Hi everyone!
I'm italian and I'm translating my story in english because some not-italian people ask me to do it, so please forgive me for this poor and basic english!
I accept any advice because I really want to improve my english and I know there are many mistakes, SORRY!
Thank you for reading ~


Target 11 - Eh? Nozomi has finally woken up!

She slowly opens her eyes, hears the "beep" of the machine that keeps stable her vital functions and feels the light wind coming from the half open window.
Her body is numb, she can barely move her legs and slowly put her hands to her face, pulling off the oxygen mask and trying to sit up.
She feels heavy and tired and she has no idea for how long she has been on that bed. She hardly even remember what had happened, trying to put every pieces in place until something appears in her mind.
She reminds of Jun, five boys and the fight in the deposit, the orange window and the flame on her forehead.
She didn't understand how she was able to defeat the five boys and save Jun, and then her guardians found her in front of the gate.

She manages to move her legs, pulls herself up slowly and touches her forehead, noticing the bandages, as well as on the right arm and left leg but most of the scratches and wounds has been healed.
The door opens, the rain enters and finds herself looking at the girl on the bed, her calm face is now incredulous, her mouth opened. Haname has her beautiful black hair tied in two big braids, decorated with blue and cute ribbons, she's wearing a white t-shirt with a yellow ribbon and a blue lolita skirt, with white laces.

She immediately gets close to Nozomi with a smiling face, hugging her she always did.
The brunette can smells her scent and feels her warmth, it's almost nostalgic.

Haname: Finally! You don't know how much we've been waiting for you!
Nozomi: How ... how long I was there?
Haname: One week.
Nozomi: WHAT?

Spending a week in a bed isn't what she has always dreamed of, indeed, she feels as if she has lost seven days of life.
Sighs, at least it was only one week: what does she would do if she woke up after one or more years?

Nozomi: And Jun? How is him?

Her worries are quickly moved on the battered guy, he had serious injuries and she hopes that he's okay now.
The guardian giggles, watching her furtively.

Haname: if Arashi is going to knows you asked about him first...
Nozomi: Hey, he was badly beaten because of me!

She is a little offended, after all she doesn't care much about Jun, but her classmate was in big danger because of her. She doesn't want to have more deaths on her conscience, not after Claudio's one.

Haname: Because of you? If I remember well, those guys hated you both because the Festival. It wasn't only because of you.

The brunette giggles, feeling unconfortable, knowing that Haname is right and she also thought about it during the fight, but she can't do anything but blaming herself because she wasn't enough strong.

"You never learn it, Nozo."

Haname: Anyway he's fine, the doctors said that he won't wake up before another week, he was lucky that they have treated him in time.
Nozomi: Phew, thank goodness. If he was died I would never have forgiven me for that.

Haname: Nozomi, enough with taking the blame. There's no logical reason to do it.
Nozomi: I know, but... If I were stronger, as my father...
Haname: You're stupid.

"Again." she's nervous, fixing the blankets on the bed. She doesn't want to look at Haname's eyes.

Haname: Don't ignore me, Nozo! Why do you have to think in this way? You really think you can become superwoman from day to night?
Nozomi: I can't help myself! I care about people too much.
Haname: You aren't the super heroine who has to save the world and you aren't the goal of all evil people.

She gets close to her friend, looking in her eyes. Every time Haname looks at her like that, Nozomi feels always little, not because she's short compared to the rain, but also because she's really mature and wise despite her age, even if she's only one year older than the brunette.

Haname: You can't continue to blame yourself for everything, Nozomi. You never forgave yourself for Claudio's death and this is the result, you can't do a step that's your fault, but actually it isn't. You're very wrong, you're doing self-harm to yourself.
Nozomi: Eh... but I was the one who suggested him to sing at the Festival. If I hadn't spoken...
Haname: Then don't breathe.

Hit and sunk.
Is she too smart, too mature or she has a clearer vision of the world?
However, she is Inoya Haname, her Guardian of Rain. And, as always, she won.

Nozomi: ... You're right, I'm sorry.
Haname: Also you can simply avoid to blame yourself and do your best to find solutions for troubles.

It's an interesting advice, after all she needs to use her time to think about situations, without blaming herself.

Nozomi: I already thought about it... but when I saw him like that I felt stupid, and useless... and guilty...

Sits on the bed, looking into the space and shaking her head.

Nozomi: I only want to get stronger, I can't look at innocent people in that serious state...
Haname: Your selflessness is commendable, but it's not with this aura of depression that you're going to reach your goal. And then, shouldn't we celebrate? I mean, you did it!
Nozomi: Uh? Did it what?
Haname: What are you saying? You succeeded using your flame of the sky! You went in Hyper mode, like your father and the first Vongola! You did it, without anybody's help!

She hasn't thought about it, like she has forgotten a tiny detail.
Actually it was exactly the moment she was waiting for since she was a child, and it was happened just a week before.
The desire to protect Jun made her unleash her shinuki, and her latent strength. She managed to realize part of her dream, and she smiles with her heart.

Nozomi: ... Thank you! I'm so happy, I don't know how it happened!

She hugs her and than she stands up, jumping around, but her hip hurts so she has to stop and not do something so crazy, she's still recovering after all.

Nozomi: I can't wait to tell papa about this! I hope he'll be proud of me...

"...Because he's going to be proud of me, right...?"

Haname: He probably already knows it, he was here some days ago and called some well-known doctors to take care of you. I don't know how much he was happy about it, looking at you in that state...
Nozomi: Oh... Yeah... maybe it's better to avoid the topic, then... for a while...

She giggles nervously, trying not to think to the idea of her father angry with her, since her flame saved her and Jun from death.
Anyway she would ruin the moment she was waiting for, if she hadn't told the news to him. In her deep dream the boss smiles and hugs her, happy because his child got stronger and grow up: "I'm proud of you, my little one" she always repeats in her mind, with the deep voice of her father.
Can this dream become reality as she hoped? She starts to doubt, isn't sure that her father may actually be happy about her "growth." Maybe he would have avoided the discussion, asking why she was in that place rather than leave it to the police.
After all, surely he would have complained that Nozomi continued to get in trouble.

Haname: Hey, Nozomi, it's okay. We'll celebrate together! You don't know how much we are all excited about what happened, when we've seen you with that flame we were incredulous!

The brunette smiles sadly.
Celebrate with them wouldn't be the same as celebrate with her father and everyone in Italy, but she can understand that, probably, it's better to stay with people who can understand her more.
And, unfortunately, her father isn't part of them.

She throws a glance to the door of the room, opening it and observing the corridor.
She'd like to take a walk around the clinic, so Haname takes her hand and helps her to walk, the brunette can do it alone but she struggles.
Many patients are locked in their rooms while others are sitting on some benches in large rooms, watching television and chatting with each other. Some nurses are pushing wheelchairs and lead the patients to take pleasant walks in the garden of the clinic.

Nozomi: What a big place and well maintained ... it's a private clinic, isn't it? How much have they spent to keep me here?
Haname: I have no idea, I know Oozora clinic is the most important and advanced clinic in Namimori, it was built about ten years ago thanks to huge donation of money.
Nozomi: Oozora? ...

Something bothers her, but she tries not to think about it.

Nozomi: Ah, what about the others?
Haname: They're all fine, I know that Arashi had a little fight with Cloud, a few days ago, but it's been a while I don't heard of her, I don't know what she is thinking about ...
Nozomi: Hey, wait. Little fight? What the hell happened between Cloud and Arashi?
Haname: They fought ... it was obvious, right? Those two are totally like that, they can't get along.
Nozomi: Are they okay? Surely Cloud is, but what about Arashi?
Haname: She has some scratches, but she is okay.

The Vongola sighs, she hates when there are some quarrels in the family, but she knows that Cloud isn't a person you can get along, sometimes even she can't stand him but she likes his frankness and his way to think.
Sometimes he asks her to find some old stuff, everything about music like old discs and music sheets, something she can just ask to Arina since she knows some helpful people at the Vongola Manor. Of course she can't ask to her father, he would suspect why his daughter is asking about these kind of expensive stuff.
Anyway, she doesn't know if this is the only reason why he's "following" her.
Actually she still doesn't know much about him, but she feels she can trust him.

While the two girls are walking through the halls, they notices a group of children sitting on the ground, in a huge hall, some of them are playing with marbles and others are playing with card games. They seem bored, probably were in the clinic for several days and they got tired. Like her, children hate to stand still in one place for very long.
The brunette slinks in the hall and sits on a bench, watching them: some of them are playing on portable consoles, others are reading manga. A little girl sits next to her, reading a famous comic, something children really like: a story about a stuffed doll of a bear and his adventures with his stuffed doll friends.
Smiles, she remembers it when she used to watch the anime in television, she also won the stuffed doll of the main character, even if she wanted the bunny one.

She starts singing the opening song without noticing it, but then the children turn to her, curious. She smiles looking at them, and some of them start clapping following the melody, others sing with her the main part of the song.
They're also smiling.

- Hey, what are you doing! Miss! -

A brown-eyed woman with a worried look tries to get to approach the Eleventh but Haname appears before her, watching her earnestly.

Haname: What's the problem?
- You are not allowed to make noise, so move! -
Haname: No. She's only singing with children, they're enjoying it. It's not against the law.

The nurse is speechless, throws a glance to the group of children and can see they aren't screaming or running around, they are still sitting and just following the melody singing or clapping.
Maybe the woman understood it, because nods silently and comes back doing her job.

Meanwhile, some patients who are passing by stopped in the hall, listening to the song and watching the teen girl spreading her enthusiasm in the place.

- So cute! Is she a children's entertainer? -
- So, are idols hospitalized here too? -

After some minutes the song ended and the brunette ruffles the hair of the cute little girl next to her and greets all the children, who are asking for another song or to come back later.
She reaches Haname with an embarrassed look, walking slowly like she just did something she shouldn't have, the rain starts laughing and together come back to the corridor toward Nozomi's room.

Nozomi: I'm really sorry... I don't know what's happened to me...
Haname: Why are you sorry? It was fun, children enjoyed it!
Nozomi: It wasn't something I usually do! I saw all these sad and bored faces and I thought to make them smile a bit... perhaps I had to tell them a joke...?
Haname: I don't think they would understand them. What's wrong in wanting to sing to make people smile?
Nozomi: It's not something I should do, but it was instinctive... there aren't problems with you all, but what about other people? They will think I'm a fool!
Haname: I can't understand. With us or with other people doesn't change anything, everyone has their own interests, as I like drawing imaginary characters or when Kaito bought that pirate costume and was playing his favourite movie. What's wrong if you like making pun or singing songs? I like listening to your voice, it's so warm and reassuring.
Nozomi: You all know me well... sure, everyone can do what they want, but I'm the one who looks like a guy and go around fighting with stupid people, what they might think if they hear me sing?
Haname: You're the one who has chosen to dress like that and fight people. Years ago I caught you looking at a cute store window, or a pink and white girly dress on a mannequin. The truth is that you're forcing yourself to be someone you aren't, only because you're scared of people's judgement.
Nozomi: Yes, it's true. I don't want people to think I'm weak, I want to become a mafia boss, not a ballerina.
Haname: Why shouldn't you be yourself?

Now Haname is really upset, Nozomi is almost replying but she keeps talking.

Haname: You know you can be a mafia boss AND a woman, wearing cute dresses and with hobbies like dancing, singing, playing and such. These things can coexist, the only people that could have something bad to say are surely useless sexists, and no one wants their opinion.
Nozomi: But people... if they don't believe in me, it doesn't make sense! What's a boss without his family?
Haname: If it's really like that, then change family, they don't deserve you. Also, telling the truth, if your family would know that you aren't yourself but you're acting as someone else just to make them happy, everyone are going to leave you alone. How can they trust a fake person?

She puts the hands on the door handle, putting her forehead on the wood.
The last sentence of the black-haired girl has left her speechless because, as always, she's right. Is she really a fake person? She thought she had to be as people want a boss to be: a powerful knight who can protect them, and a smart and educated strategist who can take excellent decisions for the family.
She likes training herself to get stronger, and reading books to educate herself, but she isn't a man, she is a girl, and sometime she really would like to wear a cute skirt.
It's true, but she would never admit it.

She smiles, trying to calm her guardian of the rain, while entering her room and stopping immediately looking at the mess before them: the covers are pulled off the bed, the flowers are on the ground, the machinery used to regulate the vital functions has been broken, the oxygen mask is thrown on the other side of the room.
The two stand on the edge of the door, motionless, looking at the crime scene.
Can someone wanted to make them a prank?
Or maybe not.

On the mattress there's a white paper and both get closer to bed, while Haname takes it in hand.

Haname: ... I don't understand, what's written?
Nozomi: It's in italian.

Sighs, when something italian is involved then it can't be nothing but mafia stuff.

"You know what's going to happen?
You should evacuate the area before you all blow up."

Haname: ... Huh? What does it mean?
Nozomi: Someone wants to blow up the clinic...? A bomb... there's a bomb!

She's trembling, looking around confused, moving the blankets and checking under the bed, moving the broken machinery and throwing herself in the corridor, nervous.
What should she do? Should she warn the staff or try to find the bomb?
And what if people wouldn't believe her? She can lose precious time trying to prove them she's sure about the danger.
She knows people tend to be sceptic about what she usually says. Maybe she doesn't look like someone worthy of people's trust, perhaps exactly because she looks like a fake person, as Haname was saying before.

So she decides to look for the bomb, praying the heavens that her intuition can lead her to the solution of the trouble.

Nozomi: It's useless to lose time, no one will believe us and the bomb can blow up in any moment. We should look for it, NOW!

Her friend agrees, but she proposes to talk with the staff anyway, so she runs toward the reception while the Vongola starts asking to people in the corridor, hoping to find some clue or suspects.
She asks the same question to a woman with her right arm in a plaster cast, and this one stops thinking about it.

- Suspect people? I saw a man in suit with sunglasses, he was coming out of the storage room, I don't know whether he's suspicious enough ...
Nozomi: A man with sunglasses?

She can't think about any reason for a man in suit and sunglasses to be in the storage room of a clinic, so she feels close to the solution.

Nozomi: Where is this storage room?

She's nervous about what can happen at any moment, but she tries to rest calm and follows the woman to the place she was before. The eleventh violently opens the storage room, looking quickly on the iron shelves and in the boxes.
A strange machine is ticking in one of them, it looks like an alarm full of twisted wires of different colors and sticks. She feels like being in a movie, it's exactly as the bombs she saw in television.
And in three minutes it would blow up the entire clinic.

The girl takes the box and goes out quickly, looking around scared and wondering how she can defuse it. Maybe she should return back and go to warn the staff, but the time is passing and she can't do it in time. She's in a cold sweat, disoriented, with a bomb between her hands and she doesn't know what she has to do.
She's scared.

Nozomi: I have to cut a wire? No, no, I should call the police ... but there's no time! And the staff... there aren't sappers here!

She looks around, confused, putting the box on a bench in the hallway on the third floor, thinking of having to evacuate the building, but it's impossible to do in two minutes, she kneels with her hands on her head, shaking.

Nozomi: What I can do? Nozomi, thinks!

It's really important to stay calm and think about something quickly, she stands up and tries to breath normally, observing the window in front of her, and the garden.

Nozomi: ... Yeah, it's the only way.

She stares at the time, it's 1 minute and 24 seconds, she can't run any more.
She doesn't have to do it now, she has to wait: how many seconds it would take to throw that box, wait that it's far enough from the clinic and then blow up?

Haname finds her in the hallway and approaches her, running as she never did before, while the bomb signs just 30 seconds.

Haname: Nozomi! It's almost time!

She's pale but Nozomi looks like she's about to faint in any time, her hands are trembling.
She has never been in a similar situation and has never seen a bomb with her own eyes.
However she must move quickly, her usual selfless instinct pushes her to do anything to save the people in that building. Gulps, turns to her friend and nods, trying to infuse courage to her, but Haname, though terrified, looks more calm than her.

Ah, blessed rain!

Nozomi: When it's six s-seconds we're going to throw it... you help me, r-right?

She opens the window, puts her shaking hands on a side of the box, Haname's hand touch her's and she feels her warmth, that reassure her, so she thanks heaven for being there with her friend.
Both lift the box, standing on the bench, close to the open window.
With their heart in their throat, when the timer reaches six seconds, they throw the bomb out of the window with all their strength, it remains suspended for a few seconds, reaching a middling height, than it blows up in the air.
The shock wave shakes the building, the windows break and glasses pieces are scattered everywhere, luckily the girls were under the bench, but the wave throws them against the main wall. People are screaming around, running everywhere around the corridors.
After a few seconds, when the panic has already spread throughout the clinic, Nozomi and Haname stand again and head quickly towards Nozomi's room to collect her belongings and leave the building quickly, before facing the worst of situations.
When they turn the corner, they realize they are running so fast that the brunette almost hits a blonde woman with sunglasses.
The door of her room is open and Nozomi stops sliding on the ground, turning around and trying to find the woman before, but she disappeared.

Nozomi: ... sunglasses ...

She remembers of the woman who leaded her to the bomb, she said to have seen a man with a suit and sunglasses.

Haname: Hey Nozo ... We need a translator again...

The brown-haired girl shakes her head and enters the room, looking at her friend next to the bed, another white paper is placed there.
She sighs, certainly it isn't a good news: she picks the paper up and reads.

"Such an important guest we have here, Vongola Undicesima. How smart are you and your family?
I wonder what does your dear father will do if we'll send him random pieces of your body in a closed package.
Shall we try?"

Haname: What does it mean?
Nozomi: ... They want to kill us.