I got bored and came up with this plot twist. Don't own khr.

Chapter 7

Another year later, I started Kindergarten.

I turned three, and Argia decided that it was time I socialize with other people the same age as I was. I complained of course, but she wouldn't hear any of it.

So I found myself saying goodbye to the familiar walls and halls of the Cavallone mansion, and hello to the annoying world of children, snotty, bratty, whiny children.

"Romario, I don't want to go to school." I told the butler who was driving me to school for my first day.

"Well you have to, miss. It is your parent's orders." He scolded.

"But it's stupid! I don't need to go to kindergarten at all."

"Why not just make friends? Wouldn't that make everything easier?"

"Hell no. I'm too awesome for a bunch of three year olds." I replied smugly. "Besides, why does my bag have to be pink? I hate pink."

"Dario bought the bag."

"Fuck. I bet he placed a hell lot of surprises in here to kill me."

Romario chuckled. After all, even to him, it wasn't a secret Dario wanted me 'taken care' of. "Dino fixed it for you, so I'm pretty sure it'll be safe."

I grinned. "He's a real sweet kid. I mean, he was way sweeter when he was six, but he's a pretty cool brother."

Romario nodded. "Yeah. He is."

There was comfortable silence for a few minutes.

"Can I not go to school?"

"Of course not miss."

"You betray me Romario."

He smiled. "I betray for good reasons."

I have him an approving nod. "Nice quote. I'll keep that in mind."

He rolled his eyes.

As awesome as my moments with my butler best friend are, they, unfortunately, didn't stop me from going to kindergarten. We arrived at the tiny building with running kids, and I immediately scowled.

My life was getting stupider.

I was greeted by a blonde woman, who Romario left me with. I had glared at his retreating back, except I was completely ignored in favor of going back to the mansion.

So I was stuck with this stupid bitch who called herself a teacher.

"You must be Caia!" She said, smiling and speaking slowly.

"Well obviously, yes." I replied, trying to make the sarcasm obvious.

She was surprised I was that smart, but shrugged it off. How dare her. You can't just ignore the future controller of the world.

"I've heard you're a very smart kid. I like smart and behaved kids! Specially those that don't get into much trouble."

"If you knew I was smart, why're you talking to me like I'm a fucking retard?" I retorted, and she looked aback.

"Why isn't that a dirty little mouth!"

"I so recall brushing my teeth, thank you very much."

"Now that's not how you answer me young lady. I am a teacher."

"Well tell me first if you wanted everything you ask me given a set and robotic answer. And I am a student. I'm smart enough to know that. If you haven't noticed."

I was sent to the principal's office after that.

The poor old man looked at the two of us weird as the teacher ranted on and on about how I had said 'bad words' and sarcasm on her. The look on his eyes reflected his doubt. Of course. Said suspect was literally three years old, two feet tall.

Playing my very innocent act, I started crying, something I mastered a few years back as an infant. I started screaming for my mother, the annoying teacher looking at me in surprise.

The principal glared at her, saying she was delusional and I was nothing but an innocent angel.

I internally scoffed. I was a demonic angel.

Either way, with no choice, the teacher had to bring me back with the other kids despite her new found hatred for me.

It was really boring, especially with all the parents reluctant to let their children go. I continued to watch as the teacher tried to call after the rest of the class to follow her.

Somewhere along the long wait and scolds, my attention was caught by this white spiky haired boy in the corner of a room. He was reading a book, way too advanced for even a high school student.

The book was in Japanese.

I ignored him though, believing that he probably was just one of those other kids who liked to look smart. Sure he was interesting, but I was too bored to, as they called it, make friends.

That would've continued to be the situation, had it not been for my sudden urge to declare my royalty to the class.

"Oi! You little peasants! From today onwards, I hereby name myself Queen of All things awesome and I therefore order all you annoying bitches to give me all your Lego blocks!" I declared to the group of three year olds. I was acting as Lelouche from Code Geass, or at least the pose with him holding his eye as he controls everyone else.

Taking me by surprise, the white haired kid stood up, holding a glowing toy sword. "I, Zero, shall stop you, Queen of all Things Awesome."

I gave him an amused grin. "And why would you fight for the snotty brat race?" I asked him, and the three year old paused to think about it. It took me three seconds more to realize we were talking in Japanese.

"I actually have no idea." He answered.

"So, what'd you say to ruling over the class together." He grinned in approval.

"Yeah," he smiled. "That'll do."

So I found myself a vassal

In the end, the two of us began to build our castle until the children finally settled down and it was time for introductions. I realized I didn't even know what the boy's name was, and waited for him to get called in front.

I was called second.

"Hi bitches. I'm Caia Cavallone, queen of all things awesome so live with it."

The teacher glared at me but I chose to ignore it.

The white haired boy was called a few brats afterwards, and I stared at him.

It didn't take long for me to process his name.

"My name is Byakuran. I'm three."

It took everything I had to stop a heart attack.

I made friends with the guy who would try to destroy the world in the future, and actually achieve it. The guy who would kill Tsuna, the Arcobaleno, the obsessed power seeking maniac who would destroy thousands of dimensions just to complete his goal.

A psychopath of all things.

But, as I thought about it, I guess I just ended up not really caring much at all. This Byakuran right here was three years old, the little guy who stood up to me only to become my vassal- because I was the queen of all things awesome.

And I guess that despite the fact hell grow up to be the greatest dictator in world history. Who cares.

He's Zero-kun. And he's my vassal.

That's how I became friends with the future Millefiore boss.

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Romario came to pick me up a few hours later. I had told Byakuran of my Mafia background, which he accepted openly. He said I was unique. I had learned that he had yet to discover his ability to travel through parallel worlds, and that he lived with his parents, both the head of a huge corporation.

He wasn't even scared when I told him I wanted to be an assassin in the future. He was mildly amused.

I told Romario of my newly acquired vassal and even though it was weird, he smiled at me anyway and said that I had this unique ability to attract weirdoes towards me.

"Romario, they just know who's the best weirdo in the world. And that's me." I said.

"Then perhaps you should change your title to Queen of all the Weirdoes, miss."

I laughed, then pouted at him. "That's being mean, Romario. As punishment, I order you to make me the best lunch ever!"

He laughed too, and drove me home. Of course, Miss.

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Byakuran and I continued to play together all throughout the next month, until Dino decided he wanted to meet this friend of mine.

After the Go To Japan fiasco, he's become overprotective and kept an eye on me as much as he could.

Apparently, it included the friends I make as well.

"What's he like, Cai?" My brother asked, as I helped him do his multiplication homework.

"He's a polite boy, Nii-chan. And he's smart. Almost as genius smart as I am." I replied.

"I don't like him."

"But you haven't even met him yet, Nii-chan."

"Fine. I wanna meet him then." He stated. It wasn't a request. It was an order.

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That, led to what I was currently staring at, my brother and best friend glaring at each other to death.

"So you're Byakuran." Dino remarked with a raised eyebrow.

"And you're Dino. The wimp."

My brother didn't take that too well. Being called a wimp in front of his little sister, was definitely a no no.

"Let's see who'll start crying after this." Dino taunted, challenging Byakuran to a shooting booth.

"Yeah. So we can all see how you'll run back crying begging for my forgiveness." The albino mocked, and I let a soft sigh escape me as I watched the two try to destroy each other in a game.

"Romario, this is one of the worst decisions I've ever made, correct?"

The butler smiled, taking another sip of tea. "I guess."

"Hey, while they battle it out, want to have some cotton candy?" I asked, and the butler stood up.

"My pleasure miss."

We left Dino with my wonderfully psychopathic friend.

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Of course, the outcome of leaving the two boys together wasn't that well.

In the end, Dino wasn't able to cope with Byakuran's more than annoying tendencies and punched the younger kid. The white haired kid didn't let that slide and bit Dino's hand, which forced the blonde to push him back until he was lying on the floor.

It was a shounen manga battle, minus all the epic weapons replaced by a couple of grade schoolers

So our whole trip to this amazing fair near town, ended up being a trip to the nearest hospital instead.

"I can't stand him. I'm never talking to the guy." Dino complained as we drove home, Byakuran safe back with his parents.

"Yeah. And it took you a broken rib, a bruised hand, a bleeding knee and a black eye to realize that." I told him.

Dino pouted. "Don't go near him. He's a dangerous animal." He ordered.

"No way nii-chan. That animal's my best friend."

Dino lost the fight.

My brother wouldn't stop pouting that whole week.