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Disclaimer: I dot not own KHR and it's wonderful characters, but I do own my OC and story!

Warnings: This fic will include violence, drug consuming and intoxication.

~ Vita

Red oriental decors, the heavy smell of baijiu and the mind numbing chatter of wealthy kin from powerful families around Italy.

The man besides her at some point had slid his chair next to hers and slyly wrapped his arm around her shoulder. She humored him with a smile and continued to drown shots of baijiu that another man was pouring for her.

"So why hotpot?" She whispered in Italian leaning closer to the man's touch. Clearly her calculated moves and soft voice was having an effect on him. The amount of alcohol she consumed would even make the heaviest drinker back down but the effects only caused her to flush, adding to her charms.

"That's cause my darling loves spicy stuff." He gave her shoulder another squeeze as he handed another shot to her. She giggled in response as she received the cup and eyed the other people in the private room, some too intoxicated trying to keep up with her and some high beyond conscious, the rest barely sober as they tried to suck up to her. "Anything for our soon to be big Boss. After that you won't have to worry about anything and just leave everything to me."

She had to control herself from laughing out loud. Thinking back she wouldn't blame him for thinking and acting like this, since she did lead him on.

Well it's time to end this little show.

"Yes I need to thank everyone here for being so kind to me for the past four years." She put her cup down reaching one hand to stroke the man's chin who leaned in to press his lips to hers.

Just as their lips were about to touch the man caught the sinister smile on her face. Before he could react her hand had already reached to be back of his head giving it a heavy shove straight into the boiling hot pot. He managed to straighten up immediately but even for that split second his face had suffered severe burns. The man's horrifying screams seemed to sober up everyone in the room and they only stood up abruptly moving away from the table watching the man struggling with the pain. Their attention shifted only when they saw the man get kicked in his abdomen causing him to crash into the wall and falling to ground as he continued to scream in pain.

They eyes shifted to the woman now standing on top of the table looking down at them in disdain. A look they were familiar with that send shivers down their spines.

"Kyaaa!"

"Men!"

"Merda! What is this bitch doing?!'

She couldn't hide the amusement in her face as she watched them panic but she quickly dropped her smile as she heard the door to the private room get kicked down. The armed men that worked for these idiots aimed their guns at her, causing her to smile even wider this time confusing the men. They quickly understood where her confidence came from when another group of armed men crashed down from the ceiling taking the rest by surprise as they gunned them all down. The storm seemed to have come quickly and also died down quickly. The pitiful useless wealthy brats all gathered in one corner on the floor trembling from fear and scared to speak.

The man who had his face burned finally stopped screaming and was crawling his way to her, his face so horribly burned that he couldn't even open his eyes. She did him a favor jumping down to walk up to him and crouched down a feet away from him.

"A shame Albert Avvoltoio, you had quiet the handsome face." She cooed lifting his face up causing even some of her men to flinch at the horrifying state of his face. Yet she remained unfazed and her voice turned cold. "Too bad you grew a mouth."

"SAWADA TSUYU!" Albert suddenly lunged at her, two of her men quickly pushed him back down and held him in place. "What the fuck are you doing you stupid bitch?! Are you going to give up on becoming the Vonogle Decimo?!"

This time Tsuyu really couldn't hold back her laughter and threw her head back laughed out loud, the sound was sweet but it still send chills down people's spines. Soon she stopped, stood up grabbing a chair over and sat down sighing out loud signalling that she was growing bored. She raised an eyebrow at one of her men, who obediently started to speak in her stead.

"Nono had already decided to name Sawada Tsunayoshi the younger sibling as the Decimo."

With this one statement the room went silent as the group starting to whisper among each other still very confused and afraid.

"...You had a younger sibling? But Nono clearly was making a show favoring you as the next successor?" One of them finally found the courage to speak up.

"Did he?" Tsuyu titled her head cutely. "You are the ones who misunderstood, of course he'd pamper this cute granddaughter of his."

"Then why did you do all this?! Making us your followers?!" Albert finally asked he was the only left who had enough wits to question. He was the one feeling most betrayed because despite all his acts, he did start to develop some feelings for her. "Why did you approach me?!"

"Of course it's to clear out the trash for my little brother." Tsuyu voice once again turned cold. "Did you truly believe that your families' acts would go unnoticed?"

Albert dared not to speak again, Tsuyu rolled her eyes as poured herself another cup of baijiu as she let her words sink in.

"Even this stupid Chinese restaurant your father set up." She finally continued, sipping leisurely. "That racist father of yours always hated my guts, so why did he suddenly set up this restaurant and saying that it was for me?"

By now Albert was finally starting to show signs of fear, trembling nervously. He finally understood that everything was a trap and that the woman he thought who only had the brawn and no brains actually calculated and was aware of everything.

"Wasn't it so that he could make unapproved trades with the Chinese Mafia using my name?" Tsuyu finally felt no more need to explain so she stood up and started to walk away. Waving to her men to clean up and hold the rest in custody.

"But why? You could have had become Decimo yourself." By now Albert finally lost his spirits as her men dragged him up. "Why are you not furious that your little brother is going to steal that away from you?"

His question stopped Tsuyu in her tracks, she let out a short laugh. "I will never be the Decimo." She simple answered as she walked out without looking back, there was no more need to answer any of their questions.

When she walked out of the building she was met with the soft wind of the Italian summer, she reached into her suit pocket for her lighter and pack of cigarettes. She smoked her cigarette as she looked back to see her men still cleaning out the place and finding the goods hidden away, she frowned at how slow they were deciding to grab Albert's car and drive herself back to the Vongole mansion.

Just as she was about to break into the lamborghini a red Ferrari drove up to her. Tsuyu recognized the car as she let out an amused chuckle walking up to the car, as the window rolled down allowing her to look into it.

"Reckless as usual." When she saw the blond man, she opened the door and let herself in on the passenger seat. "Good thing Nono managed to take care of their families in time."

"What are you doing here Dino?" She asked reaching out to dump her cigarette out of the window. Dino started the car and reached out to hand her a bottle of water from the backseat. "Thanks."

"I met Tsuna in Japan" Dino said while Tsuyu took the bottle from him and looked at her phone. "He reminded me of myself when I was younger."

"Please, my brother is waaay cuter than you were." Tsuyu mocked as she looked into her gallery and examined at a photo of her and Tsuna. It was taken the day she left for Italy and Tsuna was clutching onto her sleeves, eyes red from crying. She smiled at the memory as she looked through more pictures.

Dino chuckled. "Aren't you the doting sister?" Silence followed until they reached a red light. "But why force him to become Decimo? You are clearly more suited."

Tsuyu finally looked up from her phone, this time answering honestly.

"Because I can't."

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Note:

Baijiu: a Chinese clear, colorless liquor that has high alcohol volume

Merda: Shit