Everything that has happened so far was written in 2010-2011 so there might be a slight change in writing style from here on out xD I hope you like it ^^

Shamal sat up and stared at her beeping watch without expression. "Answer it." he demanded, creating an even worse knot in her stomach.

"Do I really have to? My hair is still wet and–"

He stood up, looming over her. "I know who it is. Answer it."

Akari bent her head down in shame and pressed a button on her watch. "Ciao, amore mio~" says a voice from the watch, "Just kidding." The blonde assassin stuck his tongue out at the camera. "Boss is upset with you because you didn't report yesterday. You're lucky he's taking a nap right now, but he was tearing everything apart yesterday."

Shamal was back on the couch to stay away from the camera angle of Akari's watch so he wouldn't be found out. Who knows what they would do to him if they knew she was his company. Throughout their conversation he was very lenient of the remarks the teen on the other side of the line was saying about Tsuna, but it seemed that Belphegor knew Akari was with someone because he did not say anything of much importance– in fact he was being quite vague– other than mention of a ring and a wedding. This raised the adult's curiosity because he knew the type of people they were; obviously they were not the type for weddings.

The start of this conversation sparked a hint of anger in Akari. Did she not like the bride? The groom? Was she in love with the groom and was too shy and too late to convey her feelings towards him? Or maybe she wanted to be a bridesmaid but wasn't chosen to be one. So many possibilities popped into the adult's mind. He wanted the thoughts to stop so he tried to think of something else, but his brain stuck close to the subject and imagined Akari in a wedding dress– her long, black hair up in a bun, covered by a veil, along with wearing a beautiful, sleeveless, lengthy white dress with frills at the end and anonymous people behind her holding it up so it wouldn't drag too much. The area of the dress from the waist up was decorated with intricate designs that branched out in swirls that occasionally crossed each other and also sparkled. Such a beautiful sight. He was dazed from his own creativity.

Akari was long finished with her conversation when she finally decided to snap him out of his trance. "Shamal. Hey, Shamal-san?" she called out as she snapped her fingers in front of his face every time she spoke his name until he blinked and shook his head. "I'm sorry," there was a tint of red on his cheeks when their eyes briefly met, "What did you two talk about? What is this about a wedding?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing important. I don't really want to go, but it's unavoidable. The whole wedding should just be canceled."

"Is there something wrong with it?"

"Why would you marry someone you don't love, especially if you're in love with someone else?"

He understood now: The groom was having an affair on his bride with Akari. Typical drama. He had to know the details to this juicy love triangle.

Shamal leaned back into the couch, folding his arms behind his head. "So what's the story? Who was in love with who first?"

"He was, obviously."

"A two-timer!? Oh man! So who did he love first?"

"... I don't understand."

"Did he like you first or the bride?"

"I don't get what you're saying, old man."

"The groom loves you but has to marry his bride, right?"

Akari couldn't help but laugh. He had misunderstood! There was no triangle involved in this. What was he thinking? Are love triangles all the rage these days? She had to clear this up before he misunderstood any more. Who knows what he might come up with next; vampires and werewolves should be out of the question.

"I don't think you understand. There isn't a third party involved."

Shamal had another idea, but he didn't think it was true. It was too ludicrous to be true.

At that moment, Akari took a breath, but hesitates to say what she's going to say, then spit it out as if she wanted to get it over with. "I'm the bride, okay?" Shamal blinked once, twice, three, maybe 12 times before he said his say in the matter. "Who is stupid enough to marry a girl like you?" But it wasn't stupidity that drove this act, nor was it insanity. It was something more logical and sinister, and only one group of people could plan such a thing: the Varia. There was no doubt in his mind that they were behind this; she had been with them ever since she was young. For what purpose would marrying her provide? It would be pointless for her to be in love with anyone or vice versa. So there was only one answer...

"They want a baby, don't they?" Shamal said, leaning forward with his elbows propped on his knees and his chin resting on his entwined fingers. Akari shut her eyes with grim at the fact and nodded her head. Obviously this hurt her, for more than one reason, but the second unknown. Shamal only knew this made her feel like an item, a weapon even, and it did. It looked like she was about to cry, so he stood up and spoke his mind. There was no use in sugar coating anything about this.

Shamal says, "They want to make another monster, don't they? They want to use it to—"

"Don't say it!" she interrupted, "I know what they want to do, but... A child is a child, not some unknown species or monster. I don't even know if I could do it... Give birth, I mean."

Shamal didn't know what to say at first but found a good question that avoided this subject, yet kept them talking about the bigger picture. "Does... Timoteo know about this?"

"Of course he does. Among the people that know about my abilities he is the only one that believes in the good in me, unlike everyone else... "

"Sorry but you're a monster and you work with the Varia. I don't know what you're doing here in Japan but I know it has to be their doing, right? You never once cared about seeing Tsuna, even when you first found out about him. I don't exactly have a reason to think you have any sort of good intentions."

"... When I saw the profiles of his guardians, that's when I decided to come here. I only wanted to see one of them; to talk to him. To catch up on everything that's happened since we parted."

"Oh please, Hayato hasn't been gone that long."

"..." Akari looked down and clenched her fists. "You know what? I have to go, you're wasting my time." She said hastily, then pushed the older man out of the way and stormed out of the room and towards Namimori Middle School.