I changed the story cover photo! hooray! Soooo.. new update, its kinda short so, dont expect too much on this update.

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyoushi Hitman Reborn! I only own Yuuri Miyamoto.

Warning: OOC-ness

I can't believe it. He's telling the truth starting from the beginning. I can't believe I doubted him – wait, I didn't. OK, don't panic, Yuu. That's not definitely you. Blimey . . . I can't feel my body. Wait, am I dead already? Is that why I saw everything? What a nice life for me. I got in a car crash, I forgot my best friend, and now I died? I swear I'm not gonna go back to the mafia world. I'll—

Her thoughts were interrupted as a blinding light. "What was-?" She's sitting in a white sheeted bed with a hospital dress.

"Oh, dear, you finally awake!" Her mom's voice made her jump a mile. Wait, since when did her mom came back to Japan?

Her throat was dry but she managed to talk – er, croak. "Mom? W-what are you doing here? Why are you in Japan?" Yuu finally found her voice. She's looking around, this isn't

"In Japan? Darling, you're back here in Italy." She said indignantly.

"Italy?" the young illusionist echoed loudly. "Since when did I said I can go to Italy?"

"Oh dear, you almost got poisoned in Japan, so me and your dad agreed that you should come with us so we can protect you. Esper agreed about this, too." Her mum explained.

"He did? How did I get well?" Yuu raised a brow.

"Signore Reborn had given you the antidote. He said one of the Cervello's men had accidentally poisoned you, sweetie." Her

"Oh, uh, mom . ." She said, twiddling her fingers. "I want to ask a favor." Yuu looked down, unable to look straight at her mum's eyes.

"What is it?", "I want to quit the mafia."

-Five Years Later-

This is the worst day of my life! Usually, graduations were supposed to be the happiest day of one's life . . . but for Yuu, it's the worst. Why? She's the only student who accepted her diploma all alone. They promised her they'll be there.

Her friend, Bianco[1], comforted her after the graduation saying: "They must be busy, let go of it, let's celebrate!"

"No, Bianco, tell Paolo I'm not going." She said while wiping her tears. Paolo is one of their close friends and he arranged a party only for them. Yuu knew he'd go ballistic if she won't come but she's really not in the mood.

Later that night, Yuu went to the bar to forget what had happened in the graduation. Her parents were still on a mission and only sent her a "Congratulatory" message but she ended up throwing the phone outside her room.

She sat on one of the chairs in the counter and ordered a gin and tonic for herself. She finished the beverage in one gulp and ordered another one and did it again and again. She had finished almost a half bottle of wine and four glasses of gin and tonic when a blonde sat beside her. What interested her is his bangs. It was long and his hair stuck out in almost every angle.

He laughed then talked at her, "Shishishi~ You seem drunk, milady." Then he turned into the bartender. "One glass of champagne, peasant."

"Oh yeah! You know, it's my graduation earlier today and my parents ditched me!" She said unconsciously. "So I came here to forget about that~"

"Shishishi . . . You're familiar." But he certainly know Yuu. "Cheers." He held up his glass as Yuu grabbed her bottle and chanted, "Cheers, cheers, cheers!"

After an hour, Yuu and the blonde guy got kicked out of the bar so they were there in the streets in the middle of the night. "Hey, where to go now?" Yuu asked him while she walked sideways, trying to get her balance but never did.

His hands was tucked on each pockets of his pants, "I don't know let's just walk around, shishishi~ The prince had enough of alcohols tonight." He answered.

The night had passed like a blur and Yuu seriously don't want to get up because of a hang-over. Just what did I do last night?

She opened her eyes slightly and notice that the room was not hers. Wait—not hers? Then who? She bolted up and scanned the room. The light was dim and it was filthy. Certainly not hers. Later, her eyes landed on the person who was sharing his bed with her. She saw that both of them are still fully-clothed so, nothing wrong. She remembered her parents and felt the pocket of her jeans, no cellphone. After that she realized what they did yesterday at her graduation and balled her hands into a fist.

Additional notes:

[1] Bianco Palmero - She's the protagonist of "I'm a writer, not a maid!" which is one of my stories. I kinda wanted some of my characters to be connected to each other even if they're not on the same story.