"We are once humans" The dead talking

"We are humans" Normal talking

Month 6 and nobody suspects a thing. Snrk...yeah...Imma loner. I spent most of my time pooping, peeing, sleeping and eating. Sleep and eat is good.

But it embarrass me to be fed. I mean, having to be fed and changed.

I'm still dizzy at the constant Japanese. Chinese is more easier. Japanese has past, present and future. Like you mostly use 的 in chinese. Japaneses uses が、へ、で、に、を and は.

I still don't get it. Hope in my toddler years, I could learn.

Oh? About my abilities as a ghost? Still here. I still also can see the dead. Oh lookie there. The blond dude, Giotto I think, is standing there like a stalker.

I deadpanned at him and he kept on looking at me shocked and floated towards me. Waving his fucking hands on my face. I snarled

I could lift my body parts now. Eh...too lazy to move. My twin, Tsunayoshi keeps on crying, making me wake up every single damn time

My eyes have been beginning to develop and stop being blurry.

Oh look, there comes another um...ghost? Oh, the Secondo(Ricardo). The dude that has a sharp side burn thingie? Why do they insist on being young? Oh wait, they want to look fabulous.

I fell alseep again.

"WAAAAAAAAAA!"...goddammit.

Year 1. I could finally walk, talk and crawl. Primo is still there, watching us like a stalker. A creepy one. A hot creepy one...what? Can't I appreciate hot guys?

...Yeah, it'll be creepy if a baby checks out her ancestor.

Iemitsu the bastard had now abandoned the family for his famiglia

Since I didn't dare talk to the Primo. I didn't dare do anything other than being a baby. It'll be creepy of a baby just gets up and talks to you like no problem...-shiver-

I wonder how the Vongola Quarto manages to get a fork as a weapon? A giant one but not a trident like a certain blue haired pineapple.

He's no Sebastian, throwing knives and fork...Sebastian is definately a Mist. Imagine what it would be like if Sebastian mixed his weapon with his Mist flames and threw it at opponents. Scary

Probably when Vongola Quarto was in the middle of choosing his weapon. His meal was ready and he forgot to turn off his flames and accidentally made the fork his weapon as he was attacked by an assassin and rumors got out and now he couldn't change his weapon.

I don't get people. When they are potraying Giotto, he always has his flames on right? Then why when without flames, his eyes are still orange. I mean, doesn't the flames change your eye colors? Of that so, why?

Some people must have not been thinking. So Primo's true eye color is unknown.

Primo floated over to me

"俺のことを最初からしているだろう？(You understand me from the start, right?)" He asked me. I looked at him and stuffed my mouth with a hand. I deadpanned at him, gestured at my baby body and glanced at my mother in the kitchen.

I deadpanned at him as in 'do-you-think-that-i-could-speak-as-a-baby?I-mean-you-had-a-son' stare

"WAAAAAAA!" The baby Tsuna cried. I sighed and he chuckled again and brushed my hair softly. Not that it is possible.

"あら、ツー君。なぜ泣いてるかな？( Ara, Tsu-kun. Why are you crying?)" Nana asked as she rushed over towards the infant beside my crib.

I mentally sighed. Its frustrating listening to Japanese over and over and you barely understand shit.

I looked at him and he caught my eye. I looked at the two cuddling with deadpanned eye. Oblivious woman. But nontheless, beautiful.

He chuckled as I did those. He disappeared soon, dunno where. I started sniffling. Missing the warm hugs that my skinny, boney mother giving me. Missing my Dad's firm and strong hug.

They both were overprotective and paranoid to the point where they always made sure to over prepare and my Dad would always check up on us.

I sniffled. Tears dripping from my eyes, I let out a wail. Nana came over to me and started rocking me after she kept Tsuna down.

"どうしたの、ツーちゃん？(What happened,Tsu-chan?)" She said. She kissed my forehead after my wails died down and laid me gently into my crib.

"おやすみなさい、私の双子(Good night my twins)" She said and closed the door, leaving me in the dark room

I thought about it, why did Nana even marry that goof? He doesn't even bother coming in at least once a month or something. Its more like Nana is a single/widowed mother.

Ignoramus Cretin. I stared at the Primo who stared back at me. We had a brief staring contest and I blinked. Hm, he came back.

"It seems that you have 2 flames. Primary is Storm while the secondary is the Rain. It's odd how you don't have the sky " He said, called it! I knew that I was a storm in my previous life maybe I thought about Rain but I never thought that it would be my secondary

I shrugged. I didn't want to be the leader and still don't have the feeling to lead. Too troublesome

He disappeared again. I had nothing else to do so I fell alseep