Reaper-chan:Don't own KHR, Kuroshitsuji or Vampire Night. I'm very sorry for the LAAAATEEE UPDATE *bows her head in apology* I hope you enjoy this next installment of Vongola Dolls It took me a month in writing and editing this thing while school is being hectic.
Pairings: TsunaXOC or vote for the pairings!
Warnings: Characters will be OOC and plus even though this is the 'Real World' It will be an AU some hints of yaoi but there will be no yaoi pairings.
Summary: Everything was just normal, get hummiliated in an High Class School filled with rich bastard and bitches but everything changed when a package from Takara Tomy arrived. She was just expecting a cute chibi Sawada Tsunayoshi plushie but she got much more that she wished for including a sadistic Hitman Tutor.
["I'm a Giotto fan!"]- Sarasihi talking through telepathy.
["Neko-mimi Tsuna is sooo moe."]- Tsukiyomi talking through telepathy.
"Oi, don't ignore me you ass!"- thoughts
Vongola Dolls
Chapter Seven
Our Own Brand of Species
By: AngelzReaper
Hajimari de Gozaimasu!
Two weeks.
It's been two hell bent weeks since kami has sent her those infuriating seven completely ruining her peaceful and normal everyday life giving her at least three major headaches a day plus some broken house furniture in the package. And as an added bonus, they have been driving her insane inside and outside her house with the mayhem they are causing and with the torture Reborn that has been inflicting on her poor, poor self she's on a brink of committing suicide to attain eternal peace.
Isn't Kami-sama a kind and generous higher being no?
If she knew that they were ticking time bombs in disguise ready to blow up on her face any minute causing major trauma and chaos, hell…she should've listened to her gut instincts screaming 'DANGER ALERT! EXTREMELY HOT BUT HAZARDOUS BISHIES HAS BEEN SIGHTED! INNER FANGIRL RABID MODE ON! RAWR BITCH RAWR' no…that was her subconscious mind alerting her that her inner fan girl self has been awakened after two years of being dormant in the dark recesses of her mind.
Putting that aside…
If Tsukiyomi knew that they would put a big ass dent on her sanity the moment she saw their coffin's on her living room, she should've dragged their heavy black boxes outside her house and into the garbage deposit where a dump truck would collect their caskets and throw their bloody remains into the depths of Tokyo Bay, or in the Aegean Sea or rather in the Pacific Ocean chose your pick.
Oh boy, she really wished she did and she regrets it now because she's soo pissed off at the egotistic hitman ready to kill him with her bare hands and she would willingly dig his internals with her long nails after that fiasco fourteen days ago for shooting her inside her classroom by a Dying Will bullet at that, letting her parade herself in school almost in her underwear in a dazed state! She's just glad she reached the kendo club just before her clothes had completely melted to borrow Reiichi's spare female uniform.
Or there will be one less infamous hitman in the world…
After the tenth generation Vongola Family's faithful encounter with Byakuran, to say that the Katekyo guys were shocked was the understatement of 2011. They were weary at him first to the point of lighting their respective rings whenever he was around (unfortunately they remember that they don't have their rings here so sad), but as the days they (were forced to) spent together in St. Lucia passed, they were slowly but surely being accustomed to his love of marshmallows, his slight obsession with their fluffy ears, his new profession on handling a kendo sword and being in the kendo club and last but not the least his mischievousness at par with the daemon butler Sebastian Michaelis from Kuroshitsuji [Black Butler].
Well sure Tsuna-neko gets along with him because, well HE is Tsuna the one with the BIG heart who accepts everyone giving them second chances just like the second chance Tsukiyomi gave him the day she found him behind the Kendo Club's dojo. If the young Vongola Decimo was accepting, his storm guardian with the silver lynx ear sure wasn't. He still has his suspicions on the marshmallow loving whitehead; his ever hating perpetual glare would be in place whenever he was in a kilometre radius near his dear boss and would threat to blow him up to a bazillion pieces if ever he looked at his jyuudaime the wrong way.
His exact words were, "I don't care if you are this damn woman's adopted brother or not, I don't trust you Byakuran and if I feel that Jyuudaime is any danger within your presence I won't hesitate to kill you."
Possessiveness don't you think so too?
Talking about trust, the successor of the Souen Shigure style was a bit reluctant, who wouldn't be when the former Gesso boss has incessantly attacked his unsuspecting dog ears with soft caresses which made him purr out loud like a pleasured puppy being appreciated by his master embarrassing him in front of his friends, but he later gave in after a few promises that Byakuran wouldn't try to caress his black doggy ears as often but he didn't promise to completely stop fondling them if he had a chance (Fufufufu~XD).
And as for Tsuna's last two and uncooperative guardians, well let's say that Kyouya-panda gave one of his steely death glares spitting his favorite 'Kamikurosu' catch phrase before leaving the stunned group who was expecting him to engage in combat and beat the bloody hell out of Byakuran but didn't. Do you wanna know why? Because at that time the cloud guardian was sleepy and even though he is craving for the Mellifiore's boss's blood, he needed sleep so sleep he did to hell with everybody. And what did the sly mist ring bearer did you ask? Well~ he with his cunning self smirked at Byakuran's direction laughing his infamous 'Kufufufu~' laugh his eyes boring into his white head drilling holes to his skull with his intense stare before widening them in silent warning and then, he too vanish to the lush greenery the prestigious rich school has to offer.
So, in other terms Byakuran in their book was now an 'acquaintance'…well its better than an 'enemy' title desho?
Finally after two tiring weeks filled with drama, a pinch of violence, couple of death threats, several bombs and blown up classrooms, severely beaten up unconscious bodies, one traumatized Mafioso boss, two newly established fan club (You'll never guess for whom are they for) and an OOC rain guardian (who is now a honorary member of St. Lucia's prestigious kendo club) brandishing his bokuto [wooden sword] whenever a devious Byakuran pops out of nowhere with that malignant and disturbing smile on his face when he more or so trying to caress Yamamoto's sinful yet fluffy ears, it was finaly Saturday.
And a no school Saturday at that!
Booyah bitches Tsukiyomi is gonna be a complete lazy ass and sleep in for the day. She's gonna lay there in bed, snuggle the fluff out of her favourite pillow and savour the soft confines of her bed to recover some of her lost sleep throughout these past two chaotic weeks. Be it rain or fall, the worlds oblivion or the end of Reborn's gun barrel, nothing and I mean nothing could get her out of her bed and down the first story of her house only to indulge herself to her unhealthy daily dose of insanity seeing her uninvited guests doing unimaginable apocalyptic stuffs that would either ruin some of her furniture, blast a gaping hole or two on the walls of her apartment—
CRASH!
CLANG!
BANG!
BANG!
THUD
"REBORN [insert uberly embarrassing phrase here] WITH MY DYING WILL!"
ZOOOOOOOM!
"Hiiiii! Reborn stop shooting random people that peeks on Narciel-san's window or knocks at her door—the tenth generation Vongola boss ran to the cheap windowpane to see who was the unfortunate victim of his Spartan tutor who was unlucky enough to receive one of his Dying will bullets, but to his utter shock and horror Reborn has shot not ONE but TWO unidentified persons and regrettably one of the poor bastards was already running clad only in his blue ducky boxers away from Tsukiyomi's apartment complex and the other lay unconscious on the porch unmoving—what if it's one of her neighbours, friends, teachers or classmates?"
—Or the untimely death of the painstakingly stupid inquisitive rich bastards that loiters the place.
Humph, good riddance.
The cursed hitman allowed Leon to revert back to his chameleon form before letting him perch on the side of his fedora. He took a glance at his student who was now running about the room worried shitless about the random guy he shot (presumably the dead one) and then sighed heavily clearly disappointed. "They might be spies from one of our enemy families sent to gather information about us so I have to shoot them on sight, you can never be too careful in the Mafia Dame-Tsuna remember that especially if your family is one of the best like the Vongola."
"But that's Nakajima Kojiro-san one of the police officers assigned to guard this area!" Tsuna wasn't quite sure himself but he saw a glimpse of the badge and the uniform so it must be Nakajima-san.
As for the other victim with the embarrassing boxers…still anonymous…
Black beady eyes stared long and hard towards his pupil's frantic soft brown ones unblinking.
"My bad then." The sun Arcrobaleno answered shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly.
"What are we going to do? What if the man has no regrets? The Dying Will bullet will definitely kill him!"
Ignoring Tsuna's question, Reborn jumped from the floor and plopped himself onto the doggy eared Rain guardian's shoulder who was miraculously silent during the whole time watching the two with a smile on his face. He greeted Reborn with his usual cheerful 'Haha yo~ kid!' greetings and in return he got a small nod from the Leon's owner before the Sun Arcrobaleno turned his attention back to his pupil, sharp eyes boring into his form.
"Stop concerning yourself over a dead man's corpse and go wake Baka-Tsuki up Dame-Tsuna we have pressing matters to attend to."
The young Vongola Decimo could only gape at his Tutor at his detached attitude towards killing Kojiro-san not minding that the policeman's body was on Tsukiyomi's porch out in the open for the whole world to see. So all he did was stare at him dumbly jaws dropping to the floor.
Before he had a convulsion and break into another spazing spree, he heard the front door open and then close and in comes a jolly silver haired bomber towards the living room skipping towards his beloved boss.
"Don't worry Jyuudaime I checked the body outside, there are no trace of spilled blood on the pavement, no bullet shells either so if the police finds out about the murder they would find no evidence as who is the one responsible killing the guy—seeing the dilating of his beloved boss's honey doe eyes and his panic stricken face the storm guardian decided to dump all of the complicated facts and got straight to the point—and it seems that Reborn-san just used some tranquilizers so the other bastard just sleeping!"
Upon hearing this, Tsuna released the breath he didn't know he was holding and smiled gratefully at his self proclaimed right hand man unknowingly radiating the aura of warmth and moe-ness his kitty ears adding to the effect making it deadly to anyone especially those whom are poor at heart. "Good Job! Thanks Gokudera-kun!"
BADUMP
BADUMP!
So poor Haya-chan was now having a mini nosebleed at the cute sight of his jyuudaime while seemingly on cloud nine being praised by the spiky haired young boss blushing slightly while his silver Lynx ears were twitching here and there in pure bliss.
"Jyuudaime praised me! Jyuudaime praised me! Oh the Happiness~~"
But it seems that it's far too early for the Vongola sky ring bearer to be relieved and be at ease because when he turned to his left his nose came in contact with something cold and hard. Having a feeling of a dreadful; déjà vu, he squinted his honey doe optics further following the long gun barrel seeing Yuni's uncle at the very end ready to fire his transformed gun. Seeing the panicked expression on his favourite to—err student, the Sun Acrobaleno cocked his gun for more added effect making the young Decimo sweat buckets on the spot and in a deadly whisper he said, "Don't make me repeat myself again Tsuna, if you don't go wake Baka-Tsuki up this instant you'll find yourself being shot with the dying will bullet and running about the neighbourhood in your boxer's with her sleeping form tied on your ankles am I understood?"
The son of Iemitsu Sawada paled at the underlying threat on that sentence imagining himself being shot again by that damnable bullet would be downright embarrassing parading to the whole world his half naked form and his choice of undergarments! And he thought he was over that running-around-in-his-boxer's phase! He gulped and pondered on his answer REAL hard. When Reborn woke him up earlier than usual this morning using his customary brutal methods, he caught a glimpse of his roommate's sleeping form on her bed.
And he didn't like what he saw at all.
She looked exhausted beyond relief and there were big black rings under her closed optics, he knew that she stayed up late that night again doing her student council work and all the other trivial things she needs to do as the president of the student council. She also has her waitress job on the Otaku Café to pay her—I mean their bills and her shift starts from 6:00pm and ends at 8:00 pm draining her remaining energy for the day (Gosh I almost took pity on my OC, I mean they are the big bad Mafioso right? Can't they get money using their methods and not rely on a poor seventeen year old girl to work her ass off on a cafe?). When she comes back home she helps them do some of their assignments and then cook their dinner. She would wake at the break of dawn to begrudgingly fix their assortment of breakfast and their bento's adding on the growing lists of her never ending chores, it's a wonder why Tsukiyomi haven't collapsed from the over exertion of her body yet.
He really pitied the teenage girl, so from time to time he tries to help her in the kitchen or with her other chores although he may be not much help, she's still grateful to him nonetheless.
Steeling his resolve as to not wake up the poor physically, mentally and emotionally worn out raven haired hostess, he gazed at his tutor with firm brown eyes and was about to retort and argue with Nono's most trusted hitman when he stumbled upon Mukuro's trident that was conveniently lying on the floor in that certain moment and time. And so being the clumsy person he is, down he went his flimsy legs getting knocked by the armrest of the comfy sitting furniture before crashing on the sofa, his soft lips grazing at the warm pale cheek of its occupant while he smashed his head hard on the owner's skull that was previously sleeping soundlessly. And due to the sudden weight on his person, the raven haired inhabitant of the blue couch was now rudely awaken opening his blood shot metallic grey eyes emitting high levels of malevolence and death.
His predatory eyes glared at the young Vongola Decimo as his Panda ears twitched in irritation, his chest rambled releasing a low angry growl directed to Namimori's resident Dame-Tsuna.
"Ita-ta-ta."
As Tsuna rubbed his swollen forehead, he failed to notice that he was lying on top of someone rather than the soft leathery surface of the sofa and that said person was now ready to lash and kill him on the spot using his favourite tonfas to bash the hell out of this infuriating herbivore lying on him.
A pair of miss matched eyes watched in amusement as he picked his trident from the wooden floor, a malicious smirk sporting on his handsome features as he watched the scene. The young Decimo was lying on top of the aloof cloud guardian accidentally stumbling on the Kokuyo Leader's weapon ending up falling on the couch on top of a sleeping Hibari Kyouya, unintentionally kissing him on his cheek waking him up with his lithe body sprawled on the Namimori Skylark almost straddling him.
And here he thought that Hibari was the dominating one, who knew really.
If only he had a camera he could use this as an efficient blackmailing material later fufu~
Knowing fully that he could turn the situation from bad to worse, Mukuro twitched his ears to make sure that the remaining occupants of the house were there before he cleared his throat to gain the attention of the pair that was on the sofa and when he did, he gave them his most innocent (mocking) smile his odd pair of eyes closed in an upside down 'U' ready to drop the bomb on the two.
"Ahem, it's not that it's not entertaining or anything but can't you wait until the evening falls to do it more privately away from prying eyes? I would gladly sleep on our little Tsukiyomi's room for the night Tsunayoshi if your that impatient about doing it with Kyo-chan kufufufufu~" the fox eared mist guardian purred at his boss and his co guardian.
That made the ever innocent cat eared Tsuna to sputter indignantly jumping off his cloud guardian while the panda eared blood lusting carnivore just gave the fox a warning growl.
"I didn't know you swing that way Dame-Tsuna, no wonder you always epically fail every time you try to confess to Kyoko."
"Jyu-jyuu-jyuuudaime! TT-TT"
"Maa, Hibari don't growl at us. Just make sure you'll be gentle with Tsuna ne, or is it the other way around? Haha~"
Oh boy Yamamoto you and your BIG mouth! You hang around way too much with Reiichi and Byakuran that you have become perverse yourself!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
"Saa Yamamoto-kun, Reborn-san let's leave this two to do their stuff and wake our dear Tsukiyomi."
And that my friends were the last straw.
"Get off my person herbivore."
"Hi-hibari-san!"
Rokudo Mukuro raised his gloved right hand and started mentally counting as he awaits the usual apocalyptic chaos to ensue.
3…
"I'm s-sorry!"
2…
"I didn't mean to wake you up H-Hibari-sa-san!"
1…
"Kamikurosu."
"HIIII!"
"JYUUDAIME!"
"Haha, they look like their having fun na kozo?~"
"Kufufufufu~"
Vongola Primo who was watching the scene unfold from the recliner chair just shook his head and gave a tired defeated sigh.
"Thank kami that my guardians aren't here or they will only increase the chaos here by tenfold, I'm so glad to be dead this time."
Okay…she heard nothing. Yup Tsukiyomi is just dreaming things! Yeah, now she's going back to sleep.
"Zzzzzzz."
SHAKE.
SHAKE.
SHAKE.
"…Mhm leave me alone..."
GROAN.
"—ake up."
"Ugh can't they see I'm sleeping here and taking a well deserved rest after finishing ten stacks of paper work while putting up with their idiocy, Reborn's sadism with Giotto-san's teasing and the violent blood lust urges of a certain Namimori Skylark with the slightly deranged Pineapple head this passed days! Gawd please let me rest people!"
The newfound hostess of the Katekyo Bishies released another suppressed groan as she felt her body being roughly shaken with intensity by a large hand attached on her right shoulder. Swatting the offending appendage away from her person, she rolled on her bed facing the other direction muttering incoherent words under her breath ignoring her waking assailant.
"—ka-Tsuki wake up."
Cue Narciel Tsukiyomi's infamous internal rant.
"I refuse to wake up! Can't you see the overly large eye bags under my eyes, the exhausted condition of my body and the crumbling state of my mentality? Well you unidentified person you, after dealing with a bitchy ojou on a daily basis spouting and prattling insults at me you get tired and little to no sleep at night. Also dealing with the juveniles that are after Tsuna, Yamamoto and Gokudera's asses will want you to bash your head on a good piece of wooden furniture after the maddening task is done .Dealing with two handsomely dangerous pro violence duo would want you to pass out and wish you were in a coma when you accidentally saw the after math of their gory handiwork. And last but not the least, if you know a baby hitman who practically is the very description of the word sadism associated with a powerful mafia boss who just love's teasing people together with an affectionate marshmallow loving "onii-chan" you would personally admit yourself in nut house to save what's little left of your sanity. Now if that's an enough excuse to you I would like to go back to sleep you unknown person you."
Reading her thoughts, the 'stupid person' raised his left eyebrow in amusement before shaking his head at her hopeless state.
Somehow in her semi conscious condition, the apathetic St. Lucia student could feel the irritating individual who was looming over prone and tired figure shift from his kneeing position on her bed carefully manoeuvrings over its soft surface before entirely leaving her bedding to stand on the wooden floor making it creak. The very being who was dressed in a full black suit that was attempting to rose her from her slumber give a sigh in defeat, muttering "I've got no choice but to do this..." in his low husky velvet voice.
ZZZT.
Hearing that electric sound did not bode well with Tsukiyomi making her stomach lurch and twist doing loop de loops and somersaults much to her dazed discomfort, but due to her extreme exhaustion she ignored all the signs and warnings of the imminent doom that was dangerously closing in.
BZZZT!
That certain electric buzz was her only warning before a high voltage of electricity went coursing through her entire being waking her in a heartbeat. Her body jolted from her comfy bed from the force of the shock ungracefully landing on the floor with a loud painful 'THUD' her face making acquaintance with the wooden surface.
"Well OUCH isn't this one hell of a rude awakening."
Detaching her bruised, batted and electrocuted form from the ground, she hissed as she felt some of the burns caused by the intentional shock and snarled in a pathetic attempt to release her pent up anger. Judging by the brutal way she was awoken Tsukiyomi could only predict that her aggressor was none another than the Spartan Tutor that was standing in front of her figure smiling at her predicament. His face was clearly oozing with twisted humor as her amber orbs met his black ones starting a raging glaring contest.
"Is it just me or did her grew overnight?"
"Glad you decided to join the world of the living baka-Tsuki. For a second there I thought we would be disposing of your dead body."
His only answer was a glassy intensified glare as she stood from the floor careful of her new burnt bruises while shaking her still fuzzy head.
"Radammit Reborn you don't have to wake me up with me ending with a bruise or two on my person every single morning!" raging amber eyes narrowed at the infamous hitman her eyes now focused filled with fury as she took in his tall and very well defined appearance halting her angry rant.
Blink.
Blink.
O_O
O_O
"Oh…" was her ever intelligent reply.
"Oh yeah, how could I ever forget? The memory of that nightmare will be forever be imbedded inside the dark recesses of my mind traumatizing me for the rest of my pathetic existence. I swear to every Egyptian God that I would never look at Reborn the same way again. It feels like it's been forever but in truth it was just a week ago that this damn bastard discovered that he can revert back to his adult form in this world. All he has to do was think of a very sadistic scene or action and execute it within the span of ten minutes and then viola~ out goes the adult Reborn-san. And who will be his unfortunate guinea pigs? Well of course it is Tsuna and I! Oh cry, oh sob, oh woe is me."
"What do you want you infernal being?"
"Get up and head downstairs baka-Tsuki, we're getting low on some supplies so we need to go to the grocery store."
That's it? He woke her up this god forsaken hour just to go to the damn grocery store? Not to cook breakfast or clean some mess they made OR maybe call the mental asylum perhaps? But noo…he woke her up just to go to the damned grocery store that is just a ten minute walk away from her house! Damn him to hell, purgatory and back!
"Can't you guys go there without me? You can all take care of yourselves without my inferior self being in the way and I would like to go back to sleep your assness."
"No."
She rolled her eyes and proceeded to climb unto her bed purposely ignoring the owner of Leon in favour of sleeping.
"Get up Baka-Tsuki or a sick a sugar induced happy white bunny at you to wake you up, it would be amusing to see how Byakuran would wake up his beloved little sister in that state."
"Fuck! How the hell did he knew about that?"
St. Lucia's student council president gave an involuntary shiver in response remembering the last time herself proclaimed brother had an overdose on glucose and she shudder at the thought of facing that thing again. But if Reborn was this insistent of her coming with them, then he's up to something and he's planning on dumping those insufferable five under her care as they go shop at the store while he takes care of whatever business he has to do with Vongola Primo.
She gave the cursed hitman a sceptical glare before frowning and nodding her head in vain acceptance.
"Good you see things my way Baka-Tsuki."
"I hate you to core Reborn."
"Don't worry you'll learn to love me in due time Baka-Tsuki just like Dame-Tsuna."
"…"
"I feel like committing suicide."
Inside the Grocery Store
Narciel Tsukiyomi stood amidst a small grocery store near her apartment complex utterly dumbfounded at the scene, who knew that after leaving them for the span of one minute and twenty seconds they could cause a potential mini World War three.
Taking the Katekyo Bishies outside with her to go grocery shopping was one the biggest mistake of her life…ever.
After two seconds going into mental and emotional shock (which felt like an eternity to her), she was sent back to the cruel reality when a pair hands wrap around her in a tight embrace almost making her puke her guts out. "Wai, it's Tsuki-chan! Oishashuburi buri~" said that thing in a super high pitched voice just to annoy her captured friend. Looking down at the thing that was latching onto her, the resident Ice princess of Lucia was surprised to see a mob of brown hair nuzzling her abdomen. When she turned her head at Tsukiyomi's direction, a shock of blue-ish green eyes connected with her blazing amber ones and those eyes can only belong to her bubbly and hyper (when she had a full stack of sweets) friend Sugimoto Saraishi who decided to tag along with them to the grocery store just for the kicks.
Seeing the foul mood that her friend was currently in, the bubbly girl immediately sobered up and was now standing in her whooping 5'6 height compared to Tsukiyomi's 5'3 and was now looking at her with firm calculating eyes.
"Are you okay Kiki-chan?" Yup this Kiki-chan will murder Reiichi for spreading that damnable pet name period.
The girl in question just growled in response. Her right eye was twitching in annoyance as her anger was boosted to its highest level during the period the now REAL Katekyo Hitman Reborn characters stay at her half ruined to smithereens house.
Her beloved house that took her years to pay was obliterated in two weeks.
Suddenly feeling as if all the energy has left her body remembering all the troubles they have caused her since their first day they arrived in her house, Tsukiyomi slumped on the nearby wall closing her still weary eyes massaging her temples.
"I'm Fine Shishi-chan, but my wallet won't be after I pay for all the damage they've caused." She idly pointed at the incomplete Vongola family that was wrecking havoc at the store as if it was a normal occurrence to her.
The cousin of the famous actor Sugimoto Reiichi averted her blue-ish green gaze at the direction Tsukiyomi was pointing seeing five familiar faces she have grown fond of these past days. There on the blown up canned goods section not far from their spot was Sawada Tsunayoshi, his fluffy kitten ears present on top of the brown mess of locks on his head seemingly caught in between on one of the many banters of his rain and storm guardians.
It's quite funny actually. Seeing them nose to nose growling at each other, getting some of the primal instinct of the animals they now represent, their primitive nature taking over their rational thinking at the moment.
YAMAMOTO-INU + LYNXDERA = BIGG ASS TROUBLE.
Sensing danger, Tsuna stood from his spot, pausing his 'picking the canned goods' activity in order to assess the situation and probably prevent some major damage caused by his two best friends before picking the last salvageable ones that were on Tsukiyomi's inventory, he got up once again from his position putting the armful of processed goods on their pushcart relieving himself of his heavy burden. He walked calmly at the two with the intent to stop another of their useless banter before they could tear down the small shopping centre together with the surrounding buildings in the immediate area.
"Gokudera-kun, Yamamoto I think Narciel-san would greatly appreciate it if both of you would stop fighting and take your chosen curry powder flavour [insert a deep suffering sigh here] before you gained too much unwanted attention."
Like any other fights the two had, his attempt to rectify the anger his self proclaimed right hand man was ignored but unlike those other times, he had received two low angry growls with two matching death glares as a response. Knowing that stopping the two would be a lost cause, he just opted to sigh in defeat slumping his shoulders as he walk pass the arguing Souen successor and the silver haired bomber sauntering towards the two females that were watching them with mild interest.
"I'm sorry Narciel-san; it seems that you'll be paying a rather big sum of money just by seeing that gaping hole at the corner and the falling debris from the ceiling."
The owner of the Narciel complex turned her head to his direction blank honey yellow met gloomy chocolate brown ones, "How many times do I have to tell you to call me Tsukiyomi? I don't care for formalities so just call me by my given name."
"But—
"Come on say it with me, Tsu-ki-yo-mi. Write it on a sticky note and commit it to memory ok Tsunayoshi-kun?"
Reiichi's sweets loving cousin perked up beside Tsukiyomi giving him a jaw breaking grin flashing him a thumbs up before slinging her right arm on her best friend's shoulders. "Don't worry about it Tsuna-kun I'll pay for the repairs for Kiki-chan so stop being so gloomy, everything will turn out just fine."
BOOOM!
"WHAT DID YOU SAY YOU BASEBALL FREAK?"
"You were saying Shishi-chan?" Saraishi's amber eyed best friend asked with a smug smirk on her face looking at her friend's flabbergasted expression.
"Nothing, I said nothing but it's your fault for finally giving into Reborn's bribery Kiki-chan that they're here blowing things up~"
Tsukiyomi cursed herself again and again for being tortured, tempted and then finaly bribed by the Sun Arcobaleno (with Tsuna's uber cute pictures) to host them for the rest of their stay by that devil reincarnate…who was out there somewhere with the First Vongola boss doing some private Vongola Family Business. So now she's left here to babysit the remaining three out of five of the incomplete tenth generation of the Vongola family doing what they do best as per usual…driving her to the brink of insanity.
"Humph, like you're the one to talk Shishi-chan I think I saw a picture of Giotto-san sticking out of your math notebook yesterday."
"O/O"
"Guilty as charged ne Saraishi-chan~"
"Mou just drop ok Kiki-chan? Let's just finish shopping for the foods on your lists to feed your free loaders, you'll be 'bitten to death' by Hibari-san. You know how he gets when he's depraved with his burgers."
Yep. There is was. Proof that Life liked to merrily screw her.
The poor dear.
St. Lucia Gakuen [School], Principal's office
A deep exhale of breath broke the deafening silence that was surrounding the room he was occupying. Who knew being a principal of a school filled with snobby, greedy and obnoxious human students was this complicated? Well his Common Class pupils are more tolerable and down to earth but putting that aside… Not only did he have to deal with his OWN Fan club filled with hormonal teenage girls in this school, but also his Rich Class students are prone on being kidnapped all the damn time! Kami he swear, if one of his precious students (albeit them being stuck up all the time) were kidnapped again then he will deal with them personally.
Blood, gore and all.
The rustling of his own clothes was heard as he shifted from his spot on the antique chair he was lounging closing his vivid chocolate irises in deep contemplation. His handsome features was suddenly marred when he set his lips in a grim line unbeknownst to himself that his fangs are showing slightly prodding his flawless skin. He leaned further on his personal desk tightly clutching his intertwined hands as dark thoughts swirled inside his conniving mind anticipating the worst turn of events.
It was too soon, too soon even for him.
It only took one measly miscalculated move to make an unknown piece of the game move into his playing board without his consent and now he's going to face the consequence of revealing their species to humankind.
But to tell them their deep, darkest and well kept secret means war, a strategically well planned out war by someone moving in the shadows currently undetected by his spies and his allies. And by provoking a war means the humans will get involved in between and he'll be damned if he doesn't do a thing about it. He's been trying to live peacefully with the humans for more than several hundred years now and he'll do anything to prevent this incoming pandemonium…
Even if it means restoring all of her memories and seeking them for their help.
"I'm sorry Yuki but it seems like I'm going to have to break our promise to her. I know that she had suffered enough but the world isn't ready yet to know about us."
"…where in the world are you now Ailac-dono…"
After an undetermined amount of time wallowing in his thoughts and coming up with thorough strategies, it was now finally dawn. The first light of the day slowly entered the room steadily flowing inside the poorly lit office casting a faint glow in its area as a small ray of sunshine escaped the confines of his thick silken curtains. It traveled through the marbled floor, and then to his table and finally reaching his position illuminating half of his solemn facade.
He was breathtakingly gorgeous, otherworldly even. No human could posses and compare to such majestic beauty and allure such as he together with the species under him. Even though he was just sitting there on his seat you could feel a very powerful and ancient aura surrounding him, his very existence demanding respect and authority and thus given to him as head or 'King' per se of their kind.
Turning to the darkest corner of his personal workplace, his eyes briefly flashed for a moment before he spoke in his deep baritone voice, "Seiren summon Aidou here in the office I have a quick errand for him."
Emerging from the shadows was a female figure with long silver hair (which has grown throughout the years) she gracefully strolled in front of the wooden desk with her right hand above her supple bosom. She respectfully bowed in front her leader replying a silent "Hai Kaname-sama." before stealthily vanishing through the seemingly alive shadows of the room.
He wasn't sure if Hanabusa was the right person for the job but all the others were doing their respective tasks. Ruka was sent to England to attend some of the important matters there concerning some rogue level E's that explicitly draining human blood with no qualms. After all she prided herself in speaking six languages fluently so she's stuck handling the foreign affairs she'll do anything for her beloved Kaname-sama. Shiki and Rima were his eyes and ears in the entertainment industry making sure that some of the their kind who decided to take upon the job to entertain and bask in the lime lights would stay in line. He even saw Ichijou some time ago looking worst for wear being harassed by the new council demanding him to tell them where 'Kaname-sama was' he almost pitied his best friend.
Keyword being 'almost'.
A sudden burst of daemonic energy startled him out of his thoughts; his body became frigid in alarm as his eyes slowly bled to crimson red. Feeling the familiar prod on his mind, he relaxed smiling a rueful smile.
The curtains adorning his French windows flapped about from the force of the nonexistent winds, a blinding scarlet light emitted from the carpeted floor leisurely forming a magical daemonic circle with the Raven (the animal) symbol. Overlapping the circle was a pentagram with ancient inscriptions; Greek letters started floating as if it was dancing with the dark silken feathers that accompanied them before coming to an immediate halt suspending in mid air.
The black feathers suddenly transformed into a butterfly spreading specs of violets light as they fluttered around the circle intermixing with the red colored radiant lights making a spectacular scene for the grand entrance of the two figures immerging from the portal that was in the center of the daemon circle.
"It's been a while hasn't it Ciel Phantomhive, Sebastian Michaelis."
The shorter one of the two unknown strangers smiled a fanged smile showing off his canine in a smug smirk his cat like crimson eyes glowing, radiating with hidden power.
"Indeed it has been Kaname Kuran."
Back to Tsukiyomi and Co.
"I will never, ever take you guys with me again!" Tsukiyomi all but howled at the incomplete guardians of the Vongola family clutching her now empty wallet in her hands lamenting the lost of her precious budget for the next two months. Saraishi did pay most of the damage cost but no matter how much pocket money she has, its just isn't enough to pay the total sum so the apathetic amber eyed teen was forced to pay what's left of the bills.
"Kiki-chan calm down ok? Let's settle this when we get back to your house."
Gokudera Hayato glared at Byakuran's adopted sister irritated that he didn't get to buy his cancer sticks. "Damn it woman why are you so damn prissy?"
Tsukiyomi was too damn pissed at the moment and all she wanted to do is to skewer his behind and beat the crap out of him. Or bang his head in a door car close it then ride around the town like a mad woman. The grumpy teen was courting death through her and she would gladly help him via Katana with its sharp shiny blade cutting his head off and decorating it in the living room as a trophy but Reborn wouldn't want one of Tsuna's guardian dead and especially Tsuna wouldn't want one of his friends dead so that plan was out…for now.
"Oh? Why Hayato-chan why don't you just stop and think for a while hmm? Maybe I wouldn't be so damn pissed off every time IF you don't talk as if you're gonna blast my eardrums off with the highest volume possible of your voice and requesting you to talk normally would just be asking too much ne?"
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY YOU DAMN WOMAN?"
That's it; she's permanently dropping her damned apathetic mask in front of them because she didn't think that she could keep her facade with Gokudera frequently testing her patience. To hell with her self control this damn brat is crossing the line.
"Would it kill you if you didn't argue with Yamamoto for even just a minute? Every time the two of you gets into a fight, you just don't care where the hell you are you just get on with it like two untamed beasts!"
The said two cringed and flattened their ears at the volume of her outburst, the sound still ringing in their new set of individual ears.
"And don't get me started about blowing up almost half of the grocery store a while ago Gokudera, Yamamoto! If it wasn't for your boss asking me for forgiveness for your brash actions, I would leave the two of you outside to be ravished by your damn blood thirsty fangirls!"
"Don't point me that finger of yours if you don't want them blown up!"
"Maa, maa Gokudera I don't think you should talk to her like that…"
"STAY OUT OF THIS BASEBALL FREAK IT! WASN'T ONLY MY FAULT DAMN IT WHY ARE YOU ONLY LASHING ON ME!"
"Because I know Yamamoto would avoid fighting at all cost and I would go as far to say that he tried to dissolute your banter before it started, but did you listen? NO, you continued on pegging him till he snapped that even Tsuna can't calm him with his pleading voice. And what got me to start with this angry rant is all the pent of frustration of paying the THREE ROOMS you accidentally detonated to non existence. I would shut my trap, grin and bear with it like a girl if only it was the THREE High Class rooms you exploded. Nuh-uh I guess you aren't still satisfied with the insignificant amount of explosives you used so you decided to blast the chemistry lab into a pathetic pile of ash and debris's last week that I almost got expelled don't you remember?"
~Flashback seven days ago…~
The peaceful and calming atmosphere of the Student Council room was ruined when its twin wooden doors slammed open revealing an irritated Reiichi dragging a slightly singed and soot covered storm guardian of Vongola together with his slightly frightened kitty eared boss and a grinning Yamamoto with his endearing fluffy black dog ears. The Lynx eared silver head was struggling against Tsukiyomi's famous actor friend who was holding him in a tight grasp by the collar of his white inner shirt polo with a scowl adorning his face.
The gray haired Sugimoto heir looked disapprovingly at Gokudera before turning to face his best friend who was so engrossed on her work to notice their presence.
"Kiki-chan."
No Answer.
"Kiki-chan."
Still no answer.
Vein pop.
"KIKI-CHAN?"
The said Kiki-chan slowly lifted her head from her work looking blankly at her fuming friend raising her eyebrow in question. "What is it Reiichi? Did Ahodera do something again? Did he beat up a student, threatened a teacher or Killed Maria?" The cross dressing idiot looked at his best friend slightly disturbed at her hopeful voice with her last statement but brushed it aside thinking it was just his mind playing tricks on him.
"As lovely as those options sound Kiki-chan, unfortunately it was none of the above."
"Oh? Then what is it pray tell that this lynx eared brat did this time?"
"Nothing much really, he just decided that his dynamite mixed well with some of the chemicals in the chemistry lab mixing them together with his explosive temper scaring the shit out of some of the students who was making fun of Tsunayoshi before throwing it at them thus blowing up the second chemistry lab in the middle school department."
When Tsukiyomi heard her vice president's report, the blood on her body run cold and anger was boiling inside of her in a fast phase making her release a killing aura without her knowing scaring both of her best friends shitless including the three fifteen year old guys.
It was like the Arctic wind took one swift pass across the room with its temperature drastically dropping from warm to icy cold. The raven haired president stopped on the middle of writing a script letter L on her English Literature homework her long bangs covering her eyes.
Cue eerie hollow silence…
Boy was Tsukiyomi angry…no she was fucking pissed off! It was about seven days, just seven damn days and the Katekyo guys have caused so much trouble to satisfy this lifetime and two more reincarnations.
"What the fuck did you say Rei!—the angered female turned her head to the one at fault her eyes literally blazing with fury–Gokudera why in seven hells did you blew the chemistry lab up!" The president of St. Lucia's student council hollered standing from her seat bashing her table in the process scattering her paper work on the floor.
"Those bastards were throwing the alcohol lamps at me and jyuudaime with some hazardous chemicals! What the hell do you think should I do while they do that you damn woman?"
"DO NOTHING, EVADE AND PROTECT TSUNA OR BETTER YET RUN AND REPORT IT TO ME GOD DAMMIT!"
"WHAT THE HELL! SO YOU'RE SAYING THAT I ABANDON JYUUDAIME JUST LIKE THAT? THE HELL I WOULD! THOSE BASTARDS DESERVED WHAT THEY GOT AND IT'S ISN'T MY FUALT THAT MY DYNAMITE MISSED THE TARGET I WASN'T AIMING TO KILL! IT'S ALL THEIR GOD DAMN FAULT IN THE FIRST PALCE!"
"THE HELL IT ISN'T YOUR DAMN FAULT!"
"WHEN I SAY IT ISN'T MY FAULT, IT ISN'T MY FUALT GOD DAMN IT!"
"THAT'S IT! IM SO GONNA FREAKING KILL YOU! I DON'T KNOW HOW TO KILL A SUPPOSEDLY FICTIONAL CHARACTER TURNED REAL BUT I WILL!"
"Tsuki calm down." Keigo said restraining the hot headed female holding her shoulders in a death grip trying to calm her raging nerves.
When Tsukiyomi shot the silver haired Lynxdera a sidelong glance he gave her a mocking glare not at all sorry for his actions, that made her patience snap, the damn holding all her emotions burst leaving an overflowing raging waters of emotion escalading down with force.
"CALM DOWN! HOW CAN I EFFING CALM DOWN WHEN THIS BRAT BLEW UP LAB! IT'S JUST A WEEK KEIGO, SEVEN FREAKING DAYS AND HE BLEW UP NOT ONE, NOT TWO, BUT THREE FUCKING CLASSROOM PLUS THE CHEMISTRY LAB IN THE SPAN OF SEVEN DAYS AND NOW YOU'RE TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN? THE HELL I WILL! MY BANK ACCOUNT IS RECLINING AT A RAPID STATE AND SOON ENOUGH ALL MY LIFE'S SAVING WILL BE DOWN THE DRAIN USED FOR PAYING THAT BRAT'S BLOWN UP CLASSROOMS! I WILL ONLY CALM DOWN IF I GET SOME DYNAMITE STICK AND SHOVE IT SO FAR UP THAT LYNX EARED BRAT'S ASS SO HE WILL BE SHITTING GUN POWDER FOR A WEEK!"
All present occupants of the room cringed at the vulgar torture Tsukiyomi was threatening Bianchi's silver haired brother, even Gokudera was turning pale at the graphic scene forming in his head. Backing away slowly from the pissed off seventeen year old raven haired girl in the arms of the vice captain of St. Lucia's kendo club, he reclaimed his position beside his fidgeting boss and a slightly sweat dropping baseball freak.
"Maa, maa just calm down ok Tsuki-chan? I'm sure it will work out somehow."
If there's anything that Tsuna and his guardians together with Reborn and Giotto had learnt in the past week of knowing their newfound hostess was she wouldn't go on a cussing spree unless peeved or provoke (well in front of other people and them but she always did that inwardly). No matter what the circumstances were, she would always see to it and control herself when she was about to use vulgar languages smile a cold apathetic smile and walk away as if nothing happened…but now she was both pissed and annoyed so she did so boldly cussed and let out a set of profanities after Tsuna's future right hand man to release the ranging tempest that was building up inside her or else…she would literally lost it.
And as an end result of her little outburst, she found their wooden table smashed under her trembling fists in a pathetic heap of lumber particles and was destroyed beyond repair.
For a moment there she stood staring dumbly to the table and then to her fist in a back and forth motion marvelling at her own strength that she didn't knew she had…or she knew she had but didn't bother to confront the inner works of her mind to confirm it.
"My reality is being shattered bit by bit with them staying with me here and soon I'll find myself inclining to insanity too close for comfort."
But now is not the time to ponder and stand there looking like an idiot because she need to get that damned Lynx eared bomb user chewed and man handled because that little plotting devil blew up three classrooms, the chemistry and God knows what will happen if the principal knew about this…he will make her pay more for the damage repairs and if bad comes to worst, he will expel her from St. Lucia together with all the Katekyo guys including Reborn and the first generation Vongola boss.
Damn, dropping from school at her second year in high school is not in her 'to do list' while she was living her life in this universe.
"Damn if school was worst at its best without Tsuna and the others, it's now a living hell thanks to Gokudera, Reborn and Vongola Primo! I can't believe that baby hitman can willingly transform himself to his former adult form by will and he even asked Giotto-san to teach fucking Italian in our school, god dammit it all!" The amber eyed girl ranted while releasing herself from her pale blue eyed friend's death grip. She huffed and plopped on the floor slowly picking her scattered paper work continuing her rant inside her head.
"To add salt to injury when they came on their first official day in school a week ago with Reborn in his sexy adult self matched with the gentlemanly looking Primo, almost all of the fucking ojou's fell for them at first sight with love stricken cloudy eyes their mouths salivating like wild hordes of beasts eyeing two pieces of raw meat! And when the day was over, wouldn't you know they form a fan club for them whoop-de-fucking-doo more paper work!"
After picking all the pieces of papers which crumpled under her fist, she gave one swift death glare to all of the resident of the student council room not even sparing the members and her best friends and finally landing it to the perpetrator of the ruined rooms of St. Lucia's Middle School department.
Letting out a sigh of frustration, she went to her table stacking the paper into a sloppy pile cutting them into three columns. God she felt like she's a youkai from the fuedal era of Japan her inner daemon self trying to come out and block all her reasoning ready to pounce at the very first moving thing she lays her eyes upon.
"Get out, I don't know if I can hold on to my logical self with all of my stress and anger accumulating at each passing millisecond. So get the hell out of here before I 'accidentally' kill you all."
And that wasn't a threat but a pure authentic warning.
Eyes were on her shocked and some worried but she met them all with her own amber eyes in a heated glare, still continuing her inner rant.
"And noo that's not all, Gokudera has to be his temperamental idiotic self going on Hurricane Bomber mode when anyone touches or even breathes the same air as Tsuna resulting into three blown up classroom! Is he secretly in love with him or something?"
She sat back in her chair plopping her head and half of her body on the mysteriously fixed table drawing imaginary circles on it with her right point finger continuing her inner rambling…
"Kami, I should've deemed myself crazy when the Katekyo boys arrived in my house laying inside their individual coffins looking as pale as ice and if that damned Arcobaleno didn't tell me they were alive, I would've gone out in the night and hurl their bloody carcasses into the depths of Tokyo bay. Thinking back on that faithful day, I wish that I just chucked all of their coffins outside my home and waited for the garbage truck to take their bloody black boxes to the garbage dump for them to rot for all eternity. And after that I will surrender myself to the insane asylum, at least there…there were no hitman babies to threaten you, no temperamental bomb user and NO violent Namimori disciplinary head out for you blood and NO psychotic body possessing Mukuro."
~End of Flashback~
"Now that's over and done with I want you to reflect on your actions Gokudera. Please learn to control your temper (like she's the one to talk haha XD), think before anger takes over logic. Have an open mind to listen to Yamamoto sometimes for some advice; also don't forget that I'm the president of the student council in our school so it wouldn't hurt to rely on me from time to time when it comes to dealing with the rowdy students at school ne? I'll just have to grace them with my icy presence accompanied with my well practiced Seshoumaru glare and they'll lay low for the moment. Or for the last resort, talk to Byakuran and he'll break their mentality enough to give them pass to the mental ward."
"Haha, mou Kiki-chan Byakuran-nii isn't that bad hehe." The brunette haired interjected clutching her sides while basking herself in laughter.
"Trust me I know what I'm talking about Shishi-chan. You haven't been around him that long to feel the effects but just look at Keigo, he's now arguing with Rei having mock kendo matches with him and even snapping at his fangirls. Oh, I forget that you have a certain golden haired Mafioso filling your mind these past days so I guess you wouldn't notice."
Giotto's secret fan blushed in embarrassment before pouting and crossing her arms over her chest managing to stutter out a quiet "T-that's not t-true."
Tsukiyomi's attention went back to Tsuna's self proclaimed right hand man when he grunted from his spot beside the Cat eared Tsuna slowly drinking her words. She shook her head before continuing her tirade. "Heed my words because I'll only let my mask slip this much just this once in front of others and talk this much Hayato. Bullies beat you up more the further you violently react and seeing that you are trying to protect Tsuna here, I bet by Monday their number will increase not only to satisfy their crave for making people's lives miserable but also to spite you being unable to protect your boss properly. Think of it for a minute Gokudera; what if let's say you suceeded in hurting one of your aggressors you'll be only put to blame being that they have higher status in life than you here. Yamamoto, Tsunayoshi, you and I would be expelled and when bad comes to worst Reborn and Giotto-san will lose their jobs do you want that?"
Silver bangs covered his clouded eyes as realization finaly hit him hard dropping an anvil above his thick skull.
"Open your eyes, listen carefully with your ears, comprehend my words with your intellectual mind and tuck them safe inside your heart. I'm not doing this to embarrass you in front of Tsuna Gokudera, rather I'm doing this because I don't want you to repeat the same mistakes you've done in the past."
She got a nod from the silent bomb user in reply while the dog eared Yamamoto gave her a friendly hug and sported his infamous pika pika smile inspired by her words of wisdom.
"…wa-warukata."
(Reaper-chan: It kinda means 'I'm sorry' or 'my bad' haha that's the closest apology you can get from hayato fufu~)
Tsukiyomi knows that the grumpy storm guardian was not used to apologizing, hell she's even glad that he took the time to listen to all the shit she's spouting reading between the lines of her harsh words and finaly having the decency to ask for forgiveness now that he knew that he was at fault. He may be a headstrong and hard headed guy but he has fiercely loyal and deeply cares for his boss and their makeshift family so he's ready to throw his pride even if it's for a while to listen when given advice on how to protect his beloved Famiglia with efficiency.
Walking at his sulking form, St. Lucia's student council president stopped before him looking at his determined sea greens eyes before giving him one of her rare diminutive smiles. She reached her right hand at the top of his silver locks slightly caressing his sensitive lynx ears making him purr in response.
"I'm happy you understand. Now lets' go back before Hibari-san decides he's hungry enough to go outside and hunt me and 'bite me to death'."
They walked through the neighbourhood in serene silence with Yamamoto, Gokudera and Tsuna carrying most the shopping bags while Tsukiyomi and Saraishi were further at the back talking in hushed whispers. When they were a few blocks away from Tsukiyomi's house, she was suddenly yanked hard by the wrist by a pale hand belonging to a blond looking aristocrat teen with luminous blue eyes dressed in branded clothes sporting a pair of black Rebo shades protecting his sensitive eyes from the harsh UV rays of the sun.
"Oi Busu-Onna, can I have a moment with you alone and in private?"
(Reaper-chan: Busu-onna 'ugly girl/woman')
Tsukiyomi's irritation skyrocketed at the appearance of her other school adversary making her grit her teeth in controlled fury looking straight at his icy blue optics. She crossed her arms over her chest not a least minding the hand of the golden haired guy that was trap in between her bosom. Putting her mask back in to place, she set her lips into a firm straight line blanking her eyes of emotion before speaking in her blandest voice, "Give me one good reason not to smack you with this frozen meat Aido for downright insulting me at first glance before I talk to you civilly and in private."
She raised a questioning brow at the guy who she deemed was a clone of the vampire ice user from one of her other favourite anime series, Hanabusa Aido from Vampire Knight. They even have the same name, attitude, look and similar taste in clothing! She drank in his sputtering form before taking notice of the crimson blush that was staining his ivory cheeks waiting for an answer or a decent comeback but none came.
Hmm…how peculiar.
"Look I didn't come all the way here walking under this blazing heat just to argue with you Tsukiyomi, just spare me a few minutes of your time and I'll be out of your hair when we're finished."
She blinked at him owlishly as if she didn't hear him right the first time he spoke.
"Is this really Aido? As in THE Hanabusa Aido who thinks he's so handsome he can woo every girl in this damn planet Aido?"
"Pardon?"
Quite put off by her reaction, 'Aido' huffed in aggravation while combing his golden locks in a sad attempt to rein his fiery temper. "Just come with me, please."
"…Okay…something is strange with this 'Aido'…"
"Tsunayoshi-kun, can you, Gokudera, Saraishi and Yamamoto head home first? This will only take a while."
"Un."
"Don't take too long ne Kiki-chan~"
"Saki ni ikou kara ne Tsuki-chan!"
(Reaper-chan: Can't help but put the Japanese here cuz its just fits Yamamoto's personality hehe~ it means "We'll be heading first ok Tsuki-chan!" or something like that)
"Finally, and here I thought I was going to wait here till I grow old and have white hair."
Tsukiyomi just ignored his jab and followed him as he took her a few paces away from the leaving group.
Before 'Aido' could open his mouth and utter the first syllable of his sentence they heard a series of loud explosions from the direction of where Tsukiyomi's house is followed by a holler of an all too familiar voice "LET JYUUDAIME GO YOU FUCKER!"
Deep worry was on his voice under all the anger in his tone and she knew that they were in deep shit so she ran without any second thoughts away from the blonde aristocrat and towards her home. Ignoring indignant shouts and insulting hollers of the people she's unintentionally colliding with, she forced herself to jog as fast as she could and when she had finaly arrived at her destination after five long minutes; she was beyond devastated at the scene.
"…"
The silence was suffocating, the scene was overwhelming and there choking the brown haired neko-mimi [cat eared] Tsuna was a seven year old looking girl wearing a long black-gray wig that was styled and fashioned into two neat high pigtails both ending in elegant curls. She had on a frilly and lacy Victorian styled pink dress with white laces at the end of her dress and at her shoulders. A black striped bow adored the dress across her chest with a pink flower garnished its middle. Her long bangs were casted sideway into the right side covering her left eye and on her head she was wearing a little elegant pink hat that was tied on her chins with raven silk ribbons.
And no doubt to any Anime/Manga otaku that she was cosplaying as Ciel from Kuroshitsuji giving a barely conscious Decimo a shit eating grin tightening her hold on his throat making him choke and cough up some blood.
"Tsunayoshi-kun!"
That's right they have no Vongola Rings here to light their box weapons to help them in battle, it is scattered all over in this world to God knows where so they would be in a disadvantage when it come to a physical and injury inflicting brawl. Trailing slightly worried amber eyes around the parameter he found the gentle rain guardian out cold near her now ruined porch; his sword was in a slackened grip on his bleeding right hand. He was sporting a serious number of cuts and bruises; some were too deeply sliced and was bleeding. Gokudera on the other hand was vainly crawling towards his jyuudaime cursing and blaspheming the unknown female perpetrator demanding her to let the young Decimo go.
"God dammit let go of jyuudaime you damn brat or you'll find that arm of yours blown away!"
The temperamental bomber was about to light one of his TNT's but luckily he was saved for further injuries when Tsukiyomi saw Saraishi shot from her spot without thinking twice jumping into mid air, she glowed a vibrant yellow orange color before shifting into a great white tiger. Her paws, hind legs and tail were flaming like they were on set on fire; she flipped before snatching the unconscious sky ring bearer positioning his body on her back. She landed on all fours slightly skidding into the floor, her eyes sharp while a feral growl escaped her fanged mouth glaring at the invader that was now paying attention to a battle ready Rokudo Mukuro.
"Not bad at all girl, not bad. Would you like to form a contract with me?"
She averted her attention from the two to watch the white tiger trot towards the Souen successor's prone form scrutinizing him with her blue-ish green orbs. Growling at the petite Victorian wearing girl, she gently set Reborn's pupil on the floor sniffing out his figure for the inquiry of his wounds.
["Don't worry Kiki-chan; Tsuna is fine just unconscious although he'll be having a major headache when he wakes up."]
["Saraishi…-chan?"]
The white tiger now confirmed as her female candy loving best friend nodded her head in reply. She beckoned Tsukiyomi to stay at Tsunayoshi's side before she went to the baseball freak dipping her head into Yamamoto's bleeding arm before licking the blood dry travelling her wet tongue on the open wounds sealing them close already healed.
"Wow."
"Kiyomi! Kiyomi!" a small and high pitched chirp calling her name got her attention as she saw a tiny fluff of yellow flying towards her way.
"Hibird!"
She caught the cute yellow bird on her open palms before turning her head to and fro in search for Namimori's Skylark. And there she found him teaming up with the Kokuyo leader exchanging some blows with the Ciel cosplaying girl who was attempting on hitting their vital parts to render them useless. As of now she had successfully hit Hibari's left arm and Mukuro's left leg making it a bit difficult for them to avoid her onslaught of kicks and punches.
She left Hibird in the care of her shape shifter friend approaching the now out cold Vongola storm guardian unaware that the blonde Lolita broke through the two pro violence guardians and was now heading at her direction hands raised and ready to strike.
["Tsukiyomi watch out!"]
Her breathe caught in her throat as she struggled in push the vile taste of the irony liquid back down her oesophagus. Unbearable pain registered in her senses as she looked down at the offending arm that imbedded pass his stomach. She struggled to keep consciousness barely registering the words of her assailant.
"You won't die with a wound as simple as this. We won't easily die."
Taking a fistful of raven locks, the Ciel cosplayer pushed them away from Byakuran's adopted sister's shoulder while grasping the collar of her blue shirt tearing it before looking at her long slender neck eyes flashing to blazing orange finding the fading mark on her neckline that was only visible to them.
"So it is you Number ten. To think that you've become this pathetic? You've got little to nonexistent aura, your body has become fragile while your reactions and senses have dulled a great deal. Is this the price of leaving and forgetting all of your memories?"
No answer the girl in her arms was now insentient.
"He has began to move dear honorary sister and if you want to keep your precious people safe, I suggest you wake up from your dream like state and face the cruel truth about us."
Byakuran was not one to believe to such superstitious things but when he felt a gut retching pain from his abdomen while leisurely walking towards Akatsuki Keigo's Mansion, his mind was screaming that his adopted sister was in grave danger. He didn't know how it happened but he felt it. The pain of being pierced through your stomach making him suddenly collapse in mid step, he could almost taste his blood in his mouth! He would have been knocked unconscious lying helplessly on the cemented ground if it weren't for the first Vongola boss catching him in his arms.
Blinking the pain away he thanked the blonde Mafioso for catching him with a sheepish smile stuck on his face but that smile turned into a frown when he was dragged by the now adult Reborn that was holding his wrist in a vice like grip with a serious expression on his face.
"I know that you felt it too Byakuran. The enemy is no ordinary threat so let's head back to Baka-Tsuki's before one of them dies."
Opening his eyes revealing a set of worried lavenders, he painstakingly searched about the pockets of his pants before pulling a silken light blue sack from his left pocket. He pulled out a silver round object which turned out to be his Mare Ring before he slid it on his finger willing it to light its vibrant orange Sky flame almost in synch with Giotto who was now in hyper shinuki mode wearing his famous battle gloves while wearing his full Mafioso Boss attire.
White wings sprouted from his back as he experimentally flapped them briefly rising from the ground.
Intense orange met luminescent lilac in a clash of colors silently conversing before both of the head of the two most powerful Mafia families in the Katekyo Hitman Reborn World took flight into the heavens hungry for a battle both ready to kill and annihilate whomever that goes in their way with the Sun Acrobaleno trailing them from the ground jumping from rooftop to rooftop.
"Please be safe Tsuki-chan."
To be continued...?
Reaper-chan: Its been soo loong uwah~ Finaly updated chapter seven
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Reaper-chan: I made a glimpse of the Crossover between Kuroshitsuji and Vampire Knight both on which anime you want this to have an crossover with. If you want Kuroshitusji, you'll have a powerful daemon shota Ciel later, If you want Vampire Knight then you'll get to meet Kaname Kuran as the principal of St. Lucia haha! If you want both then...Read, vote and leave a review!
ONEGAISHIMASU!
