Disclaimer: I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Authors Note: The other day, I was watching this movie about mother/daughter con artist who would make men fall in love with them then take their stuff.
That made me think, what if Tsuna was a con artist? That lead to, what if Tsuna had to seduce someone?
Then that lead to Naughty!Uke!Tsuna molesting semes… and that just made me drool. So I was like, "Which seme would it be hottest for Tsuna to molest?" And of course… the answer was Yamamoto! Yay!
Unfortunately, Tsuna isn't very naughty in this story… okay he is, but not M rated naughtiness. Maybe 16 year old rated naughtiness, but not 17 year old rated naughtiness! XP
As a matter of fact… Tsuna and Yama are 16 and are in high school in America because one, I wanted Tsuna to be overseas, and two -- I r 2 laze to look up Japanese schools or even type ma letters.
Off Topic Rant: Another thing that bothers me is the total lack of YamaTsu stories. I mean, this pairing is the hotness! So, if you like this pairing even a little, I beg of you to write some YamaTsu so I can add you to my C2 for YamaTsu!
Beta'd By: QianYun
Kay, without further ado, I bring you: Mafia Seduction.
Prologue:
Introduction to Seduction
The class broke out in whispers as the mysterious new student stood in front of them, his hands clasped tightly in front of him and his head bowed in what appeared to be nervousness.
"Class," the teacher began, causing the murmurs to quiet down and the students to give her their undivided attention, "today we have a new student joining us. He comes from overseas, so be nice. Go ahead, introduce yourself."
The foreign student stepped forward and lifted his head; his warm golden brown eyes sweeping over the classroom nervously. He was dressed in the usual Ninamori High School attire which consisted of black slacks, a white long-sleeved button-down collar shirt, a red tie, and something worn over it- in his case, a black sweater vest. The uniform for the girls were the same, only they wore black skirts instead of slacks.
Almost immediately, the girls began to place him on a scale of 'hotness'. They spoke in quiet whispers amongst themselves.
"He looks kind of plain… the only thing he has going is his eyes. Aren't they beautiful?"
'Thanks… I'll take whatever compliments I can get…'
"Yeah, but he kind of looks like he sucks at everything he does…"
'Is it really that obvious…?'
"Maybe if he did something with his hair…?"
'Ouch… I actually like my hair…' He pouted, sticking out his lower lip and furrowing his brow slightly, brown eyes sparkling. As if by magic, his entire visage seemed to change and it was like he had become the epitome of cuteness.
"Uh, hello…" he began, unaware that all the girls (and a couple boys, although they would vehemently deny it) were looking at him with slightly glazed eyes, small blushes on their faces. "My name is Tsunayoshi Sawada, and… uh… I transferred from… err… Japan to further my education. I'm very happy to be at this school!" He bit his bottom lip and looked away, unsure of what he should do next.
One of the girls in the back row let out a squeal, a trickle of blood escaping her nose before she fell forward in her desk, seemingly unconscious, a smile of pure bliss on her face.
Everyone stared at the girl in silence -- the boys with confusion and shock, the girls with understanding.
The teacher, having finally regained her composure from the girl's sudden fainting, cleared her throat. "Hum… it seems like it may be too hot in here…"
Half the class thought, 'You can say that again…' their eyes on the wide-eyed Tsuna.
She addressed one of the boys in the class. "Will you please escort her to the nurse's office?"
The boy nodded and put the unconscious girl's arm around his neck before hefting her up and walking out of the classroom.
"Now then, Mr. Sawada, will you please take the empty seat next to Yamamoto? Yamamoto, please raise your hand."
'Yamamoto' raised his hand and Tsuna felt a slow, nervous smile forming on his lips. It was just too convenient. The girl who had fainted was the previous owner of the empty seat, and 'Yamamoto' just happened to be the target of his mission!
He took his time walking to his seat, the smile on his face wavering as he observed Yamamoto. Tsuna had to admit, the boy was fairly handsome. He had short black hair that spiked upward, the cowlicks covering his forehead. He had eyes that from a distance looked like a mix of grey and brown, and a friendly smile on his face that spoke of his gentleness. Slightly wide shoulders and from what he could see through the thick material of the sweater, Tsuna could only guess that he played sports. He was also clad in the Ninamori High School uniform, except unlike Tsuna, he wore a long-sleeved sweater over his white shirt.
Nervousness and dread settled like a block of ice in his stomach. The reality that he was actually doing this was finally sinking in and making him begin to regret acting so hastily. He wished someone would shoot him in the head with a gun.
How could he have been so stupid?
Tsuna rushed through the halls of the Vongola's secret base, the bottom of his black dress shoes clicking steadily against the tiled floors and echoing through the empty hallway. His black coat billowed behind him as he marched steadily towards his destination, one emotion bringing about the uncharacteristic change in his behavior.
Anger.
It swelled inside him like a roaring fire, ready to lash out uncontrolled at anything and everything that entered his path. It wasn't just any anger. It was an anger composed of years of pent up frustration, pain, and sadness.
And the catalyst to releasing such dominating anger?
They made the simple mistake of calling him worthless and no-good.
Just the mere thought made his anger flare.
How dare they say that he was no-good and that he would never be able to become the Vongola Tenth? How dare they ridicule him, his family, and basically everything he stood for!
Well… he would show them. He would show them all!
Anger gave him the courage to push open the large mahogany double doors which banged against the wall with his fierce entrance.
Anger gave him the determination to storm up to his child-like mentor, Reborn, and his surrogate brother, Dino, and slam his open hands onto the desk at which they sat.
Anger gave him the drive to look into their wide eyed stares and demand that they give him the hardest, toughest, longest mission they had.
Shocked by the fire dancing behind his brothers eyes, Dino picked up a random folder and handed it to the boy, too disconcerted to even consider the repercussions of his actions.
Tsuna snatched the folder from the slack hand and spared a glance to its contents (some of which included a ticket to his destination and some money) before setting off toward the airport.
Anger gave him the stupidity to wait until he was on the plane, hovering above the middle of the ocean, to finally read the details of the mission.
A rank mission:
The Takeshi family is thought to have one of the most renowned and lethal sword styles in seven generations. The mission is simple: seduce the youngest member, Takeshi Yamamoto, find out the secret style, recruit Yamamoto into the Vongola family and have lots and lots of children with him and teach them the hidden style: thus increasing the Vongola's power by 50 percent.
Tsuna's eyes grew larger and larger as he read, his anger dissipating and being replaced with shocked horror. He read the instructions over and over, not wanting to believe what was written.
Finally, when the situation proved to be too much, his unleashed a load wail of, "NOOOOOOOOOO!"
It could be heard all the way back at the Vongola's hidden base.
Dino blinked, finally shaking off the shock of what had just happened. He checked the folders scattered on the desk and his stomach sank when he realized it was gone. "Uuuuuhm, did Tsuna just take the mission that was originally for Bianchi?"
Reborn sighed and shook his head. "Stupid Tsuna."
And now here he sat, the target of Operation: Seduction sitting right beside him. Unaware of anything other than his own little world, Yamamoto looked on, oblivious.
The thought of returning with his tail between his legs had surfaced – more than once actually – and as he sat there in the Ninamori High School classroom, it looked even more appealing.
'No!' Tsuna chastened himself mentally. 'If I did that, I would only be proving everyone who doubted me right! I have to do this, to prove them all wrong. To prove to them, and to myself, that I can be good for something.'
He was totally oblivious to the fact that he couldn't conceive.
With his resolved strengthened, Tsuna plastered a smile on his face and turned to his target: Yamamoto. "Hi," he said, catching said boy's attention, "my name is Tsunayoshi Sawada."
Yamamoto smiled politely. "I'm Takeshi Yamamoto. Nice to meet 'cha."
Tsuna had never been happier that he had accidentally signed up for Seduction 101 in Mafia Middle School. He was going to need all the help he could get.