Nana's Imouto

Disclaimer: I do not own KHR. But I do have a red contact to cosplay as Mukuro.

Ch. 10: Bang Bang Bang

After we were seated in the kitchen, with some drinks in our hands; some cheese spread and crackers on the table, Iemistu began talking. "What are you doing around my family?" he restated, "Where did you come from?"

I stared at him from across my cup, "Why would you even care?" I retorted back. "It's not like you're here to do anything to stop me."

"Is that a threat?" He stood up from his chair, grabbing the butter knife that I laid out for the cheese spread.

"You're more of a threat to this family than I am!" I sneered at him while standing up from my chair, my cup clanked loudly on the table. Trying to match eye to eye to him, a shot rang out and went between our noses. But still neither of us looked away.

"You two need to sit down and not fight like a bunch of five year olds over ice cream." Quietly stated Reborn. Watching both of us with a wary eye, Leon coming out from Reborn's hat and coming over to me.

"Hai Reborn." Said Iemitsu, slowly sitting back down but not letting go of his knife.

"Of course Reborn." I said.

"Now Iemitsu, if you actually read my report you would know that Maman has adopted Ann-san a few months back when she saved Maman from some assassins." squeaked Reborn's voice.

"I beat its all her fault! She brought them here!" He exclaimed, pointing the butter knife at me.

"Ha! As if, you miserable old fool! I was stuck in the ground already beat up from something before I noticed some John Doe trying to take a hit on Nee-chan."

"A likely story."

"What are we; some kind of 50s crime drama? It's the truth, not like you can handle it."

"Ann-san!" barked Reborn, before shooting Iemitsu a look to put down the knife. "As I was saying before, if you read the file that I sent to you months ago, you would know that Ann-san has been with us for a while. None of my minions are able to get any information on her. We know that she speaks English and Japanese, her nickname is Ann."

"I'm also 5 foot 5 inches, weigh 125 pounds, Sagittarius, allergic to oranges, carry around 2 rings, can actually get along with Kiddo and the rest of the squad. The Squirts like me and I'm Nee-chan's Imouto. And I can do this!" I exclaimed in a deadpan voice and put my hands together and wiggled them sync while moving my ears.

"What are you going with my family?"

"I'm protecting this family more than you!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"First day here, I rescued Nana from a hitman from a rival family, I've been keeping Nana relaxed and not worried about her son while he goes on training trips with Reborn, keeping Kiddo's future guardian's family non worried while they disappear for days at a time. Investigating why Namimore Middle is treating Kiddo like dirt, reported to Reborn to at least 5 other hitmans who are after your family. I have been there for them when you weren't."

"I've been keeping them safe! Don't you dare tell me any different!"

"That's a lie that you've been telling yourself for a very long time. You're actually starting to believe it!"

"I'm doing what I can to keep them safe!"

"Lies! You're a construction worker? Who sends postcards from Antarctica with penguins? You're gone for years at a time as a construction worker? You could have said that you work as a bodyguard for an important family, and they are understaffed. That's why you don't visit often or call. But you can get emails on a secure channel that I know you have. You're a talent scout for some entertainment business. A pilot; an oil-rig worker; a journalist. There are so many better jobs you could have said. Kiddo thinks you're dead half the time and loathes you the other half. If he doesn't trust you, what makes you think he is going to keep you on as a External Advisor?"

"I'm his father!" Iemitsu snapped back, veins popping out from his neck as I kept point out his mistakes, face getting redder and redder.

"Reborn is more his father than you are!" I snapped back.

A loud sound of skin hitting skin, dishes breaking and a table crashing to the ground is what Reborn heard. He didn't even think that Iemitsu would do that. "Iemitsu, get off of her." Reborn said with his adult voice, pointing his Leon-gun at him.

"Told you, you can't handle the truth." I said, staring down my brother in law with a harsh glare, the knife that's on my throat making it hard to swallow. Broken dishes scattered around me with some coffee soaking my hair, I can feel a piece of dish piercing my arm.

"She's working with another family!"

"What proof do you have?"

"Well obviously you're with a enemy family if Reborn can't get any information on you, and you just so happened to stop a few assassins while you 'showed up'? My family is safe here in Namimori."

"Iemitsu! I said get off of her!" shooting a bullet by our heads.

"Hai."

"Look, I go by Ann, I'm here helping Reborn and Kiddo because I know things. I can help them." I said through gritted teeth, getting the broken piece out of my arm.

Iemitsu's eyes narrowed. "How do you help them?"

"I know that things aren't as they seem and you are just here to pass out the rings and then be on your merry way back to Italy." I said, getting up and heading over to the sink to clean up my arm and my face, which I can feel beginning to bruise.

"How could you possibly know that?"

"I know that things aren't as they seem and the Tin man has had always a heart. I'll be staying in a hotel for next couple of nights. Will you let Nee-chan know Reborn?" I asked, getting my arm done and looking at him, completely ignoring Iemitsu.

"Hai, Ann-san."

"I'll see you guys in a couple of days. And since Iem-chan here is an excellent construction worker, he can fix the table."

It was a few hours later that I received a text from Reborn saying that my oh so lovely brother in law has the kitchen fixed. I replied back that I'll be staying at the Garden Spa Hotel, suite 1307 and to thank my brother for me.

"Well, this is lovely room!" I said, opening the door and looking around the room. It was real nice, huge bed, nice tv at the opposite end of the wall. A full kitchen and the view was amazing!

I got myself a nice cup of Jo and stood over by the window that looked over the mountains. 'What a beautiful night, too bad on what happened earlier.' I thought, lightly touching my cheek and my eye where I knew the bruise was beginning to form.

"VOOIII!" I heard from above me.

What the hell. Why am I hearing Squalo?