A/N :Yay, my first fanfic ! I wanted to try posting one for a while now, but I'm the type to easily get bored with my stories and simply give them up. I found this one with my old stories in a rusty file, and it was very short (about 50 words long), already finished, and it made me laugh at my own writing. It should mean that it's at least a tiny bit good, right…? (Nope, because my humor sucks. A lot.) So I extended it to its current length and here we are. I'm beginning to think that the shorter version had more impact. I'm having second thoughts. It was better, I'm sure of it. Urgh…
Anyway, I'll hurry up and post it before I change my mind.
Pure randomness, and quite a bunch of craziness too, because Reborn without craziness is just not Reborn. And I always loved the two's relationship.
Moving on, it's becoming quite a lengthy first author note, so I'm going to stop here, and let you (I hope) enjoy the story.
Disclaimer :Nothing here belongs to me, apart from the story (Hehe, that rhymes!). I'm just not as awesome as that.
Growing up
"Reborn...?" He started hesitantly. "You do know you're- I mean- you... Don't you think it would be time to... Just, you know ? Consider the fact that maybe... »
Reborn was at the end of his legendary patience. That was not even beating around the bush anymore. Tsuna had been trying to get this certain opinion out of his heart for Leon knew how many days. At first it had been funny enough (downright hilarious, if he admitted so himself), watching his student squirm and struggle with his self-preservation instincts in order to express himself. But he had been waiting for days now, and still nothing. And he was not certainly not pouting.
He tried one last time to make his idiotic pupil tell him, subtlety going out the window.
« Maybe what ?! Spit it out, Dame-Tsuna ! »
"Hiiiieee! Ok, I'll say it !"
The tenth boss of the most powerful Mafia Family took a deep inspiration and threw himself into the devil's den.
"Maybe you're a little too big now to fit on my head !?"
The rushed words came out a little too loud because of his fright, turning quite a number of heads on the way. It didn't really change anything, seeing as most were already staring at them before. He couldn't see it, but he somehow knew Reborn had just smirked above him.
"Baka-Tsuna, are you saying Reborn-chan is fat –desu ?"
Tsuna had never known that Reborn could pull the shell-shocked, high-pitched girly voice so well. In retrospect, he should have guessed ; it was Reborn after all. Still, it didn't change the fact that it creeped the hell out of him.
His brain then began to catch up with what had been said – a reflex ingrained by Leon in hammer form through years of Reborn having to repeat himself, which he did NOT appreciate – and his eyebrows jumped skyward – just them though, his body didn't follow suit, as he still had a demon in his hair.
"What ?" Was the very intelligent answer his mouth let through. So he opened it again to come up with a more appropriate come-back to Reborn's crazy statement.
"No, what the hell !?" Because that was so much better. I'm dead, he thought, he's so going to kill me. Then, "Wait, why do I feel like you just channeled Haru ?"
To his relief, Tsuna was still living to hear the now eight-year-old-looking arcobalerno heave a deep, completely fake sigh of disappointment.
"Then I guess I'll have to take your shoulders."
"That's NOT what I meant !"
His frustrated scream rang through the whole town.
On her way to school, Haru sneezed.
Please let me kwow what you think !
