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Target IV: Life of a normal student pt. 1 Part III “Hm? A-Ah my apologies, I was just thinking about my Master, Rein-dono.” Rin snapped out of her thoughts and apologized with a lie to cover. It was dangerous to let her guard off even if it’s before her school lesson started. A confused look showed on Rin’s face at Rin’s apology, she wondered. “Your Master? Ah, do you mean your younger twin brother, Rin-kun?” Shook her head, Rin corrected. “He is my adoptive younger brother to be exact, Rein-dono. I'm born in April while my Master born in November.” “So its truth then...” A

Target IV: Life of a normal student pt. 1 Part II Down the stairs and to the left, the silent hallway echoed a pair of footsteps traveling to their destination. While Shiku was facing forward, Rin turned behind for a last glance to make sure her Master headed back to his class. Seeing that no familiar traces of his figure, Rin sighed to herself and faced back speak “I truly apologize for my Master’s behavior, Yukigami-dono. He doesn’t behave like this always...” “No need for the apology, Rin-kun.” Shaking his head, Yukigami turned to her with a polite smile as he assured “I understand. Mafia bosses

Target IV: Life of a normal student pt. 1 Part I “Of all students in my class I’ve ever seen.... You are the most incompetent student in my class!” The combat room was covered in black from the earlier big explosion.   Rin’s face stayed emotionless while her teacher, Matsusashi yelled at her.   She was not bothered by the surrounding conversations, much less Matsusashi's lecture. The Shadow remained calm as she examined the surroundings in the classroom, sighing a relief as no one got hurt by the mess she had made. “Are you even listening, Sawada Rin?!” Matsusashi growled, getting agitated by the Undices

Target III: Ino, Origin of Dying Will Part IV Previously: Heard the loud sound of a throat being cleared, Rin and everyone turned their head back to where Reborn stood. With a quick glance he had received everyone’s attention, the hitman took a piece of paper and give a small bleeding cut at the base of his index finger. Raised the hand with the bleeding finger in a gun position, Reborn then explained. “I’m sure all of you seen how Rin had ignited his Dying Will flame. But for an explanation, I’ll show you here. Example, Illuminato, fuoco pistola!*” ****** A second later after Reborn spoke his command, the blo

Target III: Ino, Origin of Dying Will Part I “How about this....? Why don’t you go with Ienari as his older sister- E-Err, I mean as his older brother instead?” “Older.... Brother....?” Rin now looked up, expressed both confusion yet curiosity on her face. A year before coming to Namimori, the Vongola 10th also known as Tsuna had called Rin into his office to discuss private matters. Though it was of Ienari's welfare she's in charge and.... Tsuna nodded “For all those years, you've done an excellent job in being his Shadow when he was missing. But, you’re still our family, Rin. I know you would stil

Target III: Ino, Origin of Dying Will Part II Previously: Rin raised her arm to wrap around Ienari's body in a cautious yet gentle manner. An apology for the worry she caused, and a reassurance that can't promise to Ienari that she wouldn't do it anymore. For him, her life was nothing but a tool to assure his safety. "If Dame-Tsuna is here, he would bawl in joy at how much closer you both had become... Rather, too close for a pair of siblings that is~" Rin flinched in surprise from the familiar amused voice. At once, she turned to the voice. ****** And soon, she was blushing in embarrassment at seeing the familiar hitman leaning against th

Target III: Ino, Origin of Dying Will Part III Previously: Walked and stood right at the opposite far end of the table, Reborn declared calmly. “With everyone gathered here, don’t you have ‘something’ you wished to say, Ienari?” As the guardians and Shadow turned to where Ienari was, the said Undicesimo chuckled amusedly and chirped. “Reborn-chan, if you make that scary face too much… It’ll remained stuck on your face~” Reborn’s black orbs narrowed, and glowered warningly. “You may be Dame-Tsuna’s Dame-son but, but I won’t hesitate to use any means to cough out wh

Bianchi stirred the contents of the pot she was cooking with a smile on her face.  She was making a meal in hopes of having Reborn fall in love with her.  Of course, to make sure that it was perfect she needed someone to taste test it for her. “Okay, Hayato, time to dig in,” stated the pink-haired cook as she placed a plate of her Poison Cooking in front of her half-brother. Gokudera looked at the food before him with dread.  How the hell does his sister not realize that everything she makes is inedible?!  Better question, how the hell did he get dragged into this?! ‘Today is the day I die and I haven’t even become

[Adult!Reborn x reader]                           Your eyes were closed, but your mind was fully awake. Your breaths came out slow, but your heart was far from calm. You were resting on the couch—legs stretched out, hands lay over your stomach—, but your body was tense. Your fingers played with one another, following a rhythm that seemed to be far away yet came from within your own chest. Your heartbeat was uneven, fast as thoughts kept plunging into your mind non-stop, without mercy. And then, the reason to your agitation himself strolled into the quiet room. Lazily, as to not make yourself too evident, you followed him wit

[Hibari x reader] AU                       The first step to delinquency comes from overlooking slip-ups, Hibari liked to believe. You glanced at the watch around your wrist, then at the bookcase in front of you. An exasperated sigh escaped your lips as you noticed –not for the first time– the disorganisation in which they were lined up. Out of the corner of your eye, you glanced at his expressionless face with furrowed features. Did he really think so low of you, assuming you wouldn’t know he purposely misplaced the books? There he was: sitting on his couch, arms crossed over his chest and gaze fixated on you. As usual