Authors notes

*If you already read KHR: The Inheritance Project then you must go back and read the note I added.*

For new readers: There are some Italian words mixed in which i got from Google translate.

"This is Aigis talking."

"This is when someone speaks in another language."

"This is speaking Japanese."

Okey dokey! Lets get this show on the road!

End notes

Thirteen years old.

May 19th, 20XX.

The particular day it happened was a very peaceful Sunday; the sun was shining, the birds were singing and a cool breeze softly glided over the town. Sawada Cielo got thrashed by Hibari Kai under the pretext of "training", while Sawada Masamune spent the day at basketball practice.

The two of them went about their day unaware they were being watched; or at least Masamune was. Cielo had felt eyes on him the whole day, yet he couldn't figure who it was or where they were. But since he'd been feeling that way for a couple of weeks now he brushed it off as paranoia and carried on as usual.

The sun was setting as the silhouette of a man passed by the Sawada household. He paused briefly, tilting his black fedora up as he glanced through the open window where two of the house's occupants were having dinner. The man's highly trained ears picked up the soft sound of a guitar coming from the attic, confirming the location of the third resident of the household.

With a smirk he dropped a note in the letterbox and set off once more down the street. "Things are going to get interesting from here on out." He chuckled lightly, his footsteps making no sound as he walked.

Both Cielo and Masamune suddenly felt a shiver run up their spines.

May 6th, 20XX.

About two weeks prior…

A man, dressed all in black, departs from a private jet at Namimori Airport. His luggage consists of a single silver briefcase and two manila folders tucked under his arm. As he walks through the airport, he gives off an intimidating and dangerous aura. Yet at the same time he has little presence, making it seem as though he was never there at all.

Meanwhile in the Sawada household…

Masamune strolls lazily down the stairs and into the kitchen, running a hand through his bed hair. "Buongiorno Mama." He yawns as he sits at the head of the table.

"Good morning, my dear~." Katerina sings as she places a plate loaded with eggs, sausages and bacon in front of him. "Here. A nice big breakfast for my wonderful nephew~."

"Thank you Mama." He responds flashing his charming smile (which falls away as soon as her back is turned). She giggles, places a plate of pancakes nearby and goes back to preparing more food. The peaceful atmosphere was disturbed by a loud "Hiieee!" and a crash as Cielo came tumbling down the stairs.

"Oww…" He sat up and rubbed his throbbing forehead.

"Honestly Cielo…" Katerina frowned, her voice laced with disappointment. "You're thirteen already, why can't you be more careful? What if you'd broken something?"

Cielo just rolled his eyes, knowing the 'something' was not a bone or the like. No. It was obvious she meant the furniture or the priceless objects that were scattered around the house for decoration. He stood up, brushed himself off and shouldered past her into the kitchen.

"There's no cure for stupidity, mama. The same goes for clumsiness." Masamune snickered as he passed by him.

"Yes, I suppose you're right." She replied with a sigh. Cielo felt his face grow hot and gritted his teeth, but remained silent. Before she could continue with her rant, her phone started ringing. She glanced at the number and clicked her tongue in annoyance before answering it.

Cielo grabbed a plate and served his own breakfast, since his aunt never cared to prepare a plate for him. He sat down at the other end of the table, as far away from his brother as possible, and began shovelling his breakfast down. Masamune ate at a more leisurely pace. Katerina was having a hushed conversation in Italian over the phone as she prepared their lunches.

"That will not be necessary." She protests angrily. The response from the other person causes her to grind her teeth irritably. Suddenly remembering the presence of the twins, she turns to Masamune with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry sweetie, but I have some very important business to take care of, so I won't be able to drive you to school today. Are you alright to walk?"

Once again Masamune presented that dazzling smile of his and replied pleasantly; "Of course Mama." It left their aunt squealing happily and blushing like a school girl, totally missing the way his eyebrows twitched in annoyance and the icy glint in his eyes.

As she turned back to the phone conversation he let his smile drop and scowled at her back. Why should he, the prince of Namimori Middle School, have to walk to school? And risk being seen with his dame brother, the loser of the school and most hated person on campus? No thank you. Just being associated with him as his twin was embarrassing enough. He had a reputation to uphold after all.

"Isn't it around the time you leave dame Sora?" He kept is voice pleasant while giving him a pointed glare. Cielo just snorted and downed the rest of his juice before silently making his way back upstairs. He knew what he really meant; "Get the hell out of my sight."

Masamune had somehow become even more nasty and spiteful since they entered junior high. He never fought back though, it just wasn't worth it. He'll be bullied and beaten up no matter what anyway, so there wasn't really any point in telling on them or fighting back. It'll only make things worse for him.

His brother had all the teachers and students wrapped around his finger, plus, who would believe dame Sora over the wonderful and talented Sawada Masamune? No one that's who. Well, he did have Kai as his one and only ally. And, maybe Sawa-chan… but she was pretty much useless.

He changed into his uniform, grabbed his bag and made his way back downstairs (stumbling over the last few steps). He took his semi-prepared lunch, not really caring since it'll probably get stolen or ruined, and left without saying goodbye. No one here would care, so why bother?

Obsidian eyes observed the students pouring into the school grounds from the roof. His sniper-like gaze zeroed in on one particular brunet. The boy shuddered and paused briefly, then shook his head and continued on his way. This caused the observer to let out a low chuckle, before lifting his gaze back to the school yard.

Twenty minutes later the sniper's eye caught sight of his second targets sandy blonde hair. This boy gave no response that he had noticed the eyes on him. "How interesting…" Mused the sniper. He let out another low chuckle before disappearing into thin air. Leaving no trace of having been there at all.

With Cielo…

Cielo didn't like it. That feeling just now, he was sure he felt someone watching him. But it disappeared as fast as it came. Aigís hadn't felt it nor had he seen anything out of the ordinary either. Could it have just been his imagination? He hoped so… That gaze left him tingling all over with dread.

With a sigh he opened his shoe locker to find it was full of trash. Again… Good thing he has a spare set of indoor shoes with him. He fetched a dust pan and brush and began cleaning out all the crap they'd shoved in there. Dio, it stinks! They really went all out this time. Maybe he should get some air freshener from Sawa-chan…

With Masamune…

Someone had been watching him. It was only natural given his popularity; he's had one or two stalkers before (and naturally, a few jealous glares). However, he'd felt a sense fear from that person's powerful gaze; which was rather unnatural for him. Perhaps it was just Hibari-san since he seemed to really hate him for some reason.

That guy seems to hate everything and everyone with passion, with the exception of his little sister and dame Sora. How those two became friends, Masamune had absolutely no idea. Why anyone would want to be dame Sora's friend was a complete mystery to him. He was a loser and a freak after all. It was only natural to avoid people like him, wasn't it?

The man entered his private room and immediately made himself a nice hot espresso. Taking a sip he settled down in the armchair and picked up a manila folder labelled 'Sawada M'. With a smirk he pulled out the documents inside and scanned through the contents.

Name:Sawada Masamune

Gender:Male

Age:13

Date of birth:November 7 20XX

Blood type:A

Height:167 cm

Weight:54 kg

Hair: Sandy blonde (short and slightly spiky)

Eyes: Brown

Family: o Sawada Cielo (older brother),

o Sawada Tsunayoshi (Father),

o Sawada Gisella (Mother),

o KaterinaToscanini (Aunt and current guardian)

Personal History:

Was born and raised in Sicily, Italy, until age seven when he moved with his Aunt and brother to Namimori, Japan. At an early age Masamune's health was very poor and was physically weak. He suffered from many conditions such as bronchitis and a weak heart. As a result he spent most of his early life in constant care of doctors.

It was questionable as to whether or not the child would survive at all. However, between the ages of two and three he began to make a miraculous recovery. As he got older he simply grew out of his conditions. Although he still requires frequent check-ups, he maintains a healthy disposition.

He excels in both his studies and in sports. He shows talent as an artist having won nine young artist competitions for children twelve and under. Despite only being in his second year, he is currently the captain of the school basketball team.He gets along well with his peers and teachers, and is one of the most popular students at his school.

…

The man snorted as he flipped through the remaining seven pages, which were filled with his achievements and such. "Katerina… You never change..." He chuckled offhandedly and tossed the folder aside.

From what he knows of that woman and from how she adores the younger Sawada twin, he had an idea as to how the boy had been raised. Put in the spotlight, unconditionally loved, constantly praised and spoilt rotten. The perfect recipe for creating a perfectly arrogant and self-centred brat.

He smirked as he thought of the many things he would have to 'teach' young Masamune. Oh yes, they were going to have such a wonderful time together.

Meanwhile elsewhere, Masamune sneezed and felt a cold shiver run up his spine. He put a hand to his forehead; did he catch a cold?

Having read all the remaining reports on the younger Sawada twin, the man prepared another espresso and picked up the other manila folder labelled 'Sawada C'. He settled himself back down in his chair and began to read through it.

Name:Sawada Cielo

Gender:Male (It would seem that some idiot made the mistake of writing 'female' and then tried to blot it out.)

Age:13

Date of birth:November 7 20XX

Blood type:AB

Height:156 cm

Weight:45 kg

Hair: Brunette with gold highlights (long and spiky)

Eyes: Aquamarine (one hidden behind a medical eye patch)

Family: o Sawada Masamune (younger brother),

o Sawada Tsunayoshi (Father),

o Sawada Gisella (Mother),

o KaterinaToscanini (Aunt and current guardian)

Personal history:

Lived with his family in Italy until age seven when he moved together with his brother and aunt to Namimori, Japan. Unlike his brother, he was born perfectly healthy. While he lived in Italy he was known to be rather violent and temperamental. He was involved in an incident at his school which resulted in his expulsion.

During this 'incident' the child attacked several students and teachers, resulting in over thirteen counts of grievous bodily harm. It was decided that he be put under close observation for six months afterwards. Having shown no signs of erratic or dangerous behaviour during this time, all charges were dropped.

Since moving to Japan, the child has settled down considerably. His academic and athletic abilities are mediocre at best, having barely scraped into the grade point average. He demonstrates little, if any, interaction with his peers and over all has little social life.

…

There were only two pages written about Sawada Cielo, or rather, only one and a half pages. That woman was obviously disregarding the older twin. Neglecting and mistreating one child while spoiling and adoring the other will lead to a bad future for those twins. It's a perfect breeding ground for hatred and resentment…Especially given that the child has a history of violence.

Yes, he would have to keep a close eye on that one. But first he would have to find out more about them. These reports from that woman were fairly useless; he'd have to carry out his own analysis. And then there was that other thing.

The supernatural phenomenon dubbed, 'Aigís'. Indeed, he would have to perform a thorough investigation on that matter…

"However, before that…" He stood and moved to the window, held his hand up to his fedora and a green chameleon slid onto it. "There are some 'insects' that require extermination." He smirked as the chameleon transformed into a green gun.

May 18th, 20XX

It had been almost two weeks since the man began his investigation. In this time he had come to many conclusions on the Sawada twins.

Firstly there was Masamune.

Yes, the boy was intelligent and yes he had great athletic proficiency. However, as he had first concluded, the child was arrogant, overconfident in his abilities, selfish and a spoilt brat. There were so many faults in his personality compared to the picture-perfect image he sports.

However, he'll give him credit where it's due. The brat was charismatic, an excellent speaker and people were drawn to him; all of which show the makings of a leader. This is likely why the brat is so popular. The brat's acting skills were top notch too, although, not good enough to fool his eyes.

Also, there was something in the way Masamune approached his peers. He got along with everyone quite well (minus those who were unpopular or social outcasts), yet it was as though he wasn't actually friends with very many of them. As if he only tolerated being near them purely because of their social status.

He noted that Masamune carefully hid the cold look in his eyes when he spoke to his so-called friends. It was as if he didn't truly believe any of them to be his friends, save for his inner circle. He likely didn't trust any of them with his secrets either. Having doubt in others was not necessarily a bad thing though.

Being too trusting of others can be dangerous. One must always keep a small amount of doubt when making decisions. After all, nothing in the world is completely true; there is always room doubt and misinterpretation.

All these skills could be quite useful in the future, especially in the particular line of work they'll be a part of soon. He just needed to give the brat a little attitude adjustment.

Then there was Sawada Cielo.

Honestly, he has yet to determine whether or not this kid was a complete and utter idiot, or an undiscovered genius…

True, his marks were terrible and were always in the lowest percentage. Yet when he looked at the boys tests from his first few years of school, he was somewhat surprised. For instance, in maths he was using high level equations (that a boy his age shouldn't even know) to solve problems.

Using these formulas may be correct, but given the context he simply couldn't fathom how the child came up with them or why. In science he also showed knowledge of high level formulas and concepts that one usually doesn't learn until high school. Yet once again they're being used incorrectly and in the wrong places.

In history and Japanese, it was clear the boy was just being stubborn. He would write long and detailed essays in a mix of Italian and English instead of Japanese. And he would write about Italian history rather than Japanese. It would seem that most his teachers simply failed him out of spite.

Although, by the fifth grade, his Japanese scores suddenly began to improve. At the same time his English scores plummeted… Was there just not enough room in this kid's head for all three languages or something? Or was he really just an idiot after all? The verdict is still out.

Frankly the man was quite disappointed in the school and the teachers for not being able to recognise the potential this kid had. If he had been properly tutored then perhaps he wouldn't be the D grade student he is today. A fact he intends to change.

Another thing the man noticed about Cielo Sawada was his, well, 'dame-ness'.

"Humph, like father like son…" He commented as he watched the boy running away from a fluffy little Chihuahua as if his life depended on it.

Indeed, this child may be even more unlucky than his dame ex-student. He thought when he saw Cielo trip, his shoe flying off and landing on top off a taxi. He then spent the rest of the day watching the boy run around the whole of Namimori after it.

He was most definitely a wimp and a coward too.

Cielo was a constant victim of bullying. The majority of which comes from his younger brother and his friends. It irked him to no end watching watch how they would beat him black and blue, yet he made no move whatsoever to defend himself. After each beating though, he would just stand up go on his way as if he wasn't hurt at all.

So the boy had a tolerance for pain… this was intriguing. It wasn't until the last few days when he found out the reason why. Cielo only seemed to have the one friend; Hibari Kai (funnily enough, the son of a certain blood thirsty former prefect). And it would seem that the Hibari child was attempting to teach his friend how to fight.

These sparring sessions were very interesting to watch. So much so that the man wished he had discovered them earlier. From the looks of things, the two were more interested in the boy's ability to wield fire, rather than him learning self-defense.

He could clearly see why; the raw power of Sawada Cielo's dying will flames was as incredible as he's heard. It was rather unpolished though, and he lacked any kind of form or control. But the potential was there and with it he was able to fight on par with the Hibari boy.

Sawada Masamune had yet to show any signs of possessing the ability to wield dying will flames. But he could sense something about the brat that told him otherwise. What it was exactly, he had yet to determine. He required data on the twin's flames.

If he recalled correctly, a certain mad scientist was conducting research on dying will flames, and one of his assistants was located at Namichuu. An old colleague of that perverted doctor if he's not mistaken. Of course, that overprotective ex-student of his would have already made contact with her.

It was high time he paid a visit to one Maede Sawako.

May 20th, 20XX

It was a lovely Monday morning. The weather was nice and warm, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, sakura petals dyed the sidewalk a pale pink and overall everything looked bright and cheerful. Much like the day before had been. And much like yesterday, both Sawada twins could not help but feel a strange sense of dread.

Cielo felt restless and found it very difficult to sit still. Unable to stay up in his room any longer he decided he'd just get up and go to school an hour earlier. Maybe he could just hang out with Kai as he did his morning inspection of the school grounds. He got dressed and made his way downstairs.

Masamune on the other hand found it difficult to get out of bed today. He could it was going to one of those days when you just wished you'd never gotten up at all. Currently he was debating whether or not he should just fake sickness and just stay home. But then he'd miss today's English test and afternoon practice for basketball. How troublesome…

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard footsteps going down the stairs, then a "hiiee!" and a heavy 'thud'. His dame brother must have fallen down the stairs again. It was practically a morning ritual in their house. How can someone fall down the exact same stairs every single bloody day?

Cielo groaned a little as he picked himself off the floor. He swears those damn steps were out to get him! Looking to the kitchen he found a whole damn feast spread out over the dining table, and his aunt standing over the stove muttering furiously to herself while cooking even more food! What the hell?

Seeing as Katerina wasn't in the best of moods, he just snuck around the table quietly and sat down at the far end away from her and where his brother will be later. As he piled up his plate he glanced back to the kitchen and noticed there was a note on the bench. He leaned over and picked it up. It was some kind of flier for… a home tutor!

Oh Dio, did his aunt decide he was so useless that he needed damn tutor? And what the diamine is with this flier, "I will raise your children to be the leaders of the next generation. Grade and subject matter is of no consequence. –Reborn."

"It sounds like a scam."

"Thought so…" He muttered under his breath so Katerina wouldn't hear him. And what kind of name is 'Reborn' anyway? It can't be their real name, it's all too suspicious.

"What are looking at dame Sora?" Masamune growls as he snatches the flier out of his hands. Geez, you'd think he'd have the courtesy to ask first given how much the teachers like him, but nooo.

"Ha-ha! What's with this? A home tutor!?" He sniggered as he read over the flier. "This is definitely a scam. Not that it would make much difference. Right, dame Sora?" He sneered at me as Cielo sat back down.

He just rolled his eyes and went back to eating his breakfast (or should he say breakfeast). But then the doorbell rang and Katerina turned to him. "Cielo, get the door will you. My hands are full right now."

With a sigh he got up and went to answer the door. Only he slipped in front of the door and ended up slamming headfirst into it. "Ow…" He held a hand to his throbbing nose and opened the door. "Ugh… who is it…?"

The greeting he received caused him to do a double take.

"Chaos."

Notes again

I think the reason it took a little longer may have been because i was playing around with the perspective a bit.

The rest will just be First person with Cielo's POV and third when its someone else's POV.

For those who don't already know, i started the omakes! Published them in a separate story 'kay :D

And i drew some crap-o-licious art of Cielo, Kai and Kasumi. Plus i made a whole bunch of characters using this chibi maker i found on deviant art.

The link to my pictures on DevianArt is in my profile so feel free to take a look if ya want XD (I feel like i've said this a lot recently... oh well)

Review are greatly appreciated! :3

Love NyanNyan-suru.