(i)

To say that Sawada Tsunayoshi's life is eventful would be the equivalent of speaking the mother of all understatements.

In fact, some might even call it magical.

Just not… magical.

Or at least, it wasn't supposed to be.

Tsuna didn't think that wizards and witches were a thing. Too ridiculous, fantastical.

In hindsight, that's kind of stupid, he's Vongola for kami's sake.

Weird is literally in his blood. He's the heir to a mafia family that's practically built on fiery superpowers. And that's not even the entire gist of it all.

Sometimes - okay, maybe a bit more than just sometimes - Tsuna wonders if his life is some kind of an elaborate joke. If none of this is actually real and that he's really a normal human being and that there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for all of this beyond, yet again, superpowers.

Tsuna's Hyper Intuition - yet another impossible ability - says otherwise.

Damn.

The point is, Tsuna's life isn't supposed to be able to get any weirder than this. There's a limit, damnit!

A now pathetically broken limit, but a limit nonetheless.

It all started with Sawada Nana. Tsuna always knew his mom was a bit off - too calm, as though she was entirely used to all the crazy. As though it was perfectly normal for a baby to walk into their house claiming to be a home tutor of all things for free!

But to be perfectly honest, those were just the more recent signs that something was up with his mom.

The older ones were probably a bit more concerning.

Like all the times she had him help her make "potions, Tsu-kun! They're very fun and so very important" or whispered a few strange words in a dialect of Japanese that he only now recognized after his lessons with Reborn.

(The things that came with those words were another story entirely.)

Her garden gave him the creeps; he swears that he once saw one of those plants waving at him.

Waving.

Not a wind-type of wave, but the actual, human kind that didn't stop until he had run back to the house and peered at it from the window.

Then it started waving again.

Again.

Suffice to say, Tsuna takes extra special care to avoid the garden and that particular window now, thank you very much.

In hindsight, he should have questioned it more.

His mother, however, had been certain that he hadn't needed to, at the time.

Well, that was at the time. Now?

Now things had gotten even stranger. He could swear that things started floating in the corner of his eye when he was nervous, only to come crashing down when he turned to look.

When doors slammed around him, they didn't slam. No, they crashed into their frames with all force of a slamming door without even a squeak of noise.

(Tsuna's kind of okay with that one, the sound of a slamming door always did manage to scare the crap out of him.)

There was even a time when Tsuna got up in the morning and looked in the mirror. Now, this seems like a perfectly normal situation, right?

Well, it would have been had the eyes staring back it him not been blue.

Not his natural brown nor the brilliant orange of his Sky Flames, but blue.

Tsuna had fainted at that one.

Eventually, after about a week of somewhat-successfully hiding these recent bouts of weirdness -

"Wow Tsuna, that's one screwy lightbulb! It just blew up for no good reason at all!"

"Juudaime… I really don't think that that dish should be turning purple. We didn't even get any ingredients that could turn it purple…?"

- Tsuna decided to go to his mother.

Now, normally when something weird as all hell was going on he'd go straight to Reborn to demand an explanation.

However, Reborn was in Italy right now taking care of some unfinished business with his newly grown-up body and to be perfectly honest, Tsuna had a feeling that this didn't really qualify as Reborn-kind of weird.

…

Huh. Tsuna never thought he'd be thinking that about any kind of weird. Weird…

Anyways, it did on the other hand, remind him of Mama's kind of weird. And so, he went.

Mama was chopping vegetables in the kitchen when Tsuna first approached her, humming cheerily to herself and offsetting Tsuna's more somber mood.

Tsuna wasn't really sure when he had stopped calling her Kaa-san and switched to Mama. It was the Italian influence, he supposed, and it fit her, really. The word was warm and affectionate, endearing and somehow more intimate than the term Kaa-san.

Mama never complained, that was for sure. Tsuna was grateful for that - he was changing so much and yet she always took his changes in stride.

Tsuna knew that his eyes were no longer so innocent, that he was not the child his fourteen years of age led people to believe he was. He had seen too much, gone through too much.

And yet, Tsuna knew that no matter what happened, his mother's love for him would never change. She was like a rock, sturdy and constant and unyielding.

He killed someone, evil though they may have been, and yet she had still been there to welcome him home with a hug and a kiss to his forehead.

That mattered.

Mama was the best mother anyone could ever ask for, which was why he was so reluctant to ask her for help with his grades or bullies, why he would never take any of her offers to do so. He already relied on her so much, too much. She worked while he was at school and made all his meals and supported him the best she could.

He could never ask for more than that.

But now… now was the exception.

"Um, hi Mama," Tsuna greeted awkwardly. He never did get the hang of asking for help - he didn't like bothering other people. Except in the case of Reborn, of course, but with him it was less asking and more exasperatedly demanding.

"Morning, Tsu-kun! You're up early," Mama noted teasingly. "Tell me, has my little Tsu-kun finally grown up enough to be up before noon on a vacation day?"

Tsuna huffed. "That has nothing to do with being grown up!" Being mature enough to be able to be a mafia heir in truth - soon to be vigilante heir, actually, if he was going to do this whole Vongola thing then he was going to do it his way or not at all - did not equate to being mature enough to not sleep in.

Mama shook her head fondly. "Uh huh. Sure. I'm sure that your future girlfriend or boyfriend will be very impressed with those sleeping habits of yours."

"Mama!"

"It's okay, Tsuna - I won't tell them. That's all on you. Hopefully, they'll be able to find it in their hearts to love you in spite of how late you'll be making them every morning."

"Mama, I'm fourteen!" Tsuna stressed. Ugh, mothers.

"Oh, good point," Mama agreed. "You still have plenty of time to choose between all the people that're smitten with you. I personally like Gokudera-kun and Yamamoto-kun quite a bit!"

Tsuna died a little inside.

"Oh, but there's also Hibari-kun! And Rokudo-kun and Chrome-chan… soo many choices!"

Why had all of his Guardians taken to visiting the house so often after the Arcobaleno fiasco? Even Mukuro and Hibari dropped by all the time for Mama's cooking!

Mukuro and Hibari.

"Hm, but then again… why choose only one? You could have them all and I'd have such a wonderfully large family…"

"Mama," Tsuna said pointedly. "You already have everyone in your family. I don't want a harem!"

"Ah, but there's just something about feeding your child's partners that makes it all the more satisfying…"

"How would you know that?! I've never had a 'partner'!" Tsuna protested.

Mama walked over to him and patted his fluffy hair patronizingly. "Of course you haven't, Tsu-kun."

Why, oh why was that sarcasm?

"I'm not here to talk about this kind of thing, you know," he said exasperatedly. Mama sighed.

"How mean, Tsu-kun… we barely ever get to talk like this and here you are, denying me of my fun…"

"I think you're being the mean one here," Tsuna pointed out wryly before turning serious. "Um, so, some weird things have been happening to me…"

"Oh!" Mama interrupted excitedly. "So that's what this is about! My little boy really is growing up! Don't worry Tsuna, this happens to everyone. Your body is just going through a few changes and -"

"What? No!" Tsuna interrupts, horrified. "That's not it at all!"

"It's not?" she asks, disappointed. "Reborn-kun already gave you that talk, didn't he? That man, taking all my parenting moments from me…"

Tsuna didn't even bother to respond to that. "So. Weird things. Like, floating objects, food changing to colors that it's not supposed to be, exploding lightbulbs…?"

Mama's jaw dropped open and the room was silent for a beat.

Then, she squealed. "Oh, Tsuna, this is absolutely incredible! Your first bouts of accidental magic!"

Tsuna wondered if his hearing was okay. "My first bouts of accidental what now?"

"Accidental magic!" she repeated in delight. "Of course, you are a bit old for that but better late than never! This is so exciting!"

"What."

"And here I thought you were born non-magical, but looks like it really was just that thing that your father decided to do when you were younger holding you back…"

Tsuna was so confused. Was she talking about the seal that the Ninth had once put on his Flames? And… magic? What? Flames weren't magic, and that was the only special thing about him, right…?

Mama put a hand over her mouth in a startled realization. "Oh, right, you don't know any of this. There hadn't been much of a point in telling you about it before…"

Mama had been keeping secrets from him…? That thought did something unpleasant to his chest, but that was hypocritical. It wasn't like he kept her informed about all the crazy going on in his life either…

A grin lit up his mother's face and Tsuna found himself slightly afraid.

"You're a wizard, Tsuna!"

Tsuna's head hurt from all the new information.

Firstly, he is, apparently, a wizard. His mother is a witch.

Yes, that is a thing. Why is that a thing?!

To make things even worse, he was also supposed to have already discovered his 'magic' years ago and have already gone onto magic school. His peers were already six years ahead of him in magic training!

"It's okay, Tsuna, I promise. This just means that you'll have to go to a wizarding school down in Europe; you'd only be three years behind there and I can catch you up on those just fine on my own," Mama explained, pausing thoughtfully. "Maybe with a bit of help from Reborn-kun."

"Reborn?" Tsuna asked, in spite of himself. There wasn't much in his life that Reborn didn't involve himself in.

The spritely woman nodded. "Mhm. If there's anything I've learned in all my years of teaching, then it's that a good assistant makes everything much easier!"

Reborn, an assistant? Ha, good one Mama.

"Years of teaching?" Tsuna repeated, deciding to focus on that instead of crushing his mother's fantasy.

"Mmm, yes, that is what I do for a living, Tsu-kun! I teach the apothecary arts at the academy in the next town over. You know, growing herbs with magical properties, potions and salves and their applications - that kind of thing."

"But… I thought you were a florist!" he protested.

Mama giggled. "Flowers have lots of special properties, Tsuna. That wasn't a lie~"

"Oh," Tsuna said. There wasn't much else he could say. "Does Tou-san know?"

Tsuna swore the temperature of the room dropped a few degrees at the mere mention of Sawada Iemitsu.

"Of course he does," Mama said, her smile straining at the edges. "There is a Statute of Secrecy that says you can't tell non-magicals about magic, but it's more of a guideline than anything else here in Japan. I figured that marriage was a good enough reason to break it."

Oh. But parenthood wasn't?

Mama drew him into a warm, sweet hug, laying her head on his shoulder in comfort. "You have to understand, Tsuna, most children show signs of being magical before they turn eight. You didn't. I didn't want to tell you about a world you could never really be a part of - I didn't want to hurt you like that. I love you too much for that."

Tsuna looked down, ashamed that he had thought his mother's reasons to be for anything but his own good. "Sorry. I love you too, Mama."

"It's okay, I'd be upset if I were you too," she sighed. "About ten years ago your father told me that a gift from his side of the family was hurting you and that it had to be sealed away until further notice, for your safety."

Tsuna felt something wet on his shoulder. "He was right, kind of."

The body of a five year old wasn't meant to be handling Flames - it was too immature, too undeveloped. Lambo was a special case - his body was modified to be able to take the electrifying properties of Lightning Flames.

Tsuna didn't like thinking about that.

"But whatever it was, he did it wrong. I should have noticed that it was off, I shouldn't have trusted him. He sealed away your magic." There was something broken in her voice - self-loathing. "If he hadn't…"

"It wasn't your fault," he said and it wasn't. Who could fault her for trusting the person she loved? For accepting that something needed to be done for her child's safety?

"It is," Mama said with a note of finality, letting go of Tsuna. "When Reborn-kun comes home we'll discuss your tutelage and the like. For now, I'll start looking into suitable magic schools and you should go ahead and tell anyone that you think needs to know about this, okay?"

"I…" What could he say? How could he make this better? He was being thrown into a whole new world of crazy and here he was, unable to truly comfort his mother because he didn't know how to. "Okay."

Mama gave him another smile. "You aren't alone, Tsuna and it's important that you remember that. Rely on everyone you can rely on, because you can and that's what your family is here for."

Tsuna nodded again. There weren't any tears in his eye.

There weren't.

"And I suppose I'll have to have a few words with that no-good father of yours too…"

Tsuna sat across from Gokudera and Yamamoto. These two people are his best friends, the ones who have been with him through his every trial and tribulation, through thick and through thin.

It was only right that they would be the first to know.

"Is everything alright, Tsuna?" Yamamoto questioned, an easy, comforting smile on his face. "You look a bit nervous."

Tsuna loved Yamamoto's smile, especially when it was real. It was real a lot these days, not the plastic-thin quirk of his lips that Tsuna had witnessed so often in the days before their friendship had begun.

"Is something wrong?" Gokudera asked, concern etched into his rough voice. "Is someone bothering you? I'll kill them if they are, Juudaime. Just give me a name!"

"No, no, no one's bothering me!" Tsuna said quickly, raising his hands in fond exasperation. "No need to kill anyone, Gokudera-kun."

Gokudera's zeal for Tsuna's safety and general state of being was a bit disconcerting at first, but Tsuna had gotten used to it eventually. Tsuna understood it, in a way. He would do anything for his first friends too, he just didn't express it so… loudly.

"Then what is it?"

Tsuna took a deep breath. "So… you guys know how some weird things have been going on around me, right?"

Yamamoto tilted his head slightly in thought. "No stranger than usual!"

Gokudera glared at the taller boy. "He means things like when we got attacked by the water from the school fountain and the floating doll."

Tsuna shuddered at the mention of that last one. They had been picking up some things for Mama at a convenience store last week when one of the 'float-and-crashes' had occurred.

When this type of situation arose, whatever object happened to be floating behind Tsuna would only crash once Tsuna turned around to see it; his magic was oddly specific like that. So if Tsuna didn't turn around, then the object would continue floating, perfectly visible to anyone around him.

So when Yamamoto and Gokudera had been staring at him in wide-eyed shock, Tsuna had thought that he had grown another head or something before his intuition had kindly informed him that there was something behind him.

They hightailed it out of there the moment the thing fell to the floor. Tsuna had been very, very confused afterwards - he had thought that his life was more like an action movie, not a horror film! Since when did things switch genres so easily?!

And yes, Tsuna did like to think of his life in terms of fiction - thinking of it in more realistic terms brought way too many disturbing questions to the forefront of his mind. No thank you.

"Um yeah, like those," Tsuna agreed. "I found out what the cause of it all is."

Gokudera immediately perked up. "It's a UMA, isn't it?"

Tsuna sweat-dropped. Gokudera and his occult stuff…

"Wow!" Yamamoto exclaimed. "I didn't actually think that those were real. Looks like you were right all along, eh Gokudera?"

The Italian scoffed in response. "Of course I was right, I'm always right."

"Actually, Gokudera-kun," Tsuna interrupted with a snicker at their antics, "- you're wrong this time."

Tsuna felt a bit guilty at the way that Gokudera deflated at his words. "Oh…"

"Hmmm," Yamamoto hummed, scratching his chin. "Oh, I get it! It's magic!"

Tsuna's eyes widened. "H-how did you know?"

"It's like that stuff we do with our weapons!" Yamamoto explained with a grin. "It's all a part of the mafia game, right?"

Gokudera elbowed him in the ribs. "Idiot! Flames aren't 'magic', they're a scientifically proven capability of the human body. Juudaime's talking about something else, right?"

Tsuna nodded. "Yeah… I'm actually a wizard?"

"Oh," Gokudera said, as if this didn't surprise him at all. "So I am right. Wizards are classified as UMAs." Green eyes widened in horror as Gokudera's brain caught up to his mouth. "Not that you're a UMA! I just mean - um…"

Yamamoto laughed. "Smooth, Gokudera, smooth."

"Sh-shut up!"

"No, it's fine," Tsuna reassured his friend, shocked. "I just… why aren't you guys reacting? I mean…"

"It's 'cause you're you," Yamamoto explains, stepping over to wrap an arm around Tsuna's shoulders. "Nothing about you can really surprise us at this point, and who cares if you're different? We're your friends, we're supposed to support you anyways."

Gokudera moved to Tsuna's other side, not to be outdone by Yamamoto. "The idiot's right, for once. There's always been something special about you. As your right hand man, I'm not going to let anything change the way I think about you."

It was as if a weight inside of Tsuna's heart had been lifted at his friends' words. While he knew on a basic level that Yamamoto and Gokudera would believe him no matter what, no matter how little he explained at first, seeing it was something else.

Tsuna was, to be honest, terrified that someday, something would happen that would take away his friends. Maybe something he did would finally drive them away. Maybe they would tire of his weakness.

Who knows?

Telling them about something as fantastical as his recent discovery of wizardry certainly seemed like something that could drive them away. For being a liar, coming to ridiculous conclusions or for wanting to be more special than he already was - for being an attention whore.

And yet… here they were, accepting it.

Tsuna's eyes stung for the second time that day.

"So why don't you tell us a bit more about the situation?" Yamamoto coaxed. Gokudera nodded. "We can't help you if you don't tell us how we can help you."

Tsuna would forever deny his voice breaking as he repeated what his mother had told him earlier. When he finished, Gokudera looked alarmed.

"Ohh, so we're going to a magic school in Europe!" the baseball player cheered. "Awesome!"

Tsuna bit his lip. Gokudera, on the other hand, caught on to the issue much more quickly. "We can't go with you, can we?" the bomber said quietly.

Tsuna nodded.

"What?" Yamamoto asked blankly, shaking his head. "No. You can't just go off to another country alone!"

"Yamamoto-kun…"

"Juudaime, have you seen your luck?" Gokudera asks incredulously. "What if something happens to you? What if you get hurt and we can't be there to help you? It's magic school. That just screams dangerous!"

"That," Yamamoto says, "- and we don't want you to be alone. I know you can make friends anywhere you want, but I don't know if you will."

They have very valid points. But Yamamoto is wrong.

Tsuna has never been able to make friends on his own. The ones he has now, his Family, the Varia, Dino-san, the Shimon…? He forged these bonds through circumstance.

He has spent years of his life alone. He has forgotten how to be alone, and now it seems that he must learn again.

That terrifies Tsuna.

"I'll be okay," Tsuna says reassuringly. He didn't really want to, but Mama said that he had to go to learn to realize his full potential.

If he went, then he could learn even better ways to protect the people he needed to protect - like Kyoko and Haru; like Lambo, I-pin and Fuuta.

He couldn't pass that kind of chance up, he couldn't.

"I'll write everyday," Tsuna says and Yamamoto smiles at him. It isn't real.

Gokudera looks down and Tsuna buries his face in his hands.

"It'll be okay," Tsuna whispers under his breath. He doesn't believe it.

Gokudera and Yamamoto don't leave him alone for the rest of the day, then slept over.

Tsuna was very happy with that.

It is only on the next day that Tsuna can continue his mission. Gokudera is off resupplying his bomb collection - "It never hurts to be prepared" - and Yamamoto has a last minute practice before tomorrow's baseball game.

He found himself calling up Onii-chan, asking if he'd like to take Lambo, Fuuta and I-pin to the park with him. The children had spent the previous day with Kyoko, Haru and Hana and so Tsuna explained that he wished to spend some time with them himself, but wanted someone else to be there as well. Just in case.

Brotherly bonding time to the extreme! Tsuna wished that it was just that.

Half an hour later, Tsuna was sitting with Ryohei on a park bench, watching the children run around and play.

What a peaceful sight… for just how long was he going to be able to enjoy it?

"Tsuna!"

Tsuna jumped. "Oh! I - um… what is it?"

Ryohei chuckled, softer than his usual boisterous laughter. "You weren't paying any attention. I asked you if there was something extremely bothering you."

Sans perhaps his mother, Tsuna has never met a person kinder than Sasagawa Ryohei - not even Kyoko could compare to the sheer warmth Onii-chan radiated.

In spite of how loud the older boy could be, Tsuna always felt safe in his presence. The Sun was bright, brilliant and never failed to show Tsuna just how much he cared, how much he wanted to help and that Tsuna could always rely on him.

He was understanding, much more so than he let on. And even if he didn't get what was wrong at first, he always, always tried.

No one had ever really tried for Tsuna before - not before Gokudera, at least. This was, perhaps, the trait that Tsuna valued most in people: the ability and desire to always try to understand and make someone happy.

It really does go without saying that Onii-chan is one of the most precious people in his life; a true older brother in a way that he felt only Dino could possibly match, if he was around more, and that was still a bit of a maybe.

"I guess you could say that," Tsuna answered. "It's still a bit hard to talk about."

Ryohei's eyes turned serious, but a smile remained on his face, soothing Tsuna. "I won't rush you; that'll just make it harder, right? That's why you called me, isn't it?"

Neither of those questions were actually questions.

"Yeah," Tsuna admitted. "But I also wanted to spend time with you and the kids."

"I know," the other boy said. "Take your time, okay? Whatever makes you as extremely comfortable as possible."

"I think it would be best if I just got it out," Tsuna decides, taking a deep breath. "I'm a wizard."

Ryohei's eyes widen. "Really? Like, the kind in the movies? With all the magic and stuff?"

Tsuna nods. "Kinda?"

Ryohei grins, pumping a fist into the air and then taking a moment to ruffle Tsuna's hair. "Extremely amazing, Tsuna!"

Tsuna wasn't really sure what he had expected. Shock? Denial? Certainly not plain old acceptance, regardless of previous experience.

He really did need to get used to the fact that people care about him, it's been two years.

"Thank you," Tsuna says, for everything. For caring and for fighting for us, for healing us and just for being everyone's Onii-chan.

Ryohei laughs, loudly this time. "You don't have anything to thank me for!"

Tsuna shakes his head. "I do." I always do.

"Nope," Ryohei denies adamantly. So stubborn, Tsuna thinks fondly.

"I really, really do," Tsuna insists. "Anyways… there's something else."

"Yeah?"

"I have to leave for magic school in Europe in a few months."

There. He said it. Tsuna held his breath as he awaited a response.

"... you're leaving us, Tsuna-nii?"

Tsuna froze. He looks up, horrified, and meets the already-tearful emerald eyes of his Lightning. I-pin stands next to him, a ball falling from her grasp. Fuuta is silent at their side.

"I…"

"Only for a bit," Ryohei interrupts, his voice soft and cheerful. Like he isn't breaking the news to children that relied upon Tsuna in the exact way that Tsuna didn't want to.

Tsuna didn't know how he wanted to tell them. But, like this, on accident? He didn't want to do that.

"And he isn't leaving for an extremely long time either," the Sun continues and Tsuna is reminded that Ryohei is actually the best with children out of everyone he knows, sans, yet again, Mama. "Nothing to worry about at all!"

"But…" I-pin trails off, breaking Tsuna's heart again. "Why?"

The girl's Japanese still isn't the best, but she got her message across very well.

"Yeah," Lambo adds, the angry expression on his face contrasting greatly with the fear in his eyes. "You're not allowed to leave us!"

It is then that Tsuna remembers that Lambo was essentially abandoned and sent to die by his own family. By going off to Europe without the child, he was doing the same thing - but worse.

Tsuna's heart broke a third time.

"I-I have to," he says. "I'll…" He'll what? Write? Letters weren't what you did to make a child feel like you didn't abandon them.

"It's okay," Fuuta speaks up. "If Tsuna-nii says he has to go, then he has to go. He wouldn't leave us without a reason."

The words are firm and yet sad, and Tsuna knows that Fuuta hasn't had the best experiences in his life either. His heart must be irreversibly shattered at this point.

"I'll visit on the weekends," Tsuna decides, firm in his decision. "No matter what they say."

There. That'll be good - and it'll make Yamamoto and Gokudera happier too! He'll do that, no matter what it takes, no matter what he has to do to do so.

"...really?"

"Really."

Ryohei grins. "Then it's all settled. Now come on, we have some extreme tag to be playing!"

Tsuna nods with a smile and gets up. "I call not it!"

Hibari is next on the list.

Tsuna finds him on the roof of Namimori Middle, despite the fact that Hibari does not go there anymore - he goes to Namimori High - and is careful not to be too loud.

He came to deliver news, not get bitten to death.

"Hello, Hibari-san," Tsuna greets, no longer quite as nervous around the other teenager as he used to be.

"Sawada," Hibari says in return, not bothering to get up from his spot leaning against the fence. "Why are you here?"

Blunt as always… Hibari really is something else. Powerful, elegant, prideful. Tsuna wonders what exactly it is that he did to deserve to be able to fight alongside such a person.

"I have something to tell you," Tsuna replies. "Um, it's kind of weird though, I guess?"

Hibari snorts. "What isn't strange when it comes to you, little animal?"

Tsuna laughs, in spite of himself. "Good point."

If there's one thing that Tsuna's learned about Hibari over the years, however, it is that he is quite possibly the most loyal person that Tsuna had ever met, sans Gokudera and Yamamoto.

The moment someone proves their worth to Hibari, they are in a way, his. He will protect them, fight for them, support them - just like the way he treats Namimori itself.

It took Tsuna a while to realize this, sure, but as Hibari fought with them and went through each and every trial - the Varia, the future and more - alongside them, his motivations became more and more glaringly obvious.

Hibari never did try to hide anything, after all.

And that, Tsuna had decided, is why he could always trust Hibari. Hibari allowed himself to be transparent, for how could someone so free, like a natural disaster, cloud himself in mystery?

It just wasn't in his nature.

"Get on with it, I was just about to take my nap."

Hibari and his naps, Tsuna swears. Only with this person does the word 'nap' coincide with 'certain death' for anyone in his vicinity.

"I'm a wizard and I'm going to Europe to study magic in a few months."

For some reason, every time Tsuna said it he felt lighter and lighter, as though his new burden was distributing itself amongst the people who so much as heard the words.

Tsuna didn't know how to feel about that.

"Magic," Hibari says, tasting the word. "I see."

"You see?" Tsuna questions, slightly confused. He's not surprised at all!

"I know everything that goes on in this place," the Cloud says as though it explains everything.

(It does.)

"Even the supernatural?"

"Even the supernatural."

"Oh," Tsuna says. "I guess that's not very surprising… what's with that smirk."

The smirk widens.

"Hibari."

"I'm curious to see how long it'll take you to master your first spell, Sawada. Magic duels are very entertaining."

"What."

"Now leave, I have better things to be doing than conversing with you," Hibari dismisses.

Tsuna is questioning life.

"Hibari!"

"Leave, little animal, before I bite you to death."

"...you'd better explain everything later," Tsuna grumbles.

"That wasn't the sound of you trying to tell me what to do, was it, Sawada?"

Tsuna squeaks. "Leaving!"

Tsuna turned on his heel, speeding off towards the staircase. He did not just hear Hibari laughing at him. At all. Nope.

Well… that's five down, two more to go…

A/N

You see, this is what happens when one of my random musings makes Natripper happy. Even though I have two popular stories that I should be writing for.

And that Hibari thing just came out of absolutely nowhere…

Anyhow, please tell me what you guys thought of this fic! The next chapter'll have Mukuro and Chrome (Mukuro's my actual fav character ofc he gets a big role in literally every KHR fic I write), of whom I have plans for, and Reborn.

Maybe Hogwarts too. We'll see.

Ciao!