It was meant to be some sort of experiment. Admittedly, a rather twisted one, but an experiment nonetheless. He had not meant to take it this far, but unfortunately, he did. Lance McClain has not spoken in over half a year. No one has noticed. (A/N: I would prefer if you did not leave comments on this fic. Thank you for reading.)

Sometimes, a dream can mean more than it seems to be. Pairing: 69 × 27 Mukuro × Tsuna ( This story is a fanfiction to the anime called Katekyo Hitman Reborn. This story is rated R This is a yaoi one-shot. Yaoi means: Homoerotic romantic or sexual relationships between male characters This is a lemon one-shot. I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn. If I did, I would have Tsuna be with almost everyone. Sorry, Tsuna ^^; )

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Right after the moon incident: Tsuna was transferred to Kunugigaoka with the help of his father and Reborn, his brother's (Giotto) tutor because they want him to get better. That's what they said, but the truth is, they just don't want him getting in the way of their work. Tsuna knew they were lying so he just followed them. [FULL SUMMARY INSIDE]

Naruto Uzumaki is a genin who is proclaimed to be a knucklehead ninja. And a dead last. But what if he had known about his mother when he was 8, and given a scroll with her jutsu? Would Naruto still be that same loser, or claim his power as an uzumaki. I know I have a lot I need to finish but here I just had this idea and bam. New fic

Warning: Cursing, Yaoi, all things you call sexual, and...Reborn. A cliché story of a class trip to Italy? Not quite! Sawada Tsunayoshi, soon to be the official head of Vongola, faces something that may be the cause of him backing down on taking such an 'honorable' job. Don't worry! He has a list...a looooong one. What does it take to be a mafia boss? Well, perhaps coping with fangirls, his insane and spartan tutor that still wants to make his life miserable, a genius stalker, a yellow octopus...and his certain red-haired student can possibly let him be at peace? This'll probably take more than his dying will.

!! DISCLAIMER !! ** THIS BOOK IS NOT MINE ** KHR belongs to Amano Akira The plot and others belong to Aulia25 (FFN) (Am just a TRANSLATOR, who's trying my best) !! WARNING !! OOC Grammar and typos Super slow update The Sky represents harmony. It accepts everything and a place where all weathers lean on. The encouraging Sun, the free Cloud, the calming Rain, the protecting Mists, the revolting Storm, and the thunderous Lightning. Ryouhei, Kyouya, Takeshi, Mukuro, Chrome, Hayato, and Lambo, to them, there is only one Sky, and that person is Sawada Tsunayoshi.

"Maybe, in some parallel universe...we are still together...and so very happy." - Anonymous

Achtung: Alte Fassung. Neue ebenfalls auf Account zu lesen. Nicht jedes Märchen beginnt mit »Es war einmal...« und hat ein »Happy End«. Nicht alle Prinzessinnen sind wehrlos auf einen Retter in der Not angewiesen. Nicht selten ist das wahre Monster, wer seine Zähne und Klauen versteckt. Nicht immer lassen Träume einen am nächsten Morgen unbeschadet aufwachen. Kein Märchen ist einfach »nur« eine Geschichte... Wie Sonne und Mond, wie Tag und Nacht, aber auch wie Pech und Schwefel, so sind die Geschwister Mile und Sabrina. Sie halten zusammen, passen aufeinander auf. Bruder und Schwester gegen den Rest der Welt. So ist es seit dem Verschwinden ihrer Eltern und so wird es auch bleiben. Das dachten sie jedenfalls, doch das Schicksal hat andere Pläne mit den beiden. Plötzlich finden sich Bruder und Schwester in einer anderen Welt wieder. Eine Welt, in der Märchen real sind, jedoch anders, als sie in den Büchern stehen. Der ein oder andere Held ist gebrochen und mancher Schurke ist vielleicht doch nur Opfer einer vergessenen Geschichte. Twos, diese Welt, in der Drachen über magischen Wäldern ihre Kreise ziehen, ein verrückter Hutmacher Tee und Kuchen aus seinem Zylinder zieht, Piraten gegen Seemonster kämpfen, Rotkäppchen auf einem Wolf reitet, Götter auf der Erde wandeln und Städte in den Wolken erbaut werden, ist jedoch alles andere als »wie im Märchen«. So blendend Twos' Wunder auch sind, desto dunkler und schrecklicher sind seine Schattenseiten. Das Böse sitzt auf dem Thron. Blut tränkt die Schlachtfelder, Gewalt und Grausamkeit zähmen jeden Eigenwillen. Mittendrin landen Sabrina und Mile, die unversehens ihrer eigenen Herkunft auf die Spur kommen und Hoffnung einer ganzen Welt werden. Die Geschwister haben ihr Erbe anzutreten. Die Herrscher der Gezeiten sind zurück! Rechte vorbehalten. KEINE ©Public Domain. Fassung 1 Band 1 Gewinner Wattys 2016 - Trailblazers