Chapter 2

Training is Torture

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR! How I wish I did though….

4:45 AM Sasagawa house

BEEP BEEP BEEP!

"Ugg..." groaned a sleepy eyed Kyoko rolling on to her back. "Just five more minutes!" She said, before remembering why she was up so early.

Springing out of bed, she rushed through her morning routine then went down the stairs. Rounding the corner to the kitchen, she found her brother already up and drinking his cup of coffee.

"Why are you up so early, onii-san?"

"I have to get to HQ in five minutes to the EXTREME!" he replied.

Kyoko sweatdropped, so that's why he was yelling so much. She must remember to get decaf.

"Mm, and you might want to hurry up, I hear that Reborn doesn't tolerate lateness at all."

Kyoko shuddered, and gulped down her breakfast. As she walked out the door, she heard Gokudera and Reborn chatting in rapid Italian.

"Perché devo formare lei?"

"perché sei il migliore per il lavoro a parte Yamamoto, e tutti gli altri da prendere in considerazione è occupato."

"Grr ... accidenti a te idiota baseball. questo non sarà facile".

"buono, prendo il lavoro allora?"

"bene".

Gokudera obviously wasn't happy about something considering his tone.

"Ohio Reborn-sama, Ohio Gokudera-kun! Where's Yamamoto-kun? I thought he was training me today."

"Yakuu-baka managed to fall sick yesterday, so I'm the one to train you today." Gokudera growled, pissed.

"Umm, alright then, what are we going to do?" asked Kyoko, wincing a bit at Gokudera's tone.

"glad you asked," Reborn smiled;"You're going to do a brisk 10 Km run with weights to start off, then a day of swords training afterwards."

"B-brisk 10 km run, you're not joking, right?" asked Kyoko

"Really, Reborn-sensei, such easy stuff? She can probably do better than that."

"No, this is fine. You must remember she is a beginner." Damn, that smirk was growing bigger.

"What do you mean, easy? That's impossible!"

"Hmph, you should see Tsuna in the morning if you think this is impossible. I make him do 60 km with a 40 pound weight belt. Consider yourself spared. Now stop asking me idiotic questions and GIT!" shouted Reborn, smirking now.

Yep, this most definitely was civilized torture.

(Kyoko POV)

"ONE, TWO, ONE, TWO, ONE, TWO!" Gokudera shouted, jogging at a brisk pace slightly behind me. Dammit, he made it look like this was easy. Hello, sweating my heart out Here! Damn Mafioso and their awesome physique.

"Goku-kun~ can we take a break please?" I asked with my sweetest voice, that is, as sweet as I could muster up.

"No can do woman, Reborn's orders. And stop fucking calling me Goku-kun!" dammit, no effect! Just how dense is he?

"Mu." I sniffed, and continued plodding along as fast as I could.

After they were finally finished training, Kyoko flopped on her bed, exhausted.

"Are you extremely alright Kyoko?" asked Ryohei, peeking into her room.

"Hai, onii-san, just tired." Said Kyoko, poorly muffling a moan.

"Take an extreme rest then! I'll meet you outside tomorrow."

…

No response, Kyoko was already fast asleep and snoring away.

Sleep well Kyoko, Reborn's training is harsh.

Yazers! I'm done! Sorry for not updating, but my teachers are piling me up in homework!

Anyways, thanks so much for reading. Please R&R!

~Next Chapter!

Kufufufufu~ what do we have here?

Signed

Nox