Sorry folks! Been raining like crazy lately and there's no way I'm getting out in that!

"So let me get this straight. Your mom knew about the account but didn't say anything because she thinks you're absentminded?" said Kagome in disbelief.

"To be fair, she never really picked up on the fact I was heavily bullied. At least now I can actually buy things without having to wait for my birthday or Christmas," said Tsukiyo tiredly.

"Care to explain why your tutor told me I was to drag you shopping and that you weren't to weasel out of it until you had at least four different outfits?"

"Because he is an utter ass who destroyed all my clothes and made sure to burn everything save for the female uniform Kyouya made me wear," said Tsukiyo flatly.

"Everything?" said Kagome aghast.

"Everything," said Tsukiyo, peeved.

"Including your underwear?"

"He asked Chrome to go through it and find anything she hadn't seen in the laundry in the past couple of months. The majority of it was pretty much destroyed once she did. Though to be fair I tend to get rid of the ones that don't fit anyway."

"So what sort of budget are we looking at here?"

"Enough to fill my wardrobe four times over, with some to spare. And that's even if we hit the brand name stores."

"So basically I'm being bribed to go shopping with my cousin and her only real female friend. Both of whom have no idea how to shop for female clothes and necessities," concluded Kagome. "Good thing I've done this with my mom before."

"And it's a good thing you live in Tokyo. There's better stores here."

"More expensive though," agreed Kagome.

With the boys...

"Why can't we join them?" asked Hayato.

"Do you really want to get roped into carrying the bags for them? Besides, we all know you're not really interested in any of them as a girlfriend anyway," said Reborn bluntly. "Which is why we're merely staying close by while they shop, since they agreed to stay in one mall and at least text us which general area they're hitting next."

The girls were already planning to rope Hayato and Takeshi into carrying the bags to the car. Considering Kagome pulled out all the stops in regards to her cousin's wardrobe, there were already a sizable number of them, already checked over by Reborn.

In an effort to get Tsukiyo used to wearing female clothing again, there were only a handful of pants and a number of skirts. And the less said about the lingerie Kagome had coaxed Tsukiyo and Chrome into buying, the better.

Though in acknowledgment of the fact Tsukiyo was firmly a hand to hand fighter, there were a number of discreet shorts to keep boys from getting an eyeful whenever she did any high kicks.

Tsukiyo had to be dragged into the swimwear store, and even then she still balked at the idea of wearing a bikini.

She was barely comfortable running around in a sports bra and shorts. No way in hell was she wearing anything that skimpy just yet.

In the end Tsukiyo had not only filled her closet almost to the brim with clothes that fit, but she had finally gotten her hands on a really good digital camera and several SD cards to fill up with pictures. Not to mention a proper printer that she could play around with.

Chrome had gotten some new things too, though not nearly as much as what Kagome convinced her cousin to buy.

Hayato and Takeshi's backs were not thanking them when they had to haul everything to the car.

"Holy shit, is that Dame-Tsuna?" said Kimiko. She was one of many girls in "Tsuna's" class, but had never really registered the worst student in school before this.

Tsukiyo walked into the school with an unhappy look on her face that quickly disappeared when she saw Kyouya.

"Wao. I see the shopping trip did you some good after all."

"I am still spiking his coffee with something foul for destroying everything that was in there," said Tsukiyo.

Seeing a few of Kyouya's more die hard fan girls nearby, she hid a grin.

"Want to give your fans a heart attack?"

Kyouya's smirk was very telling, and he was rather pleased when his Omnivore kissed him on the lips in front of the entire school.

Dead silence filled the air, along with outright shock. Especially when he didn't try to bite her to death for the act, but rather wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Mine."

Tsukiyo beamed brightly at him, ignoring the shocked whispers of her classmates.

It took three hours before she had to deal with her annoying classmates.

"So Sawada, how long have you been hiding your gender?" asked Hana. She was somewhat neutral to Tsukiyo, partly because she didn't care, but also because the smaller girl had openly protected her best friend and put that condescending monkey in his place.

"Since I was almost twelve. Kyouya agreed to ignore the fact I was wearing the wrong uniform...until it became obvious I was a girl."

"The demon prefect actually lets you call him by his first name?" said Hana in disbelief.

"Considering he's my boyfriend, is it really that surprising? Keep in mind none of you bothered to get to know me well enough to realize I was a girl before this. Unlike some people I know how to exercise discretion," said Tsukiyo bluntly. She didn't name names, but there were more than a few girls in class who would happily crow to the rooftops if they had managed to snare even one of the top five hottest boys in the school as a boyfriend.

She wondered how Hayato would react to the knowledge he had the third spot, with Takeshi barely holding onto the second. Kyouya, in spite of his habits, had secured the top of that particular list a very long time ago.

Hana rather liked Sawada. And wondered how she missed such an interesting person in her class for so long.

"This coming from a girl so flat chested she had to stuff her bra this morning?" sneered one of the looser girls in class.

Tsukiyo leveled a flat look at the girl, which shut her up rather effectively.

"Until recently I've been disguising myself as a boy. Do you really think I have any illusions about my bust size? Besides, you can blame my home tutor for thinking it was funny to set fire to all my clothes and forcing me to go on a shopping spree with my cousin to get new ones," deadpanned Tsukiyo.

"Your tutor destroyed your clothes?" said Hana aghast.

"Apparently he was very unhappy with the fact I didn't have any 'decent' outfits in my wardrobe, and decided to rectify that by insuring that I got new ones. He's a bit of a fashion snob, unfortunately," said Tsukiyo in annoyance.

Hana looked appalled that her tutor had gone that far to force the smaller girl to update her wardrobe. Then again, she had seen what Sawada considered casual wear.

Perhaps it was a necessary measure to insure the girl's mother paid for clothes that actually fit?

"So how did you convince Hibari-san to date you? Did you have to spread your legs?" said the same girl from earlier. Tsukiyo didn't bother to remember her name.

"No, I just survived him when he was bored and proved I was not only fine with his habit of biting idiots like you to death, but also that I could be his new favorite sparring partner," said Tsukiyo flatly. "Or did any of you forget the fact I kicked Mochida's ass for being a misogynistic pig who thought he could force Kyoko-san into being his girlfriend?"

Hana really liked Sawada for that one. Best of all the girl had also alerted Ryohei to the issue, and he had insured Mochida stayed far away from his little sister unless she approached him first.

Tsukiyo snorted.

"Besides, we currently have a competition to see who can find the best swears in different languages. So far he has me beat in Mandarin but I trounce his ass in Italian, French and Latin."

"...How many languages do you actually speak?" asked Hana surprised.

"I'm fairly fluent in Italian and French, and I can muddle through Latin and possibly English. I'm still on the bare basics of Mandarin and that's mostly because I-Pin has been helping me, while I teach her Japanese."

Tsukiyo wasn't entirely surprised when Hana managed to push her way into their little rooftop lunch, or that she dragged Kyoko with her.

"So... what's the real reason you hid your gender?"

"Ever heard of the Stephen King book called Carrie?" asked Tsukiyo.

"Vaguely. Some girl with a strict mother loses it and kills everyone at her high school prom, I think."

"Now replace the pig's blood with a general fear of being assaulted by your classmates," said Tsukiyo.

Hana's eyes widened, before sharpening.

"That...explains much. And I can't say it's a baseless fear considering the reputation you had and the rather disturbing amount of apathy from the teachers and adults," said Hana. "Though seriously, who in their right mind names their daughter Tsunayoshi?"

Tsukiyo coughed.

"It's actually Tsukiyo. I came up with the name Tsuna to help disguise my gender, and as you can tell it worked. Perhaps a little too well, but you can't have everything."

Hana nodded in satisfaction. That sounded like a proper name for a girl, at least.

"Um... Can I call you Kiyo-chan?" asked Kyoko.

Tsukiyo looked at her owlishly.

"The only one who ever calls me that is Ieyasu-nii...right before he tackles me into a hug."

"You have an older brother?" asked Hana. "I thought you were an only child or something."

"He's sort of my older brother. He's a somewhat distant relative, but we look a bit too much like each other, so we decided to treat each other like brother and sister. And no, I'm not an only child. I have a little brother named Tatsuya, but he generally stays with his own friends."

"How old is he?" asked Kyoko with interest.

"Roughly ten," said Tsukiyo. "And I don't mind being called Kiyo-chan, by the way."

She reached into her bag to pull out her phone.

"This is Tatsuya, and this is Ieyasu-nii," said Tsukiyo, helpfully swiping her photo app open.

"Did you take these? They're pretty good," asked Hana. She stared at 'Ieyasu', before blinking. "No wonder you call him your older brother... you two could pass for twins or something, if it wasn't for the lighter hair."

"I know, right? Shocked him too when we first met, but now we're pretty close. The girl in the miko outfit is my cousin Kagome," said Tsukiyo, eyeing the pictures Hana had up.

"I think I've seen her around town before...with that weird cosplayer," said Hana.

"Her sort of boyfriend Inuyasha. They would be dating but his ex-girlfriend isn't entirely out of the picture yet. He still has a lot of hang-ups about how they broke up in the first place and she hasn't quite moved on from him."

"An awkward triangle?" asked Hana.

"Like you wouldn't believe. Inuyasha and Kagome are close, but every time Kikyo enters the picture all bets are off on who he pays the most attention to. It doesn't help some jealous creep who Kikyo had been trying to help at the time turned them against each other with a few fake lies, causing them to break up," said Tsukiyo.

It wasn't quite accurate, but it was close enough to the truth.

Hana handed back the phone.

It was nice, having more female friends to talk to. And it didn't hurt that Tsukiyo could calm Ryohei down by agreeing to fight him in the boxing ring and actually knowing how to fight using only her fists.

The Sun damn near adopted her for that, especially since she didn't mind sparring with him once a week, so long as it didn't conflict with her weekly fights with Kyouya.

Tsukiyo was rather twitchy, and if one more of these idiots tried to grab her ass without warning she was going to hurt someone.

Instead she took the smarter road out...and escaped to Kyouya's office.

"Words cannot describe how much I absolutely hate teenage hormones," said Tsukiyo flatly at the look he was giving her. "If one more idiot tries to cop a feel someone is going to be going to the hospital for broken bones."

Kyouya growled at that.

"Someone has been trying to lay their hand on you?"

"They keep trying to see for themselves if I really am a girl. Never mind the looks I've been getting from the teachers because the uniform shows off the fact I do actually have curves. It's a good thing I'm rather secure in my looks, otherwise I would have made several girls cry from the fact they keep insinuating that I stuff my bra to make my chest look bigger," said Tsukiyo with annoyance.

It was less that she stuffed it and more that she finally had proper support for her chest. It didn't give her as many back-aches now.

Kyouya was clearly pissed at hearing that.

"This could have been mostly avoided if you didn't insist I wear the correct uniform," she reminded him. "The whole incident would have been forgotten about in a week, if not two."

Kyouya wrapped his arms around her possessively and she happily leaned into him.

"You've been hiding long enough," he said flatly. "Besides, you look better in a skirt."

That made her blush a bit.

"Certainly gave Ieyasu-nii and the others a near heart attack, seeing me in one. I had to show them pictures of the other outfits before they believed me when I said this skirt length was fairly moderate in comparison," snickered Tsukiyo.

Ieyasu almost hadn't recognized her when she showed up, if not for the feel of her flames.

Needless to say the others were very shocked at the transformation and had spent the entire visit rather uncomfortable at the fact her gender was firmly being reinforced.

Didn't mean she felt even the least bit comfortable wearing a skirt though. Kyouya had given her a somewhat longer than standard one, and she still felt exposed because she was so used to pants.

Reborn had made it clear she wasn't allowed to wear pants for a least a month and had hidden all the new ones she bought. He allowed her to wear the shorts, mostly because of her fighting style, but that was it.

It took her several moments to realize Kyouya had his hand on her ass, before the blush firmly rooted itself on her face. Unlike the other idiots who tried it, she could feel the difference in the way he was holding her.

Kyouya wasn't trying to wander to places she didn't like. He was being a possessive bastard at the moment, especially after she mentioned several boys already trying to cop a feel.

Somehow she had the feeling several of the worst offenders were going to be making visits to the hospital soon.

Rather than try to fight him off, she nuzzled into his neck, to his satisfaction.

Like hell was he going to let the herbivores harass his girlfriend, and potentially set off her phobia.