We are SO sorry for the lack of updates! We were having trouble writing lately, and now school started, and it's a big mess! Well, I, Mi-chan, have finally writen a chapter! Sorry, it's not very funny today, but will get MUCH better, rest assured. For some reason on my other stories, my spacers arent working, so bear with me.

Miyo happily walked down the streets of Downtown Namimori. Grandma (Tsuna's mom) had asked her to go to town and buy some groceries for her, and let her buy some of her favorite candy, and so now she lightly skipped down the road, chewing on her gummy bears while swinging the bag by her side. Today she was in a particularly good mood, since her horoscope said she would meet someone in a fateful encounter who would make an impact on her life. She giggled and continued on her way, that is, until she heard a plea for help. She stopped in her tracks. It had sounded like it came from the back of the department store nearby, but she wasn't sure so she went back just in case. As she peaked around the corner and saw three large guys surrounding a small one on the ground, holding his head as they kicked him.

"Oh no...I have to stop them!"

Luckily, she had her Vongola XI wrist band, she pulled it up to her mouth and whispered the words to activate them.

"Vongola wrist band, version XI."

As she said it, her wrist band changed form, it was no longer a black sweat band, but a sturdy black cuff that covered her small wrist, twin blades, encoated with sky flames came out of the cuffs, she took a deep breath and walked over to the boys, using her fiercest voice.

"Oi, get away from him!"

The three punks look back at her and spit in her direction, they looked to be around Papa's age, maybe older.

"What are you going to do about it, little girl?"

The oldest one who Miyo presumed to be the leader, stepped towards her, she glared in his direction. The boy on the ground looked up, but Miyo couldn't see his face well because of the hair and shadows covering his eyes.

"B-boss, she has a weapon on her, maybe we shouldn't mess with her..." One of the other punks tried to stop the guy, but he just crack his knuckles.

"I can take a little brat, I would never lose to a girl anyway!"

Miyo knew she couldn't take someone of his size, she wanted to run, but she was almost paralyzed in fear, her glare locked in place.

"Little punk! Like hell you weapon will be useful against me!"

He charged toward her, but then all of a sudden, a knife flew next to his head, a cut on his cheek formed as it began to bleed, his face turned pale. Miyo turned back to the warmth that she knew of that was Hishagor, she clutched onto him and he put his arm around her.

"Miyo! What are you doing?"

Miyo was shocked, this is the first time he had raised his voice at her, and called her by her first name. The other two guys ran away as they saw their boss stagger and fall to the ground. Miyo was shivering in fear slightly, she knew she couldn't save the boy, but of course she couldn't just leave him there!

"H-Hisha-kun..."

He sighed as he fully hugged her.

"Idiot, you could have gotten hurt! Do you know how worried I was when I saw that guy running towards you?"

She looked up at his face, she noticed he was blushing.

"I'm sorry...I couldn't just leave him to get hurt..."

She pulled away from Hishagor and pulled a handkerchief out of her pocket as she went over to the boy sitting on the ground. He backed away as she came near him.

"What's wrong? You have blood on your face."

She knelt down next to him, but he still tried to scoot away from her, only to run into the back of Hishagor's legs.

"Quit moving you stupid worm."

"Hiiii!"

He quickly tried to get up, only to have his right leg fail on him as he tried to get up, he fell again to the ground.

"Hisha-kun, don't scare him!"

She gently grabbed his wrist, her weapon no longer in place, this time, he didn't resist, she gently pull the leg of his black pants up to reveal the huge bruise on his leg. She gasped at the purple welt in front of her, she pushed his pant leg back down as she worked her way up, she rolled up his shirt sleeve to find a bloody cut across his arm, she took her handkerchief and blotted it as gently as possible.

"Ophthalmophobia..." The boy mumbled under his breath.

"Excuse me?" She looked up at him and he quickly blocked his face with is arm.

"Ophthalmophobia!"

"Ophtha...Oh! I get it now! That's why you don't want me to look at your face, your afraid of being starred at. This is the first time I've met someone with that."

She continued to blot his arm, concentrating and trying not to look at his face.

"So what's your name? I'm Sawada Miyo, just Miyo is fine."

"W-Wakamiya Shouta...just Shouta is fine..." His voice was a soft mumble, but she could tell it was probably because he was shy.

"Shouta-kun, I'm going to take you to my place so I can treat your wounds, ok?"

"Geh!" Hishagor made this sound in surprise and annoyance.

"Oi, Mimi, why do we have to bring him home? Just leave him here!"

"Hisha-kun!"

He sighed and leaned against the concrete wall of the building, knowing he couldn't stop her once she made up her mind.

It's ok...I'm fine!"

"Shouta-kun, you can't even walk..."

She took her handkerchief and began on the blood on his face, being careful not to make him nervous. Once she finished, she got up and extended her hand to him, he hesitantly took it. She put his arm around her shoulder, and made Hishagor take his other arm around his shoulder, much to his distaste. Miyo picked up the bag of groceries she dropped earlier and the three went to the house.

As soon as they got home, Sawada Nana was already swarming around the three, examining the boy in the middle.

"What happened?"

"Some people were bullying him."

The woman with the dark brown hair pulled out a chair and gently set the boy down.

"Miyo-Chan, could you get me the first aid kit?"

Miyo ran upstairs and retrieved the kit for her grandmother, then hurrying back down stairs to Shouta. Nana immediately went to work on the boy. Miyo went over and whispered in her ear.

"He has a stare phobia, so be careful, ok?"

She nodded. It took her about an hour, but she had managed to finally bandage everything but his face.

"Shouta-kun, what's that on your eyes?"

Miyo had just thought it was the shadow his bangs made covering his eyes, but it turned out her wore some kind of elastic black mask over his eyes.

"It's so people don't look at me..."

Nana had went out to get some more bandages, and Hishagor was in the spare room, so it was just the two of them.

"But then, how do you see?"

He was hesitant, but he seemed to trust Miyo enough to tell her.

"Well, have you even seen flames inside of people?"

"Flames?"

He nodded and looked around for any other people.

"Well, there are these 'Flames' inside everything, and there are different colors."

'Could he be referring to Dying Will Flames?'

Out of absolutely no where, Reborn had jumped on Miyo's head.

"That sounds interesting, continue."

"Gahh!"

Shouta jumped up and hid his face in his jacket.

"Reborn!"

Miyo had tried to pull the infant of her head, but he held her hair firmly.

"Sorry Shouta-kun, don't mind Reborn."

He looked up from his jacket hesitantly, once he deemed Reborn safe enough, he continued.

"Well, there are these flames, with different colors differing on the personality and such. They run through everyones body, its almost like X-ray vision."

"Serious? That's amazing!"

Reborn nodded.

"That is interesting, I've never heard such a thing as seeing dying will flames running though someone's body."

"Dying will flame?"

He tilted his head in confusion, and Reborn told him all about how the dying will flames work, and even made (forced) Miyo to give him a demonstration.

"Well, I get it...I guess."

"Good. You will need to know this later on in life."

Miyo thought of many things this statement could have meant, but decided to shrug it off for today.

When Hishagor finally got hungry and decided to see if he could persuade Miyo into making him a sandwich, seeing Miyo and Shouta together, laughing, having a good time, didn't sit well with him. Just as he was sharpening a nice knife to ward away the intruder, Miyo had noticed him.

"Ah, Hisha-kun, are you hungry?"

"Uh, yeah!"

He quickly stuffed his knife in his shirt and glared at Shouta, making him shiver in fear and hide behind Miyo.

"Whimp."

He shuffled down stairs and into the kitchen, where he made himself some onigiri.

"So Shouta-kun, come over anytime, ok?"

"Eh! He's coming back again!"

"Yeah! Shouta and I are friends now!"

An evil aura formed around Hishagor, but he held himself back for the happiness of Miyo. She waved goodbye as the young boy exited the house, smiling and waving back, Hishagor rolled his eyes, now he had a new enemy.

Reborn sat on the roof top watching Shouta as he went down the streets. He had finally confirmed Shouta was the one he was looking for.

"Good job, Miyo. You have found yourself someone crucial in developing you family. Now we are one step closer to reaching our goal."

FINALLY! It took forever to write a chapter, explain the way Shouta is without getting boring! Please R&R, feel free to PM us with any questions~