Finally, the serious shit is starting! Kyoko, be prepared for shit-the SERIOUS type-to go down :D P.S. Last chapter I completely failed by naming it 'The Boogie Man'. THIS chapter was meant to be called 'The Boogie Man'. I don't know why my mind decided chapter 9 needed to be called that. I just...failed.

EDIT: Editing~ Because I make so many mistakes its embarrassing...

Reviewer quote/s:

'Oh my Giotto! XD I thought "I threw my phone onto my bed, a hand running through my hair" said "I saw a naked man running around my bed" XD My reaction: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK? KYOKO! You aren't playing any amnesia right?!'-InvisibleGoldStar

'Hana: my mom walked away when I was two

Me: so what do you do now?

Hana: I watch twilight

Me: I feel how depressed you are gal, I feel ya. But please leave that shit'-Anisthasia

I met Itsuki by the gates of my kindergarten. He was dressed in a trench coat, sunglasses on and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

It was strange how his foreign wife could be so traditional whilst he looked like an Italian gangster.

Next to him was who I presumed to be the illusionist. He looked young, probably in his twenties and also seemed to have an unhealthy obsession with the color black. Seriously, he wore black ski goggles obscuring his eyes, a black ski hat covering his hair, a black leather jacket, a black t-shirt, black skinny jeans, black trainers and black gloves.

...Dude, it's too much. Too much.

He's probably hiding Itsuki and himself using illusions, I thought as the small amount of parents and children didn't seem to notice their presence. A feeling of somewhat confusion then came over me. Why can I see them then?

Itsuki looked equally as surprised when I made my way towards them, certain my mum was gone now. "You can see through it?" He wondered out loud. "Interesting...Schwarz, I might need you later after all."

Schwarz as in the German for black? ...Fuck, his obsession with that color is beginning to creep me the hell out. I made a face as the other man nodded, snapping his fingers. Then, I turned to see an exact copy of myself.

I stared.

I knew this would happen, that they would make a copy of myself and set in loose into my kindergarten but the sudden thought of all my friends being around somebody who wasn't me without knowing it repulsed me. And the fact they might not know the difference between me and my doppelganger scared the shit out of me.

Glaring at her with abrupt hatred, she began to shimmer for a moment before vanishing into thin air. Surprised, I moved to wave in the space in front of me only to have Schwarz grab my wrist, squeezing it tight.

Too tight.

Wincing, I tried to pull myself out of his grip but Schwarz didn't react until Itsuki lowered his shades and gave him a stern look. "Asshole," I muttered under my breath, rubbing my sore wrist.

"If you had waved your hand there it would have looked to everyone else like you were putting your hand through her and broken the illusion," Itsuki explained (why didn't you just make me fucking invisible beforehand then?!) as Schwarz snapped his fingers again. I looked into the car window and, for a split second, I saw myself disappear. Then I was back again. "It seems you do have an aptitude for it," the yakuza boss commented thoughtfully before pulling a cane out of nowhere.

The fuck…?

He tapped against the car door and it opened as I looked suspiciously at Schwarz. The illusionist didn't move.

Fucking creeper.

Itsuki pushed me into the car with his cane and, after stamping his cigarette out, hopped in after me. "Schwarz, I trust you to carry out the job correctly."

Schwarz nodded stiffly and I had the sudden urge to flip him off. "Don't," Itsuki said warningly under his breath before slamming shut the door, the car lurching forwards. I put on my seatbelt because car fucking safety comes first. For all I know the car will crash and if I didn't have my seatbelt on like Itsuki then I would fly forwards and die.

And that, surprise, surprise, does not sound fun.

"He can make an illusion of killing you and you will go brain-dead," Itsuki finished.

I snorted. "He doesn't seem capable of that at all."

"Oh, he is," the dark haired man grinned darkly. "Those illusions you saw were just third rate ones. After all, normal children aren't supposed to see through them."

"Well sorry," I muttered underneath my breath before looking out of the window. "It's going to rain…" I said almost absent-mindedly when in reality my senses were all heightened.

I was in an enclosed space with a yakuza boss. I couldn't relax for even a moment. If I did, it would be the last thing I ever did.

Itsuki shrugged and then looked me in the eyes. "What's with the sudden urge to become strong?"

"I have a family. Isn't it natural I want to protect them?" I wondered, knowingly ripping off thousands of manga characters. Well, since I've gone through with the Team Vindice crap, I might as well go all the way with copyrighted shit.

"Not if you are three years old," Itsuki stated.

"Yes if you are me."

His dark eyes darkened even more. "You are too young to understand about protecting your family."

"Apparently not."

The man looked at me, his eyes no longer so dark and instead curious. "I wonder," he began. "How you know so much for someone so young."

"Don't," I replied bitterly, images of my past life flashing behind my eyes and a family I should have given a shit about when I only was constantly hurting them. "Don't wonder about it for even a second."

Resting his hands on his cane, Itsuki grinned at me. "Y'know, you remind me of my son. Cute little fucker ain't he?"

I smirked. "He isn't anything like you."

"That's where you are wrong," he sighed. "He thirsts for power just like I do. And, one day, I know he's going to overthrow his own dad to quench that thirst."

"Children are ungrateful bastards," I nodded in agreement, staring out of the window again and thinking once more about that family and that rebellious bitch. Though I didn't agree with him wholly. Hibari wasn't like that in the canon...was he?

Itsuki let out a chuckle. "Right on there madam, right on there…"

The Momokyokai base was…well, for starters, not the one you saw in the manga.

I know, I too was going 'what sort of fuckery is this?' but, as Itsuki so kindly explained, the Momokyokai was a huge group and had several bases. He also went on to say that the base that would have all the members beaten up in (not that he put it that way) was just a decoy for the police and shit. Sure, the yakuza was meant to be quite open to the public but there was a limit to what Itsuki accepted as safe.

Makes sense I guess…?

This base though was just really for Itsuki, his family and close subordinates despite being, uh, fucking huge. It was all old Japanese style like Naito Longchamp's and right near to Namimori Middle School.

...Honestly, I have no idea how none of the canon characters saw this thing.

Entering through the gates, a man instantly came up to Itsuki and the bastard just left me behind as he went off with him. He just fucking left me in a yakuza base!

Pissed off, I walked into the the actual building and within five minutes got lost. A new record if I may say so myself. Wandering through the corridors which all looked the fucking same, I eventually came out into this courtyard garden with a pond and one of those bamboo things that sounded every now and then.

I'm ashamed to admit it but I stood in front of it for around ten minutes, staring. What the fuck is the point of them again? I can't even remember. I really can't remember.

"Kyoko?" I spun at the sound of my name (finally, somebody who can get me out of this shit hole!) only to see Alouette, her long black hair loose and tumbling down to her waist, held away from her face with a butterfly shaped clip. Her eyes seemed greyer than they had before to match the clouds of the oncoming storm, red lips set in a grim line. "So it's true…"

I bowed my head, not knowing what else to do and unmoving until she let out a sigh. "If your mother knew…"

Oh, she wouldn't be surprised, I thought, hiding a smile. She knows I'm a little scheming bitch who is planning to take over the world.

Stepping towards me, she stroked my hair, a gesture I would have usually reacted incredibly badly to but for once allowed to happen. "You are so young and beautiful too with all your future ahead of you…"

As opposed to my future being behind me…? "It's my decision and the consequences are my own," I told her, squaring my shoulders.

"Even so, my husband should have discouraged you," her head tilted upwards and eyes flashed angrily making me turn to see Itsuki sitting on some steps to the garden. He had changed into a t-shirt and combat trousers with sturdy boots, his tattoos curling up his exposed arms. When he stood up and moved to beside Alouette, I reflexively moving away, I spied faded words on the back of his top.

Japanese Military Service.

"Alouette, you know she has been selling trackers, bombs and other explosive materials," he spoke quietly, his eyes softened now she was looking at him. "She was in too deep before I even met her."

Well, not as deep as I am now but okay, I can go with that.

The woman drew herself up. "Hatsumi is one of my dearest of friends and if you harm her daughter in any way, you will no longer hold a place in my heart," she whispered harshly, Itsuki taking her hand, kneeling down and kissing it.

"I will do anything within my power to prevent it, my skylark."

At this her lips quirked into a smile. "Then I shall see you later, my skylark."

And then she left, her silk kimono billowing in a majestic manner.

For a while I was dumbstruck. Then…"I see you don't keep promises even to your skylark."

He stood up, slicking some of his messed up hair back. "I said I would do anything within my power. If you stupidly get yourself into a dangerous situation I had no hand in or the documents that said I did were accidently burnt, it wasn't within my power at all."

"Bastard," I smirked even though I didn't find anything about it funny. He would kill me the moment he decided I wasn't useful anymore. He would kill me. "So," I began as he began to lead me through the building. "How did you meet Alouette-san?"

Yeah, she gets a respectful honorific. Because she is nice unlike you and your son. Another similarity: you are both utter bastards.

"She fell out of the sky and decided to spend the rest of her life with me instead of being an angel," he told me as we entered a low lit room in which I couldn't, not shitting you here, see anything beyond two meters of me. "Don't think you are getting any information you could use against me later." He told me before I heard the sound of him rummaging for something.

"I wouldn't dare do that." Damn. He got me.

"Yep. Think fast!" Suddenly something came flying at me and I threw up my arms, catching it just before it slammed into my face.

The, I deadpanned. "Wow. A stick."

"A pole," he corrected me, I just about seeing him grin the the darkness as he too took one into his hands and gripped it tight. "Here is the...game. Hit me three times, you win. No stopping until you do."

I tested the pole's weight in my hands. It was surprisingly light, probably having been done on purpose considering how young I was and that my muscles really hadn't developed at all. "So, until I win, I don't go home do I?"

"Schwarz can maintain illusions for years if I order him to," Itsuki informed me. "Though that would be really disappointing if we actually had to take that long."

"Agreed," I then snapped the pole up, Itsuki whistling.

"You got a nice stance there."

I smiled from the compliment before remembering why I had such a good stance and let it drop "I've seen quite a few things in my time."

"Clearly," Itsuki then disappeared from my vision and then, the next thing I knew something was connecting with my stomach and I was flying backwards, slamming into a wall…

"Fuck!" I swore as I pressed myself off the wall, pain ricocheting through my head.

"Hey, come on girlie~!" the boy in front of me with clenched fists sung although his voice was almost lost within the crowd of cheering people that surrounded us. "Losing already?"

"You fucking wish," I snarled, kicking forwards and connecting with his stomach. He staggered backwards and spat on the floor, his spit mixed in with blood. Not losing a beat, I rushed forwards, grabbed the front of his top and slammed my fist into his nose.

This really sent him reeling away and he crashed into the floor with a yelp. The crowd screamed louder but the sound was beginning to die away, my mind buzzing. Spying a pole on the ground of this deserted road, I picked it up and, the minute the boy got up to his feet, I brought it across his chest, it resounding with a loud smack. He cried out and I spun the pole around, now bringing it down on his shoulder.

Once more he fell and, gripping the pole tighter, raised it above my head. But, before I could do anything, he held up his hands. "Stop! I give bitch! I give!"

Grinning, I dropped the pole and offered him a hand up. He took it and the crowd dispersed, disappointed the fight was over. "So, what was that about girls being weak?"

"Oh shut it," he grumbled, gingerly rubbing his shoulder. For a moment I thought he was going to just walk off but he instead looked up at me. "I'm Max."

My grin stretched wider. "And I'm Suzzi."

We both stared at each other with growing grins until Max blinked. "...Suzzi, you know you got blood dripping from your nose right?"

"Ah fuck!"

Tsuna looked at his sandcastle with a huge beam, his friend (or at least Tsuna really hoped he was his friend because he was so nice to him) glancing over it and patting him on the back. "It's great!" He said enthusiastically. "Now we just need a princess an a prince and a dragon and it'll be complete!"

"Don't forget the horse!" Tsuna added excitedly.

"Oh yeah! I'll go ask Sensei for them!" The boy raced off to fetch the things, Tsuna looking back to his sandcastle and beaming again.

"...and that little fucker has to die!"

Tsuna turned fast to see the group of toddlers that had quickly been named the cool group before 'eeping' and spinning his head back round to face his sandcastle. It was made up of the smart kids who even Tsuna knew had the teachers wrapped around their little fingers. All the boys were always talking about how awesome the males of the group were and the girls how pretty the females were.

Lu soon, Ryuga, Hana and Kyoko. Team Vindice. (Tsuna had once accidently called them Team Vindictive which the blonde had burst out laughing at, Lu soon had glared at him for, Hana had just shook her head at and Kyoko had simply ignored.)

Often they said things he didn't understand when the adults weren't around, things of which when he had asked his mother their meaning she had made him promise to never say again. So, he had decided, only the cool kids could say those things. And one day he would be that cool, walking with them with a wide grin, Kyoko laughing and saying he really was awesome.

Kyoko.

He knew she was that girl who had ran away from him in the supermarket even with her bright red hair. He was always meaning to ask her about it, have her tell him whether he had done something wrong that day, but he was forever biting the question back. She'll tell me one day, he always thought to himself and decided to bide his time until them.

But he had noticed her shooting glances at him which she did to no one else in the class, secret looks she made sure to do when no one was looking at her like he did. It made him feel like he was different from everyone else but he didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. What he did know was that she had a pretty smile, the kind of smile the person wearing didn't know they were capable of doing that was calm and warm.

Just like the sun.

The toddler always felt nervous when he caught a glimpse of it, feeling as if he were to stare at it for too long, it would disappear and Kyoko would go back to her usual bored looking self.

"Ah fuck, I wanted to throw sand in your hair too but it looks like they've taken it over already."

"Lulu, you are so mean to me! I've got childline on speed dial just so you know!"

"Don't fucking call me that!"

"Yeah, only I can. Cause I'm the best."

Tsuna froze. That voice was right behind him.

He turned nervously to see her. She was standing beside Hana, behind them Ryuga ducking underneath one of Lu soon's kicks. "Kyoko, you are so arrogant, you know that?" Hana sighed, the redhead laughing and tilting her head to the side to see him.

He caught his breath.

Kyoko blinked before her lips tugged into a soft smile making him almost fall over. She was glowing, he thought, a little embarrassed. Tsuna then widened his eyes, properly looking at her. Wait, she really is glowing!

Her skin was shimmering, getting brighter and brighter until Tsuna was forced to close his eyes, only opening them when a raindrop fell onto his nose. She had vanished.

Tsuna's mouth opened wide in shock, expecting the rest of cool group to start panicking that Kyoko had just disappeared into thin air. Where is she?! Where is she?!

"Hey Kyoko! Stop flirting with other guys! You know how Lulu gets jealous~"

"What the fuck even goes on in your stupid brain Ryuga?!"

Hana groaned before her fingers curled around nothing and she began to walk off, the boys following. "Kyoko, you stubborn girl, hurry it up!"

Tsuna didn't know what to think. Why haven't they noticed?! Kyoko-chan isn't there anymore!

In his panic, he looked around frantically, hoping to see the girl just elsewhere in the playground, hoping it was all just a prank on him. Then his eyes drifted upwards, focused upon something and his whole body froze.

There was a man wearing black goggles and a black hat in a nearby tree, staring right at him. How could I have not seen him before?!

He gasped in fright and scrunched up his eyes, covering his ears with his hands. I'm scared.

I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scare-

"Tsuna?" He snapped his head up to see his friend cradling a toy dragon, a prince, a princess and a horse in his tiny arms. "What's wrong?"

Withdrawing his hands from his ears, he stared up at the tree. No one is there…?

"Kyoko, I hate you so much."

"Love you too bitch."

Upon hearing her voice, he stared at Kyoko's receding form. She's there…? "Tsuna! Tsuna!" his friend stamped his foot to get the boy's attention. "Tsuna, it's raining so Sensei said we need to go inside!" he then paused and peered closely at Tsuna's face. "Tsuna! You've gone all white! Are you okay?"

"Yeah…" he smiled at them. "I just imagined something scary for a second!"

"How scary?"

"Very!"

"S-scary!"

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I'm scared of nothing at all. Excluding the Boogie Man of course. He is some scary shit!

Oh god I really do love Tuna Yoshi :3 Kyoko is getting into some shit now D: Sorry this chapter didn't really have any humor in it but-as I promised a few readers-this fic does get incredibly dark at points. I want a nice mix of the two like KHR actually has so hopefully I'll succeed! But ugh, fight scenes really are bitches to write. DID I FAIL WITH MY SHORT ONE?

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