Hello~ I'm back with a new chapter! I know some of you are waiting for my other stories to be updated but I'm stuck ^^ I hope none of you are mad at that. Anyway, I want to thank all of you who have reviewed and followed me as well as favorited. Thank you! Now, on with the story.

The funeral for mom was sad. Everyone was wearing black and was mourning. I hate it when it's like this. It doesn't feel right. I look around. I'm in Dad's arms and Takeshi is holding his hand. I'm surprised my baby of an older brother hasn't starting crying. He's a crybaby when he's this age, but in the canon, he's oblivious to anything and everything. He doesn't smile as much as he does in the canon, also. Hopefully he hasn't changed.

It's me and Takeshi's turn to go to Mom's corpse. Takeshi begins to cry right when he sees mom. Maybe he's not so oblivious to not know that mom wasn't going to come back. I reached down and touched Mom's forehead with my hand. Her skin was always fair and pretty. Her skin is still pretty and soft, but it's cold.

Suddenly, a ray of sunshine breaks through the clouds that were hiding the sun. It shone on Mom, and she looked like an angel. In her white dress, and her white flowers. She had pale skin and it fell into place. If I take after my mom, will I grow up to be this pretty? I never noticed until now, but you never know what you have until it's lost, huh? Never to return. My mom was a saint to everyone in this stupid town. She was kind, beautiful and fair. She had pretty white hair and amazing blue eyes. She was the complete opposite of dad. I hate myself for never saying 'I love you' in my childish voice to her. Why did it have to be her? Why couldn't she survive? Why? Why couldn't it have been me? I'll never see the one person that means the world to me besides Takeshi and Dad. I can't stand this anymore. When I find out who killed my mom, I'm going to kill them. A slow and painful death is fit for them.

~~~~2 years later~~~

Me and Takeshi are going to daycare today! I hope I get to see little tuna-fish there! Aww, he's going to be so cute~! I want to touch his hair!

Dad makes a small bento for me and Takeshi. I walk hand-in-hand with Dad and Takeshi, with me in the middle, almost like they're protecting me. I don't mind this, though. I haven't been the same since Mom died.

I walk happily, a light jump in my step, holding their hands. I didn't mind being the youngest in the family, I mean, it meant I pretty much got away with everything. I looked around and I feel so small, compared to what I used to feel. In my old life I was 5'7". That's pretty tall for a girl only in highschool.

We reach the Daycare and I see familiar light brown, gravity-defying hair. I squeal out loud and go over to the boy and hug him hard. My dad and brother looked at me, confused when I suddenly let go of their hands. I squeezed the living life out of Tsuna.

"Himeko, let him go." I heard my dad's soft but strong voice say.

I let go of Tsuna quickly and got back to Takeshi and Dad. "Yesh, dad?"

"I asked him, giving him my 'innocent' look. I didn't know how Dad never saw that I wasn't really all that innocent. Takeshi gave me his stupid grin and I knew he was going to say something idiotic. I really have no idea how the two of us are twins. I mean, our personalities are way different. I'm the smart, somewhat devious, faker of innocence one, while big brother Takeshi is the oblivious, fully innocent, and idiotic one. The only thing that's similar between us is our looks. I have brown hair like him, though it's longer and I have the same chocolate eyes. Though, other than those few things, I look almost nothing alike him. I take after my mom,, more than anything. My mom had a pale complexion, which I inherited from her. I also gained her smile. A bright, but sad smile that seemed to melt through everyone and everything.

I guess, that's another thing me and Takeshi have in common. We both have a piercing smile, though his is more happy than mine is. I understand way too many things. What I don't get is that, if I got reborn, why do I still have the memories from my past life? Why can't I just forget everything I know and live on to be a normal 3-year-old kid? Is that too much to ask? I guess it is.

Me and Takeshi run off from dad, after we kiss him on his cheek. We both took our bags from him and smiled brightly. I look around and I see a familiar prefect and I walk over to him.

Well that's all for now. I will answer one of my reviewers./strong/p

To: YuujouKami
I may, or may not, pair her Hibari. Though it would be funny if I did. I shall think about it.