"A Mafia School?" Alice raised her eyebrows.

The caretaker nodded, "Most of the kids here choose to not affiliate themselves with the Mafia but occasionally, one or two of them would choose to become part of the Mafia. For these students, they're offered to join Mafia Schools instead of usual ones."

"Lets say that I joined your so-called Mafia School," Alice began, raising her eyebrows, "Is it a must for me to be part of the Mafia?"

The caretaker shook her head, "Not necessarily. As long as you're not part of any Famiglia yet and swear to keep the Omertà, you have the free will to join or leave before you reach fourteen. If you're already part of a Famiglia, however, would depend entirely on your boss."

"Fourteen?" she questioned.

"Yep. In Mafia Schools, up to the age of fourteen, students are only taught of the history of Mafia. They aren't taught to fight. This is just to make sure that no one would be strong enough to betray the Omerta," the caretaker stated.

Can't they just train themselves then? Alice raised her eyebrows, already seeing a loophole. Ah, whatever. This is an anime. It works anyway.

"So," the cretaker began with a smile,"Would you like to join the Mafia school?"

Alice gave a shrug, "Yeah sure."

Alice twitched a little from where she sat.

Even if he was untrained, that boy had on hell of a strong glare. She could feel the heat of Leon's piercing eyes from where she sat and it wasn't pleasant.

She let out a small sigh. This was not fun at all.

"Miss Alice."

She blinked. Glancing up apathetically she asked, "Yeah?"

Why was it that even the teacher seemed angry? Was there something on her face?

"Is my lesson so boring?" The teacher question with a twitching smile, as though ready to erupt anytime.

"Very much so," the words were out of her mouth right before she knew it; thanks to her years of training to annoy people.

The chalk in the teacher's hands cracked from her tight grip. Oops.

"Well then," said the teacher pleasantly as she forced her smile in place, "Why don't you explain to us the reason for the first of the ten Commandments in Sicilian Mafia?"

Ten commandments? Alice raised her eyebrows as she glanced at the white board.

1. No one can present himself directly to another of our friends. There must be a third person to do it.

"Do you know the answer?" one of her classmates quickly whispered to her friend, worried that the teacher might ask her if Alice didn't know. Like a lighted flame on a piece of cloth, whispers quickly erupted throughout the class.

Alice shrugged, "That's simple. You never know if the mafiaso you're meeting is the real person itself or someone pretending to be him. With the reference of a friend, it all becomes clearer."

The class became silent in an instant. Heads whipped towards the side to gape at Alice with she simply raised her eyebrows, Isn't that supposed to be simple?

Even Leon seemed to be staring at her from the side. ...Who's the transfer student? Me or them?

"Correct," the teacher gritted her teeth, glaring at Alice. Cheerfully, Alice returned her gesture with a bright taunting smirk.

The chalk shattered in the teacher's hands. As she slammed the remains of the chalk onto the teacher's desk, she snapped out, "Dismissed!"

Almost like a magic spell, everyone flew towards Alice's table, demanding for their questions to be answered.

"You're amazing! I didn't even know what the Ten Commandments were!"

"What is that you're wearing?"

"Aren't you afraid of the teacher?"

"Did your parents teach you about the Mafia already?"

Right before she could answer, another slam resonated through the classroom. Alice glanced up apathetically at Leon who had stood up, slamming his table with his palm.

Leon seemed to glare at her for a second before he reached in, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her out of her chair.

"Geez, weren't you taught to be nice to girls?" she muttered as he dragged her out of the classroom.

"As if you're one," he sneered, tugging on her wrist even harder.

She frowned, "I didn't know boys get periods like girls. Should I lend you one of my pads?"

He glared at her darkly without stopping. She smirked back.

"Is there a reason why you dragged me out of class and made me skip lesson on my very first day?" Alice raised her eyebrows as she leaned back against the wall.

She stared back apathetically at Leon's dark look. What?

"Why are you here?" Leon demanded to know as he glowered at her.

"To study," she felt tempted to roll her eyes. If Reborn a smartass hitman. Then his younger self, Leon, was a dumbass who couldn't understand words.

"This is a Mafia School," he hissed at her .

She frowned. Something about the way he had said it had caused a nerve to twitch within her. He sounded almost as though he was belittling her. As though she didn't belong here and she was going to get crushed among a bunch of mafiasos.

"I know," she grumbled, "What am I? An idiot? Besides, I'm sure this place doesn't allow kids that doesn't even know what Mafia is to transfer in so easily."

Leon's glare seemed to intensify at her words, "Stop joking around. This is a Mafia School. Meant for people who are going to become Mafiasos."

She rolled her eyes, "You don't say."

She paused. Come to think of it, sarcasm was pretty normal back in her world at that time. Not back in 1958. Could Leon even understand?

If he didn't, he seemed to at least comprehend the fact that she was mocking him, if that twitch of his eye meant anything.

"What are you doing here?" he repeated, crossing his arms as he gazed at her seriously, "Are you trying to become a hitman?"

Alice paused at that question. Was she?

She then shrugged, "Maybe. I don't know."

"Then why are you here?!" he snapped almost furiously, eyes blazing.

Why is he angry? As she scanned his eyes for a hint for the unreasonable tantrum thrown, she regconised the flare in his eyes.

"You're angry," she concluded. She wasn't asking about it. She knew it. She could just tell from the look in his eyes, "You think I'm belittling you."

She confirmed her guess when his eyes seemed to widened for a mere second before he glared at her, darker than ever, outraged that she had read him so easily.

With a sigh, she rubbed her temples gently. Why was it that everything was so troublesome? Why couldn't everyone just ignore her and let the storyline go on while she stood on the sidelines and laughed and teased at Leon occasionally?

As she glanced at Leon who's eyes was currently digging holes into her, she felt the sudden temptation to take off her shoe and throw it at him just to vent her annoyance.

"Why would you think that?" she asked, struggling to keep the incredulity out of her voice.

He gave no reply. Only continued boring holes into her with his blazing gaze.

"I think you've mistaken something," she stated, running her hand through her black locks, "When I said that 'I don't know why I'm here', it didn't meant that I just decided to recklessly enter a Mafia School for nothing."

Leon seemed to pause in mid-glare to consider her words. Sensing that her words were halfway through getting into his thick skull, she continued, "Precisely because 'I don't know'. That's why I've chose to transfer to this school."

"That makes no sense," Leon growled, his patience thinning.

Alice twitched. God, why was he so stupid?

"I don't know what I want to be," she stated, the words sounding lmost slightly foreign on her tongue. When was the last time she'd openly expressed her feelings even back in her world? She didn't remember. "That's why I've chose to come here. Because I want to find out."

"Shouldn't it be the same for you?" she questioned, raising her eyebrows, "You say that you want to become a hitman. The world's strongest in fact. But how you're going to get there, or even what kind of hitman you're going to be are things you don't know. That's why you're here. To find out how. If you knew, then you would've jumped straight in and found someone strong enough to train you. Isn't that so?"

Leon contemplated over her words before questioning, "Why Mafia? Couldn't you have tried finding out in a normal school?"

Alice scoffed, "If I could, I wouldn't be here."

As silence took over, Alice sighed inwardly. She could almost read Leon's thought's off his face like an open book. He still didn't trust her.

Might as well get over with it. Won't do me good to have him as an enemy in this world.

"I'm not belittling you, Leon," she repeated her words, "I think you'll become a hitman too- No, I know you'll become one. And I'm not trying to stop that from happening either. That's why taking me as an enemy is unrequired."

Leon narrowed his eyes, as though trying to see through her but she kept the apathetic look on. As he finally gave up, he sighed and muttered under his breath, "Fine."

She surveyed him for an extra second, making sure that he actually meant what he said.

With a satisfied nod, she moved over next to him and sat down with a plop! Ignoring the fact that Leon had stiffened from her side, she proceeded to bury her head in her arms.

Leon's eyes flew towards her almost questioningly as he relaxed his posture after recognising that she wasn't a threat.

"Seeing as how you've finished whatever that's required to be said, I'll be taking advantage of the remaining time left that you've oh-so-kindly given me by dragging me out. Wake me up and you die Mr Sunshine," she muttered under her breath as she closed her eyes, already halfway through dreamland.

The last thing she remembered was a resigned sigh from Leon and an almost comforting warmth by her side before she blacked out.

The next day, they all stood in in a line, side by side, like a bunch of excited kids read to run off.

Except her. She glanced blankly at what seemed like an extremely long and huge monkey bar with gym mats laid at the bottom, in case anyone fell off it. It was exactly 500 metres away, apparently.

Not like she cared.

They were supposed to run all the way to the monkey bar, and then climb up that thing and reach the end. It sounded all to energy wasting and boring to her.

Besides, the teacher had told her before hand that since she had just joined the school, and her stamina wasn't as good, she could take it slow if she liked.

Oh, don't get her wrong. She was going to take it slow, alright. But that didn't mean she couldn't be the fastest at the same time.

Leon took his stance, ready to blast off any second.

Even though the Mafia School didn't teach their students combat abilities at their age, they made sure that their stamina would be really good so that it would be easier to train them in future.

Therefore, Physic Ed was one of the classes Leon didn't slack in. He wanted to become a hitman. The world's strongest. And for that, he had to stand out among everyone else.

The moment the whistle was blown, it was like a mad house. Everyone had took off, some screaming as they collided with each other. Shoves and push were made while Leon skillfully evaded all of their blows.

Glancing backwards, he gave Alice an incredulously stare as she still stood near the starting line, stepping on random guys that had been trampled on the floor. She seemed as though she was having a lot of fun indeed.

Rolling his eyes, he turned back forward and focused all his energy on his legs.

It all damn funny, really.

She stood at the end of the bunch of idiots watching as they pushed each other, attempting to make others lose.

Some people were stupid and tripped. Almost instantly, shoes were shoved over their faces again and again as the rest quickly sped forward, towards the monkey bar.

As she ambled by a random guy, groaning on the floor as he clutched his possibly broken nose in pain, she gave him a salute apathetically, "My condolences."

And then proceeded to walk on him, making sure to step on him hard.

He let out a wail of pain as his manly 'jewels' were crushed by her shoes. She smirked sadistically.

She glanced in front as she had finally reached the monkey bar. By then, random kids had littered the entire track, filled with injuries.

Those who managed to survived the 500 hundred metres and get up on to the monkey bar, fell off almost momentarily after due to exhaustion, landing on top of each other. The only one who was still up there was Leon.

She glanced at the monkey bar and then at Leon. She smirked.

Bending a little, she jumped up to get a steady grip on the first bar, flipping over so that she landed on top of it, instead of hanging off it.

The kids at the bottom had stop moaning in pain to gape at her.

Leon gritted his teeth, struggling to keep his grip tight on the bar.

He was reaching the end soon. There was no way he was going to let himself fall now-

"You look like you're having fun."

He almost yelped as he quickly grabbed the bar in front of him before he fell.

What the-

He stared in disbelief as the girl who sat a top of the monkey bar in a crawling position with a smirk.

He twitched.

"Hmm.." the Alice hummed out, placing a foot over where his hands were gripping the bar experimentally, "I wonder what would happen if I did this.."

He glared at her, You will not.

Her smirk widened.

As Alice skillfully jumped off the bar, landing on the ground perfectly, the teacher could only gape at her in surprise.

Alice glanced up at him expectantly with a smirk.

"W-we have a winner!" he announced shakily, still thrown off by the fact that she had managed to win. Even if the method was wrong.

Then again, they were mafiasos. There was no right or wrong so long you won.

Right then, Alice bent down and evaded a shoe that was flying towards her.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," she picked up the shoe, turning around the smirk at Leon, "My oh, my, Leon, whatever has gotten your panties in a bunch?"

He glared at her darkly.

She smirked, throwing the shoe back, slamming it into his face in one try.

"Go to hell," Leon muttered as the both of them walked back to the orphanage.

"Only if you promise to come with me," she smirked, eyeing the red foot mark on his face.

He glared at her.

That sums it up for chapter 4 :)

P.S Please give me your opinion on an alternate name for Alice. Anything you think suits her.

Ciao.

Raita.