Author's rants: Sorry for not inserting much comedy in the previous chapter. DX But I didn't want Nikoru to be so much like Yuri, so yeah. :D Hopefully, this chapter will make up for it. I might start Varia arc in the next chapter.. probably. I wanted to try and write the Daily Life arc first. :3

Disclaimer's in my profile, so don't sue me. I'm poor and cheap. And if i owned KHR, I would totally make Kyoko less of a Mary Sue and more of a bad-ass girl (like Yuri). :D

Chapter 10

Enter: Sasagawa Kyoko, Miura Haru

It was a nice and peaceful day, a fresh start. White fluffy clouds were complimenting the blue sky and bright sun. Now that the delinquents who were terrorizing Namimori Middle students were dealt with, the majority of said town were relaxed and peaceful. Too bad Kuraihana Yuri never fell into majorities.

"OH MY GOD!" an ear-piercing shriek could be heard from the Yamamoto Sushi Restaurant. A girl with odd hair and eye colour hastily went through her daily morning routine. However, this morning she decided to wake up extra early. Which was shocking - Kuraihana Yuri wasn't a morning person.

Taking three steps at a time, which wasn't wise as she tripped and stumbled more than a few times, Yuri hurried to the kitchen and grabbed two bentos. One was smaller than the other. The smaller one was wrapped in a purple handkerchief and the larger one was wrapped in a blue one.

Yamamoto Takeshi stood outside his family restaurant, wincing at Yuri's cries when she managed to trip over an invisible rock. It was only six thirty A.M. and yet he looked as jovial as ever. The sun was already up, seeing how it was spring. A yellow bird with an orange cloth wrapped around one of its tiny wings, could be seen flying around Namimori.

The baseball-player jogged at a brisk pace with his loud friend/roommate. He laughed merrily when he remembered why she was doing this.

Yuri shot a glance at the happy-go-lucky boy next to her. She wondered if asking Yamamoto to drop her off to school during his morning jog was such a good idea. In Yuri's opinion, what sane person got up at six thirty A.M. to go jogging? Oh, right. Most people in Namimori weren't sane at all. She sighed and adjusted her bag to lessen the chance of it falling off. Both bentos couldn't fit so she held the blue one in her hands, the purple one was of utmost priority so she stored it in her bag.

Yamamoto grinned and waved to Yuri as he kept running straight. Yuri slowed down to a relaxing stroll and returned the wave whilst entering the gates of hell- of Namimori Middle School.

The same yellow bird with the orange cloth flapped its wings and gracefully landed on his owner's bento. Yuri gave a sleepy smile and ruffled its feathers; it was her way of showing affection. Pulling a sunflower seed out of nowhere, Yuri fed it to the bird.

Sitting down on her chair, Yuri placed her bag on its hook and the bento on the top right-hand corner of her desk. She held out her hand, the bird took it as a sign to flop down and rest on it.

"Naru-chan, long time no see," the teenager spoke to the bird.

'Naru-chan', as he was dubbed, bopped his head up and down. He was always a bird of few words.

"I'm guessing you flew away during the battle between that psycho pineapple and the timid tuna?" Yuri gave a goofy smile at the unintentional alliteration. She was ecstatic to accomplish something like that; her brain was half-asleep, after all.

Naru-chan nodded once again to her previous question.

"Smart move," smirked the bird owner, proud that her little boy was so smart.

Yawning, Yuri thought it was best to take a quick nap before other students began piling in. She folded her arms onto the desk and laid her head on top, her forehead atop of her arms so she was facing the desk. Naru-chan flew up and repositioned himself so that he was now on her head, his own personal nest of blue locks. The duo fell asleep simultaneously.

oOoOo

Shirobara Nikoru jumped up in her uncomfortable make-shift bed when she heard an ear shattering scream. The fourteen-year-old shrugged. It must have been her imagination and, with that thought in mind, she got ready for her second year of Middle school.

It was still quite early, which would explain why she felt so fatigued, but it was the start of a new year of school so she thought it was best to arrive on time without having to worry about being late. Nikoru's eyes travelled to her two roommates and found it hard to believe that they slept through that screech.

Stifling a yawn, the amber-eyed girl walked downstairs for breakfast. She felt like she was forgetting something, but what?

Her unvoiced query was answered when a certain brunette screamed in fear.

Nikoru's eyes widened comically and dashed back to her shared bedroom. On her futon was a fully-grown white Siberian tiger with blue-gray eyes. Tsuna was quivering in fear from where he sat in his bed, Lambo was an arm's distance away from the feline's giant head, equally afraid of the creature.

It took a few seconds of anxious silence for realization to hit Nikoru. "Blue?" she asked in astonishment. How did her tiny cub turn into a fully grown tiger in half a day? "How did you get so big?"

Tsuna and Lambo were stunned into silence.

"Is this what Leon spat out for you?" Reborn's squeaky voice piped up. When Nikoru nodded vigorously, his lips curled up into a smirk. "Interesting. It must be the same as Enzio. That stupid cow over there," his eyes flashed over towards Lambo who stiffened under his gaze, "fed the tiny version of 'Blue' some candy. Tigers are carnivores, so when the stupid cow fed it something that wasn't meat, it caused that reaction."

Nikoru's face scrunched up. "So, unless I want Blue to grow to an insane size, I have to keep it away from foods other than meat? Oh God." She sighed, feeling more tired than ever. "I'm going down to get some meat." At the sound of 'meat', Blue swung his tail and purred loudly.

He was simply an oversized cat.

After turning Blue back into a tiny cub, Tsuna and the gang (Gokudera somehow ended up walking with Tsuna and Nikoru) met up with the Sasagawa siblings. Ryohei, the exuberant one of the pair, ran off with Tsuna while the others chased after them. Nikoru had a nice, girly chat with Kyoko. It was a pleasant change once in a while.

oOoOo

The door of classroom 1-A slid open and a raven-haired boy gracefully walked towards the sleeping figure. A metallic click could be heard within the empty room. As the boy was about to strike with his tonfa, he noticed a yellow bird perched on the girl's head. Both animal and human stared at each other, neither wanting to back down.

The bird's eyes snapped open when he heard the door open. Unlike his owner, Naru-chan was a light sleeper and never let his guard down. He did belong to a criminal beforehand. The bird was like a bodyguard, protecting its owner.

Hibari was inwardly debating whether or not he should hit the herbivore sleeping in front of him. If he did, then the bird (which looked similar to his own) would be injured. Hibari Kyoya didn't like hurting animals, because in actual fact…HIBARI KYOYA WAS A TSUNDERE!

Displeased, Hibari changed the position of his tonfa so that the bottom part was in front. Using the tonfa, Hibari nudged her awake by poking her arm, as if touching her would infect him with some sort of disease.

That slight nudge caused Yuri to stir. Peering through half-lidded eyes, the girl met Hibari's cold gaze. She murmured a sleepy 'good morning' and sat up, stretching her arms and arching her back.

"Herbivore, sleeping on school grounds is prohibited," he stated in that demanding tone of his. "You shouldn't be in the classroom anyhow. It is the start of a new year meaning that you must be outside where the noticeboard is located, stating which class you are in."

Yuri was too tired to retort, "Oh," she uttered. "Thanks for informing me, Kyo-chan. Who knew you were such a nice guy." She plastered an odd grin on her lips.

"Hn. I don't do things unless I get repaid for it. You owe me one. Go to the Reception room during lunch, or else," he commanded and let the 'or else' hang in the air whilst he walked out.

Yuri's grin fell. "Greedy skylark." She left with her possessions, yawning widely in the process, and strolled leisurely towards the front gate.

Naru-chan was repeating her previous comment over and over again. Unlike Hibird, Naru-chan's voice wasn't as high-pitched. His voice was like a little boy's voice, i.e. Reborn, Lambo. It wasn't deep as a man's and yet it wasn't as high as a girl's.

Yuri made her way out of the building, when she saw Yamamoto's tall figure walking directly in front of her and towards Tsuna and the gang. All grogginess disappearing, Yuri ran at an inhuman speed towards the boy. He didn't tell her that it was a new year and didn't he tell her that she had to go to the noticeboard at the front, and for that, Yuri was going to give him an earful.

As Yamamoto opened his mouth and was about to talk, Yuri rushed over and grabbed his collar - which was an amazing feat considering their height difference. Yamamoto was stunned for a while, not quite hearing the girl's words but he was brought out of his daze soon enough and began laughing. It was so funny; Yuri was just like a female Gokudera.

Seeing how Yuri wasn't going to stop shouting anytime soon, Nikoru cut in, "If Yamamoto-kun didn't tell you that it was a new year, who did?" Everyone else was thinking the same question.

Yuri let go of the grinning teenager and calmed down. She turned to Nikoru, a scowl/pout forming. "Kyo-chan did. But now I have to repay him, that stupid greedy bastard."

Nikoru smiled an all-knowing smile. It was just like Hibari to do that.

Tsuna facepalmed at Hibari's reason. The prefect certainly was…unqiue.

Gokudera scowled - nothing new there.

Ryohei's eyes were ablaze with awe. He was excited to see Yuri run over so fast and get hold of someone who was bigger than her without anyone noticing.

Kyoko was just smiling and giggling, as usual.

"Yuri-chan," Kyoko spoke with a carefree smile, "you shouldn't be using such colorful words, you're only fourteen and you're a girl."

Tsuna nodded slightly and fell even more in love with her. He thought Kyoko as brave for scolding a fierce person such as Yuri, even though they were meeting for the first time.

Yuri was taken aback. She never really liked Kyoko when she watched the anime. She was just too calm and never got angry, Yuri saw Kyoko as a Mary-Sue. Most of the main female characters in Katekyo Hitman Reborn were only there for emotional support, i.e. "Tsuna-kun! Tsuna-san! Do your best! Come back safely!" Yuri felt an involuntary shudder make its way throughout her body. She replayed Kyoko's comment; something the caramel-haired girl had said confused her.

Yuri tilted her head to side and furrowed her eyebrows. "Huh? I'm not fourteen…I'm thirteen."

The male portion of the gang's jaws dropped. Nikoru already knew, so she wasn't affected. Kyoko's eyes widened marginally.

At their astonished faces, Yuri elaborated, "Since it's April right now, my birthday will be in two months. Don't look so shocked; I started school when I was young and I'm only eight months younger than Nikoru and seven months younger than Tsuna… "

"Yuri-san, h-how did you know my birthday?" Tsuna was nervous. He didn't tell anyone his birthday, so how did Yuri know? It wasn't like she got a hold of his personal records…right?

Yuri blinked. What an odd question. "Oh, I'm a stalker," she said and nodded somberly. "What were you about to say before I interrupted you, Takeshi?"

Yamamoto's expression turned into a worried one, which meant he was about to deliver bad news. The baseball fanatic announced that he and Tsuna were in separate classes.

Gokudera had a smug smirk plastered all over his face. "It's a shame." His face said the complete opposite. "Don't worry. Just leave the Tenth in my care." The bomber patted Yamamoto on the back.

Yamamoto's expression never wavered. "You're in a different class too."

Gokudera snickered but he froze over when he heard what Yamamoto said.

Yuri laughed at Gokudera's strange face. She doubled over in hysterics while Nikoru's lip twitched, trying and failing to hide her amused smile.

"We're all separated," Yamamoto stated glumly.

"Wait," Yuri calmed herself down, "ALL of us? What about me and Nikoru?"

The gang rushed over to the noticeboard, Yuri and Gokudera shoving everyone out of the way unceremoniously. While Tsuna was fussing over being in a separate class from Kyoko, Yuri smirked triumphantly.

"Yay! I'm in class A with Nikoru! Haha, we've been in the same class since the 4th grade meaning we're inseparable!" Yuri exclaimed to no one in particular as a giant flame appeared in the background.

Nikoru was content with the class selections. She was with her best friend and Tsuna. Nikoru caught a glimpse of the brunette's downhearted demeanor and gave a comforting pat on his fluffy locks. It was a pleasant feeling, a feeling that she missed.

"Don't worry, Tsuna-kun. Even if the others are separated, you still have me and Yuri," she tried to cheer him up with encouraging words.

Tsuna smiled at her efforts and looked at Yuri, who was still laughing quite madly. All hope was extinguished for the poor boy.

Reborn entered the scene just in time, cosplaying as 'Vongolavsky'. Everyone besides Tsuna, Nikoru, and Yuri seemed to be deceived by the obvious cosplay. Tsuna, Yamamoto, and Gokudera went off to chase the hitman while Nikoru and Yuri sat down on the ground and talked.

The two girls recounted their experiences so far. Whilst they were talking, Yuri provided jaw-cracking yawns several times. Having enough of the interruptions and worried for her childhood friend, Nikoru asked what was wrong.

"Snoring Demon King," she answered bluntly.

"Snoring Demon King?" Nikoru repeated sceptically.

Yuri nodded drowsily. "Yamamoto and Ossan snore even louder than me-" Nikoru raised an eyebrow there, "-I only slept for a few hours when a nightmare crept into her mind. I was stressing out for half an hour, and when I tried to fall asleep again…" Yuri scowled, "I couldn't, because their snoring kept me up. So I spent the whole night reading fanfiction and re-watching KHR."

"What was the nightmare about?" Nikoru questioned innocently. Yuri never had nightmares and when she did, it never woke her up. That nightmare must have bene really frightening, scary enough to wake a deep sleeper like Yuri.

"…I'll tell you later," she answered hesitantly. "I found so many new fanfics last night about ChromeXHibari." Yuri shuddered violently, eyes widening noticeably. "How could someone pair up cute, innocent Chrome," her voice was gentle and caring when talking about the purple-eyed girl, "with that idiot." Yuri was similar to a demon right now, she growled when talking about Hibari and her eyes flashed menacingly.

Nikoru simply nodded in understanding. Yuri only supported Canon pairings like Lal and Colonello.

'Kufufu, who is this 'Chrome' person?'

"None of your business, Mukuro," Yuri spoke aloud, slightly miffed that he was eavesdropping.

Everything had gone quiet. You could even hear a pin drop or explosions from within the school that suddenly went off.

"…Mukuro?" Both of Nikoru's eyebrows shot up, eyes broadening in the process.

"Ah, well, you see…"

oOoOo

Yuri headed for her mountain of mattresses located a few meters away from Yamamoto's bed. She laid down on her stomach and turned on her laptop. Yuri hadn't used it in soooooo long.

Once she logged onto Facebook, her profile was piled up with messages from her friends, as was her inbox. Most of them were asking whether Nikoru and her were okay, where they were, and why they were missing.

Yuri explained to everyone that she and Nikoru were fine and that they had gone to a Japanese boarding school. She told them that the principal forced her to go because of her behaviour, (which was something that seemed believable) and Nikoru had to go because she was Yuri's partner in crime- ah, because she had a control over Yuri and would stop her from doing anything too extreme.

Yuri notified Fuyu of the truth, though. Fuyu had a special position in Yuri's heart, much like Nikoru. Even though they had been friends for only two years, they were so much alike - considering that they were both random and weird. Fuyu almost died when she heard that Nikoru and Yuri were in an anime world - because she, too, was a Katekyo Hitman Reborn! fan, although she didn't obsess like Yuri and Nikoru did.

Yuri was in the middle of telling Fuyu how idiotic she thought Mukuro was, when Yamamoto walked in. He informed Yuri that it was time to sleep, she looked at the time; it was 10 P.M. Yuri had just spent two and a half hours talking to Fuyu. They spent two hours catching up and thirty minutes talking about random things that came to their minds.

Sighing, Yuri logged off and placed her laptop away. Pulling the covers up to her shoulders, Yuri muttered a 'good night' to Yamamoto and was prepared for sleep to claim her. She didn't have to wait long.

The warmth provided by her blankets suddenly disappeared as did her comfort. Instead of feeling her soft mattress, underneath her back she felt something cold and hard. Yuri tried to move her body but something was holding her back.

She lifted her head up (the only thing that she could actually move right now) and saw three leather straps securing herself onto an uncomfortable table. One strap was fastened on top of her chest and shoulders, another was fixed firmly on her stomach and arms, and the other was clasped on her thighs.

Yuri surveyed the area around her. She was in a room cluttered with many machines. But before she could look any further, the door slammed open. Three men walked towards her. They wore lab coats that were white, just like the room. Their colour blindness astounded Yuri.

The men crowded around her. One had a clipboard in hand, another was bringing forward a gray tray towards the final man who was so close to Yuri that she could touch him; or hit him. If only she weren't restrained…

On the gray tray were various tools. One particular tool caught Yuri's eye; the one that the man closest to her was carrying. It was shaped like a butter knife, but the tip was much sharper and coated in crimson liquid.

Blood.

The man inched closer to Yuri. It didn't take a genius to figure out his next move. She stared at the man, giving him a pleading look as she felt tears well up. The man's cold eyes held no regret, it was more like content. He was perfectly happy to cut Yuri up like a lab rat.

Yuri hopelessly struggled against the binding straps. But…she was dreaming, right? She wouldn't feel pain or else she would wake up…right?

Wrong.

The man lifted the tool up towards Yuri's eye and brought it down. Yuri screamed in pain and agony. It felt like something hot and sharp was piercing itself into her eye. She heard the nauseating sound of something squashing; it was her eye.

The man lifted the tool out and all three surveyed her eye curiously. Yuri was still thrashing about, like a fish out of water. Even though the tool was out, her eye was still burning. It felt like boiling water was poured over her eye. One of the men held up a mirror, and in it Yuri saw something that stunned her so much that she stayed absolutely still.

On the mirror was a table, and on it was Rokudo Mukuro with a newly-gained red eye with a '六' etched onto it.

Yuri did the only thing she could think of. She screamed.

Yuri gasped aloud. She was back in her and Yamamoto's room. Yamamoto was still asleep without a care in the world. Yuri sat up and shivered slightly at how realistic that dream was, everything was so vivid. Even the pain…she felt it. Was this because of the mental link she made with Mukuro? But, Yuri hadn't activated it yet and, unless she did so, nothing should happen…

Trying her best to forget that horrid nightmare, Yuri went back on her laptop. With any bit of luck, fanfiction and anime could take her mind off of things. Yuri began watching episodes of a certain Mafia-centred anime, starting off with the very first episode. By the time she reached episode twenty-eight, the sun started rising. Yuri shot a glance at the clock - it was six in the morning. Yay, she had thirty minutes of sleep left.

Yuri fell back onto her mattress and closed her eyes, once again waiting for sleep to wash over her. Hopefully, the nightmares wouldn't return.

But then again, Yuri was never a lucky person.

Yet again, her warmth and comfort disappeared, but thankfully, she wasn't in that cold white room anymore. This time, Yuri was sitting on a lush green field of grass. It was comfortable. The sky was blue and fluffy clouds were spotted here and there. The sun was shining strongly, like the way it did on late afternoons and early evenings. It was Yuri's favourite time of the day.

The green grass stretched endlessly, there were a few trees and flowers here and there, but the one thing that caught her eye was a boy with pineapple hair.

Mukuro stood in front on Yuri, a playful smile on his lips. He wore what he usually wore when they show him in Chrome's mindscape. So this place was her mindscape? Nice.

Tense feeling vanishing, Yuri laid down on the soft grass and stared at the fluffy clouds. She felt Mukuro sit down beside her. Strange. Hey, wait-!

"Mukuro, how are you here?" Yuri asked, inwardly berating her idiocy. The mental link was supposed to allow both of them to have mental conversations (arguments). Mukuro shouldn't be appearing in her mindscape. He should only be able to do this with Chrome. Why was that again? Oh yeah, because he possessed her. Aw, crap. Mukuro possessed Yuri back in Kokuyo Land, so now…

"Fuck my life," she deadpanned, glowering.

"Girls shouldn't use such language," Mukuro chided Yuri with a playful smile.

She feigned mock hurt. Yuri placed a hand on her chest and gasped dramatically, "I am not a girl!"

Mukuro sweatdropped and smiled. "Kufufu. Whatever you say," he told her airily.

Yuri abruptly turned serious. "That dream… It wasn't a dream was it…?" Her voice was soft, Mukuro almost didn't hear it.

Mukuro stood up and took a few steps forward, causing Yuri to furrow her eyebrows in confusion. He gazed ahead, focused on something else as his bi-coloured eyes glazed over.

"A memory," he began, "of my past - of what they did to me." Mukuro's smile slipped slightly but he soon plastered a fake one before turning back to Yuri. Mukuro didn't want Yuri to pity him. "But they are dead now. It was a satisfying feeling to see their bodies crumple right in front of my eyes; to know that I killed them," Mukuro rambled on. He was waiting for Yuri to lash out at or him to grimace in disgust, but she simply wore a sad smile.

"Ah, the feelings of knowing that you've gotten rid of the people who have caused you pain." Yuri's had a faraway look in her eyes. The usual spark in her blue eyes was gone. "Vengeance, am I right?"

Mukuro's eyes widened. He really should know by now that Yuri would always say something unexpected.

A relaxing silence fell over them. Mukuro decided to bring up something that was nibbling on the edge of his mind.

"Yuri, do tell me why Ken, Chikusa, and I are in a fictional story?" His playful smile was back.

Yuri gulped audibly and her eyes widened in shock. "Y-you mean you saw that? You were watching everything through my eyes the whole time?"

Mukuro nodded.

Yuri inhaled deeply through her nose and was about to explain, when reality pulled her back.

oOoOo

"So it was you who screamed." Nikoru seemed to be more focused on that than anything else.

Yuri shook her head. Typical. "Yeah, but isn't there something more important that we should be talking about?"

"Huh? Oh, right. Mukuro knows, but at least he doesn't know what's going to happen next." Nikoru looked towards the bright side.

Yuri smiled. "True. I only watched up to this episode. I already explained to Mukuro our situation when I fell asleep in the classroom this morning. Speaking of classrooms," Yuri glanced up towards the building, "let's get to our new one."

"How do you know what class we're in?" Nikoru inquired, curious. She hoped Yuri wouldn't give her a vague answer revolving around how awesome Yuri was.

"Hmm, I'm sure Reborn would want all of Tsuna's family members to be in the same class."

Nikoru's mouth formed an 'O' shape and walked together with Yuri up to classroom 2-A.

During lunch, Yuri hurriedly ran to the Reception room. Without bothering to knock, she threw the door open unceremoniously and walked over to Hibari who was seated behind his desk, watching her with narrowed eyes.

"Herbivore, in future times open and close the door in a less boisterous manner," he commanded coldly. Receiving a blank stare in response, Hibari moved onto more important manners, like why he summoned her. "You fail as a secretary," he said without any emotion.

Yuri shrugged. She never wanted to be a secretary. She wanted to be a part of the Disciplinary Committee so that people all over Namimori could fear her- well, fear her red and gold armband. That was her reason, to gain the power so that people wouldn't even look at her strangely without quivering in fear. Yes, Yuri was quite…amazing, in her own manipulative way.

"So you are now demoted to being the Disciplinary Committee's dog."

Yuri's eye twitched. "EHHHHHHHH?"

Unfazed by Yuri's big mouth, Hibari dived into further details. "Whenever I call you, you must cease in what you are doing and go to me. Whenever there is something you have to do, you must complete your task without any complaints."

"Argh! You can't tell me what to do!" the short-tempered girl protested vehemently.

"This would not have happened if you had not chosen to simply sit by and watch entertainedly as Rokudo Mukuro," Hibari narrowed his eyes, "…fought me."

Didn't he mean 'beat me to a pulp'? Yuri noticed the slight pause as Hibari struggled to find the right words. His pride wouldn't allow him to admit defeat. Though Mukuro did have an unfair advantage seeing how he knew of the Sakura-kura disease whereas Hibari did not.

'It was his own fault that he was unaware.'

'I thought I cut the mental link… Oh, whatever. And Kyo-chan did burst in and challenge you oh-so cockily…'

"…So this is revenge?" Yuri summarized Hibari's intentions. The stubborn girl knew something like this was going to happen sooner or later, so she made a certain something for the prefect. "Hey, Kyo-chan, do you think you can let me go this one time?"

Hibari's instincts told him something was wrong by that tone the herbivore had used. It was too innocent and sickly sweet. He wasn't going to fall for her trap.

"I made you your favourite…" Yuri pulled out the purple bento and plopped it onto Hibari's desk. "Hamburger." She flashed a devious grin.

Hibari's gray eyes broadened somewhat, but it soon returned to its normal size. He merely grunted and dismissed the cunning girl who was hiding a triumphant smirk.

oOoOo

Reborn invited Yuri, Yamamoto, Gokudera, Kyoko, and Haru over to Tsuna's house for a sleepover, in celebration for advancing.

Yuri snorted at the image of guys having sleepovers. It was too weird.

Tsuna was having mixed feelings about this. A sleepover with other guys was weird but even more so when the girls were joining in too.

Gokudera was glad to stay with his beloved Tenth but was disgruntled to hear that the baseball idiot and the blue one would be there too.

Kyoko and Haru were ecstatic. It was their first mixed sleepover.

Nikoru was a bit apprehensive. Yuri and Kyoko's short meeting today wasn't exactly great, but it could have been worse. Now that they had to spend a whole night together, Nikoru was worried that her best friend might snap and show her Inner self.

Yuri didn't like girly girls. She preferred normal ones and…not-so-normal ones. Yeah, Yuri attracted a lot of weirdos and managed to befriend them through the procedure.

The guests all sat around in a lopsided circle in the Sawada living room. Kyoko and Haru were talking animatedly about a new cake. Yamamoto, Gokudera, and Tsuna were discussing something random. And Yuri was informing Nikoru about what happened with Hibari.

"Hamburger? You made a hamburger?" Nikoru asked her friend disbelievingly. Yuri was pretty good at cooking, but she was too lazy to lift a finger when someone else could.

"Yep, for bribing purposes only." She wore a smug smirk. "I know what you're thinking, it's not a burger. Japanese people pronounce it 'hamburger' but it's actually Salisbury steak."

"Ohhhh. Really? I thought it was a burger…"

"Slow person," Yuri deadpanned and shook her head at her dense friend. "I'm not sure if it's true though. I got it from Wikipedia {A/N: I don't own!} so it might be complete and utter bullshit."

All conversations died down, however, as the room dimmed and a spotlight fell on Reborn. Tsuna screeched at the mortifying attire. The small hitman looked as though he got a toy bear, tore out all the stuffing, and cut off the bear's face so that his own face could fit. Other than that, it looked quite adorable. Yuri pushed back the urge to hug him.

The Arcobaleno's lips curled up into a smirk. "Let's play Truth or Dare." There were some groans and outbursts of not wanting to play from Gokudera, Yuri, and Tsuna, but Reborn sent them a chilling gaze which efficiently shut them up.

Reborn chose Tsuna as the first victim. The small boy chose Truth.

"Hmm…" Yuri hummed in thought. "Who do you like better: Gokudera or Haru?" She snickered as the colour on Tsuna's face drained.

"I-I can't choose!" The small boy flung his arms around wildly in protest.

"But it's Truth or Dare, and you have to answer truthfully." Yamamoto felt compelled to explain the rules of the game to his friend.

"Tsuna-san obviously prefers Haru over Gokudera-san! Because Haru is Tsuna-san's future wife!" the chestnut-haired girl declared.

"Hah! As if!" Gokudera scoffed. "As the Tenth's right hand man, I mean much more to him than an annoying woman!"

As the two bickered like an old couple, Reborn moved onto Nikoru. She chose Truth.

Before anyone could ask her a question, Reborn intervened. "Explain how you and Yuri suddenly appeared at Yamamoto's place so suddenly."

Nikoru spared a hasty glance to Yuri, who returned the look and nodded. Everyone either than those three were busy trying to cool the still bickering duo down.

"Yuri and I…" Nikoru paused and shifted uncomfortably. "We come from a different world. From our world, this world is a fictional story that has been turned into a hit anime/manga. Yuri and I are kind of obsessed," she flushed and hid her embarrassment with a cough. Yuri smirked. "So we know what's going to happen."

Reborn pondered that for a few seconds and then, "That…didn't answer my question. Not one bit."

Nikoru's face met the ground as Yuri facepalmed and the pinched the bridge of her nose, muttering something along the lines of "Oh God…"

"I'll answer that," Yuri volunteered. "There's this witch, her name's Majo, and she was bored so she decided to send us here. Being the idiot she is, she sent us to any random place. I'm surprised she didn't send us to some crazy pedophile, then again, I wouldn't put it past her… "

Yuri and Nikoru let Reborn to digest this new piece of information.

Maybe that was why he couldn't read either of the girls' minds - because they weren't from this world. Perhaps their minds were set on a different frequency. Things were about to get lots and lots more interesting…

'Oi, Mukuro.' Yuri silently addressed.

'Hm?' Mukuro responded disinterestedly.

'You know how I was talking about a crazy pedophile? Yeah…I was talking about you.' The amusement was clear in her voice.

'…'

"Aww, he cut off the link," Yuri whined aloud, causing Reborn and Nikoru to cast her strange looks.

The trio finished talking and went back to the game. Haru and Gokudera's argument was forgotten, along with Tsuna's Truth question (which he was glad for).

It was Yuri's turn, she didn't want to choose Dare since Mukuro would be watching, too, so she chose Truth.

"Hahi! I heard that you're living with Yamamoto-san," Haru commented. "You shouldn't be living all alone with boys." Haru fussed over Yuri much like a mother would.

Yuri took a liking to Haru. She'd take Haru over Kyoko any day. 'Tsuna's future wife' was also an otaku, although she wasn't as crazed as Yuri or Nikoru. At least Haru knew of the mafia and wasn't as oblivious as Kyoko.

"True, but do you think Takeshi would do something indecent? And even if he did," Yuri chuckled darkly, "a painful fate lies ahead of him." A million scenarios ran through her head, each more sadistic than the last. "Oh, and Nikoru is living with Tsuna."

"HAHI? Tsuna-san, what is the meaning of this?" Haru screeched, outraged. The infamous 'Hate Flame' blazing intensely behind her as Yuri snickered at the trouble she caused.

Tsuna was inwardly cursing Yuri while trying to calm down Haru with his excuses. The stutters weren't helping.

"But what about your parents?" Kyoko questioned in a curious and worried tone. "You and Nikoru-san suddenly moved to Namimori and we haven't heard of any guardians or adults with you."

"Ah, it's a touchy subject so I'd rather we not talk about that." Yuri forced a smile, trying to keep the venom out of her words. If they pressed any further, she would explode with rage. "Haha, that question counts as my 'Truth' question," Yuri teased, hoping to steer the topic of conversation to something less troublesome.

"But that's against the rules," Yamamoto chided cheerfully, laughing all the way.

The baseball fanatic and his rules, Yuri rolled her eyes. "Fine, I choose Dare. No one else has." Forget embarrassing herself in front of Mukuro, keeping her childhood a secret was far more important.

Reborn popped up, still clad in his bear outfit. "I dare you to wear this for the rest of the year." The toddler smirked as a cunning glint shined in his eyes. He held up a black, rectangular box which Yuri received hesitantly.

Reborn expected Yuri to lash out, to scream in agony. However, he did not expect her to go,

"WOW! That's actually kinda cute!"

Yuri stood up in her cookie monster pyjamas, which consisted of a blue tank top with cookie monster's head and a cookie; she wore blue shorts that stopped mid-thigh. On her neck was a red and gold colour, it had a striking resemblance towards the Disciplinary Committee armband; on her head was a plastic black headband with fake, black dog ears on top; and connected to her shorts was a black tail.

Reborn's Dare was for Yuri to wear the dog ears and tail for the rest of the year, meaning that wherever she went, she had to bear the humiliation that came with the odd accessories.

Whilst Haru was complimenting Yuri's dog 'cosplay', Nikoru asked Reborn why he got that for her.

"I heard that Hibari demoted her from being a secretary to being a dog," he smirked.

"Hah! Who's the dog now?" Gokudera sniggered.

"You just admitted that you were a dog!" Yuri laughed hysterically as Gokudera mumbled curses under his breath.

"Uwa, it's a full moon!" Kyoko cried in awe as she looked out a window.

"Romantic, desu!" Haru nodded furiously.

Yuri blinked. A full moon, eh? It was already time. Yuri walked out of the room, telling the others that she was going for a walk; since it was a full moon, after all.

Author's rants: Full moon…? YURI'S A WEREWOLF? EHHH? LOL, maybe. ;)

Published date: 16-07-10

Edited date: 23-08-10, 05-10-10