Tsunayoshi Sawada, also known as Vongola Decimo or Neo Primo, is right at this moment... confused as hell.

You might be wondering as to why.

Well, it seems like he was reborn. Into a girl.

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He remembered lying in his death bed with his family surrounding him. Ietsuna, (his eldest son and the current Vongola Don) along with Ieyatsu (his second and youngest son and the new CEDEF boss) are standing at each of his side. Beside them are their wives and children. (His grandchildren his weak yet still pure sky flames purred. His, it keeps whispering.) Almost all his guardians already moved on ahead of him. The only one left was Lambo. But he too, will soon join them. His hyper intuition said so, or his heart said so.

So, knowing that his time is almost up, knowing he succeeded on reforming the bloody mafia, he said "I had no regrets."

And with a kind, warm smile. He closed his eyes and let death take him.

The problem is, that seem to not happen.

Yes, he did got enveloped in darkness. He felt like he was floating. He expected the after life when he opened his eyes. Not a beautiful pink haired lady that was supposed to be his mother. And for him to be a baby, and a girl on top of that! But unfortunately, that's not the biggest shocking thing he'll find out once he open his eyes...

"What are we going to name her anyway?" a childish voice said.

The most shocking fact is that Vongola Primo's Storm Guardian G is currently standing there, in the room, in his three year old glory. ' Mio Dio, did I just... did I just got reborn as G's not supposed to exist younger sister?!' . Yup, fate hates him. ( or is it her now?)

"Now now, Guantino, be patient" the lady said. (should I call her Mom now?) G suddenly turns red. " Mom! I told you to call me G!" The lady just giggled. " Fine. G, are you happy now Guantino?" " What's the use of calling me G if you're going to call me in that name anyway?!" If possible, G's face became a darker shade of red.

I couldn't help but giggle.

They suddenly stop conversing and stared at me, making me a bit uncomfortable. "Oh, I know! I'll name you Renata!" the lady - mom - suddenly proclaims, making G blanch. "Her name literally means reborn!". It actually kinda fits me. Being reborn and all. But he doesn't need to know that.

"Then do you want to her name to be Guantina, hmm Guantino?" Mom asked. And I could say, G's face looks kind of amusing... Reborn influenced me too much. "Fine! name her Renata!" G shouts, looking awfully red. Mom just giggles at this. Then she looked at me, smiling widely and at the same time warmly, as she says

"Welcome to the family, Renata"

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Having G as a big brother really isn't so bad. In my infancy years he took care of me when Mom isn't home. And if there is one thing I learned from this, it's this.

Being an infant is hell.

Like knowing things you shouldn't know as an infant is one thing, but getting bored is another. And then there's the case when you know how to do things but you can't because your an infant! And the potty...it's humiliating! When I can finally walk the first thing I'll do is potty training! And don't get me started with the feeding.

(I wonder if this is how the arcobalenos felt when they got turned to infants...

Probably not, they're still strong even when reduced to infants after all)

Anyway, like I said before, having G of all people as a brother really isn't so bad. And really, it's nice to see absolute joy from him even he tries to hide it (and horribly fails) when he heard my first word.

"G!"

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"Oi! Rena!" G shouts from the front door, looking ready to leave. "What is it fratello?" I shouted back, walking toward him as I do so. "Tell Mom I'm going out!" G said as he opens the door. "Okay!" I said with a smile.

G had been going out a lot lately, saying that he has a friend there as an answer whenever I asks why. I never stopped him from going though, because for all I know, the kid he plays with at the village could be the future Vongola Primo , Giotto, himself. That possibly isn't too far off.

"Stay safe fratello!" I said with a bright smile. G smiles back, showing some teeth "Don't I always?"

And with that, he was off.

(G started calling me Rena since I was three saying my name was long and lame. I like it though.)

Adjusting to the whole turned-into-a-girl thing is quite harder than being reborn as G's not supposed to exist little sister. But I'm working on it. I could say that this situation is quite fun actually. Other than the fact of having an absent father (My mother won't tell us where our father went off to), I'm having a pretty nice childhood. The days I spent on our little home was always warm and filled with laughter and smiles.

I hope the luck I had on my other life doesn't start kicking again.

"Renata?" my mother's voice echoes lightly at the room, making me turn around. "Why are you standing there?" she continues as she walk toward me.

"Mom! fratello's out again. He's probably playing with the friend he talks about" I said, tilting my head upwards as I do so . My Mother just raised a brow, with an amused smile playing on her lip. "Oh really now, he-" she never got to finish her sentence because before we could fully process the situation, armed men barged in our house.

All hell broke loose after that.

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I'm running really fast right now. Tears freely flowing from my eyes. Turns out, the armed men were Mafia. They were there looking for father, who I honestly never met. Mom managed to make me escape, fighting them while telling me to run.

To live.

"Please Renata, for Guantino, your fratello. We can't let him live all alone now can we?" And so, ran I did. but Mom... she...

I looked back for a fragment of a second, only to see our house engulfed in flames, creating a blazing inferno.

...She took down the men with her.

I soon stopped running and hid in a tree that has a huge hole in it. Besides, it's not like I can run anymore with my legs feeling sore and my lungs burning with lack of oxygen intake and exhaustion. And once I'm comfortable enough and is no longer panting heavily, I opened my hands. On the palms of my hands is mom's necklace. Shaped like a teardrop and as blue as the wide sky, covered with golden linings. A necklace that shines when light hits it.

I'll miss her.

But what happens to G now? A person I grew to love as a big brother... will he think that I'm dead? Like mom?...

No use to think about that now

'At least his safe.' a part of my mind whispers. 'He's miles away from this disaster and alive.' The whispers continued. And those words alone somehow brought comfort to me. 'G's safe . My fratello's safe.' I repeated again and again, quietly in the privacy of my mind.

It didn't take long for me to fall asleep after that.

(On the deepest part of her heart, she weeps, for the loss of an amazing woman.

...Of an amazing mother)