La Mia Fidanzata È Un Diavolo! Target 002: Reborn
To Reborn, Sawada Tsuruhime looks like Sawada Nana, Baka-Iemitsu's wife. Shy looking, big eyes, brown hair, brown eyes and short. She was wearing a yellow dress and white flats with sunflowers on them. Exactly how Iemitsu described her, but under her innocent looking eyes was a hardened look of an assassin.
Reborn found it strange, Iemitsu told the Famiglia his family had no knowledge of the Mafia, but they definitely knew something. Even his 'lovely' wife Nana, was glaring at him like she could drive a knife into my back and walk away without another thought, and of course while Iemitsu wasn't looking.
"What type of name is Reborn?" Tsuruhime asked 'innocently,' as if trying to forget that she had a fiancée. Reborn smirked, "My type of name, Tsuruhime."
She made a face which was quickly replaced by a smile when Iemitsu looked around. "My little Hime! This is your Fiancée, Reborn Solare, he is two years older than you, so he is ten years old." Iemitsu patted Reborn on the head as he explained this to his 'clueless' family.
"Papa! I know how to count!" She exclaimed, speaking childishly and smiling, but her smile seemed fake, too fake.
"Of course!" Iemitsu cooed, "Because you're my sweet Hime!" He then walked into the hallway into the kitchen, with Reborn tailing behind, observing everything in the house, even the small cracks in the roof.
He saw no abnormalities about their house, plain furnishings and pictures. No traps, wires, not even dust.
The kitchen look slightly deadly because a Yandere looking wife was standing there with a knife smiling cheerfully while the food (her prey) was being prepared.
"You're not allergic to anything, are you?" She asked Reborn, giving a bright smile.
"No Maman, I am not." He replied simply as Iemitsu gave him a seat.
Tsuruhime walked up behind Reborn and tugged on his sleeve, "Let's play tag." She said, her eyes gleaming sadistically, as she was facing away from Iemitsu so he couldn't see her face.
"No." Reborn said, turning away from her, 'Iemitsu, what did you do to your family and not notice?' He asked himself rhetorically.
"Please?" She asked me, her large doe eyes watering up with tears. As Reborn looked at them, his resolve started waver slightly, but he turned away and repeated, "No, Baka."
She seemed close to bawling when Iemitsu finally noticed. "Reborn! Don't make your fiancée cry!" He then wrapped Tsuruhime in his arms and walked away. I noticed her scowl and then kick the idiot in the stomach.
"No! I wanna play with Reborn! Let me go! Let me go!" She was now flailing about, every time hitting Iemitsu, who really did deserve it.
"Fine," He put her down onto the floor, "go play with Reborn while Nana's cooking breakfast."
She smiled and dragged Reborn off into the backyard, he didn't bother fighting back. After all, he wanted to solve this puzzle named Sawada Tsuruhime.
Once they got to the backyard her fake smile disappeared and was replaced by a sadistic one, which seemed to fit her better.
"Finally! Away from that idiot!" Her voice was now a tone lower as walked into the short grass, "You're the World's Strongest Hitman, right?" She asked turning to face me, her once brown eyes were ablaze in a bright orange.
"And what if I am?" Reborn asked, smirking slightly as he pulled his Fedora down lower.
"Then FIGHT ME!" She grabbed something from under her dress, two pitch black pistols with silver crescent moons engraved into the sides. Reborn acted quickly and grabbed his gun, which so happened to be Leon, and Green.
She shot two bullets at Reborn's heart which he dodged with ease, he then shot several of his own at her legs which she dodged in return. Acting quickly, Reborn reloaded his gun with tranquilizing darts and aimed at her, she had no time to dodge and released her used up loads to block them.
'She's pretty good for an eight year old…' Reborn shot two bullets in random looking spots, which ricocheted into her direction, she moved forward in an effort to dodge them and fell into his trap.
Holding his gun at point blank Reborn said, "Yield." She looked at him in a frustrated manner and repeated his words.
"Good," He said, Leon his pet green chameleon morphed back into his original shape and resting on Reborn fedora.
"Reborn! Tsu-chan! Time for breakfast!" Mama called from the dining room. Reborn sighed and slowly made his way there, dusting himself off.
After breakfast Mama called him in private, to talk most likely about Tsuruhime.
"Reborn-kun, you know are Tsu-chan's fiancée, right?" She looked at him smiling. "Do you promise not to hurt her?" And without hesitation he nodded shortly.
"You better live up to your promise, world's best Hitman or not, no one survives a mother's wrath." Her Yandere side appearing, and the kitchen knife she was holding looked deadlier.
"Maman, I promise." Reborn promised, tilting his fedora down.
"Good!" She replied, her personality going a full 180. "Tsu-chan… She, maybe is too selfless for her own good. She was being bullied but yet she didn't tell anyone. Not because she was too weak or afraid, but because she didn't want to bother me." Nana paused, her voice becoming shaky, "So, Reborn… Promise me… Promise me you won't ever let her cry unless they're tears of joy!"
"I will, Mama." Sawada Tsuruhime was just getting more interesting by the moment. "I will definitely keep this promise."
He walked out of the kitchen and said, "Arrivederci, Mama, until next year."
Tsuruhime watched from out the window of her room as Papa and Reborn left. Papa was crying crocodile tears and hugging Mama, having already done the same to Tsuru. But Reborn, said nothing, even as a black limousine parked in front of our house.
Before he entered he turned and smirked in my direction. He then turned back around and held up a hand, as if saying, 'Until we meet again.'
Tsuru's face felt hot and her heart seemed to beat faster than usual. She fell onto my cream coloured bed squeezing her pillow.
'Just what is happening to me?'
End Of Target 002: Reborn
Yandere: A fictional character who is genuinely romantic, loving, kind, merciful, sparing, sweet and gentle, but when they think their loved ones are threatened they become brutal, psychotic or deranged in behaviour.
Arrivederci: Formal Italian way of saying Goodbye
A Mezzanote Angelo: Moonlight Angel
I'm considering getting a Beta-Tester... But I spell stuff in Australian English so word are different, like color is colour.