Chapter 7
Disclaimer: I own nothing than my OC and changes that may happen in the story. Everything else belongs to Akira Amano.
Alessandra winced when she hit the wall and felt the tip of cold metal pressed against her neck, holding her in place. As Kyoya raised his other arm to strike her head, she lifted her leg to kick his leg as hard as she can. The force of the kick didn't stop Kyoya, but it was enough to make him stumble and miss her head. Quickly ducking and pushing the boy, she ran towards her spear which was sprawled on the floor after Kyoya managed to make her let go.
She turned around and her eyes widened in surprise as she saw Kyoya close behind her, ready to attack. She crouched and slide across the floor, managing to grab the spear before rolling on the floor, ignoring how the spear made a cut as she rolled. She stood up and twirled the spear so that the spear blocked the continuous barrages of attack from the boy. She slowly moved away, making sure to not hit the wall, and jumped back to make a distance between her and the boy, before positioning her spear and launched herself at the boy. The spear missed his head as he moved it to the left, and she pulled it down, effectively making a cut on the shoulder.
Feeling glee as the attack connect, she didn't notice the boy closing the distance between the two. When she did notice, it was too late as the tonfa was about to hit her ribs- and from the looks of his face, he looks pissed and wasn't exactly planning to let her go easily. She jerked back immediately, and fell flat on her butt and looked up just in time to see the tonfa that was right in front of her. Kyoya pulled his hand back and was ready to strike her hard, but before the cold metal could touch her face, she rolled to the side. The sound of the tonfa striking the floor rang throughout the room as Alessandra stood up quickly and watch as Kyoya straightened his back and was about to launch another attack. She waited and kept still as Kyoya jumped, as his attack almost connects with her, she side stepped and pressed her spear to his neck as he landed in a crouch. To her surprise, she felt something cold on her stomach, and she saw that Kyoya himself had pressed it hard.
The two froze and looked around as the sound of clapping filled the room, seeing that Master had finished his tea and Lichi jumping up and down. Master smiled at the tow of them, and they both stowed away their weapons. Alessandra noted the feeling of the smile slowly forming on her face as she walked closer to Master and sat on the floor, Kyoya next to her.
"To begin, congratulations to the both of you. That was a fantastic sparring session." He begin, causing Alessandra to leaned forward, letting out a small laugh.
"First off, Hibari, it was a good strategy for you to keep launching attacks to prevent Alex from attacking back. However, you need to pay more attention to your surroundings. There were several times when you could've gained the upper hand. However, this may be your best performance yet in these sessions, you've improved a lot."
Almost freakishly so… Alessandra chuckled in her head.
Kyoya merely grunted, and Alessandra eagerly waited for her evaluation. Master turned to her, and gave a warm smile at seeing her so eagerly.
"Alex. You did well to defend his attacks, and your reflexes are getting better and better-" Thank you Sharky for constantly attacking me. It looks like your constant assaults are good for something– No. stop it, stop thinking about him.
"-and you did well to defend yourself and fight back even when you didn't have your weapon, something you should be working on, Hibari," Master sent an amused gaze that was met with a look from Kyoya that had 'make me' written all over it.
"However, you got distracted a few times, which led to mistakes that would be grave if this were anything but a spar. But overall, a great performance." He ended as Lichi clapped his hands again, jumping up and down around them.
Alessandra laughed and let out an arm for Lichi to climb on, and he did climb onto her head and started playing with her tangled mess of a hair.
"Now why don't you two clean up and rest, we'll continue our lesson tomorrow."
"I call dibs on the shower!" Not wasting any moment, she immediately dashed to her – well, technically it also belonged to Kyoya at the moment – room and went to the bathroom. Lichi fell to the ground and screeched in annoyance.
Hibari watched as the annoying herbivore removed the towel from her torso – hair drenched from her shower. She moved towards the mirror and poked the bruise on her ribs which was undoubtedly caused by his tonfa – had he been a lesser man, he would show his satisfaction at the way she winced at the action.
This wasn't the first time he saw the annoying herbivore shirtless, it turns out that she had no sense of embarrassment that females tend have when a male sees their bare body. Though it was probably due to her boyish looks that makes her nearly indistinguishable from males.
Or maybe she was just that shameless, he really doubt she is smart enough to know that public nudity is not allowed. (But looking at her penchant for strategic based games hints otherwise.)
While the annoying herbivore keep poking the bruise, Hibari counted the scars littered throughout her body. Hibari tried to recall the last time he'd seen the herbivore, she didn't have nearly as much scars, nor did she have the angry large burn scars that covered her chest, stomach, and back as she did now, disregarding the healing bruise on her neck. Some of the scars are new – some may or may not have been caused by him – while some are starting to fade. That leaves him with two things to consider.
Either his annoying herbivore of a cousin is just as he described her: weak, useless, annoying, and most likely unlucky – or she is secretly a carnivore like him.
And with the way she was grinning at herself in the mirror, he highly doubts the latter. The annoying herbivore chose that moment to turn around, and caught him staring at her, or rather her body. She looked at it, then back at him, then at the mirror, then back at him again and grinned.
Oh how he loath that stupid grin.
"Like something you see Kyoya? Oh my~ I never thought you were such a-" All words left her mouth as she quickly duck to avoid the incoming tonfa, which clattered to the ground behind her.
Too bad.
He then remembered her a few years back, when she was scared to meet him and spouted that nonsense about being dead and reborn or whatever she said, and he found himself wanting that version of the herbivore was the one here instead. At least she knew her place.
"Well, that wasn't nice." She commented as she put on her shirt – which he reluctantly admits had a rather cute pattern of a sleeping puppy.
He clicked his tongue and moved so that he sat on the edge of the bed, opening his school work and scowling. Stupid homework, he could beat those stupid herbivores that his father hired who called themselves his teachers, but apparently he had to finish school. And he would not disappoint his father(His father was a top predator in his eyes. But even he would one day be preyed by Him).
Writing down the answer to a math problem, he scowled as he realized that he still had many more to do, silently cursing at the later pages that showed shapes – indicating that it was geometry.
Noting the extra shadow that appeared on the paper, he glanced at the herbivore next to him that doesn't seem to understand the basics of personal space and he ignored the way his fingers twitch from the close proximity.
She regarded the paper with comments about how she missed divisions and graphs and that's when he remembered. The herbivore skipped grades.
Meaning she probably never had to deal with this, and was most likely smarter in schoolwork. Somehow that made him more agitated.
Hibari stood up, gathered his stuff and left to the living room. He refuses to be in the same room as the herbivore, even more so when he has to acknowledge that she was smarter than him.
As he worked on the papers, he lost track of time and was caught off guard as he saw the herbivore near the door with the notebook she carries around practically everywhere. Why couldn't she be that silent on normal occasions?
She caught his eye and sent an awkward wave and seemed to assume he was asking about where she was headed.
She shrugged, "The park probably? If not then I'll go to Sharky's house, it's always fun to have tea with Aunt Felice." And with that, she left.
Finally, some peace and quiet.
Alessandra sat on the swings as she waited for Enma – it was 4 P.M. he usually comes there around that time. Her outward appearance, the happy kid on the swings with her hair draped to one side and a perpetual smiled plastered on her face contradicts what she really felt inside. Fear, panic, anxiety.
How the hell was she supposed to break the news to Enma that his parents are going to die, heck how was she so sure he wasn't going to die along with them? She sighed as she leaned back and stared towards the sky as she knows how her wet hair probably touched the ground, her hands still on the chains.
She closed her eyes and quietly muttered out different scenarios on how to break the news to Enma. She could tell him outright, but what are the chances of him believing her? Well… remembering how he acts towards her, it was actually pretty damn likely, but even if he did then he'll undoubtedly try to stop it and possibly try to fight Daemon when he attacks, and she knows full well what kind of person Daemon is, he would use everything as his tool – and the moment they annoy him even in the slightest, he would get rid of them.
And Enma dying was out of the question.
Of course, there was always the chance of him being in denial… but then when they died he would blame her because she didn't do anything to stop it.
And there were two things she was trying to avoid in this life: important characters dying and said characters hating her. Because it's annoying to deal with people that hate her.
(Because she can't handle them looking at her with hatred in their eyes.)
"Maybe I shouldn't tell him…"
But then, what would happen once he finds out that she knew that his parents was going to die and did nothing to stop it? Either scenario, she could only see herself getting hated by the boy who she has seen as her little brother.
Kicking a rock near her and taking in a deep breath, she tried to once again think what she should do. Hell, under normal circumstances she would just ignore it and let things play out normally with her making sure that no one important dying and not interfering with anything else. Of course befriending Enma and Sharky threw that plan out of the window because they weren't supposed to meet and she can't let them die because of whatever she did. They're important for the plot.
Why won't you just admit to yourself that you care for them?
Because they were fictional, she liked them as characters, but they weren't real.
Caring for something meant that the thing had to be real. They weren't real, just characters someone made.
Yet you don't want them to hate you.
Because it's annoying when you have to talk to people who hate you.
She knew she messed up somewhere. Her idiotic younger self had told about Nono's sons' death and she had befriended Sharky and in a way made a name for herself. But that wasn't the case, she changed things by existing.
Xanxus knew about his adoption far earlier. In the beginning, he began the Coup with her because he wanted to be Decimo but couldn't since he's Nono's 'youngest' child. But soon after that, he actually found out about the hidden truth, and Alessandra had to use everything in her arsenal to stop him from barging into the main headquarters and start shooting. (She still could feel the scars in her body pulse in pain and the memory of it and God it hurt so much and it burNS SO MUCH AND FUCK FUCK FUCK SHE DIDN'T WANT TO DIE AGAIN, SOMEONE HELP-)
She was already in too deep, already been too involved in the greater scheme of things.
Because if there was one thing she more than ungrateful idiots and children, it was irresponsible people. So if she mess something up, she knew she had to take responsibility. Sure, she'll experiment here and there, but like any good kid, she needed to clean up the mess she made.
Besides, she knew only knew a handful of things about the events before the series and even then she was sure she messed some of it up. She opened her notebook and flipped through the pages. Instead of a couple of months, Sharky met him far earlier in that party… even then neither were paying attention to each other so they never properly meet each other… and there were only around five months before the Coup d'Etat. Not to mention that she still haven't found Bel.
But, Alex let her legs touch the ground and moved the swing slowly. I suppose Sharky would quickly warm up to Xanxus. Those two were a match made in heaven if their flames were any indication.
(Turns out, unlike what she had previously believe, flames were not the result of personality nor do they affect the person's personality. They were reflection of the people it belonged to. That surely explained why Sharky was a Rain, because he was definitely not the peacekeeper, but his skills do calm her down most of the time. Even Xanxus was, in a way, fitting to be a Sky, he has this odd charisma that draws psychos in.)
Then there's Bel… She was sure that he would come join the Varia soon. She hadn't heard any news of any royal family dying – which could be swept under the rug for all she knew, but he was supposed to join when he was eight years old. Though, the fact that she forgot about the Estraneo Famiglia made her doubt the validity of her memories.
She groaned as she stopped. None of those will help her current situation. She still doesn't know how to deal with the Enma predicament – and she was not that selfless and reckless to try and stop Daemon.
You're just a coward.
If she was completely honest with herself, she wouldn't bother with this if Enma doesn't look up to her so much. She sees how he would look at her in adoration, and the way he would always get interested in things she like just so that he could talk to her about things is just plain adorable in her opinion.
Contemplating on Enma's family situation, she flipped more pages. The pages filled her vision and she caught on to some of the research and future plans that she made throughout the years, and the different hypothesis and potential problems, such as how she was able to use a flame without a ring or how she was able to do it with her spear (because again, as it turns out, her teacher was wrong. Though none of them really explain her situation, but she always loved puzzles anyways.) or why she seemed to sometimes lose control of her own body (and boy was that an experience). Stopping at the last few pages in her notebook, she took out the pen in her pocket and twirled it a bit before writing down a couple of lines.
Nodding and feeling satisfied with herself, she closed her notebook and put the pen back into her pocket, and that was when she finally felt as if she was being watched and she quickly jumped from the swing to look around.
Other than a few people and kids in the distance, there was no one. She narrowed her eyes and scanned around her... a couple of kids running around, a couple of old people here and there talking to each other. She moved her hand to stop the moving swing before taking another quick glance and slowly sitting down.
Okay, I definitely felt someone watching me. There was a flame nearby, she could feel that it was a mist, but she couldn't tell whether it was a someone who was trained to hide their presence of whether it was someone with a dormant flame (she's still salty about the fact that the school apparently thinks that learning to sense flames were deemed as something to learn in later years instead of teaching it when they were younger. You know? When they actually had more chance of getting kidnapped.But the fact that she did skip grades, she doesn't know whether this was a good thing or bad.)
She had a bodyguard following her, and the most recent one had taken it upon him to hide behind an illusion to watch her. He was the most likely suspect, but is he going to report it or take it as her crazily talking to herself? Well… at least I wrote all my notes in Indonesian, so unless they translate it, they would think I'm just learning a language…
As she was deep in thought, she felt a hand land on her shoulder and she instinctively grabbed it and took out her pen and pointed it at the assailant in a threatening manner and –
Oh… It was Enma. A very scared looking Enma. A very scared looking Enma who looked scared at her.
Well shit. Alessandra immediately let go and placed the pen back into her pocket and watched as Enma awkwardly took his hand and rubbing the place she grabbed with his other hand, trying hard not to look at her.
"Hey Enma, geez you startled me! Guess what that means? You've gotten better at sneaking around!" She cheered and laced her words with the most cheerful tone she could, she even started clapping.
It took a while, but the action caused Enma to look less startled, and she internally let out a sigh of relief. "Ah Princess Enma, you're late today! But don't worry! Your gallant knight has protected our sacred meeting place!"
A part of her was happy as she saw Enma's lips start to point upwards and as he let out a laugh. A happy Enma was much better than a scared one, and a laughing one would be better. Though a part of her felt guilty and disgusted, soon she wouldn't be able to see him and even if she did she knew there was a chance his family would already die. She wished she could take a break from the Varia business just to spend more time with the current Enma – the Enma that was meek and shy, but still had that childish innocent and a hint of bravery underneath it all.
And soon it'll all be taken away because you are a coward.
Her mood dampened but it wasn't enough to get rid of the grin she had plastered to her face as she continued to talk about how the 'gallant knight Alex' has protected 'Princess Enma's sacred meeting place' and other stories that were slightly exaggerated as she pointed to the cuts she gained from the most recent training session.
She may be selfish and a coward, but let it be known that she wasn't selfish enough to take away a child's last moments of childhood happiness for her peace of mind regardless if he wasn't a real person.
"Stop calling me that!" Enma laughed as he jabbed her in the ribs, which just happened to hit the bruises that was caused by Kyoya. She kept the grin on her face and ignored the pain, from this point onwards, these interactions weren't for her. It was for Enma, she could bear the sick feeling and the pain. For Enma.
"Get up, herbivore."
The aforementioned 'herbivore' grunt and turned away from the voice. Who the hell is waking her up, she had a damn alarm.
There was only one person who would call her herbivore.
"I'm up! I'm up!" She said in panic, and good for her, the boy was holding his tonfa in a manner that clearly told her that he was planning to hit her. She slowly scooted away from the boy, gripping her blanket and preparing to throw it over him if he were to attack. She waited her eyes to adjust to the bright room and sent a glance at the clock.
It was 5 A.M…. one hour before her alarm was supposed to go off. Was she pissed? No, that's Kyoya's job. Was she annoyed? Definitely.
One hour is enough for a decent amount of sleep, and now it's gone.
"Okay, so are you going to keep pointing that thing on me or are you going to tell me what's going on?"
Kyoya didn't have the decency to look ashamed after being caught trying to attack her, but he did have that glint in his eyes that showed how disappointed he was.
Not for the first time, she wondered what she ever did to be stuck with him for family.
He pointed to the door and said, "Herbivore." Before promptly going back to bed and went to sleep.
There were so many things she wanted to do, one was to refuse to go to the door so that she could sleep, and the second was to drag Kyoya with her because like hell was she going to lose sleep while he took all the naps in the world. But she still valued her life, and she figured her mom wouldn't be happy if she got blood on the carpet. So with great reluctance, she forced herself out of the bed and got dressed in a violet button up shirt and short black pants and tying her spear on her waist.
She went downstairs and head straight to the kitchen because she will not be forcefully woken up and met someone without a cup of either coffee or tea. The first thing that greeted her senses was a note on the cupboard saying how her parents would be early. Meaning they need to cook breakfast – which really means that she has to cook for both herself and Kyoya because there was no way Kyoya would cook for himself.
Groaning, she prepared herself a cup of coffee, took out eggs and whatever else they had that she could use form the fridge. She then remembered that there was a reason she was woken up early, so she headed to the door as soon as she finished cracking the eggs into the bowl.
She opened the door and crossed her arms in annoyance as she saw who was there, or rather what they were wearing. It wasn't an expensive suit or anything. It was a fucking Varia uniform. She took a deep breath and held it in as she rubbed her brow and felt the incoming headache.
What did Sharky do this time?
Because really, she may be dragged to the Varia Manor from time to time, but they were all due to Sharky. Either Sharky had a job that needed a partner and she was the one who fit the bill or if she had to deal with Sharky's mess.
"Just… wait out here for 15 minutes before my hellion of a cousin wakes up to no food and destroys the house."
The man narrowed his eyes, annoyed that a 7-year old was ordering her, but said nothing and she took that as 'yes'.
Closing the door, she went back to the kitchen and made two omelets and heat up some hot water as she poured a cup of coffee for herself.
Not the best cup she'd ever made, but she'd mourn later. She took two plates and set it on the counter, then moved on to take a teapot and a cup. Moving the omelet into the plates, she set it on the table and waited for her plate to cool down as she made tea for Kyoya.
Here she was, the most untrustworthy person in Nono's eyes. Making breakfast for her cousin.
Wrapping her cousin's food in clear wrap and placing a note ("I'm out. Heat it up yourself.") she quickly at her food and washed the dishes.
Okay, that definitely took more than 15 minutes, but who really cares at this moment? Opening the door, she sees the clear signs of annoyance painted on the man's face and gave a grin at the man who just turned around and muttering 'damn brat' and slipped into the death contraption known as cars. Unfortunately, the man grabbed her hand before she moved away. So here she was, in a car, with some random guy she doesn't know.
At least she has her spear. That should bring her some comfort, right?
(No. No, it didn't)
The first thing Alessandra saw after she recovered from her internal panic attack was a manor. Not just any manor. The fucking Varia Manor.
So either Sharky did something equally as amazing as it is horrifying, or Nono decided to kill her – and she doubts it's the latter so she just resigned herself to know what Sharky did for the past three weeks.
Because three weeks without contact isn't worrying at all, She scowled as she left the car and walked to the manor.
Normally she would be gleeful at whatever Sharky had done, because no matter what, chaos was chaos and chaos was fun (seeing those old bastard stressed out was enjoyable, especially since they give her so much crap). But an hour of sleep is like a sweet gift from the heavens, and considering she stayed up late because Kyoya unapproved of something she did and she spent hours trying to reorganize books in her shelf.
So yes. She wasn't happy. With the grace of a wet dog, she dragged herself up the stairs and opened the door.
Let's see what Sharky got himself into this time.
"So let me get this straight-" Alessandra felt dizzy all of the sudden, her skin felt tingling and for a moment the only thing she could hear was white noise.
"Three weeks. Three fucking weeks. Without fucking contact, and you came back – apparently, having killed the leader of the Varia, defeated a hundred other sword users, and cut off your hand?!" Sharky just grinned proudly and she felt her face breaking in a wide smile, betraying what she felt inside
"Oh wow… I'm actually speechless for once." The whole thing was too much for her, so she did what she did best in these kinds of situations. She threw her head back and cackled because of course.
Of course Sharky would just leave her for three weeks to fucking train. Of course he would fucking challenge the boss of Varia. Of course he would cut off his hand. Because other than being a prideful piece of shit, the goddamn shark was also passionate.
(Silently her mind jeered at her for forgetting about this event, but she didn't care, she's too angry.)
She turned to Lussuria – who she surprisingly adores in this life – as she changed his bandages and gives her the best pleading look she could muster. "Tell me you have that on film, because damn I need to see this for myself."
Because I need to make sure he didn't get too badly injured because I messed up somewhere.
Lussuria cooed at her and kept repeating that he would definitely show her, that he was planning to give the footage to her, and she felt her eyes widened, and that along with the smile just had to make her look like a psychopath.
Bless Lussuria, he always gives her all the information she wants without much fuss.
She looked around. Mammon was there, so was Levi – who was so different now that Xanxus wasn't around for his to devote himself to – and of course Lussuria and Sharky.
Okay, so Bel's the only one left. Okay, I just have to somehow bring Xanxus here.
And she knew how to do just that. Octavio- or Octavian or whatever his name was, fuck it she's calling him Octavian – aka the current Vice Captain, was just the type of person who would worry about Squalo becoming the leader.
"Okay, this is good and all, but who will be the Captain now?" And there it was
"It's clear isn't it?" She heard the gruff voice that could only belong to one person. "He defeated the previous Boss, so he's the new one."
Despite Levi's statement, Alessandra could see that it didn't ease the Vice Captain's worries – Fuck, the man looked even more worried at that. She could just feel the annoyance radiating from Sharky.
Okay, time to steer the conversation.
"Muu, I have to agree with Vice Captain on this." She heard the squeaky voice of Mammon near her, and she cast a quick glance. "Superbi is the still young and doesn't have the respects of the lower grunts. It's just a disaster to make him the new leader."
"VOIII! WHAT WAS THA-"
"Oh c'mon Mammon-chan! Rules are rules, Squ-chan issued a challenge and he won! He has the right to it!"
"There are other things to consider-" That was Octavian.
"I think there's a more important issue here-" She yelped as she felt someone grabbed her by her shirt.
"- who's the brat?"
"Oh Levi-chan! That's Squ-chan's little sister-" "VOIIII! SHE'S NOT MY GODDAMN SISTER-" "-remember? Of course I invited her here."
Ah the antics of the Varia, it's like getting first hand showings of a comedy show.
"And why is that exactly?" In the distance, she could hear Mammon talking about not getting paid enough – which in her opinion is bullshit. Have you seen the number of zeroes in their paycheck?
"Oh c'mon Octavian-"
"My name is Ottavio-"
"- loosen up. Gramp-gramp wanted me to report something, and I'm sure he doesn't want to hear how I'm tutoring the Chiavarone heir in math!"
Oh… Ottavio… well she got it pretty close.
"Still. Superbi is rather new to the Varia. I'm sure those affiliated with the Varia would doubt the credibility in his skills."
She turned slightly and had to stifle a laugh because man, Sharky looked like he was about to burst in anger.
"Y'know… we haven't even asked whether Sharky even wanted to be the leader."
That was the beginning of chaos. She saw them argued and shouted back and forth and then she heard what was decidedly the best thing she heard that week. She heard someone shout that of course he would, why else would he challenged Tyr and she did laugh. She laughed so hard that her sides hurt but she didn't care.
She was so happy and relieved and angry.
This is Sharky, not Kyoya. Kyoya would challenge the leader and become the leader himself because he likes challenges and he wants to be the strongest. Sharky? Fuck no. He just wants to be the best swordsman and learn all the styles there are to sword fighting. Leading a group, much less a crazy group like the Varia? Not even if hell froze over!
No, because he would see that being a leader is tying him down from his goal. He was going to run around and challenge himself more and more, not babysit a group of assassins.
Look at him, he left her without leaving her any message and she had to try so hard to not think about him possibly being in danger because anyone who knew her knows that she would deny it till her die, but she does think of him as a brother, and that she was worried shitless about him. She had to stop herself from running to her mom and beg for information because it would be out of character for her.
And if he wouldn't even give her a one-minute call in three weeks because he wanted to become a better swordsman? And considering that she was the closest person he has in life next to his parents, he was never going to be a leader.
She stopped laughing, and turns out everyone was staring at her like she lost her mind, because people don't usually just start laughing in an argument, and they don't do it when they're in the middle of a room that was filled with assassins.
Alessandra personally blamed it on the lack of coffee, and the fact that she just wants to go back to sleep because her Master is going to go to her house in a couple of hours and once he comes Kyoya would attack her relentlessly and she just wants to sleep right now.
Looking at Sharky, his face was set into this weird look, a combination of wariness, resignation, and hopefulness at her words because he knows why she laughed. She knows that Sharky had no intention of taking over anything.
She decided that the look didn't belong on his face, and should never be directed at her ever again. (Because she shouldn't be trusted. Don't they get it? She's gonna betray them all. Lead them on and play them like puppets on a stage. But of course they wouldn't know, because they don't believe her, and they don't understand what she's trying to say and do and isn't that just great? Being born in a world where everyone is against you and the only time you get to speak out, either everyone thinks you're crazy or your body turns against you. Alessandra? She found it so hilarious that she wants to fucking burn a tree down-)
"If you're THAT worried, I guess I could introduce you to someone~" She wiggled her eyebrows and smirked, eyes half lidded. Everyone became more alert at her words. She knew that Nono knew about the fact that she's hanging around the Varia . She knew that he warned them about her and her… quirks.
Ottavio only sent her a sparing exasperated glance, his lips pressed together, but there was an underlying curiosity in his eyes, "Ms. Adriano… I know Nono speaks… highly of you, and clearly you have some sort of friendship with some members…" At this he sent a glance at Lussuria and Sharky.
Part of her wonders why some of them haven't spoken out. Mammon was Mammon and wouldn't speak unless needed to. They just preferred to count their money and think of ways to get more. Levi here was just some guy who's here for a job. There was loyalty, but no devotion that she was so used to seeing from the man. Sharky had this contemplating blank look and Lussuria looked at Ottavio in warning.
Well, she supposed the Vice Captain does, in a way, outrank them all.
"However I do not believe you are in a position to assign us members, much less assign us a leader." He sent a sneer at her, she just felt amused at his words, but she could feel Lussuria's flame running wild under his skin at his 'kid' being dismissed.
"Now now, pull that stick out of your ass- " there was that glare. She knew she still had that skill to annoy cool-headed people somewhere. "-I can assure you that you would all get along with your new boss!"
Ottavio looked as if he was about to argue, and he did. But everyone didn't, their curiosity won over other suspicions and thoughts they had because seriously? She was pretty much doing them a favor and she didn't ask them for anything… well, not yet.
Knowing that no one would back him up, Ottavio finally gave up and told her that her candidate should come to the meeting in a few days and they will decide whether the candidate fit the criteria they have.
Oh he'll fit alright. He would fit right in.
After the brat's little… 'show', Squalo watched as everyone but him, Lussuria, and the brat left to do whatever shit they do in their free time. As soon as the door closed, Lussuria picked the brat up and cooed over her as she squirmed in discomfort at the close proximity and he looked at them in annoyance.
Still, he had to give credit to the brat. He didn't want to be the boss of Varia. The place was filled with nut jobs and if he were going to be a leader of a group, he would choose the team himself.
But was he going to thank her out loud? Fuck no. The brat already had too much of an ego, he wasn't going to make it worst.
"Voiii! What the heck was that?!" He hissed under his breath because Lussuria gave him that look that just told him how much he disapproves of his tone of voice.
Stupid doting maternal instinct-
"That"- she said, still with that aggravating amused tone, "was what happens when you drag me out of bed with only a cup of decent coffee. Still, that was faster than I expected." She shrugged.
"So Alex-chan!" the brat turned to him. "Do you really have a candidate for the new Boss?"
"Yup!" She chirped and she glanced at his direction with an incomprehensible look, as if looking for signs of approval but at the same time she looked like she was trying to tell him that he better be nice to the person.
"I've prepared for this for two years, so I'm glad that the time's finally come-" and he tuned out the rest because what the hell?!
Two years. TWO YEARS?!
He forced his hand and roughly yanked the brat from Lussuria's grip and held her close to him, making sure to not choke her because Lussuria sent him this glare.
(He noticed the bruises around her neck that she hid behind her shirt's collar and ignored it as his body tensed even more and the pounding heartbeat was the only thing he could hear.)
"What the fuck do you mean two years? Just how much do you know? How much of this were you planning?!" He shook her when she stared at him with an unimpressed look and didn't answer.
"Squalo." He stopped as soon as he heard the angry tone, and loosened the grip on the brat, but he was not letting the brat go.
He needed answers. He was going to get one.
"Y'know… I did say you were going to lose a hand." And there she goes, looking bored and amused and so damn annoying that he just wants to choke her-
"No you didn't-"
"Actually. I did." She kicked her leg upwards and hit him in the chin. Oh no, I'm not letting you go you damn brat-
"When?" He growled out because fuck it, the brat was acting weirder than usual and the fact that he didn't know why was pissing him off (Not because he was worried, but if she did something stupid, he'll get saddled with her).
"I dunno? Three years ago? Like I fucking keep track of dates." She shrugged her shoulders, still in that bored manner that didn't do anything to sooth his anger.
"Talk."
He saw something dark past through the brat's eyes and he felt a sudden pressure before it left and he wondered whether that was just his imagination or did the brat looked pissed for a moment?
But instead, the brat just rolled her eyes and gripped his arm. "Remember when we fought with the principal and we both broke so many bones?"
Yeah. Kinda.
She grinned, her eyes playful and she tilted her head downwards. "I told you that you weren't going to have a left hand in a few years before going to sleep and you yelled at me."
He loosened his grip and the conversation flooded back to his brain. Yeah, he remembered the brat saying that, though to be fair, he always thought that it was the brat threatening him. He let the brat squirm her way out of his hold, who took her time to straighten her shirt and turned to the other man in the room.
"Lussu! I got some homework from school for Sharky, can you send someone to pick it up? I also need to go to the Vongola Manor really quick! I need to discuss this turn of events with Gramp-gramp!"
"Of course dear! I'll get the best car we have for you!"
He let out a bark of laughter at her paling face, what kind of crazy is she that she's unafraid of anything but a fucking car makes her scared?
"Yo Boss-man, the preparations are almost done!" She chirped happily as she plopped herself into the fancy couch near Xanxus, who barely acknowledged her as she crossed her legs on the couch and drank the coffee that was served to them by one of the maids. She was glad that Xanxus has a room that has no cameras. At least here she could badmouth Nono if she wanted to.
Not that she wouldn't do it in front of it, but at least here there are less guns pointed at her for saying them.
Ah… finally, excellent coffee She let out a content sigh as she smelled the aroma of it. She knew she was just delaying the impending doom of having to go back home and face Kyoya, but at least she gets to have delicious coffee first.
"So, all we gotta do is introduce you to the Varia, get their loyalty and boom the first part of plan is done!"
Of course it wasn't really that easy. Heck she doesn't even know where or when the meeting is, all she knows is that the higher ups of the famiglia are all going to discuss about something. She knew that the Varia are invited and that it would be in a couple months. But the specific date and place? She knows jack shit.
Xanxus just grunts as he leaned on his arm, eyes watching her movement. She just grinned at him and he sneered at her.
Apparently it was a requirement for people to look at her and sneered at her. Good to know.
"Okay, so as we discussed previously. Squalo's gonna be your right-hand man." She used her Mist flame and created a small frowning figurine with short white hair. She placed it on the table and played with it using her finger. "He's pretty much amazing at everything sword related. Just impress him and he's damn loyal, so the easiest thing for you to do is impress him. Though he did just finished fighting Tyr, so he may be injured and not seem like much currently. He's going to be your Rain Guardian candidate."
Seeing as he won't say anything and just kept staring at the figurine, she created another figurine.
"Next is Leviathan, extremely loyal and would do anything for you. He's merciless, and I'm sure you already heard about his reputation in doing quick and efficient work. He uses these parabolas that discharge electricity, looks painful, never really tried it myself but yeah. He's your Lightning Guardian candidate." She placed the figurine on the table next to the Sharky's.
She crafted the next figurine, taking the time to make the details on Lussuria. Feeling the Mist flame dancing under her skin, she twists it around until she was satisfied and set it down next to Levi's. The figuring has a wide smile on it, contrasting the previous one not only in expression but in the sheer multitude of colors. "Here we have Lussuria. As you can see-", she moved her finger and placed it on top of the figuring and pushed it back and forth. "-cheerful, flamboyant, he's probably the most caring member of the Varia. He's a martial arts expert and probably the fastest member, he's gonna be your Sun."
She moved on, and the next doll piqued Xanxus' interests the most. "This is Mammon. They're a part of the Arcobaleno. You know what that means right?" She tilted her head to the side and smiled as she placed the figure next to Lussuria. "They're the Mist Arcobaleno, so yeah their illusions are probably one of the best in the world. Be careful though, the guy's a greedy bastard." At that she rolled her eyes. Greedy doesn't even begin to describe the being that is Mammon, but hey when you're suddenly placed into a baby's body and had to work themselves to the bone to even gain a sliver of the respect they had before, you have to have a coping mechanism somehow.
She leaned back to the couch and created a final member, smaller than the rest. "And finally Belphegor…" She placed him further than the rest. "He hasn't joined the team, but the brat's a member of a royal family somewhere. He's gonna kill his family and join you, though I'm not sure if he's already killed them or not. For all we know the whole incident had happened but was swept under the rug. I assure you he'll be here by the time for the plan." She shrugged her shoulders and moved away from the table. "He's slightly older than me, probably a year or so. He's also a genius and crazy. Good combo there, and yeah he's your Storm Guardian."
She let out a quiet 'ta-da!', complete with jazz hands and lets Xanxus take in the display with concealed interest as she continued drinking her coffee. Her mind drifted and wondered what would she and Kyoya do for training later. Would Master make them train their movements? Speed? Agility? She's kinda looking forward to it.
"There's no Cloud." He narrowed his eyes and she mumbled under her breath. "Gee, sharp eyes there Sherlock."
He just glared at her more and she stopped drinking. "Well, I can't find a candidate that would meet your standards like these guys." She admitted. Besides, it's gonna be a fucking robot, what the hell do I say? 'Ah yes, your Cloud Guardian will be a robot and you'll shove your dad inside!' That'll go over well.
He just stared dead straight at her and she stared back and the two remained like that for some time, and she just had to wonder… Why the hell is he staring at her-
Oh.
She's an idiot.
"No." In the most deadpan tone she could muster, she answered his unasked question and shook her head. "I may be my mother's daughter, but I'm a Mist, I can't be your Cloud-"
He just cut her off with a glare and scoffed, taking a paper from a pile near him and slammed it on the table with the grace of a monkey and she just stared at it blankly. Then her mind exploded.
Holy shit... A wide grin broke out of her face. No fucking way.
She has a file. A FILE. HOW AWESOME IS THAT?!
She leaned forward excitedly and read the contents of the paper.
'Subject Name: Alessandra Adriano
Gender: Female
Birth Date: November 1st 1989
Blood type: B negative
Family: Aldo Adriano (Father), Kiyoko Hibari (Mother), Kyoya Hibari (Cousin), Arcobaleno Fon (Maternal Grandfather)'
She blinked… huh… so Master was her grandpa…. She thought he was their great uncle, but at least she now knew how they were related… (She still can't believe she has the same blood type as she did in her previous life. What were the odds of that?)
And she can't believe that her mom let Kyoya be documented, she knew that the Hibari family are secretive, and that her mom was in the Vongola for diplomatic reasons…
Should I try to look for a way to hide Kyoya's info or… nah, I probably shouldn't…
'Current guard: Adam Pondsee (as of February 10th, 1995)
Previous guard: Sena P. Dode (May 15th 1992 – February 9th, 1995)
Flames: Mist (active). Potential Cloud as a secondary flame.'
Okay, no surprises there, her mother's a Cloud, her cousin's a Cloud. Since flames are the result of both genetics and environment, it makes sense for her to have Cloud flames.
Still, her control over her Mist flames is decent at most. What are the chances that she would be able to master it quickly for the upcoming Coup? (She ignores the way her mind warms up to the idea of being a Cloud. No, she will not be a Cloud, she will not be dragged into the Ring battles. She liked her position on the sidelines thank you very much.) She moved away from the table and silently wonders if the rest of the file's there, and whether she can have it because shit this is interesting and the most fun she had all day!
Well, she did just wake up and got dragged here.
"Okay, couple of problems with that Boss-man. One, Gramp-gramp would definitely never approve, heck the only reason he approves of you being in the Varia is because you wanted a team." And that you need a job instead of being a lazy bum.
"Two, the Varia's for genius assassins, and I thank you for thinking that I would fit into this merry band of psychos, but I ain't no genius in killing people." She raised her arms in defense as she saw Xanxus move, clearly agitated that she was arguing with him.
Good job Alessandra, you pissed of the guy that could kill you in the blink of an eye. Why don't you try to steal the Vongola's Sin while you're at it.
"Be-Besides, Gramp-gramp would be more suspicious if I were to join! He already suspects that I'm up to something! If I suddenly join, he would find out!"
Xanxus stopped his movements and contemplated her words and she let out a breath she was holding. Getting shot six ways from Sunday was not on her plans today… or ever really.
"Look," she needed to direct the conversation, or else he was going to force her to find him a guardian and fairly, they can't afford a man-hunt right now. "This way, if you and the Varia are monitored somehow and can't act freely, I can be the outsider that does shit for you guys! So, let's talk about that some other time and go to Gramp-gramp to tell the news!"
This is just a disaster in the making…
Hibari watched as the annoying herbivore kicked the door open with a leg and walked straight into the bed and what could only be described as screaming into the pillow before suddenly slumping to it and mumbled something that was muffled by the pillow that almost sounded like 'why is this my life?'
Hibari had many answers to that, but as usual, ignoring the herbivore proves to be the best choice of them all.
The annoying herbivore let out a sob before standing up and she slapped herself and broke into a grin.
"Oh well, no use crying. If fate's gonna fuck my life, I'm gonna fuck them back." And she jumped to her closet, changed into her workout clothes, and left the room as soon as she came.
He craves for the normalcy of Namimori.
Alessandra had to stop herself from shaking in excitement, so she instead starts tapping her fingers on her thigh because this was her favorite kind of training.
You see, unlike in her previous life where she learned Kickboxing, Aikido, and Karate, she didn't learn them with a private tutor like this. No, she went to a dojo where she trained with other smelly and sweating students like her, they trained with groups. Meaning the teachers rarely focus on each and one of them.
(The one that did was a Kendo course, but she was only there for a month to really learn anything because of course she was the type of person who would break a leg in the middle of practice.)
But with Master? He set up these little training for them to improve on the things they are lacking. But the reason for this being her favorite wasn't the fact that it was personalized and let her feel special. No, it was the fact that this training will be the thing to save her life. The fact that it doesn't involve Kyoya constantly trying to bash her head in is a plus.
The two kids in the room (Alessandra internally let out a snort. There was only one child in the vicinity. Her mind seemed to disapprove) did several warm ups – stretching, running, some sets of push-ups and sit ups among several other things. Once they completed that, Master glanced at her and she bobbed her head.
Concentrating her mind on her Mist flames, she made several training dummies. The results weren't her best works, some were too detailed and some weren't, some even had slightly different colors. But they were going to destroy it anyways, so does it really matter?
Master spared her a glance before placing the dummies in places and they moved to work. She walked briskly to the other side, facing away from Kyoya, and glanced around as she pressed the button on her spear and gripped it with her left hand. She heard a clap from Master and immediately she started moving.
She leapt forward, stabbing the doll with a thrust of her spear and forcing it upwards, slicing the doll before she twirled it in her hand and ducked to swipe another one, slicing it in half. She stood up and concentrated hard to make thorn ridden vines hold the dolls and she swung her spear, effectively cutting three of it at the same time.
Counting quickly that she had 7 dummies left, she used her flames to conceal her presence and appeared behind the dummy to stab one through the head from the side before pushing forward and stabbing another one. She kicked them off and used its momentum to flip and turned her body to slashed two dummies who were facing each other.
Seeing as there were 3 left, she glanced at Kyoya, who has 2 left. Huffing, she swiped the doll with her leg and pushed her spear and quickly dislodged the knife part from the doll. She would not get beaten by Kyoya, whose entire strategy was basically 'beat them up as fast as I could'.
At least she had style.
She finally stared at the 2 left and focused hard and felt the twist of her flames underneath her skin and the vines turned to flames and it burned the dolls – however, she miscalculated and the fire became an inferno and she panicked.
She yelped and tried to dispel it, though it took a second too long in her opinion, and immediately turned around as soon as she felt bloodlust and brought her spear up to meet the ends of Kyoya's tonfas.
"Gotta do better than that, Kyoya~" She purred and kicked the boy who let out a low brunt and kicked her in the chest.
Okay, that legit hurt. "Ow Kyoya~ You hurt me! Right here!" She placed both of her hands over her heart and sighed dramatically. "And to think! After all our impromptu Japanese Lessons! How could you-"
This time, it was his tonfa that connected to her forehead, and she fell to the ground with the bang, as she hit her head.
So doing what she knows she will regret, she grabbed her spear and threw it at his smug ass face and watched as he dodged only to trip when she used her illusions to make him think she made wires on his feet, and he fell for it. The two of them were on the ground, and had their hands on the ground in an attempt to stand up, both with their nose scrunched up and a snarl on their lips. But before they could do anything, Master appeared in between them in a blur and poked the two of them on the forehead with an amused chuckle.
She had to bit her tongue to not complain as Master poked right on the place Kyoya's tonfa hit her head, because even if it did hurt, Master is Master and she respects him.
Master motioned them to sit next to the small table and she begrudgingly let go of Kyoya, and they both sat down.
She tuned out what Master said to Kyoya, because it's usually the same. It's Kyoya… All he does is hit and hit and if that doesn't work, he hits harder.
Sure, people can say that she's stupid, but at least she uses her brain and plans.
He turned to her and she focused on his following words.
"There are several times where you strike the dolls by bringing down from your side. This would require you to take more time and has less power since you are only using your shoulder." He stood up to grab one of the dolls and pointed to a hole in it. "Here you see you didn't strike it as deep as some of your other ones." She nodded once she placed her fingers in the hole to measure the depth.
"And I would refrain from stabbing another doll while you still have one attached to the blade, it isn't effective on the second doll unless you happen to stab the vital parts." She listened intently and hummed.
Oh well, at least it looked cool.
"Now why don't you two spar against each other?" She paled at the smirk on Kyoya's face.
.
.
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As soon as the spar finished, the doorbell rang and Kyoya all but threw her towards it.
Enma sat tentatively on the floor with Alessandra, different books laid around them as they both had cans of soda near them. Enma listened patiently as Alessandra chatted amiably, though she did see him flinch when he heard thumps from upstairs.
Much to Kyoya's ire and her and Master's amusement, Enma arrived at their doorsteps – looking all shy and adorable and Alessandra just wanted to pinch those cheeks.
Master decided he wanted to get to know her friend, so he kept him companied as she cleaned herself up. Unsurprisingly, the two of them actually got along well and was drinking tea while Lichi played with Enma's hair.
Unfortunately he couldn't stay for long, so it left the two of them and the constant angry noise from Kyoya whenever they got too noisy for him.
So basically an average day with an addition of Enma.
"Y-your cousin's mad."
"Meh, you get used to it." She shrugged her shoulders – well, attempted to since it still hurt after Kyoya decided to hit it hard with his tonfas – and flipped another page to her book.
She was happy that he decided to come over because that meant she didn't have to go out, because in all honesty, she hated going out after training. She just wants to curl up in bed with a warm drink and a good book. But then another thump was heard and this time she really looked at the nervous boy.
The boy kept blinking at the pages, and kept biting hit lips. She saw as he kept fumbling around the stacks of books and when he almost spilled his drink, she decided enough was enough and stood up.
"I want ice cream!" She announced and moved the books near the couch before gulping all of her can of soda and placing the new ones in the fridge – much to the displeasure of her mom and cousin for having such an unhealthy thing in the house.
(Considering that she hangs out with assassins, future mafia bosses, and a cousin that tries to beat her up or shut her up by cramming language in her head, she doubt a couple of soda drinks would hurt her. )
Enma jumps at the opportunity and lend a helping hand to clean up. Once they do, Alessandra shouted, "Yo, Kyoya! Enma and I are gonna go buy ice cream! Don't mess the house too much."
Then Alessandra looked away, deep in thought, "Oh! And I'll get you that tub of ice cream too!"
And with that she grabbed her wallet from one of the drawers and ran out with Enma – who looked so relieved to be out of the house. She hummed as she and Enma go hand in hand and walked through the street, she smiled at the adults who cooed at the two and Enma blushes a lovely shade of red and tried to hide behind her.
"Um…"
"Yes, Enma?"
"I-I didn't bring any money…" He finished glumly, his hands fidgeting from where she was holding it.
She blinked at him once, then twice, and guffawed at the statement, "Oh Princess Enma, why do you think I brought my wallet? We're gonna have fun!" She smiled deviously at his confused face.
"But I can't let you pay!"
"You can and you will."
He puffed out his chest in defiance, "No!"
"If you don't I'm gonna leave you with my cousin and get tubs of ice creams myself for us to eat." He deflated and his face shifted to one of horror. "You wouldn't-"
She raised an eyebrow in amusement. He sighed, accepting his fate. "You would…"
The two ended up having ice cream, where she kept stealing a taste of his ice cream, and just as they were about to go buy Kyoya's ice cream, they came across an arcade, and she once again dragged the flustered boy into the bustling crowd where they have to yell at each other when they wanted to say something.
They played most of the games in the arcade. Fighting games, shooting games, racing games, she won them all and watched with a pang on her stomach that made her mouth taste bitter and made her want to vomit as she saw Enma's eyes focused on her and how he kept singing her praises while nodding at everything she said.
On the corner of her eye, she caught the sight of a photo booth on a corner of the arcade and pushed her way through the crowd, noting the tug on her shirt and the yelps of Enma as he apologized to everyone he accidently bumped into.
The both of them took pictures that all turned out to be goofy – they were blurry in one, didn't look at the camera at the other. In another, only her eyes and forehead was on the screen as Enma's expression was frozen in mid-laugh. Only in one picture did they successfully got the two kids to face the camera, Alessandra in a cheeky grin and a wink and both her thumbs and index finger out and pointing upwards while Enma kept close and gave a peace sign while having a bright smile.
She loved the pictures so much (and the sight of the boy smiling so brightly made her throat ache so much more) and printed out two copies of it, one for Enma and one for her.
Alessandra laughed as she ignored the pout on Enma's face as she escort him home, she greeted his parents and waved at Mami, who were so nice and they offered to let her stay for dinner since and she declined the offer.
(Her chest hurt, she couldn't stop her shoulders from trembling as she ran away.
They were so kind, so lovely, and they were family. Her jaw hurt from clenching as she saw how they look at Enma so fondly.)
She ran to the grocery store nearest to her and grabbed a tub of ice cream and almost forgot to take her change as she hurried out. Kyoya took the ice cream with a grunt and she was tempted to steal some of it. (Not that her stomach could handle it right now.)
Just… sleep it out… You'll move on soon enough, remember Jennifer, logic over emotion. Logic. Logic. Logic logic logic logic logiclogiclogiclogic-
Later that night, she locked herself in the bathroom and pressed her knees to her chest and rest her head between it and she just wants to sleep and forget the day away.
Why did she have to befriend Enma?
Why didn't she just leave him when she got the chance?
Why?
Just why?
(…can't she just stop treating him like a real person even though he's fictional?)
She sighed and put both of her hand inside her jacket's pockets, this is it. This was the crux of the entire Coup plan. She knew it was stupid and illogical to be hesitating about this, she should just open the door and be done with it. She knew this would happen sooner than later, the thing was that from this day forward, whatever sliver of chance she had to escape the mafia business will disappear.
Not that she could ever live a normal life – no, that choice was robbed from her the moment she was born. But this will cement the fact that there was no going back, she will be deemed a traitor both in the present and in the future.
It didn't help that for some reason, she couldn't feel anything. The voice in her mind was quiet, Xanxus was glaring at her, but she kept on with her default cheerful face. She felt quite numb and she figured out why fairly quickly.
She was in a fictional world. Sure, injuries still hurt and clearly death is still a thing. But fiction is fiction, and even though she does feel guilt for some people, in the end they aren't real.
Bracing herself, she slammed the door with a bang, much to the displease of the people inside who looked annoyed instead of surprised.
Stick in the mud, the lot of them.
No, you're just the immature one.
I'm a kid now. I'm allowed to make stupid choices.
Is that how you're going to justify what you did to Enma?
She gave a grin full of teeth and opened her arms wide, "Ladies, gentlemen, and Mammon! Let me introduce you to your future Boss! Can I get a drum roll please?"
She was met with either annoyed looks or blank unimpressed looks. Well save for Lussuria who had a smile.
She stepped to the side and bowed, holding the door to let Xanxus make his fabulous entrance, and fabulous it was.
The adopted son stride into the room, his coat flowing behind him as he glanced around the room and sneered as if they were all just dirt on his shoes. However, that wasn't the best thing about the whole introduction. The faces on the Varia members, the way you could see the stages of shock, disbelieve and more shock was amazing.
Ottavio was the first one to break the silence, his jaw slacked and eyes still bulged behind his glasses, "Ms. Adriano, is that-"
"Yup, the esteemed fourth son of Nono! Xanxus!"
"How?"
"I asked." She deadpanned and crossed her arms. "Gramp-gramp wanted Xanxus to lead the Varia, he just didn't know that Tyr's dead, so he pretty much agreed immediately when I told him."
It was the only time the two of them agreed at something and she still thinks he was drunk when he made the decision.
Giving your child – who thinks he's better than everyone and just happened to be trigger happy – a group of genius assassins to lead.
How the hell is Vongola still standing and whose bright was it to make him Nono?
Sure, she made horrible life choices – look at her friends and look at where she is now – but she would never make Xanxus the leader of Varia if she didn't know how much it would screw up with the story.
Because she wants a story she could control and she wants to have a chance to live until she's 20.
Because you're too much of a coward to take responsibility for changing the story.
She could see Ottavio open his mouth before closing his mouth with a flinch as Xanxus glared at the entire room – which she guess is how he's sizing them up, then again how was she supposed to know what goes on in his head?
Not wanting to answer more questions as she saw the rest of the member's face slowly filled with curiosity – and disbelief on Sharky – she bolted out of the room, before going back to peeked in and yelled, "I'll be back in a week to check on you guys! Don't kill each other! I heard blood's a bitch to clean!"
She ran as fast as she can till her legs were wobbly and she had to support herself by leaning on the wall.
"Kyoya look! It's a cute puppy!" She ignored the grimace on the boy's face as she dragged him to one of the cages that held a sleeping beagle.
It painfully reminded her of all of the dogs she had in her previous life, and she wished she could get a pet one day.
It had been a lucky coincidence. The day before Kyoya has to go back, there's an animal adoption fair in the park where she usually goes.
Sadly regardless of her attempts, Enma was scared of dogs. (And she was so slumped at the fact that animals dislike her in this life. Animals always adored her in her previous life. So much so that her mom hated that part of her.)
She could see despite the annoyance in his face – pinched expression, narrowed eyes, sneer, totally annoyance – she could see how his body relaxed at all the animals around.
"Oh, enjoying yourselves kids?" She turned to the worker who walked close to them and she felt Kyoya tense under her grip at the intruding male figure – red tousled hair, blue eyes, lazy posture and easy grin, dormant sun flames, seems to be around 15 or 16. Just a normal guy. (She internally grimaced, why the heck is she analyzing a random guy. She spent too much time with Kyoya and Sharky.) – who looked at them with a kind gaze.
"So, what can I help you kids with today?" He crouched to meet her eye and put a finger into the cage and let the puppy lick it.
Oh wow, she could just feel the indignation that rolled out of Kyoya in waves.
"My cousin and I love animals! We want to look around!" Yeah, she should probably stop Kyoya from beating up the guy, so she gripped the hand tighter and sent him a look which he returned with a glare.
"Oh? And where are your parents?"
"They're out."
"Oh, I'm sorry, but we can't let you adopt an animal unless you have your parents." The guy looked so disappointed for them and she was taken aback at how honest his entire body was. And he thought her dad wore his emotions on his sleeve.
Either that or she had been hanging around too much
In the middle of her shock, she let go of Kyoya and was glad that he decided to leave and went to another area with sleeping hamsters.
"No, I'm not allowed to have pets. But it's my cousin's last day here and we want to see animals!" Oh well, if he was going to be that honest, she would do the same.
"Oh? Do they not like pets?"
She shook her head and placed her fingers on the dog who went near the cage – the dog leaned away from her touch. (She felt a pang of sadness in her chest.)
Well… she didn't know whether her parents like animals or not, her mom's a Hibari, it's like a given that all Hibari love animals, but she didn't know what her dad would feel if she were to suddenly brought home a pet.
So she nodded her head and glanced at the other dogs that were being fussed by other people – couples, elderly people, happy families and kids happily pointing at animals and parents who lovingly let them adopt them (She tries to ignore the burning sensation in her chest and the pain from suddenly clenching her teeth.)
"They're rarely around. Besides, animals hate me."
The older man's eyes seemed to soften and she bit her lip as she looked away.
Fuck, she was so not used to dealing with emotions, much less those from strangers.
"Hm." He removed his hand from the cage and placed it on his chin, deep in thought before his eyebrows wriggled in amusement and he let out the beagle and handed it to her, and the dog squirmed in her arms. "You know what kid? You can play with her, though I do expect her to be returned." He chuckled, letting his pinky out and it took her a second to understand that he was asking for a pinky promise. He patted her head and left to help another visitor who was looking at a small golden puppy.
She grinned and walked to Kyoya who had move on from the hamsters and was petting a cat (and she watched with no small amount of jealousy as the cat leaned in and purred at the touch) who immediately stood up and glanced at the small bundle of adorableness in her arms.
Alessandra watch and her jaw dropped as Kyoya smiled and pet the dog that seemed to return the gesture by happily licking him.
"The name on the cage was Sapphire," she blurted out as she handed the dog to him.
The dog clearly knew which of the two children she liked. "…The guy from before isn't expecting her to be away for too long." She said briskly and turned away quickly, ignoring the burning pit in her stomach as she saw Kyoya easily interact with the animal.
Alessandra looked around at the different cats and kittens that looked at her cautiously, and some hissed at her. She swallowed and tried to pet one of the cats – who scratch her and she smiled at the workers who all apologized profusely for it and she laughed and ignored the way her throat choked up.
Instead, she decided to hide using her Mist flames and watch from afar and she leaves as soon as she saw a man smiling at his daughter as she picked up a cat.
(Didn't stop her from cursing at them and wishing that they didn't adopt the cat.
She never forgave herself for that.)
Alessandra pressed her face harder in to the pillow as she finished hiding a note on inside Kyoya's clothes inside his luggage.
Fuck, give her a weapon and tell her to kill and she could do it without feeling remorse. But give her an animal and she becomes a wreck.
The door opened with a creak and she could feel Kyoya's questioning gaze – because of course it was weird for her to suddenly disappear when she was so excited for the event, but no she knew he didn't care about that. He only cared because she practically left her.
"The animals didn't like me. So I left."
He didn't regard her and grab his luggage to move it to the living room.
The next day, after Kyoya left that morning – who looked at her in begrudging sliver of respect, either that or he was giving her a death stare, sometimes she couldn't tell – she hid in her Mist flame and stared at the animals again, who seemed to notice her presence.
This time she made sure to not get to close to the animals and stayed clear of the other visitors.
This time she stared captivated at the kind male from before as he gave everyone a kind patient smile and seemed so happy and glad when an animal gets adopted who seemed to be so bright, the guy who would cheerfully joke with other workers in a manner that brought up old memories, the guy who seemed to only be able to smile and laugh when an animal accidently hurt him.
She felt the gaze of someone on her and she sprint home in alarm before she locked the doors and went to the bathroom to stare at her reflection and tried to smile at herself.
It didn't take long for her to have the same smile as the man.
"Adriano, you may be the current top student, but that does not mean you can sleep around!" She jerked herself awake and saw how everyone in her class snickered and whispered at her as the teacher – Ms. Novi was it? – scolded her and wacked her head with the paper in her hand.
She sighed and sat upright. Stupid Sharky for dropping out… Stupid Dino for repeating a grade …
She looked around to the students, most were okay with her – aka they ignore her – but of course there were still some that hated her because even though it's been years since she first came, people still hate her even though she hasn't done anything to gain much attention in school the past few months, especially since Sharky left.
Of course, people still bully her and everyone else turns a blind eye because that's the kind of world she's reborn in.
"Look at the Princess, she thinks she can slack off because Superbi's not around!"
"Geez, can't believe that THAT brat's the smartest around. I still bet she pays the teachers!"
"Hey did you hear? Apparently she's teaching Chiavarone!"
"Seriously? That guy that flunked out?"
"Yeah! What a suck up!"
Jealous, insignificant lot, her mind growled and she returned the sentiment.
She ignored the way her hand twitched and the bitter feeling budding in her chest as Ms. Novi just clicked her tongue at the misconduct of the people around her.
How the fuck are these people 17? In comparison, my classmates were more mature-
Even she had been more mature than these when she was at least 11 in her previous life!
Okay, maybe not 11, but definitely when she was 12.
The teacher passed around a quiz paper around the class, and just to spite everyone, she finished first in less than 30 minutes (it was Math, she's done harder work in her previous life) and left through the window with a smile that adorned her face and she saw that made everyone look suspicious.
Of course, she was feeling like a little shit, so she decided to copy one of Mammon's moves and used illusions on the students when the teacher poked her head through the door.
When the teachers are finally able to snap the kids out of the illusion, nobody was willing to comment on how they're all hugging, their classroom in shambles, and quiz papers are all torn up. But she was sure they heard her cackling.
She hid in the trees until she saw Dino and decided that she should probably help the kid out since she pity him, who really, wasn't too bad at school. If only he wasn't clumsy and forgetful and was actually willing to live the life of a Mafioso.
Meaning, that if only Dino wasn't Dino, he would succeed in something.
Of course, because fate was a bitch - and everything important in the Reborn universe seemed to happen 8 years prior to the series - his dad's conditions got worst and she was left in a school with no one familiar to her.
When Alessandra saw the Varia after introducing them to Xanxus, she decided she immediately wants to leave and forget anything prior their meeting with their new boss.
Because they now adored him – and fuck, Levi is already on hero worship, Squalo is already the one in charge of dealing with his food and is actually following what Xanxus orders.
And how the fuck is Bel here already?!
There he was, tiny Bel in all his glory, even with the tiara, who was tilting his body in curiosity at her in the far end corner of the room as he threw his knife up and down and laughing that laugh of his.
She made sure to stay away from the brat already.
Heck, even Mammon doesn't complain as much and Lussuria is… well, Lussuria is Lussuria, no big changes there. It's all so weird, especially when she saw how different they were before.
She wonders if she stepped into some weird Twilight Zone or if this was an illusion by Mammon to get revenge on her destroying that one expensive vase.
Either that or Xanxus actually put some effort into getting this guys to work for him. But this is Xanxus, the guy who would shoot anyone in the face if they so much as to stand in the wrong position. She doubts he would actually work to get them to like them.
Or maybe he just killed people and everyone fell head over heels with him.
"I… I left for a week and Boss-man made you all his bitches…" She croaked out, trying to stifle her laughter because fuck, this is all so weird and yet it makes so much sense in her head.
Before anyone could attack or reply to that, a laugh cuts through the air and she glanced at the only person in the room who could have that laugh.
"Shishishi, who's the five year old?"
Bel leaned his head to the side and caught his knife between his index and middle finger, before folding his fingers and four more knives appear.
She was unimpressed.
"For your information, I'm seven-" albeit a short tiny seven year old, "- ex-prince."
Bel's smile dropped and he laughed, throwing the knives at her.
In some universe she may have gotten hit, in some she may have been friends with the boy, in most she probably wouldn't be here (at least that's what she hopes). In this one, she grabbed her spear in a split second and pressed the button and twirled it in her fingers with ease as fast as she can to stop the knives.
She stood tall, the butt of her spear on the floor and gave the older – though still young – boy a coy smile. But before any of them could do anything, Lussuria butts in and stopped before anything too severe can happen.
(Part of her feels disappointed that she couldn't fight Bel, some admonished herself for even thinking about it. Alessandra just thinks she's addicted to the adrenaline from fighting.)
Lussuria pat her head and pressed his other hand firmly on her shoulder – and it's still as awkward as the first time he did it – painting the picture of a proud mother showing of her child. "This is Alex-chan! Squ-chan's little sister!"
They all collectively ignored the protest from Sharky's mouth, and Lussuria made an off-hand command about how he should just accept it already.
"Alessandra Adriano," she purred, tapping her index finger repeatedly on her spear. "Currently the bane of Nono's existence. Not my pleasure to work with you."
"Shishishi, so why is the peasant here? To visit dear older brother?"
She hummed, tapping her finger against her cheeks, "Oh y'know, the usual. Annoy Sharky, talk to Lussu, mess with Sharky's room." She grinned at the spasm that went through Sharky and was in time do drop on the floor to dodge the blade gleaming from Sharky's hand.
"A mechanized sword? Already? Didn't you just chop it off like a week ago?"
How is it that so much thing changed in a week? It's both amazing yet frightening to see.
This is why I don't bond with a Sky. Look at them-
The commitment they show and how they seem to all hover around Xanxus is terrifying – the sheer force of a Sky in front of an unbounded person like her is actually smothering her.
Good thing she's not interested in being tied down.
Sharky clicked his tongue, but looked somewhat proud at his new hand, though she could see from the way he tried to attack her that he wasn't used to it.
"Aaaanyways-" She stood up, cleaning up imaginary dust before twirling and stored her spear away. "-how long has the ex-prince been here?"
"Shishishi, how does the peasant know who the Prince is~"
Alessandra lowered her head, her grin widens as her voice dropped lower, "Oh, I know a lot of things~"
"Oh~?"
"I mean, I know that the ex-prince is a psychopath and is probably mentally insane and probably needs to go to therapy-"
Another knife went past her.
She unsubtly glanced at Xanxus who was watching her every move. He was clearly expecting her to be the one to break the news.
Well then. She can't betray his expectations now could she?
She smirked at Bel, hand on her hip and she leaned on her spear and glanced at the entire room, "But that's not what I came for… Boss-man and I are here for something else~"
She didn't know if it's because the way she deliberately made it sound ominous, or if they really didn't trust her that much, but everyone with the exception of Bel and Xanxus froze in anticipation. So she tilt her head and lift her hand up in an inviting manner.
"How would you all like to join in on a little fun?"
Squalo stared at the brat, who was sitting inside the car.
Sitting quietly. In a car. The brat.
Not only that, she had a smile. And it wasn't her usual smile, no it was even creepier than usual. She enthusiastically hummed, still smiling, and looked out of the windows. Still with that goddamn smile.
"VOIIIII! BRAT WHAT HAPPENED?"
She snapped her head so quickly at him, and directed that face at him.
Okay, what the fuck could happen that she would be so happy?
He narrowed his eyes and wracked his brain for ideas. "…Did the wimpy brat propose to you for something?"
She let out a gasp too dramatic and loud to be real and placed her hand over her mouth, "Hell no! I will only let people date Enma if they've met my criteria! Oh and call him wimpy and I'll give Bel the key to your room."
He didn't know which is worst, her smile or how she protective she is of the wimp.
He glared at the brat. No jewelries, just her usual shirt and pants, so that crossed out getting a gift… did she torment Nono? Probably. Still… they're in a fucking car. The brat is never happy in a car.
He shifted his left hand, prepared to use the sword.
This brat's is definitely an impostor. And not even a good one.
She noticed the action and immediately raised her hands in a placating way. And her mouth was shaking in a manner that indicated she was trying to not laugh at him.
"Woah woah woah! I'm just laughing at imagining you with long hair! No need to get violent Rapunzel!"
On second thoughts, those stupid words would only be said by the brat. Only she would immediately throw them the fact that she was planning a Coup with another guy but only focus on someone's hair.
He slowly lowered his hand and stared at the brat who was tapping her hand on the seat and bobbing her head in a slow manner as she stared at him with owlish eyes. She blinked and stared at him for several moments before her face lit up in glee.
"Were you about to stab me because I was happy in a car?" She paused and looked away before looking back with her usual smile. "Squ-chan, you tsundere!"
He regretted giving her and Lussuria those mangas.
"Voi! Shut up and go back to that stupid singing!"
"Okay, so… exactly what do we know?" Alessandra yawned and place her head on her hand as she tapped her finger on the table. "Cause not even Boss-man told me shit, and he's Nono's son."
She felt a poke on her cheek and turned her head slightly to see Bel snickering at her and poked her cheek again and again until she slapped his hand and almost got a knife to the face if it wasn't for Lussuria's protruding hand. So he settled on a pout and 'played' with Mammon instead, who looked so annoyed to be in a room with them.
But better them than her.
"VOIIIIIII! WHERE'S THE BOSS ANYWAYS?!" Sharky banged his hand – the normal one, not the one he replaced – and the contents shuddered.
It's Xanxus, she wanted to so badly reply. He's the kind that would tell you that he'll plan something but ended up just saying 'fuck it' and does whatever he wants without a plan.
But she bit her tongue and stayed quiet, watching as Levi defended Xanxus and Bel teasingly call him 'Squ-chan'.
The familiarity of the scene eases her mind but doesn't erase the anxiousness that had planted itself in her these days.
She grabbed her tea and immediately placed it back roughly as the content burned her tongue, and she heard Mammon calling her an idiot and Lussuria chastising her. The whole thing painted a domestic picture that is inherently wrong yet so right in her mind.
"Ah ah- hot-" She stuck out her tongue and fanned it, she heard someone laugh, so she stuck her leg out and kicked Bel in the shin.
Sharky turned to her, seemingly amused and offended.
Which is unfair, even her dad burned his tongue sometimes, and she knew for a fact that Sharky too burned the roof of his mouth when he's shoving Aunt Felice's food.
"VOI! WHY ARE WE RELYING ON A BRAT WHO BURNED HERSELF ON TEA?!"
"Fah yu, Shaky-" Her tongue still out as she rolled her eyes at the older boy and shoved him using her elbow, and he rolled his eye in tandem.
"Are you sure you're both not related?" The deep gruff voice cuts in from behind them and they both snapped their head towards it.
"Shut up Levi." In sync, the two of them turned to the larger man, who recoiled not only in annoyance but also Sharky's kick as everyone ignored the abuse.
Again, the levels of domesticness is amazing for a group of assassins.
As if Xanxus was waiting behind that door, he kicked it open (poor door, going through all those abuse) and glared at them, who somehow managed to sit back down as if the past five minutes never happened.
She leaned and placed her chin on the table and both of her arms rested next to it. "So Boss-man, when are we gonna do this?"
She knows it not long, a couple of months or so. Her parents had been working to the bone and only came home once in a week, even then they both had papers in their hands and were shuffling around the house, too busy to notice when she would slip away. She would hide away with Aunt Felice and her husband, who accepts her like a second child (a replacement, the voice in the back of her head would whisper in her mind) and gives her the silent understanding and would complain on her behalf for it. Alessandra thinks of her life as Jennifer, and finds the workaholic parents much more comforting than the codling that Sharky's parents and Lussuria gives her.
Xanxus stared at everyone evenly before settling his heavy gaze at her and she feels Sharky shifts next to her.
"The old man said it's going to be in the main HQ," he drawled out and she tries to remember whether she visited the main HQ…
She usually goes to the mansion in Sicily, but it's just one of the many establishments they have in the area– albeit the biggest one and the one used most often – and she remembers being to the one in Veneto once she had to go to a party. She remembers briefly of the one in Venice, it had been nice, not as big as the Sicily Mansion, but still as big and grand.
He placed a map on the table and she levels it with a contemplating gaze and tries to make out something from it. She tries to place the location of the HQ in the map she created in her head.
Okay… is there anything familiar… She paced herself in her head and gazed at the map again. Let's see… the mansion I visited shouldn't be too far. It's around here I think?"
She mentally walked herself through the cityscape she's formed herself and nods once she got the overall idea of where it's located.
She glanced around and sees how everyone has leaned in to get a view on the paper, and watched their reactions closely. Levi, Lussuria, and Mammon were familiar with the place, their body stance indicated so – it was calm and relaxed. Squalo tense and she felt something grumbled in his flames as his hand itches. Considering he's only been in the Varia for a year, he probably hasn't stepped there. Bel stood next to her, the muscles in his body loosens and he tilted his head and body with a combination of curiosity and mischief.
"Okay, so we got the place, when is it?" She turned to Xanxus who leaned back and all but banged his legs on the table.
"Che, the old man didn't say anything about the date."
That either meant that they're keeping the date a secret or they haven't finalized the date, seeing as there no reason to do the former, she assumes it's the latter.
"Okay then. I'll see if I can wrangle some information from Nono..."
"Aren't you the Hidden Eye's kid?" Levi's voice grumbled as he leaned back to his chair, "Why don't you just get it from him?"
"My parents are busy these past weeks." She pushed so that he back meets the chair and she drew her legs in, folding it on the chair. "If I see them first, then I'll ask them. If not then I'll get into an argument with Nono and his stupidly named Guardians."
Looking unimpressed, he rolled his eyes at her. While Bel reappeared behind her and latched on the back of the seat. "Eh~? The peasant's related to someone than dear Squalo?"
"VOOOIIII- FOR THE LAST TIME! I'M NOT RELATED TO THE BRAT!"
She craned her head upwards and met the boy who looked at her in curiosity.
"Oh right! You don't know, but Alex-chan's mom is Nono's advisor and her dad's the Hidden Eye!"
"Shishishi~ then she should be able to get us information right?"
She really really didn't like the look on Xanxus' face.
Alessandra shifts, unsure of what to do and cast a furtive glance towards the map. It takes a certain kind of cruelty to force information out of your own parents for you to betray them, and as fictional as they are, they're still her parents.
"Gramp-gramp doesn't trust me, he probably told them to not say anything important."
Deflect, ignore, think, say things, and let them figure it out themselves. She has always done that with everyone around her, it allows her to stay unhurt for a long time.
"Heh~ so the peasant's useless then?"
Just because she was annoyed at his constant comment, she pressed her spear and wacked him in the head – or tried to, sadly Bel was as nimble as a monkey.
To be honest, she didn't expect to be involved this far. She was planning to be involved only to introduce Xanxus and let nature work its course and wait on news of how Xanxus is frozen and stuff. Of course, Xanxus being Xanxus and she's somehow still dragged into it and lo and behold, here she was.
(She wouldn't admit it, but she was glad she could keep an eye out for Sharky.)
"Not more than you are ex-prince-"
"Stop calling me that." He growled and tried to stab her, but she evaded and the knife was embedded to the chair.
Levi decided it was a good time to butt in and took out a pile of papers. "Vice Captain and I were called in this morning, we are also invited. I managed to convince him to put me as one of the guards with Lussuria."
"Hm. Good work Levi." Xanxus let out a pleased smile and Alessandra gaped as Levi lowered his head and accepted the praise. Okay, maybe being in the Varia did help Xanxus somewhat.
"Scum."
Her ears perked up and she turned her head slightly and red meets gray.
"Tell your parents you're… invited… to the meeting."
She was a hundred percent sure her mouth was hanging open and that her eyes are bulging in surprise.
"Uh, okay, yeah."
*line break*
"Holy shit this fucking place is big." The brat twirled around, her white short skirt flowing and showed her spear just beneath the pants (seriously, doesn't she know what being discreet is?) and held her head high to see the entire room, and he had to agree. The main headquarters was massive, it was easily bigger than the Vongola Mansion in Sicily and it wasn't less grand.
The brat ran around and he had to latched his hand onto the hood of her shirt and she made a choking sound before stopping to give him a middle finger and he yanked her back. "Voiii, we're not here on a field trip! You better do your fucking job!"
"Sheesh fine party pooper," She grabbed her sketchbook from her shoulder bag and started sketching.
"Ushishishi, the peasant got scolded."
The brat gripped the pencil tighter and her eye twitched.
Ha! Now you know how I felt!
Karma was an amazing thing and he loves it.
She turned to him and smiled sweetly, "Sharky, why is ex-prince here?"
"He was the only one available." If he had a choice, he wouldn't bring them both, sure he learned to deal with the brat, but her with Bel?
It was a massacre waiting to happen.
"Ushishi, I could ask the same~ Why is the peasant here?"
"Unlike you, at least I'm useful!" She brought the sketchbook up to show the progress of the map she's making and tapped the end of her pencil on the book. "At least I can draw! Unlike those chicken scratches you call doodles!"
Knives were thrown, and more words were exchanged and Squalo could only lamented on his fate.
Why didn't I get sent away to a mission-
"VOIIII! STOP YOUR FUCKING BICKERING AND DO YOUR JOB!"
Both brats stuck out their tongues at him but they did turn away, the brat walked around slowly, eyes glancing around and quickly between the paper to the walls and she traced her steps over and over – to gauge the distance if he had to guess.
Fuck, why didn't any of them bring a measuring tape-
"Hey Sharky, what's 18 times 83?"
Doing a quick mental math, he glanced around the room… this was only the front entrance, if the brat did this in every room? They're going to be stuck here for a long time.
"1494."
She wrote it down and flipped through several pages and drew a small box before flipping back, then walked to one corner of the room and repeating the process. "55.5 times 18?"
"999."
"Ushishishi, we're going to be here for a long time." Bel frowned and crossed his hands behind his head, and the brat stopped in contemplation. Before she nodded to herself and turned to the both of them, "Okay, I can do it quickly if you both count steps and I draw."
He could see something brewing behind those pensive eyes.
On normal circumstances, he would flat out disagree. But he was briefed that the base had three towers that were nothing short of a short tower and a courtyard. Even if they will only use the first three floors of each building, that's a lot of room, and if they have to do this everywhere?
Forget a day, they would spend a week.
Knowing this, even Bel agreed easily without a fight and agreed to do it.
He really should've brought a measuring tape.
It was on the second room and in the middle of counting his steps that he realized something and ran back to the first room, looking at Bel who was also there looking for the brat that wasn't there. Seeing the forced grin in the younger boy's face, he knew they both came to the same realization and they both made a silent truce.
They were going to kill that brat.
They went past halls and turned and found said brat sketching another room, and there it was, a fucking measuring tape. Bel beat him and closed the distance between the two and grabbed the child by her ponytail who just cackled.
"Ushishishi, you brat-", He brandishes three knives, and Squalo can't find it in himself to stop the incoming slaughter.
The brat was still giggling and moved a finger to wipe a tear that was forming, before she looked at him and laughed harder. Bel pressed one of the knife on her cheek and she let out several puffs of laughter before sighing and slumping, a wide grin that rivaled Bel's grin slowly form on her face.
"Done?"
The brat took deep breaths and exhaled shakily, still grinning, and grabbed her spear suddenly and used the butt of the spear to force Bel to drop the knives, but all he did was produced more knives from who knows where and he pressed it onto her again.
The brat still smiled before she suddenly dispersed into mist and disappeared.
"Done." They both turned to the voice and saw the brat leaning on the door, showing off her sketchbook, before shrugging. "In my defense, even I forget to use my real illusions."
Bel still threw the knife and she threw her spear, but Bel just stood there and laughed. "Shishishi, I won't be hurt by your little tricks~" and the spear went past him.
"Just needed to practice regular illusions~ Besides, you guys walking slowly and counting steps looked hilarious!"
Now, Squalo doesn't really understand the whole regular and real illusion deal – heck, the only one that does seemed to be Mammon and the brat's dad – but he does understand one thing, and that they have a fucking job to do and he would rather go back before he's 40.
"VOIII BRAT! TELL ME YOU AT LEAST GOT THE SKETCHES!"
The brat threw the sketchbook and papers flew out. "Sketched the first floor map of this building and each of the rooms."
His eyebrow raised in disbelief. "We left for 15 minutes."
"My name isn't Jennifer if I can't sketch out building details that quick."
"I think the peasant's going crazy."
Squalo can feel the headache forming in the front of his head. "You can check if you want, but I'm moving to the second-"
"What's going on?" He and Bel looked up to see a man with blond curly hair like the brat – albeit shorter – and light brown eyes, who was wearing a gray suit.
Aldo Adriano. Hidden Eye. The brat's dad.
The brat groaned and the man shifted his head down to meet the annoyed ones of his daughter who's face turned flat and walked out of the room, giving them a wave. "I'm going to the second floor, don't take too long."
Her steps echoed throughout the halls and Aldo scratched his head in confusion and his hand was outstretched awkwardly as he acted as if he wanted to grab her yet doesn't.
"Ushishishi, who's this guy and why does he look like the peasant."
"Che. Voiiii, didn't you pay attention? That's the brat's dad!"
"Heh~"
Squalo stared at him squarely in the eyes as he looked at the two of them and Bel stepped forward to prance around him, watching him closely like a hawk.
"Shishishi~ He doesn't look like the peasant~"
"Um, what are you two kids doing here?" He moved slowly away from Bel and locked his eyes on the sketchbook in his hands.
"Che, the Varia are invited to the meeting, the Boss asked for a map. The brat's the only one that can draw."
The man nodded and opened his mouth to say something before Bel jumped in front of him.
"Ushishisi, say~ You're the one who taught the brat about illusions right~?"
"Uh, yeah but-"
"Soooo, what's the whole think about the real illusion and normal illusion?" He drawled and leaned it to the man who looked at him suspiciously.
"Normal illusion's are illusions done on the mind and senses, real illusions are the rarest type of illusion and are something only a handful of people can use, they can actually be touched physically." Aldo explained before blinking and shook his head in a frighteningly similar fashion to the brat and turned to him as Bel let out a small "heh~"
"Shouldn't you be following Alex?"
"Why?" The brat could deal with things herself, he and Bel had to meet up with higher ups and security after this and talk with Nono.
"You're holding her sketchbook." He froze and looked at his arm. The sketchbook was there innocently and the sketches were mocking him.
"VOIII! GET BACK HERE YOU BRAT-"
"Shishishi, bye-bi~"
"We're back~"
"Welcome back!" She had to stop herself from wincing as Lussuria wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a hug before deciding to carry her everywhere.
She turned around to see Bel doing the same thing to Mammon.
Alessandra wonders if they were being carried around like a doll because they were both the youngest, if so she will pay to see someone try to lift Bel around.
She let Lussuria carry her and place her on the chair in the meeting room and she placed her sketchbook on the table, tearing some of the pages out and scattered them to fit around the map she made of the entire building.
Trying to place another piece of the map, she noticed that there weren't enough space with files loitering around, and she was too lazy to walk to move it.
"Oii, ex-prince, move those papers for me, will ya?" The boy turned around and she felt murderous intent rolling out of him.
"And who do you think you are to order the Prince around?"
"I'm a foreteller with knowledge from the future." She said with the most deadpan voice she could.
"Heh~ Then tell me what will happen in the future~" The boy walked to in front of her and leaned from there.
"You will meet a black frog with green hair." She slapped her hand to her mouth as the words came out without her permission and she had to hold in a laugh.
Even with his blond hair covering his eyes, she got the feeling that he was raising his eyebrow, as he shook his head. "Shishishi, the peasant sure has a creative imagination."
She rolled her eyes, and seeing as Bel had no intention of doing what she wants, she just ended up overlapping some of the sketches. She leaned back and admired her work. In the past, she mainly drew anime and paint, along with the occasional live drawings of people and animals. She tend to avoid drawing buildings and backgrounds since she was crap at drawing from a perspective, but looking at her drawings, sure they weren't made with the cleanest lines, but they were detailed and the roughness gave it a certain charm she liked.
Fuck, she really felt the urge to draw. She took her sketchbook and counted it, there were only 3 pages left, but since neither Xanxus nor Levi nor Sharky has entered, she decided to draw. The first one she drew was Sharky, and after hanging around him for so long she could easily sketch out his facial features as she drew him smirking proudly with blood splattering his face, and one was him slightly younger, and finally she drew him with the long hair that will grow in the next few years.
On the next page she drew Enma, and soon the page was filled with pictures of him smiling as she herself felt a smile forming as she drew.
Finally, she drew Kyoya and his infamous glare, his tonfa pointed at her. "Oh my~ Those are lovely drawings Alex-chan~"
"Thanks Lussu!" She quickly hid her sketchbook between her notebooks and held the bag close. She hadn't meant for Lussuria to see it, it was embarrassing.
"Aw, don't be shy~"
"Shishishi, so the brat doesn't like her drawings to be shared huh?"
Bel appeared next to her with his hands in front of him and looking as if he was about to grab the bag. She jumped and he was about to pull out his knives when Sharky saved the day by barging into the room and started shouting.
She tuned out what they discussed at the start, it was mostly a debate on whether to let Ottavio and the rest of the Varia in on the plan. She knew that he's the traitor, so she made her opinion clear.
"I don't trust shifty-eyed people in glasses."
Of course, so far Xanxus, Lussuria, and Levi seemed to be on the side to tell him, and she was surprised for a moment becase Xanxus? Trusting Ottavio?
The world must be ending.
Then again, Ottavio is a Cloud, so Xanxus was probably trying to make him the Cloud Guardian. All she knew is, even if he did somehow survive, no way would he beat Kyoya.
Not that she knew how he fight or what he used as a weapon, but Kyoya is Kyoya.
On the other side, they have Sharky, Bel, and Mammon. She was actually surprised that Sharky seemed to disagree with Xanxus even though he was so loyal. I guess loyalty doesn't mean blindness after all…
She yawned as they both argued back and forth and underneath the table, she decided to make an illusion of a paddle ball and discreetly played it. It took them around what she guess was 15 minutes and the matter was settled on telling the rest of the Varia, and she sighed.
Looks like they're definitely going to get betrayed… and here she thought they might have a chance on straying from canon.
"Okay!" She accidently banged her head on the table, she let out a yelp as she rubbed it with one hand and straightened her back to meet the surprised and unimpressed looks of everyone on the room.
She played it off with a smile that made Sharky restless and pointed to the papers on the table. "So, there's the result of our trip~ Those are the rooms and map of the three floors that'll be used and the courtyard, including the sizes too. I could only get a rough map on the upper floors since there were many guards at the place."
Sharky took it as his cue and continued, "I also talked to Aunt Kiyoko and Nono, here's the details on where the guards will be placed. Apparently Sawada is the one in charge of choosing the guards."
She felt guilt hit her hard as she realized she'll be betraying her mom… she actually likes her mom.
He stood up and pointed at some places in the map. "Here is the main room for the meeting, it'll be the most guarded. Here's the place for the guests."
Xanxus let out a praise that made Sharky beam and he turned to her, "Will your guard be following you?"
"Nah, as long as I'm on the Vongola property, he has been ordered to leave since everyone's ordered to report when it's about me."
Because Nono was a paranoid man, yet somehow he made so many mistakes in his runtime as Nono.
She tuned out the following conversation and stared blankly while she thinks on what she should do. She could try to fight, but against Nono? Yeah, she'll lose. Badly. But what can she do? If she can't fight, then that only leaves-
"Distraction-" She mumbled out and slapped her hand over her mouth. Everyone was staring at her, and Bel made a comment on her daydreaming.
Everyone then started to talk over each other on how she should concentrate and she tuned it all out as she zeroed in on Xanxus who seemed to contemplate something, and amazingly with a quick order, they were all silent and looking at her.
Ah man… I'm pretty sure this counts as dictatorship.
"Well, you all talk about how to fight Nono and everyone. I guess since Boss-man will be with Nono, he could attack from the inside while someone causes a distraction outside and block off help."
And with those words, she sealed in her fate and is no longer a bystander, but a main participant. Even worse, everyone seemed to contemplate her plan and agree with it, Mammon saying it was "simple yet effective."
"Scum."
She's starting to hate that word, really she did.
"You're in charge of getting information. Get the date of the meeting as soon as you can."
Fuck you.
She nodded dumbly and stared blankly on the map, half listening and half panicking inside.
What am I going to do?... I guess I could just be forward about it…
Maybe it would lessen her guilt…
"Soooo…" She started as she swallowed a bite of her food, looking at both of her parents who were both seated in front of her. A rare occurrence, especially since her dad and her still has a weird relationship, because of course her learning the Mist Flames so quickly and hanging around the Varia was going to it more awkward for the man who wished for a normal child.
(No, she was not bitter at all. She was… disappointed…)
"Xanxus-" both of her parents stiffened at the name and she internally rolled her eye, "- invited me to the big meeting you're all so hush-hush about." She turned to her mom since her dad had paled so much at the news.
"When is it? I need to tell Enma that I can't hang out! Oh, and I need to send a note to school!"
Her mom looked askance at her dad who shook his head and looked equally confused and alarmed.
She swung her leg on her seat and spooned herself another bite of the risotto her mom made.
Alessandra is very pleased to have a mother that cooked often… it tastes better than all the fast-food and take-outs she always had in her previous life.
She was taken out of her musings as her mom cleared her throat, "And what exactly is your relation with Xanxus?"
Her back was straighter than usual, shoulders stiff and her eyes kept scanning Alessandra's figure. She could see the gears turn in her head at what she's implying.
"Hm? He's interested in making me a Varia member." She took another bite of the risotto and watched as her mom froze while her dad choked on his food and sputtered out something that she couldn't make out.
"So… is that a yes or a yes?"
"Y-Y-YOU'RE SEVEN-" He lashed out, his hand knocking over a glass of water and he panicked around to get a towel to wipe the mess off while her mom just sighed and cleaned it herself.
She watched the whole mess unfold in amusement. The scene reminded her of how Sharky acted when she jokingly said that she should join the Varia and he just started shouting reasons why that would lead in a disaster.
(She would've been amused, but then he brought up the fact that she's only 110 cm and how the fuck is that relevant?)
Technically speaking, Xanxus did want her to be his Cloud Guardian, so it's not a stretch to say she's going to be around the Varia often enough to become a temporary member. Not that she agreed with it, but what her parents don't know won't hurt them.
Well in this case it would, but y'know.
She finished her dinner quickly, practically shoving the food into her mouth – which earned her a disapproving glare from her mom – before turning to run to the stairs, "Oh yeah! Sharky and Lussuria's gonna pick me up to get a suit tomorrow!"
"Alessandra."
She turned around and met the serious gaze of her mom.
"November 4th. That's when it's held." Her dad's mouth just hanged open and looked at her as if she's lost her mind.
(Secretly she wonders the same.)
She nodded and walked up the stairs and ignored the conversation her parents were having downstairs.
Looks like being forward actually worked for once.
Squalo let his eyes wonder to the brat's leaving figure along with the Boss after she told them about the date and wondered what she was planning.
He knows the brat – as unfortunate as it may be – and she has been rather tame lately. It was the calm before the storm, whatever the brat's planning, it's going to be a big one.
"Yo Sharky!"
"Che, what is it brat?"
She looked at him with eyes that suddenly became too old for her face and her smile turned into the unsettling one that was foreign. "What will you do if this whole thing fails?"
He shook his head and snapped out of his daze and turn to address the rest of the Varia who were piling away papers. "VOIII! WE NEED TO DISCUSS WHAT ROLES WE EACH HAVE!"
And they did, and it didn't take long to establish roles for everyone and create plans for scenarios. It was the usual. He and Ottavio will be with the Boss, Levi will be with Lussuria, so that leaves Mammon with the double brats.
Their each strength and techniques were pretty familiar, so it wasn't hard to discuss that part, until it was time to discuss the brat's part.
Their eyes all seek out Squalo, who's trying his best to describe the enigma that is the brat to them.
"The brat's physical prowess is decent." He tried to recall her fighting. It wasn't bad – for her age group? Scarily so. For Varia? Only decent – her planning was solid and in a real fight she becomes a machine who was unpredictable with that unreadable face of her. But… "She's careless. She can dodge pretty well, sometimes she becomes unpredictable, and she hits hard, but she always end up in that head of hers."
"Hmm.. The peasant doesn't seem all that good to me~"
That was the frustrating part of the brat. She clearly could be better, fuck if she wanted she could probably be recruited to the Varia – not that he would let it, he would never let the brat into the only safe haven he has left – but she instead waste it to play house with the wimpy brat.
"She's the most silent one after Mammon, almost unnoticeable unless you were focusing on her from the start."
But no, she was unmotivated, and was so lazy that she would probably let someone throw rocks at her if her reflexes weren't good enough, and instead of using that fucking brain and talent, she'd rather sleep the days away.
Really, the brat and the Boss aren't all that different.
Squalo still doesn't know what to think about the heavy stare the Boss makes as he settled his gaze on where the brat had been sitting. He recalls the way the way the brat familiarly acts toward him and the bruise on her neck that seemed like ages ago and files it away in his brain with a note of something that he would never admit to himself.
"She's able to generate flames at will."
"What?"
He shrugged and leaned on the wall, arms folded over his chest.
"Sometimes she coats her spear with it, she's a Mist. Not sure how good she is with illusions, but she's better than most."
"Muu… the kid's terrifyingly good at picking up illusions and copying it." He heard Mammon mused as their lips curled. "She even used one of my techniques on an annoying newcomer. Though she needs work on some of her simpler illusions."
Huh… that was something.
"Wait hold on- we're missing the point." Levi barged into the conversation, abruptly, eyes narrowed and he would see sweat forming on his forehead. "You're implying that that child can weaponize her flames."
"That's what I'm saying." He rolled his eyes.
"That's impossible, Flames can't be weaponized."
"Hmm? But Alex-chan's an illusionist isn't she? Even Mammon-chan could integrate flames into their illusions?"
Levi opened his mouth but Bel beat him to it. "Shishishi~ So the brat's special hm?"
"How the fuck do I know? The brat's family's fucking filled with weirdoes." He vividly remembers a raven haired boy that manage to get him off-guard and hit him in the stomach before the brat came in and physically dragged him away and got hit repeatedly herself.
What the fuck are people feeding their children these days?
"Muu, her mother, Kiyoko is able to do it."
"Hm. So it's a family thing?" The explanation seemed to sate Levi, so the matter was dropped.
Silently, he wonders if it was such a weird thing to be able to summon your flames like the brat.
"Shishishi~ So where do we put the brat? Isn't she pretty much useless then?" Bel leaned on the table, "If all she's good at is on her lightshow? We should probably just bench her."
"Che, putting her with me is just gonna be dead weight." He scoffed, and glanced at the files that the Boss gave them.
"Muu, there's no use putting her with me, I'm the better illusionist between the two."
"Shishishi, the Prince also doesn't want to deal with the peasant~"
"So is Alex-chan going to be with me and Levi?"
That was probably the most logical thing for the brat, but there was a something about the arrangement that felt wrong in his gut, putting the brat to fight with those two.
"No, we're putting her with Bel and Mammon."
"Shishishi."
"Muu, fine."
That's right, she has one advantage over them all, placing her with Levi and Lussuria is just going to make her a more noticeable target and render that advantage useless. He glanced at the papers and a plan was forming alongside his grin.
The brat may be craftier, but his plans had always been better.
Alessandra squirmed a little bit but kept her face blank as she walked with Xanxus and several low grunts, who all looked as nervous as she felt, towards a clearing in the woods near the Varia Manor. Don't tell me he's gonna kill me?!
No… there's only three months before the Coup. No way he's gonna kill her… Right?
Alas, she did feel a little bit annoyed. He called her – well, he sent people to call her – at 4 A.M. in the morning, even though the fucking bastard was still asleep himself, and now she was being taken away after waiting for him to wake up for 5 fucking hours.
Sure, she took a nap, but sleeping on a chair just outside Xanxus' room can never beat the comfort of sleeping in her bed. Didn't help that Bel kept trying to attack her in her sleep.
Stupid fucking psychopaths. What is with these people and keeping her away from sleep?
She stared at the grunts. One of them had a chair… a fucking chair and the rest had bags.
What? Is Xanxus planning a camping trip? She tried to lighten up her mood… it didn't work at all.
He stopped and snapped his fingers. The poor grunts just paled and flinch, they threw the bags at her feet while the one grunt set down the chair carefully and ran in different directions as soon as Xanxus glared at them.
Gee, no solidarity at all? Couldn't they at least bring me with them?
Because Xanxus looks annoyed at having to do this (Trust me Xanxus, I didn't want to be here either.) and he was glaring at her for just standing there. So she sighed and picked up one of the things the grunts took.
It was a gun. There were several guns of all types. So Xanxus brought her to the forest, and there's a pile of firearms on the ground. The question of why laid on the tip of her tongue but she doesn't think she wants to know.
Xanxus took out a stack of coins from somewhere and tossed it to the air.
"Go!"
"Wha-"
"GO!"
She just started shooting as she heard the rage on the order and heard the sound of the coins clattering on the ground.
Xanxus scowled and glared at her. "That was shit."
"Well, of fucking course! You don't just tell me to shoot without telling me-"
"Again!" He barked out and threw another set of coins, though this time she was more prepared.
She saw glints of the golden color of the coins and shot at it, cursing the fact that the sun was glaring brightly at the clearing, making it so that the coins were just black spots and made it so that her vision was that much worse.
The coins clatter to the ground. Previously, none of the bullets hit the coins (No shit-) but this time there were at least 4 coins that had dents on the edge and some even had holes. Of course they weren't enough for Xanxus.
Nothing ever was.
"Can you tell me why we're doing this-"
This time he snorted from where he was sitting, legs crossed over while his head leaning on his hand, and looked at her as if she just insulted him. She felt her jaw clench and narrowed her eyes. But before she could ask anything, he just threw the coins and didn't even bark out any orders and she just shoot and shoot and shoot until she went through all the bullets and guns inside the bag, and she had the feeling she knew who put them up for this.
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"WHAT THE SHIT SHARKY-"
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The routine repeated daily for two months and a couple weeks because someone thought her suffering and their annoyance for each other amusing. By the end of the third week, Xanxus was grinning proudly to himself and she was sprawled on the ground undignified, all the coins hit point blank dead center and she just want to go home and get a decent sleep before Xanxus moved on to whatever plans he has.
So in retaliation, she barged into his room with a violin and purposely played the violin badly. She even got Bel to join in and snapped pictures as they got him in a prank that involved glitter, pink hair, and illusions on courtesy of Mammon who agreed to join in to get even on Sharky (who apparently owed them something).
In the end, Sharky broke her violin, it got replaced by Lussuria with an even better one, and they have great embarrassing pictures of him that she was definitely going to show to Aunt Felice.
Alessandra had a bad feeling that day, and no it was not because she decided to skip breakfast and lunch in order to meet up with the Varia, rather she felt unsettled with her current companion, which was surprising.
She felt unsettled around Enma, and she half wanted to laugh at herself and half wanted to stab herself because this is Enma. He's currently the most harmless thing she has to deal with so far. Physically, at least. Mentally? He brought her so much unneeded emotions.
It was the lack of something that she had trouble describing. The usual feel of his dormant flame wasn't there, because there was no other way to describe how presence can be conveyed through flames. Normally it was so faint and subdued that she would miss it on a normal basis, but now that it's not there it's upsetting. It's just… wrong.
(Again, she's still salty.)
Her lips pressed together and her hand was gripping the swing's chains so hard that it almost hurt, she stared at the boy who was rambling about his sister. There doesn't seem to be anything different about it. The boy seemed to notice her gaze and looked at her worriedly, "Um… is something wrong?"
"Who are you and what had you done with Enma?"
"Uh, what?"
"Oh nothing!" She shook her head quickly and a wave of dizziness crashes over her. What was she thinking? These were potentially Enma's last few happy moments in childhood before getting dragged into the Mafia mess. Her fingers curled on the chains even tighter and she blinked her eyes rapidly as the dizziness slowly faded, she could feel her Mist flames being stimulated.
"Are you okay?" His eyebrows were furrowed and concern practically burst out of the boy as his eyes widen in panic and he looked around. "Are you sick? Um, I can look for your bodyguard and-"
"No! It's nothing! Just… what were we talking about?"
The look of concern was now laced with… amusement? Relief? The wave of dizziness crash over her again and she feel her flame flare up even more instantly. She felt faint for a moment before it disappeared as quickly as it arrived.
Okay, she was concerned about something… what was she concerned over again? She couldn't remember, why was she concerned again? Flashes of images pop up in her head and – right. She was worried about the Coup. Oh right, she was worried over who would spill it to Nono.
Wait, but that isn't right… The traitor's clearly Ottavio, that bastard's the only other one who could probably find out since he's a main member that wasn't in the manga. Since when was she worried over plot related stuff – the whole Coup shouldn't worry her, she knew that she could do nothing to stop it, so why worry now?
The Coup's going to happen soon after all… You only have a month…
The unfamiliar voice filled her head, and it felt wrong. Everything about this felt… off…
She slaps her face – an action that bewildered Enma. His face went slack, his eyes blank and his lips were pressed together in a slight grimace.(She could see something else in it. The way his body relax and his eyes look at her on yearning. Yet for some reason none of this seem important in her head, and for once her mind is quiet.)
She jumps up, grabbed Enma's wrist and pulled him up, laughing at the way he stumbled slightly and his face morph into his usual one as she dragged him away with a shout of "Let's get ice cream!"
The ice cream didn't taste as great as usual…
She still couldn't get the sense that something was wrong. She decided a little research wouldn't hurt.
Alessandra made herself comfortable on the couch. Just a few more days till the time to do the Coup. Was a part of her nervous? Not really. Excited? Kinda. But they spent the last few weeks and days discussing about all the plans and escape routes, so she was looking forward to their hard work finally in action (all she wants is just some peace and quiet and time away from Xanxus.
She never wanted to hear his voice say "Go!" ever again.)
It was no secret that she doesn't agree with Nono or Iemitsu, even though her dad seemingly had a good relationship with him – her mom, not so much. (Apparently her dad also went to the Young Lion for parenting tips, which explains so much.)
Considering that they are the reason Tsuna's flames were sealed off at a young age, she's sure the contempt was rightfully so. Because even though she didn't care much about that plotline in the anime, she finally realized how damaging the process could be.
There were barely any research done on sealing flames, and those that exist are usually just interviews on participants whose flames were sealed off unwillingly as a result of conflict between famiglias. And the fact that they did that to a civilian child when, for all they know, it could damage him badly?
Alessandra was willing to bet that Tsuna became clumsy and useless because of them sealing the flames.
She sighed and opened one of her notebooks and flipped through the pages, she figured this would probably be the last time for her to focus on herself before the Coup and whatever punishment Nono will have give them. The Tsuna ordeal will be taken care of by Reborn, if there are some permanent changes then she'll make sure Nono and Iemitsu paid the price.
She glanced at her notes, glad to finally have some time for herself.
'Flames are high-density energy. It takes from the person's life force and react to Wave energy.
wave energy- react with ring to convert into flame. (only reacts to same attributes.)
everything has wave energy, ring materials have more energy = easier.
other ways to ignite: when distressed and when emotional (aka Xanxus pissed of 24/7) - energy reflexively try to react to the closest thing with wave energy aka body (probably. Need more research).
body only emits small amount of wave energy - shouldn't be possible to constantly using it as vessel = drains too much - more fatigue.
Flames shouldn't be usable things (yet) - aka unless mist and sky, only a handful (seen so far: Aunt Felice – freelance healer, has ties with many large famiglias, Mom – a Hibari and related to Fon, flames are most likely taught by family, Arcobalenos) has properly constantly use flames as weapon - people who can use it freely are either from or have ties with old powerful famiglias or to the Arcobaleno.
Though generally unusable at will, they affect the person's way of thinking and actions as well as other's relationship with them. People call aura as Flames as it could still be seen and summoned, though it's unable to be weaponized currently.'
And that was where she was stuck with the whole thing with her. She's pretty sure she didn't need to be under stress to use her flames. They just came naturally whenever she wanted. Though she's thankful for the fact she could use it so freely, it made her overpowered enough that she had a chance to live.
Even if she's still crap at regular illusions. At least she's getting better.
(Not only that, she felt as if there was something wrong with the fact that flames couldn't be used as weapon. Her mom could do it, heck the Arma Famiglia – and man that memory brought her down a trip to memory lane – had weapons that were coated in flames. Something feels off about the Arma famiglia situation.)
At first she thought she may have had regrets in her previous life… but thinking back, she's curious of what could've happened, never regret.
She loves her parents even if they don't have time for her, she didn't get along with her brother and she never cared about him, but he could've been a lot worse. She missed her friends, sure, but these things happen for a reason and her friends – especially her best friend – were stronger than to let her death affect them.
They always did make fun of how she would most likely die first out of all of them.
(Didn't make it hurt less to think about it)
Her life had been easy, she never had free time and she wasn't the healthiest person, but it was so simple and she had been so lucky to have had a set of parents that stayed together, that would send her to the hospital and sign her up for different courses. She had been so lucky to have friends who were so supportive and who she can share things with. She was lucky to even live till double digits when she knows some children weren't so lucky.
She could never regret her life.
(Didn't mean she would accept her fate so easily.)
She turned the final page of the book, placing his thumb on the previous page so that he wouldn't need to look for it again, and took out a paper that was slipped there. She unfolded the paper and looked at the information she scribbled – ignoring some of the doodles she did when she was bored.
' – can use flame without tool - result of stress, possibly?Highly unlikely
– T 1: Larger energy pool therefore easier to access as the body needs release - more info needed
– T 2: Body emits larger quantity of wave energy - easier to resonate (what makes some things have more wave energy? - lack of info)
– T 3: '
She kept tapping her pen on the same spot as she tried to think. The first and second theory could explain, but there was no proof to any of them, and she couldn't come up with a third theory at all with only these information. She thought that maybe somehow her being someone who had knowledge of her previous life, and knowledge about the world she's currently in, somehow allow her to bypass the limitations of the normal human body, but that was too farfetched, even for her.
She decided to crosscheck with what she remembered with Tsuna. She's not sure how big is his reserve of flames, but the fact that Nono sealed it off means that the potential behind it was worrying enough for Nono to feel threatened that someone would go after him. Then again, he was bullied so the stress was probably enough to awaken his dormant flame as a child.
Though he did awaken it by falling and getting saved by it… it was probably a reflex thing.
Still doesn't explain jack shit about her, but if there's one thing she and Kyoya shared other than fondness over animals, it was stubbornness. So she would get her answers one day. And it wasn't out of stubbornness alone, she was a glutton for information – stupid unimportant facts, research that she deemed interesting, mysteries, puzzles, biographies – she loved them, they were fun and this current challenge was one of the most difficult one yet.
It also brings her pride to be the one to have all the cards in her hands, but now was not the time to stroke her ego.
Caught in her current elated emotions, she jumped when she realized that she has unconsciously clenched her fist and her flames radiated from it and she was suddenly things started to click as some unpleasant memories came back to her.
She quickly grabbed her pen and jotted down the theory, uncaring of the messy handwriting as she wrote in excitement of a possible answer.
'T 3: Resentment towards fate and the world - constant anger and rage.'
Sadly, things didn't get better even when the date of the Coup draws closer. She didn't know what she expected to happen that day, but Bel and Lussuria coming to her house was definitely not it.
Especially not when she had been watching TV with Enma.
"Shishishi, so this is where the peasant lives~"
"Oh my~ What a nice little house-"
She promptly closed the door and went back to the couch.
No… just no…
"Alex? Who was it?" Enma asked from where he was curled up on the sofa.
"Oh nothing, just a peacock and an ex-prince."
Enma looked even more baffled and she just smiled and she climbed to the couch and curled up next to him, hugging a pillow as she scurried away to make more room for her, before she felt killing intent radiating in the room and her body instinctively jumped to cover Enma before she could even think anything and a knife implanted itself on the floor.
She felt Enma shaking and clutching her shirt when he finally saw the knife as she turned to her right, where the killing intent was from. "Did you really have to do that?" She could feel the hair on her neck bristled as two figures invited themselves into the room.
"Shishishi, that was for closing the door peasant."
She rolled her eyes and scoffed, positioning herself and Enma so that they were sitting and Enma was behind her, who looked at the two newcomers in curiosity but she could feel the fear rolling from him in waves.
Distantly, she could feel a flicker in Mist Flames just outside the room and held Enma even closer to her. "Last time I checked, I told Xanxus that I'm taking a break from you psychos."
Enma's hand was shaking. It wasn't supposed to be shaking.
She had the disposition of a cat dunked in water and looked as if she was going to commit arson. Suffice to say, she didn't look happy. Her hand twitched and she wanted to just hack off his smile with her spear.
"Shishishi, dunno~ We just got orders to get you." He cocked his head to the side. "Who's the other kid?"
Lussuria strode through the room and closed of the distance between the two and crouched in front of Enma. "Aww, just look at you, so adorable~" He cooed and Enma nodded with a small but audible "Nice to meet you." Sounding unsure of himself and hiding even more behind her that made Lussuria cooed even more and she would probably join in the cooing on a normal basis.
"Well, it's nice to meet you too! Sorry but we're going to need to borrow Alex-chan for a while." He clasped both of his hand and looked at him pleadingly. Enma just sent her confused inquisitive glances and she sighed.
She can't get a peaceful day with these psychos.
So she tousled his hair and told him to go immediately straight home and promises to spend the entire day with him tomorrow. Enma nodded, unsure, but left the room while sending curious peek at Bel and Lussuria. Once he left, she glared hard at the two but moved to changed her house clothes to a short plain light purple dress.
"Shishishi, nice kid~"
"Touch him and I'll tell Mammon you're the one that broke their expensive vase."
Alessandra slouched on the seat, swatting Bel's hand who kept trying to poke her while laughing that stupid laugh at her. Her fingers would twitch to grab her spear, but after the last incident, Lussuria has banned weapons in the meeting room.
Lussuria may not be a woman nor was he a mother, but he was as scary as one when he wanted to.
That, and the fact that there parts of the room was still damaged because of her and Bel. Mammon is still asking for them to pay for damages, and she had to snort. What damages? Some furniture got demolished in their fight, and a door but that was already kinda broken from Sharky and Xanxus constantly kicking it!
Despite that, she still paid for half of it.
"Uh yeah, so… give me a good reason to stay here? You did just kidnap me here?"
"Alex-chan~ Kidnap's a little exaggerated isn't it?"
No. No it wasn't.
"Sorry Lussu!" She smiled and shoved her hand into the pocket of her hood and kept it there for a while. Stupid Coup, and to think she finally had a chance to rest.
Sharky, Levi and Mammon joined them and sat. Levi and Sharky on the long sofa, Bel on the sofa's armrest with Mammon perched on his shoulder. Lussuria and her were seated on another sofa across them.
"O… kay? So what now?"
Why was she even here? Her part was pretty clear already and they already discussed their own roles and what the lower grunts would do.
"VOOIIII! BRAT START THE BRIEFING ALREADY!" Sharky bellowed and somehow, she was even more baffled.
"Wha- why should I start?!"
"Muu, the Boss said that you would lead the meeting."
"Again, why me?"
There was a pause as some of them glance at each other before settling in on, "Delegation."
Oh fuck her and fuck Xanxus in his stupidly handsome face.
"Okay…" She settled in her seat and rubbed her eyebrows, might as well get this over with.
"So, everyone got their role and position, so let's skip that, I'm sure we've all heard it at least five times. Uh…" She racked her brain and scratched her head. What the hell should she discuss?
"The grunts will be divided between team Alpha and Beta. Team Omega will operate individually and away from the two teams. Team Alpha will have 23 grunts, stationed here," She pointed to several positions and finds herself puzzled and uncomfortable by how everyone seems enraptured by her explanation. She raised her eyebrow in curiosity. They're definitely planning something."
"…Vice Captain will be with team Alpha and will be with Gramp-gramp, Nono, and other peoples… Team Beta will have the rest 21 grunts and will be stationed outside, but since they're ex- oh you know what? Fuck this!" She jumped over the couch and backed away from the group. Her hand moved and she held her spear near her chest.
"Okay- jokes up, where's the camera? Haha, funny joke!"
She narrowed her eyes and glanced around in suspicion, "What are you talking about Alex-chan?"
"Oh stop it! Where's the insult – why aren't any of you attacking each other?!"
"VOIII! BRAT WHY ARE YOU GETTING HYSTERICAL?."
"Muu, I'm not paying anything."
"Shishishi, the peasant's going crazyyyy~"
"I knew we shouldn't have a child in this mission!"
She backed up even further and hit something hard, so she dropped her head back and paled as she saw the smoldering gaze of a certain someone and she froze.
"Scum-"
"Uh yeah, I blame Sharky for anything and everything that happen- WAH-" Something covered her vision and she scrambled her arms and dropped her spear before she was able to gather the cloth in her arms.
It was dark blue, the cloth is made of cotton, but it was stiff. She unfolded it and saw that it was a coat that was almost identical to the Varia uniform with its popped collar, the length was most similar to Sharky's uniform which he wore like a trench-coat, but unlike the uniform, it's much looser and reminds her of a kimono – especially the sleeves that could be doubled as pockets. Looking closely, she could see stitched design of scenery and dogs that reminds her so much of those Japanese panel paintings and are made of a lighter color, subtle enough that you can only see it from certain angles and light but can't be seen from far away. There was also a piece of cloth connected to the waist from the back that really reminded her of a kimono obi, it was a lighter shade than the coat, but still dark, and there were designs of flowers that took her several moments to recognize as camellia that were white but outlined with red thread that made a design and connected the flowers.
Her mouth feels dry as she holds the cloth with both of her hands and held it away from her body. "This is?" She asked tentatively.
She looked up to see Xanxus with a grin that was full of teeth, "Shibori cloth died from real indigo. Fire retardant up to 815 degrees Celcius."
He marched toward his seat and lounged there with his feet propped up as usual and she turned around to see the Varia all in some form of amusement and Lussuria was holding a camera, "Wait- you're all in on this?"
It was Levi who spoke up first, well it was more of a scoff, "Of course, we can't let you run around in those stupid dresses, so you'll be wearing that from now on."
"Shishishi, its odor and dirt resistant too~ Who knows? Maybe you would stop stinking up the place."
"The only thing that stinks is your clothes that you dump in Levi's laundry," She snapped back without thinking, but everyone noticed the lack of bite in the words.
She feels something tug at her face and tried her hardest to stop it as she held it closer to inspect it.
"Heh, and unlike your usual clothes, it protects wounds from bacteria too," She snapped her head voice at the pride that was laced in Sharky's voice and she had to mentally kick herself to stop herself from choking up.
They are a group of assassins.
"Muu, it costs a lot too, you better do good work kid."
They are cold hearted killers.
"Put it on Alex-chan! You would look so good with it! Oh the custom suit also arrived~ We had to make it from special fabric since Squ-chan didn't want you to get hurt!"
"VOOIII! I SAID THAT IF SHE GOT HURT WE HAD TO DEAL WITH THE EXPENSES, HOW MUCH OF THE BUDGET DO YOU THINK GOES TO REPAIRING SHIT HUH? WE CAN'T AFFORD SENDING THE BRAT TO HOSPITALS-"
She traced over the design with her thumb, and her eyes felt hot as she blinked back what would be tears.
They're a group of assassins, they're cold hearted killers, they're psychopaths.
"Ushishishi, Squalo's blushing~ Squalo's blushing~"
"VOIIII- STAY STILL AND LET ME CUT YOU PRINCE BRAT!"
"Hm~ don't wanna~"
"Muu, you're going to destroy more furniture!"
They're a group of assassins, they're cold hearted killers, they're psychopaths.
They're family.
Fuck
She snapped her eyes before opening it and put the coat on, letting the material drape on her as she bent to grab her spear. Alessandra leveled all of them in a steady gaze and grinned, "Well then, we better fuck shit up at the meeting then!"
Whatever preconception she had of the group shattered and slowly changed and she didn't like it, not one bit.
But... just for the day, she'll stop being Jennifer and enjoy being Alessandra and the people she has. She'll forget how she's leading these men into a war they won't win, and she'll ignore the fact how those eyes will one day turn to look at her in anger.
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"Holy shit! There are pockets in the waist! I officially love you guys!"
"Um, Alex? You're ice cream's melting?"
"Hm? Oh- shi- I mean shoot-" She brought her hand and licked the melting ice cream before biting into the ice cream in a manner that made Enma cringe.
Then as soon as she finished devouring the sweet treat, she gave him that really weird smile that does look nice, but isn't like her usual one.
Enma stares at the smile… He likes her usual smile more.
"Are you okay?" He leaned his upper body forward and his hand wanted to touch her shoulder, but he decided not to, so it was awkwardly in the air before he placed it on his thigh.
"Nothing! You just caught me off guard!"
She's lying. She looked down on the ground, bending and straightened her leg repeatedly, the swing moved with each movement. Her lips were pressed, her clean hand kept twisting and twisting her hair. She's paler than normal, and she actually looks sick.
"I… no. It's nothing." She smiled while shaking her head.
"You're doing it again…"
She turned her head slowly at him and looked curious.
"That thing. Where you smile and say it's nothing but you always end up getting in trouble." His voice grew quiet as he looked away from her gaze and scratched his cheeks.
"…Enma, you're smarter than you look…" She chuckled, but it wasn't like her usual chuckle. She sounded… tired?
"I'm going to be busy. I won't be able to meet up with you. Probably for a week."
"Oh."
Enma felt like that one time he and Alex played in the river and they fell. The sudden feeling was cold and it washed over him and he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his stomach.
He wanted to say that there has to be more than that… She left him before, and she was never like this. She was usually so happy and bright and brave.
Seeing her like this made him feel bad too, she was so strong and kind, why is she worried? She'll probably fight back and win and tell him more stories and play with him-
"Enma, we're gonna be friends forever right?"
"Of course!" He cried out immediately and pressed a hand over his mouth and felt his face getting warmer. "I-I mean, we still have to celebrate your birthday tomorrow!" He could feel the way his face turns warm.
She turns to him and ruffled his hair, her smile still off and her eyes was staring at him with a weird look and he tried his best to get it off.
The face she made stuck with him, and when his life took a turn for the worst, it kept haunting him.
Omake
Just a Day
-June 7th, 1995-
Normally, days are just a blur to Alessandra. She would repeat the same routine over and over again. Train with Kyoya if he was around, go to school, get into trouble with Sharky, go home, hang out with Enma, and eat dinner with her family if they're around. But since she regained her memories, this particular date struck her to the core.
June 7th… the date of her death.
Woohoo, congrats me. 5 years of dying…
In her previous life, she would've been 22… she would already finish art school with her friend, she would've had a job, maybe a dog or two.
Maybe she would've had a boyfriend by now? Heck, maybe she would've ended up dating her best friend.
Maybe she would've been successful, her parents would've been proud, maybe she would actually talk to her brother were they both adults.
Maybe, maybe and maybe. That was all the things she could think of that day.
Did she wish she could go back? Not really… She was never someone who regrets things. She knew it was useless to be stuck in the past, she preferred thinking about the future and planning ahead instead of reminiscing times that had past. But today, just today she wished differently. Just for one day, she wanted to know what could've been.
Did her family mourn for her? Or did they just bury themselves into more work? Or were they grateful that the child that caused so much trouble was finally gone?
What about her friends? Do they still hang out? Were her best friend's parents still strict? Who does she complain to now? Did she move on and replaced her?
She buried herself in her blanket and snuggled into her pillow, letting time fly by. She was glad that Kyoya somehow got the hint and just left her be to train by himself. She would've gotten bitten to death by now. But that was hours ago, she's expecting him to burst in and kick her off the bed at this point.
Just today, she would be Jennifer again – the lazy girl who would sleep in bed all day and skip school. The girl who only smiled when her friends' are around, the one who looked for animal videos, and the one who would actively make stupid comments to deflect.
She heard the door clicked and open softly and there was extra weight on her bed. She didn't need to turn around to see who arrived. "Hibari told me." Was all that was needed to say before they both fell into another wave of silence.
I'm tired of this, I miss my old life. I want miss old friends, I miss living without worrying for my own safety, I miss living freely, I miss-
"Master, can you get me a glass of water? I'm not feeling well."
Of course she would end up saying that instead.
"Of course."
The door clicked again and she didn't know whether she wished to be alone of for Master to return.
Thankfully, both Kyoya and Master had the decency to not ask.
Red Mist
-June 7th, 1996-
Alessandra was livid, no she was beyond that. No emotions can describe her wanting to shot Xanxus in the head. How dare he sent someone to kidnap her and drag her through the window of her own house, how dare he forced her to a car on her death day and how dare he summon when he himself was still fucking sleeping by the time she arrived and when he was awake.
Last year, she ended up sleeping the day away, locking herself to only Master and the occasional sneering from Kyoya. She planned to do the same this year and the years to come, but it seemed she wasn't that lucky.
When he did finally woke up, he wrinkled his nose in disgust at her – and she knew she looked miserable.
"Stop your sulking, fucking brat! I didn't ask for you useless emotions."
Alessandra froze, and the rage and stress accumulated in her and something snapped in her. She laughed, then she laughed even harder and harder and she stopped. She glared at the infuriating, self-entitled man. Her flames roared to life and her mind was shouting at her, but she didn't care. Everything she kept to herself since she gained her memories: loss, sadness, irritation, grief, and most of all rage burst out and she wouldn't even try to do anything.
"You have no idea what I'm going through, so shut that mouth and if I want to sulk, I'm going to do it you self-centered bastard."
All she saw was a flash of anger on the bastard's red eyes before she felt herself pressed towards the wall and a larger hand holding her in place by her throat. "You dare to talk to me like that, trash?"
"I'm doing it now aren't I?" She bared her teeth at him and snarled as the grip tightened around her neck, from the sneer he was sending her, she could tell he was close to lighting up his hands in his flames.
Her mind was yelling at her, No, apologize- DON'T YOU HAVE ANY SELF-PRESERVATION?!
But she was to incensed to care about anything other than fucking getting away from this stupid bloody place and getting the hell away from that fucking car. She gripped the arm with one hand, and she could feel her Mist flames caressing her hand, encircling it.
"You have no idea – no idea what it feels like, to live and one day have everything robbed away because fate was being a bitch!" She choked out as he lifted her up, gray eyes met red and she could feel her flames engulfing her entire body.
"You have no clue, what it feels like to die just because of luck and wake up as a child in a world that just loves to torment you; you have no clue how it feels to know that no one could trust you but you have to trust them; you have no idea what it's like to be constantly forced to not being able to tell the truth and no one believing you once you do!" She snapped and from the corner of her eyes she saw her flames turn dark and it spiked out, burning the wall and floor, making Xanxus let go of her and she fell to the ground before she tasted iron in her mouth and started coughing out blood.
Xanxus stood back, glaring at her in distasted and gun pointed at her as she snarled at him, one hand helping her keep steady and another held the abused throat as she felt blood still on her mouth.
"You have no clue, so don't you fucking dare to order me around. I was the one to approach you, and I'm the one helping you. I could tell this to anyone, and the both of us would be killed." With a final snarl, she left and slammed the door, the satisfaction of hearing a growl and the sounds of glasses crashing didn't sate her anger.
The next day, she arrived with a plate of steak and an armful of expensive wines and tried to ignore the burn marks all over the room and trying to ignore the contemplating sneer – or at least she hoped it was contemplating – on Xanxus' face.
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For those that reviewed:
Patapatagirl: Thanks! I'm glad you enjoy the story! Alex has been pretty fun to write!
Guest: Well, technically this first arc is a prologue arc that establishes the events soooo, but the next chapter should be filled with more action
Guest: Don't worry, I have plans for Alex, especially in the future arc.
DragonClanMaster: Don't worry! None taken! Yeah, I was kinda aiming for the confusing and slightly unreliable narrator kind of thing. I'm glad you reviewed though, the next chapter especially should be rather straightforward!
YES FINALLY!
So I knew it's been awhile, but my laptop broke and I had to save up money to get a new one, and I completely rewrote this chapter 6 times because I either end up writing too long or not enough (one of them had included Alex going to Bel's country to recruit him, but I don't really want to make up an entire country…). But yeah, this chapter is just to establish the events to come.
Honestly, I don't really like this chapter all too much, mainly because I didn't exactly know what to write. Did I expect it to be this dramatic? Nope. Then again, considering the events to come, I'm not surprised that it did.
And the Omakes, I decided that Omakes with titles would play a part in the story, while those that don't are just a series of 'what could've happened'.
I'm not sure where Vongola is located at, but the wiki said that it's located in a lightly wooded area in Italy, and the first place that came to my mind was Veneto- since it has a big forest, so I thought Venice. But then, I decided to put it in Sicily, since Sicilian Mafia is a major criminal network.
I'm also not sure when the whole Arcobaleno curse was inflicted but I'm going to say it's 30 years before canon, so basically Fon had Alex's mom and Hibari's dad before he was cursed. (I kinda want to make an Omake where Aldo meets Kiyoko's parents and is just confused as to why he's talking to a baby instead.) Also since I don't know Mammon's gender, I'm going to regard them as them.
And Ottavio… I'm not sure how he acted on the Light Novel since I have no access to it, so I'm basing it entirely on the wiki. But I decided to make him a Cloud so that it would sort of make sense why Xanxus didn't look for one and why he doesn't have one for the Ring Battles.
Oh, and this is a section for my best friend who's reading this and kept constantly asking me why Alex is a mist and for some reason doesn't get it even though I kept answering for like 4 times, heck I even placed a part with Alex talking about flames just so I can talk about this (you can skip this if you want)
So basically, as you've seen, flames are going to be a big part (spoilers: especially for Alex's reincarnation), the flames for Alex are going to play a big role in both her character development and arc, so sure, she's related to Hibari, but remember that flames are based on the person themselves – aka you have to think about the environment they live in and how they were raised and like Lal, your flames may change due to things (in her case, the curse).
Now why I made Alex mist… flames in the series usually correspond to one thing of that character. Sky are people who are welcoming and accepting of others - though some are picky, Storm from what I see are people who would go to great lengths to achieve their desires and will be impulsive because of their dedication, Rain are the reliable people in the group - the one you know can handle themselves, Sun are people that are active in either the mind or the body, Cloud are people who seek out independence, Lighting are people who are ambitious and wants to achieve something, Mist are creative people - especially since they need creativity for their illusions, Night flames belong to the Vendice who are vengeful and seek out revenge, and the Flames of Earth are probably the same as the Flames of Sky, I'm still not sure what makes them different. Out of all them, Alex is most suited to Mist. Sure, she's somewhat independent, but she's more creative and needs others to use. She doesn't have that many aspirations, nor is she reliable. Sure, she's active, but in a more creative sense than someone like Reborn who researches everything or like Ryohei who's always shouting and runs around to invite people to the boxing club.
Not to mention, barely any CANON characters trust her, and Mists in the series aren't really trusted. So it's only logical to make her a Mist. (Fun fact, I was actually going to make her Lightning, but because of these characteristics, I change it to Mist).
See you next chapter~ Hopefully I'll be done with commissions so that it wouldn't take long (and hopefully we'll have more info on the stage play since I'm happy reborn's getting more stuff!)
