Chapter 1

That Gal From The Future

One Sunday morning Haru received an email that's subject line read: "Delete after you've read it."

Curious, she opened the email and read further: "Act calm as to not alert anyone, and meet me at the spot where you first fell in love. You know the place."

The place where she first fell in love? She smiled. That was exactly after Tsuna saved her. Her heart fluttered in chest. She hadn't seen much of him after he officially took the title of Boss of the Vongolas. Maybe he was finally, finally asking her out?

A small shriek of excitement of escaped her lips before she leapt to her feet. She made a mad dashed out of her house and to the bridge where she nearly drowned. She was clad in nothing but plaid pyjamas and neon green alligator slippers, but she still ran at full speed despite the strange looks she received. She came to a sudden halt when there leaning against the bridge and staring out at the water was not her beloved Tsuna, but instead was a tall woman smoking.

Haru hesitantly approached the bridge and stood opposite from the woman, she too staring at the water. She that woman couldn't have been the one to email her. She looked up at the woman and examined her for a second. The woman wore large oversized dark shades, a floppy black hat, and a simple black dress paired off with heeled thigh-high black boots. Everything about her screamed elegance and old money.

Maybe Tsuna's late, Haru thought turning back to stare dreamily at the waters. She was picturing the scenario of Tsuna running in and cliché-ly asking her if he was late before finally confessing his undying love to her when she felt two taps on her shoulder.

It was the woman. "Took you long enough."

"Excuse me?"

The woman took a long drag of her cigarette before dropping it and stepping on it. "Tsuna's not coming."

"How do you kno—?" Haru's words died in her mouth as the woman removed her shades. Haru was staring right into the eyes of, well, herself. That is, if she aged ten years.

"Yeah, yeah," the woman said, visibly irritated. "I'm you. Get over it. You've seen the Ten Year Bazooka, this shouldn't be a shock."

Haru frowned. "But if you're here, then shouldn't Haru, well, not be?"

"You still speak like that?" Future Haru pinched the bridge of her nose. "OK, whatever. Look, kid I need your help."

"Anything for Haru!"

"OK, that needs to stop."

"Hahi? What needs to stop, desu?"

"Oh my God. Stop. Please."

Haru pouted. "So rude! What do you need help with, anyway?"

"We're going to rob the Vongolas, Chiavrones, and Varia," she said with a causal shrug of her shoulders. "All three of them. At the same time."

"What?!"

"Also," she said with a sneer. "Tsuna marries Kyoko without telling you so I need you to get over him before we rob him."

"WHAT?!"

"You scream a lot," future Haru noted with a tired sigh. "It's for a job. We just need some paintings and a necklace."

"A job? Why are you doing that kind of job?"

Future Haru scratched the back of her head, looking away. "Well, that's not really important. Not right now at least."

"Not important? Do you not know who you're trying to steal from? Of course it's important! Why are you trying to take it from them of all people?"

"Well, they happen to have what I need, nor do I feel guilty robbing them."

Haru stared at her, mouth agape. "Haru's not helping you, they're Haru friends! You're crazy!"

"Friends?" She shook her head. "How are the Varia your friends? They're killers. And the Chivarone? I doubt its heir even knows your name. And the Vongolas? Let's be real, Kyoko is your only friend out of all them, and even she drops you when she gets hitched with Tsuna. I mean, literally everyone but you was invited to the wedding. They aren't your friends. They've never really been your friends in the first place."

"Y-you're lying to Haru!"

She put back on her sunglasses. "Why would I lie to myself?"

"B-because you aren't Haru! Haru wouldn't act like this! H-haru is too...too..."

"Too what? You and I both know you'd act exactly like this," she said. "That 'Hahi, I'm Haru, desu!' is bullshit and we both know it. We wouldn't have gotten into the most ruthless schools in Japan if we actually were that."

Haru gave a frustrated sigh. She was right.

"You have two days to accept my offer," she said said, turning a heel. "Comeback here when you're ready."

"W-wait!" Haru cried to the retreating woman. "Why are you doing this?"

Future Haru lazily lifted her hand in half-hearted attempt to wave goodbye. "Help me and I'll tell you everything, kid!"

—

A few hours later and Haru was still enraged over what her future self told her. She sat alone in her room contemplating everything she was told. Who the hell did she think she was, anyway? Well, she was Haru, but still! How dare she ask herself to do something as ridiculous as that! Rob her friends? As if Haru would do something like that! She punched her plush pillow angrily, then after a moment hugged it in apology.

"Why was that Haru so angry?" she wondered aloud. She didn't understand how she could have changed so dramatically like that. She even took up something as dangerous and disgusting as smoking for goodness' sake! Only idiots like Gokudera smoked!

Walking towards her window, she opened it and let the cool evening air enter her room. Her eyes instinctively flickered to Tsuna's house. Her heart sank as she saw everyone—literally everyone, even that Irie guy was down there!—all gathered in Tsuna's front lawn participating in what looked like a barbecue. Her eyes scanned the crowd of people until it landed on a laughing Tsuna. He was back home from Italy, which meant they were probably throwing a welcome back party for him. Haru's first thought was: Who throws a barbecue on your front lawn? Especially when your backyard was bigger? Haru's second thought was what her future self had told her.

She frowned. "They are Haru's friends!"

And to prove her point, she went straight to Tsuna's house. They would obviously have a logical explanation as to why they didn't invite her over.

They were probably going to invite me right now, she thought as she opened the front gates of the Sawada household. Or maybe my invitation got lost in the mail.

"Haru-chan!" Nana greeted her with a smile. "I was wondering where you were!"

Haru beamed back at the woman.

"I was beginning to think Tsuna forgot to invite you, I had him go and tell all his little friends to come join us today," Nana said. " Well, come on and eat something. Kyoko and I prepared a lot!"

"A-actually Nana-san I just remembered I have something to do," she said weakly. "It was nice seeing you, though. Tell Tsuna I said welcome back."

"They aren't your friends."

—

"Hey, Nana-san was that Haru?" Yamamoto said. "What's happened?"

"I'm not too sure, Yamamoto-kun," Nana sighed. "She said something came up and can't join us. What a shame, too. I prepared some of her favourites."

"You could always wrap it up and give to her after the party," Yamamoto suggested.

"What a great idea! I'm sure Haru-chan would like that a lot!"

But when Nana sent Tsuna to deliver the food to Haru, he returned telling her no one was home.

—

Haru Appreciation Day couldn't have come any sooner.

Throwing on her favourite outfit, Haru left her house and met up with Kyoko at their favourite cake shop. There was a new flavour this month, a black forrest cake. She ordered it while Kyoko decided on a chocolate lava cake. As they walked back to Haru's place to eat the cakes, Haru couldn't help but think about what her future self told her—again. She frowned. She needed to get that woman's words out of her head. Kyoko would never, ever do that to her. She thought of the girl as her own sister after all they've been through.

"Hey, Haru?"

"Mhm?"

"What would you..." Kyoko trailed off, finding her words. "What would you say if Tsuna and I began dating?"

Haru's stopped dead in her tracks. "How long?"

Kyoko slowed to a stop. "Huh?"

"How long have you guys been dating?"

"A little over a month now. I was going to tell you, but Tsuna said we should—"

"I'm happy for you both. Really."

Kyoko beamed at her. "I knew you'd understand!"

"Kyoko?"

"Yeah?"

"If you were to get married, you'd invite me to the wedding, right?"

Kyoko smile grew wide. "Of course! You'd be my maid of honour!"

"Also Tsuna marries Kyoko without telling you so I need you to get over him robbing him right now."

—

Her feet regrettably dragged her to the wretched spot. Her future self stood there watching her with a haughty smirk on her face. She wanted to wipe that smirk off of her face.

"Before you even say anything," Haru said. "Haru's only here for an explanation."

She smirked. "Of course."