InsanityEdge – Hello! How are you this fine evening? On todays specials menu we have the second chapter of The Seducing Sky made by Head Chef InsanityPushedMeOffTheEdge. Quite the mouthful to say hmm? I personally recommend it myself as do all the other voices in my head. Oh don't worry kind reader I'm really rather sane unless you give me flames. Now please do enjoy the story. Tally ho!

Favourite Quote of the day:

"Get that bitch a canon. Bitches love canons." – Alucard, Hellsing Ultimate Abridged

Warning: This chappie has a major bout of swearing and there will probably be the odd curse every now and then in future chappies. If you're the type of person who absolutely abhors anything more serious than 'damn' then it probably isn't for you but to those who don't mind, there won't be swearing every other second; I promise.

Disclaimer: I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn (╬⓪益⓪) BUT I DO OWN AMAMI BITCHES! ┌П┐(►˛◄'!)

Chapter 2: The Trip to Mafia City

The plane ride back to Namimori was uneventful. Iemitsu wasn't even there because of some work that needed attending to. When I arrived back in Namimori however, things began to kick off; I met Kusakabe Tetsuya, Hibari's right-hand man. He at first had been surprised at the casual and friendly relationship between his bloodthirsty boss and a little girl. That surprise quickly ended when I kicked the living crap out of him during a sparring session Kyoya had forced upon us to see if I had grown any while in Italy. After that he treated me with just as much respect as with Hibari. When I asked him why he was so polite to someone younger than him he simply smiled and replied,

"It's only natural for me to treat someone who Kyo-san considers an equal with as much respect as possible."

Another development was that Nana, the saint she is, had bought me a laptop. Now I know that doesn't sound like much but for someone like me whose mind is crammed full of various books revolving around technology, it's like Christmas has come bloody early.

After taking apart, modifying and reconstructing my computer a few times I became interested in the making of weapons and the weaponisation of otherwise harmless technology. You'd be amazed at the amount of books detailing knowledge about how to make various weapons you can find on e-bay and at various libraries. Unfortunately, theoretical knowledge can only get you so far and I quickly hit a wall in my development.

How was I going to pay for the tools and materials needed to make a weaponised computer?

Obviously I couldn't ask Nana, we weren't poor but we weren't rich either and Iemitsu was out of the question. Hence, I learned how to hack. I picked it up rather quickly and after a couple months I was hacking into the accounts of incredibly rich people who wouldn't notice if a few million pounds went missing.

I convinced Nana that Iemitsu –during one of his non-existent phonecalls- had found out about my love for machines and weaponry, as a result deciding to set me up a bank account to pay for the tools I needed. Thus, she didn't question anything when I began to build a little lab in the basement in addition to a blacksmiths in the backyard.

All of these events were over the course of about two years. It had taken extra-long because I also had to train with Kyoya and Kusakabe every other day but they did help me with the building. It was extremely tiring but I was damn well proud when I finished.

We were at the park, I was typing new ideas for inventions into my recently-modified laptop, Kyoya was finishing off some puny-looking delinquent teens and Kusakabe was watching him with awe and admiration. Over all, a rather normal day.

Crack!

Everything went quiet. For a moment, nobody even dared to breath.

"K-Kyo-san" Kusakabe bravely stuttered. My curiosity peaked and I tore my gaze away from my laptop to see what had happened. Abruptly, an overwhelming aura of bloodlust filled the playground; directed straight towards the poor, gangly fool who had accidently broken Hibari's precious tonfa with his face and was now crying silently while holding his bloody, broken nose.

"Herbivore. You broke my tonfa" His voice was as cold as ice. His dark, steel-grey glared at the pitiful, older boy infront of him.

"Herbivore, you broke my tonfa."

Silence.

"Pay for it with your life. I'll bite you to death."

And so the anguish-filled cries were heard for miles around, striking fear of the cause for the sounds in the hearts of Namimori citizens.

"Kyo-san what are we going to do?! You can't fight with just one tonfa!" Kusakabe was in hysterics, what were they going to do about Kyoya's precious weapon?!

"Be quiet Tetsuya." Kyoya growled, obviously beating the delinquents senseless hadn't completely relieved his frustration brought by the breaking of his favourite weapon.

"Na guys, I can make Kyo-chan a new tonfa you know? All I need is supplies because while I've completely finished making my lab and my forge, I haven't had the opportunity to get the materials I need." Kyoya turned towards me with a gleam in his eye as Kusakabe practically sparkled.

"What needs to be done Pet?"

Welcome to the City of Hermes! The Ultimate City of Trade and Technology

"Hermes? Isn't that Greek?" Kusakabe inquired as he looked upon the looming, ten meter tall sign.

"Yes it is." Amami replied, "Hermes is a Greek God who represents many things. To normal citizens, the city was named after Hermes because it's a major place of trade, however, to those who partake in shadier dealings, know that it wasn't named after Hermes simply because he represents trading; Hermes is also the God of travellers, thieves and- most importantly, has the job of being a guide to the underworld. In addition, he was often portrayed as a trickster, using skilful, deceptive acts to outwit other Gods for his own amusement."

"…So I other words you brought us to a well-known black market crawling with Yakuza, Mafia and other similar groups?" I looked behind me to beam towards Kusakabe as we got off the bus.

"Yup! Exciting right?"

"Dear Lord, I humbly ask f'r thou hast mercy upon mine pitiful soul and betoken me of wheter i hast di'd on the way through the do'r; f'r these walls enwheel a heaven of mine most consistant dreams. If ye say nay I shalt rejoice f'r today be a wonderful day" Kusakabe sweatdropped as he listened to my heartfelt monologue.

"Is it really that amazing? It doesn't seem like much to me. At least, not enough to break out into Shakespeare." He commented as he looked around the shop; we were currently in a blacksmiths called Stabbin'Knives with the trendy catchphrase of: We make 'em, u stab 'em. I gasped in pure horror as I turned to gape at Kusakabe, how dare he insult this holy place!

"Bakaa Kusakabe, if I need material to make weapons, wouldn't it be best to go to a place where they're made? Do you not see the high-quality of the metal that the knives littering the floor are made of? Evidently this man has a good supplier of metal. I'm disappointed in your lack of observational skills Tet-Chan" I tutted as he flushed slightly and glanced towards the floor in an attempt to avoid my penetrating gaze.

I heard a loud, booming laugh come from the back of the dimly lit shop. Stepping into the light was a very tall and wide man with a good amount of stubble on his chin. He had short, dark brown hair and eyes the same colour but they held a glint of an emotion, of which I couldn't tell.

"Well Lassie, you must be quite knowledgeable ta be able ta notice tha'. My name is Vincent. What can I be doin' fer ya?" His voice was a rugged, deep baritone that echoed around the small building. I gave him a sheepish grin.

"Well I was sorta, maybe hoping that you could inform me of your metals supplier? Also, if you'd be so kind, give me a few tip on making knives and other assorted weaponry?" A curious edge appeared in his dark chocolate eyes; he looked over me, judging me intensely. What exactly he was looking for/at I have no idea. Apparently he found something he liked because he cracked an appraising grin at me.

"Bwahaha! I like you girlie! So brazenly asking fer me ta teach you! What makes you think I should tell you what I know?" I smirked at him, inwardly rejoicing at the fact I seemed to have passed some sort of test.

"Because I'm an innocent, pure young child and if you reject me then I'll be forced to go somewhere else and what if the next guy I go to isn't a nice man? Uwah! Something bad might happen! You wouldn't let that happen would you mister?" I tilted my head and puffed out my cheeks to become the symbol of innocence; complete with a sparkling pink background and rainbow coloured unicorns merrily playing around.

Vincent froze, momentarily overwhelmed while the sheer cuteness of the child. Snapping out of it quickly, he laughed - if slightly subdued, once more.

"Bwahahaha! You got me there girl! I'll tutor you. Come further into the shop; introduce yourself and the young lad with you!" I beamed at the man as I walked towards him, putting out my hand for him to shake.

"Sawada Amami and this boy is my friend, Kusakabe Tetsuya. I'm looking forward to working with you Vinnie!"

As they shook hands, Kusakabe stood a little ways behind them, completely forgotten and wondering to himself how easily Amami could make friends with pretty much anyone.

After setting up arrangements with Vinnie for me to come back once a week on a Sunday for me to learn from him; Kusakabe and I left the shop, intent to explore for the rest of the day. I left Kusakabe at a little knitting shop; it was a little pastime of his that supposedly released his stress. He was incredibly bashful when I called him out on the fact he'd been staring and the shop for the past five minutes but eventually admitted that he loved to knit and wanted to go in but was anxious in case I found his hobby lame. His worry was quite cute, after teasing him slightly I assured him that his hobby was completely okay was me, plus I actually found it rather endearing. He blushed furiously and scurried away.

What the hell a knitting shop was doing in a black market I've no idea.

Anyhow, after buying a whole backpacks worth of mint chocolate along with strawberry flavoured pocky as well as buying a new red backpack to put the pocky in, I came across a literal goldmine. The robot fighting contests! I inwardly jumped around like a kangaroo that had eaten multiple crack bunnies when I sat down in the arena. The arena's seats were pretty much full and I'd been lucky to find one.

I looked around, the people around me weren't particularly noteworthy and the announcer's box was opposite to me. My eyes refocused on the stage when I saw a couple people and robots make their way towards it.

"Konnichiwa Minna-San! I'm your announcer Koe Ōkina and this is my partner Kikoeru Kiyoshi-San!"

"Ossu."

"Without further ado! The first two competitors for today, weighing in at twenty pound of pure metal… Spanner-san and his robot- Lolly!"

Spanner! Well, actually I probably shouldn't be all that surprised; Spanner is obsessed with robots. A robot in one corner of the ring spun in a circle… I'm guessing that's Lolly.

"Aaaaaaand in the other corner, the undefeated Champion! The ruler of Robofighting! The Immortal King of the metal-boxing Kingdom. The indomitable Messiah of Battlemania! The-"

"Eiji and robot Cyb"

"Aah! Kikoeru-San! Why did you cut me off?!" There was a somewhat annoyed grunt through the speakers.

"Took too long."

"Aha so mean! Now let the battle BEGINNNN!"

"GO ON LOLLY! KIIL THAT STUPID BITCHASS FUCKNUTS! CMON MAUL THE SCROTUM BLENDING FUCKER!BEAT THE METAL WANK EXTRACTOR INTO THE MUTHAFUCKIN GROUND! RIP THE FLIMSY TINCAN CROSS-EYED NIPPLE SOD INTO LITTLE FUCKING PIECES! DIE CYB DIE!" People in their seats edged away at the frankly terrifying little girl who had a penchant for rather innovative curses.

After hearing such foul language, Spanner was curious to find who was supporting his robot so avidly. When he glanced towards the crowd he was surprised to find a young girl –no older than eight- was the source of admittedly, the most creative cussing he'd ever heard. The girl was obviously un-supervised by any parents. She peaked his interest when she began detailing various ways for his robot to torture the other. Deciding to enquire about the mysterious child later, he turned his eyes back to the stage. He had a fight to win.

"And the winner is… LOLLY!"

"YES YOU FUCKING BITCH! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

The fights ended a couple hours later with Lolly coming out on top of the proverbial dogpile.I walked out the door, intent on continuing my earlier exploration.

"Oi! The little girl over there." I paused, waiting to see if it was me the person had been calling to. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around to be met with the monotonous face of young Spanner sucking on his signature oddly-shaped lollipop. I tilted my head in an inquisitive manner, silently asking why he had approached me.

"I wanted to know your name. In some of the harder matches, when you were cheering on Lolly you yelled out various vulnerable points of the other robots that you wouldn't have been able to notice if you didn't have an intricate knowledge of mechanics. I found you interesting." He looked directly into my eyes…

Huh, I'd never realised how green Spanners eyes were until now. They were a rich moss colour, full to the brim with intellect and curiosity.

"I'll give you my name if you give me one of those lollipops, hold out your arm and tell me about yourself." He raised a blond eyebrow. Stretching his arm out after pulling a lolly out of his pocket he replied,

"I am Spanner. I'm Italian, have a strong love for robots and I make these lollys myself." After taking the sweet treat, I produced a pen out of nowhere and began writing on Spanner's arm.

"My name is Sawada Amami, I'm Japanese, have a minor obsession with weaponry as well as technology. I love pocky and here is my Skype username, call me. Ja ne new friend!" Without looking at Spanner's face, I turned around and walked off, raising my hand to wave behind me.

"Pet. You are late." Kyoya glared at me. I was thirty minutes late getting back to the meet-up point close to the entrance of the gigantic city by the cause of the food stands that had distracted me on my way back.

"Ahh, gomenasai Kyoya-sama~ I didn't mean too." I pouted, pretending to be upset with myself… Kyoya saw through me immediately.

"Fine Pet. Just don't do it again." Just because he knew my pout was fake, didn't mean he could resist it. I grinned like a fox as I started to trot towards the city's entrance.

Kusakabe sighed as Kyoya and Amami began to walk away from him, it seemed as if he'd been forgotten by the both of them. It was really rather depressing not to even be acknowledged by either of them. Just before Tetsuya took his first step, Amami looked over her shoulder and shot him a mischievous smile.

"Hurry up Tet-chan! If you don't I'm going to leave you behind and take your place as Kyo-chan's right-hand man!" Kusakabe grinned as he ran to catch up with them, trust Amami to sense his loneliness. It was nice to know they cared.

And done! I thank all who've read this chapter, who have reviewed and followed/favourited my story! I love you all! Especially reviewers, ya'll make me feel special ;) To any who were interested Koe Ōkina translates to Loud Voice and Kikoeru Kiyoshi means quiet sound. Originally Vinnie was supposed to be an all-out, guns-blazing, heavily accented scot who was only gonna be a random oc who never appears again but because I'm crap at writing accents. I looked up various ways of writing Scottish accents. The result was extremely Scottish but I decided that I liked my lightly accented version better. Then I kinda ran away with his character and Amami is his apprentice as a result! Ushishishishishi oops!

Funny quote of the day!:

"Never lock your doors at night, people will come through the ceiling."

"As long as I'm here I might as well stare at you threatingly." - Hibari, KHR abridged