Me: Thanks for all the faves, and follows, and reviews! I hope to get more? No? Ok~

Also, so far (shofar, lol – don't mind it, it's an inside joke between me and my classmates when we were studying musical instruments), here are some of the results of the poll:

Hibari, Byakuran, Belphegor - 5 votes

Tsuna - 3 votes

Angelo, Mukuro - 2 votes

Yamamoto, Gokudera - 1 vote

*You guys can vote through the poll, through a review, or through PM~

Haha, some of my friends (who read this) told me they wanted the masked guy, but unfortunately for them, he can't. You'll find out why soon. I think.

Also... sorry for the late update? I did say 2-3 weeks, but I was in the hospital and was ordered by my mother to only eat then sleep then wake up and take those annoying medicines (I HATE TABLETS. SYRUP MEDICINE IS BETTER)

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Chapter 6: And So It Begins

There was no recent news about my mother.

A week had already passed, and I spent most of it in the library, reading a lot of books. Occasionally, Angelo would join me, but he wasn't much of a bookworm, so he just let me be and would come back at night to tell me to go to sleep, assuming that I hadn't already fallen asleep on the comfy chair I always sat on.

Antonio had told me that my training would start soon, but when exactly was 'soon'? A few days? A few months? When?

He never answered me.

I tried not to show that I was worried, but even Angelo could tell that I was. It was just unfair. Sure, I was able to be reborn into this world (not that I knew why Checkerface chose me or something), but why couldn't I be with my mother?

Gosh, this is making me really pity the real Chrome right now.

Speaking of the real Chrome, where was she?

That question was one of my reasons of 'moving in' into the library, reading books about reincarnation and the like. But none answered the question, because it was, after all, something that this world probably hasn't discovered yet.

Perhaps I could ask Verde?

Ha. Assuming that I could even find him… and even if I did, would he?

Well, he could do it for science.

Hmm.

"Oi, you're gonna get fat, you know?"

I glanced at Angelo, who was to my left and said, "What of it? Babies are meant to be chubby and adorable."

"Isn't that quite narcissistic of you?"

"How do you even know what 'narcissistic' means?"

"Uh, I'm smart, duh."

"And you think I'm the narcissist."

"…"

I chuckled and went back to the science book I was reading. "Ne, why are you nice to me now, anyways?"

"What do you mean?"

"You used to be a bitch to me." I said, remembering our first meeting, which wasn't really long ago. It was just a little more than a week.

"Oh," he said. He was deep in thought (something that surprised me) and finally shrugged. "I don't know."

"Sure, you don't."

"I really don't."

I shrugged as well. "Well, when you get your answer, tell me, okay?"

He looked at me skeptically. "Why?"

"Curiosity, and not for blackmailing purposes," I replied. "I swear on the beautiful name of Akashi Seijuuro."

"…Who?" he asked, bewildered.

"Excuse me?" I said, appalled. "You don't know Akashi Seijuuro?"

He blinked twice. "Uh, yeah. I thought I had already established that."

I jaw dropped. "I need to educate you in – wait, do you even know anime?"

"Well, yeah."

"Like what?"

He mumbled something incoherent, which made me say, "Sorry, what?"

His eyebrow twitched as he said with a blush on his face, "Shugo Chara, okay?!"

"AHAHAHAHA!" I burst out laughing. "S-Shugo… Chara…!"

He pouted.

When I had calmed down (not really), I asked, "What else?"

"You'll laugh again."

"Oh Akashi, is it another shoujo anime?"

"…"

"Pfft," I held a mouth to cover my laugh. "I'll try not to laugh, I promise."

He huffed before continuing, "Maid Sama, Mirmo, Sailor Moon, Brothers Conflict, and Ouran High School Host Club."

I shrugged. "Well, some of the ones you mentioned are cool, like Ouran High School Host Club. Tamaki-senpai is my idol~"

He took one look at me and deadpanned, "Clearly."

"Anyways, what have you watched?" he said, crossing his arms, feeling victorious.

As a one year old, he clearly expected me to have watched only child friendly shows like Mirmo. He was definitely wrong.

I smirked and replied, "Kuroko no Basuke (Akashi~), K Project (Saru~), Hunter X Hunter (Killua~ Feitan~), Attack on Titan (Levi~), Nurarihyon no Mago (Rikuo~), and many others."

He gasped dramatically and demanded, "How?! You're only a kid!"

"Well, I'm a smart kid." I said.

"Narcissist."

"Hypocrite."

"…Baby."

"Why on earth are you calling me your 'baby'?"

"I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!"

"Uh, huh. Sure."

We then fell silent, but when I glanced at him again, he had disappeared.

My eyes widened slightly, until I laughed. "Oi, stop hiding, Angelo. You know you can't scare me."

…

"Um, Angelo?"

…

"This isn't funny, bruh."

…

"Oi, where'd you go?!"

A deep chuckle resonated around the room and suddenly there was a boy with black hair in front of me. A mask covered his face. If I wasn't suspecting him as an enemy, I would have laughed, since it reminded me of a 3DS game I had played before – Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask.

I narrowed my eyes at him and demanded, "Who are you and where the hell did you take Angelo?"

"Who knows? You'll have to find out," he said with a playful smirk.

Angelo was taken so silently and quickly. It was impossible for that to happen. Knowing Angelo, he would have put a fight. Probably, at least.

But then… if this guy's a really good assassin, then it's a possibility that he really could take Angelo like that.

Unless…

"Was that an illusion?" I asked.

"Ding! We have a winner!" he said, applauding me sarcastically. "Took you a long time to figure out, brat."

I scoffed and crossed my arms. "What do you want?"

He raised an eyebrow. "You're not going to scream or get help or run away? You're seriously just going to ask me a question."

"Duh. What do I look I like to you – a scaredy cat?"

He shrugged. "It's a possibility, considering the fact that you're not wearing any diapers."

My jaw dropped. "You pervert, how do you know that!?"

"I didn't look, stupid," he said, his face showing slight disgust. "I'm not a pedophile like someone I know. Besides, if I was going to look under a girl's skirt, she'd have to be worthy enough for me to bother looking."

"…You're twisted, in a seriously amusing way."

"I know."

I sat back down and stared at him. If he was an enemy, clearly, he would have attacked me by now. Unless, he was an assassin working for another Family and was only stalling me. Perhaps they don't attack children? Then again, the Mafia's ruthless, so I doubt it would be that. So for now, I guess I should assume he's not an enemy, though I should still keep my guard up.

"You haven't answered the question."

He seemed to find what I said funny as he then said, "I'm here to train you, you stupid girl."

"Well, then, sensei, why don't we start with: don't call me 'stupid girl'." I said glaring at him.

"Ok, then, obnoxious little girl."

"Ugh…"

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The boy led me to a training room that I never knew existed in the mansion.

Three days ago, Angelo and I explored the mansion, and we practically memorized where every room was, but this was something I had never seen before.

My 'sensei' had covered my eyes on the way here so I didn't know how to get here, nor how to get out.

"Should I even trust you?" I asked him.

"Why ask me that? I could simply lie," he said.

I scoffed, remembering a saying of Mukuro's. "Yeah, yeah because the truth hides within the lies, the lies hide within the truth, that is mist, blah blah blah."

He chuckled. "Well, to appease you, my kouhai, then, yes, you can trust me, and as proof, your grandfather's here."

Surprised, I looked around and finally saw Antonio with Angelo. Skeptical, I closed my eyes. This isn't real. This is only an illusion. But when I opened them, they were still there. I looked at the boy and said, "Hmph, I suppose you're right."

"Don't fail, kid." Antonio said, leaning against the wall with Angelo to his right.

"Go, squirt!" Angelo said.

"Shall we begin?" he said, surprising me as he threw a punch at me with great speed.

Thank God for those karate sessions my real mother put me through.

I managed to dodge his fist, but only barely.

His punches continuously came, adding a few kicks here and there. I dodged most, except for a punch to the shoulder and a kick to my left leg.

"You're so weak, what the hell?" he scoffed. "Like mother, like daughter, I suppose."

Panting, I stood up again and threw a punch at that bastard's face. He could insult me, but insulting my mother was a big no-no.

However, he smirked and easily dodged it. "You know, I was so much better than you when I was your age."

I clicked my tongue. "Shut up. Also, why don't you take off that goddamn mask of yours? You haven't even told me your name."

He chuckled. "Perhaps, if you can beat me, I would take it off or give you my name."

I smirked as well. "What a perfect challenge, then. And I think I'd settle for the name."

After all, if I know his name, I could always search him online. Muahahaha, in your face, 'sensei'.

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Sneak Peek

Chapter 7: Letters

"Oi, squirt, come here!"

"What do you want, person who totally has a crush on Ikuto from Shugo Chara?"

"I do not! I like – agh! Just shut up!"

"Why'd you call me, anyways?"

"You've got a few letters."

"If it's not a Hogwarts letter, then it's not important."

"You sure? There are some subscriptions here and one from your mom."

"Hand it over, young Jedi. Quickly."

Me: Wah, I am like so excited for the upcoming chapters! By the way, what do you think is Antonio's relation with the masked boy? Teehee~ you'll find out soon!

Also, I promise that Chapter 7 will be longer~

Review, please!