Chapter 10

I will not move, not one inch, you hear me alarm clock! I don't care how loud or long you beep, you can show off your temper tantrum to someone else because I am warm, comfortable, and refuse to move. I closed my eyes as I savored the warmth and relaxation of being curled up in my bed. Yesterday was terrible, I got kicked off of the volley ball team because Ami decided to start her pms and was talking crap about Tsuna and the gang…couldn't have that now could we? So I let her have it, yelling wise, no matter how much she deserved a good punch in the face, she wasn't worth being suspended over.

Beep…

And so it begins…bring it on alarm clock!

Beep…

Nope, you'll have to do better than that.

Beep…Beep…

Ha! Don't make me laugh!

Beep…Beep…Beep…

Okay now your being a little annoying…

Beep…Beep…

Shut up…

Beep…Beep…

"Alright I get it!" I yelled slamming my fist on the off button and possibly breaking the clock altogether, but there was no sympathy. That damn time teller had it coming…with its loud repetitive whines for attention…they make me sick.

Sighing in defeat I left my warm cocoon and swung my legs over the bed while I rubbed those gross little eye crusts from the corner of my eyes. What is that crust stuff anyway? Where does it come from…does anyone else wonder this? Anyway walking over to my closet I grabbed my school uniform and put it on along with the tan school jacket to accommodate the chill in the air. I threw my golden hair into a ponytail and brushed my bangs out of my face. I finished my daily routine and grabbed an apple to eat on the walk toward my higher education.

I should probably find another sport to take up, or I'll be forced to spend more time at home…with dad...no thank you. Now let's see, throughout all of my school years I have taken volleyball, basketball, tennis, gymnastics, dance, choir, karate, kendo, pretty much every martial arts, but what haven't I done? I know I sound lame doing all of this extra curriculum stuff, but it wasn't like I did it all at one time. Besides I only did all of this extra stuff so I wouldn't be home all alone. I mean don't get me wrong I love some alone time but after awhile…

I shook my head and took a bite of the apple and thought of any clubs worth joining. Well come to think of it, I don't have to join a club…I mean I guess I could spend more time with my friends. I shrugged and decided to dwell upon that later; right now I spy an all too familiar boxer with an 'extreme' complex.

I smiled and quickened my pace, "Ryohei wait up!"

The determined boxer looked my way and returned my smile, "Raphaela-Chan! Good morning!"

Once I caught up with my extreme friend we continued our way to school talking about his boxing club. I like Ryohei, he may be a bit dense but he's really sweet once you get to know him, and I think 'extreme' attitude was something to admire. Granted it can be a bit annoying buy hey, he's my friend, take the good and the bad right? During our conversation I accidently let slip that I was looking for a new club to join, and I could practically feel the determination radiate from him. That's right, he tried to suck me in too…but I'd be lying if I said I didn't think about it. Boxing is fun, and it would help me brush up on some fighting skills, I am going to be a hitman someday…maybe.

I merely smiled told him that I would think about it and then proceeded to change the conversation, oh yea sneaky right? Anyway after a few minutes of walking we made it to school and eventually had to part ways due to being in different classes. I walked into my class and sat in my seat before twirling my finger in my hair in a bored manor. Can you blame me, none of my friends were here yet, I guess I left earlier than I thought.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when someone put their hands over my eyes and spoke, "Guess who?"

I jumped a little and smiled as I knew who it was, he was the only one childish enough to play this game. "Gee I don't know, maybe it's the baseball captain who scored the game winning homerun last week?"

Yes I went to his game, he was so excited about it how could I not go and root for him and the team. He chuckled as he removed his hands and sat next me, staring at me with his shinning ebony eyes. He put his arms behind his head, smile permanently plastered on his face.

"It was nothing really."

"Are you kidding? It was great! The team played a great game." I grinned.

He smiled brightly, "It helps when you have friends cheering you on."

I could feel warmth in my cheeks and knew there must be a slight blush making its way to face. Damn emotions…damn Yamamoto for being clueless and cute at the same time.

"Which is why I wanted to ask if you would come to our next game? The team would love it and we could go back to my house after for some sushi." He grinned childishly.

I knew he wasn't asking me on a date. He always asks me to come to his games and we always eat at his dad's restaurant, this was normal for us. But the two Yamamoto fan girls sitting a few seats in front of us didn't know that. Once they heard, well more like eavesdropped, our conversation they turned in their seats and sent death glares my way. I maturely retaliated by sticking out my tongue at them. You can't get any more mature than that.

"Mira-Chan you're funny." Takeshi said laughing at my face, but of course still to clueless to understand what was going on. But he then continued, "So in return for coming to my game I'll go to one of yours."

That brought me out of my tongue hanging state and made me realize I haven't broken the news to him yet. In fact I haven't told anyone, except for my boxing friend that is. In my defense it did only happen yesterday.

"I don't have any more games Takeshi-kun." I sighed resting my chin on my hand and faced the cute sports captain. He gave a confused look so I continued to explain. "I got kicked off the team."

I watched as his eyes widened in shock and asked the million dollar question, "How come?"

I could explain how she trash talked Tsuna in the locker room, I could explain how she stalked Gokudera, I could explain that she couldn't keep her mouth shut about my friends, but I didn't.

"The captain doesn't like me too much…but it's ok, Have to stay positive right?" I shrugged and cast him a small smile, "Besides gives me a chance to try something new. Or hang out with and the guys more."

He looked at me a little unsure which I can understand, sports are his life. He was probably picturing how he would feel if he were in my position, this would be hell for him.

"I'm okay really, and to prove it I'll go to your next game." I offered with my cutest smile, and as if the conversation about volleyball never happened he flashed me an award winning smile and agreed.

School went by like every other day and I remembered that I had to clean out my locker in the locker room or else Ami will just throw all my stuff away. Sighing I told the gang I would catch up with them later and made my way towards the volleyball locker rooms. Entering the memorized combination I opened my locker to find my sports bag, uniform, hairbrush, deodorant, sneakers, and body spray. Hey when I play, I play HARD, meaning yes I get sweaty and smell. But at least I have the decency to do something about it, unlike some of the guys at this school…ahh puberty sneaking up on everyone. Besides I only smell after games and practices for like half an hour, and that's just the walk home and getting clothes and towels ready to take a shower.

I threw everything into my sports bag, including the uniform; I figure I should wash it before I return it. I then slung my bag over my shoulder and left the locker room. No sooner that the locker room door shut behind me, an all too familiar voice spoke.

"Volleyball practices aren't until tomorrow, what are you doing here?" Hibari asked in his usual, terrifying tone.

"Cleaned out my locker, I'm no longer on the team." I answered, showing him the sports bag draped on my shoulder.

"Leave before I bite you to death." There it was, I'm pretty sure that's his response for everything, but I wasn't about to risk another me getting my ass kicked so I nodded and left the school grounds making my way home.

It was generally a ten to fifteen minute walk from school to my house, and the whole walk was spent thinking about clubs and after school activities. Honestly why do I feel compelled to join a club? Ever since I was little…

I stopped dead in my tracks, when I was little….I frowned and hung my head. I know why…I remember now…when I was younger my parents would come to my games and recitals and dad would tell he was proud of me…and when mom…was gone it was just me and dad. I remember he used to love me still but then it was less and less until…we lost all contact completely. I groaned, that's why I'm obsessed…I'm subconsciously hoping that dad…

I was brought out of my thoughts when I felt a pull on my arm and my back being slammed against a wall. I hissed at the sudden impact to see a tall man holding me against the wall.

"Okay girlie, your coming with me." He whispered to me as he pulled me into the alley nearby. "Now give me all the money you got." He said holding the front of my jacket with his free fist drawn back in a threatening manner. I narrowed my eyes, "I'm in middle school stupid what money do you think I have?"

Stupid, yes, but I am blonde. I refuse to be a helpless victim, and the fact that a blonde got pulled into a alley way while she is walking is just cliché. If all of this is going to happen to me, the least I can do is be original…someone has to set an example for blondes everywhere.

"I'm not going to tell you twice girlie, give me all your money!" He tightened his grip on my jacket and aimed a punch to the side of my head, which I caught with ease. I stared into the man's eyes, "You're not to bright are you?"

I quickly kneed him in the groin and as he went down his grip on my jacket loosened enough for me to grab his wrist and twist it to the point he let me go, and his wrist was sprained. Just as I was about to exit the alley and call the authorities, I was shoved into the corner of the alley that was decorated with trash cans, trash bags, and to my blonde luck a shattered mirror…that I was thrown into.

I grimaced as I saw a hunk of glass sticking out of my arm, and winced when I pulled it out. Looking up I saw another man smirking down at me, "What should we do with her boss?"

Boss…what? I looked to the man that may possibly never have children to see him struggling to get up but answered, "Kill her."

The second man slowly walked over to me and brought a knife to my throat. "You should have just done the boss said you little brat." He laughed at me. I curled my hands into fists to knock these two out so I could go home and get some sleep but in one hand I felt the shard of glass. Deciding to even the playing field I quickly cut the strangers arm, making him drop the knife and punched him in the gut with my other hand.

"Stay down." I growled and walked over to the leader, "Come near me again…and I'll end you." I threatened before dropping the glass and leaving the alley. I pulled out my cell phone and told the police where to find the thugs, but chances are they're probably gone.

"Not bad, but you might want to bandage your arm." A baby voice echoed, I looked up to see Reborn standing at my home doorstep.

"It's nothing, what are you doing here?"

The baby smiled, "Your ready for your weapon." He then threw something at my face with my good arm I caught it to realize that it was two sheathed daggers. I quickly remembered Gokudera's dynamite and Takeshi's baseball bat that turns into a sword.

"B-but I don't know how to use these!" I stuttered, it's true I never used a dagger before. I wasn't sure what to feel at this moment, I was given my own personal weapon to fight alongside my 'family'. It was…weird.

"Those are just training daggers, we'll start your training tomorrow."

I was in such a daze that I simply nodded and watched the baby hitman run back toward Tsuna's home. I walked into my house and headed straight to the first aid kit. Why do I feel like I'm going g to need this tomorrow?