A/N: Check Out my new story Reborn as Reborn it's parody/crack humor and is exactly what it sounds like where a hyper preteen kid hijacks Reborn's body after the operation.
Twins Age: Skips through notable moments at ages 6, 7, and 8
Reviewer Replys: In general you people can read my mind. It's crazy. Thanks for reviewing, faving ,and following as always! I've been wondering do you guys want me to do shorter chapter but at faster updates?
Sup-san: Yes the distribution of power is an issue for me because everyone gets overpowered but trying avoid gary stu. It's also a determining factor of who's Don, and the flame system or HI was never clearly laid out or explained like a lot of things in KHR. Like how the hell is the harmonization property supposed to work? However luckily neither Tsuna or Kiyoshi have any power now so their pretty much even! :P. Thanks for the ideas by the way, some I've already incorporated.
Animagirl- Yup going to continue working on those nicknames. Just be warned though nicknames go both ways~
Chapter 6: Canon Craziness
If at first you don't succeed, find out if the loser gets anything.-William Lyon Phelps
-Age 6-
We were on our first class trip.. The one where you had to wear the color coded hats, in hopes that the kids could be easily found and would stay together like sheep.
Yea, no such luck for Daisy, as I have now called our poor teacher assistant, because of the large flower printed on her apron. She was stuck chasing around the rowdier students, who kept taking off the hats. Most were boys or the idiot monkeys as Hana called them
Meanwhile our real teacher, Mrs Perkins was shouting "Get in line!" while sporadically checking her phone. She obviously did not want to be here.
Standing still in line my eyes wandered. It was at some sort of temple and it was spring so the flowers were in bloom and the bugs were out. I was stuck staring at some lavender my mind wandered 'Mom would have liked them...' and instinctively my eyes swelled up with tears.
"What you crying about crybaby Kiyoshi?" asked bored kid who I had the unfortunate luck to be standing near to in line.
"Nothing!" I said hurriedly wiping my face while cursing my childish and sensitive emotions.
"Yea well it sure-" started the kid ready to retort had not the Principal bellowed "GET IN LINE. And be Quiet!" that quickly silenced the whole elementary school.
"Now, After I say Go, get into groups of five and do this scavenger hunt your teachers will hand to you" he held up said map before continuing "but stay inside the park at all times"
' Great Idea' I thought sarcastically 'get the kids together only to send them off to get lost.'
"Everyone got it okay now Go!" Mass mayhem erupted as kids started trying to find groups. I beelined fro Tsuna who was already clustered near Kyoko and the ever present Hana by her side.
"We still need a fifth member" pointed out Kyoko.
"No Problemo!" I said after I spotted a bright head of red hair. I was pretty sure it was Irie and although he was older I dragged him over.
"Who's the glasses wearing monkey?" asked Hana bluntly arms crossed while assessing the newcomer to our entourage.
"This is robot man" I introduced and at Irie's confused and startled look I elaborated "His name is Irie Shoichi"
" Why does Irie get a cool nickname? I want to be robot man" whined Tsuna who's aspiration to be a gundam robot fighter had yet to fade.
"He's the oldest" I explained as for the man part "and glasses guy is overused." for why I called him robot.
For moment me and Tsuna faced off. Tsuna with the puppy face me with my I'm not backing down glare. "Actually I like music. The robot was gift. So you don't have to call me that." explained Irie his arms waving his arms about out in attempt to calm us down.
"Fine then Music man " I huffed "Happy now Tuna-fish?" who brightened then pouted when I used his unwanted nickname. We then all started walking around randomly whiel talking me up at teh front and Iried and Hana
"If his is generic than so is carrot top. Change it" demanded Hana who had yet to let go of me calling Kyoko carrot top. I started reverting to using their nicknames since she had yet to stop calling us boys monkeys.
" I don't know flower girl" I said tucking my hand underneath my chin in a thinking pose. "You know, nicknames take a lot of time to work on" I exaggerated.
"Um how about Princess?" piped up Tsuna from the back who then shrank as we stopped all attention directed toward him "Because she's umm...never mind" He turned red.
We stared at poor Tsuna who shifted awkwardly in embarrassment at the attention. 'Why would he-oh... Oh...OH Tsuna had crush of Kyoko!' It was so obvious now to all of us except for said people it involved.
I burst into snickers "Sure you can call her that. " I said patting him on the back. We then started walking again.
"We should get started on the scavenger hunt" Kyoko brightly smiled breaking the awkward situation.
I snapped my fingers "I got it Smiley Girl!" I turned my head to look at the others behind me to judges their reactions.
"Kitty" blankly said Hana in warning. Her face a deadpan but Kyoko seemed not to mind and neither did the others.
"What it's better than monkey, Flower girl" I whined back. It was good name I thought. Not derogatory in the least except maybe to me who didn't much care for perpetual smiles. They reminded me way too much of creepy clowns to be normal.
"No she meant your about to walk into the good luck cat statue needed for the scavenger hunt." said Irie who pointed at the said item right in front of me.
"Um yea of course I knew that haha" I laughed it off.
"Yea right monkey brains" scoffed Flower girl, as the rest sweat dropped at my obvious attempt coverup. Thus we started our scavenger hunt. We didn't get all the item o the list but had fun time talking and getting to know each other. And surprising enough no one got lost or ran off.
- Age 7-
By the next year our class already had there cliques per say. Our group was rather unique among them if not because we hung out with upperclassmen, but because we were co-ed, and Kyoko who was popular was in it.
Other then our group there were the girls only group who talked about of crushes and clothing. Normally Kyoko would fit in there and maybe even Hana. The rowdy, bossy and then generally hyper kids that included some of the classes bullies and class clowns. I honestly could have been classified as one except I didn't really hang out with them
There were sporty guys and girls who were club oriented and the gamers, and much much more. There were the quiet unassuming kids that kept to themselves. They were the ones stuck doing stuff and consisted of the artsy people and studious type. I'm pretty sure Irie and Tsuna may had been one of them.
The popular kids were the exception. They were easy enough to pick out and could glide easily from group to group. One was obviously Kyoko. The other-
"and them he hit it like BAM! and the other guy ran WHOOSH! and then he..."
regaled the kid who was gathering crowd to listen to his awesome story.
Was Baseball boy. He was charismatic, cheerful, good at sports, which made him popular. He was also talkative and loud. A little too talkative. The thing he talked most about was baseball, hence the nickname
I just liked my peace and quiet, so I could sleep in class without the teacher noticing. He disturbed that sleep and sometime drew attention to it when he got in trouble. Otherwise he was nice enough guy. Personally I never thought much of him like I did of my other classmates. Not until the incident that is.
I was playing hide and seek with Tsuna after another of mama's photo shoot. I was running from my hiding place behind the tree to another and bumped into someone. I fell and scraped my knee.
"Ah sorry!' exclaimed the boy. Baseball boy, I recognized from class. Thankfully, he didn't recognize me dressed as a girl. However inwardly I was panicking 'Oh god what if he finds out' and the bleeding wound on my knee was not helping.
He started rooting in his empty pocket looking or band aid I presumed
"I don't have bandaid, but Dad told me if you kiss the boo-boo it goes away" I blinked shocked as the kid leaned down and put his mouth to the scrape. "Better?" he
"Ew gross" I wrinkled my nose. I wasn't crying now but was instead disgusted. "No of course not!Don't you know spit and blood spread germs?"
Obviously he didn't as he kept on about the healing properties of spit before saying "Well if that doesn't work..." He started listing bunch of random things that might work then disapproving them, because he didn't have whatever he needed. I automatically did what I learned to do around people like him and zoned out.
"-Oh but in all the stories told me that boys kiss girls on the might work better!" somehow concluded the kid during his ramblings.
'Wait what? How did he get to that conclusion!?' I had blanked out just until the kid leaned over and pecked me straight on the mouth.
My face burned a fire engine red. 'What the hell?!' in anger and embarrassment and disgust 'God am I pedophile now?!' because mentally I was probably twice his kids age
"I found you! KiyosHIIIE!?" cried Tsuna poor traumatized bystander to our unwanted scene who had froze upon seeing us.
'Great' I thought sarcastically 'Not only had this kid stole my lip purity but Tsuna's eye purity!' If I didn't like this kid before I really disliked him now.
He laughed oblivious to the trauma he had inflicted and waved goodbye saying "I got to go help my dad bye!" before leaving the street.
While Tsuna started babbling incoherently like broken record "what just- are you okay? - you. him. -Ah no but your both boys- but he thought you were a girl so does that count? Either way Kiyoshi got kissed-S-sorry I should have um-"
I resolved right then and there I will never trust people who laugh, act all happy and innocent. It must be a disguise to lure you in only to attack you! Like Haha guess what I'm part of the mafia or I'm psychopathic serial killer now die.
I wiped my face with the back of my hand "Just forget it and never mention it again" I said tartly.
Next day I threw a fit when Mama tried to get us to do another photo shoot.
"No mama. I'm a boy and ...and it's time I grew up! " I said using the cheesiest excuse. I closed my eyes nervous she would be upset and start using the puppy eyes.
However "Awww my little boys are growing up!" cooed Mama smiling while pinching my cheek. Afterwards Mama stopped dressing me in girl clothing and the photo shoot stuff ended.
No way was I going to risk being kissed by a kid again. Especially when mentally I was ten years younger and possibly gender confused.
That was an issue I was not ready to think about until I reached puberty or until high school so by Elementary High rolled around. I became a boy again and was determined to stay that way if only to protect my chastity. Girls were less likely to attack a boy right?
Wrong, as I found out during elementary high. I almost pitied the baseball star Yamamato whose only defense against his rabid infatuated crazed fans was his equally strong obliviousness. Almost until he turned around...and Shiiit.
He flashed a goofy smile and immediately I paled in terror and recognition. It was the Baseball boy. I also was shaking due to the piercing stares of several pissed off fangirls.
"Are you okay?" asked Tsuna tentatively seeing me shake.
I took a step to the side and breathed a sigh of relief when I noticed it was not me who but a prospective rival. Another fangirl who was now swooning from the smile. 'Safe!'
" Just...a cold breeze Tsuna see it's gone now..." I gave him pitying smile. Sorry Tsuna ,but no way am I risking my life and life long embarrassment only to get you an early guardian. Enjoy your peaceful days while they last Tsuna...
"Eh why are looking at me like that?!"
I ignored him and continued to walk into the school. While silently I answered 'because Tsuna I cannot help you because his fangirls will Kill me. Rip me to shreds, and feed me to the sharks if they ever find out.'
"Kiyoshi tell me!?" said Tsuna in too loud tone that made everyone stare at us. Soon the were muttering things like " Che no wonder it's Dame Tsuna " and "What are the bakayoshi twins up to again?"
"It's nothing Tsuna let's get to class shall we?" I said while pulling him along inside the building away from the crowd of rabid fangirls and the pointed stares of our classmates.
For good measure I then applied my memory bleach on the entire incident once again, as I was fond of doing for both my mental and bodily safety.
- Age 8 -
"Look Look!" squealed Mama while me and Tsuna continued eating but looked up to meet the smiling face of papa in construction workers outfit next to the pyramid and a camel.
"The whole time he was alive?!" I choked on my food. In the background Tsuna was struggling to inhale and exhale having missed his mouth in his shock and surpass.
"Of course dear! Why would you think otherwise?" questioned a innocent Mama as she handed over the card for inspection.
I flipped the card and blinked at the recent date before reading the short message inscribed.
Dear Nana, Tuna-fish and Kit Kat!
Hi I'm having blast here in the desert where I'm working on improving the pyramids!
Love you Papa, Iemitsu Sawada
"The desert?" I note crumpled in my vice like grip 'The bastard!'- I cried for him thinking he was dead. 'I wore dresses because of his absence!. Granted I was once a girl so it wasn't so bad, but still! 'I ended up accidentally traumatizing my brother!' because of that.
'Wait ...Missing father acting as construction worker on the weirdest trips.' Papa's Name. Iemitsu Sawada. This was too crazy to be a coincidence. I needed to confirm what I was thinking.
"I admit it is strange but that's your Papa for you" laughed Mama lightheartedly. Tsuna was taking deep breaths through his mouth to recover from his own shock.
"No reason just mama. Your name's Nana?" Was all I could ask through gritted teeth without exploding.
'Nana Sawada was no is the cheerful oblivious mother of Tsuna Sawada.'
"Yes dear but I just prefer being called mama!" said Nana and Tsuna choked more violently in the background on whatever he had failed to inhale.
I scanned the card flattening it out to take another look. There was a symbol etched out on it. It was familiar, a V surrounded by a clam? As I scrutinized the symbol and what this meant the puzzle pieces in mind seemed to fall in place .
Thats what did it. The Clams. Vongola. The Mafia. Timiteo...wait Timiteo?
It all came back to me. The flames and the fears. Tsuna turning stock still. Me being in KHR. Being Tsuna's Twin. Tsuna my brother and Vongola Decimo mafia boss to be soon to be called dame. 'How did I miss it?'
How could I not realize I'm in Katkeyo Hit man Reborn. The anime named after the the tutor. The hit man Reborn. He would start the daily arc. But when? and was I really in anime? I could think of various reasons why not however so far the evidence pointed to yes.
'Even my own friends were proof of me being in a show, an Anime.'
Kyoko Tsuna's dream girl and crush. Bright orange hair although she was asian. I thought it was dyed at first...
Hana her cynical best friend. What asian had wavy hair?
Irie Shoichi. He was little vague in my memories. However Red hair check. Glasses check. If remember right he was on the enemy list according to my Hyper intuition...wiat 'I had hyper intuition?!'
'Wait and Enemy!? 'Shooot had me and Tsuna just made friend with the enemy!? But how? Why was Irie an enemy? He was our friend and just kid! Did that change things?
I couldn't remember. I could only remember there was the daily arc, starting with Reborn and then meeting Tsuna's guardians, Hibari, Ryohei,Ya-
*CRRRAASH!*
Tsuna are you okay?!" cried mama in the background. I looked up to see Tsuna accidentally knocked over a water glass in effort to regain his breathing.
"I'm okay" he coughed "um uh I think I got a bean stuck up my uh nose..."
I sweat dropped at this. Never mind, despite how awesome the Tsuna of my memories was ,and would turn out in the end for now he was still just my clumsy, naive, and oblivious brother. I watched as Tsuna try to dislodge the bean to no avail and made a disgusted face when he picked at it.
"This is ridiculous." I mumbled as mama stood by with tissues and various cooking utensil, that had a low chance of help Tsuna with his problem. I crossed over to the phone in the nearby living room and punched in the emergency number.
"Hello and what is your emergency?" came the standard greeting.
"My brother has a bean stuck up his nose and he can't get it out what do I do?" I reported as blandly as I could whilst smiling despite myself.
Silence then laughter "Pwahaha- Kid, this is a emergency number don't prank call us."
"No this is not a prank ca-" too late the emergency system hung up on me. Hung Up. 'Could emergency systems even do that?' Either way now I was alone and stuck with Mama trying to get Tsuna out of his stupidly hilarious situation.
"HIEE! I think it got stuck further up!" cried Tsuna as I resisted the urge to either burst out laughing or bonking my head against the wall in frustration.
After several creative and failed attempt involving various cooking implements and the internet we finally gave up and Mama had to drive up toe hospital. There I had plenty time to l think about other things while Tsuna was in for surgery.
First off if Tsuna died because of bean stuck up his nose. I was totally blaming Timoteo and Iemitsu for it. They had after all sealed up Tsuna flames (and mine) and disappeared on us.
Otherwise, I resolved then that I wasn't going to be testing flames out anytime soon. One they were sealed and while they were pretty cool, they were probably sealed for a very good reason. 'No way did I want to become a child size garden gnome' on our lawn like Tsuna did.
Lastly I guess I'd just wing it and try best I could. Maybe I could even avoid the mafia by making myself as inconspicuous as way when Reborn the baby rolled around I could just sit by and eat popcorn.
Some fanfics I read did just that, why should my story be any different? Although I couldn't remember the details or much past the daily Arc I did remember that everything turned out alright in the end. So if I stick by canon and in the shadows I'll be good as gold. Right?
"Tsuna has woken up form Surgery" a nurse reported to me and Mom, breaking my line of thought. We nodded and got up from the uncomfortable plastic chairs.
We entered the room where Tsuna was in patient's robe. I almost backtracked and had to turn to hide my snickers. Tsuna's whole face was practically mummified in gauze. The doctors had definitely gone over board with the bandaids.
"Dwon't lwuagh!" was Tsuna's muffled protest behind his layers of bandaging.
My face screwed up in effort to not to laugh. I then added onto my list of things to do in this world was to try to make my brother a bit more prepared and less pathetic.
I already gave him friends and that hadn't changed much else that I could see. He would need it if he was going to be mafia boss (and avoid being laughed at ).
I took a seat snorting "Tsuna only you can do the impossible" I sighed heavily. 'In more ways then one' I thought while smiling slightly, which Tsuna took as laughing at him for going into surgery to get a bean out of his nose.
"HEY!" Tsuna protested as he struggled to get up before flopping down. His arms were waving around and he resembled a flopping fish, because of anesthetics still coursing to his body.
"Wow You can already move! the doctor must have done a good job" commented Mama on a positive note. Meanwhile I continued to fail to repress my snickers to Tsuna's mortification.
"I swaid down't laugh!"
A/N Omake: After writing Breaking the 4th Wall after Writing the kiss scene.
Author: *sniffs* ...Kiyoshi, my baby is gonna kill me now... (and definitely the fangirls)
Kiyoshi: YEA RIGHT I AM! Why did you- That's wrong on so many levels I can't even-urgh. And I'm not your baby I have two mothers already I don't need a 3rd.
Author: Well if you are a delinquent and Mafioso you got to start breaking the law somewhere!
Kiyoshi: What the- I'm not a mafioso or a delinquent!
Author Not yet..Kiyoshi not yet... *chuckles evilly* Well two more canon character to scar Kiyoshi with and hopefully we're onto Daily arc~
Kiyoshi: What do you mean by scar?! oAo
Author: O3O not telling...physical or mental who knows~. P.S Not pairing anyone (yet if ever) it was purely for humor purposes. Though hey got any ideas I'll see what I can do.