-I DON'T OWN KHR-
ACROSS THE RIVER BY HANASAKU
CHAPTER 1-Blue Sky
The thing is, you never got to be a normal girl when both of your parents and your whole family are in the mafia. Mafia war, alliance, drug dealings, human trafficking and all others surely makes me grow as an abnormal in normal society.
When other girls play with their dolls, my mother teach me how to make poison and bombs. When the other girls wear pretty dresses just to look pretty, I wear dresses so future suitors will think I'm attractive and willing to make alliance with our famiglia.
History about mafia, etiquette lessons, language lessons so I can speak fluently in many languages, manners, fighting lessons-how to wield guns, bow- and all others crammed to my brain.
Overall, I never experience normal childhood.
When I'm a little girl I will look at normal girl across the street with jealousy, where their parents will take them to school, holding hands and laughing together.
My father and mother only attend family dinner once a week if we're lucky.
But I still love them
The first thing that came across my head when the thoughts of being reborn begin to sink in is the thought of having normal childhood. The experience that I never had.
I can play with toys, wear pretty dresses just to look pretty, associate with children my age
I'm ecstatic to have normal childhood.
"isn't she precious Alfredo?"
"yes, her eyes is really beautiful"
"what should we name her?"
"lets see.. a baby like her can't have normal name like Anna or Molly"
"how about.. Azzura? It means blue sky"
"that's, a beautiful name Marice"
I meet my brother for the first time when Mama brought me home for the first time.
A young boy-maybe two or three?-greeted us in the front door with a million watt smile, showing his missing teeth.
A boy with dark blue hair and deep sea blue eyes with the smile like a sun.
My brother
"Mama!" the boy trotted happily before hugging the woman legs. "Sister! Where's sorella?" he asked happily. Mama crouched down so they can talk eye to eye.
"Mukuro, meet your new baby sister" she whispered to the boy. The boy beamed before started cooing.
Mukuro? So that's his name.
Fitting.
When I reach the young age of 4 months, my dream of having a normal childhood shatters to pieces.
My brother is playing with our neighbor, leaving me and Mama alone to spend our time. I was on my mother lap, sipping some milk from a bottle when my father burst in, gun in hand with bloodied dress shirt. His normal hair tousled and his breathing heavy.
My mother arms tensed immediately when she saw the state her husband in.
Years of mafia boss experience recognize the gun. Colt M191A1, one of the most common guns used by the mafia, produced from the 1911 and was a reliable choice of weapon for a longer shooting range.
That's the first time I realize that my family is not normal.
"lab 9 cell got broken" he muttered.
"goddammit, those useless test subject.. can't they just stay obedient to the Estraneo?"
I got reborn to another mafia family.
And its Estraneo,
I vaguely remember Estraneo as the fucked up family who didn't follow the mafia rules.
The famiglia who used children as lab rats where all the member would happily give their children for a test in the name of knowledge and science as they said
But I know it's not true
My dream of normal childhood washed away when the fact that me and my dear brother will end up as subject, as lab rats.
I curse my luck, how lucky I am don't you think?
I love my brother.
My cute, little idiotic and innocence brother.
How he will accompany me, try to make me smile, play with me, I love him more than anything else. My precious family member that will get tainted in the end.
I want to protect him.
As his little sister, I will protect him.i will stand by his side when he hit the lowest point of life. I will teach him how to fend himself, I will laugh with him, have fun with him, I will always by his side.
No matter what.
I'm his sister after all.
When I reach the age of 1, a celebration being held.
Just a small, humble party for closest friend and family. Which means I don't know all of them as I never associate with people aside my brother and the nice neighbor lady next to us.
To my great surprise, a familiar face showed up.
Coyote Nougat, my son storm guardian.
I never expected to see vongola members showed up, but I guess out of politeness they decide to showed up at this humble party of mine.
My parents and him got along pretty well.
Huh..
Of course, it's a suicide move to act rash on enemy turf and he remember it. I guess one of my lesson is useful. When they were on their teens, me and my guardians always give them lessons on how to be a good boss. I teach Timoteo that he should be polite and humble on enemy turf and act the opposite when they on your turf, I teach him you need to gain trust from your allies and subordinate, be the sky who engulfs all, be the patience sky that will hear all of it element worries, the gentle sky that forgive the sinner but be the raging sky when someone dare to defiled the name of Vongola.
how is he now I wonder?