A/N

Huzzah! Next chapter finished! XD if this keeps p I might be able to do two chapter a week! hopefully... no promises...

I've noticed that a lot of people writing Next Gen fics use "Undecimo"... this isn't even a word in Italian. I've checked with my Italian friend too, it's definitely "Undicesimo"... who the hell came up with this and why is everybody copying him!? you can easily just look the translation up yourself! (google has lied to me twice now though...)

As always thank you uniquemangalover for helping this poor author, OH! and I drew Cielo as a Panda for you XD (not a very good Panda but close enough ;P)

Akayuki Sawada: Haha! Got ya! And you know, there just aren't enough badass females in KHR, and it's only 3 out of 6 that are girls (so far anyways :3)

Frost-Sparrow: Thanks for reviewing! XD

End Notes

Ever since Mizuno Yuki was a small child she has loved baseball. It has always been her dream to become a professional baseball player. A dream that had been shattered at age twelve when she was told that once she's in middle school, girls weren't allowed to play on the baseball team.

Why? Why can't the girls play with the boys like in the Little League? Why aren't there any all-girl baseball teams? Why must she give up her dream just because she's a girl? She was better than the boys on her team, everyone had said so. She practiced hard every day, and trained constantly all for the sake of her dream.

Yet, she just had to give up. Just like that? Just because she's a girl? No. She'd never give up on her dream! If being a girl was what was holding her back then she'd just have to become a boy!

Her parents simply couldn't understand her or her dream, so she left home. She moved far away from her home town to Namimori where her older brother lives. He always supported her dream and helped her in dressing up and acting like a boy. He was an Otaku through and through, and they'd often gone to conventions and dressed up in costumes together.

It was with his help that she was able to fool everybody into believing she was a boy. True the first year was tough and full of near misses but she got used to it. She joined the baseball team and even managed to get a spot in the first string! But towards the end of her second year things started getting tougher.

Puberty… god damned puberty just had to kick in… She was becoming more and more feminine by the day. Her chest just wouldn't stop getting bigger, and strapping it down every day was becoming so difficult! Her voice was getting higher and soon people would begin to question why it hadn't broken yet.

The shape of her body was becoming more prominently female. The more she tried to hide it, the more obvious it become to her. Then those damn monthly pains had to start! Mood swings, stomach cramps and the bleeding! It was all too much! Somehow she managed to cover it up by saying she had a weak stomach but it felt like such a weak excuse…

The perfect mask she'd spent almost two years building up was starting to crumble. Every time she felt eyes on her she couldn't help but panic. She became aware of every little movement she made. Was this the way a boy sits? Did she look like a boy when she walked? Do boys hold their chopsticks like this?

Her fears and paranoia were affecting her game too.

Her batting average was slipping and her pitching was off. She tried to make up for it by practicing harder and longer than everyone else. Pushing herself to the limit, ignoring her body's pain. She had to prove herself! To prove she was a boy! A boy who was good enough to go pro!

But today was the worst game yet… No matter what she threw at them they just kept hitting her balls. She barely scored half as many homeruns as normal. Plus half the team was missing, so there was almost no one else she could rely on to make up for her bad plays. She tried to encourage them, keep up their spirits (and her own), but it was no use. They lost.

It was only a practice game, she told herself over and over again. But while she wallowed in her self-despair she spotted some of the team talking to someone. It was that Sawada kid from the basketball team who subbed in today. He was cornered with his back to the wall as the others were hovering over him.

Before she could move in to stop them they left. The Sawada boy breathed a sigh of relief and hurried away. But something was nagging her about the looks on the other guy's faces. They were even more devastated by their loss than she was. Shaking her head she let them be, they all had to cool off their resentment and disappointment for the day.

Yuki needed to calm down too… she'll put in another hour of practice before going home… She was about to head out when she overheard a group of first years whispering amongst themselves.

"…Is it really okay?" The smallest boy (what was his name again?) squeaked fearfully.

"Just forget about it, dame Sora is cursed! Everybody says so, we shouldn't get involved!" his friend growled back.

What's this about dame Sora? "But shouldn't we at least tell Captain?"

"Baka! Then we'll be made targets too!" Made targets? By who? She couldn't ignore this…

Quickly she snuck up behind them and made them almost jump out of their skins when she said, "Oh, tell me what?"

Yuki didn't really know that 'dame Sora' kid all that well, but she'd seen him a few times with Hibari Kai and she'd heard quite a few of the rumours about him. He wasn't the best player but he had taken the time to help them out today, that made him a good kid in her books.

After interrogating the first years she had dashed off straight away in search of that nasty sneak of a vice-captain! How dare they think of blaming that poor kid for their loss, for her loss! She'd never gotten along with that guy, and she had the feeling he was up to something else too.

By the time she'd found them they were already ganging up on the poor kid, beating him black and blue. Most of them ran off when they'd realised they'd been caught, but her bastard of a vice-captain and most his friends stayed. The confident look on his face and the way he looked down on her made her feel sick to the stomach with dread.

Her suspicions were confirmed by the offensive comment he made about her manhood, or rather her lack of manhood. He knew. The bastard knew her secret! He was threatening to expose her! But she certainly wasn't going to take it lying down!

She punched him so hard it knocked out a tooth, and then the brawl started. She dodged left and right throwing in punches and kicks wherever she could. But they outnumbered her and she was too inexperienced in fighting, trying her hardest to protect her right arm, her pitching arm.

If not for the sudden appearance of Hibari she would have lost. And no doubt that asshole would try to strip her to prove she wasn't a boy. She was safe for now, but for how much longer could she keep this up?

A groan from beside the river bank brought her attention to the only one who had remained untouched from Hibari-san's wrath. She felt a twinge of guilt for having forgotten about this poor kid. He didn't deserve that beating and he certainly shouldn't get mixed up in her problems.

Offering him a hand she received a shy nod and quiet murmur of his name. So it was 'Cielo' not 'Sora'? Well she didn't like calling him 'dame' anyway, so she'd call him Cielo.

Suddenly Cielo slipped and fell into the river; she tried to pull him up but ended up getting dragged down with him. Ah… now they're all beat up and soaked. How is she going to explain this to her overprotective brother? Then she realised the very suggestive position they'd fallen in and couldn't hold back the blush, particularly given where his head was.

He snapped up all of a sudden and scrambled off her murmuring an apology. Oh, god. He hadn't noticed had he? He was just staring blankly at her now. So he hadn't…?

He tilted his head to the side confusedly and asked quietly, "Sempai… Why are you pretending to be a boy?"

HE HAD NOTICED!

She looked down red faced and realised her how her wet clothes were clinging to her frame, revealing all the delicate curves and lines of her female body. Her blush deepened and she crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to hide. She turned to glare at him but he only blink confusedly in response.

There was a moment of awkward silence before a light bulb seemed to appear above his head, "…Ah…! So you're the 'cross-dressing herbivore' that Kai's always complaining about…"

Usually she would feel offended at being called a "cross-dressing herbivore" but she was too focused on the words "Kai" and "complaining". These two words just don't belong in the same sentence… the fact he's even using Hibari's name so casually is strange enough as is. Just what kind of relationship do these two have?

Gasp! Could the rumours about them being "together" really be true?

She couldn't stop the blush that crept onto her face at that thought. But she was snapped back to reality when she found a hand being waved in front of her face. "Sempai…? You'll get sick if you stay there…"

She blinked before she realised she was still sitting in the river. "Hahaha, you're right!" Laughing weakly to cover her embarrassment she took the extended hand and pulled herself up.

Looking at his face she noticed how his lips curved ever so slightly downwards and how his thin eyebrows were slightly scrunched together. Though his eyes remained blank, she was sure he was scowling. Now that she really thinks about it, this kid doesn't show much emotion on his face and when he does his eyes always remain blank.

"…Why do you do that…?" She barely heard the quiet mumble he produced, his voice sounded hoarse as if it's rarely used. Then it occurred to her that it probably wasn't, given all the rumours about him, it's likely he doesn't have any other friends aside from Hibari.

Still, his question confused her, "Do what?"

"…" His frown deepened and his expression turned into something close to disappointment. "…that fake smile…"

She tensed eyes wide and jaw hung open as that one clear aquamarine orb continued to watch her, to analyse her. It was as if he could see into her very core, and she didn't like it. What's with this kid, and that disapproving look? So what if her smiles were fake, at least she was trying!

"It's got nothing to do with you!" She finally snapped and let all anger out. The frustrating loss of today's game, all the stress that's been piling up lately, and now she'll have to deal with that asshole of a vice-captain's shit! "You don't know anything!"

"…" He took a step back from her, but that look on his face remained.

"Baseball is my life! It's who I am! Without it I have nothing!" She didn't care that she was yelling. Her expression turned sour. "What would you know? As a boy you're free to do whatever you want, but I can't even play my favourite sport just because I'm a girl!"

"Wh—" He opened his mouth, probably to retort, but she wouldn't let him get a single word in. She stood up to full height so she could tower over him.

"Didn't you know? 'Girls are weak and defenceless'." She sneered mockingly and gave him a shove, he stumbled to the floor. "We'd just get hurt playing sports with the boys. Girls are meant to be the kitchen baking and playing with their dolls."

These were the insults that had been constantly thrown at her whenever she voiced her thoughts. Even her parents said these things. What irked her most was that most girls just went along with it. Sure some would complain and speak against them, but in the end that's all they ever did: talk. They spoke big, inspiring words but no one ever acted open them.

"That's why I'm 'dressed as a boy'! Because only by being a boy can I do what I want!" Yes that was the answer, by becoming a boy she could do anything she wished. She was no longer limited by the narrowed views of society! "As a girl I'm nothing, but as a boy I'm free to be anything!"

When she looked into that eye again (when had she turned away?) she didn't like what she found; pity. The brat had the gall to pity her!? SHE DIDN'T NEED HIS DAMN PITY!

Then everything just spilt out, "I KNOW! I already know my betting average is dropping! I know my pitching isn't at its best right now! But that's what training is for! I train harder than everyone else! DON'T I AT LEAST GET THE CHANCE TO TRY!? THERE ISN'T ANYONE WHO LOVES BASEBALL MORE THAN ME!"

She seized the front of his shirt as her enraged babbling continued to flow out. Yelling and screaming like a child and she just couldn't stop. How her teammates angered her, how she hated her parents, how her friends were all so fake; she told him everything. And all the while, he just sat there in silence.

By the end of it she was gasping for breath, face red and throat sore. Then after it became clear she was done he spoke. Very softly, almost timidly, he spoke the very words she had been thinking over and denying for over a year now: "…I-if it hurts you s-so much… th-then why don't you just quit?"

"Quit" had never been a word in Yuki's vocabulary. And yet here in front of her, a complete stranger had said it so casually… and she couldn't stop the small voice inside her that agreed with him.

…Quit baseball? No! She'd never admit defeat! She had to prove everybody wrong! That a girl could play baseball just as much as a boy could!

As if he gained some new strength he continued much more confidently. "If you really want to prove that a girl can play baseball then why do you have to be a guy?" She let go of his shirt and pulled back, eyes wide with realisation. "Doesn't that mean that, subconsciously, you agree with them?"

How can that be…? Her knees gave way under her and all the power left her body.

"And why can't you play baseball anyway? It's not like it's physically impossible." He sounded bored, sarcastic and confused at the same time, it was so strange.

She lifted her head weakly to look at the strange boy sitting across from her, "I already told that everyone says—"

"They're just words, it's not like they can actually stop you from playing. It's your life; you can do whatever the hell you want with it." He replied dully.

Any and every retort became caught and died in her throat at his words.

It was as if a something just clicked inside her and the whole world just… it just made sense. Deep down inside she'd been thinking these things, but she never acted upon them. She was just a hypocrite like everyone else; crying at her own misfortune and expecting someone else to fix it for her. Like some useless princess waiting for her prince charming.

How could she have been so blind?

"And the reason for your bad play has probably more to do with that arm rather than needing more practice." He gestured boredly at her right arm (somehow he still sounded concerned), ignoring the look of surprise painting her face.

How had he known her arm was hurting!? Sure she was pushing it but… it wasn't that bad of an injury, just a strained muscle… right?

"I'd get a doctor to look at it if I were you." He stood and offered his right hand. She eyed him warily before taking it and pulling herself up.

Suddenly she recalled all she had said and the embarrassment hit her like a wave. She looked away, unable to meet his eyes.

"Hm?" He squeezed her hand just a little, "Sempai, do you play guitar?"

She blinked. "Y-yes, just a little… H-how…?"

"You're right handed but there are smooth calluses on the fingertips of your left hand. That's why… I thought…" He scratched his cheek sheepishly with a tiny smile on his face.

"You… play guitar too…?"

"Yep! I love music!" She did a double take at the instant enthusiastic reply.

She laughed. For the first time in a very long while she laughed genuinely; a hearty warm laugh. Cielo's eyes seemed to widen slightly before he broke into a smile, one so big it showed his teeth, and began laughing with her.

"You know," He murmured as the laughter began to die away, "I like the baseball loving girl that laughs more than the baseball playing boy that pretends."

Ba-thump.

What was that just now? Just what was that "Ba-thump" supposed to mean? She could feel her face heating up. What should she do? This is so weird! She'd never felt these strange feelings before, especially not about a boy!

"Small animal." They both jumped so high as Hibari abruptly appeared out of nowhere.

She dropped Cielo's hand and jumped back in shock as the carnivore approached them. He ignored her and went straight up to Cielo instead, who had a hand over his chest clutching his heart.

Her jaw dropped when he turned to Hibari and muttered dryly, "I demand you wear a bell."

Her eyes then bulged out of her head when Hibari just smirked, "Hn."

She practically hit the floor when he proceeded to pat him down, checking over his wounds. The Hibari Kai, the most feared person in all of Namimori, a verified demon, was concerned for another person's well-being! Dear God, hell must be freezing over…

After she finally got over her shock she was overcome by guilt when she realised that she had completely forgotten about the beating Cielo had just received. He must be absolutely covered in wounds! How could she be so selfish and forget about him! She was so busy with her guilt that she missed half the "conversation" occurring in front of her.

"…late…"

"… Sensei… baseball game…"

"…Hn."

"No."

"… Phone…"

"…! Hehe… at home…"

"…"

"Sorry?"

"Hn."

"Still tomorrow…"

She couldn't for the life of her figure out the flow of this conversation at all. Heck, it was mostly made up by non-committal grunts!

"…Wet?"

"Fell… river…"

"Hn…"

Okay she just can't follow this anymore…

Cielo must have said something to annoy Hibari because he was about to slam his fist onto his head. But he stopped short of his forehead and pushed up his bangs instead. It revealed a huge swollen lump that was raging an ugly purple colour. Shit! That looks painful! Where did he get that wound!?

"...?" Hibari narrowed his eyes questioningly.

Cielo just shrugged, "A baseball hit me." WHAT!? WHEN!? "Its fine, my head's pretty hard."

TAKING A BASEBALL TO THE HEAD IS NOT 'FINE'! She wanted to shout but surprisingly Hibari beat her to it.

"HOW IS THAT 'FINE'!? YOU COULD BE SERIOUSLY HURT! HEAD WOUNDS ARE DANGEROUS!"

Once again she was floored by Hibari's complete change in character. She just can't believe he'd ever be worried about someone else like this! Cielo just rubbed the back of his head and gave a weak smile, and she swore Hibari gave an exasperated sigh in response!

"You— oh forget it." He grabbed his hand and proceeded to drag him away, but was stopped when Cielo turned back to her.

"Sempai, you should probably come too." What?

Hibari narrowed his eyes, "No."

Sensing his bloodlust she quickly refused, "I'm fine! My house isn't that far from here." Actually it was a bit far but nothing she couldn't handle.

He just tilted his head to the side and countered boredly, "I don't think it's a good idea to be walking home like that."

Suddenly she remembered she was soaked from head to toe and blushed in embarrassment.

Hibari was not pleased, but then Cielo had this expression on his face… it wasn't really puppy dog eyes but that's about as close as she could come to describing the downtrodden, pleading look he had on right now… His eyes twitched and he glanced off to the side exhaling loudly.

Cielo immediately brightened, "Come on sempai."

Reluctantly she followed the strange pair to wherever it is they were going, a hospital she assumed given Cielo's wounds. While she followed she couldn't help but wonder when he had been hit by the ball? Then it hit her. How had she just forgotten!? She had spoken to him straight afterwards too!

No, she didn't forget. She knew exactly what had happened but she chose to ignore it! Why?

She watched the way his long brunette ponytail waved back and forth as he walked. Wow, the way the sun reflects off the gold in his hair was gorgeous! Now that she's properly looking at him, this kid is absolutely stunning! Everything from the way his pale olive skin contrasts with his dark long eyelashes to his bright clear aquamarine jewel for an eye!

Why hadn't she ever noticed this before? Every time she'd seen him she'd just written him off as very plain. But he is anything but plain! Heck, he stands out even more than his ever popular, foreign looking brother! But why hadn't anyone noticed this? Why hadn't she noticed him before?

Granted she had never been interested in any boys before but still…!

She made a vow to never overlook Sawada Cielo again. This kid in just a few simple words had saved her from herself imposed hell. Yes she had never been able to see and think so clearly before and she was sure it was all thanks to him. He was so warm and accepting and just so right.

Turning her face to the sky she felt a burning resolve light up inside her. She swore she'd protect him! After all, she'd just made an irreplaceable friendship. A friendship she was never letting go of, even if it dragged her down to hell itself!

My face hurts... So does my voice…

I guess I really don't talk all that much, do I? Constantly changing my facial expression is a pain in the arse, besides I'd rather not give the bullies the pleasure of seeing my pained face. All they're ever gonna get from me is blank determination.

No one want's to talk to me anyway so I guess I'm just out of practice. Though, I'm perfectly fine with being blank faced and semi-mute. But I'm glad Sumi-chan has been talking to me. If I hadn't had those past few weeks of practice I don't know if I would have been able to talk properly to sempai.

Kai's still a little pissed that he had to bring her along but it's not like I could just leave her there all wet. Someone could see her, plus it was my fault… People tend to scatter whenever they see Kai approaching and there are very few kids from Namichuu wandering around in his "territory", so she's not likely to be seen while she's with us.

He has a tight grip on my hand as he drags me to his house. He already called their family doctor to come. He's often on call for Tsubaki due to her low blood pressure and she used to have weak bronchial tubes too. She often got sick, but she's steadily growing out of her condition. It kinda reminds me of Masamune when he was young.

I hear a gasp from behind me as we approach the Hibari residence. Yeah, I know, it's ridiculously huge right?

"Wow, she looks like she's about to faint."

"Don't tease her…" I mutter quietly in Italian, trying not to attract her attention.

As soon as we walk through the door I catch the head of the shadow that nearly glomped me. "Sorry Tsubaki, but I'm all wet." I apologise with a wry smile at her pouting face.

"…Okay…" She looks down and I let go of her head. Kai has disappeared, probably to get the doctor. She turns to sempai and narrows her eyes dangerously, "Who is that?"

Sempai flinches so I introduce her, "She's Mizuno Yuki, my sempai from school."

Tsubaki eyes her warily before quietly introducing herself, "Hibari Tsubaki." Sempai appears speechless and just nods in return. Tsubaki then hugs my arm and proclaims, "I'm going to be the one to marry the small animal."

"Eeeeh!?" both of us shout at the same time.

"Tsubaki, again!?" I don't know why but she seems to be dead set on us getting married. I've managed to avoid the topic with the excuse of our ages but… frankly I'm scared for my life if I outright refuse her… Kai would kill me if I said 'yes' and Tsubaki would kill me if I said 'no'…

Damned if I do, damned if I don't…

Dio I hope she finds someone else to love before she becomes legally old enough to marry… She deserves a hell of a lot better than "dame Sora".

"I-I see…" Sempai manages to stutter out a response. Merda the atmosphere here is getting awkward… I think I'll go find Kai…

"Umm, Tsubaki can you go find you're mum…? S-sempai needs a change of clothes…" Better separate them before sempai gets stabbed to death with Tsubaki's prized Japanese knife set.

"…okay…" She gives one last disdainful glance to sempai before scampering off.

Kai then reappears out of nowhere and we left sempai with the girls while I go see the doctor. Personally I feel fine, and I prefer to take care of my own wounds, but Kai wasn't going to let me leave without getting a check-up. So a thorough examination and a change of clothes later, I meet up with sempai who's sitting stiffly in the guest room.

I wasn't sure she'd fit into my clothes at first but they look alright. Guess it's a good think all my clothes are about two or three sizes too big for me. Hey, I like it that way, it's comfortable and it leaves room to grow. Since this is pretty much my second home a lot of my clothes and things are here. I figured neither Kai's nor Tsubaki's clothes would fit her.

She smiles and relaxes when she spots me but then suddenly becomes rigid, staring wide eyed at my face. "It's not as bad as it looks…" My heads all wrapped up because of the bump, but it really was nothing. It's just a bit swollen that's all. Really it just needs some ice on it.

"You do look like a mummy with all those bandages though…" Once again: not as bad as it looks!

She nods slowly and continues to stare… What the hell is— oh Merda… I forgot to put my damn eye patch back on. I roll my eyes and give her a withered look. Seriously, I'm too tired to even care right now. Yeah, it's orange and it glows. Deal with it.

She seemed to understand the message and looked down, "S-sorry!"

"…'s fine…" It's the normal response after all. I decide to change the subject. "You can just drop the clothes off at the nurse's office tomorrow." Sawa-chan can hold onto them, so she doesn't have to hand them to 'dame Sora'.

"T-thanks…" I nod; it's still kinda hard to talk to her. "Um, you come here often?"

"Uh, yeah... Why?" Isn't it normal to visit a friend's house often?

"N-nothing! J-just thinking…" She stammers and waves her hand dismissively. "Um... so you've known Hibari a long time?"

"Since I moved here from Italy… almost seven years ago…"

"Hey… that is a long time." Yes, yes it is.

"So you two are close?"

I'd say we are; he's my person after all.

I believe everyone had that one person they can confide in, tell all their secrets and worries. The one that always gives you a shoulder to lean on, or cry on. You can go to them for anything at all, be it advice and just silent comfort. I know that I can always count on Kai to be there for me and just the same he can count on me.

Sometimes the night terrors just become too much for me. There have been nights that border on insanity and I just can't be alone. Katerina is no help and there's no way in hell I could go to Masamune. I can't call Padre either, the one time I did he got all panicked and almost dropped work to come home. Katerina wasn't happy when he spoke to her afters…

So I would just go for a walk. In the middle of the night. With the 'things in the dark' following me around and the whispers of my night mare in my ears. I did this for years before Kai found out. He was being driven home from the airport (after his visit overseas with his father) when they happen to drive past me.

Needless to say he was furious with me for being stupid enough to wander around town at night. I stayed with him that night and then, I dunno, it just went on from there. Every time I couldn't handle the darkness alone I would just run to Kai's. He always let me in even if it was the middle of the night.

I just needed someone to be beside me on those nights. And it was nice to wake up with him there (sometimes Tsubaki too) and then Yuuka Kaa-san would be there with a kind smile and a nice breakfast. She reminds me so much of my Nonna, kind gentle and arms always open.

Well, all this would be embarrassing to say out loud, not to mention my throats kinda sore from all the talking I've already done today. So I just shrug, "I guess we are."

"I see." She looks down again; I wonder what's up with her now?

"As clueless as always, dame Sora." Holy shit! Where did Reborn-sensei come from!?

"…Huh?" What does he mean by 'clueless'?

"Figure it out yourself." I huff and roll my eyes at his usual cryptic-ness.

"Um, and you are…?" Sempai raises an eyebrow at sensei.

"Chaos, I am Reborn the home tutor," and hitman. I add silently. "I'm here for dame Sora's next lesson." Oh fantastico, more torture…

She smiled brightly, totally fooled. "You have a pretty cool tutor Cielo-kun!"

I give another shrug and a sigh. There's that happy-go-lucky nature again… damn baseball nuts… well at least it's a genuine smile this time. I think I have just created another Yamamoto Takeshi though… Dio, I hope she's not as scary as him.

While I will admit Reborn-sensei's a little cool, he's still the devil incarnate.

I wanted to stay at Kai's tonight, and he didn't look too pleased about me leaving early either, but Sensei isn't one you can say no to… Apparently I have more training early tomorrow morning. Fun right?

So after detaching myself from a Tsubaki glomp and reassuring Kai I would be fine we left together with sempai. She had her wet clothes in a bag, I tried to take back my uniform too but Yuuka Kaa-san wouldn't have it. She said she'd wash it and just leave them with my other clothes ready for school on Monday.

As we part ways with sempai I recall the funny feeling I had when she touched me. Sensei knows a lot about the Dying Will flames so maybe he knows what it is. Though I doubt he'll tell me, it's still worth a shot. "Um, Sensei?"

"Hm?"

"Can people other than the Vongola have Dying Will flames?" It was the only way that would explain it. If Kai, Tsubaki, Sumi-chan and Yuki-sempai had flames then it makes sense for my flame to react to theirs, right?

He smirked and pulled down his fedora, "Dying Will exists in all living things, however, very few a capable of wielding it. Furthermore there are many different types of Dying Will flames which differ from person to person."

Well, now I'm just more confused. So everyone has Dying Will but only some people, like me, can use it? And now there are different types too!? I think I might have unwittingly just made more homework for myself…

I suppose my flame must be a very common type, given it'd just like normal fire. Well, except that it's a darker more vibrant orange than a normal flame, oh, and it doesn't burn me…

My thoughts are interrupted by the fedora placed on my head. It's too big and slides down over my eyes. Pushing it up, I raise a brow quizzically at Sensei who just smirks, "For now you just have to focus on your own flame, how to properly control it and bring out its hidden potential."

"…Okay…" I mumble and race after him as he walks away. I have to hold the fedora on my head so it doesn't fly away.

The rest of the walk home was spent in comfortable silence.

Notes again

Awww, Cielo wearing Reborn fedora! I have this adorable image in my head and I wish I was capable of drawing it... oh well... Yay, Cielo's family is growing!

Oh yeah, I'm drawing all the KHR: TIP (am i the only one who thinks this is a funny acronym?) characters as animals XD So that being said... I'm taking requests! XD

So, what kind of animals do you think the KHR: TIP characters are? It can be anyone as any animal, like oh i dunno... Azusa as a cat or Kai as a bunny... Anything ya like and I'll try my best to draw them XD

Reviews are loved! :3

-love NyanNyan-suru