Sunset Hue (KHR Fanfiction)

Jealousy Sucks

A/N:

I took the scenes that happened in this chapter from the manga and not from the anime.

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The Girl

Something strange was going on, Mia thought. But then, when you know Reborn, plenty of strange things happen to you. A fine example would be her best friend Sawada Tsunayoshi. Now Mia had always constantly reminded Tsuna not be fooled by Reborn because he was easy to mess with (sad but true) and right now, something was definitely happening to him. Mia wasn't sympathetic. Tsuna may not be convinced that Reborn was the one at fault but she thought otherwise. She wasn't stupid. Haru was hanging around with Bianchi and seeing as that Reborn hadn't been seen lately, she assumed that Reborn was messing with them as usual.

But she didn't tell Tsuna that. He wanted to ignore her advice? That's cool. At least his problems weren't as big as her headache.

It wasn't anything serious but lately there was a strange buzzing sensation happening in her ears. It felt like her brain was being microwaved. Oddly enough, Fuuta was experiencing a small level of discomfort as well. She assumed something was wrong with the air conditioning and sent him back to the Sawada residence until she could find the cause of the problem.

She glanced outside her bedroom window and saw Haru walking around with a gigantic backpack. She blinked, thinking that she might be seeing things. But no, Haru's backpack really was huge and it was bulging. Mia was surprised that the girl could carry something so heavy. She went back to looking through her notes, trying to see if the Vongola had anything on the Arcobaleno.

Her phone vibrated and she looked at the message sent to her.

Some freaky old lady was asking for help! Her face was melting! - Tsuna.

Her face was melting?

It's probably just your imagination Tsuna. She texted back.

His reply was instant.

I'm starting to think I should be getting used to this.

Mia smirked and replied,

You should be. I'm pretty cool with it.

Leaving it at that, she set her phone aside and went to sort out some packages that was delivered to her home a few days ago. The boxes were sent from Italy to her father. She had left them beside her door feeling too lazy to move them but it was starting to bother her so she wanted them out of her sight. There was a letter that came along with the boxes but she didn't touch it. If it was meant for her Papa then she shouldn't look into his stuff. She was lugging the boxes - damn were they heavy - when one particularly heavy one toppled out of her hands.

She thought it was filled with trinkets and the sort. She was right. That is, they were priceless artifacts. Each item had to be something from a different century and Mia was horrified she had dropped such important relics. She immediately began putting them back into the box when one caught her eye. It was a broken end of a horn by the size of her thumb. At least that's what she thought it to be. She didn't know the history of horns but from what she knew, they were made with either copper or brass and this one was neither. It was a perturbing shade of dark violet and was metallic. What it was made of, she could only guess. When she reached out to pick it up, her headache became worse. Her head throbbed and she felt like throwing up. But she persisted, trying to ignore the raging of nerves in her head. When she touched it, it was cold as ice and shot up her arm like an electric shock.