Tsukuyomi Sawada

Chapter 3: Children Are Taking Over The Underworld

Today, I was taken out shopping. Only Nana and I were going because Iemitsu had some errands to run(coughBLANTANTLIEScough). So here we were, in town, walking into random shops and just looking around because I can't find what I need.

Yup, I begged them to take me out. Being a child rocks!

"Yomi, how about this cute little dress?" My mother grabbed something from the clothing rack. It was a frilly purple halter top dress with blue butterflies on it.

"Cute," I mumbled. Nana took that as a yes and let it drape over her arm that wasn't carrying me. "Mama, I wanta go to the bookstore!" I whined in my baby voice. Really, it was the only downside to being a one-and-a-half year old.

She smiled – oh my Gods that smile. It makes me feel so tingly! "Alright, but first we got to go pay for your dress, okay?"

I nodded. Yay, away from torture!

When we were in the bookstore, I almost laughed at Nana's reaction to how many books I wanted to get: several books on every significant country's history, several advanced Maths books, science and health books, guides and dictionaries on foreign languages, and a whole bunch of books on technology. I threw in a couple of fairytale books such as Alice in Wonderland, Pinnochio, and Red Riding Hood just to seem slightly normal. Also, I asked for a some mangas and a couple of shady books(which, upon closer inspection, would mean a lot to both the Italian and the Japanese mafia, SCORE!).

The lady at the counter stares at Nana sceptically. "What are you planning to do with those books?"

"Make me a lot mowe epically awesome!" I replied for her, a big grin forming on my face.

Lady smiled sweetly. "And how old are you, sweetie?"

My grin grew into the evil grin I first grinned, "18 months!" I laughed as Lady's face contorted into shock horror and even louder when she fainted.

"Oh my…" Nana mumbled, making me feel bad. "Will she be okay?"

I poked Nana's cheek. "Don't worry, Mama! She simply couldn't take my epical awesumness!"

She laughed. "Do you mind if you walk? I need to carry your books."

I nodded and got down. "Sorry fow making you carry so much, Mama…"

Nana kneeled down and hugged me. "That's okay," she pulled away holding out the two smallest bags. "If you want, you can carry your new dress and your fairytales."

I took the bags gingerly and walked alongside my loving mother as we walked home. When we got there, the smell of steak permeated the place.

I. Love. Iemitsu.

"Daddy!" I squealed as ran up to him, Nana close behind me. He scooped me up and threw me into the air, making me scream, before catching me.

"Hey there, Princess!" He settled me in his arms, ruffling my brown hair

.

I gave him the best puppy eyes I could manage. "Can I have some steak too, Daddy? I wanta eat steak!"

Iemitsu laughed. "Sure thing, Princess," he put me down and planted a kiss on Nana's cheek. Both of them knew that I didn't want that crap done in front of me because I spoke my dislike for it the first time they tried kissing in front of me, so he settled for that. "What'd you get in town today?"

"Oh, Yomi asked for some books," Nana smiled, gesturing at the bags. "I think she's going to be a genius when she grows up, most of these are really complex!"

My father raised an eyebrow at me, to which I only smiled brightly. "Daddy, you know I'm epically awesome!"

"True, true…" he chuckled. "It was your first sentence, after all."

My smile grew wider as I gathered the books that I could carry. "See?"

~ [Katekyo Hitman Reborn!] ~

To tell the truth, Nana was slightly worried.

She had interacted with children the same age as her daughter before and not once did they speak as fluently or walk as properly as Tsukuyomi did. They would always be in their mother's arms, being sweet and cute and cuddly. They never voiced their opinions, only letting their mothers choose.

But, she mused, she supposed it wasn't that bad. Tsukuyomi had proven to be sweeter than any other child could be. And she was also very intelligent and loving. It was just that her behaviour wasn't normal.

Nana directed her gaze at her daughter who was seated on a high chair and was clutching onto one of those weird books she got from a dark corner in the bookstore as drank from her milk bottle. Children weren't supposed to be able to read at her age nor hold onto objects…

Her worry grew as she washed the dishes. What could be wrong?

"Mama?" She heard her daughter call.

She span around, a smile forcibly forming on her face. "Yes, Yomi-chan?"

Yomi closed her book, looking worried herself. "Are you okay?"

"Of course, I am! Why wouldn't I be?"

Yomi looked down, her warm brown eyes looking sad. "… I don't know…"

And she smiled genuinely. Whether her daughter was normal or not, she would have to accept her. Not only because she was her daughter, but also because Nana loved her.

~ [Katekyo Hitman Reborn!]~

I sat at my bed(Yeah, I got a bed. I forced them to get me one after my first birthday), thinking.

The books I've purchased were all stacked on the ground arranged by category and then broken down alphabetically. It would take me at least another year to finish them, but that was okay. Hell, I'd probably finish them earlier because I've got nothing to do here.

I scratched my head. Nana seemed awfully troubled earlier, but I'm not sure. I'm not one to read faces as I've never done that before. …Maybe I should've asked for some Psychology books, too. I would need to learn how to read people if I wanted to be in the mafia, so it was crucial.

Let's see… Psychology would fall under Science and Health and then the P-bracket. Eh, I got time. I could just ask for them later. Right now, what I need to do is sneak into my parents' room and take some stuff from my fathers drawer compartment.

I laughed at the memory. I mean, who knew Iemitsu was learning how to hack(Through a guidebook, no less)? You'd think he'd know all that already, but no.

Tomorrow, I was certain he'd be out on another 'errand'. Nana takes at least an hour to prepare lunch and he'd be back the moment she calls it. Seriously, it's like he had a timer for it and he was always trying to beat it home. Makes me ship them even harder.

Anyway, that would mean I had all of one hour to get what I need and stuff them in my room.

Thing is, I'm too short to reach the damn thing.

Wait! I think I've got some steps here that can help. I'll have to put them there later so it won't be obvious.

Yup.

I'm going to steal from my own father, how righteous is that? Soon, I'll be a smuggler of drugs! Woo!

Psh, yeah right.

~ [Katekyo Hitman Reborn] ~

"Mama, please carry me to my room fiyst." I reached my hands out to her as she got into the kitchen. I had been sitting there for hours while reading one of those shady books so I was almost done with it. It was 11:30 now and she needed to cook, but since I can't get to my room on my own(those stairs are too high for my tiny legs) I needed her help.

Nana smiled and took me in her arms, picking up my book as well and took me to my room, setting me down on my bed. Once she was out, I used my newly improvised steps(the books) to get down.

I approached the door, thankful that my mother always left it slightly open for me to be able to get out when I needed to, and crept out into their room. Once there, I pushed my steps towards the drawer area and climbed on top of them. I pulled the drawer open and lifted the piece of wood that was hiding its contents.

Sure enough, everything was still there. Stupid Iemitsu, never trust a baby who can hold onto night tables at the age of two months. Just don't.

I grabbed several cases of gunpowder since there were so many of them, I'm sure he wouldn't notice and one of the thinner books and put them on the floor before putting the piece of wood back and pushing the drawer shut.

When I looked up, I just noticed the mirror. I looked so much like Tsuna, except I had a girly face and my hair wasn't defying gravity, but aside from that we were practically twins. Well, you know… assuming he was here.

Deciding to hurry, I grabbed the book and as many gunpowder cases as I could carry and brought them back to my room before coming back for the rest of them and kicking my steps away.

So I am now Tsukuyomi Sawada, 18-month old thief and future of all children.

One messed up world we'll all live in.

I hid the book behind my other books and the gunpowder in actual powder containers I've been collecting over the months. They filled up five, each one half-full. I threw away the rest and hid the ones I needed in a compartment I made myself, which I improvised using my fairytale books. Che, I'm such an epically awesome genius.

While I waited for lunch, I finished up my book and when I did, I started on the next one. It was, unsurprisingly, about Dying Will Flames. I made sure to take it with me to the table. You should've seen Iemitsu's face. It was priceless.

"Yomi, can I borrow your book later?" He asked me after we were done eating. I was only a quarter through and wasn't planning on lending it to him until I was done with it.

I flashed him my evil grin. "Aftew I finish."

He nodded and sat back, probably feeling awkward about borrowing a book from a kid. But hey, what do you expect? I am, after all, epically awesome.

~ [Katekyo Hitman Reborn] ~

You know what I never noticed before? Spray-on deodorant was flammable.

I was in my mother's arms again and she was brushing my teeth in the bathroom when I noticed the fire symbol on one of the cans, so I checked a different one. Flammable. Who'd have known, right? I guess I should've at least guessed it. Whenever they used it, I always felt like there was something wrong with the way it smelled, so it must've been the substance.

Oh well, at least I've noticed now. And I would certainly need at least a can or two.

And a lighter.

Dammit, where do I get one?

Wait, I've seen Iemitsu smoking a couple of times before so he's bound to have one. Well, he never smoked around me, of course. He used it as an excuse to leave the house(coughMAFIAHITMENcough).

I won't be getting one soon, will I?

Ah well, I've got enough time.

Also, I need flammable oil to mix with the gunpowder so I can make some bombs. I've got the matches and string for them(I refuse to use matches on the deodorant. No way in hell am I gonna burn my hand off. Nuh-uh), all I need is the damn oil.

Urgh… This is so difficult! I'll check the kitchen later.

Nana put me back in my room and wished me goodnight, so I decided to crawl underneath my blanket and try to sleep. My mind was still running, and it works even more during the evening or when I have my eyes closed, so I'm pretty screwed in the sleeping system. Besides, I already slept this afternoon so I wasn't that sleepy.

And then, Iemitsu came in. I pretended to sleep and rolled to my side, watching him underneath my lashes. He was carrying a gun as he approached the window.

I gasped quietly. How long has this been going on?

He pulled the trigger and sighed, slamming the window shut before approaching me.

"It's okay, Yomi…" He whispered. "Daddy will protect you until you don't need him anymore," and then he kissed my forehead and left.

… I… I need those items. Pronto dente.


AN:

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