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When the world shoves you around, you just gotta stand up and shove back. It's not like anybody is going to save you if you start blabbering excuses. -Roronoa Zoro (One Piece)

Blending in the background was actually rather easy after the fan-girls, hyenas as I liked to call them, realized that perhaps I wasn't too special after all. Unlike the guys in manga's I didn't miraculously fall in love with one of them, nor did I play an instrument so they could sigh dreamily as they listened in the background.

They soon realized that I actually was really cold and I wouldn't be warming up to them anytime soon. Much to my delight they stopped stalking me at school and starting focusing on a constantly smiling baseball player.

I recognized him immediately unlike the other characters, maybe because out for some reason I related to him in someway. We both kept a mask on to hide our true emotions hidden from the world. Somewhere under that mask I could see a guy driven by instinct, he knew that to fit in smiling was his best bet to being accepted so he plastered one on his face that attracted people by the droves.

But that was where our likeness stopped. He liked being around people, I purposely made sure to keep them as far away as possible.

Time continued to pass at a slow pace, I watched as the children made friends and gossiped while staying in a spot that wouldn't bring too much attention toward myself. I guess people were right about main characters being beside the window because that's where I instantly plopped myself when class started. It was the furthest seat back so the teacher would have to really look to see me and I could peacefully stare out the window while he droned about something that I didn't really care about.

I made sure to keep half an ear out to keep myself updated with the happenings in Namimori, besides training at Cho's and forcing myself to go to school I didn't do much but draw and read manga.

As depressing at it sounds there wasn't much else to do. I had already grown up and accomplished my dream, so being reborn was like accidentally deleting a multi-chapter story you had finished and being forced to write it again. As a fellow writer myself I knew how the dread felt when such a thing happened.

And just to make everything harder I knew what was going to happen in this future, well not exactly, but I had enough of an idea that there was going to be a good chance that I would be bored my whole life.

So the real question was, how was I going to make this life exciting?

Maybe I could make everything so non-cannon that even I wouldn't know what was going to happen? It wouldn't be hard, I could run away and become some famous hacker that everyone was after. Or I could become part of the Disciplinary Committee and become Hibari's trusted partner.

Eh, too much trouble.

So what could I do that wouldn't take too much effort but was significant enough to entertain me?

"Eh? you're so lucky Kyoko I wish I could cook as well as you!"

I turned my head to watch the school idol and some unknown girl talking beside me. After the whole tree incident Kyoko had been rather frightened of me and hadn't tried to initiate any sort of interaction.

She smiled sweetly. "It all thanks to my Okaa-san she's a really good cook!"

I tapped my fingers thoughtfully, once again thinking about her whole part in the anime. She had been... well along with the Hahi girl she had been a love interest and the cook. That's it. I'm pretty sure she had had moments where she 'prayed' for everyone to be safe and had wished them luck, but that was it.

Wasn't it dangerous that she was so helpless? If Tsuna had really planned on marrying her shouldn't she have had some sort of way to protect herself? She would have been the wife to the Vongola Decimo for goodness sake, that meant assassins were going to be sent and she would be in danger almost all the time. What would Tsuna have done if she had been captured by an enemy with no way to protect herself? They would have tried to force information on her any way they could, and the way she was no matter how much she loved Tsuna she would have easily broken under all the pain and pressure.

I paused and pressed my lips together thoughtfully. She was going to be forced to be part of the Mafia, there was no question since her brother was going to be a Guardian.

Perhaps it was time that she stepped away from the innocent girl everyone knew and actually became capable of protecting herself. I wouldn't allow her to be weak when I knew what sort of environment she was going to be put in.

I think it was time that I broke the whole 'girls are to housewives' cliché.

Inwardly I rubbed my hands together. The Mafia wouldn't know what hit them.

For now I would wait, it wouldn't do if I suddenly came up to her without any reason.

Halfway through the school year the chance came. Kyoko had a lot of admirers but she also had a lot of jealous girls who didn't like how she was stealing their thunder.

Coincidentally it happened right below the tree that I liked to climb up and draw Yaoi in without any fears of people peeking and seeing what was on the paper.

Being only nine they didn't do much but call her names and tell her to stop being such a show off, that was enough to send her to tears. From my perch on a branch I rolled my eyes at their childishness, didn't they have anything better to do then think about boys? Honestly they were even in their teens yet.

Once they made their point the group sauntered off like peacocks and left the little girl bawling her eyes out.

This was a good moment right? In anime and manga people got inspired by someone and decided to change themselves so I hoped this would be the right time to motivate her.

Internally sighing at the trouble I was going through to make sure this girl survived I hooked my legs on the branch and allowed myself to fall backwards. I swung for a moment or two before finally coming to a halt just above the crying girl.

"So you're just going to cry about it and do nothing?"

She squeaked in surprise and looked up at me with wide, glistening amber eyes. "S-sawada-kun?"

I gave her my usual blank look. "Don't worry I'm not going to loose my marbles this time." I stated referring to the last time we had spoken. "But really, what are you going to accomplish sitting there and crying?"

Kyoko stared up a me in confusion.

I crossed my arms and raised a brow.

She figited for a moment under my gaze. "W-well there isn't anything I-I can do..." She poked her fingers together in a sudden bout of insecurity that made me wonder how in the world she was related to my future Sun Guardian.

"Honestly..." I mumbled slightly disappointed. "The answer is obvious."

"Eh?"

"Grow stronger." I replied and stared unblinkingly into her eyes as she raised her head up.

"That's impossible, I'm not strong like Onii-san I can't..." She trailed off and slumped in defeat as if that explanation was enough of a reason to give up.

I furrowed my brow in confusion. How was it impossible? She just had to practice until she couldn't move, just like I did. If I the lazy Yaoi artist could find enough will to go through Cho's training everyday then surely Kyoko could find it in herself to do the same.

I sighed out loud and turned my gaze to stare at the leaves on the tree. If she was so certain it wasn't possible maybe I should just leave her alone.

"It's your life." I finally replied reaching up toward the branch so I could haul myself back onto it. "Just remember, saying something is impossible is just giving yourself a reason to give up. If you try to reach beyond that state of mind that you may be pleasantly surprised."

I leaned against the trunk and started my drawing again, this time it was of a certain skylark and a bucking bronco.

"Did you hear?"

"Yeah I can't believe it, I though that she didn't have it in her."

I focused my attention to the girls whispering to each other a few seats away.

"Who'd have thought Sasagawa Kyoko would have joined Sōjutsu*?"

Ah, so it worked.

"Too bad kid, life is cruel. Sometimes you're too weak to protect everyone."

...

The body of the assassin lay in a pool of blood and I couldn't take my eyes off of his body.

...

Killing wasn't right. I had just killed someone.

...

I sat up sharply my face sweaty and hands shaking. It was that dream again, it was like an insistent insect that refused to die and it wasn't going to leave me alone anytime soon.

I placed my head in my hands and took a few deep breaths to calm myself.

This wasn't something that was just going to leave me be. I was going to have the image of the dead assassin burned in my mind forever. There wasn't a good chance he was going to be the only one since I was destined to be the leader of a Mafia Famigila. Despite them saying that they were different the Vongola still killed people, they just didn't publicize it like some of the other families.

Tsuna was able to make it so there wasn't any reason why I couldn't do it also.

Deciding to try and keep my mind off of my rather dark thoughts I reached forward and grabbed my drawing book.

Age Ten

Well this was awkward.

The killing intent coming off the prefect like tidal waves was rather impressive and intimidating but honestly I was more focused on the precious item the prefect had in his hand.

"What is this Herbivore?" Hibari hissed with his grey eyes alight in fury. I could almost see death himself looming over the Disciplinary leader's form waiting to reap my soul once Hibari had completely destroyed my body.

I eyed the way his hands clenched the book, inwardly panicking when I heard a small crack come from it. That book had a lot of hard work in it, some pictures had taken me days to complete. "Well..." I replied looking up in thought. How was I to explain to him what he was seeing?

In some stroke of bad luck I had dropped my drawing book and Hibari had happened to pick it up and look at the page it had opened to. You know the page where a man looking suspiciously like him was in a rather compromising situation with another man wielding a whip. I had made sure that if on the off chance one of the characters had happened to see the picture they wouldn't recognize Dino when he showed up later in the future, of course Hibari had to be the one to see it. I was just that lucky.

"I didn't do it?"I reasoned in a rather pathetic way, because really there was no way it wasn't mine.

His eyes flashed toward mine, I met his gaze. Please don't destroy my art, please don't destroy my art.

"Kamikorosu."

I watched as my precious notebook was thrown to the grown carelessly with a sense of dread, inwardly freaking out when it hid the grown with the drawing facing the dirt. I hadn't even finished that drawing, do you know how hard it is trying to figure out what Hibari's face would look like while flushed with pleasure?

Two familiar tonfa's came out of whatever dimensional pocket he had stored them in and were instantly in his hands and ready to show me their owners displeasure. I shifted my weight to my left leg in an attempt to start running the opposite direction but didn't move. I stared at my notebook which was waiting patiently for me to rescue it by Hibaris' feet as if risking my life to retrieve it was a simple task.

Now the real test was upon me, to do or not to do. The drawings were precious, but so was my life.

Surprisingly Hibari seemed to catch on to my attachment to the book and smirked at me in a 'come-get-it-if-you-dare' sort of way.

Well then. I thought of all the possible ways I could try to come at it, each way ended up getting a tonfa to the face at least once and I knew that it would be hell of a painful. People were sent to the hospital in critical condition after Hibari was done with them.

The heck with it, I was going to get my drawings and that was that. So what if I died in the process?

I closed my eyes and leaned forward, no I wasn't going to try to use my flames. Not like I could if I even wanted to anyway, they only came out that one time when the assassin was trying to kill me and I had no other way to stop him. Besides they would be a bit overkill, I believed in the technique Cho taught me would be enough to get the book and get the heck out of dodge.

My eyes opened and I was on the move, Hibari hummed in approval and slid into his signature stance that told me he wasn't going to hold back. A flash of sliver swung toward my head I ducked just in time feeling the wind of the attack brush my hair. I reached my arm downward to grab the book but a sudden pain that started from my ribs and reverberated through my body made me tumble to the side and land on the ground with a grunt of pain.

I stayed still for a moment, slightly dazed at the strength. Sugar cookies, Hibari was amazing. Now if only he could use that sort of strength in the TYL universe with his Uke and allow me to draw it, that would be a dream come true.

I rolled to the side just as a tonfa came slamming down on the very spot I had been laying, the concrete made a dull thud that told me if that hit had landed I would have been unconscious within seconds.

I turned my head to stare at the prefect who was slightly crouched, his hair was still flowing slightly and his jacket on his shoulders fanning out dramatically like Batman's cape would while he flew through the air.

Hmm Hibari being Batman? I could see that happening, he certainly had the personality.

Hibari titled his head up to stare at my form, I raised a hand and waved at him. His eyes narrowed in annoyance.

His feet tapped on the ground as he came at me at a frighteningly fast pace, I scrambled up and shot my body toward him ignoring the pain in my ribs at the movement, I didn't intend to fight though. He thought different and a brought his tonfa's out in defense. Just as we were about to collide and his tonfa was heading my direction I ducked and reached my hand toward my drawings.

So close I could hear the angels singing in the background.

A siding of feet against the concrete was the only warning I had before a hand grabbed the back of my shirt and tugged hard. My eyes widened as my hand halted from the descent toward my drawings and I grunted again as my body hit the ground. Ouch, and here I though Hibari only used his tonfa's in battle.

"For drawing indecent pictures and disturbing Namimori's peace, Kamikorosu."

I twitched when a weight on my back shifted and sent a longing glance toward my book which was only a few feet away. I was so close.

I waited for the finishing blow, and waited...and waited?

Hesitantly I turned my head and looked at the prefect from the corner of my eye, he was staring at me with the oddest expression on his face as if he just realized something. "Hibari?"

His eyes met mine.

Silence, the wind blew slightly and a bird chirped in the distance.

"Why are you not fighting back Herbivore?" He finally asked, irritation coating his voice.

I shrugged as much as I could while someone was atop of me. "I hate violence." I replied.

Even more so since that night, since I killed someone.

His brows furrowed as if I hadn't spoken in another language. "You are not fighting because you hate it?"

I nodded.

The prefect didn't move from a top my back and I wasn't about to ask him to, not when I was in such a vulnerable position.

I guess I was going to survive this encounter without any battle scars, wow I would be a legend in Naimiori.

"You're an odd Herbivore." He said as if talking about the weather.

"Well in all actuality I'm not a Herbivore." I replied. "I do eat more meat then vegetables if you must know." Of course I knew what he was talking about, but hey I might as well play with him a little and get him to realize perhaps not all Carnivores were blood thirsty beasts like him. Not that I was calling myself super strong or anything since Hibari only call really, really strong people Carnivores but I knew I wasn't weak either.

He hummed in reply and opened his mouth to say-

Oh, do you know what you got into?
Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do?
'Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment.

I turned my gaze down to my pocket and then back toward Hibari who had also looked down toward the music. Wasn't that embarrassing?

Oh, I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet
'Ya thought an angel swept you off ya feet
But I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for your entertainment.

I squeaked in surprise when he stuck his hand in my pocket and brought out my phone. He then actually flipped it opened and listened as the person on the other line started to speak.

"Hey." I protested trying to reach my arm back and grab it from him. "Don't just go answering someone's phone like it's a completely normal thing to do."

He ignored me and listened to the person for a little while longer before apparently getting bored and shutting it.

I twitched. "Can you at least tell me who it was?" I asked.

The prefect smirked. "It was the Aikido woman."

"And?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "She said she was going to rip you apart if you were going to be a second later then you already were."

I paled. He just hung up on a very pissed Cho who thought it was me who was on the other line, she probably also thought I was the one who hung up on her too. If it wasn't Hibari I knew Cho was going to be the end of me.

Inwardly I started sobbing, couldn't I just have a normal life? Why was Hibari so interested in me anyways?

"After school ends you will meet me at Namimori High School everyday." He suddenly said, his tone of voice telling me I had no say what-so-ever. "If you fail to arrive, Kamikorosu."

I didn't even bother to complain that I had to be at Cho's after school, to him his word was law. Perhaps Cho would be more forgiving if I drew her a Yaoi manga...

She wasn't, I had to run up and down the Namimori shrine steps thirty times.

With twenty pound weights on my arms and legs

"Well."

Still half-asleep I stared down at my lap, someone was very peppy this morning.

Slightly awkward I wondered what in the world I was supposed to do. Would it be right if I...?

"Ugh it's too early for this." I mumbled trying to figure out how I was going to go about this. Even though I had accepted that I was Tsuna it was just weird if I did that.

I guess I had started going through puberty. That meant my voice would start to crack and all sorts of interesting things that I couldn't remember would happen to me.

What had I even dreamed about anyway?

Finally deciding I was too lazy I leaned back on my pillows and closed my eyes. When did Tsuna even go through puberty? Not that they would go into detail about that in the manga but really he was rather small and feminine. I was pretty sure no one knew what he looked like in the TYL universe so I wondered if I was going to be stuck like this forever.

Did that mean I was an Uke?

Like heck, I wouldn't allow anyone to pin me down and have their way with me.

Getting up I ignored my...ahem problem and slowly trudged my way down the hall to take a very cold shower.

A little bit of a short chapter but you'll be happy to know that the next chapter will be the start of the actual storyline. I'm rather excited.

Tell me what you think and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

*Sōjutsu- Art of the spear.