Beta'd by Crimsonpheonix271. I am very grateful for it! I forget to add this the first time around, and only adding this now! The version in AO3 is not beta'd in any way though.

He opened his eyes blearily, closing them immediately after because of the bright light. After waiting for some time, he opened his eyes, a bit more wary this time. He looked around curiously, wondering where he was right now after he had experienced death.

His eyes narrowed momentarily as he remembered his death, the flame, the face of his-

Then a scream was heard, shocking him out of his thoughts. He tried to look around, searching for the source of the scream, but then he realized that his mouth was opened; it was him screaming. The second he realized this, he tried to close his mouth, to stop his ear-shattering voice, but then he started to actually feel his body. Now that he knew, he realized that before he was numb. Now, he could feel his mouth gasping for breath, every hand touching his skin, and the size of their fingers against his body…
He was a baby.

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When he finally reached six months old after his second birth, he became more aware of his surroundings. He now could process things around him better instead of things on his body only. He also noticed that he lived in a completely different world than before.

Yes, he didn't live in the Vongola world anymore. He had learnt from his tutor that there were many other worlds than the Vongola, but the way to travel between them had been lost for centuries and thus it was impossible to cross them. But of course he would defy the rules. He now lived in 'Earth', a place that was full of modern things like Vongola was, but more…civil. There was war in this world from what he had heard from those around him, but nothing like the crazy destruction the war in Vongola would do. And there was no flame in this world too, unlike in Vongola where almost everything worked using flames. No, here everything worked by 'electricity'.

The second thing he noticed was there were many languages here. In Vongola, there were only two languages which were 'character' and 'alphabet'. The people around here said they were talking Japanese, so he supposed the language 'character' was called Japanese here. He couldn't wait to know what his other native language was called here.
But he missed that person. He hadn't had much time with him before, and here, he knew there was one other different fact. Something he finally noticed when he was one and half years old.

There were women here.

Now, you probably don't believe him. Don't worry, he wouldn't believe himself too if it wasn't for the fact he saw them himself.

At first, when he saw his bearer, he thought his sight must be blurry and affected from his recent birth. But at present, he finally acknowledged the fact he tried to ignore before. People were divided into two genders in this world. And the two genders were man and woman. The man, well, he knew exactly what it mean to be a man. But the woman… if he must describe them, they were all sweet, smiles, soft, and…full of deceit.

Life was so much easier in his world. Only one species and they chose to be the donor or the bearer of children on their early age. And from there, they would be learning how to be the bearer or the donor. Some boys couldn't choose, they can learn to be both of them. Only a small amount of them choose to be both of them though. It was like the nature's call to be the bearer or the donor, something that was very much natural.

But here, it looked like only woman can get pregnant, as he had seen in the road. And they were far weaker than men. He would like to see them as inferior, if not for the fact he saw them very well loved by the men. And they didn't feel any remorse using it to have advantage over the men. From then on, he saw them as parasite, even if not all of them did so. But he didn't think he could be friends with one. It was quite lucky for him to attain his original 'gender' as a man.

For example, his mother in this earth which was a woman, he probably would respect her for her status over him – as his bearer. He knew it wasn't an easy task to bear a child, but when he was 5 years old and he was very clumsy considering he was far taller before and he wasn't used yet to this body, he saw something inside her eyes that made him tense. She saw him as weak. She fussed over him in front of Iemitsu, his supposed father, but when the head of family was away – something that happened far too often – she would turn her head from him and only did things that she thought would help him, not things they discussed together to reach a mutual conclusion. She didn't care about him. She didn't really care that he was clumsy and would hurt himself, but the fact that he embarrassed her when he tripped right in front of her friends. She only cared about herself and he knew that she would like a better son than he was at present, and because of that, he didn't show what he was really capable of. He didn't want to make her proud – and she wouldn't be proud of him either, only proud that she finally made her useless child become a great son.

He eventually became known as Dame-Tsuna.

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He didn't expect that his infamous name would be known all over Namimori, the name of the city he lived in. From the children to elders, from south to north, they all knew there was a useless brunet that was nick-named Dame-Tsuna. He also didn't expect them all to become so big-headed around him, seeing themselves as superior. He gritted his teeth hard everyday in order to hold back his anger. He was far better than them damnit! He was the trusted knight and heir of Vongola in his previous world. It was a pity that he died to save that person, not because he saved him, no. He just regretted that he didn't manage to follow through the expectation that was imparted to him. To be the heir, he was trusted to live long enough to eventually become the king. He was sorry that he died before he did it. And he was far sorrier that his death made him unable to fulfil his promise to that person…

Today he finally came over to the school nearby his house. All those years before, his mother insisted in him being home-schooled; that was one attempt from so many from her to shape him into a better son. Unfortunately, being home-schooled meant that he didn't have to impress people – or so he thought – and he didn't even try to do some of the lesson the teachers gave him.

Imagine his surprise when his score got over all Namimori and the inhabitant of the small town decided that his abysmal score meant he was retarded.
But that didn't matter now, not much anyway. It looked like his mother had finally raised the white flag regarding his academics. And looking at the increasing amount of things getting into the house, she chose to buy things with his schooling money and sent him to public school than to give him the expensive lessons. Well, the lesson was useless anyway. He could learn all that from book since his tutor from the previous world insisted he must be able to learn things by himself. Shuddering slightly by the memory ignited by his tutor, his attention suddenly was taken away by a slight movement from the corner of his eye.

"I'll bite you to death."

His eyes widened slightly. He spun around and took in the sight before him. A boy in black uniform was fighting with some delinquents. The boy was using tonfas. When he finally saw the boy's face, he couldn't help but ask disbelievingly, "Alaude…?

For the people who recognized this story, you are right. I am moving this story from AO3 to this site because I am planning on continuing it. I don't know when I will update this, but this story only consists of three chapters, so I am sure it will not be long - unless I forget about it again.

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