Irregular Pieces (KHR fanfiction)

Chapter Something

Two shadowed figure stood before the door.

"Is this it?" the Chinese girl with the braids asked checking the nameplate of the residence.

"Of course it is! After all, it was Lambo-sama who guided us here!" the curly haired boy boasted.

Another pair of people approached them.

"So this is where Reborn has been trapped...despicable woman," a pink haired woman snarled, biting her nail. Her emerald orbs shimmered with tears. "I'll free you soon, my love!"

The braided teen beside her sweatdropped. "I don't think Reborn would be trapped that easily," he chuckled, already knowing that the woman would ignore him. "Who's gonna ring the doorbell?"

"..."

"Rock, Paper, Scissors, GOO!!"

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"Why is it always Lambo-sama?!"

. . .

"Hey, Reborn. The doorbell's been ringing for over 6 minutes nonstop. Can't you go open it?"

Hinata winced as a hammer slammed down onto her skull. 

"Ah, sorry not sorry. I guess Leon wants a snack. Why don't you get one for him?" Reborn drawled lazily, rolling in his new hammock Nana had bought for him. He watched with satisfaction as the beautiful blonde left with a huff of annoyance.

"Open the door while you're at it!"

. . .

She really didn't want to open the door.

A muffled voice seemed to be crying, and another was shouting, and another one was spewing gibberish (Chinese?) as though in a panic. She could tell there was a fourth, but she couldn't hear whoever it was through the door. With a sigh, she finally gathered the courage to open it. A pile of stuff was flying straight toward her (it was too horrific to even be called food), and if it weren't for the plate that came with it, Hinata was sure to have died.

"W-w-what the fuck was that?!" she shrieked, staring in horror as the wall behind her was actually disintegrating. The culprit, a pink haired woman, smirked proudly.

"My own creation," she cackled, emerald orbs glittering with dark excitement. "Now, where's Reborn?"

Narrowed blue eyes glanced suspiciously as she gave a basic analysis to the one who appeared to be a leader of...supposedly three.

"Over here," said a voice from behind Hinata. The scornful look on the woman's face quickly morphed into one of utter adoration.

"Ah~ Reborn, il mio amore~!" she cooed, pouncing at the dark teen. He sidestepped at the last minute, the woman landing on her two feet with practiced ease as if this had happened many, many times. She cupped her cheek with her pale hand. "Oh my~ Reborn's being shy~"

"Baka-Hinata, go cut some apples," Reborn ordered, his voice firm. She would've argued if it weren't for the murderous expression on the handsome male's face. "Hurry up, brat. Leon's hungry."

. . .

Giotto was in a bad mood.

Why was Tsuna's pretty head resting on that wild brute's shoulder?!

He couldn't deny that it was an adorable scene, but nonetheless it irritated him to no end. The worst part was he couldn't do anything about it. G was floating next to a pan that was cooking bacon, and staring dead at him. Make any "unnecessary" movements against his chosen Decimo and he would kiss his ghostly head goodbye.