Hey, everyone! I'm back!! :D
Ahh, AkaMizu-Chan, everyone wants to know who the dead ace is. God, I say to myself: "Why did you have to get killed?"
Otherwise, the future arc might be a lot easier to work out.
And of course Yamamoto has to lie. He can't just flatly say to Tsuna and Gokudera that everyone's dead. Personally, I'm quite amazed that Lambo is still alive. I mean, he's a kid and he's got assassins following him everywhere. Apparently a lot of girls, looking at how he dresses. [Button up your shirt, Lambo!!] xD
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"Soto, where are you?" mumbled Kaia, wandering the empty, drafty hallways. She wanted to unleash her anger on him; she knew well enough that he was capable of deflecting nearly any attack. Kaia sighed. She wanted to find someplace calm, someplace nice to work things out.
Like how she would paint, back in Namimori.
She came to a door; being vastly curious, she opened the door to a black void of space. She couldn't see a thing inside. Kaia fumbled for a switch, assuming there were switches. There was one; she hit it, and the enormous room flooded with light. Kaia winced a little at the sudden brightness, but recovered. It was a large, blank room, like the one she saw before, sometime that seemed eternities away. That first time she saw the pink smoke…
She shook her head, ridding her head of those thoughts. She looked around, finding everyone's luggage piled up in the corner. Kaia's expression brightened as dramatically as the room had brightened up when the light switch was thrown. She rushed to the clump of bags and began to rummage for her own. Finding her own luggage, she nearly ripped open the fabric of the bags in excitement. She fumbled with the zipper for a moment before opening the bag to see if everything was there.
Yes, everything was there. Including her bulky but tiny training deer-horn knives and aside from clothes, toothbrush and toothpaste, and others, she had brought snacks, a notebook, a mechanical pencil, eraser, and re-fill lead, a pen, scarves, hats, and gloves. Kaia smiled to herself.
Soto had forced her into a habit of always bringing along those heavy deer-horn knives; it was, in a way, weight-training. Training to be able to carry such an impossibly heavy backpack on your shoulder, training to lift heavy things in every way possible, training to lift things without being hurt, and so on. Snacks are a must, Soto said. Though Kaia had a choice of food, Soto had required at least some food to bring along. It was nice to eat on the way, anyway. The notebook, well Kaia didn't want to get bored getting to that place, so she figured it would be nice to doodle, or write random phrases or words, and stuff like that. The scarves, hats, and gloves were what Kaia loved to play around with. Not only would she actually be noticeable with them, she could hide her face with them, be a pirate with them, be a bandit, play pretend like she would have done when she was small.
Her anger suddenly flared out at her, like a fire. Kaia froze, and looked down to her bag. She looked out to the large room and remembered that other time, that other time when the pink smoke came. There was the prince, seemingly dancing about, playing with something red. But there were targets, she realized now. She hadn't seen them the first time; now in her memory, she saw. He was training, like how Soto would make her train for no particular reason.
Kaia gritted her teeth in anger. She didn't want to remember Soto like that, and she didn't want to remember the prince either. She didn't want them to exist. She took the notebook, pen, pencil, and eraser. She zipped her bag up again and dumped it back into the pile. With a huff, she left the room, flicking the lights off. The hallways were long and winding; she would never be found throughout the entire place. Kaia picked a spot behind a large box beside another door at the end of the hallway; it seemed to radiate heat, which kept Kaia warm. She was comfortable now, and she opened the notebook to begin writing what she knew.
Vongola – lots of people seem to know about it. It's like common knowledge; but everyone pretends to not know. It's weird, like hide-and-seek…
What's the Millifore, anyway? I heard Reborn mention something about that too…
Kaia paused, then decided to make a list.
People who know:
Sawada Tsunayoshi
Reborn
Yamamoto Takeshi [alt. uni]
Gokudera Hayato
Soto
Jasmine Opiello
Kaia hesitated. She thought a little more, she thought back more, thought back. She remembered, angrily scribbling down a few more names.
Hibari Kyouya
Chrome Dokuro
Rokudo Mukuro
She counted back each person. There were nine people on her list. Who else?? Kaia sighed, furrowing her brow, thinking more.
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The place that Kaia sat down at was beside the room where Lambo and I-Pin were playing around for the Takoyai machine in the anime episode 93… I think that's the generator, if I remember correctly. It's a warm enough place to be comfortable. Well, of course if it didn't overheat.
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Have an awesome summer everyone! :D
