My Ammunition [KHR Fanfiction]

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The streets were busy. The noise was emminent. The second hand smoke was prominent, the odor in any and all directions.

Mitsuko was finally outside. The light of day and the busy cars didn't seem to change one bit from the years she's been trapped inside her room. Yet even the colorful buildings here in Italy were astonishing. She even pondered if her old classmates and parents even remembered her.

"So, pretty lady. You new around here?" The man behind the wheel asked, making the girl flinch slightly. Looking up front at the driver, she was in a simple cab, sitted properly with her legs closed and her hands on her lap.

"No sir. I came from Japan originally. I only came here to visit." She replied curtly, blinking as the car made a right turn where the road would soon diverge into a forest path. Her eyes would soon dart back to the window, ttying to distract herself from the man that sat directly in front of her.

"Visiting? I see." The man could only reply, discontinuing any means of conversation left. The cab stopped just near the front of the large gates. Out the windows, Mitsuko could see the big mansion, where the Vongola Famiglia resided in.

The driver soon got his payment and the girl opened the door quickly, steppibg out of the car; Taking her luggage and umbrella with her. "Well, good luck little lady." The man said before closing the door.

She could see the yellow car soon leaving and its figure lost in the horizon. Looking back at the big metal gates, she could see in the corner of her eye a small camera looking down on her.

"State your business here girl." A calm tone had emmited from the speakers. A male, probably around 23 years of age.

She could only guess that, that was the voice of Kyoya Hibari. One of the Vongola Famiglia's strong members. Using her left hand to carry her small suitcase, her other hand made it's way to the pockets of her small dress and took out some folded pieces of paper fron it.

Getting near the camera, she unfolded the paper and stood on her tiptoes with the paper being raised in front of te CCTV. "Um.. I'm here for the marriage contract sir." She said gently, trying to not cause suspicion from the male on the other side.

After a little bit, the front gates clicked open, with tge gates pushing forward for the possibily of entering. She could probabl just run, but wouldn't that make her too suspicious? Yeah. Let's not do that.

" Ms. Akahoshi proceed. Hayato over there will be escorting you to our boss."

"Try anything suspicious and Tsuna's right hand man will no hesitate to kill you." Hibari trailed, with the girl shivering slightly from his tone. Deciding to ignore his threat, she made her way near the gate.

Looking around, she couldn't really see anyone. Who was this Hayato? Hibari didn't even describe what he looked like.

Mitsuko was about to walk when, a man with silver hair and black suit had suddenly taken her luggage from her hands. Not knowing the man, she didn't let go, and caused the guy to stop in his tracks. With him looking back.

Mitsuko did not let go of her grip on her suitcase. Who was this guy anyway? Doesn't he know its rude to just take people's things??

She puffed her cheeks and th silver hair male could only look back at her confusion evident in his features. Realizing what he was doing however, he quickly placed his free right hand on his chest and bowed down at the female.

"The name's Gokudera Hayato." He raised his head, now placing his free hand on the pocket of his suit's matching black pants.

Ah, so this is Hayato. She noted, letting go of her luggage, the man continued carrying her suitcase and walked on along with him in pure silence.

He was the Right hand man of the Vongola Famiglia's boss? He seemed so laid back its practically impossible to tell that he's actually in a high position.

But then again, she hasn't seen him fight yet. For all she knows, one wrong move and she could already be dead by his hands.

As they are coming to a close and nearing the front doors of the big mansion, a man with black hair and baby tanned skin suddenly jumped out from high above the tree, an idiotic smile plastered on his face.

Hayato, who was not quick to react had no time to dodge and was soon hit by the falling man.

"Oops, sorry 'bout that Gokudera." A goofy smile emminated from him as he was sat beside the fallen Hayato who had an irk mark in his face.

"What the hell you little baby face!" He screamed, making Yamamoto sweatdrop.

"Oi! That isn't very nice to talk to your older brother like that." The man replied, the smile not leaving his face.

"Bastard, we're the same age!" and the two began quarelling, well with teh exception of Yamamoto who only kept replying back with witty remarks and all.

Mitsuko could only stand there and watch the two argue it out. They probably argue all the time.

She stared at the tanned boy; wearing the same suit and tie as Gokudera, he had a small bag around his torso which she would assume were a metal bat inside. Yup, this guy must be Takeshi Yamamoto.. great, more potential killers.

The two kept arguing on and on, and minutes passed, she was still standing there in the scortching heat of the sun. Now it was her turn to get an alleged irk mark on  forehead.

Dropping her red frilled umbrella, she stomped her way down over to them, still protraying her lady-like gracefulness. Lifting both her arms, she placed a hand on the two boy's ears and began pulling them apart. As if she was a mother trying to break a cat fight from two siblings.

The two stopped and felt the stinging pain on their ears as Mitsuko pulled on them. Blood rushing to each of their ear to make it look red.

"Boys, would you be so kind enough to stop arguing for a while and take me inside where I can see the 10th? Then you can continue fighting." She smiled, though her voice was obviously annoyed and low.

The two realized what they were soon doing and stopped. Standing up, they bowed down a good 90° angle and apologized.

Sheesh. This is going to be a long ride..