Not a chapter, per se. Just a tiny gift. For myself. Not edited in any way. Crappy.

EXTRA: A Page from Her Story

~Kinda melodramatic, this one. This will lay down the reasons why I think if Tsuna would have grown up a bit, and given choice between Kyoko and Haru (because, let's face it, no one, aside from Lussuria, I guess, is ever explicitly portrayed as gay in either manga or anime) Tsuna would choose Haru. I think Reborn would agree, too.

I like the dynamic between Tsuna and his guardians. I think it's incredibly beautiful, but it's also platonic. I ship 1827, and I do read yaoi, but in this fanfic, I'll be upping the girls' side a bit.

I really don't like Kyoko, but I'll be using her point of view here.

Kyoko realized her own naivete the moment Tsuna-kun revealed their real circumstances back in the future - the reason they were always training, always tired, always scared. Always lying.

She couldn't comprehend it at first. She knew they were dabbling in something dangerous, dark, and possibly life-threatening. She had several scenarios in mind. Drug traffickers, yakuza, sumo wrestling...the works. But the answer was something that never even crossed her mind.

The Mafia.

If that wasn't dangerous enough, they just had to be against a bored megalomaniac with an obsessive fascinatiion with fluffy marshmallows. What's next, supernatural powers? Flame throwers?

Apparently, that wasn't too much of a stretch.

They had flames. Dying Will Flames, they called them. The embodiment of their resolution, their wish to get back to their own time. She didn't truly comprehend what was happening, but she was painfully aware how powerless she was. She was pretty, bubbly, and useless.

What was she there for?

And then Haru was beside her, beaming and announcing to the world, "It is our duty to support all of you as best as we can, so that you can go all out without any worries."

And Tsuna-kun was smiling, his shoulders looking a tiny bit less stiff, like a huge weight was taken off his shoulders.

But Kyoko could still see the whole world there, over that scrawny, little pair of arms, being lifted up painfully and resolutely...along with herself.

Tsuna-kun. So small. So kind. So powerful.

Then he was fighting by himself, saving her, saving everyone, saving the whole world...

What did she do to deserve this light?

Kyoko thought she knew love.

She was wrong.

There were a handful of boys that had confessed eternal love for her, yelling out loud, "Kyoko-chan, I love you, please go out with me!" And while she was incredibly flattered, and her heart would beat just a tiny beat faster, she knew love enough to understand that while sometimes it comes eary in life, oftentimes it doesnt't last. Sometimes, it never comes at all.

Truth was, she was merely being picky. And hopeless romantic.

if she was honest with herself, she'd have realized long ago that she was waiting for a prince to come sweeping her off her feet with charming smiles, and blond hair shining in the moonlight, coming for her on a white stallion.

Oh, God. That was so fictional. And old.

But having the heart of a romantic maiden, it was obvious she never would have dated scrawny boys that comes confessing in nothing but their boxers. Or arrogant Kendo Captains that treated people as though they were things that could be taken possession of. Or used as price.

The first time she and Haru talked about love, Kyoko wondered which of them were more delusional.

"I'm going to be Tsuna-san's wife!" The bubbly dark-haired girl had said more than twenty-times.

But he likes me, Kyoko thought, feeling just the tiny bit smug in herself before reeling back and feeling guilty.

The second time they talked about love, Haru only said, "I'm going to be Tsuna-san's wife!" once before setting out to seduce said man.

Kyoko was left watching her back as she shamelessly draped herself over the small brunet who had flailed about and fell down from her weight.

Gokudera was all over his boss at once while Yamamoto went ahead and made it worse by dropping down the fallen pair, thinking they were playing again. He was quickly followed by a screaming Ryohei, and then Lambo, I-pin and Fuuta.

The third time they talked about love, they were in Haru's house, watching a movie about some cliched love triangle between three close friends. Halfway through the movie, Haru surprised her by asking, "Do you like Tsuna-san, Kyoko-chan?"

Kyoko nearly fell off the couch, while she sputtered incoherent sounds, pieces of popcorn falling off her mouth.

Haru giggled, "Kyoko-chan, that's disgusting! You're wasting food too!"

"Um," was her intelligent answer.

Haru simply looked at her knowingly. "Ne, he's amazing, isn't he? Tsuna-san's so small and weak and clumsy, not to mention he's so young, but he's already saved the world once. He has a lot on his shoulders, like school and those barbaric guardians of his, and he also used to be bullied. But he always pulls through spectacularly. He forgives his enemies and offers them home in his family, even those that tried to kill him! Can you imagine that? He has...such a big heart."

Kyoko watched as a drop of tear fell from the other girl's eye. "Haru-chan..."

"Too big a heart," Haru continued, smiling sadly at the TV screen which was now showing a scene where all three friends went their separate ways. Such a crappy ending. "You know, they say Tsuna is like the sky. He's accepts, and cares for everyone. Well, maybe not Byakuran at first, but now they're all so chummy. I think that's what's amazing about him. But I think that will also bring him trouble in the future, if he chooses to marry anyone other than you or me."

"Huh?"

"You see, the two of us, I think we're both completely aware how bug his heart is. Humans are selfish creatures, especially with the things, or people, the love. The wife tendst o belong to the husband, and vice versa, but Tsuna won't ever belong to just one person. He has part of his heart reserved for his guardians, for Reborn. for his enemies, even that barbaric scar-face, and for you and me. He belongs to them too, don't you think?"

"Um, that's very complicated."

"Haha, isn't it? I'm just saying that, whoever Tsuna-san chooses to marry someday, that person wouldn't be holding Tsuna-san's heart at all. They can't, because it belongs to a lot of people, you know?"

"And, you're okay with that?"

"Of course, that's why I love Tsuna-san in the first place!"

Kyoko smiled. She really didn't know love at all.