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Warnings: Randomness, non-intentional Haru-bashing (SORRY HARU!), OOC-ness(?), Slight Fourth Wall Breaking, Reborn being the douche-bag he is, cake death, drowning, and Tsuki being exposed to Romance. (You have been warned for stupidity.)

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After I was effectively forced into a state of unconsciousness two times in a row within the week, once by pubescent boy (I did the math, TYL Lambo was around my age) and the other by almost-death pizza assassin (When I woke up, the whole thing had been explained via very informative and descriptive cue-cards from Lucine. I also pointedly ignored how it mentioned that Bianchi was Reborn's Third Lover. I didn't need brain bleach yet.), I decided that; after loads of thinking and thus scaring the crap out of society from my utterly blank face as I restlessly roamed the neighborhood on a pair of roller-skates and music blaring in my ears; my life was in a mess.

Yeah, no shit. Bluntly states my Inner-Chibi, who had been oddly silent during all the small-scale catastrophes that were happening around me as the wind whipped my hair while I rubbed the long stripe shaped bruises on my arm with slight winces (Courtesy of Hibari's tonfa doom). Like earlier in the day, Bianchi had attempted to assassinate my brother through switching her Poison Cooking Crap with Kyoko's cake (Which was pretty low. But a rather good strategy, logically speaking.) Only to encounter quite a few setbacks in her plan.

Like me dropping my some of my mushy mud not-cake-cake on her head by accident (I wasn't expecting her to pop up like some deranged gopher, you know).

Like the Dying Will Mode that caused Tsuna to go bat-shit crazy when Yamamoto and Gokudera attempted to eat a slice of her Poison Cooking

And (Like) Lambo suddenly coming in from nowhere for cake, and upon discovered none, burst out crying before using the Ten-Year-Bazooka and 'Poofed' into his older self, and Bianchi, who immediately noticed, leapt out of hiding absolutely seething for some reason (Reborn later explained Lambo looked oddly like her ex-boyfriend Romeo. Who suspiciously died of food poisoning… I'll leave you to be the judge of that.), holding two plates of what looked what the cat dragged in, ate, regurgitated because it was toxic, left to rot and buried for months before being slapped on a plate.

A few live worms and beetles are then thrown in for kicks, if I should add.

Also, Gokudera, after taking one look at her beautiful face (Hey, I give credit when due.) fell to the ground in a violent spasm, foaming at the mouth, causing his fangirls to squeal in shock as I spazzed from being so close to Bianchi's Poison Cooking (The thought that zipped through my mind went something like…OMG THAT RADIOACTIVE CRAP'S IN MY FACE!), the rest of my cake flying out of my hands and going *Splat* onto a passing by Hibari, who's inner 'Trouble in brewing in Nami-Chu, get over there and Bite People to death.' radar had alerted him or something.

Thus, chaos ensued, and lot of people got beat up in the process.

Ouch.

I sighed as I ruffled my hair slightly, going at a slow pace as the wheels on my skates whirled over the ground. The steady stream of air blew slowly pass my face gave me a small feeling of freedom. 'It has been some time since I roller-skated.' I mused as I slowly increased the speed, the air starting to whip my hair 'No use in over analyzing or over complicating things.' I thought, trying to approach these stressful moments that had passed with a level head. 'I need to calm down.' I looked straight ahead, and seeing no one and feeling quite daring, I closed my eyes, holding out my arms that swung to the back as I increased my speed; the air whipped my hair back, making caramel locks spread behind me as a fast wind blew.

There was a reason why I loved skating. As cheesy as it sounds, the wind in my face as I speed on wheels made me almost felt like I was soaring-

*WHAM*

The air escaped faster than it would have escaped a pooped balloon, making me go "Ouff." For a moment, before I screamed from the shock as I somehow landed on the floor in a faceplant, my legs flung up into the air violently from the sudden impact and I front flipped, before crashing onto the ground on my back on a random wall, confused and dizzy.

Great, just another few wounds to lick from the various bruises I've collected today.

Shitty luck haunted me, I guess.

"Ahhhh~! That hurt Haru a lot." A voice groaned dazedly as I blinked rapidly, trying to get over the sudden impact as I looked up onto the waning sky, the rest of my body propped up on a random wall. I guess it's a good thing I've always stuck to pants and jeans, or it'll be pretty embarrassing. "Hahi! Don't you ever watch where you're going?" the voice exclaimed angrily, apparently angry I slammed into her.

I don't blame them, I'd be pissed too.

Then, one moment, I was still staring at the sky and the next had some random girl stuck her face down to look at me, a small trickle of blood leaking down her bare forehead. I blinked at her, she blinked at me. Then she jumped back like my forehead burst into spontaneous combustion without fuel like Tsuna's in DWM, eyes wide with shock.

"Hahi! You're that kid with that adorable baby brother and sister that Haru wants to hug!" The dark brunette exclaims, pointing at me with an exaggerated air as I stared at her oddly and her finger with a WTF look slapped on. What Baby brother? What baby Sister? "But why is your hair so long? Aren't you a guy?! Haru was sure when I saw you, you where still male!" She accused, finger still jabbing in my direction, and at my mid-length hair that sprawled on the ground. "Have you undergone a Gender Change Surgery? Or do you change gender after touching hot water like from the show? Hahi!?"

Uh….What?

"…You must be talking about Tsuna…." I state blandly"….I can assure you….I am born a female." I grunted as I curled my legs and planted my feet on the wall, before letting my legs fall to the side, giving a grunt "…though I understand I look very alike my brother…..We are twins after all…" I said bluntly as I got up slowly, brushing off some dust as I patted my throbbing forehead, which came away sticky with blood, before I nonchalantly wiped it off my dark-brown pants. "….what?" I asked rather bluntly at the odd stare given to me by this Haru-person as I did this action, raising a nonchalant eyebrow.

"Hahi! That isn't sanitary! And no self respecting lady would do such a sloppy thing!" She exclaims angrily is this pose most girls seem to like taking, with legs apart, other hand on hip and pointing at me as I stared at the finger warily. Never know if she might be a mecha in disguise and could shoot bullets from the fingers, after all.

I stared at her warily, feeling as though I had just met with another weirdo, but I found that she seemed vaguely familiar. "….Have we met before?" I asked tiredly, not really bothering as I bent down to pick up my headphones, only to find the speakers of one was dangling out of its socket, hanging from the wires. Dammit, I need a new pair, or at least fix these.

"Of course!" Haru yelled passionately as I blinked blankly "You and this girl behind you where with Reborn-chan!" Uhhh….I sense stalker-ish tendencies…..And she STILL thought I was a guy, clearly. Don't I look like a girl? I'm feminine enough. "You both always pass by my house every morning, and Haru would always be there to see when Reborn-chan passes by! And also that other baby with the bunny ears! They're both soooo cuteeeeeee~!" She squee'd as I stared at her, more than just a little freaked out as she squeezed the front of her chest as he imagined 'hugging' Reborn. Is it bad I could actually imagine his large eyes popping out of his sockets should she manage to do so? "Haru wants to huggggg them just like this!" she cooed to the air, blushing madly.

"…..huh…." I turned, and skated like my life depended on it out of there.

Turns out, the weirdo did in fact stalk us. And she chose tomorrow to crawl out of hiding from her dark hole of wherever fangirls are born and try to cat-walk on top of the wall that edged the sidewalk before she confronted Reborn and us Twins on your perfectly 'Up-to-that-moment-ish-ish' normal way to school.

She introduced herself as Mirua Haru, made 'friends' with Reborn, before back flipping and twisting in the air to fall unscathed on the ground in a crouch as Tsuna looked on incredulously at the oddball as I facepalmed; rather exaggeratedly should I ask.

I had half a mind to start head-banging onto the wall.

I then proceeded to do so as Haru started getting the wrong idea about Tsuna (Whom she thought could change gender. I know not of how that woman's brain worked. We tried to explain. It turned out the wall would have listened to us better. She also ignored my existence for some reason. Thus began my head-bang session out of frustration.) about Reborn (Lucine wasn't present. Lucky her.) , who went out to threaten her at gunpoint should she try to hug him (That isn't normal.), making her throw accusations towards poor Tsuna of 'Tainting poor Reborn-chan' and 'Teaching him assassination techniques' and 'Babies are angel's with pure white hearts blah blah, and you're tainting it with your blah blah evilness blah.'.

It was almost a miracle the world didn't just self destruct at the mere mention of Reborn being a pure hearted angel.

It was as ludicrous as saying that pigs could fly. And that Satan wasn't the Prince of Lies or something. And that Reborn would do anything out of the 'goodness' of his heart.

Then, Tsuna said something about how he was 'Not his sibling' and that 'No I did not teach him assassination techniques!' because he was the normal one, Dammit!, And for some reason, caused the irate girl to slap him while spitting the world "Bastard!" at him.

And so out came my trusty scissors, and off came the first button on her shirt and the ribbon around her neck.

"Hahi! W-what!?" She yelled, visibly startled as I stood in front of Tsuna, holding the sharp blade of my scissors in front of me, arm slightly curled to deliver a quick strike when possible. The button clattered to the ground, while the scissors still hung onto the blue ribbon, the cloth snagged in between the blades. I narrowed my previously sleepy eyes at her as she finally looked at me in shock, as if seeing me for the first time "Ha-hahi! You're that girl from yesterday!" she said in shock "Where did you come from?!" She looked at us both "Hahi! You are different people!"

Inner-chibi face-palms, face-desked, and face-walled.

I ignored the fact I've been ignored all this time, literally, allowing Inner-chibi to vent for me. "…Back, off…." I hissed both words venomously, sliding the scissors open and letting the navy blue ribbon to drop to the ground "….Now." I stated forcefully, before feeling my threat was enough, was about to draw back to keep my scissors before I grunted in surprise as Haru landed a square punch on my face. Now, I expected fear, not THAT. "You!" She exclaimed "You must be the one teaching poor Reborn-chan all these violent things!" She screamed as I blinked at her, disbelieving. "You b-bitch!" She hissed as she stomped her feet in a hissy fit at me as I rubbed my jaw, glaring at her.

That didn't hurt much….but boy was I pissed now…

"Tsuki!" Tsuna yelled; shocked at what had transpired as my anger immediately skyrocketed. Who did this….Little girl think she's doing?! She comes outta nowhere, acts like a creeper, yells profanity at our way, SLAPS Tsuna, and PUNCHED me?

Boy was I really, really, REALLY pissed.

And coupled with the fact all the stress that had been building up over the days, I snapped where I would have kept quiet.

So what did I do?

Remarkably, I didn't whip out my scissors and started in attempting to deface her in a fit of blind rage.

Instead of attempting mutilation, I breathed out quietly, tilted my head up with my eyes closed, opened them blankly, threw my right hand up to me left (At this point Tsuna gave a sharp inhale and was about to stop me.); and gave did a quick and vicious backhand to her face as I looked on noiselessly.

The sound of flesh meeting flesh seemed to echo in my ears as her head snapped to the side, a red welt forming as my hand stung.

Then, before Tsuna could protest and Haru get over the shock of my slap, I grabbed her collar with my right hand, pulled her face down, and emotionlessly glared into her mocha eyes. "….Do not…" I began, before throwing her away, not hard enough so she would fall, but enough to make her stumble "…Piss me off-" I trailed off when I saw her wide eyes, fearfully looking at me, and I chewed the inside of my cheek. 'What the hell…Am I doing?' I thought, pushing her back and making her stumble, quickly turning on my heel and grabbing Tsuna's hand and briskly walking towards school, pulling out a stick of pocky.

I did not have time to muse on my sudden multitasking skills when Tsuna stared at me in concern while I looked down at my own slightly stinging hand with disbelief.

Reborn just kept silent, taking a ride on my twins head.

I seriously hate myself sometimes.

Today was just not boding well for me. Every little thing set me off, making me whip out my scissors more than one just to hold off several of the more verbally abusive bullies in the school at the slightest taunt. I banged my head on the table more than once. I barely cared or flinched when Hibari passed me by during lunch in all his prefect glory. I didn't care that I almost walked myself into the swimming pool and narrowly escaped a dunking when Gokudera yanked me back. I didn't care when I was walking aimlessly even thought class had started and Hibari might be about. I even ran into a tree and tried to walk up it like a demented squirrel.

The problem was that I kept thinking of if smacking that Haru girl was really my fault, and it was annoying the heck out of me, churning around and around and around (And AROUND) in my already rather cluttered mind, and it was a huge distraction as I tried to sort it out. Usually, I would have brushed it off fairly simply, if it was some random guy.

But it was a girl, a girl who was innocent, albeit stupidly air-headed and needlessly vicious.

Why was it that Sawada's always attract the air-headed ones? I had grumbled to myself without gaining an answer.

It caused me to run into several walls today. I ran into a few people as well. And when I ran into Yamamoto he did this "Pet Tsukiko's back to make her feel better!" Thing that almost caused me to hack up a lung and made Gokudera do that magical lighting of Dynamite that somehow flew out the window from Tsuna's spazzing.

I was too busy sorting out my thoughts to acknowledge it at all. Which in itself was somewhat alarming to me.

I was always observing, and I always had a clear idea on the situation. I just knew what was happening right at any given time.

But now, I knew nothing, even though tons of stuff happened.

Truthfully, I believe I was not in the wrong. She was the one who provoked us first without looking at the bigger picture, and she raised her hand first and strikes my innocent twin who tried to explain the situation first, and then I still didn't outright attack her (I did provoke her, that was my fault.), only for her to punch me square in the face. Technically, she deserved the bitch backhand I gave her, and perhaps even more.

But wasn't I just letting my own emotions running rampant on an innocent bystander? She wasn't part of the mafia, as far as I believed, nor was she in any way at fault for NOT believing an infant could be a cold-blooded murderer, since that thought was not logical in any way at all, and it was logical to blame the ones who are seemingly said baby's guardian.

….

I seriously hate myself sometimes.

I laid on the bed, looking impassively at the ceiling.

It was night, about 11; and I could not sleep. Damn my stupid thoughts and such. Dammit I need SLEEP.

But sleep decided it certainly did not need me and was avoiding me like the plague. Or at least like I'd chugged down five cans of soda, or Reborn's coffee.

I breathed in deeply, and gave a loud-ish sigh which wouldn't even startle a paranoid and injured mouse, before I slowly sat up like a Vampire rising from their coffin, holding a hand up to my forehead. The bangs ruffled in my hand, and I combed my hair through my scalp viciously, messing up the caramel locks, grumbling silently to myself about the stupid thoughts floating around in my head that I shouldn't even worry about. Tsuna wasn't even thinking about these things; though it was true he was far more expressive and overreacts, while I kept it to myself and tried to see logic in chaos.

Curse my inability to diffuse negative emotions. Curse it.

Moments later after a small session of decision making (A.K.A Thinking of two contradicting things and 'Rock-Paper-Scissors' for it against Inner-Chibi. She won by the way.), I was once again out, skating through the silent streets of Namimori, this time without headphones, hair down so they flowed more freely behind me as I rode silently down the streets with no particular destination in mind as I twirled my scissors, having insight in bringing it as a precautionary measure while grumbling how I should stay in bed.

Not my fault for favoring the 'scissors' of the game.

My thoughts whirled like a storm, churning randomly in my head as I tried to make sense of what exactly was I trying to understand here. The wind blowing past me whipped almost silently as I bottled up my insecurities for now, just relishing in the feeling of faux flight as I zipped down the streets.

I didn't expect to run into a corner only to see a kid beating up a few thugs, making me halt in my tracks.

"…." I blinked confusedly, as seeing the ugly thugs getting thrown around like rag dolls isn't especially a common thing. I narrowed my eyes to try to pinpoint the person currently being attacked, and widened my eyes in response when a flash of steel Tonfa glinted as it smashed into a thugs face, knocking out more than just a couple of teeth. The violence I suddenly stumbled on made me blink in surprise for a few moments, before I actually recognized the person wielding those signature twin tonfa and twirling his whole body around rather gracefully "….Hibari-san?" I couldn't help myself, giving out a large whoosh of air, awestruck as Hibari seemingly danced as he fought, never missing a beat as the blood flew and splattered, and a random cuss was thrown around or two.

The armband pinned to the limp sleeves of his jacket darted around as he did so.

Seconds later, he was standing in a circle of 'dead' bodies. With the shadows in his face and the blood pooling at his shoes and dripping from his tonfa, he looked very much every inch of the 'Demon Prefect' he was renowned as.

And he was looking right at me with a small frown, piercing almond eyes slanted in confusion before sharpening as he seemed to catch that there was a person looking back, eyes narrowing as he turned towards my direction, pinning me down with his Killer Intent that had yet to dissipate even after the brief bloodbath I had witnessed.

I gulped silently, just standing there looking back and trying to hide my fear as I tensed myself as he continues to stare silently, the scent of the blood already wafting through the air tingling my nose. It felt like I was having a stare off with a feral and vicious wolf, which could leap at any moment and rip my head off my shoulders. And he knew it too.

The silence was deafening as we looked back at each other, one standing rather awkwardly on skates and in extremely casual wear while the other in impeccable uniform in a small bloody battlefield.

Then, the prefect spoke.

"You are a student of Namimori Middle, correct?" His voice is clear in the sudden silence, and rather loud. I blinked, and quickly nodded my head, slightly dazed from the sudden drop in Killing Intent. He looks on for a few more moments, before he turns heel and leaves, all while holding out his phone and dialing a number as his shoes click clacked on the pavement, speaking into it as his tonfas mysteriously disappeared somewhere into his jacket.

I was stunned for s few moments, before I turned and headed back towards home, mind completely blank.

I'd completely forgotten what I was out for, just extremely grateful I wasn't beat up for no particular reason.

...

Wait, now I remember.

Shit, no sleep for me then.

It was awkward, when you know the girl you'd hit just yesterday and is currently the source of your inner agasting was now challenging you and your twin for the rights to Reborn's welfare. All decked out in a ridicules outfit and holding a hockey stick while having dark circles under her eyes even darker than mine.

It was even more AWKWARD when she decided to lunge at us, only for me to dodge to the side, stick out my foot, and trip her to her feet and she then promptly decided to lay there like she was dead.

The snoring sounds stated otherwise.

I shrugged as Tsuna stared at the girl in confusion, munching my pocky nervously at the snoring girl who I slapped yesterday. She had a small bruise on her cheek, nothing noteworthy, nothing broken with the usual band-aid stuck to it, but I didn't want to leave her there to dehydrate in the unrelenting almost Summer Sun, and neither did Tsuna (When Reborn flatly told him Haru could die of dehydration, that is.).

So I was trying to pick her up and drag her somewhere with shade, because she might get heatstroke from the Sun.

Then, a few things suddenly happened I was totally unprepared for.

First, Haru woke up suddenly, and seeing me, her 'MOST HATED ENEMY' as stated when she challenged us, and immediately, swung her hockey stick that collided harshly with my skull, causing me to cry out in pain as I held my head.

Second, as I stumbled disoriented (Luckily, Haru was a girl and did not lift. Otherwise, my head would have been halfway around the world. But as it was, it hurt. Head trauma was a bad, bad thing.), I heard a shout of "JUUDAIME, JUUHIME! PLEASE DODGE THIS!" before some shadows floated into my confused field of vision.

Third, everything went *BOOM* and the force of said 'boom' knocked me off my feet and made me fall….

Into freezing water of the river under the bridge we were crossing.

I had just one thing that went through my mind.

Shit, I CAN'T SWI….im…

3rd Person POV

"HE-HELP!" Haru's screams as she tries to swim to the surface, only being dragged down by her heavy armor. Her heart sounded loud in her ears, and adrenaline surged through her veins. "SAV-Gugh-Me!" she screams, kicking her legs with all her might as she clawed at the water, as if it would suddenly turn solid and allowed her to grip it.

Tsuki isn't doing much better, as she widened her dulling eyes as she bobs to the surface, spluttering water everywhere as she attempted to swim. She did not waste her breath trying to call for help, but used it on splashing the water everywhere. Her eyes then screwed shut, trying to keep the water out from them as she splashed around, her struggles becoming feeble as she started to lose consciousness from the direct blow to the head, her splashes easily overlooked if one was to look down at the two girls currently there.

The boys still on the bridge were shocked at seeing the two girls fighting for their lives. Gokudera cared less for Haru even as she screamed for help, and panicked as he saw his precious Juudaime's sister down there with the 'disposable hit-man' he had tried to blow away. The girl was also the first person (Read: 'Girl who did not have odd fantasies of him at night') whom cared enough, and pushy enough (Even then he didn't mind.) to get him, the hot-head, on nicotine gum.

Suffice to say, he looked like he was about to bend the metal under his fingers in his panic and rip it off the concrete... somehow.

Tsuna on the other hand, almost had a heart attack. He knew that his twin, as non-dame dame and slightly better she was at him in various things, she was as dame as him in countless.

One of them… was swimming. She could NOT swim. He could NOT swim. They both almost DROWNED in two inches of water once in the inflatable kiddy pool in the backyard, with floaters. (Don't ask. It was a traumatic experience. Just know it involved their father tossing them in, carelessly.) Coupled with the fact she was hit in the head via hockey stick did not help matters in the least.

It was apparent how she flopped around that she did not know where was up, or down.

Tsuna quickly panicked as his twin flopped around in the water, unable to do much else but to float in a random direction, barely at the surface while Haru screamed for help nearby, able to keep somewhat afloat better than Tsuki even in her heavy armor. Gokudera loudly cursed himself for his rash actions as Tsuna was about to jump, irrationality clouding his mind, when Tsuki shouted something, still soft as ever yet loud enough to be heard.

"…DON'T ….JUMP!" She yelled, still trying to keep above the water "….CAN'T….Sss….SWIM…!" she added, panic seeping into her usually dull voice when she sees the shadow of her twin, eyes blurring as she shuts them. "…Nii….." she gasps to herself, before her mouth is covered by water, making her cough and splutter, precious air bubbles drowning out the rest of her sentence.

It only served to agitate the boys more "TSUKI!" Tsuna screams as Gokudera clambered, panicky, onto the railing separating them as Tsuki finally seemed to give up and finally dunks under…. and does not surface after several tense seconds. Tears sprang up in Tsuna's eyes as he could only watched at the sidelines as his only sibling was drowning in front of him, powerless to do anything. It was just like those terrible clichéd scenes in the manga she used to read, only to be given away for being so stereotypical.

He felt useless. He was always the one who was protected, dammit! Why can't stand up to the bullies and crazy people (Haru.) by himself once? And he was supposed to be older, and also, a guy! He should be able to protect his younger twin! But he was always dragging her down, and now a random stranger (Haru. Poor cosplayer girl in heavy armor, who was also drowing.) was dragged into this mess too!

He grits his teeth and was about to jump along with a short-fused bomber despite his twin's warnings of not doing so when Reborn piped up in such a Reborn-ish way that it would have caused the irate boy to flip out at any other given moment (But his twin was drowning, so he did not. It wouldn't do for him to be flipping out when his little sis is drowning.) when he tipped his fedora suavely. How did a baby manage that, no one will know. At least he got their undivided attention. "You're going to save her." Was all he said (Rather coolly), and after a brief transformation that would make magical girls jealous, Leon aided his owner once more in firing a shot of the 'Dying Will Bullet' accurately, hitting the future don's forehead and the force of the blast results in him plummeting to the water as well.

But of course, he strips mid-air with flair and a blazing orange flame lit up on his forehead "REBORN! I WILL SAVE TSUKI AND HARU WITH MY DYING WILL!" he roared determined, and Gokudera is officially stunned by his awesomeness.

Who wouldn't?

Reborn smirks "This is the Screw Bullet!" He announces and not caring for the odd name and what it implies (Wink, wink.), before shooting twice at the elder Sawada's heels and causing them to turn like propellers, giving him an edge as he dives into the water. He disappears for a moment, before he breaks the water surface right next to Haru, scooping her up in his free arm and stunning the rather rash girl, the other holding a spluttering Tsuki, coughing out water and looking slightly blue and unconscious, but alive.

Gokudera actually fell from his 'Spiderman' perch on the rails and falls to the water from the shock and awe, and lands with a splash.

Such is the day of a budding Mafia Boss, where Babies donning fedora's somehow manages to turn something somewhat marginally Dramatic and Heartbreaking, into a stupid comedy plot-hole in a mere sentence and a bullet with Rebirth Qualities.

Reborn, you devious little douche bag.

One Yamamoto Takeshi noticed the small mishap, and scratches his cheek, his bat and Catcher's Mitt slung on his shoulder.

"Are they playing Mafia?" He asked the air rather pointedly and stupidly, and someone off-screen facepalms.

Yes, such was a normal day in Namimori.

Tsuki's POV

It was exactly three days later, and I find myself back in the classroom of 1-A, getting our Math Tests back, the one we took yesterday.

But before I continue, let me give you a brief summary of what had happened after I fell into the river.

First of all, I woke up to Gokudera giving me emergency CPR. He was lowering his face really slowly (Just like in the movies.); like he was afraid I would suddenly wake up and bite his face off…or something.

Needless to say, I chose the worst time to be coughing out river water when he was about to connect his mouth to mine, which made him scream (Like a girl. Don't tell him I said that.) Well, he didn't get covered in puked out water I was hacking out (Now that'll be rude.), but it was pretty gross all the same. At least he moved back fast enough the moment my eyes peeled open to rant about something like 'JUUHIME YOU'RE ALIVEEEEEE!' *Insert fan-boy sparkles*.

I spent quite some time puking out water though.

Tsuna was in his boxers again, which led me to believe he saved me and Haru. Which apparently lead to Haru having this sudden fangirl crush on Tsuna, who must have said something cheesy while going all Ape-shit crazy? Else this wouldn't happen.

And then, Kyoko and Hana appear outta nowhere, and Tsuna tries to clear up any 'misunderstandings' dear Kyoko might have, who was having her usual 'sparkles and pink mist' blooming around her as she asked me if I was okay? And all that. And I noted Gokudera was soaked, and thanked him for trying to save my life, which ended up with him on his knees and bowing low to me (Even though I was on the ground.) about how he wasn't 'Fit to be your and Juudaime's right hand!' and 'I shall take any punishment for my atrocious actions' etc etc more self-harm tendencies etc while I tried to calm him down by telling him positive stuff that didn't even sound marginally positive at all.

Then, Yamamoto showed up with his thousand Watt smile and asking if we were playing that 'Mafia Game' he'd deluded himself into thinking as a game, and Gokudera promptly exploded (No pun intended.) at him at how 'insensitive he was to the situation' and other things I didn't pay attention to because I fell asleep, tired out from all the chaos.

The rest of that day, was school.

Oh yeah….Haru made a humongous bento for Tsuna since the "Day before Yesterday!" which was three days ago until today.

Which was fine….I guess. Weird, but fine.

I just gave her this condensing look and said softly "….Don't piss me off." With my usual emotionless, slightly edging on snarky when she presented that huge box of food that might have been half stale by now.

She looked somewhat oblivious. Well, responded quite positively to it instead, taking it as my consent of giving my brother's hand to her for marriage or something.

To which I allowed myself to scathingly reply a "Hell. No." while waving my scissors in a threatening manner in which she remained ever oblivious too as Tsuna, suddenly gaining super strength, dragged me away by the back of my shirt before I started to slice her uniform to ribbons.

Well, I was still rather sore with her tying to bust open my skull with her hockey stick. You can't exactly blame me….

At least things where looking much more normal now. Well, as normal as 'My Life has a Couple of Talking Babies Packing Ammo with a Chibi-Cow Tossing Grenades around' normal, anyway.

….

Well, that wasn't in the least brief.

"Gokudera Hayato-kun." The familiar name snapped me out of my inner dialogue I'd finally settled back into, making me look up as the silver headed bomber simply strut his way to the teacher who held the Math paper to the easily irritated teenager "you scored one hundred points on the Math paper."

Many murmurs started to spread across the somewhat silent class, mostly in awe at the delinquent who apparently had a brain. I simply sighed, bored as hell as I twirled my pencil, watching as the Italian sit back comfortably in his seat beside me, looking slightly smug at Yamamoto (Who was half asleep drooling.) after Tsuna congratulated him. Felling particularly generous (And nice, seeing as Gokudera kinda deserved it for scoring so impressively.) I leaned over to his table a little, and said "….Congratulation's, Gokudera-kun." As well.

Instead of looking just plain embarrassed, he blushed (Lightly.), rather adorably (Wait…WHAT?) and made a large portion of his fangirls who happen to catch sight of him swoon as he looked back, attempting to be modest and only managed to stutter (Uh…..?) and trip a little (What?). Just like how I'd imagine Tsuna would react if Kyoko congratulated him on something.

Quickly, I averted my rather wide eyes and shrunk into my chair, feeling out of sorts as I looked intently to the teacher, who was still handing out the papers, a small strange warmth gathering around my nose again, making me rub my cheeks. I peered back to look at the teen, whose face was still slightly pink and cute…..and I slammed my forehead down onto my desk and startling Tsuna in front.

If his 'Hiee!' had anything to say.

And for a moment, I felt horrified. For a moment.

OHGOSHICALLEDGOKUDERACUTEADORABLETHEFAUQOHGOSH

BANISH THE THOUGHT! NO, BAD BAD EVIL BAD….!

Then, I sneezed.

…..

I must be getting a cold…

Yeah…a cold….JUST a cold.

Do not think about it, do NOT think about when Mom tells you about her 'romantic' stories about her and dad when she was your age, Tsuki….They are mere, dramatized versions of her fantasies…just…that…

"Sawada Tsukiko." The teacher calls out tiredly, the second time, waving my paper. I stood up quickly from embarrassment, but the abrupt movement caused my foot to get snagged on the legs of the table and made me fall forwards, a squeak of surprise somehow escaping my mouth as the floor (Old buddy of mine.) rushes up to greet me.

I never managed to get my weekly dose of epic faceplant.

Because Gokudera, who I'd learned had pretty fast reflexes, quickly got up from his seat, grabbed my wrist, tugged me to him and I ended up landing safely in his arms. And he even added an "Are you okay, Juuhime?" at the end.

….

Cue awkward silence and fuming fangirls.

-(Omake)-

For the rest of the day, I hid myself away under the covers of my bed, reading copious amounts of Shounen Manga to bleach my brain, and on occasion, slammed my forehead against the wall; repeatedly.

….

I STILL CANNOT GET THAT IMAGE OUT OF MY HEAD.

A/N: WTF did I just write O-o

Also, the house had mini explosions on Sunday. (Whopsies!) And I'm supposed to be working my arse off on my art project.

Shit.

Well, since I'm an epic procrastinator and had managed to choke this out after over a month or so. (OTL)

So, Now to thank the epic people and get my butt off the chair and DO ART.

Thanks to,

Guest 1: Yes, yes they are.

konan248: I love Adult Lambo in here too! I enjoy torturing Tsuki! /bricked

Guest 2: Thank you! :D

belladu57: :D

Flower power .u know u lik it: Thanks for thinking it is! XD To me, there isn't a plot yet :D I purposely made her not talk so much, a personal test of mine so to speak. I will, hopefully! (Looks around for bricks)

roYaLAnemone11: Well thank you! Romance...? (Doubtful, lol.) I am terrible. But maybe.

Well, that's about it!

So... till next time.

Read and Review please XD