Dreamscape-A Katekyo Hitman Reborn Fanfic

Prologue: Eavesdropping

*Prolougue:: Eavesdropping*

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-Phoenix, Arizona. Lennon Fraser middle school, 3:00PM - 

It was the middle of March and the warm weather did good to the moods of most people living in the warm city of Phoenix, note the most. Amongst the crowd of girls wearing the newest neofibre trench coats, a black haired teenager was standing. She was wearing a plain grey hoodie with a black shirt and jeans; fashion from more then 20 years ago. At the year 2075, the new trends were neofibre clothes, pants made of the best cotton that fitted form, and boots of now rare buffalo hide. The old clothes stood out, letting its wearer be picked on. Not, of course, that she minded. She was much too popular where she came from, being picked on seemed much better. Actually, the rumors spread around the school about her were very nearly true. They said that she was a slut; not true to the umpth degree, they said she was a hoodlum; this was close, but not quite. At this point she was much better than the average lazergun wielding mobster, thank you very much, she was Mafia. High class, disciplined warriors that cause (or correct) corruption. As the current heir of the most powerful famaligas in the world, the Vongola, so was far from welcoming to the popularity offered anywhere else. 

That aside, she was still grumpy. Why? Because she was busy. Yes, busy. Between paperwork, homework, meetings, missions, training and still having time for her friend, she barely had any time to sleep (or any other type of rest for that matter). Thus, there was no other explanation for her mood aside from probably "goddamned pissed". If only she could do the work she needed with her eyes closed...oh well, looks like its going to be another all-nighter ahead. ::And where the fuck is that goddamned driver?:: She took out her phone and speed dialed a contact named "Henry", who, a couple of seconds later took up the phone. 

"HENRY! Where is my ride home? I have paperwork to do, not to mention a ton of other things all piled up somewhere!" this demand was practically yelled into the phone, startling the girls beside her. 

"Mistress Vongola...please refrain from yelling... I happen to be stuck in traffic right now, so if you'd be as kind as to wait just a little longer...?" came the raspy reply.  (The "please" that hung in the air was pushed aside.)

"A little longer? I've been waiting for forty-five minutes at least! And the name, Henry." she sounded exasperated now, not to mention annoyed. 

"Oh, yes, of course mistress Katrina. My apologies. I will be there in just a moment, but I may have to break a couple of laws along the way...." 

"I DON'T CARE! JUST GET THE FUCKING HELL OVER HERE!" the newly named Katrina yelled into the cell. The girls were now eyeing her like she was crazy.  

"With all the due respect, Mistress Katrina, you were the one who wanted me to follow the laws In the first place...?" Henry sweatdropped, and swerved his car at the last second to avoid crashing into a truck. 

"Shut up, just get your ass over here!" at this, Katrina clicked her phone shut and stored it safely in her pocket, and absentmindedly started listening to the girls beside her. 

"Did you hear the news?" girl one said , turning back to the group after the unexpected outburst from "The old-fasioned nobody" of the school.

"No, like, what?" girl two replied. 

"Its, like, all the rage right now. You know, lucid dreaming!" 

"What the hell is that? Sounds weird... Is it like, a medicine for good dreams or something?" 

"No, you idiot, it's when you go to sleep then enter a dream where you control everything! It's damned cool!"  

"That sounds difficult... What's in it for us though?" 

"It really isn't, like, all you have to do is stare at a picture of where you want your dream to be set before you go to sleep. And if you have something in your hand, you can bring it with you. Gosh, I'm doing homework in there, like, doing homework in your sleep? That's cool." 

Katrina listened closer, this sounded useful. I'd she could use this to do paperwork... She inwardly danced a jig, ::Good, glorious sleep, here I come! :: 

"Hey, does that mean we can. Create a world too? Like, draw your dream home or something?" girl two asked. 

"God, are you stupid? Of course you can! Like, for me, I live in a mansion with space and furnishings of superstar level~ its so awesome, its scary." 

"That means I could live in a glam camp, and not need to spend and splurge at all? Wicked!" 

"Err, what the... A glam camp? That's old. But what's even cooler is that you can change your clothes with just a thought, and accessories too! So, whatever you want to wear, you only need to imagine yourself wearing it and POOF wardrobe in a flash!" 

She stopped listening at that, for she was already planning out a place for herself. Grand, like the Vongola mansion, but overlooking a town instead of being in the middle of a forest. Oooh yes, this was going to change, ::sleeeeep~::. She mentally took a note for the girls, she owed them one. 

Her thoughts were disturbed by the honk of an orange Mercedes Benz, and she walked up to it and opened the passenger door; only to be interrupted by police sirens. 

"Stop right there! This man was caught breaking several laws including speeding, and at least five others! We are here to take him into custody." a male police officer announced. 

Katrina only rolled her eyes, this wasn't the first time this had happened, hell, and this wasn't even the tenth time this has happened. Thank primo she remembered her Vongola pass today. She took out the small, black, wallet like pouch and opened it for the officers to see. Stunned was not even the beginning of their expressions.  

::Hahaha little fuckers~ Didn' expect that didya now? Well toooo bad!::  

The police officers grudgingly moved away and off, not without giving Henry another one of them 'evil eyes' (none of which he paid even the littlest of attention to, as he was examining the scrapes on his favorite 'normal' car.). 

"Henry... Stop doing that. As much as I like seeing those faces, it's getting tiring." Katrina said as she climbed into the passenger seat. 

"Of course mistress, now shall we get home?" said Henry, who was a blonde haired English butler-looking man, wearing all black attire. His blue eyes had already turned back to the road, and thus was not really paying attention. 

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-Phoenix, Arizona, Katrina's home, 4:24- 

::Looks like its time to give Ricky a call.::

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Konichiwa, minna san! This is my first fiction on wattpad, revolving around the reborn! Universe. I came up with the plot while in a reeaallly long road trip (with the help of a magazine). 

I used a couple of times here

Enjoy! 

(I don't own katekyo hitman reborn in any way, shape or form. For my birthday maybe?)

Edited 2012/7/29, so i'm not picking on blonds. sorry if I offended anyone! I actually didn't really notice =_=;