So, at my funeral I would like Ke$ha to sing 'Old McDonald' throughout the whole thing. I know it's a bit soon to be thinking of my funeral, but come on! Hibari is starting at us with his murderous glare, there's no doubt that we're not going to be alive much longer! I shivered, both out of fright and because of the nights cold.

It must be one in the morning or something! It was freezing, honestly what was this baby thinking! Does he really think we'll do good in this kind of weather? I noticed that he probably didn't care and wanted us to die. Maybe he thought we were super spys from mars or something, which we weren't!

Yet.

It was silent, as Reborn seemed to ponder wither to give us weapons or not. I looked around me, still cowering behind Jackie. It was really dark, the moon and the stars were covered by the clouds. There was a light wind, hitting our skin to make us even colder then we already were. I looked back at Hibari, does Reborn expect us to win?

The odds of winning were horrible, we were both tired and inexperienced. While Hibari on the other hand looked as energized as ever along with being the strongest guardian. Well, maybe Mukuro and Tsuna are stronger then him. But Mukuro has yet to appear and Tsuna has yet to become a bad ass.

"Yes, each of you get one weapon." Reborn tossed something over to me, and another thing over to Jackie. I yelped when whatever I caught cut me. I licked my wound before actually getting a good look at it.

"...Scissors?" They were normal green scissors, not even the good sharp kind either. They were like the ones used in art class for simple cutting and what not, nothing that would be good in a fight! I glanced over to Jackie, who held a short piece of PVC in each hand. She was also looking at our pathetic excuse of weapons with doubt, maybe a bit of frustration also.

"Reborn! How are we supposed to fight with these?" I whined, on the verge of crying a waterfall tears. Reborn didn't answer me as he walked away, and Hibari slowly approached us. I gulped, counting the minutes I had left to live. Maybe three minutes, if we're lucky that is.

"Why don't we just run?" Jackie whispered in my ear, completely unaware of this guy's true fighting ability. I shook my head vigorously, not wanting to provoke him any more.

"He'll just kill us faster, he's a psychopathic nut case!" Jackie's mouth was agape, but she nodded in understanding soon enough. It looks like she is learning the ways of Anime and Manga. How middle schools can kick some serous ass, despite them being much older then them. It was an important rule to know, without knowing you could get killed!

Jackie's hair waved before my face, and my hand twitched. I opened my scissors, hovering them around her head. I chuckled, she had no idea what I was doing. The sense of danger around me disappeared, as I pretended I was cutting her hair. I should go get check for ADD or something sometime, this can seriously get ridiculous.

Jackie's head swung suddenly, and my scissors cut down on accident. It was my turn hand my mouth wide open, as I watch a chunk of hair from the back of her head fall to the ground. If I knew anything about Jackie, it was that she really liked her hair. I also knew she could be rather violent when provoked, and when putting the two together it does not make a lovely cup of tea.

Rather, it makes a boiling pot of acid mixed with rat guts and unicorn saliva. When you drank it your body started burning from the inside out, bringing you horrible pain you could never imagine. Finally, after long hours of pure torture, you die feeling like you've been stabbed over a hundred knives as your eyes and brains spill out of your skull in a mushy substance.

I don't know about you but that sounded far from lovely. I froze when Jackie's right hand reached to the back of her head, feeling the missing chunk almost imminently. I started slowly moving backwards as time seemed to stop. Hibari stopped walking as well, looking at us with annoyance and inpatients.

"Nicky...did you do this?" She started turning around, her normally cute freckled face was glaring at me, her expression everything but forgiving. I paused before taking two more steps back, dropping my scissors when my hand started to slack from fear. Consumed by fright, I nodded, hoping that she would forgive me and everything would be right with the world.

Everything was silent, as the tension in the atmosphere rose higher and higher. I was going to die, I could feel it in my veins. I gasped for air, before sprinting off in the opposite direction away from Jackie. Unfortunately that very direction was also where Hibari stood, now standing in a fighting stance.

I squealed, ducking to dodge his tonfa but didn't completely succeed. I was able to dodge the first one, but the other sent my flying back a few feet. I looked up, slightly disoriented only to meet the monstrous face of Jackie. She lifted her foot off the ground, as if to stomp on me. Yelping like a dog, I rolled out of the way and getting on my feet before retreating.

Hibari began rushing at me, along with Jackie running close behind. This was it, the most violent people in the world were going to straight up murder me without hesitation. I blinked, my eyes making out the figure of bushes. I smiled, feeling thankful for my long legs as I pushed a bit farther, going a little faster as well.

I jumped into the over grown bushed, hissing with pain as the branches cut and scratched at my skin. Doing my best to ignore the pain signals from my body I pushed deeper into the large bush, reaching the bottom. My heart skipped a beat as I heard them approaching, so I starting moving to the next bush over in a hope to hide well enough.

A sharp pain shot through my body, and several more followed. I sat there, dumbfounded for a moment, before standing up with incredible skill. I fought to get out of the bushes all while screaming bloody murder. Once out of the bush, I was able to look at myself, seeing the horror that spread across the left side of my body.

Porcupine needles were embedded in my skin, some drawing blood. Moments after a nice sized porcupine scurried out, running away in fear. I shook, tears run down my face in pain and I bit down on my lip to keep me from screaming out loud. Jackie looked at me, her mouth a gape at my current condition. Hibari on the other hand, looked like he just saw the words biggest idiot and abruptly turned around, going someplace unknown.

"Congratulations, Hibari has retreated, winning you this battle." I looked down to Reborn, still teary eyed. I wouldn't call the a retreat, just walking away because it just wasn't worth the trouble. My legs threatened to buckle by now, but I forced myself to stand for fear of landing on the quills and pushing them further in my skin.

I whimpered, playing with the hem of my shirt. "Can we go to the hospital now?

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I snuggled into the bed of the hospital. I didn't smell very good, and it wasn't that comfortable, but it was better then nothing. I had just gotten all those porcupine quills removed, it the procedure was far from painless. To be exact, it was more painful then getting them forced in by the monstrous porcupine monster.

Most of the quills were on my left leg, with only a few finding themselves on my face. Now, my body was sore and still stung in light pain. They would have given me medication to lessen the pain, but guess what? Reborn wouldn't let that happen, oh no. He said it was good training to build up my pain tolerance. Even if that made sense, I wish he would have made an exception.

Turns out we had left the house at about three in the morning and got to the hospital a four. By the time they were done with getting the quills removed and gotten my to a bed for rest it was a bit past five. Class started at eight thirty (a huge improvement to my American High school of starting at seven twenty) and we had to be there about ten minutes before then.

Which means I had about three more hours of rest, to my own disappointment. I shut my eyes, and fell asleep quickly. Only to be waken up two hours later by a baby kicking me in the head.

"Reborn! What was that for! I'm a recovering veteran, please be gentle!" I complained, rubbing my head. He pushed a bag to me, pointing to the bathroom.

"Hurry and get ready for school, you have thirty minutes. If you're not ready by then you'll face the consequences." I shrieked, feeling more and more like Tsuna my the minute. I grab my bag before rushing into the bathroom, all while being silently amazed by how afraid I was of a little midget baby.

I turned on the shower, spilling the content's of the bag on the the bathroom counter. A clean uniform, along with a new pain of super-duper long socks, bottles of shampoo, conditioner, soap, a toothbrush, toothpaste, a hair brush, clean bandages, the translating head set, deodorant and clean underwear. I decided not to even bother wondering what Reborn did about the underwear, but at least he was considerate enough.

I blinked, noticing that there wasn't a flat iron located in the bag. I knew better to whine about it through, I had a feeling that Reborn wouldn't hesitate to kill me. I jumped into the shower, juggling the bottles before dropping them inside. I believe that was the shortest shower I ever had, a new world record in my books.

Quickly I dried my hair, putting my uniform without being very careful after applying new bandages. It had plenty of wrinkles in it when I was done, I did my best to try and smooth out the vest, dress shirt, skirt and bow combo but it didn't go down very well. I pulled on my long socks, sliding my shoes on before applying a healthful amount of deodorant and brushing my teeth.

Just in time I sung open the bathroom door, the bag in my right hand. Reborn was standing there, looking indifferent beside my school bag. I swung my school bag around my shoulder, winching when it hit my wounds. The two of use left the hospital soon after, literally racing to Tsuna's house. Reborn said if he got there before me I'd be sleeping on the streets for now on.

I decided that since it's Reborn we're dealing with, it's best to believe him.

When I arrived at the house I was out of breath, leaning on the brick work panting. I was already beginning to feel like a mess, and it was only eight in the morning. You would think I would get to rest a bit longer, but moments later Jackie, Tsuna, Yamamoto and Gokudera came walking out of the house. All dressed in school uniforms, ready to begin walking to the school.

I noticed Jackie had her hair in a pony tail, probably because she hadn't decided what to do with her hair now that I accidentally cut a chunk off it. I hope she wasn't sore with me anymore, I already suffered enough pain in the past five hours.

"Nicky! Are you all right? What happened?!" I stood up straight as Tsuna gasped at my bandaged covered left side. My left hand was completely covered, along with my leg but you couldn't see most of it thanks to the skirt and socks, my arm was hidden by sleeves but bandages still covered areas of my neck and face. I sighed, judging my the boy's expression neither Reborn or Jackie explained to them about the incident.

"I got jumped my a porcupine, spent the night at the hospital and had a race with Reborn." I would give them the long, exaggerated version later. Right now I was much to tired to even speak.

"Serves you right, pervert-woman." I didn't have the energy to reply to thank, deciding to trail behind them. I looked over to Jackie, who was glaring at me for a moment before shrugging.

"At least your hair's messed up too." Right, without a flat iron my hair was a mess after being washed. It was horrible wavy, and went around sticking up in random directions. With that, my tired expression, now slightly pale skin and bandages I looked the a wreak. I moaned, I still couldn't tell if she was still mad at me.

Yamamoto slowed down, walking beside me. He looked me over, taking in my dreadful expression to heart. "Are you okay?" He asked, sounding generally concerned. I shrugged, saying that I had better days. I wasn't able to act like my everyday crazy, hyper self. It was all too exhausting for me at the moment.

He pulled something out of his bag, handing it to me. I blinked, taking the silver packet before realizing that it contained delicious pop tarts. I smiled, eating them without much manners as I realized I was close to starving. Pop tarts make everything better, even if my body ached and my hair was a mess the magical pop tarts seemed to make everything better.

I smiled, only to frown again when we approached the school. The last place I wanted to attend, school, to make it worse a Japanese school that used a language we didn't know. Thankfully, we managed to get by with these head sets, but we couldn't rely on them forever. Luckily, Kyoko was willing enough to teach us everything we needed to know.

I threw the pop tart wrapper in the trash can, walking to my small locker next to Jackie's and Kyoko's. Kyoko smiled to us on sight, waving kindly. I wave back, thankful that she didn't ask about my crappy appearance. I switched my shoes and grabbed a few books before following Jackie and Kyoko to class.

While walking Hana joined us, raising an eyebrow at my 'new look'. I gave her the short version before entering the class room, which was nearly full of students by now. I went to my seat, sitting down without speaking another word. I looked over to Jackie, who looked perfectly fine except for her cut hair.

I hope Reborn torments her next.

Is lazy.

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