Insanely Average

Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn © Amano Akira

Synopsis: "Being average isn't so bad but I'd like to think that I'm somewhat insane as well. What do you think, Tsuna-kun?" He looked at her oddly. "W-Who are you?" He asked and she simply grinned. "Kobayashi Asahi, at your service." SI-OC

CHILDHOOD ARC

Devouring

Kobayashi Asahi was your normal average toddler until the day she accidentally tripped over a set of stairs and hit her head hard enough for her to enter into a short coma. During those four days of unconsciousness, she had received an onslaught of memories. Specifically, that of her past self's.

It was a painful process but eventually the pain receded.

She had a different name once, but it was one that she could and would not be able to remember anytime soon or in the near future.

There were other parts of her memories as well that remained a blank.

Instinctively, she knew it had been erased for a reason - yes, it was not blocked or anything like that, but erased - humans were not meant to remember their past lives after all. They were meant to start with a clean state but somehow, she had managed to regain her past memories, just like that. It reminded her all-too much of those web-slash-light novels-slash-manga-slash-fanfictions she had read so often.

(Man, those were a lot of slashes.)

It wasn't transmigration per se since her toddler body didn't experience death. Rather, it was more like an assimilation - no, a devouring.

Between an ego that had recently developed and an ego that had undergone more maturation, which one would take over? Would it not be the latter one? The past ended up inadvertently consuming the present; discarding the previous self and simply taking the memories it would need instead, thus creating the current her.

The current Kobayashi Asahi.

Although guilt had sown itself deeply into her heart. (Consuming the soul of the younger Asahi was considered as killing someone, right?)

(...)

(...Am...am I a murderer...?)

(...Haha, of course not...!)

(...)

(..I'm not...right...?)

(...right?)

(...)

(...Maybe if I tell her parents, it'll turn out alright...?)

(...maybe...)

(...)

She thought to herself in delusion.

What would the previous-Asahi tell her parents?

The truth?

It's what a good and obedient kid like the previous-Asahi would do after all.

A decision had soon been made.

(I-I'll tell them as soon as I awaken!) She thought in determination.

But when she finally regained consciousness, she found herself unable to tell them.

Her (not)parents couldn't help but engulf her with tight hugs and showery kisses once she awakened. They were in relief and much too happy at seeing their own (not)child healthy and awake instead of the frighteningly still state she had been in before. The doctor-in-charge asked her if she was alright and did a few check-ups on her before deciding that she was alright to be discharged the next day. He was a friend of her (not)parents and was someone who was considered to be her (not)godfather.

(Stop it! I'm not the Asahi you know!) She had wanted to say but kept it in her thoughts instead.

(...)

Once she was alone, she hung her head down and began to tremble. It wasn't in happiness at the thought of being alive as others would have expected. Suddenly, she couldn't help but start laughing silently like a madwoman. Tears sprung from the corner of her eyes.

(...I...I am a fool...)

(Who said it would be so easy to tell them the truth?)

That had been her first mistake.

(Ahaha - no, I simply assumed it would be easy to do so.)

She had been deluding herself that she was no murderer and that telling the previous-Asahi's parents would make her feel better.

Make her feel like she had no fault.

(I'm just a normal person who died! Why did this happen in the first place?!)

The next day, she left the hospital together with her (not)parents and soon arrived at her (not)home.

ooo

Weeks passed by and the incident eventually drifted away from their minds, their daily routine resumed as if it was never interrupted in the first place. It was a Wednesday when her (not)mother decided that the two of them could visit the local park so that she could make some friends. Unfortunately, it did not work as (not)Asahi felt out of place with the squealing children running about.

(I do not belong here. Why am I still here?)

She stayed under the shade of a tree as she watched the children her age playing with each other. They looked so happy and content that she didn't dare to make herself intrude upon them. She wasn't even the real Asahi to begin with. They wouldn't like her anyway. Even as a teenager, she was the awkward one and wasn't one for assertiveness, not unless the situation called for it. Her amethyst colored eyes drifted around until they passed by a very familiar-looking spiky brown hair.

Wait.

It couldn't be.

She read fanfics of the anime of course but being reincarnated into one was a part of those really 'highly impossible' situations. She rubbed her eyes before looking again to double-check.

Nope.

It really was him.

Sawada Tsunayoshi.

One of the main characters of Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

She face-palmed as soon as she realized it.

But then she stilled, her hand still on her face.

(Could it be?)

She nervously took a peek at his lone form sitting within the sand box. He just looked so lonely. Her thoughts began to clash as she thought of what she should do. Her logical side told her that it was better to avoid him and just live a peaceful life away from him while her insane side entertained the idea of being a part of the chaos that he would eventually live in.

(Perhaps this was the reason why she came into existence again, even if she inadvertently ended up - no, she wasn't going to finish that thought.)

Ah, screw it.

She stood up and took a few hesitant steps before arriving in front of him. He was busy trying to make a sand castle but failing very miserably. He looked near-ready to cry.

(Aah, I'm here in front of him!) She panicked internally.

She cleared her throat before speaking up.

"Being average isn't so bad but I'd like to think that I'm somewhat insane as well. What do you think, Tsuna-kun?" She said.

(I should have thought things through before approaching him, what kind of starting conversation was that?!)

He looked up from his crumbled sandcastle and looked at her oddly. "W-Who are you?" He asked. "H-How do you know my name?!"

(Hehe, oops. I'm not supposed to know his name yet but right now I'll just pretend I didn't hear his second question.)

She took a deep sigh and steeled herself.

(It's probably not my place...

but I'll take it as something fate decreed then.)

A grin appeared on her face and she suddenly bowed to him with a flourish. "Kobayashi Asahi, at your service." She said. It was pretty out-of-character for her (or maybe it wasn't?) since she was usually the shy one but she decided that at least just this one time, she would be the one to take the initiative.

(At the same time, maybe this can be one of my amendments of having done something I shouldn't have - whether it was on purpose or not.)

"Hm." She frowned as she bent down to his level. "Is something wrong, Na-chin?"

"N-Na-chin?" He exclaimed incredulously.

Asahi grinned once again as she held out her hand towards him. "Yeah! It's my nickname for you. Wanna be friends?"

(Do you want to be friends with someone who didn't mean to kill another?)

He hesitated for a moment before nodding. "U-Un." He stuttered out.

Internally, she sighed in relief. (Thank you.)

"Great! Call me Hi-chan then."

"H-Hi-chan?"

It was at that moment that she was hit by a beam of adorableness from the future mafia boss known as Sawada Tsunayoshi. Before the little boy knew it, he was being engulfed into a hug by the girl who had just befriended him.

"Nyaa~ You're way too cute, Na-chin!" She nearly squealed.

"Eehh?"

(I'm sorry for taking this life from you...

...but nevertheless, thank you for giving me this second life...

...taking care of this young boy will be my one of my amendments to you...

...other Asahi...)

A/N: Edited - 1/31/17

Soo, what do you think? I ended up making Asahi have angst this time around. (Meep! What have I done?)

P.S. Poll about her flame type is still up!