Authors notes
I'm so sorry for the late update *bowing repeatedly* but I finally regained my motivation! XD why it left me I have no idea...
I confused myself (so embarrassing T_T) Cielo and Masamune are Actually 13 not 14 yet... a thousand apologies!
I was browsing around and I discovered one of my 11th gen fanfic Sempai's massive community! Like she even has her own wiki page! O_O Thus I've come to the conclusion that I also want to build a big community for The Inheritance Project XD
For now I'll start with just writing on fanfiction and drawing some stuff on deviantart. Summer holidays start soonish, and when they do I'm going to learn how to make digital art and create some proper character profiles for Cielo and his guardians! In case you can't already tell, I'm not particularly artistic :P But I'll try my best!
uniquemangalover: AS ALWAYS THANKS FOR YOUR CONTINUED SUPPORT! XD
blacklightningwolf: Thank for reviewing! I picture Cielo and Reborn having a different relationship to what Reborn and Tsuna have. More of it coming up soon!
Randomstranger: Thanks for reviewing!Before I got the 3ds I just had the original DS. Stick around Cielo has many 'brilliant' ideas in that head of his XD
scarlet rose white: Thanx for reviewing! Here's the next chapter for you XD
Let it begin! let it begin! (yes I've been watching Bolt XD)
End notes
Faraway from the Sawada residence, in the top floor penthouse of a high-class luxury apartment building, a young girl with silver hair sits at her desk with her head in her hands. The atmosphere around her is rather gloomy.
A woman knocks on her door, "Ojou-sama, dinner is ready." She calls. "Ano… Ojou-sama?"
At this time the girl's only thoughts are: "I've been seen… my life is over…"
"Ojou-sama? Is everything alright?" The woman calls again and tries to open the door only to find it locked. The girl continues to ignore her and slams her head on the desk, wallowing in her despair.
Her name is Gokudera Azusa, the only daughter of a high ranking official in one of the world's largest international company. She moved here to Namimori with her nanny/maid, Clara Alessi, about a year ago. She's the quiet, studious type of girl; your typical feminine and delicate wealthy young lady.
Is what her classmates think.
Truthfully Azusa is a loud, impatient and energetic girl. She has a black belt in karate and is stronger than most boys, thus often got into brawls with the local gangsters. To spite her father (who she is always fighting with) she learnt to play the drums instead of the piano and got a skull rose tattoo on her shoulder blade. Needless to say, he was furious with her.
However, by the time she was twelve she grew tired of her reputation as a tomboy thug and the constant brawls she got into because of it. When her father forced her to move to Japan, to attend Namimori Middle School, she decided it was time to turn over a new leaf. She acts more 'ladylike' and works hard to keep her character of a well brought up young lady.
As of now that hard earned reputation is at stake!
Keeping up appearances is stressful work, and she needed to relieve some that stress; mainly by beating the crap out of some local thugs. She was a right on the edge of town, Namichuu students never come out to that area. YET! She was seen by some chibi cross-dressing brat, unmistakably wearing the Namichuu school uniform!
"Argh! It's all over!" She cries and collapses onto the floor.
"Ojou-sama, are you okay!?" Clara calls worriedly, still outside the door. Azusa simply ignored letting her despair run wild…
She's done for! That brat is sure to go around telling everybody about her! It's only a matter of time before the rumour spreads about her tomboyish nature and all her friends start to doubt her! She'll become a social outcast, she'll never be able to get a boyfriend, and all the school thugs will start targeting her again!
No, wait! There's still time! If she can put an end to the rumours before they really take off then maybe, just maybe, she can still save her image!
"That's right…hehehe…" She slowly rises from the floor and begins to laugh creepily.
"O-o-oujo…sama…?" Clara questions fearfully, still outside.
Grinning evilly, Azusa took the key hanging around her neck and unlocked a secret compartment in the wall. It opens up to reveal several firearms of different shapes and sizes. After a moment of thought she picked two handguns; a black colt M1911 (custom made of course) and a dark red Beretta M1915 (also custom made).
"I just have to end that scrawny brat before she can end me! Muahahaha!" Her maniacal laughter echo's throughout their home.
She is Gokudera Azusa, the only daughter of a high ranking official of one of the world's most powerful mafia families, and an accomplished hitman. Her bodyguard/maid, Clara Alessi, is currently very worried about her mistress's sanity.
"…Ojou-sama…"
"Aachoo!" I sneeze so hard I nearly fall off the bed.
"Vi benedica."
"Ugh, grazie…" I sniff. I didn't catch a cold did I? Great, like my list of problems isn't long enough already…
I sigh as I think back on the strange conversation with the home tutor— I mean hitman, Reborn. Which had led me to spend the past three hours sitting here playing my guitar attempting to process all that information…
…
A gunshot sounds as a bullet flies between the empty space between our heads. "There will be no interruptions while I speak or I will be forced to use this." He raises a green gun with a dangerous glint in his eye.
"Holy shit!"This guy is so freaking scary!
"YOU'VE ALREADY USED IT!" Masamune shrieks and earns himself another trip to the floor.
I'd have shouted too if not for the fact I was unable to move and I'd lost my voice. That and I don't want to end up like Masamune… Yeah, I'll just quietly listen to him and pray he doesn't try to murder me…
I stiffen when he turns to me, "I trust there will be no more interruptions."
I shake my head vigorously while Masamune picks himself off the floor again. He grumbles a little and glares but otherwise says nothing. Reborn smirks and begins his explanation again. I can tell this is going to be a very long chat…
…
I just can't believe it! Padre, my kind and gentlepadre, is the Tenth boss of one of the world's most powerful mafia family! And not only that, but both Masamune and I are the next in line for the title of Undisecimo! This Reborn guy is supposed to train us into some one worthy of becoming the next boss.
Apparently, there's also some kind of conflict going on about who the rightful heir should be since we're twins… Even though I'm the oldest twin, and by right that makes me next in line (or so Reborn says), there are some that believe Masamune is more suited for the position as boss.
Actually there are a few other candidates too but since we're the Decimo's sons, well… In the end it all comes down to what Padre thinks…
Masamune didn't believe any of it at all and quite frankly, neither did I really. But unlike him, I was just too shocked to voice my doubt. Actually, I think Masamune may have been a bit too vocal about it, having been thrown to the floor about twenty times in just the first hour.
But still 'Vongola', huh… I've heard that name before but I just thought it was clams… Oh! So that's why Padre wouldn't tell me what 'Vongola' was when I'd asked him that time! Because it was the mafia! Wow, talk about keeping some dark secrets… I wonder what made him change his mind about it…
No. I'd rather not know. I'm just gonna go to bed and pretend today never happened. I place my beloved guitar on its stand, grab my PJs and head for the bathroom for a nice hot bath. I ignore my brothers annoyed shouts and the sound of explosions from the downstairs. He's just playing one of his videogames… yeah, let's go with that…
Oh, it's the front door. Guess Katerina's finally home.
"Wonder what she's going to do about this Reborn guy?" Who knows…? Hope it won't be too big a mess…
I jolt up in bed suddenly; my book falls off the edge onto the floor. I must have dozed off while reading, wonder what woke me up?
"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!?" Masamune's screech echoes throughout the house.
Oh. That.
I roll over and check the clock. What the hell! It's only four in the morning! I still have another three hours to kill before I have to go to school! This is why I hate just dozing, you can never tell if it's been a few minutes or a couple of hours and it leaves you feeling all tired and groggy afterwards!
With a sigh I pick up my book and attempt to find the page I was on. Only to suddenly have Aigís shove me off the bed. Before I can yell at him, a huge green mallet slams into the bed where my head had been just seconds earlier. My mouth opens as I let out a silent scream when I saw Reborn hovering over me.
Merda! What the diamine is he doing here!? Wait. When and how did he get in here? The door is still closed… Okay, I am officially freaked out now…
"A mafia boss should be prepared for anything." Reborn commented as if to answer me. "Get ready for today's lesson dame Sora." With that he tosses me some clothes and vanishes downstairs.
"…" It took a few minutes for my brain to catch up to what he said. "Eeeeeeehhhh?"
"I vote we shut up and just do as he says."
"…Okay fine, but only because I like my head where it is." I grumble.
I change into the clothes he gave me (my red, black and white sports uniform) and head downstairs. Once there, I come face to face with a very cranky Masamune (also sporting his tracksuit) and a smirking Reborn.
"Saa, Dame Sora and Bakamune, let's begin shall we." He says with a malicious glint in his eye.
…Wait… Bakamune?
"Hahaha! I have to remember that one!" I resist the urge to burst out laughing.
Although, I don't think he's gonna take to this new nickname very well…
"HIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!" My scream cuts through the silence of the early morning in Namimori.
It's still dark as we run for our lives through the streets with a madman shooting at us, while we're carrying sacks of flour. I don't even know where the diamine we are, much less where we're going! Why the hell are we doing this anyway!?
"Your pace is slacking dame Sora." The instigator of our torture comments from wherever the diamine he's hiding and throws a grenade at me.
"Hiiiieeeeee!" I dash forward to avoid getting blown up, catching up to Bakamu— uh, I mean Masamune.
He's sweating a lot and breathing really hard. Naturally I am too, but since he does basketball I'd figured he'd have more stamina than me. I'm about ready to collapse though, having had no lunch yesterday and I skipped dinner too. My stomach growls in protest as we continue to run, it feels like it's caved in on itself…
"Okay. Stop here." The home tutor from hell commands, and throws a grenade in front of us. Masamune comes skidding to a halt while I jump backwards landing on my arse and nearly dropping the sack of flour.
"W-why… the hell… are we… doing… this?" Masamune pants heavily, leaning on his knees.
I just collapse onto the ground taking in as much air as possible. Seriously, I'm done. All my muscles ache and I simply cannot go on. I refuse move an inch from here!
"Hmm, not the best time and the both of you lack stamina." Reborn reports as he appears out of thin air towering over us. What's with that tone of voice? Was he actually timing us or something? More importantly, where the heck are we?
Masamune didn't like it one bit. "You— just what the f*** is that supposed to mean!?"
For the umpteenth time today he ended up kissing the dirt. "Watch your language, Bakamune." Reborn smirks as Masamune groans in pain. He really should just give it up… face it we're stuck with this sadist. "Break time's over."
Eeeeehh!? It's barely been two minutes since we stopped!
"A mafia boss should be able to make the most of his rest time, be it two hours or two minutes." He countered while cocking his gun.
"What's with that!?" Masamune shrieks.
…Don't you think you're overreacting just a little?
Reborn just ignores him, firing a warning shot. "Now if there aren't any more questions," he gestures to the stairs to his left. "Start climbing."
"Whaaaat!?"
"Stop shrieking already!"
I roll my eyes and sit up, raising my hand. "Hai! I have a question!"
He narrows his onyx eyes at me, "Yes?"
"You a home tutor as well as a hitman, correct?" I start.
"I am." He replies in a neutral tone.
"So I was wondering," I stand up and look him right in the eye. "Should I be calling you 'Sensei'?"
"Why the hell does it matter!?" Masamune yells with disbelief clear on his face.
"Seriously!? Of all the things you could ask, you ask that!?"
"Eeehh? But…" It was really bothering me…
Reborn just chuckles a little, "Do as you like."
"…Okay then, Reborn-sensei."
Masamune throws his hands in the air dramatically. "Why me?"
"Now," Reborn-sensei cocks his gun again. "Hurry up and get climbing."
"Hiieee!" I scream as he shoots at us again.
Wasting no time I grab my sack of flour (why am I carrying this again?) and dash up the stairs. Dio, these stairs are freaking steep! Argh! Gravity! Why must you forsake me? We're about a third of the way up when I realise we're headed for Namimori Shrine. Fantastico…
This place really creeps me out. Not because of the shrine or anything but because of the freaky people that are always there whenever I have to come here. They just stand around, wearing really weird clothes and staring at me with vacant eyes. It's so freaking disturbing! Plus there's a really thick mist hanging around this morning!
Sigh… This is going to be a very long day…
I slump my head on my desk. "…Sleepy…" School has only just started and I'm already exhausted… This sucks…
Reborn-sensei made us run up and down the stairs like ten times over! And then we had to lug those damn flour sacks all the way home! My muscles feel like they're on fire and my throat is so dry and hot even after I drank a whole jug of juice! Breakfast was really awkward too…
Katerina was furiously cooking another feast again, glaring at Reborn-sensei the whole time. She seemed to be having some kind of contest with him. Although Sensei didn't seem to notice; that or he just didn't care. It reminded me of the time Padre said her cooking was "decent". She acted as if he had actively insulted her…
But he had grown up eating Nonna's delicious cooking (food fit for the gods!). It was expected that everything else would taste just "decent" compared to her food. Katerina took it personally though, and the next time he came home she was cooking like this with a crazed look in her eyes. "I'll make him say it's good!" is what she kept muttering.
Well anyway, at least I had a nice big breakfast. Even if the very thought of food made me feel sick, I still managed to swallow most of it. Except Sensei kept stealing the food off my plate! There's an entire feast in front of him, why the diamine is he stealing from me! He stole from Masamune too. He didn't take it very well…
Apparently, a Mafia boss should always be on guard, whether it be having a meeting with an enemy family or eating his breakfast…
I made a note to stay on guard during meal times.
To top it all off Masamune got into the shower before me so I had to wait for him to finish preening before I could have mine. Seriously he takes forever to take a shower. He's just like a girl; standing in front of the mirror for ages just doing his hair! It's just freaking hair, get over it already!
In the end I was late for school. But on the plus side, Kai seemed rather sympathetic to my plight today and just let me go to class without being bitten to death. I think the fact I looked like shit must have had something to do with it…
Well… If I'm being perfectly honest, Masamune taking forever in the shower wasn't the only reason I was late…
Half way to school (I missed the buss and had to walk) I could have sworn I saw Masamune rush past me in nothing but his boxers shouting at the top of his lungs "CONFESS TO SASAGAWA EMI WITH MY DYING WILL!"
"…" I just stood there in shock for a good ten minutes before I reasoned that it couldn't possibly have been my super popular younger brother (who greatly cares about his image) that ran past me in just their underwear.
As much as Aigís believed it would have been hilarious if it was true (which it would be), there was just no freaking way it was him. I must be so damn tired that I'm starting to hallucinate. It was a mirage; I didn't see my brother running around in his boxers crying "Emi-chan!"
I have plausible deniability.
"Sometimes, I'm amazed at your ability to deny reality."
"…"
I hope Sasagawa Emi isn't currently being attacked by some stalker. Although if she was it wouldn't surprise me, she's pretty much the idol of our school. Everybody says she's gorgeous; long light brown hair, pale skin, a delicate figure and she always has a smile on her face. There are some guys that would sell their souls just to get a chance to talk to her.
I'm not one of them.
I mean come one, she's on the top of the social spectrum, whereas I'm on the bottom. There's no way in hell she'll ever talk to me. I'll bet she doesn't even know I exist. Not that I really care. Her carefree smile and glowing aura reminds me too much of my annoying grade school teacher, Sasagawa Kyoko-sensei. (Dio, the woman just wouldn't leave me alone!)
They have the same last name too, so it wouldn't surprise me if they're related somehow.
I'm brought out of my daydreaming when a hush falls over the classroom as Kai returns from punishing latecomers. It's great that he and I are in the same class this year. We sit right at the back next to the windows, my desk in front of his. No one dares to sit in the spaces around us for fear of getting bitten to death for crowding Kai.
Now that everything's quiet the teacher takes the opportunity to finally start the class.
"Today we have a transfer student, she comes from France!" An excited murmur ripples over the students (once again, too scared to make much noise). "Hai, you may come in now!" She calls to the door.
Transfer students don't really interest me, all it means is there's someone new to bully me, so I don't really pay attention to them as they quietly enter the room. Instead I just stare out the window and watch a few stray clouds float past. The class seemed pretty excited though, the boys in particular…
I turn back to the front when I feel someone's eyes on me. The new girl is staring at me with a small smile on her face! What the hell?
She then walks right up to my desk (causing Kai to let out a low growl) and says, "See? I just knew we'd meet again Pue de Ciel-kun." She giggles and smiles brightly at me, ignoring the gasps of surprise and disbelief from around the class.
Oh, crap! She clearly knows me, but I haven't got a clue who the diamine she is! Okay calm down, think Cielo think! You must have met her somewhere!
Let's see, peach blonde hair tied in a side ponytail, soft pink eyes, pale skin and um… er… OH! I recognise that string of indigo beads hanging from her pocket! It's that weird girl from that time at the underground shopping centre! What was her name again?
"Ah! Yeah… um… So you did… uh… Su… Sumi-chan…?" Dio, I hope that's her name…
She just blinks at me. Merda did I get it wrong? But then she smiles brightly again and nods "Ehehehe. Hai, Cielo-kun!" With that she sits down in the empty seat diagonally in front of me.
I can feel a lot of jealous glares from around the room and some of the girls are whispering amongst themselves. Kai gives a slight cough which automatically silences them and the teacher begins the lesson that I will proceed to ignore.
I slump my head on my desk wanting nothing more than to find a hole to crawl into and hide. This is going to be a really, really long day…
Notes The Sequel!
Hehehe, What do you think of Azusa? Somehow I can just picture Gokudera having a rebellious teenage daughter XD
And Kasumi makes an appearance! (from the Prelude in case you forgot ;P)
Hahahaha Masamune's dying will! Oh, that reminds me:
REVIEW WITH YOUR DYING WILL!
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