Me: It's been so long since I have wrote fanfiction. Getting a boyfriend and having a social life made me forget about my anime life quite a lot until I started convincing my boyfriend to start watching anime with me. Now I'm back into watching it, and I'm ready to write! THIS TIME I HAVE MORE EXPERIENCE WITH ROMANCE. HUEHUEHUEHUEHUE. :D I think I'm going to try to make this a little more serious this time.

Gokudera: Feh! Then this story actually ends up more on the humorous side. Just like The Narcoleptic Girl.

Me: I TRIED.

Yamamoto: Yeah Gokudera! Don't be so harsh!

Gokudera: SHUT UP.

Me: THAT'S WHAT YOUR MOM SAID.

Gokudera: She's dead.

Me:...That's what your mom is.

Gokudera: FUCK YOU.

Yamamoto: Katekyo Hitman Reborn belongs to Amano Akira. Characters and plot was borrowed only for a fan's dream!

Me: Guys, I was just kidding when I said I was going to make this story more serious. SERIOUS IS BORING. HURRAY FOR DIRTY JOKES. By the way, the idea where my character is a girl and can turn into a guy when splashed with cold water was inspired by Ranma 1/2 and my dear friend Yanase, also going by The Fool Arcana (she's got two accounts, one is a backup). Guys, you should check out her profile and read her stories! DO IT AS A FAVOR FOR ME...If you even know me.

Chapter One

"Hey man, share some of your food or else I'll give you my D." A young Chinese boy that had white unkempt silky locks as hair matching his incredibly pale face, and large gold eyes, stared at his classmate. His lips had formed into a pout, and he was sniffling while poking the sporty looking classmate with a finger. "Come on bruh! Be a good man! I forgot my lunch!" he moaned in distress, sniffling. He had a thick Chinese accent that was hard to miss. Thankfully the Japanese students were intelligent and could decipher what he was trying to say. His poor communication skills with vivid hand signals did not help, and it mainly caused a distraction compared to just listening to him speak.

The sporty guy laughed jokingly while saying, "Screw you! You always forget your lunch at home!"

"That's rude man. Take it back or I'm going to slap your face with my dick," Yue cried loudly, despite having a cheeky grin on his face.

"You're right man, I'm sorry...L-O-L Just kidding. Fuck you. You know I hate sharing my sexy mac and cheese." With that, the unnamed guy downed his food in one go. The classmates laughed wholeheartedly at the strange behavior the two had displayed, mainly at the Chinese boy. The young man dropped to his knees dramatically. Real tears had begun pouring out his eyes, snot dripping out his nose, and he slammed his fist on the ground repeatedly. He was crying profusely out of hunger and sadness.

"YOU PIECE OF SHIET."

It's been exactly half a year since Xin Yue transferred to Namimori. He arrived during junior high school in the middle of the first semester. He made a couple of friends here and there, but rarely hung around a certain crowd for a long period of time. The Chinese boy had a bad habit of always wandering around because he got extremely bored quickly. Luckily, due to his attractive appearance and likable personality, Yue certainly had a good image with majority of the students at school. The dumb students of course; the intelligent students steered clear of his presence because of his stupidity.

"Score! The girls gave me melon bread!" Yue exclaimed with joy. He began stuffing his abnormally large mouth with food eagerly, a blissful expression on his face as he skipped down the hall gaily. Yue abruptly came to a halt and his face turned sour. His mood had been completely ruined by something—more like someone.

"Xin Yue, you have yet to dye your hair to a natural hair color." Hibari Kyoya, the sexy handsome prefect that all girls secretly wanted to do. What a shame too. He was such a hottie yet he had a shitty personality. Surely if he was much nicer and smiled once in a while (maybe twerk five times a day in just boxers), a lot of girls would be at his feet begging for him to deflower them. Yue would have wanted him to deflower the boy too. Except there was two problems. One: Yue was a guy and homosexuality wasn't accepted (publicly for now). Two: Because Yue was a guy, Hibari showed him no mercy compared to the females. Once you break a law of his, he's going to take his tonfa and make you cry with just a flick of his wrist—if said person who broke law is unlucky. Unless it's a female. Wretched foul women were lucky to escape his wrath majority of the time.

"B-But Hibari-san!" Yue squeaked. His voice turned oddly high-pitched for a guy. "This is my natural hair color! We've been through this many times!"

"Don't lie to me Xin Yue," Hibari said sharply, narrowing his eyes at him. "You're not even wearing the correct shoes in school or a proper tie."

He gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Uhh...The fan girls took it and sold it on eBay?"

"I highly doubt that."

"I love you?"

"I'll bite you to death." Yue let out an agonizing scream. "Herbivore, I haven't even hit you yet."

"...Oh. You did throw out your catchphrase though. Once the word bite processes through my head, I scream because you hit me after that. Usually." He paused and chuckled hesitantly, his eyes darting back and forth from Hibari and to the open windows rapidly. "Can I at least try to escape?"

"No." Yue did not have time to throw himself out the window and evade his punishment because the prefect had grabbed him by his ankle in the middle of a jump and dragged him to hell forcefully. Errm...the Reception Room actually. Which in all reality was labeled hell because majority of the students dragged in there came out traumatized for life and obeyed school rules afterwards...Then there were people like Yue. He came to the room frequently that he had become friends with all of the committee members unintentionally. Albeit always coming out with some sort of injury, it would be gone the next day. Chinese medicine had magical powers apparently.

"OW! CAREFUL WITH THE FACE, IT ATTRACTS THE...ladies~."

Yue winked to the audience before getting beaten up by a disgusted prefect.

Yue was grumbling curse words under his breath in Chinese on his walk home. Hibari was always trying to pick a fight with him. He never did anything wrong at all. Okay...so maybe the first time they met, he may (did) have called him the N word and tried to high-five him. To be fair, it didn't end in -er but -a. So it was all good. For now. Until black people started rioting over Asian people using the word; even if they threw the term Chink out there like it was nothing. Yue huffed and fished his keys out the back pocket of his pant and jammed it in the keyhole, jiggling it before unlocking the door. Twisting the golden knob open, Yue entered his house calmly. A bucket of steaming hot water attached to the ceiling with a wire tied to it, tipped over and dumped its contents on the Chinese boy.

A feminine sigh was released and Yue suddenly shrunk from 5'4 to 5 feet. Short unkempt hair had become long and a young fifteen-year-old with a narrow face appeared. She was thin and small—a complete midget. Stretching out her arms, she yawned loudly and shut the door behind her. Making her way to the kitchen, she began stripping the boys uniform off of herself while digging around for food. "Thank goodness Hibari-san didn't hurt my face. That's the only beautiful thing I have left. Well besides my precious jewels." She had a lecherous smile on her face whilst pulling out ten ramen cups. Even as a female, her stomach didn't change. She was a black hole ready to inhale anything edible.

This girl was Xin Yue. The same Xin Yue seen at school walking around with a hot dog hanging between his legs and a dumbfound expression. Presently, the naked Xin Yue with nothing dangling between her leg was running around the house singing obnoxiously. She turned on the TV to watch a re-run of Kaichou Wa Maid-Sama episodes. A cheerful smile was on her face as she hummed the theme song before getting up to turn off the stove and pour the boiling water in ten cup of noodles. Although she ate so much, her metabolism was fast and she forced herself to exercise to keep looking healthy and stay strong.

All of a sudden, her cellphone begun to ring in the middle of the anime. Blinking, Yue slowly crept towards the cellular device and checked the caller. The number wasn't familiar. Flipping the electronic open, she answered, "Yellow~? Rapist here to answer your every questions. Each question costs 500 yen. Nothing personal please. I don't like to getting too close to my clients. "

Another person, a man, sighed on the other end of the line. His voice was smooth, gentle, and definitely suave. It made almost any girl's knees week and shaky. Key word: Almost. Yue recognized his voice immediately. "I see you're enjoying the life of being a regular student." It was Mandarin Chinese. Her language.

Yue switched to her native tongue, "Awww. Come on Master. What did you expect from me? I'm the cursed girl who turns into a boy whenever cold water is splashed onto me. You honestly can't expect me to be happy being stuck in the mafia do you? Finally having not to deal with them is great. I feel normal for once—even with my curse."

There was a chuckle. "You stayed in the restroom for two hours playing with your privates and giggled quite loudly. I don't think you can ever be considered normal."

"I was eight!"

"You did that a month ago when I came to visit you."

She bit her lip. "Point taken. Did you need something or are you just checking up on me in case the prefect had slaughtered my very beautiful body and dumped it in the river?" Okay, so the Chinese girl could be a bit narcissistic. "Everyone loves me after all." Extremely narcissistic.

"Both."

Yue groaned and rolled her eyes. Despite quitting the mafia, her master had always bothered her for little stuff like contacting the crazy people involved with it. Last time she almost got herself killed because the client thought she was a spy for a different famiglia. She wasn't even in a famiglia to begin with. "Details. Now. I want to hurry up and get the task done before it turns completely dark."

"I dropped off a package in front of your house. I need you to deliver it to a person named Sawada Tsunayoshi and have him give it to someone named Reborn. Is that simple enough?"

"Fine. But please give me an extra allowance next time so I can buy more food," the girl grumbled irately.

"I will. Thank you Yue," the man said fondly, before hanging up.

"AWWW MAN! NOW I HAVE TO PUT CLOTHES BACK ON!" The young girl scrambled to find clothes around the dirty house before the sunset.

Yue felt absolutely ridiculous running around Namimori. She had no clue where Tsuna lived, and her master had forgotten to give her the address. The sun was about to set soon, and felt gross and sweaty. Urgh. Summer coming way too soon for her. It was ridiculous because she hated the sun and its dreadful heat that burned rays upon her precious pale skin. Stomping around in circles, she got frustrated and kicked the wall. "DAMN YOU SAWADA TSUNAYOSHI. WHERE ARE YOU?"

"What type of business do you have with him?" A cold voice cut through the air sharply. The Chinese girl winced, recognizing the voice automatically. This person was the cold-hearted bastard that tortured her everyday at school. Taking her time to turn around, she met slated gray-blue eyes belonging to the one and only Hibari Kyoya. He inspected her appearance and blinked. "Xin Yue, I had no idea that you were into cross dressing."

She glanced down at herself. She was wore wedges to boost up her height, short jeans, and a large stylish hoodie. Shit. She had to come up with a lie. A good one at that! And she needed good acting skills too. Furrowing her eyebrows, she tilted her head and pursed her lips together. Yue began speaking in Chinese, "Do I know a complete faggotron like you?"

"I understand Chinese. Say something insulting again and I'll send you to the hospital." His eyebrow had twitched before adding calmly, "I heard you speaking Japanese before. Don't pretend you don't understand what I'm saying, Xin Yue." Forcefully, he grabbed her wrist and yanked her towards him. Yue stumbled, shrieking like a banshee. "You are Xin Yue, correct? Lie to me and prepare to be faced with consequences."

"WAAHHH! OKAY! I'M INTO CROSS DRESSING! I'M SORRY HIBARI-SAN! UHH HIBARI-SAMA!" Yue squeaked. Thank goodness her male counterpart shouted like a little whiny girl. "SPARE ME! I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING BAD YET!"

Hibari narrowed his eyes. There was something off about the supposedly Chinese boy. "Why does your face look more girly than usual?" (He had said than usual at the end of his question. Did it mean Yue looked like a female even in her male form?) The prefect squinted. Yue looked a lot thinner and smaller too. How strange.

"It's make-up!" Yue lied, trying to be a spontaneously good liar. "Once I wash the make-up off my face, I'll look normal! I can prove it, I swear!" At least if she threw cold water on herself, she can return to a boy. Surely he wouldn't be so suspicious then.

"Hn." After a while of debating, Hibari decided it wasn't worth his time to deal with the Chinese boy (girl). "Whatever. If I find you wearing inappropriate school uniform or breaking any school code from now on, mark my word, everyone will know about your secret hobby. Do I make myself clear?"

She gulped. "Y-Yes sir. B-but uhh...this is my natural hair color...still." Didn't Hibari know that all important characters in a fanfiction or anime was supposed to have different colored hair or eyes? Ugh. The prefect had a smug look on his face for having something to use against her. Yue's hands balled up into a fist, tempted to punch him right in the throat. Although she was friendly towards everyone at school, Hibari pissed her off easily and got under her skin without even trying. The sad part, was that he scared her; Hibari was intimidating. She huffed and checked the time, grimacing. "Hibari-san, do you know where Sawada Tsunayoshi lives? I need to give him something." Hastily, Yue added, "He dropped his wallet at school."

"Two houses down to your right," he stated blankly, before turning away and leaving.

"Uhhh...thanks," she mumbled. Once far away she whispered under her breath, "Faggotron." Hurrying down the road, she made it to the Sawada Residence and rung the doorbell. There was a bunch of loud movements coming from the inside of the house with obstreperous yells. "Excuse me! I'm here to deliver a package to Sawada Tsunayoshi!" The house became eerily silent, and the door creaked open. A boy with wide eyes and spiky brown hair showed up. He smiled nervously.

"I-I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi." Who the hell was the white-haired girl standing in front of him? He furrowed his eyebrows in concentration. She had the same features of someone he saw at school: white hair, pale skin, gold eyes, and thick Chinese accent.

"I have something to deliver to you from my Master. You have to give it to Reborn."

"Umm..." Tsuna frowned. The young girl had some sort of involvement with the mafia. Figures. Anyone who shows up at his door were constantly associated with the Italian criminals. "Of course."

"Right. So here's the packa—..." In the midst of digging in her jacket, Yue stopped. Her face morphed into fright. She broke out into a wail, "I FORGOT TO BRING IT! NOOOOOO. HOW STUPID CAN I GET? I SPENT TWO HOURS JUST TRYING TO FIND YOUR HOUSE AND I HAD TO DEAL WITH THIS STUPID BASTARD. FINALLY. FINALLY. WHEN I GET HERE I DISCOVER. I. LEFT. IT. AT. HOME." Yue promptly had a nervous breakdown, bawling. "NOW I WON'T EVER GET PAID. I'LL BE STARVING."

"..." Tsuna closed the door and turned around and said, "Sorry Okaa-san, there was a stranger outside the door."

Returning to school the next day with a small box in his hand, Yue's mood had become rotten that day. He—as in she being in her male form—had avoided talking to anyone that morning. He had nothing to eat for breakfast, he was poor and couldn't buy food, and then he woke up late. He still had to find this certain brat named Sawada Tsunayoshi. Striding down the hall in long steps, Yue blinked. He found him. He had found the target and it did not take him over two hours. Yue pushed aside a silver-haired boy heading near Tsuna and dived forward to get in front of the doorway of class 1-B. The short brown-haired boy jumped, shocked. "HIIIEEEEE!"

"SAWADA TSUNAYOSHI!"

"Y-Yes!" Huh, this strangely feminine boy seemed oddly familiar. Tsuna's eyes dropped down to a yellow package in the Chinese his hands and it clicked. "A-Are you the older brother from the girl who came to my house yesterday?"

"Older brother? Huh?" Yue blinked. His lips then formed an 'O' and he blushed, abashed. "Uhhh. Yeah, sorry about that. She's crazy. I had forgotten to give her your address so she went completely ballistic when she got home." Inwardly Yue was screeching, Bullshit! Master forgot to give me the address and I got lost.

Tsuna shook his head and smiled understandingly, "It's fine." Wow, the girl from yesterday's brother was extremely nice and normal. He accepted the package from Yue, "I'll give it Reborn the next time I see him," he mumbled. The soon to be mafia boss hoped that it wasn't something unpleasant to put the tutor in a bad mood. Tsuna was always on the end whenever Reborn was. Last time, Reborn had almost set all of his boxers on fire. How embarrassing would it have been to be shot with the dying will bullet and then run around completely naked with his ding dong flopping all over the place?

"Thanks—Ho shit!"

A hand grabbed Yue by the back of the head and smashed his face into the doorway. Tsuna shrieked. "Take that you bastard! You were trying to steal Juudaime away from me, weren't you!" Gokudera Hayato, the right-hand man of Tsuna for the Vongola famiglia, was full of fury. He had been shoved into the wall, and he was getting touchy with Tsuna. He'll make Yue pay.

"Gokudera-kun! He just had to give something to me for Reborn!" Tsuna yelled, trying to pull Gokudera away from the injured Chinese person.

"HAH?" His eyes went from the package in Tsuna's hands and back to Yue. "...Oh." Psh, well the bastard still deserved it since he pushed him into the wall.

"I'm sorry about what happened," Tsuna mumbled. "Gokudera-kun, please apologize!"

Yue rubbed his bleeding nose and wiped the red liquid on his sleeves, grinning toothily. "It's okay! We all have misunderstandings." Besides, I'll get him back later. Slowly, but surely.

"Did I miss something?" Yamamoto Takeshi, the star of the baseball team for Namimori Junior High, appeared in his almighty uniform looking fine as hell.

"DEAR SWEET JESUS YOU ARE HOT."

Yamamoto raised his eyebrow and hesitantly said, "Thanks?"

Yue realized his mistake and blushed a deep shade of magenta. "I mean uhh...Your muscles...I'm so envious of them because I look like a chicken."

"Oh, haha! Thanks! I do work out a lot for baseball!" Yamamoto smiled.

Gokudera meanwhile stated clearly, "You're definitely gay."

"Nah man, titties for life," Yue retorted without missing a beat.

"Excuse me?" A sharp voice cut in.

"Titties for life."

"I'll bite you to death."

"Wait wha—..." Yue sighed in realization and his shoulders dropped. "Dammit."

From afar, Reborn set down his binoculars and glanced at the data of the Chinese person in his laptop, smirking. "Xin Yue, previously a student of Fon and an ex-member of the mafia. Interesting."

"NO HIBARI-SAN! I DIDN'T MEAN WHAT I SAID!" Yue stubbed a toe on accident. "SONUVABI—"

"Very interesting indeed," Reborn muttered.

Me: JESUS. I THOUGHT I WOULD NEVER GET THIS FIRST CHAPTER DONE. Anyway, I don't expect it to be popular because my writing has been very off and the idea is definitely whack, as my mom would put it. However, I would appreciate it if someone reviewed or critiqued it. It would be amazing. Okay? So please review. Favorites are nice but reviews are better. Right Gokudera?

Gokudera: Fuck you. And review.

Me: Right.