I was running. Running from what, you ask? Why, the yakuza, of course.

"Leave me alone!"

Unfortunately, my pleas were ignored and the men after me continued their unwanted chase. You probably want to know why I, who had sworn to never get involved with the mafia, had gotten involved with the yakuza, which was basically the Japanese mafia.

It's a long story, but I'll tell you anyway. You've heard of how the daughter of the Chief of police in Namimori and the daughter of Sonohoka's saiko komon were kidnapped by the Tsugimachi yakuza, right? And of how it was because they were Namimori middle students, and Namimori middle was under the jurisdiction of Hibari?

Well, a message came for the Disciplinary Committee during break time, in the form of a Tsugimachi grunt driving up to the front of the school in a noisy motorbike and demanding the attention of Hibari if he wanted the two missing students of his precious school back. Hibari was immediately there, pushing a tonfa up under the grunt's chin, causing the grunt to obviously regret ever following his orders and freeze up. He may have even stayed that way forever if Hibari's eyes had not narrowed, a clear indicator of his irritation.

None of the normal students of the school dared to listen in, for fear of being 'bitten to death' for crowding. I was a different matter though, and against the worries of the general student body, approached the gangster being held by the prefect. The absence of Yamashita and Yamazaki had not gone unnoticed by me, and considering what they had told me yesterday, it was no wonder I was worried.

"Do those two students happen to be named Yamashita Yuki and Yamazaki Akira?"

The grunt leered at me, having regained a bit of his bravado at seeing what he thought was a normal, gentle and weak girl come within two metres of Hibari.

"They might be. What, friends of yours, girly?"

This guy really pissed me off. He was leering at me. I hated people leering at me. He also called me girly. I hated that too.

"Yes, they are. Where are they being held?"

"As if I'd tell-"

Hibari pushed his tonfa further against the grunt's neck.

"Answer her question, herbivore."

I raised an eyebrow at the carnivore's actions, but guessed he had probably acknowledged me as something other than a herbivore. The grunt looked ready to pee his pants. He stammered out an address, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. An abandoned warehouse. Typical.

I bowed to Hibari. "Permission to leave school early?"

"Permission granted. Wait."

"Sure."

Hibari knocked the grunt out with his other tonfa and ordered the committee to question him further when he regained consciousness, while I waited beside the school gate, ignoring how people stole quick, confused glances at me, clearly wondering what the hell was going on. When he was done, the delinquent terror stepped out, expecting me to follow, and we headed out towards the address the grunt had given us.

Long story short, we went to the warehouse and beat the crap out of those goons, finishing with minimal injuries (on our side. Those unfortunate men unlucky enough to be in our way would be in the hospital for more than a few weeks). Yuki and Akira were found in an unguarded room by the Committee, tied up, scared, but unharmed.

Then the Sonohoka yakuza arrived, all decked out for a serious fight, only to find a group of teenagers, two slightly injured, two slightly traumatized, and the rest cleaning up after the two slightly injured. Hibari left, claiming that the crowding was irritating him, leaving me to deal with the bewildered yakuza group. Yuki had left with the Chief of Police, the Committee was too busy cleaning up, and Akira was no help at all, futilely trying to hide behind me.

After her father had finished fussing over the girl, his group had learnt that I was part of the duo that had destroyed the Tsugimachi yakuza. I tried to convince them that Hibari did it all, I was only there for... the school paper? It didn't work, for some reason. And that led to me being where I was now.

"Join us!"

"No! I don't want to play the yakuza game!"

"It's not a game!"

"That makes it even worse!"

They were less than a hundred metres behind me, and up ahead I could see the intersection of my street and the one I was currently on. Yes! I had practically lost my pursuers already.

I turned the corner and almost fell over in shock. Only now did I notice my intuition nagging at me, the way it did whenever something in the story was happening. Up ahead, a crowd of black suited men were milling in front of the Sawada residence.

I looked to my pursuers, then to the men in black. The Sonohoka, the Cavallone. Yakuza, Mafia.

I made my decision.

"'Scuse me, Sawada coming through!" I shoved through the crowd and jumped up. Landing crouched on the brick wall, I asked the suited man closest to me, "When they round the corner, can you point them in another direction?", then jumped up again and flipped through the window into the room of one very startled Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"Wha- Nee-chan?!"

I shushed him, then peeked out the window, making sure to stay low.

"The yakuza's after me. Please stay quiet."

Tsuna shrieked, but quietly. Don't ask how he shrieked quietly, just know that he did. The Sonohoka passed by below, directed by the finger of the man I had asked the favour of. I breathed a sigh of relief, and noticed for the first time the other occupants of the room when I turned from the window. A blond and two dark-haired men stared at me.

"...Hi?"

My brother started freaking out.

"Nee-chan, what- why- how- you-!"

I ignored him in favour of reaching for the med kit, which wasn't there, in my bag, which also wasn't there. I must have dropped it outside. I stuck my head out of the window and yelled down at the men standing below, "Oi, I dropped my bag, can you see it anywhere?"

A man with curling designs tattooed onto his shaved head, raised my bag, and made as if to throw it. My eyes widened, "Nononodon'tthrowit-!", but I was too late. He threw it, and I pulled myself back inside and ducked down. The black shoulder bag made a gracefull arc in the air and through the window, then landed with a not-so-graceful crash onto the coffee table.

The coffee table broke. Tsuna shrieked. I sighed.

Omake - the battle scene I didn't put in because it would interrupt the flow of the story and also because it was meh

Arriving at the place where my friends were being held, I held back, deciding that we needed a plan, but Hibari easily knocked the guards in front of the entrance out and charged straight in. Moments later, I heard several shouts and cries of pain.

Sighing, I walked through the entrance to join Hibari crushing the group that had been stupid enough to think they could take on Hibari. He really didn't look like he needed help, but I joined him in attacking anyway, to make sure it would stay that way.

Ducking below a man's punch, I retaliated with one of my own while avoiding his knee, wishing I had brought a pair of knuckle dusters or something when my fist made contact with his chin. Shaking the pain out of my hand, I continued to punch and kick while scanning the area for a weapon that I could use.

I stopped and smacked my forehead when I remembered what I had started carrying on me at all times. I took the jitte - which I had somehow forgotten about - out from it's hiding place on my body, and just in time too, as I raised it to block the katana that had been swung down at me. Allowing the blade to slide down to the hook which locked it in place, the sword was sent out of the man's hands with a deft flick and then he was sent to la-la-land with a good hit to the head with the pommel. The next man's metal bat was beaten away and he was sent into unconsciousness as well. When an opponent got too close for me to swing the jitte effectively, I would flip it upside down and fight using the pommel and my knuckles.

The battle continued like this for a while, with me pulling out another jitte in a weird but effective dual-wield, and Hibari being... Hibari, with his 'bite you to death' thing. 'You' apparently included me and I had to dodge the metal bars several times as he whipped them through the air in a lethal manner.

Suddenly my gut wrenched and I leapt out of the path of the bullet that was shot a moment later. Thank Giotto for Hyper Intuition, or I'd have a hole through a body part that wasn't meant to have a hole.

"Fuck!" The police were going to have a field day with this one. Gun laws in Japan were so strict, I was constantly wondering how Reborn managed to get through. Probably because of his appearance.

Hibari whacked one last opponent unconscious, then pointed at the gun bearer with a tonfa.

"Guns are against the law. You will be bitten to death."

The man, who I guessed was the oyabun if his multitude of tattoos were any indication, clearly trembled, but kept shooting - and missing, you can't shoot straight scared - anyway. Hibari, being the badass that he was, avoided all the bullets and took him out with one hit. During that time, I had taken care of the few remaining men.

The battle was over.

(It had been fun.)

I'm actually semi-proud of this one. It's the longest chapter since chapter 10.

Reaaper Senpai: On the contrary, it was actually longer than usual. I can see how it would seem shorter though. I also want to get Mukuro as soon as possible, but I'm forcing myself to do this in chronological order, so you'll have to wait a while, unfortunately.

Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed. Tell me if there's anything you particularly want to see, or if you noticed something was off, or if you particularly liked something.

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Disclaimer: 's the 15th chapter already. You know the drill. I don't own anything, particularly not guns nor jittes nor tonfas.