Hey everyone! Sorry about no chapter last month. I've been trying to stick to once a month updates, but with final papers and exams December is just too hectic of a month. I'm going to attempt to post another chapter soon though. We will see lol

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN KHR


Dear diary,

All I wanted was a peaceful afternoon. Yet somehow I ended up having to bandage up the idiot trio. It's as if they purposely go out of their way to make things harder for me.

"We'll use the reception room of the school." announced Reborn.

"That's a terrible idea." Michiko responded, leaning against the fence not looking up from her book.

"The reception room is almost never used. The furniture and the view are good and the geographical location is excellent." continued Reborn, paying no attention to her complaints.

"You can't just take rooms from the school as you please." she said, rolling her eyes. "You have to have administrative permission."

"Then you can get it for us." he countered. "As a student with high scores and a reputation as class representative you'll have no trouble with this."

She furrowed her brows, finally putting her book aside. "I don't recall involving myself in this nonsense."

"Once you commented you were already getting yourself into our business."

"It can't be helped when I was the one sitting here first and then you all just happened to stumble onto the roof."

It's uncanny how often I run into them even when I'm trying to avoid them. Sure the roof is a pretty popular lunch spot, but it was the middle of fall. Most people preferred the indoors when it was this breezy outside.

"Let's get going then." said Reborn, leading the way.


Yamamoto slid open the reception room door, admiring the interior. Michiko bumped into his back when he had unexpectedly halted in his tracks.

Yes, I had followed them. Why? Because I knew that somehow something would go wrong and of course I would be dragged along into it anyway. At least if I joined them there would be backstory behind the bullshit.

She clicked her tongue and rubbed her nose. "Yama-"

He glanced back at her and lifted a finger up, signaling for her to be quiet. Michiko threw him a confused look, but heard another voice beginning to speak. Of course the room was already taken. She tried to get a glance of the figure in the room, but with Yamamoto completely blocking the view there was no way to do so. However, thanks to Gokudera's temper, the boy stormed into the room screaming, leaving a vacant spot for her to catch a glimpse.

Michiko eyed the black haired boy with curiosity. He looked unamused with the group's arrival and even further annoyed by Gokudera's attitude. With a swift swing of his arm, he removed Gokudera's cigarette from his mouth.

She raised her brows at the sudden action, extremely confused by this boy. Turning towards Yamamoto she noticed the fear in his eye. She nudged him with her elbow to get his attention. "Why're you impersonating Sawada?"

Instead of responding he pushed Michiko behind him and out of the room. So much for a backstory. While she was pushed out, Tsuna decided to happily wander inside, completely disregarding the situation. In under a minute Michiko witnessed the three boys get violently beaten.

What was she supposed to do now? What were the chances that this sicko wouldn't beat up a female? Unfortunately psychopaths didn't seem to discriminate. Maybe it would be best to call an ambulance?

"I'll call an ambulance for them."

Michiko breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he wasn't that sick. In the following seconds, she watched as he once again hit Tsuna on the chin.

"Well, I have to beat up the other two so they can get on the ambulance too."

Her mouth gaped open at the absurdity of the situation. Nope, he was definitely sick. As much as she wanted to abandon the trio she knew the guilt would eventually hit, so Michiko apprehensively walked into the room.

"Hm another one?"

The frown on her face lengthened turning into a painful grimace. "I'm just here to drag them out."

His smirk grew, obviously amused. Michiko didn't bother hide her discomfort as she neared Gokudera and Yamamoto's bodies.

"I'm not done yet!" she heard Tsuna, who was clad only in boxers, scream while punching the boy square in the face.

Taking Tsuna's sudden attack as an opportunity, Michiko tried to wake up Gokudera and Yamamoto. There was no way she'd be able to drag two boys who normally towered over her into safety regardless of the circumstances.

"Wake up you idiots!" she hastily whispered, harshly slapping both of them on the shoulder. If these idiots didn't wake up now, she would be the one sending them to the hospital. Suddenly, a gust of smoke filled the room and she found Tsuna dragging the two out of the reception room. Michiko quickly followed behind.

Once a decent distance away, she left the trio and headed towards the nurse's office. They would definitely need antiseptic and bandages with the injuries they had received. She rummaged through the drawers, pulling out all the necessary items.


Tsuna seethed, recoiling as Michiko pressed the antiseptic dipped cotton ball against his cheek.

"Stay still." she hissed out, using her free hand to cup his other cheek and forcibly pull him closer to her.

She had already taken care of the other two boys rather begrudgingly. Gokudera continuously grumbled throughout her treatment, occasionally screaming out a profanity whereas Yamamoto smiled, mildly cringing when the antiseptic burned. The only one left was Tsuna and he, for the life of him, wouldn't stop flinching.

"It's all your faults for partaking in such a ridiculous plan to begin with. Now stop squirming unless you want an infection." she lectured him, tightening her harsh grip on his chin.

"Class rep, ease up a little. He did hit me there." Tsuna jerked his face out of her hand.

Michiko glared at him and pushed his shoulder causing him to fall backwards onto the ground. Still gripping his shoulder, she placed her knee on his chest, pressing herr body weight onto him. With her free hand, she pushed the cotton ball down towards him.

"AHHH!"

All I gained from today was another person on the list of people to avoid. On that note, here's my new motto; don't follow along for the backstory because you'll end up having to clean everything up yourself. The timeless classic curiosity killed the cat. These idiots are on their own.


Why do people leave idiots unattended to?

Michiko sat in the far back corner of the room as the shouts of male students bombarded her ears. It was time for the Namimori Junior High Athletic Festival and every year -for some godforsaken reason- the enthusiasm rises to exponential levels. They had split the school into three teams and with her luck the leader of her team happened to be the older Sasagawa sibling. As if this boy needed a reason to scream. She had sat so far in the back hoping his voice wouldn't reach her, but to no avail.

With a sigh, Michiko placed her book on the desk and pushed her glasses up to her forehead. She inhaled deeply, covering her eyes with the palms of her hands, slowly moving her fingers toward the sides of her head. She closed her eyes, releasing a long breath and pressing down on her temples. Her ears perked as the chair next to her slid across the tiled floor, signaling that someone had taken a seat to her right.

"Hey class rep!" greeted a disgustingly cheerful voice she immediately recognized.

Michiko hurriedly put her arms onto the desk and buried her face into them. Of all the times to deal with the trio why now?

I had been masterfully avoiding them for the past week so why did they have to appear when I was in even less of a tolerant mood than usual? Did I commit some kind of cruel act in a past life or does some other being just enjoy seeing me suffer?

"Are you okay?" asked Yamamoto in that ever concerned tone of voice she had heard much too often by now.

Yamamoto Takeshi only has two tones with me, concerned or happy. The latter is a default. The former? God knows seeing as if he were truly concerned he would have identified himself as the problem.

She weakly put up a hand to him, hoping the message of please stop would successfully transfer over. He didn't respond so she assumed it did. Once again Sasagawa's shouts filled the room and Michiko let out a loud groan doubtful anyone would hear it over his voice.

"That boxing freak is so annoying. Can't he speak with a normal tone?" mumbled Gokudera.

She mentally agreed, scoffing at Tsuna's mild scolding towards Gokudera. His beloved "Kyoko-chan" hearing this wouldn't make a difference. She should know how annoying her brother is by now.

The older Sasagawa's voice continued to boom through the room, eventually passing on the leadership to Tsuna. Now Michiko had to raise her head for this. A majority vote for Tsuna? How could he possibly…?

Her train of thought trailed off as the older boy and Gokudera threatened the others to agree. She peered towards Tsuna who was frozen in fear. He caught her eye and passed Michiko a hesitant look of worry. She ignored it and turned away from him.

Sucks for Sawada, but not my problem. Or so I thought.


"Why am I at the riverside?"

Michiko crossed her arms, attempting to shield herself from the harsh wind. Of course it was unsuccessful. Her hair was shoved into her face, blocking her view. She could feel goosebumps developing on her arms as well.

"So remind me again why I am here?" she spoke through gritted teeth, completely stone faced.

"Come on class rep, it's not that bad." Yamamoto gleefully smiled back.

Michiko stared back debating on who of the four she should murder first. Tsuna, who always got involved in nonsense, Yamamoto who was always too happy about nonsense, Gokudera who complained but still went along with the nonsense, or Sasagawa senpai who forced Tsuna into this particular nonsense. Oh what a myriad of choices.

"You're Tsuna's tutor too, you should be here." said Reborn.

"I'm his academic tutor not his fitness instructor. Besides aren't you also his "tutor"." she asked, eying Reborn suspiciously.

For some odd reason he was wearing a boxing costume and using the alias Master PaoPao. Although strange, playing pretend wasn't something out of the ordinary for children but Michiko was still skeptical. She decided to not pry further seeing as the more time wasted the longer she would be forced to stay.

"You haven't come to tutor Tsuna recently. Consider this as making up for those days."

She rolled her eyes, but refrained from making a comment.

Sawada managed to climb the pole, only to fall into the river because Gokudera and Sasagawa senpai were arguing. Lucky him, he might just get out of this situation. While they went on with this stupidity I managed to sneak away. At least the athletic festival is over tomorrow.


The following morning Michiko woke up and headed to school. She stopped by the nurse's office to pick up a first aid kit. Unfortunately as the class rep, she became the default health monitor for the festival. "Who else but the reliable class representative?" the students unanimously agreed, causing her to roll her eyes in remembrance of the event.

"Women are always welcome though." she heard an older man respond as she opened the door. His eyes stopped on Michiko and he gave her a wink. "How about a kiss?" he questioned.

She entered the room with a grimace. She looked around in disgust, noting Tsuna was also in the room. "What is this Nezu-sensei part two?" she mumbled to him.

She walked towards the cart and grabbed the kit, hastily exiting with Tsuna trailing behind her. As usual he was distraught and panicked.

"Why are you always like this?" Michiko sighed. "If you don't want to do it just say so. Asserting yourself is better than letting other people down."

"I kind of told Kyoko I'd do it yesterday though…"

Before Michiko could speak up Kyoko appeared seeking Tsuna. She eagerly handed him a headband with his name sewed into it. She smiled at him, wishing him luck and joyfully walked away. Tsuna, on the other hand, was completely dispirited.

"Wow I guess one step forward two steps back really is accurate of your potential romance. Being leader probably won't hurt too badly."


"Being leader won't hurt too badly." Tsuna sarcastically laughed, mocking Michiko's earlier statement as she bandaged his arm.

"Don't test me Sawada." she warned. "No one expected everything to turn into a free for all brawl."

"I guess not." he responded.

"I'm done." she replied, wrapping up the gauze.

"Thanks."

She handed him a water bottle and proceeded to dig through the first aid kit. He stared confusedly as she handed him two pills.

"One is a fever reducer, the other is a painkiller. Your muscles are probably sore after today and you felt a little warm while I was bandaging you. Figured it was a fever since you fell into the river yesterday."

"Oh thanks." he shyly smiled at her.

"If you're really that grateful try avoiding trouble. I'm supposed to be helping you out with your love life not nursing you back to health."

"Why not do both?" questioned Reborn from below.

"My services are limited. I'm already his academic tutor and love coach for free, personal nurse will be extra."

"Once Tsuna becomes a mafia boss he'll have the money to pay you back."

"Reborn!" shouted out Tsuna, anxiously staring back and forth between the two. "Ignore him class rep, you know how children are. They like to make up their own games."

"It's not a game." responded Reborn.

Reborn had previously mentioned the mafia to her before and Michiko had decided to humor him by playing along. She figured why not do the same now since the child was at least consistent with his bluffs.

"Well how can I make sure Sawada won't go back on these payments?"

"Easy. Join our family."

"Deal. Sawada you're going to be in mountains of debt at this rate." she smirked at the boy before packing up the first aid kit and taking her leave.

"Wait class rep!" he shouted. It was too late though as Michiko was already out of earshot.

Tsuna groaned. Frustrated he pushed his face into his hands. "Reborn what were you thinking? Class rep too, she's the type to reject these kinds of proposals."

If I was gonna get forcibly involved in all of this regardless I might as well get to have some fun with it. Besides just because Reborn was joking about the mafia doesn't mean I wasn't joking about that debt. They should at the very least pay me for all the suffering I have to endure.


Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think! I am a bit apprehensive about this chapter tbh. Any form of critique is welcome.