Mmmm... I'm going with Digimon on this one... What can I say, I'm fond of them songs. Ehe..


Third (or fourth) part one of the Sora-Millefiore mini-series. Ah, the last drabble(88)? Well, you can say that it's kinda like the semi-prelude before Sora enters the base, but then again. *shrugs*


And, if you noticed, I'm using the current appearance of Sora (Orange-colored hair instead of auburn and stuff), just to inform you guys. Well, I did also change her surname a bit, but to make things clear go check Sora's profiles I have posted to get what I mean and the stuff. *shrugs* Just a reminder.

Er... suppose you can PM me for Sora's profiles since I'm still debating if I shall post it here or not. *shurgs* then again, who knows?




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Fire!!=


"The future that's beyond the trash can,
Gather the light and get a fire power!!
Burn up, the power of the eyes
With the unstoppable courage get a fire power!!
To the frontier full of roads;
I continue to run 'taking you along'"


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Tsuna was ballistic, or so it seems, at the fact that another innocent bystander would be sacrificed at this trouble. And, what's worse, it was his friend, Sora, who was getting in trouble. He admits, however he looks at it, that she was as stubborn as a mule, not to mention that she was pretty much the type of a person who doesn't seem to care if she broke how-many rules just to do what she wants. Then again, she was never the one who would listen to him unless she knew that what Tsuna says is actually something that would piqued her interest as much.

But what irked him the most, asides that they have to get in that room within the Melone base, is the fact that she seem so persistent in looking for them.

"Dammit, Sora, get out of here!" Tsuna yelled, though he knew well that she can't hear him at this situation. Unfortunately, there's trouble afoot and he needs to take care of it before thinking about the others; if he dies, then everyone's bound to be doomed either way.

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When the place finally settled itself, the orange-haired teen shook her head to remove the ringing out of her ear as she looked around her surroundings to see where she had landed herself into this time. Pulling out a piece of paper from her jean pocket she had stuffed a while ago before leaving, she straighten the creases and took a peek onto it before fixing the earpiece (just to see if it was still working; otherwise, she's doomed to wander around aimlessly until she manage to find one of Tsuna's comrades by accident) and spoke to Reborn through the said item.

"So," She began with an unsure tone. "You said I just need to find this circular thing and Tsuna & the others should be in there, right?" Sora asked which Reborn confirmed with a yes. "But what if I encounter some enemies along the way? I don't even know much how to fight, let alone any ideas about this box weapons and all save for how to summon them." Oh, yes, she recall about that chibi-albatross (Chibi since she think it looks a bit chubby and cute, in her own sense) that she had summoned sometime ago before heading here; asides that, she had no other weapon save for her skates and the box animal (or however it will fight) and prolly herself.

"You'll be fine," Reborn said, making sure to block the ones connected to Tsuna so he couldn't hear the Acrobaleno's conversation with the female one. "Trust what you think you should do if there is no other option." He is aware how capable the female could do at such tight situations despite her denials that she cannot fight head-on with the enemies, even though he had warned her that in case of a battle she had to flee due to the enemies here in this uncharted era are far stronger than the ones back then, Reborn knew she would always disregard it and would just plow her way against them, one way or another.

Usually, it's the other way; she can be stubborn at times, really.

As if he had any control over her... knowing Sora, she could just bash her way for all the hell's worth and still come out in one piece. She got to watch her temper, though, the Acrobaleno added as an after-thought to himself about her.

"Oh, and by the way..."

Before Sora could even hear what the Acrobaleno was about to say, however, she heard a rumbling sound as the doors from both sides opened up, revealing guards from the Millefiore White Spell.

Trouble.

"Stay where you are, intruder!"

"I am SO screwed." Sora mumbled silently- in which Reborn somehow heard for some reason- as she stood from her place and blinked a few times, as if she was counting how many guards are there present. Yes, may not look like as smart without her glasses (She somehow decided to remove her glasses for the time being and, instead, wore her goggles above her head like a headband for convenient purposes), but she's observant enough to be mistaken as smart, really.

Three guards, nothing serious.

"Don't underestimate them," The young Mafioso spoke, as if reading her mind. "They're still from the White Spell; definitely they are a lot stronger than the Black Spell ones."

"There are OTHERS?" The female exclaimed frantically, and loudly may we add, in which made the guards think she was crazy since they thought she was talking to herself and not aware about her connections from the base. "Wait, wha-- oh shoot..." Upon realizing her mistake ("Me and my big, fat mouth..." She groaned through her mind), the female looked in front as the White Spell soldiers prepared their weapons to attack the intruder, and she realize that she doesn't have any single weapon in hand at all (not counted the box weapon and her skates, really).

Definitely not a good sign.

Before they knew what's going on, the female geared herself and made a dash for it as she was already at her heels (Thank heavens for wearing her skates beforehand) and zoomed her way out and pass them, trying to loosen the guards that was chasing behind her tail. Well, so much for her non-combatant escapade, she thought gingerly to herself as she tried to make a sharp turn towards the corner only to find it as a dead end.

"Shoot!"

Turning around to look for another route, Sora was blocked by the guards, box weapon at hand as they prepared their assault towards the female teen. From the look of their faces, if she could even see them from those masks, they weren't going to be easy on her which was a complete understatement, so says Sora.

"Apparently, my guess would be that you're here to kill me here and now, huh?" Sora spoke in a sardonic manner, practically pointing it out as if she was unfazed before reverting back to her slight agitation at such situation. "Darn, what should I do now?" Looking around for any possible scapegoat, she found none as the three made their advancement towards her. Of course, with experience to something like this close to nil, the orange-haired teen had nothing else to think but the words 'what to do' in a frantic manner, her body tensed while wondering if this would be the end of her life. She is a sensible person, truth to be told, and she knows that these people would actually not hesitate to kill her, which would probably the reason why the female decided to go hush-hush instead of her usual retorts to her enemies or so, but it could be something else.

One of the guards, somehow, manage to familiarize the female as he came closer and roughly grasped his hands onto her chin, forcefully turning her head facing his.

"Oi, this looks like that bitch we fought not too long ago!" He growled, shoving the female backward as she rubbed her face gingerly from the rough handling. The other one also took notice the familiarity as he nodded in reply. "You're right, she does look like her!" Grasping onto the female's scalp ("HEY, LEGGO OF ME YOU IDIOTS~!" Sora shouted, which her arrogant self must have resurfaced once more for some reason), the White Spell soldier leaned in closer as he began to interrogate the young female before him. "Tell me, bitch," He sneered, amused at the growling sound she emitted. "By any chance, are you related to this person known as 'Agent Sixteen'?"

Agent- who?

"ANSWER ME!"

Come to think of it, Sora somehow thought through mid-conversation, she DID heard something from Reborn about some person called 'Agent Sixteen' before, though she didn't pass it as much, thnking it must be one of Reborn's lackeys or something.

"How the heck should I know?" She retorted back, trying to get herself free (even at the risk of loosing a hair or so) as the only thing she knew about this person is that she 'has the same mind wave as her', as Reborn told her so briefly. And why does these people even associate her with that person anyway? Who IS this Agent Sixteen everyone talks about?

"Ch'... you're a useless wreck!" Of course, that would mean her demise seeing that they were preparing for an attack.

"Gee, me and my big mouth!" Sora groaned, thinking that she should had just lied and pretended that she knew her and had her information (she could make something up for all she care, she wants to live!) so she could save her own skin... or, at least prolongue her dwindling life, as she prepared for any of her internal impulse to kick in just in case when she felt like the attack was taking too long. "OH, COME ON, YOU'RE JUST GOING TO KILL ME; STOP STALLING DRAMATICALLY AND GET IT OVER ALREADY~!" Either that was called for a stress or otherwise, Sora looked up to see someone she did not expect to see in how-many years to be saving her.

And, to make matter's worse....

"I'll bite you all to death."

Unfortunately, instead of a sigh of relief from Sora (or even a gratitude), she groaned downheartedly at the thought that the Head Discipline Prefect of Namimori... or used to be (I mean, come on, the female sky thought with a rant, he's friggin' old to go to school!) is the one who saved her posterior.

And, yes, she even 'bothers' to remembers that he owes her a beating after that incident back when she.... she rather not go into details about that.

"Hibari?"

He only looked at her with a nonchalant stare, not even caring to state his reason why he was here when she knew he said something about remaining in the Vongola base, or ask her if she was fine.

"I'm only doing this to return the favor, Agent Sixteen."


Oh my, Twentieth Chapter~! I can't believe I have reach this quota, for the first time! *cheers* And for that, before posting the rest of the drabbles, I shall post TWO -exclusive Drabbles in here to celebrate my hard work in making this! Although I know this is not a big deal to the rest, but still! *claps hands* Sugoi~!

Unlike most female OC's I've made (or seen) out there, Sora here is.... well... I tried putting 'common sense' to her and this became the end result; Dubious about her not encountering about enemies, irritated (and finicky, if not in rantation mode) at finding out that she was caught, a little bit over the head and think too much to realize she was talking out loud, pessimistically pointing out the obvious before panicking, hissy that they take longer to kill her than she expected most evil villains to do ("I mean, come one, antagonists talk more than they do actions; Get it over already and just kill them instead of stalling like you're some kind of a dramatic villain or something!" ~Ichiroku Sora) and ungrateful that Hibari saved her hide even though she is in a life-and-death situation.

Ok, so this might not be the best form of common sense but at least she's aware of somethings in the plane of human reality (At least she's not breaking the fourth wall, is she not?)

But it was fun to write Sora that way. And why does everyone refer her as 'Agent Sixteen'? (If you read one of my Tsuna Oneshots, maybe that would shed a light, but not by a hair's lenght) What does Hibari meant by his last words (even if it means the literal thing).

Not yet at the stretch, but almost there. X3

The song would be 'Fire!!' by Kouji Wada from the anime 'Digimon Frontiers'. I don't own KHR, the song and everything else for the only ones I own are my characters, drabbles and probably this laptop. Owning KHR would mean I have to work myself (and ignore my college life) and get myself an everyday stress... and nobody wants that, right?

Right?

Well, message would make Bel look more princely... though he already is one, and probably make Fran a little tougher.. if not less cynical. Ah, well. *shrugs*