Hey everyone, this is probably (in theory) going to be longer than all the one-shots I've done. So bare with me as I attempt to a multi-chapter story, complete with sporadic updates.

The story idea is basically going to be an AU of Akame and Kurome switched places. Kurome will be in Night Raid and Akame with the Empire still. Akame will be the one betrayed when Kurome leaves. They'll have the same Teigus and personality quips and whatnot.

Now you guys will either hate it, or love it. Hopefully it's the latter and not the former. But we'll see!

Disclamer - I don't even speak Japanese.. I don't own Akame ga Kill.

Pairings - to be decided (if any)

Raiting - T for future language and blood/gore.

Word length - No idea.

Men and women of all ages walked inside the city. Cute shops lined sides of streets and kids could be seen playing soccer and tag with each other. A little girl could be seen begging a blond man for an ice cream. A beautiful woman standing next to the man laughing at his misfortune. Particularly as the girl looked at him with blue, pleading eyes. The man sighed and pulled a brown leather wallet with a flame sown carefully into the leather. A few crisp notes were pulled out of the wallet and handed over and the little girl received a triple scoop strawberry ice cream cone. A few shops over a young woman stood, flanked by two teens. She was pointing towards a box of sweets with some red filling inside. Her yellow hair rustled in the breeze and the two teens behind her looked bored.

Meanwhile, a young man entered the large city. His green eyes were sparkling with excitement, determination and wonderment. His clothes had seen better days, the pale yellow sweater he wore was speckled with mud and his white shirt looked somewhat brown. His dark grey pants were torn and frayed towards the bottom. Despite this, the diagonally strapped sword that was across his back, under a large hiking backpack, looked to be in pristine condition. His brown hair looked slightly oily, as if he had not properly bathed for a few days. He was from the country, this was very obvious to people living in the city. The yellow haired woman watched him with private amusement from behind her coffee cup a box of highly decorated sweets on the table besides her. The two teens from earlier were no where to be seen. The yellow haired woman took one more sip of her coffee before placing it on the saucer on the table. She picked up the sweets and put a few cold coins on the table as payment. She walked out of the cafe and followed the young man to the barracks, careful to keep a slight distance.

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"While Leone is out shopping-"

"More like swindling," a man interrupted, before shrunk under a heated glare and hastily apologized, "Sorry, Boss. It's true though."

"As I was saying, Leone stayed behind and sent you two back so she could some recon alone on a recent hire. Before I head out though, I'll explain it to you. The client has told us the family in question lures unregistered country men and woman of all ages with sweet words and promises of a warm room and good food. However, the food the country men are given, is laced with some sort of poison, which causes them to fall asleep. Then they are taken to a shed a either tortured by a little girl or drugged by her mother. The father of the household does his own torturing, and the guards know but did nothing, so they must be eliminated as well."

"Is there anything else we should know?"

"Well, as you know I will be leaving for a two or three days, so as usual, Bulat here is in charge. Make sure to listen to him this time Mein." The man leaning against the wall, who must have been Bulat nodded in response to being left in charge and grinned, "Dismissed."

The people in the room nodded before slowly ghosting out of the room and into various hallways to complete their daily routines. The man leaning against the wall, Bulat, walks over to a supply closet and pulls out a mop and bucket. He starts whistling happily and begins mopping the wooden floors. A green haired man, who had interrupted the Boss, headed outside into the forest to check on something. A pink haired woman headed to do the ever increasing amounts of laundry. A purple haired woman walked over to the dining room table, by the kitchen, and pulled out a book from a bookshelf. She opened it to the middle and started reading.

The youngest walked into the kitchen, she could not have been older than 15. Once in the kitchen she happily skipped around the center island, which was covered in various seasonal berries. The teenager happily popped a green grape into her waiting mouth, a slightly older blond man watched her attentively with angelic blue eyes. After a few minutes, the girl frowned unhappily as she realized she had eaten all of the fruits on the island in the kitchen. She sighed and turned around and looked around for something. She grinned happily and practically ran towards a brown sack on the counter. She opened the sack, pure elation on her face, and started to devour the sack's contents.

Throughout the hideout, a clock chimed. The girl stopped eating for a moment, and waited for it stop chiming. After twelve chimes it stopped, and the girl ate one last cookie before heading outside, the blond man following her.

The girl returned when the clock chimed seventeen times. Behind her, the same man carried a large basket. The basket looked filled with some sort of fish. The man dropped the basket onto the center island in the kitchen. The girl opened the basket and brought out one of the fish. She grabbed a knife from a nearby knife block, and started to prepare the fish to be eaten. A spine was removed, followed by the inedible innards of the fish.

"Hey Natala, would it kill you help me?" The girl complained when she noticed the blond man had returned to his post in the corner, "I know you can cook, you helped her."

The man nodded and grabbed a fish from the basket and grabbed his own knife and together, the two silently prepared the fish. After about half an hour, the seven fish were prepped and ready to be cooked. The man walked over to the bit of the kitchen that had no counters or cabinets. He bent down and cleared out the used wood and replaced it with new wood and lit the pit. He walked back over to the girl, and the two carried the fish over to the roaring fire. They placed the fish on a metal grill and waited.

The clock chimed nineteen times, and almost immediately, people rushed into the room sitting at different spots at the table. The purple haired girl that was reading had not moved. The girl from earlier walked in with steaming plates of fish and lemon. Another person wearing cowgirl attire walked in with two large bowls of rice. A large gorilla-like creature walked in, a bowl of fruit (where they got more fruit is a mystery) carefully carried in his large clumsy hands. Two older gentlemen walked into the room next with napkins, placemats, silverware, smaller plates, and cups followed. Finally, the blond man from before walked into the room carrying the remaining plates of fish. The servers disappeared one by one till it was only the girl left after they placed their food on the table.

"Fancy, Kurome," Bulat said from his spot at the head of the table, "Special occasion?"

The girl, now dubbed as Kurome, shook her head, "Nope! I just wanted to make fish, and we have too much rice, no room for my flour for cookies."

"I should've known," the green haired man groaned before dishing himself some rice and passing the bowl left towards the purple haired girl. The group ate their food, making pleasant conversation on what was taking Leone so long, she was going to miss dinner.

"I'm back!" A voice echoed throughout the hideout.

"In here!" the pink haired girl responded, her voice just as loud, much to the irritation of her dinner mates.

"Hey, Leone," Bulat said, "did you confirm the mission? Do we have something to do tonight?"

Leone grimaced slightly, "Yeah. The mother does indeed like to drug her victims. The girl likes torturing people. The father likes cutting off pieces of his victims little by little," the group flinched a bit, except Kurome, "Also, I swindled a guy today."

The green haired man snorted, "I told you so."

"Shut it, Lubbock. Anyway, two things. The first, Kurome, I have a gift for you." The girl perked up and opened her hands in excitement. Leone placed a box of sweets from earlier into her hand, "Enjoy, Kiddo."

Kurome made a face at "kiddo" but nodded and happily started munching on the sweets, her dinner already gone.

"The second thing is, the guy I took this from seemed pretty strong. If we see him again, it's worth trying to recruit him to the Revolutionary Army. We leave in fifteen minutes, by the way."

The group nodded and quickly tossed their plates into the kitchen sink, before rushing off once again to different parts of the place to prepare for the upcoming mission.

Alright, so I severely lengthened this chapter (as promised, just took we awhile). Anyway, all comments and critiques are more than welcome!