Okay! This should have been out sooner but I have a life xD which was 4 hours away from...not being there. I had to get my appendix removed, as I've stated before and up until now I haven't really done anything but play games. I haven't been allowed to do much actually which believe t or not gets annoying really fast. So Without further wait here you go!

Alteria:Am I the only one that thinks it's kinda gay that her dad died? I kinda liked the old man...

When I came to it was dark. The sun had been down for a while but for some reason none of the alarm clocks were anywhere in sight. I knew I was in my room because of the ceiling. The pepperoni was still there. Don't ask how it got there cause I'm still trying to figure that out myself. When I sat up I noticed my clothes were different. Even my underwear which was a bit disconcerting. Whoever picked them has good taste though.

I don't think I've ever felt so fucking numb in my entire life. Not even when mom died. Back then I just...I closed up. But even then my dad was there holding onto my shoulders the entire time we were in the hospital. But now...he's not there. Not there to hold my shoulders and tell me it'll be alright. He's not there to taste moms recipes or wiggle that funky mustache whenever a guy walks by. He's gone. I know this already I mean I saw everything, I saw his blood hell it was on my body. But no matter how many times I sit here and try to tell myself it'll be OK it doesn't feel like it'll be okay. Everything just feels kinda fucked up.

Yamamoto walked in the door, without tripping over anything. Which was curious cause my floor was an accident waiting to happen. There was a folded mass in his arms as well as a glass of something in the other. He gave me a helpless smile offering me the glass. I rose an eyebrow and downed it. For the record Vodka- straight vodka- burns like a bitch going down.

"Nana went crazy and cleaned the house. The rest of your laundry is in the dryer now...uuhhh..."

"Who changed my clothes."

"I did...Aru-chan I'm-"

"Don't. I don't wanna hear it." I didn't say it to be mean. I really didn't want to hear the word sorry come out of his mouth.

His forehead scrunched but a grin still came up to his face. It didn't reach his eyes though. Instead there was the pity that I didn't want or need. I'm a grown woman I don't need anyone's pity. Apparently I don't need parents either. I sighed, pulling my knees into my chest and Yamamoto sat on the bed.

"Ryohei tried...he really did but there wasn't anything he could do."

"Hmph if a box weapon cant do anything I don't imagine any hospital doing any better."

I guess the look on my face bothered him cause the next thing I know he's pulling me into his chest. He held me like that for what felt like ever...then I just kinda melted into him. I didn't want to be babied but dammit it made me feel better. Even if it was only a little...

Holy shit...I fell asleep again? The sun was out this time but that wasn't the disconcerting part. Yamamoto was stretched out behind me. Spooning me. Ok let me reiterate that for you. Yamamoto Takeshi is in my bed. Behind me. With no shirt on. Skin to skin with me. Where the fuck did my pants go? Before I could even get an arm off the bed he pulled me into his chest, breathing slowly on my shoulder. Any other time this would have been erotic...or even cute. But I have to pee. Like bad.

It damn near took a crow bar to get him to let go. When I stumbled down the stairs everyone was walking on eggshells. Nana handed me a cup of coffee and all I could do was look at it. The world is freezing over I know but I didn't want it. Tsuna sat in front of me at the table and tilted his head to the side.

"I'm fine."

"I wasn't gonna ask." he grinned faintly.

"You clearly have something to say Tsuna." I sat down in front of him glad the chairs in the kitchen were clothed instead of cold metal or plastic.

"I do. Question is do you really want to hear it?" I rose an eyebrow and shrugged, putting the cup down.

"Go for it." I crossed my arms over my chest. Why the hell was it so cold?

"I found you're mother." I blinked and tilted my head at him.

"My mothers-"

"Not dead. You're father told me where to find her."

"What the hell are you talking about? My mother is dead, been dead for 11 years Tsuna, 12 now. You expect me to be that-"

"It was a lie? Or maybe...an illusion."

"Illusion...are you fucking...serious?" The look on his face was indeed serious. I wanted to slap him. I should have but that look. It told me to believe him. To trust him. I didn't want to. Didn't want to fall for some stupid trick to make me feel better. I took a deep breath and a shiver ran down my barely clad spine.

"Don't fuck with me Tsuna-" he pulled something out of his pocket and I thought I would break down and cry.

"Where did you get that?" He handed me the small golden box in his hands. It was something my mother cherished. The swirling design on the top...I winded the crank and covered my mouth when it started playing it's soft tinkering melody.

Something to the wild geese it was time to go...

I had to gasp for air and blink keep the tears from falling but it was a failed effort.

"Where did you get this?" My voice faltered. "How?"

This was in my mothers hand when the car caught fire. She was trying to give it to me but I was being held back from her by the police...and here it is in my hand playing the same melody my mother used to sing.

"Do you believe me now?"

OKay I know it's cruel to leave you here after waiting for so long to get this rip off of a chapter but like I said the next few are going to be short. And yes for clarification sake her father is a bit of an illusionist. Nothing like Mukuro though he was a scientist and being a scientist and an illusionist didnt go well together but I wont go further into it without spoiling something so dear readers I leave in a baffled state for the sake of reviews xD