The sound of a bleating alarm clock woke Hayato up instantly. He staggered out of bed but tripped on one of the various empty ice cream cartons Katrina had lying on her floor. Hayato cursed under his breath, wondering why she never picked anything up. It wasn't healthy to live in filth all the time. But then again, it wasn't healthy to eat nothing but sweets and sell guns to random people. Hayato picked up the alarm clock, turning every which way. It appeared the the alarm had no stop button. So he looked for a cord or a slot for batteries. But the little clock had nothing on it. He peered over at Katrina, who was ever so peacefully asleep. Her mouth was a tiny bit open and she was curled up in a little ball, clutching her shoulder. Hayato hated to wake her up when she was in so much pain, but he thought the alarm clock might have some sort of dirty secret.
He carefully prodded Katrina's cheek with his finger, but nothing happened. So Hayato started to shake her lightly. However, he progressively got more brutal. Katrina's eyelids fluttered open. She looked at Hayato very lovingly and reached out a hand.
"I'm so jacked up on vicodin and morphine, you look like a giant purple hippo. And my hand is an ice cream cone. And Basil and Ken are standing in the corner with a lion. Why do they have a lion Goku, why?" she asked, staring off into space.
"I think we should get you to a hospital or something..." he inched backwards. Katrina stretched out before standing up.
"Broken glass! Fuck! Why so much broken glass?" she yelped, jumping around cradling one foot.
"Get back in bed Katrina... I'm calling in ambulance." Hayato ordered. Katrina obediently handed him her cell phone before hopping onto the springy mattress.
She burrowed her head into the blankets and let out an earsplitting screech for no reason other than she wanted to. The girl then got back up and ran across the room screaming "I'm a bird! You can't catch me 'cuz I'm a bird!" Katrina slammed into the wall and burst into tears.
"They're not real! No Hayato! Ken and Basil aren't real! What's going on? Why are there monkeys? I think I'm melting!" she cried. Katrina clawed at the wall like a desperate cat. Hayato quickly dialed 9-1-1 and waited for an answer.
"Hey, how's my little Kat doing?" someone replied from the other line. Hayato looked at the phone in a confused manner while Katrina climbed up onto one of the supporting beams and licked it.
"Tastes like the war..." she muttered.
"Yamamoto?" he inquired, even though that kind of talk didn't sound like him. Yamamoto was too nice to answer the phone with 'How's my little Kat'.
"Da fuck is that?" the man slurred. "Isn't that some kind of company or something? They make like pianos and shit..." Hayato opened his mouth to form a reply but the phone was quickly snatched away from him.
"Shamal... I see dead people..." Katrina whispered.
"Oh god... Let me guess, you took vicodin and morphine at the same time again?" the man answered.
"Yes! How did you know? Are you real? Is any of this real? Is Hayato real? AM I REAL? IS LIFE REAL?" Katrina shouted, bawling and sniffling loudly.
"Just hand the phone back to your buddy again..." Shamal muttered. Katrina obeyed and threw the cellular phone at Hayato.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Yeah, okay... Katrina did something stupid again, though she's so adorable no one's gonna give a shit, but anyway, she took two painkillers she shouldn't take and it's going wrong. You can't purge her or anything so I simply suggest you keep a very good watch over her and get her to sleep it off. In a few hours she'll be fine again." the man remarked, quickly hanging up and returning to his harem of gorgeous women.
"Hayato! Hayato! Zombies! Zombies! They're everywhere!" Katrina howled, having successfully made it into her storeroom. She was running around like a chicken with its head cut off; waving her arms and climbing up towers of boxes only to plummet back down to the ground. "And the flies! So many of them buzzing around like madmen! Get away you flies!" Hayato watched as she jumped up and down wildly, getting a little more worried with each desperate cry. He knew there'd be no possible way to get her to sleep other than making her pass out.
"Katrina, could you come over for a minute?" he called, making a tight fist. Gokudera made sure to take off all of his rings to ensure that he didn't damage the girl more than he had to.
"Hayato! No time for sitting around! We have so little time left!" Katrina said, grasping his hands and twirling him around. "Dance with me! Until the monster eats our souls! Mukuro! Prince!" she squealed, running off and slamming into her drafting table. Katrina skittered backwards, bumping into a stack of crates before scaling a wall. She ran back and forth on a long metal beam until she could hardly breathe. The girl looked down, seeing nothing but cotton candy trees and all her mafiosi friends playing with giant gum drop people. So, instead of realizing the danger she was in, Katrina jumped down from her roost, aiming for a lake of snow cone syrup. However, in reality, she was diving head first onto a plateau of concrete.
Hayato burst foreword, arms outstretched. He couldn't imagine his best childhood friend dying. Especially not in the gritty way Katrina was going to. He could see her head cracking open as she impacted with the ground, the blood gushing out and the crunch that her spine would make. Hayato shook the thoughts out of his head quickly. The only thing he wanted on his mind was saving Katrina. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. His running seemed so sluggish yet her falling so urgent. Katrina had a blissful smile on her face as she plummeted to her death, so unaware caught up in her drug induced hallucinations. All she saw was candy and happiness, a good vision before you died. But, instead of splashing into the cherry flavored pool of joy, Katrina was snared by Hayato's arms. However, instead of seeing Gokudera, her hallucinations produced the image of a blonde teenager with a sickening grin on his face. Hayato let out a sigh of relief, still extremely angry on the inside. Katrina leaned over carefully and pecked his cheek before smiling and saying, "You've saved me, my prince!" the girl then proceeded to jump out of a very stunned Hayato's arms. She started running wildly again, up and down walls, over boxes, and on tables. This continued until, finally, Katrina stopped and fell to the floor unconscious. But her silence didn't last for long and before Hayato could get her into bed, she went racing over to her drafting table, pencil poised in the air. During her decent into sheer delusional madness, she'd hatched a genius idea.
"I'll call it Gola Mosca... The Gorge Fly..." Katrina mumbled to herself. She started drawing a large, human like, body with a sort of gas mask like head. Hayato came walking over, face still a little pink from Katrina's kiss, and stared down at the paper before her. She seemed to be sketching wildly, making big long lines followed by some decently unimportant shading.
"Hayato! Good... I got this idea just a second ago while I was passed out and BAM! It is genius." she clapped, gulping down a handful of gummy worms.
"Katrina, go to sleep. You took some drugs earlier... You need some rest." he insisted, grabbing one of the girl's arms. Katrina let out a terrible howl as he tried to pull her away.
"No! Bad Gokudera! No!" she screeched, flailing around like a dying fish. "I took the pills so I could have an epiphany! Silly! I've done it like a million times and I always get an awesome idea. My friend, Belphagor, he needed to make his knives more accurate so I made it so you can send down wires! Wires that were attachable to any surface and razor sharp! Every time I take pills I shouldn't, I become a fucking mad genius! In the minute I was unconscious, Gola Mosca was born." Katrina waved her hands out gracefully in the air. She felt as though she was about to draft out the new Jesus. Her idea was to make a large, juggernaut, beast that could withstand lots of attacks and fire missiles and projectiles out of it's hands and shoulders. However, the one problem with her idea was that the only way to power it correctly would be to put a human inside.
There was always one dire flaw in her ideas and that was it. Other than that, Gola Mosca was a feat of modern engineering.
"You took some pills so you could come up with a genius idea?" Hayato raised an eyebrow.
"Yep! And it's so beautiful..." Katrina smiled, sketching out the mechanics of her machine.
"Your crazy!" he cried.
"Try Bat-shit insane!" Katrina fired back.
"Do you know how dangerous that is?"
"You're an underage smoker!"
"Well at least I don't have to OD on vicodin to come up with a good idea!"
"Well at least I'm not gonna die of lung cancer!"
"Yeah, but you're gonna die of a heroin overdose!"
"Who said I like heroin? I Don't want to die like every good rockstar! Cocaine is my drug of choice! Plus, my death is gonna be fast and yours is gonna be months of chemotherapy!"
"Maybe it'll be treatable and I'll outlive you!"
"Oh if you outlive me I will come back from the grave and eat your face!"
"Not before I FUCKING KILL YOU!"
"You can't kill a ghost, dumbass!" Katrina shouted, slamming her forehead against Hayato's. He opened his mouth to form a reply but bright red lights dropped down from the ceiling along with multiple guns.
"What's going on?" Hayato said, glancing around the room. Katrina struggled to grab one of the guns but found she was too short to reach.
"Someone set off my alarm. And they're about to get their ass kicked..." she snapped, jumping up and down and waving her arms helplessly in the air. Hayato selflessly gave Katrina a boost into the air so she could grab one of the weapons. The girl tumbled down onto the floor but quickly stood up and patted her friends head.
"Good Gokudera! Someone's getting sushi tonight!" she cooed, standing on her the tips of her toes to reach the top of his head. Katrina then eagerly danced out of the main storeroom and outside to see who seemed to be attacking her fortress of drugs and guns.
To her surprise a very small boy with puffy blonde hair was clinging to the fence with all his might.
"Boss!" Katrina chirped. She typed a code into a small panel behind a few crates. The insane defense system she had set up instantly went back into hiding. "So how are you?"
"Boss is here?" Hayato asked, poking his head out from inside.
"You live with her?" Tsuna asked, letting Katrina pry him off the fence.
"Yeah! Hayato and I are bestest friends! He didn't have a house so I took him in because I love him." she pet Hayato's head again. "A lot."
"So where's Kyoko?" Tsuna said as he brushed himself off.
"Eheh... Yeah about that... I'm a dick. Kyoko isn't here. I just told you that because I wanted to show you, the next Vongola boss, my favorite most amazingest meth labs ever!" Katrina said guiltily. "Because I'm amazing and I want to show you just how amazingly amazing I am."