Memory Lane!

I was actually in my house, in my room, and on my bed; I had all kinds of pictures of when I was younger just lying around. When I was in Italy, back when I actually had a family, I placed that book aside and took the book out from my Kindergarten year, back to where I met the two boys that loves me (As I know, I don't know that they do.) and Takeshi actually no I met him in the second grade.

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A five year old Alala was walking around the back of the school looking for the thing that she hid; and Cane was helping her look for it.

"Did you find it yet?"

The five year old Cane shakes he's head.

"What are we looking for again La?"

She shrugs her shoulders.

"Then why are we back here then?!"

"I'm sorry, I forgot!"

"Let's go back before the teacher calls our parents again."

Cane says as Alala walked up to him.

"Yeah, I don't think that I'll like soap in my mouth again today."

Alala says as the boy takes her hand, they were getting closer to the building when they heard other children laughing.

"Please give it back."

"Jump for it weirdo!"

"Cane . . ."

"No La, we need to get back."

"But what if that was you? If someone could help you, wouldn't you want them to?"

He shakes his head at me, and then let go of her hand.

"Go ahead, I'll cover for you."

She smiles and hugs him.

"Thank you Cane, I'll make it up to you later."

He goes into the building and Alala runs around the corner.

"Hey you! Leave him alone!"

The older boys stop laughing and look at her.

"Hey, I didn't know that this freak had a girl-friend."

"Come on, we need to get back to class."

Alala says as she offered her hand, but before the small boy was able to reach it someone slapped her hand away. And thus the fight began; one 5 year old girl against four 10 year boys, the odds were against poor little Alala or so they thought . . . After she beat them by throwing rocks and hitting them in their balls with a big stick, they were down for the count.

"Come on, my friend is covering for me."

The boy nods his head, and once more she lent the boy her hand and he takes it.

"So what's your name?"

"Hibari Kyoya."

"And I'm Vongola Alala."

The two walked hand in hand back into the school.

"Alala-san, why did you help me?"

Kyoya asks quietly, as if he's scared that she would turn on him.

"Because, if I was in your shoes, and if someone could help me . . . I would want them to do just that. That and I grow tried of those kids."

Alala poked her head in the door of the class.

"Are you in my class?"

The boy nods his head, and they run into the class and found Cane; he was doing a magic show for the teacher.

"Cane, come on!"

He runs over and the three of them sit down.

"Cane, this is Hibari Kyoya."

Cane whispers in Alala's ear.

"This is the guy you saved? *she nods her head* But he's weird."

"And so are the both of us, so hush. He seems nice to me."

She whispers back.

"Nice to meet you Kyoya, I'm Cane; La's best buddy!"

"Come on, let's play!"

Alala screams happily at the two boys . . .

Time flies by and the trio are now in the 6th grade.

"Finally school is out for Christmas!"

Cane says while skipping around.

"He's still the same from when we were five."

Kyo says as we walk out of the school.

"At times like these its funny, why don't you let lose every now and then Kyo-kun? Stop being so serious all the time, it's a buzz kill."

"Well someone in this group needs to be the serious one; after all we already have a stupid hyper one, a short-tempered hot headed hyper one, and so I'm the serious one."

"And which one am I?"

Alala asks as the pair followed behind the skipping Cane.

"La, you should know."

She shakes her head.

"The short-tempered hot headed hyper one."

"Who the heck are you calling 'short-tempered hot headed hyper one'?!"

I popped him on the back of his head.

"That only proves my point."

"And here I thought you were the cool, calm, collective type."

'She said that I was cool.'

Hibari Kyoya thought happily as he blushed, and it's been a while since Alala last seen him do that; she smiled and so did he.

"Come on slow pokes! My mom is waiting for us to start the feast!"

"Come on Kyo-kun, it's time to push that serious-ness aside and pull out the hyper side!"

Alala says as she grabs the boy's hand and ran to catch up with Cane.

'You're the only girl who isn't scared of me; thanks La, I'll make it up to you some how.'

Kyoya thought as he was being dragged by the girl of his dreams.

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I sighed deeply as I closed the book.

"Why can't things go back to the way they use to?"

I ask myself, I got up off my bed, fixed my hair and went downstairs into the kitchen. I saw my step father sitting at the table reading the paper; I go to the fridge and pull out a bottle of grape juice, and was about to walk out of the house.

"Where are you going Alala?"

"Out, don't wait up on me . . . not like you care anyways."

I shake the bottle as I was walking out of the door.

"No you aren't, you need to clean this kitchen."

"I don't have to do anything; I haven't been here all this week, if you haven't noticed!"

I walked out of the house, down the street, walking down the stairs, and sat by the river; dipping my feet in as I was smoking and drinking my grape juice.

"Who knew that you would be here too?"

"Hello to you too Kyo-kun."

"Well it isn't everyday that the three of us are here at the same time."

Cane says as he jumps down from the bridge and lands right next to me.

"Well I think this is a sign."