Since this is an AU. I would like to tell all my readers that some appearances are different and attitudes as well. Also sorry for the slow begging.
Chapter 1: Make a Club?
Tsuna woke up as he usually did, late. "HIEEE!" Tsuna shrieked when he noticed that he had only twenty minutes before school started. Well, at least there was more of a chance of getting to school in time than 15 minutes...right?
He did his morning routine hastily, before he ran down the stairs and, well, like his dame self, tripped on a step and started tumbling down the stairs. As he heaved himself off the ground, he let out a small groan of, "Itai... Why me?"
"Tsu~kun! Are you alright?" exclaimed his mother, Nana Sawada, with concern. She then noticed the time and nearly yelled, "Ah, Tsu~kun you only have ten minutes before your first day of a high school starts! You better hurry, freshmen shouldn't be late!"
With that being said, Tsuna got off the ground in record time and started fumbling out the door, calling out a "See you soon Kaa-san!" as he did.
"Tsu~kun! When you get back here, I want to talk to you about something!" Nana yelled back at her son, cupping her hands around her mouth to do so. She then sighed and walked back in with a few club brochures in her hands. She would have to give these to Tsuna later, oh well.
Tsuna arrived at Namimori High School with two minutes left to spare. Once he got through the gates he let out a sigh of relief, and continued to drag himself to his first class. He was able to arrive precisely when the bell rang, despite his sidling. He decided to sit in the closest seat by the window, as far back as was allowed. He analyzed the classroom to see Yamamoto, the baseball star of his old school, Kyoko, his old school idol, Chrome, a quiet girl who transferred in his class last year, and Enma, his best friend, who was walking towards him.
"What are doing Tsuna?" Enma asked quietly, seeing his friend in a daze made him slightly worried. Tsuna wasn't exactly 'in the world' most of the time; instead thinking about... odd things.
Tsuna blinked, shook his head and looked at Enma, his eyes more focused than before, and replied back in a soft, melodious voice, "Just checking who was in our class. It seemed that there are two new people, the rest are ones who were in our class last year."
Enma shook his head in what seemed like...exasperation (?), before sighing. "It looks like we will still be known as the 'Dame-Duo.' I wish most of them would have moved, or at least be in a different class..." Tsuna meekly shook his head as a sign that he heard and agreed, then turned slowly to glance at Chrome.
"Do you think we should go talk to her? She never with anyone, and I've seen girls bully her." Tsuna asked with concern, well there goes the topic. Tsuna would rather think strange things that normal people wouldn't bother with. Much to Enma's annoyance at times, he also tended to change subject very often.
Enma listened tentatively, shaking his head, "Yeah, I mean we both know how hard it is to take all of that alone, but let's wait. We can do talk to her after class. After all, talking to the 'Dame-Duo' during class with probably would drop her status even more..." Tsuna looked at him with appreciative eyes. During that comfortable silence that followed the end of their conversation, as short, feeble and quiet as it was, the bell bellowed through the school, indicating the start of class.
The students rushed into their seats within record time, the teacher for this particular class was one of the - no, scratch that, IS the strictest teacher of the grade. And boy, could he be scary. The students could hear the clacking of shoes not far from the classroom. The class shuddered as the teacher casually sauntered in professionally, dressed a black suit, matched along with a navy blue tie, a golden yellow shirt and a fedora with a bright orange strip wrapped around its bend.
He wore bored expression on his face as he strode in, exuding an aura of confidence. He glared at all the kids blankly and in a monotonous voice said, "Chaos, and welcome to Namimori High School. I am your teacher, Riboyama-sensei. I hope we can get along. Now let's get on with our lesson."
"Uh, Sen-sensei, aren't we going to have introductions?" Tsuna asked uncertainly. He couldn't help but think, 'Is this guy really a teacher? He seems...so uninterested and gives off a...murderous kind of vibe...like bullies...sorta...'
"Why should I? You have all been in the same class before except Gokudera Hayato, and Haru Miura." Riboyama-sensei retorted back, using the same tone as before. Sheesh, were all students as wimpy as this one?
He then grew a small smirk when he continued, though this time, he was changing the topic to something unspoken, "Yes I am a teacher, and yes, I am bored. Those vibes are whatever you think they are."
"HIEE! How did you know what I was thinking? You shouldn't be ab-" Tsuna was cut off when Riboyama swiftly, and almost silently, fired a green gun at him. He then fell out of his chair without grace, not that he had any to start with.
"TSUNA!" Enma yelled, or as loud as he could anyways, rushing over to him. The whole class looked shocked, before paling. Everyone just held their breath and waited silently for what Enma would do. You could even hear a pin drop.
When Enma got over to Tsuna, he noticed no blood, or any red that would usually happen from a gun, but instead, a white, dusty mark where Riboyama was aiming and some chalk by his head. "What the, what did you do?" Enma asked glaring at his teacher. Though, at the moment, it looked more on the side of a pout.
'The Dame-Dou, Tsunayoshi Sawada and Enma Kozato, are the worst in the class both academically and physically.' Riboyama thought almost mechanically. His memorization was as uncanny as ever. After a few minutes he simply replied, "I shot him with my chalk gun, Leon, because he was getting annoying."
Enma paled, just like the rest of the class had, before double-checking to make sure that Tsuna was fine. He then hoisted the brunette up so that he was leaning on him, "I'm taking him to the nurses off-" He was cut short when Riboyama shot at him with Leon.
"That's not your decision, Dame-Enma." Riboyama scolded, the tone of his voice still holding boredom, yet a hidden irritation. He then scanned the class room and ordered, "Gokudera, Yamamoto, take them to the nurses office. Come back after you drop them off or you'll get the same treatment."
"Hai, sensei." Yamamoto said in his usual cheery tone getting out of his seat. Gokudera just 'tch'ed and did the same action. Yamamoto took Tsuna bridal style and Gokudera yanked Enma and left the room, going on their way to the nurse's office.
Tsuna woke up with a head ache and a sore body. He looked around and saw Enma lying in the bed right next to his, unconscious. He then attempted to get up, but a pain that reverberated throughout his whole body stopped him in his tracks. Ugh, it felt like he was hit by a truck or something. "Chaos, Dame-Tsuna, maybe moving isn't in your best interest at the moment." a voice that sounded quite familiar to Tsuna resounded. It then reprimanded, "You can't even remember my name? I guess you're really as dame as they say."
Tsuna face turned stalk white as he heaved himself into a sitting position, pain still shooting up along his spine at the movement. He then stuttered out, "Ri-Riboyama-sensei, w-why are you here...?"
Riboyama's lips pulled into a small frown before rebuking the brunet. "Stop stuttering, it makes you look even more pathetic, and I'm here to tell you to make a club. School just let out a few minutes ago."
"Wha-what do you mean by, 'make a club'?" Tsuna muttered; his gaze averted from the teacher so he could try not to stutter. Riboyama-sensei was just too intimidating. He then glanced at Riboyama to see that he already had Leon pointed at him and a blank expression.
"Stop stuttering or I will shot you again." Riboyama threatened, an annoyed tone evident but a stoic face. He then continued with a slightly less irked tone, "My granddaughter has to babysit her brother and most of your teachers' children or grandchildren. I want you to make a club that watches, or otherwise known as babysitting, the children or grandchildren of the teachers here. If you do, I'll train you so you can might be able to become some-what successful in the future."
"What about other members? Don't we need at least three students as members and a teacher supervisor to form a club?" Tsuna asked, brows furrowed, gaze averted again and still hoping not to stutter in Riboyama's presence.
"Well, I'm going to be the teacher supervisor and we have two student members here, do we not?" Riboyama stated rather than asked. Tsuna could only nod timidly. They then heard movement from the bed on Tsuna's right, where Enma was shifting.
"Why am I included in this?" Enma groaned the question from the bed he was currently lying in. His head was in just as much pain as Tsuna's.
"Because if you don't, I'll shoot you again. And this time, i won't be using something as soft as chalk." Riboyama replied with a straight face. Enma gulped and nodded his head docilely. The teacher just got scarier. He then presented to them a few sheets of paper as he ordered, "Good, now sign these and return them by tomorrow, or else."
Tsuna and Enma swallowed, once again nodding their heads and each grabbing a paper. Once they did so, they bolted out of the infirmary as fast as they could.
Once they were a good distance away from the school grounds, Tsuna asked while panting heavily, "So, a-are you going to s-sign up?"
"Only if you do. I l-like the idea, but I don't r-really trust him." Enma face got serious, or as serious as it could be while panting as hard as they were, "He feels more like a hitman then a teacher. Plus he didn't think twice about shooting us."
"What! He shot you too?" Tsuna cried out in complete surprise. Enma only nodded his head in response, and showed him the white spot on the back of his head.
"I got shot for not asking to take you the nurse's office. It still hurts like hell..." Enma explained as he gently rubbed the back of his head. Tsuna sheepishly rubbed the mark on the back of his own head, showing that he wasn't the only one in pain. Enma then continued, "So, are you going to sign up?"
Tsuna stopped dead in his tracks, "I-I don't know. I'll talk to Kaa-san first, then text you after I got an answer. By the way tell Mami* I said hi." Enma nod his head and said his good byes before turning down the street towards his home, leaving Tsuna in Namimori Park.
Tsuna sighed, putting his bag down before he brought out a spare notebook, opening it up to an unfinished drawing of Namimori Park. So, after deciding on what he was going to do, he fished a pencil out of his bag and sat on an empty bench. He then started to finish the drawing. So far he got the swing set, slides, jungle gyms, and mixed in objects that kids either left or were dumped by strangers.
He drew the background, which included trees, cars, buildings, and a sleeping dog. Within two hours, he finished everything except some details on the buildings. He decided to finish that now and start on the shading tomorrow. When he stopped he heard a small voice ask, "D-do you have any other drawings?"
Tsuna jumped and turn around, alarmed to find his classmate Chrome Dokuro staring at him. His face turned red in a matter of seconds. "Ye-yeah, I come here to draw a couple of times. I usually draw animals though..." He was looking everywhere but Chrome, hoping that he didn't embarrass himself like he always did.
"C-can I se-see them?" Chrome asked nervously, shuffling her feet in the process. She wasn't looking him in the eyes either. Her hair was purple and, oddly enough, in a shape of a pineapple. She was still wearing her school uniform and her amethyst eyes seemed to be a little brighter than normal. She seemed somewhat happier even. Tsuna was in awe for a second before snapping back into reality.
"Su-sure, sorry if they aren't good..." Tsuna muttered in reply, still blushing harshly while handing her the notebook. She took it with dainty hands and plopped down next to him softly. After a few minutes of sitting next to each other awkwardly, Chrome handed him back the notebook. Tsuna couldn't help but ask, "Was it any good?"
"Yeah, they were all drawn so beautifully. When did you start drawing?" Chrome questioned with an emotion akin to calm. Since when did she stop stuttering?
Tsuna started getting a little more comfortable around her, so he was able to reply in a more confident tone, "About the end of my first year of Junior High. I haven't shown anyone yet. I never thought I was any good, just like in everything else." They got up after Tsuna put away his notebook and began on their respective roads home, though they walked in the same direction for a while.
When they hit a crossroad Chrome spoke aloud, "I have to turn here, it was nice talking to you..." Tsuna could only nod his head in agreement.
"Yeah, it was really nice." Tsuna said with a small smile. He then remembered Riboyama and the club, so he asked, "Chrome, would you like to join a club with me and Enma?"
Chrome stood frozen in surprise, before giving a small smile before replying, "I need to talk to someone first, but I will give you an answer as soon as I can." With that said, Chrome bowed quickly before turning and running down the road to her place.
Tsuna stood shell shocked for a few moments before a grin broke out on his face. He couldn't help but think that, besides a few bumps, that this was a pretty good day.
*Mami is Enma's younger sister in the manga. (In-case anyone forgot or just didn't read the manga) I would like to say that she is still alive and will make appearances in my story.
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