Disclaimer: I own the OCs, the rest is Akira Amano's work.

Fratellanza

"Damn, how come you have so much paperwork?" I asked as I was looking at the pile of papers on his desk. "Anyway, the infirmary is full for the day."

"Good," Kyoya told me, handing me a file. "There are selections for the baseball team, give this to the coach." I nodded and took the file, waving it at Kyoya as I left the room.

School started last week and nothing had happened. Kyoya went back to his duties of Chairman and I ended up skipping some classes to work for him. He would also take my schedule to know what classes I could skip so that he'd make me fight him.

Obviously, so far I was winning. I understood now why he wanted me to join his group. He wanted a challenge. Being in Namimori didn't provide him with a lot of challenging fights unlike me and my prior experiences, so he just wanted to have me around to pick a fight whenever he wanted.

Fucking ass.

When I reached the baseball field, I yawned. Although Tsunayoshi was now in the same school as me, his life was just...so boring to watch. He had no friends though, and after a call to the Ninth, he told me the best would be to remain a watcher and not get in contact with him. Not that I wanted to befriend him, it was just he reminded a lot of Dino back in the days. It was simpler times, where Dad was alive, I was going to school with a first-aid kit in my bag to fix up my brother and Superbi would just be around and sometimes help me to keep Dino out of troubles, even if that moron would never admit it out loud.

Simpler times inde…

"Watch out!" I widened my eyes, dropped the file and stopped the ball coming my way. I winced. It didn't hurt, but my hand definitely shouldn't be this hot just because of a ball! "Sorry sorry! I didn't think the ball would be that fast!" I looked up from the ball to the boy. His skin was tanned, his short hair black and his eyes hazelnuts. However, he was way taller than me but looked younger. "Oh, it's you!" I blinked.

"Yes, I am me." He laughed and rubbed the back of his head.

"You haven't noticed me I guess! I'm Yamamoto Takeshi, you often come to my family's sushi restaurant." I bumped my fist in my opened hand.

"I see, I thought you looked like someone I knew. You're Tsuyohi's son?"

"Yeah, that's me!" He picked up the file and gave it back to me, frowning at my reddened hand. "Sorry, it hurt your hand." I waved it off.

"Don't worry about that Takeshi, it's nothing." He stared at me. "What?"

"You're Italian, right?" I nodded and he picked up the ball with a smile. "Just to be sure, we usually use our last name when we don't know each other very well in Japan."

"I know, I find that stupid. Should I call you Yamamoto?" He mused over it and shook his head.

"No, I kind of like just being called Takeshi you know?" He took the file. "It's for the coach, isn't it? I'll give it to him, go heal your hand." I just stared at him.

"Heh...thanks?" He grinned and turned around.

Okay…?

I went back to the Reception Room. Kyoya raised a brow at me being back so quickly. I shrugged and took the first-aid kit in my bag to fix my hand.

"There's one guy trying for the baseball team, he'll be accepted by the way, who's not normal." I looked up from my hand to Kyoya, who yawned and went back to his paperwork. "I mean it! The ball he threw burned my hand and I wasn't even close to the field yet!"

"Can he fight?"

"Fight? Well, I don't know but...I think he has potential." I got up and knelt in front of one of Kyoya's drawer. I rummaged through the first years' files and took one. "Got it!"

I slumped in the couch and read it.

Interesting...that guy was in Tsunayoshi's class.

As I closed the file, a tonfa reached my nose. I rubbed it with a frown.

"Can't you aim at something else?"

"It's the middle of your face." I stuck my tongue at him but he just grabbed me by the back of my collar as I had a tissue on my nose. "I'm going to bite you to death." I smirked smugly and kept my mouth shut until we reached the empty roof.

"You mean...you'll try." He glared and ran at me.

I honestly think that the funniest part of being a member of the DC was to see the other members' reaction to Kyoya and I interacting with each other. They had no clue of what our relationship was. Well, Tetsuya knew we were childhood 'friends' if I could put it that way, but he didn't know the exact circumstances in which we met.

Although...his face was hilarious when I said Kyoya probably had been thinking of me as a worthy rival since we fought for the first time and hated the fact I was way stronger than him now. Of course, Kyoya attacked me at this, but he didn't deny the 'rival' part.

Why would a language have three different alphabets, huh? As if kanji were not hard enough to remember, there were also hiragana and katakana! I knew enough to understand and be understood, but it wasn't good enough for Kyoya. I asked him what one character meant, just one, and suddenly I was an illiterate shaming the Committee. I could speak Italian, Japanese, Mandarin, English and some Korean, but I was illiterate!

Kyoya was mean and was enjoying it.

"I'm home!" a voice said in my back as the sushi I had between my chopsticks was basically crushed in my soy sauce, my eyes staring harshly at the katakana in my book as if it would set them on fire.

"Welcome back Takeshi!" Oh. I peeked above my shoulder and nodded at the boy. He grinned at me and walked to my table.

"You enjoy our sushi, don't you?" I nodded.

"My brother told me to make a list of all Namimori nice restaurants before he went back home. Well, I always go back to that one in the end." He laughed.

"It's a good thing for us, isn't it?" I smiled faintly and he looked at my book. "Hum? I have that, we used it in elementary school." I ducked my head, sulking.

"I know, it's Kyoko's. I still have troubles with all of the characters," I said weakly, embarrassed at using a book for children. Takeshi noticed it.

"Haha, that's nothing to be ashamed of! We have three different set of symbols after all!" I sighed and ate my sushi. Hum, too much soy sauce.

"Yeah, but you'd think after learning Mandarin I would be used to it." He blinked.

"You speak Mandarin?"

"And Italian, English, Japanese obviously, and some Korean." He blinked once again in shock.

"I didn't know you were that smart senpai!"

"My education didn't give me a choice...have I told you what my name was?"

"Hum? No, but I know it. Sini Ana, isn't it? I don't think a lot of Italian girls are in the Disciplinary Committee after all." I smirked.

"Yeah. My name is Luciana though."

"I know, I have some trouble to pronounce it right." I nodded. He was right to use 'Ana' then, I hated when people mispronounced my name. "I'll let you eat in peace. See you around." I waved at him as he left to go at the back of the restaurant.

The next morning, as I had joined the Sasagawa siblings to go to school, late of half an hour because I wanted to sleep, I kept turning down Ryohei's proposition to join his Boxing Club. You would think the red armband pinned to the sleeve of my black jacket would be enough to make him stop, but no.

"Oh, senpai, I was thinking, you said your older brother wanted you test out good places to eat in town for when he comes, right?" I nodded and Kyoko smiled happily at me. "Would it be okay if we go in town together when you're done with your duties? There is a nice bakery you'd like, and Hana has something to do for her parents." I looked up at the clouds.

"Sure why not. I should be free by four." When Kyoko left us at school to go to her class, Ryohei looked at me in confusion.

"I thought the Committee made you leave school around six?" I shrugged.

"Meh, Kyoya can do a day without me. Let's go to class."

Of course, later that day, Kyoya called me to tell me he'd bite me to death for skipping the sweet time we had together patrolling.

I may or may not have hung up on him after telling him I was an independent woman who had her own life.

We were on our way back home, my stomach full of delicious cakes, when a group of guys in their twenties stopped us, perverted grin on their disgusting faces.

"Well, aren't you two just adorable?" One of them said and I sighed, grabbing his wrist easily when he tried to touch Kyoko's hair. They were bad news, I just knew it.

"S...Senpai..." I looked at her and smiled gently.

"Please Kyoko, step back and if you don't want to see or hear, then don't. It will be quick."

"What the..." Without leaving the guy the chance to finish his sentence, I broke his wrist. He screamed in pain, another one tried to hit me, but I balanced myself on the head of the first one to kick him in the chin, not bothering not to break his jaw.

Overall, the dozen of dudes were down fairly quick. What Fon would say if I couldn't beat up some guys with no training background after all?

I took my phone to call Kyoya but feeling an asthma attack, I gave it to Kyoko, who was clearly still in shock.

"Tell him to bring a cleaning team where we are," I told her quickly. As she put the phone on her ear, I leaned against the wall and put my inhalator in my mouth.

Kyoko gave me back my phone once the call was over and I threw it back in my bag.

"Are you okay?" I asked her. She jumped and raised wide eyes at me, nodding frantically.

"Yes, thanks to you. I...I'm not usually bothered on this road." I closed my eyes.

"It's tough to be a girl in this men's world. Didn't Ryohei teach you one or two moves to defend yourself?"

"No, onii-chan says I shouldn't fight because he can protect me." Well, that reminded me of someone.

Barely five minutes later and some moans of pain coming from the ground, Kyoya arrived behind us. He stopped his bike and nicely threw his tonfa at me. I dodged, the weapon breaking the wall behind me, knowing that if I had grabbed it it would have wounded me.

That bastard was progressing way too fast to my liking.

"You'll bite me to death all you want later Kyo-chan," he twitched at the nickname and glared, before glancing at the trash, "but some trash tried to do stuff on innocent girls like us."

"Innocent?" he repeated with irony. I gave him the finger as he grabbed the wallet of one of them to see his ID. "They're known from the police forces. We'll take care of it." I nodded and straightened up.

"Well, I'll walk Kyoko back to her place."

On the way, she was as silent as a grave.

"So...see you at school."

"Yes...thank you Ana-senpai." I waved her off.

"Don't worry about it, it's my job. Kyoya would kill me if I didn't do it."

"Please tell me you're coming home this summer." I could hear Reborn chuckling behind Dino as I was walking to school. I chuckled at my brother.

"Well, sure, I was thinking of visiting Arro too, and bring him back to Japan with me." He sighed.

"Thank God, hopefully Reborn will target you." I sweatdropped, nodding at Takeshi when he spotted me. "And I miss you, obviously."

"You know, starting by that would actually make me believe it." He laughed heartily.

"What are you doing right now?"

"Going to school an hour early to make up for skipping my 'duties'."

"You know if that boy is really annoying tell him off. I know you have no problem doing that." I smirked.

"No can do, I enjoy pissing him off too much for my own well-being. Say 'hi' to Reborn for me, bye."

"Don't skip school!" I hung up.

"Hey Takeshi."

"Hi. Someone back home?"

"My brother who's trying to use me as a sacrifice," I replied. He cocked a brow and I shook my head. "Never mind. Why are you going to school this early?" The sun was barely rising as it was seven a.m.

"We have morning practice twice a week." My mouth formed an 'o' of understanding. "You start this early every morning?"

"No, but I skipped the hours I'm supposed to do after class a few days ago to go to a bakery so Kyoya is making me pay by taking away what is the most precious thing to me: my sleep."

The day was calm, and boring like any day in this fucking town. I was doing my regular patrol around the first years building just after the bell rang the end of the day when I heard guys laughing at someone. I looked around the corner and sighed.

Tsunayoshi was being bullied. Again, but I was very close this time, and…

Damn, he just reminded me so much of how Dino used to be.

In the blink of an eye, I was kicking one of the bullies in the stomach, hard enough to send him against the tree.

"Trash," I spat, beating the others without holding back. There were broken bones, but I didn't care. I turned around to Tsunayoshi, who had his bag firmly clenched in his hands and a terrified look on his face. "Can you get up?" He jumped on his feet and fell forward, yelping in pain. I sighed and grabbed his collar.

Unsurprisingly, there was no one at the infirmary, so once he was on a bed, I started disinfecting his open wounds. Of course, I was not delicate and didn't care about him wincing because of my lack of care.

"Hum...Sini-senpai?" I raised my eyes to him. Damn, I really was not a fan of that fake last name. "Why...why did you help me?" He was shy in his way of speaking, or just very intimidated.

"I don't like bullying," I answered curtly. He tensed at my tone.

"Oh." In my head, it was chaos. I wasn't suppose to make contact with the target, and here I was, treating his wounds. I put a band-aid on his cheek and he blushed, which made me smirk, thus he blushed even harder.

"Tsunayoshi," I started calmly, surprising him because I was probably less harsh than he expected me to be. "You need to stand up for yourself or you'll never get anything in life. It's scary, but worth it." I got up and tidied up a little after allowing myself to take what I wanted in the cabinets. "Can you go home by yourself?" He nodded quickly, but when he got up, I didn't miss how he winced in pain. "You might have sprained your ankle after all. I'll go home with you."

"What? You don't...don't have to..." I waved him off.

"It's my job." And oh how it was literally my job. "Wait for me at the gates, I'll get my bag." Kyoya wasn't in the room, but Tetsuya was. When he saw me taking my bag, he tried to stop me.

"Please Ana-san, the Chairman won't be happy to know you're skipping again!"

"I'm not really," I told him flatly, "someone was being bullied but they hurt their ankle. I'm making sure they're getting home in one piece." He blinked in surprise and I wished the stupid twig between his teeth would fall.

"Oh, are you coming back after?"

"Yeah, tell Kyoya that."

Tsunayoshi was fidgeting at the gates and seemed surprise to see me. I raised an amused brow and gestured to him with my head, telling him silently to lead the way. His arm was quickly on my shoulders to help him walk.

When I was the one initiating a physical contact, other than in fights of course, I was fine.

I still didn't like being familiarly touched by random people, even people I knew. Superbi touched my arm once, when we met and he kept me from being shot at school, but if he tried to just pat my shoulder I would kick him.

Anyway, Tsunayoshi was at a fifteen-minute walk from school, and around the same amount of time from my place. There was a woman hanging clothes out in the front yard.

"Tsu-kun, welcome home!" she said, turning around with a beaming smile. She raised her brows at my sight. "Ara, you've made a friend?" Tsunayoshi waved his arms in front of him.

"No, she's my senpai and decided to walk me home! I fell down the stairs at school."

"Oh I see, thank you..."

"Sini Luciana," I replied flatly. The only thing I could think of was I was in the presence of Sawada Nana and Sawada Tsunayoshi, my Boss' family I heard so much about for years and that they didn't know Iemitsu was in the Italian Mafia. Nana beamed at me.

"It sounds Italian, how exotic!" From their point of view I guess...they were the exotic ones to me. "Please come inside, I'll make some snacks!"

"Actually I..." Nana stared at me happily, still with that beaming smile. I shot Tsunayoshi a look, who was apparently mixed between horror at his mother inviting me, and shame because of his mother's behavior. "Sure, why not?"

Let's just say that I would not miss the opportunity to make fun of Iemitsu thanks to the pictures I saw in his house. Tsunayoshi was still embarrassed as his mother talked happily, glad to see her son had a 'friend'.

Huh, I would be scolded.

Nana left at some point to pick up her laundry and I grabbed another cookie she made when Tsunayoshi turned wide eyes to me.

"I'm sorry for my mother," he apologized nervously. I swallowed the food in my mouth.

"That's okay, your mom seems to know her way around a kitchen." He chuckled nervously.

"But don't you have other things to do?" I blinked, tilted my head on my shoulder and pinched my nose when I remembered a certain Prefect.

"Damn, he's going to bite me to death again..." I muttered. "Oh well, at least I had something good before my death. You're lucky to have a mom like her."

"She's a regular mom you know," he muttered quietly and I smiled faintly.

As I made my way home, texting Tetsuya to apologize, I couldn't help but think Tsunayoshi was lucky to think that. I knew Dino managed to put my mother in an institute, but he didn't want to tell me a lot of details, just to let him handle this. It wasn't as if I was ready to see her anyway. I thought I could before, but thinking back on it...it wasn't true.

Still, there was so much innocence in Tsunayoshi's statement. When you grow up with parents, I guess it's pretty normal to have them do what they do and care for you.

Fuck, I missed Dad terribly.

"Seriously?" I asked Takeshi, sitting next to me on the roof, his bento box on his laps. I was pretty sure that despite all, he was feeling pretty lonely. Being popular did that to you. People saw the outside, but never truly wanted to see the inside.

Which would explain why he always seemed to find me, and why I was eating lunch with him, a band aid on my brow bone. Kyoya was getting better, so much that I was more serious now.

"Yeah, he really said that."

"So, if I give you English lessons on Sundays, I get a free meal as a compensation?" I repeated in disbelief. "That's a deal Takeshi!" He laughed.

"I'm really not good you know!"

"Don't worry, my best friend has lived in America for years, if anything I can ask him tips on how he learned English."

"America? That's far!" I smirked.

"Funny enough, he lives closer to me now than when I lived in Italy. Thinking of it, you two would get along." He raised his brows. "He's into sports in his high school, including baseball." Takeshi grinned.

"Now I want to know him!" I got up, a smirk on my face.

"He told me he'd visit, I'll introduce the two of you to each other. Anyway, go back to class." He started to walk to the door but I grabbed his shoulder. "One more thing, Sawada Tsunayoshi is in your class, right?" He looked up, thinking.

"Yeah, he is."

"Good, would you keep an eye on him for me?" Under his quizzical look, I continued. "He was being bullied pretty badly the other day. I was there and stopped it, but I'm sure it will happen again and he doesn't seem like he can defend himself for now." And he didn't have friends, but that was left unsaid.

Takeshi patted my shoulder with a confident smile on his lips.

"You can count on me senpai." I smiled back, although mine was small.

"Thanks Takeshi." On this note, I went back to the Reception Room. There was no one but a pile of paperwork on the desk. I sighed and started doing it.

However, I was not relaxed. I couldn't help but feeling like I was being watched.

At six, I left school. I asked Tetsuya where Kyoya was, but he didn't know. I frowned at that, and patrolled quickly around town. Kyoya was nowhere to be seen.

Fuck, could the Nishimuras…they had been strangely quiet ever since mine and Kyoya's escape so…

I ran back to my place, ready to hack into some files to know more, but almost tripped over my own two feet when I entered my living-room. Kyoya was sitting in my couch, the medical supplies I kept in my bathroom on my coffee table, him bandaging his wrist.

"The hell Kyoya?" I muttered, astonished by his presence.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi." I blinked in surprise. "He's the remaining candidate to inherit the Vongola Family and you were sent here to keep an eye on him." I widened my eyes. The...fuck...Kyoya pointed a file on the couch next to him with his uninjured arm and I took it.

My fingers crumpled the sheets of paper in my hands.

Tsunayoshi.

Takeshi.

Tsuyoshi.

Nana.

Ryohei.

Kyoko.

There were files for all of them with information even I was not aware of. Like how Yamamoto Tsuyoshi had been a hitman until he met his wife and managed to settle down in Namimori thanks to Iemitsu, indirectly placing him and his family in CEDEF debt.

"They were quiet...because they were collecting information about me?" I muttered weakly.

"Hide," Kyoya spoke out for the first time, "had a strange look in his eyes when you used your flame."

"Yeah, I noticed too." I fell down next to Kyoya, my head thrown back on the back of my couch.

Fuck, I was screwed. I had put the lives of innocent people in danger because of my fucking past. However, before they just cared about getting me back. If they had information about the people I knew in this town, then it meant they wanted something else. Hide was surprised for my flame.

Could it be that?

But why?

"They'll move soon," he stated coldly. I bit the inside of my cheek.

"With just the two of us, we can't do anything. Last time we ran away. That Hide...he's fucking strong." Kyoya glared at the carpet on the floor. Of course he already knew it.

"So what?" he ended up asking.

"If it comes to it, I will have to call my Boss to tell him the town his family lives in is threatened by the strongest yakuza group in the country," I hissed in frustration, before turning my head to him. "Fon will know and will be pissed." He frowned, knowing I was right. One day, we would have to call Fon. "I don't know what happened between you two, or why you seem to dislike him, but I'm not having innocent deaths added to my guilt because you don't know when to ask for help."

And anyway, if Fon discovered I had been involved in his family business against my will, I would never be able to convince him to stay quiet about it in front of Reborn and Dino.

Although, if CEDEF were to be involved in this mess, they wouldn't be able to know because it would be classified as confidential.

"I'm hungry," Kyoya said suddenly. I blinked several times in confusion, then looked at the window. The sun was gone already, and the night was slowly appearing.

"I have enough curry leftovers for two," I told him flatly. He shrugged and I got up to go to the kitchen area to heat this up. "And, if you're too lazy to go home, I have a spare bedroom."

I wasn't even shocked when, after eating in silence, he went to the room in front of mine.

This was a mess.

This was Kyoya's family mess and, by some weird twist of the universe, I was now involved in it too deeply to get out of it without destroying it. We both knew it.

We were in that mess together, that we liked it or not.

Fratellanza

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