit of help" he said with a gentle smile.

"What's with the suit, though?" Tsubasa asked, examining his father from head to toe "You're not planning on re-marrying another woman and cheating on Mom, are you Dad?" he asked teasingly, remembering his mother who was travelling around the world.

"Of course not!" the Sword Emperor said, with a chuckle 'I would die if I did that' he added as an afterthought. "My friend is known to be an important person in Italy and he now asks for help, and it would be rude if I didn't dress formally" his gaze turned to Kiyohiko, who knew – or at least had a tiny idea- about the happenings in Italy. "I'll say 'hello' to your father for you, if you want"

"O-okay…" Kiyohiko muttered.

Yamamoto Takeshi blinked twice, spotting a lone girl in the group. "Who's your new friend?" he asked.

"Gokudera Hana desu~ Nice to meet you" the dark haired girl bowed politely.

Just when Takeshi was about to say something, Reborn had pointed out that he was going to be late for the flight. "I'll see you in a few weeks, take care of the house while I'm gone, Tsubasa" the older Yamamoto said, rushing to the nearest airport.

"What are we going to do now?" Hana asked.

"Let's go visit Kumiko-chan!" Tsubasa suggested, pumping his fists into the air.

"Good idea" Reborn said, now wearing an outfit of an old man "Hohoho…." Kiyohiko sweat dropped. It was obvious that Reborn was using a disguise. "Since Hana is going to stay with Kumiko it is best to study the environment"

"How'd you know our names, old man?" Hana asked.

"It's a secret" the 'old man' replied with a smirk.

'Can't you see it's Reborn?!' Kiyohiko wanted to scream out.

"Yosh! Let's go!" Tsubasa said, dragging the two with him.

Reborn's smirk fell once they were out of sight. 'I hope you don't forget these kind of days, Kiyohiko. A few more days and you'll be facing one of the biggest challenges in your life'

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[An Airport in Italy]

"Why do we have to go to Japan?" a ten year old boy, with droopy silver eyes and bright red messy hair, asked while rubbing his eyes.

"It's Sawada-dono's order" Basil said with a sigh as he opened the door to the passenger's seat of the car. He was ordered not to explain to the children what was currently happening in the base. Once the guardians were in Japan, Reborn would explain to them.

"I still don't get it though, why couldn't we come with Kyo?" another boy – who was older than the other one – asked. He had multiple bandages on his face, due to some reason, and he had sharp determined brown eyes.

Basil sighed. "It's for the best, besides Reborn-san is currently in Japan with—" he couldn't finish his sentence because the once sleepy ten year old kid went into his hyperactive mode as if he was give a hundred bags of candy.

"Reborn is in Japan?" the kid asked, his face evident of excitement. "Wohoo!" he cried jumping around, still inside the vehicle – mind you. "I'll get to see Reborn again!"

The other two sweatdropped at the younger one's act. He was still a kid, after all.

"What are we waiting for?!" the kid squealed, pulling the older one towards the entrance of the airport and leaving the poor Basil all alone.

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Author's Note: So there, Hana makes her cameo appearance! I changed a bit of her personality so she isn't like Hayato at times. (Only when Kiyohiko is in danger, she acts like Gokudera) I hope I didn't confuse the readers! . Anyway, training will be starting soon. Things have become hectic for me. I have a lot of stress (both physical and emotional). I don't know when I'll be updating. I'm still depressed. But I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

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