So it's late, but this chapter is for Gokudera's Birthday. It doesn't really have him in it, but I figured I should post something for you guys who put up with my flakiness. I hope you like it, it's a bit of back story, like a tinny bit, you can only see it if you squint. Hopefully the next chapter will be longer, sorry for all the short ones guys, but it's hard to write between life you know? Anyway enough of me blabbing, please enjoy the chapter.

As always Katekyo Hitman Reborn belongs to it's respective writer and publisher, I only own my OC's and the concept for this fanfiction. Have a good night/day/morning/evening guys, thanks again for reading.

It was dark….

She couldn't see anything around her, but she wasn't as scared as she probably should have been, because she knew he was coming for her. Odd that she felt safer knowing he was coming rather than her beloved, but ever since they started high school, she couldn't help but notice, even if only by a little, how he would always be there with her, always be ready to defend her. But I don't need defending, I'm strong. Stronger than most men actually… she thought in the back of her mind just as she saw a form coming at her from the corner of her eye.

She screamed, curling up into a small ball, waiting for the blow she knew was coming, she had seen what they had done to Kyoya-san, he had been left bloody and broken on the steps of his beloved school. It had come to a shock to everyone, it was a known fact that Hibari was the strangest of their group, when they found out he had been targeted, but when she found him and tried to carry him to the nurse's office as she avoided the people running around the grounds he barely had the energy to lean on her. She had ended up having to barricade them in a science room and use the fabric from her shirt to try and patch him up. She had stolen a lab coat to cover herself up after her shirt was ruined, and when Yamamoto had finally found them and taken Kyoka with him she was left behind to hide in one of the smaller class rooms, but they had found her. She heard what they were saying, and as Italian had been one of the many languages that she had learned over the years, she knew that they did not care that she was helpless and could not fight, they would finish her off.

Her scream was cut short as she felt hands fall on her shoulders and a familiar voice shush her "Shut it, stupid woman! Do you want them to find us!?" the voice said as the owner wrapped his arms around her and held her close as he stood them up. "Let's go, the boss wants us all out of here now, we are going to lead them away from the school and you need to go with the kids and hide" Still holding onto her hand he helped her out the window he had come in through and lead the way to the front gate. But just as they were getting there they heard gun fire and she felt something pass right by her head. The next thing she knew she was being shoved forward and the boy with the soothing arms and calming voice was telling her to run.

But she couldn't run….what if something happened to him….he needed her, she was a good shot… but her body ran anyway and the further and further away she got the more she wanted to go back. NO! I have to go back to him! I have to tell him I'm safe, he needs to know I'm safe!

"Hayato!" she screamed as she shot up in her bed. It was the middle of the night, and she could see the moon light shining in through her window, dulled by her curtains, but still bright enough to chase the shadows out of her mind as she slowly woke up completely. Softly she fell back onto her pillow and tried to remember her dream, but all she could recall was a few names… Yamamoto…..Kyoya…but the rest was a blur, even the name of the person she had wanted to see so badly. Her hand slowly reached for the charm she had around her neck, almost of its own accord. As her fingers played with the only thing that connected her to her past, her heart began to slow and her mind to clear and pick up more about the dream…no the memory she had just had.

Details of what was happening where clear. She was being attacked, but she was too weak to do anything. Her fist clenched around her pendant and sheets as she remembered how helpless she had felt in the dream. NO, that was then, this is now, you are not like that anymore. You are the best assassin this family has to offer in your age group! Be confidant S.S.

She took a deep breath but it caught in her throat as and other image was shoved into her mind's eye, Kyoya's broken body. As she looked at it again, from a current perspective she was amazed that the boy had lived. From the image he mind brought up, she could tell that he had at least two broken ribs, a shattered ankle, he arm looked as if it might have been broken agents something, he was bleeding from his head and had a large gash on the side of his face. She remembered treating him as best she could, focusing on stopping what bleeding she could. As she slowly sat up, she nodded to herself.

It seems I have always had a knack for treating wounds. She thought with a small ironic laugh. Well if I couldn't fight, at least I could patch them up…

She sighed as she stretched looking at the time. It was still too early for even her to get up but she walked over to the window regardless, and looked up into the ocean as it softly washed over the dome covering the entire island, protecting it from its natural and very dangerous high tide. As she leaned on her window seal and played with the charm around her neck she enjoyed the peace that surrounded her. They had gotten back not five hour ago, and yet still they have a new mission to get ready for in the morning, not two minutes on the island and she was being summoned to a meeting. She sighed again turning away from the window and crawling back into her bed, still playing with her pendant as she laid down. Someone has to kill our enemies, it just so happens that that someone gets to be you S.S. so get used to it. She thought to herself as she curled up around her pillow and tried to fall asleep again. As she drifted again, her mind suddenly gave her a vision of a silver haired boy with wild emerald eyes smiling down at her as he softly cupped her face, placing a kiss on her forehead. Come back to me soon my Spring…. We need you….

She would not remember in the morning why, but as she drifted into a deep sleep filled with memories that would escape her in the morning, she promised herself that when she came back from her next mission, she would take time to go to her home country of Japan, it was about time for her to start her search for her past before it was lost to her forever.