A/N: I'm wondering if I should take the long road and kill off/torture everyone, or somehow make this a happy ending... Hmm... Well, anything mafia-involved is going to spell trouble, but for now I'm going to cross that bridge when I get there. School starts in a couple days, annnd with this being the ending of the beginning arc, I'm going to wait until next week to update again~

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(Akihiko's POV)

It had been a month since we stopped going to the nursery school, and surprisingly Kaede-chan, Rin-san and even Sadao-san visited us. We would often walk with them to school before going to Haru's shop, and after completing our daily routine and eating lunch, walk with them home from school.

I sighed at the peacefulness of it all; it definitely felt like a calm before a storm. Definitely. Well, at least you won't get complacent. I resent that, Hiko-kun. Is big bad Aki-nii angry with me? Ohh nooo, the world is ending~

I continued sweeping the shop floor, my slight hunger moving me to work faster, knowing that as soon as I was done I could go eat the homemade bento prepared for me by my darling mother. 'Kaa-san, you may be crazy, but it's all worth it if I can eat your cooking…

Once I had done a suitable job, I was prepared to rush out to my lunch and wolf it down in a matter of minutes. However, I barely took two steps before I was tripped by my sister. My adorable, kind-hearted, one-in-a-million sister, who also happened to sometimes be ruthlessly brutal and cunning.

She began to look around, and seeing no lingering dust or trash, she began sniffing. Almost immediately she sneezed, repeatedly, her sinuses obviously not liking the amount of dust that was there. Her sneezes also lifted waves of dust that weren't visible to the naked eye.

Sporting a condescending glare, she stared me down for a few seconds before huffing and turning away. She was definitely angry at me for putting her sinuses through such torture. She went into the other room, got her bento, and came back. A few moments later, I was still looking at her, expecting her to leave or do something else, while she simply munched on, oblivious to my expectations. I sighed, ignoring my rumbling stomach, and got to clearing out all the dust Mitsuki's delicate and sensitive nose could possibly react to.

A good ten minutes later, I was famished and pounced on my bento, nearly choked on my food since I was stuffing it down my throat so fast, and received quite a few glares from Mitsuki for making such guttural noises. I drowned myself in the pure bliss that was filling an empty stomach with good food.

Haru came in and released us to go pick up Kaede, Rin, and Sadao from pre-school while she closed up shop for her own lunch. Whenever she thought we couldn't see, she smiled fondly at us, as if proud that we were so loyal to our friends, and that we had made friends that were worth being loyal to.

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(Mitsuki's POV)

Surprisingly, I had been getting good at reading people. But, I mused as we picked up the trio from school and had to wave our goodbyes halfway through because of one Hibari Akira wanting another 'friendly sparring match', while knowing when to get the fuck out of the way of someone is fine and dandy, learning how to use my mist flames would be a much better alternative.

I almost didn't hear Mi-chan yawning over Aki-nii's shrieks of laughter. He still found Akira absolutely hilarious, especially since he considered the boy a way to getting me into daily exercise.

I hate you so much sometimes…

Hmm? I dearly hope you don't mean me, Tsuki-nee~ Mi-chan said before yawning again, all traces of fake hurt gone the moment her mind decided it wanted more sleep.

I muttered something under my breathe about stupid lazy pigs and their sleeping patterns, which was thankfully drowned out by Aki-nii's banshee-like shrieks and Akira's retorts and demands of "Get back here and fight me!" and "Cowards, both of you!"

Deciding to ignore my insults, Mi-chan's voice grew thoughtful. About that mist flame thing. I've been looking through your memories and the condition of our body, and it appears that our body, while still young and fragile, can probably take the weak will you have being channeled into mist flames.

Forgetting about the angry toddler behind us, she easily was the person who made me maddest in the world. Even without her insults, she found her own ways to exact her small revenge in making me angry beyond belief. You really should make a profession out of it. You'd be the richest person in the world within the year.

Flattery will get you nowher- WATCH OUT ONEE-CHAN! Her mental scream alerted me to Akira standing in my way. Somehow he'd gotten in front of us, and determined to make us stop and fight him then and there, he figured being a literal road-block would help him. His condescending glare looked a hundred times less threatening on an adorably pudgy baby face.

I sighed, then preparing my small form to jump, I picked up my pace. Akira simply widened his eyes once he realized I wasn't going to stop, and before it could become a game of chicken, my stubby legs released their pent up energy and I flew.

Well, that wasn't exactly accurate. My balance was skewed from the dull pain of a bruise that had yet to heal completely- Damn you Akira -and I didn't exactly have experience jumping over things, much less people, that were more than twice my height, but hey, if I felt like I was flying, I wasn't going to question anime physics. I couldn't pretend that I could do this back when I was Moon, but… I had been living in this world for about nine months now. It was beginning to feel less like an anime, and more like an actual life. This was the world. People weren't 2D, they had actual thoughts, feelings, names, they had families and friends they cared about, even if I didn't care too much about them. They had their own version of Aki-nii, Haru and Bel, Hiko-kun and Mi, Akira, Sadao, Kaede, and Rin.

So what if in my previous life, the world had things called Gravity and people aged differently? Any pain I had here from bruises hurt just as much as they would if they were inflicted on my seven-year-old body. So what if I could jump over twice my height? The sky was just as blue and the air just as willing to support me, and failed to do so just the same.

I fell, time deciding my introspective rant had gone on long enough, and rolled into a running position before I could break my neck (Akira would do it for me) and took off.

Aki-nii's shrieks of laughter turned a bit more forced behind me, and I silently apologized for abandoning him to the wrath of a Hibari. Again.

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(Akihiko's POV)

"…So you're telling me you left me to fend off Akira-san all alone because you were slightly hungry and you wanted to test something out with Mi-chan."

"Yeup."

"And you also found out that cooking is harder than it looks."

"Mhmm."

"Annnd you found that 'concentrating your will' to cook something nice simply didn't cut it. Especially since you almost burned down the house."

"Yeeeup."

"So why should I follow along with any of your schemes?!"

"Because… I'm your adorable little sister? And you love me a lot and want what's best for me and if I wanted to destroy the entirety of the mafia you'd be behind me every step of the way and would point out what I did wrong and how I could do better?"

"…While that's true…"

"Yes?"

"You're also satanic and manipulative and-" The thump was loud enough to be heard downstairs. Luckily for Mitsuki, Haru was out somewhere, and couldn't hear my head being knocked hard enough against the ground to send me to dreamland. In other words, to my mindscape.

Mitsuki grinned victoriously… or was it viciously? behind the black spots in my vision before I blacked out.

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I woke up with the black spots still decorating my vision, and pouted at Tsuki-chan who was laughing at something Mi-chan said. Hiko poked me in the forehead, and asked in a monotone, "Are you alright. That's good. Okay, I completed my assignment." He stood straight up, stretched like a cat, and called out to the two girls who were still laughing. With more emotion in his voice. Of course he couldn't spare any for me. "He's aliveee~ Am I released from babysitting duty yettt?"

"B-baby sitting?! Hiko, you take that back right now before I-" I was cut off as he shoved a cookie in my mouth. "Here, have a cookie." What. I mumbled around the cookie, before finally taking it out. "Where did you get a cookie from, Hiko." "Just be glad it doesn't have worms in it~" "I suppose you have a point. Wait, cookies don't get worm-"

"Heeeeyyy, can you two slowpokes get over heree? There's no point to this joint training session if we're the only ones training!" Mi-chan called, half-pouting half-laughing at my expense. Sometimes, I wonder why I even try, I grumbled.

Eventually I ended up sitting silently across from Tsuki as she described trying to feel for the flames that literally were our life force.

I closed my eyes, and tried to search for something. I thought of the people who were and still are important to me… Mama, Moon and Tsuki, Mi-chan, Hiko, Haru and Bel, and the few friends I'd made here. At the thought of wanting to protect them, especially Tsuki and Mi-chan, I felt a flicker of something.

Instead of letting the feeling go, I grabbed onto it. I searched even deeper inside myself, to where my resolve seemed to flow from. At first, all I could see was the back of my eyelids, but as I got closer I could feel as well as see bright pools of color, flickering in a way that could only be described as a flame.

A bright yellow, almost star-like flame flickered, and another flame, an orange one that looked like a normal fire, sat a little ways away from it. I could only watch as the two were drawn closer and closer to each other.

A part of me started feeling uneasy as the flames danced around each other, never touching. I wanted to reach out, to stop them, but I couldn't move, couldn't do anything.

The flames accidentally collided, and from the collision a purple-like smoke leaked out. There was nothing I could do but watch helplessly as the purple- No, indigo -smoke filled everything.

It went everywhere, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think, everything was indigo… Strangely, I could still see the yellow and orange flames, amidst all of the smoke, still shining brightly next to each other.

I still couldn't breathe, the indigo, the smoke, it was everywhere. I could feel it coating my lungs, my heart, moving through my bloodstream and moving in and out through all my organs, and I started panicking.

I couldn't breathe in anything but the smoke, and little spots of black burned through my vision. They slowly got bigger and bigger until they covered everything, and my last glimpse of color that wasn't indigo was those two flames, similar yet completely different.

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I woke up breathing heavily, unable to form a coherent thought. I could still feel the indigo, everywhere, coating me and drowning everything out.

A warm hand started stroking my back, and I slowly calmed down. A few minutes later, my breathing slowed down enough that I realized that it was Mitsuki. She led me over to the bed, and pulled the covers over both of our heads.

In the darkness, I could hear my heartbeat, clear as day. She tugged me close and stroked my hair until my breathing evened out and I fell asleep, all traces of the indigo gone from my mind.

{Omake: Jurassic Kid}

"Hn."

"…Akira-san, what are you doing in my room."

"Making a proposition."

"Did it occur to you that I may or may not value my privacy?"

"Not my priority."

A loud sigh of frustration escaped my mouth. "So, what are you here to 'propose'?"

"…Father said to give this to you."

A bright orange letter was handed over to me, and I stared down at the laughing face of Dino Cavallone. I turned it over, and a quick messy scrawl gave me an… interesting proposition.

[Dear Miura Akihiko/Mitsuki,]

[You two have managed to catch the attention of my little carnivore, how fortunate of you.]

[While once upon a time I may have pitied you, I've since learned that the world is a very cruel place.]

[Therefore, to be even more cruel, I am inviting you to spend the afternoon in the Hibari mansion that is located in Namimori, Japan. We have so many mansions, it's hard to keep track sometimes…]

[Hope to hear from you soon,]

[- Dino (Ask your mother if you don't know who I am already! :3 It's been a while since we've talked; I'd love to meet up with her again!)]

I twitched after reading the last sentence, then sighed again. "…Akira-san, did you read this letter before it was handed to me?"

"…Father said specifically not to read it." I raised an eyebrow skeptically at this, and he twitched a little. "He may or may not have promised me a favor or two." Learning the nature of bribery and the value of a favor so early in life? It's like they're priming him to become a mafia boss or something. I shivered at that thought.

Realizing I really had no way out of this, I fought the urge to sigh again. Hibari's simply have that affect on people.

"Should I bring Akihiko?"

"The herbivore is sleeping on the couch downstairs. You should leave him be."

I was tempted to mutter under my breath about Hibari's and stalkerism running in the family, before I realized something.

"Oh? Is the big, bad Akira-san actually showing compassion for another living being?" I snickered, and he looked like he was one step away from murdering me.

"Hn…" he finally muttered, looking away. If I looked closely, really squinted and maybe fudged it a little bit, I could see the tiniest hint of red dusting his cheeks. Ho~ Excellent blackmail material.

What? Belphegor did come home sometimes, and just because he may have given me some helpful hints and tips for later on in life, doesn't mean my young and impressionable mind shouldn't use them.

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I really should have brought my camera. Mi had woken up and was currently laughing her ass off at the situation I was in.

After jumping out my window for the second time this month or so, I had followed Akira-san into his traditional Japanese mansion (Really, was I the only one who didn't have an extravagant mansion?!). I was greeted by Dino Cavallone himself and the two boys had a semi-cute father-son moment, and I just had to cut in.

"Is he an orphan, or a surrogate? Wait no, don't tell me, it's got something to do with the 'wonders of technology and genetic research'." Dino could only nod sheepishly.

He turned his attention to his 'adorable wittle carnivore', and spouted about how he was so proud that his son finally made his first friend. I snorted while Akira looked extremely displeased, and before things could get ugly I made my way to the main living room. Dino tried shouting to me for help… But I didn't feel like moving from the comfortable and soft couch they owned.

Akira-san had followed me soon after, his slightly bruised hands turning on the big flat-screen they owned.

…And then he cooed.

Hibari friggin' Akira cooed.

As the scene he had stopped the movie at previously continued to play, dinosaurs ravaged around biting everyone to death, I figured it made sense. In a strange, round about way. Herbivorous dinosaurs were literally bitten to death by the more carnivorous ones. Hibari Kyouya had always had a strange fixation on the animal kingdom, but if he had a fixation on the dinosaurs' version, then everything else he said actually fell into place.

It was somewhat sad that his kid also became completely obsessed with the dinosaur-influenced animal kingdom worldview, but him completely fixated on the screen like that made me strangely unable to care.

And if my dreams were filled with mini T-rex's holding tonfas entirely too large for their hands, and adorable yellow fluffballs? Well, no one but Mi-chan knew.

And if Mi-chan ever told anyone? Well. I had a mountain of blackmail that would mysteriously make itself known to the rest of the world.

Mini T-rex's holding tonfas entirely too large for their hands needs to be a thing. Please. Someone. I beg you.

...Anyways, I don't have much to say (Other than the view count is now ~1200! Thank you~!), so I suppose I'll give you another glimpse into these twins' hectic lives... next week.