Author's Note: Thank you so much for stopping by to read this! I've wanted to make this series for a reeeeaalllly long time, but I didn't want to publish anything until I perfected everything (truth be told: I went through so many drafts for this one episode alone =_= ) about this story and made something that I thought people could enjoy.
Anyway, this series is a sequel to KHR and takes place where the manga left off (well sort of, it also retcons the existence of chapters 407, 408, and 409). I love the KHR series, but one of my gripes is that the series never lived up to its fullest potential and ended kinda prematurely. With this series I hope I can create an idea of how the series could play-out if it ever continued.
Summary: All good things come to an end eventually, Tsunayoshi Sawada knows this better than anyone else. As his final days with the Sun Arcobaleno slowly come to an end, Tsuna needs to evaluate his life choices and make a final decision. Whether or not he wants to become the Tenth Generation Boss of the Vongola Famiglia.
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! belongs to Weekly Shōnen Jump, Viz Media, and Akira Amano, and the only characters that belong to me are the original characters that I created.
Target I: Ciaossu!
What you ever heard the song of the space time axis?
"The Sea knows no bounds."
"The Clam passes down to Generation to Generation."
"The Rainbow appears from time to time before fading away."
It doesn't really make too much sense in context.
Clams are passed down from Generation to Generation?
They are able to avoid decay?
Clams that bring chaos and ruin to the world.
It's a terrible world, but it's unfortunately the world of the mafia.
"This sucks! I feel like I've been asleep for ages!"
Vendicare Prison, a place said to be the most heavily guarded and inescapable prison ever to exist in the mafia world. It's as difficult to break into the prison as it is to break out, and for only a few exceptions, only few have been able to escape alive.
The Vendicare Prison had some of the worst living conditions in the entire universe, even if any normal person escaped, they would also have to worry about the atrocious weather conditions that made even Antarctica seem like a scalding hot desert.
Just another reason why the mafia is so terrible.
"Will you be quiet. We need to leave before the Vindice find us."
"Sorry."
It was said that the Rainbow appears from time to time before fading away.
Rainbows. Bright, colorful, beautiful. They capture childlike innocence.
"The rainbows will suffice. It's all that keeps me living."
"But we're still missing another guardian, not to mention boss. We're not all here, and from the information that I've been given, we need to arrive in a place called Namimori, located somewhere in Japan, that's where we can seek revenge."
"Japan?"
Typical of the mafia, hell bent on revenge.
"Is that where the Vongola Famiglia is located?"
"Yes."
The Clam has passed down to the next generation, and the Rainbow is free from the sky.
But, where is the Sea?
Then again, the Sea knows no bounds.
Always moving in unpredictable currents.
In the past, the Vongola Famiglia has always been recognized as the world's strongest and most successful mafia family in the world. For several generations they have dominated the entire mafia world, and befriended and allied themselves with other mafia families.
But of course, additionally they have also made a lot of enemies. They are also the most wanted mafia family in the world.
Being a mafioso in the Vongola instantly puts a giant target on your head. Almost everyone wants you dead.
Just more senseless violence in the world.
"So, in Japan, we'll also be able to find the seven Vongola Rings?"
"Of course, it shouldn't be too hard to strip a bunch of children of their powers. They're far too easy to decisive."
It can lead to a person's downfall to undermine the power of a child.
The youth are able to move freely, shaping their own future. Almost like the sky.
There are some children that are influence all those that are around them.
They have the power to understand and influence the people they meet.
They are the Sky, and the Vongola Famiglia knows this better than anyone else.
"In the name of the Malocchio Famiglia. Sawada Tsunayoshi will be purged."
Namimori, Japan, a radiant town that shined brightly in the morning day. It was for the most part a quiet and peaceful town, hardly ever having any major conflict and was mostly normal and ordinary. Well, at least before a certain infant from Italy arrived in town and changed everything. These days, it's hard to find a dull day while living in Namimori, especially if you're a certain teenager training to become a mafia boss.
Nana Sawada, a woman that was quite young-looking and beautiful to have a teenage son already in Junior High, was cooking breakfast for her family. Her attention turned to the stairs, and she let out a sigh, still smiled.
"He's going to be late." she muttered to herself, changing her mood to become more motherly and assertive, "Tsuna! Tsu-kun! It's time to wake up!"
There was no response.
Bianchi chuckled, rolling her eyes, "He's still as hopeless as ever."
"Gya-ha-ha!" Lambo laughed, finishing off the rest of his omurice, "Lambo-san is gonna eat all of Tsuna's breakfast!"
Nana sighed, "Tsu-kun is taking so long, he really is becoming like his father."
Before anyone had a chance to finish speaking, the sounds of rough, yet dainty, footsteps could be heard walking through the wall. The figure entered the dining room, as usual, dressed in his black suit and tie, black fedora, and his signature curly sideburns. It was the Home Tutor Hitman, Reborn.
"Don't worry, mama!" the infant smiled, as a green chameleon leapt onto the brim of his hat, "I'll go wake Tsuna up!"
Bianchi smiled, blushing a bit, "As expected from my beloved, Reborn."
The green chameleon jumps off the fedora, shape shifting into a hang glider. "Let's go, Leon." Reborn told his pet, the infant hitman soared through the house with the hang glider, making his way to Tsuna's bedroom. The spiky brown haired teenaged boy was resting in his bed, sleeping like a baby, his slim and petite body made it look obvious how uncoordinated he truly was.
Reborn landed on top of Tsuna's sleeping body. "Wake up, No-Good Tsuna!"
"F...Five..more minutes..." the sleeping teenage retorted, blatantly talking in his sleep.
Reborn brought out a fancy brief case, which lied a giant mallet, it was hard to tell from the infant's innocent and childlike face, but he was smiling sadistically. "Already then, have it your way." the infant hitman leapt into the air, brutally striking Tsuna into the gut.
"Waaaah!" Tsuna screamed out, instantly waking up.
"Ciaossu. Have a nice sleep, No-Good Tsuna?"
Tsuna rubbed his stomach, which was in unbelievable pain. "Reborn! How many times have I told you? Don't wake me up like that!"
"I was just testing out my Reverse One Ton Mallet." Reborn explained, retracting the mallet, "Did you know that nine out of ten mafia bosses are able to wake up to even the harshest conditions?"
"I don't care! And I'm not going to become a mafia boss!" Tsuna yelled, he rubbing his stomach, "So, what are you doing doing anyway?"
Reborn happily resting on his chair, taking sips of his mug of espresso. "It's time for you to go to school, because of the fights against the Simon Famiglia, and the Representatives Battle, you've been missing lots of school lately."
"But it's not like I haven't skipped school before!" Tsuna reminded him, "I always done it before whenever there's a really hard test, or on vaccination days!"
"And that's exactly why you're a loser."
"Hey!" Tsuna replied, "I don't need to hear this from a baby!"
Reborn took another sip of his coffee. "Well in any case, we have topics to discuss. It's only a matter of time before my role as your home tutor comes to an end."
"An end?" Tsuna felt sick to his stomach just saying those words, he knew that a day like this would eventually come in the future, a day where Reborn would permanently leave.
It was true that Reborn had caused Tsuna many different types of humiliation, but he also helped Tsuna acquire many reliable friends that he could always count on.
"Now that my curse has been lifted, it's time that I start reevaluating my life choices, and find a resolution to my life." the infant continued speaking.
"What does that mean?"
"It means that you're going to have to make a choice as well. Do you or do you not want to become the Tenth Boss of the Vongola Famiglia?" Reborn asked.
Tsuna crossed his arms, somewhat angry, "No way, I'd rather die than become a mafia boss!"
Reborn smirked, bringing out a CZ-75 semi-automatic pistol from his suit jacket. "If you really wanna die, then have it your way."
"Hieeee! Reborn put that away!" Tsuna gasped in surprise.
Click
"Die!" the infant yelled, pulling the trigger, which caused a bullet to directly hit Tsuna in the forehead. He was able to successfully shoot Tsuna, before the boy was even able to have a chance to dodge it, he wasn't called the world's strongest hitman for nothing.
Tsuna had completely blacked out, he lost his pulse and breathing, any normal person would safely assume that Tsuna was dead. It was unfortunate, there were so many things that Tsuna never had the chance of doing because of dying. He never had the chance to get to school, and never was able to see his friends one last time.
Reborn placed the gun back into his jacket. "It's Dying Will time!"
Tsuna emerged from the ground, with his mood much different compared to before, he was now behaving more loud and hot-headed, all of his clothes bursted straight off, leaving him in his boxers, and an orange flame glowed on top of his forehead. "REEEBOOORRRNNN! I WILL GET TO SCHOOL WITH MY DYING WILL!"
The brown haired boy made a massive leap right out the window, rushing to school in his underwear like his life had depended on it. Reborn seemed pretty happy to see Tsuna on his feet and using the power of Dying Will after mostly living a peaceful life for the past several weeks.
"WHERE IS IT! WHERE IS NAMIMORI JUNIOR HIGH?!"
His fearsome eyes shifted to the open window, which he made a massive leap right out of the window—not even bothering to put on clothes.
If there was one thing that Tsuna absolutely hated, it was being forced into Dying Will Mode by Reborn, causing him to become a savage and run around in his underwear. The neighbors thought differently of Tsuna—under the impression he was some kind of rebellious naturist.
His speed and reflex greatly increased, making him almost unrecognizable to the person he previously was, making it to school grounds in less than five minutes.
The flame located on top of Tsuna's forehead finally went out, returning him back to his senses. "Huh, what just happened?" his attention turned to the lower half of his body, in which he was walking around in nothing but his underwear.
"Hieee! I just went Dying Will again!"
Tsuna sighed in embarrassment, realizing that he was getting weird looks from other students who believed that he was a streaking, and on school grounds no less.
"Tsuna-kun!" the sweet and innocent sounding voice, which belonged to a teenage girl that Tsuna knew all too well. Her beautiful light brown hair gently rested onto her shoulders, and her eyes golden showing off her innocence. It was Kyoko Sasagawa, one of the most popular students of Namimori Junior High and the girl that Tsuna has an unrequited love for.
"Kyoko-chan, good morning." Tsuna greeted, his face blushed upon seeing the girl he admired so much.
The brown haired teenage girl turned her attention to Tsuna, who still was in his underwear. "Uh, Tsuna-kun, aren't you cold, what happened to your clothes?"
"It's a long story."
"Tenth!" exclaimed the voice that Tsuna had also recognized all too well, his silver long hair was longer than most male students in Japanese schools and he held a cigarette in between his fingers which made an obvious display that he was a delinquent. The Vongola Famiglia Storm Guardian, Smoking Bomb Hayato Gokudera.
"It's pleasant to see you today Tenth, how are you?"
"Uhhh..good morning, Gokudera-kun."
Gokudera turned his attention to Tsuna in his underwear, his personality quickly shifted from being happy and positive to angry and protective, pulling out his multiple sticks of dynamite. "Was there an ambush? Don't worry boss I'll take care of them!"
"Calm down, Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna cried out, "There's no ambush!"
"Tsuna-san! Kyoko-chan!" the energetic voice of a teenage girl greeted, skipping merely as her brown ponytail bounced up and down, "It's good to see you this morn-" her attention was quickly interrupted whenever she saw Tsuna in his underwear, causing her face to become completely red with blush.
"Woaah! Tsuna-san, what happened to your clothes? Dangerous-desu! Very Dangerous!"
Gokudera glared at Haru Miura. "Hey creep, why don't you make like a tree and get the hell away from the Tenth? You don't even go to this school."
"Hahi! How dare you? Haru is not a creep!"
Takeshi Yamamoto walked over, placing a hand on both Gokudera and Haru's shoulders, he gave off his usual smile. Yamamoto was as average as a Japanese teenager could get, there wasn't anything particularly special about him in terms of appearance from an initial gaze, despite that, he was quite well built, mostly due to his love for milk and baseball.
"Now, Now, Alright guys, let's calm down."
"Yamamoto?"
"Yo, Tsuna!" Yamamoto greeted happily, just like everyone else he took notice to Tsuna who only in his underwear, "Uh, Tsuna, did you join the Boxing Club or something?"
"Boxing!?" roared Ryohei Sasagawa at the top of his lungs, wasting no time to rush over to Tsuna and grabbing both of his shoulders with anticipation, "Sawada! Has the day finally come, did you finally decide to join the Boxing Club?"
"Big brother..." Kyoko sighed in embarrassment.
"Piss off lawn head, the Tenth isn't going to join your stupid Boxing Club!" Gokudera growled.
"What did you say, octopus head!?" Ryohei yelled back.
Gokudera and Ryohei started arguing, not like it was much of a surprise, those two are almost always each each others throats and Tsuna had grown used to it.
"G-Good Mo-Morning...Boss." Chrome Dokuro happily greeted, she had tried her best to be confident as she was trying to stop being shy, the purple haired girl shifted her eye to her boss, "Uh, b-boss, why aren't you wearing clothes?"
"Alright guys...I get it already." the young mafia boss sighed.
"No need to worry, Tenth!" Gokudera assured his boss, he reached into his bag and pulled out a spare Namimori Junior High uniform, "I always bring a spare uniform just incase there was ever an ambush."
"It...wasn't..an ambush." Tsuna replied, his frown turned into a small smile, "But, thanks anyway, Gokudera-kun."
Tsuna relaxed in his desk, at ease with all the hijinks finally coming to an end, now dressed in his navy blue sweater vest and tie, gray pants, and orange converse. It was definitely a good thing that he was able to change into his uniform before his fellow classmates laughed at him, or before even worse, before the Disciplinary Committee found out.
"Tsuna-kun!"
It wasn't very often that someone in his class would address him by anything other than "No-Good Tsuna", but he was fortunate enough to at least make a few good friends while in Namimori Junior High. His red hair stood out the most in terms of appearance, with his faces covered in bandages, his shy demeanor and weak physique made in an easy target for bullies, nevertheless, that didn't stop him from having a smile on his face.
Enma Kozato.
"Oh, Good Morning Enma." Tsuna smiled.
"I heard what happened to you this morning, Tsuna-kun." Enma replied, though looked rather confused, "Uh, I heard that you were streaking or something."
"What!" Tsuna had nearly fell right out of his chair, "Who told you that?!"
"Shittopi-chan told me that, I guess she made a mistake."
Tsuna narrowed his eyes in embarrassment. "Shitt. P still thinks that I'm a pervert..."
Enma shook his head, he felt that it was probably best to change the subject. "Anyway, I came here to remind you about the new student this year."
"New student?" Tsuna raised his eyebrow.
"Yeah, Adel told me that we're suppose to get a new student today." Enma explained, he chuckled a bit feeling somewhat nostalgic, "I remember when I was the new student, I feel kind of old now."
"New student!" the infant-like voice exclaimed, jumping right out of the ceiling and painfully landing on top of Tsuna's hand. "I've been looking forward to this day all week."
Tsuna rubbed the top of his head in pain, "Oww, Reborn, what're you doing here?"
Reborn jumped off Tsuna's head, onto the teacher's desk. "My role as your home tutor is slowly coming to an end, so I decided to become your homeroom teacher in order to help you at least move on to the ninth grade."
"What?" Tsuna gasped, "But what happened to the real teacher?"
Reborn smiled. "I killed him."
"Don't say that so nonchalantly!" Tsuna yelled back.
Gokudera crossed his arms, wearing a proud grin on his face, "I'll look forward to Reborn-san being our teacher for the rest of the semester."
"Hahaha! That kid can do anything can't he?" Yamamoto laughed in his usual oblivious manor.
"How fun! Reborn-kun has such a big imagination!" Kyoko added.
Enma turned his attention to Reborn, he was also happy to see the infant hitman as his homeroom teacher—he was completely unphased by the fact that Reborn had killed a teacher and then stole their job. "Reborn, do you know who the new student is?" he asked.
"No idea." the infant said, he sat onto the teacher's desk which was four times his size, "But as a teacher my job is to make the student feel comfortable and at home."
"But you've never done that with me." Tsuna chimed in.
"That's because you're supposed to become a mafia boss."
It was fortunate that everyone either completely ignored all references to the mafia in this classroom—or they were just too oblivious to pay attention. Either way, all students were interrupted when the door that opened right was the new student.
He looked like he was cut from the same cloth as Tsuna and Enma. His body was unathletic and lanky, though his spiked up cyan blue made him look very carefree and lively.
"I'm sorry, I got here as fast as I could!" he chuckled, his voice sounded as young and prepubescent as Tsuna's voice.
Reborn turned his head to the new student, he smiled, "You're the new student of Namimori Junior High, aren't you, what's your name?"
The boy took a deep breathe, clearing his throat, "I am the one that knows how to influence others. I know how to help others find what they desire. I know how to rely on others when I need to. I can stay active in dire situations whenever I—"
"I said, your NAME." Reborn interrupted.
The blue haired boy slumped his head in frustration, "Aww, I spent all night coming up with that speech." he brought his head right back up, now wearing a toothy grin on his face, "My name is Kōichi Hanamori."
"Kōichi?" Tsuna echoed to himself.
Tsuna had his suspicions about Kōichi, must have been his Hyper Intuition telling him that something was wrong, but then again, Tsuna has already met a lot of weirdos, and Kōichi was the tenth new student that enrolled in Namimori Junior High since he's met Reborn. He seemed like a nice person, and didn't cause too much trouble throughout the day.
Having the world's strongest hitman as your homeroom teacher is one of the worst experiences in the world, if it wasn't already bad enough having one as a home tutor. His lectures were above that of a college level student, with only Gokudera being able to answer any questions.
And his punishments made punishments given to actual Japanese criminals look generous in comparison, ironically they were all given to Tsuna.
After a long day of school the final bell had rang, much to Tsuna's relief after spending the day in hell. Tsuna and his friends met up with Haru at the Namimori Diner, over the past several months it had become a frequent hangout for the group, whenever they weren't at the Sawada residents.
Gokudera took a seat onto the booth, crossing his arms frustratingly, "I only intended to treat the Tenth to something to eat, but I suppose I can buy you guys something. IF you don't go overboard."
Kyoko and Haru gapsed in excitement, scrolling their eyes down the dessert section of the menu. "I want Custard Filled Pastries, Baked Cheese Cake, or maybe even Strawberry Shortcakes!" the two girls exclaimed in synch.
"I said if you don't go overboard!" Gokudera snarled.
Yamamoto had turned his attention to Tsuna, who he noticed hadn't said a word since they arrived at the dinner. "Hey Tsuna, something wrong?"
"Hmm? Ah—nothing sorry, I was thinking about Kōichi."
"The new student?" Gokudera raised his eyebrow, "I don't exactly trust him."
"You don't trust anyone, Gokudera." Haru reminded him, she narrowed her eyes.
"Hey, you don't even know him! Besides he didn't seem like the sharpest tool in the shed, and god knows we don't need another Yamamoto in this school." the silver haired delinquent replied.
Yamamoto chuckled in embarrassment, completely unphased by the fact that Gokudera had just insulted him.
The waitress approached the group's table, like most female employee she have given her skirt a small, polite, curtsy. For a waitress she was quite young, and she looked like something straight out of a manga. Her purple hair stuck out like a sore-thumb, especially when compared to other Japanese youths, and her right eye was covered with a strange eyepatch.
"G-Good evening, my name is Chrome Dokuro. How m-may I serve you?"
Kyoko and Haru nearly leapt out their chairs, "Chrome-chan!"
"Boss, everyone, w-why are you here?" Chrome gasped in surprise, she grabbed a menu from the table and used it to hide her face, which was as red as the sun.
In hindsight, it was terrible manners for an employee's to hide their face with the menu of a customer, but Chrome wasn't exactly the best at being a waitress, having only been employed for a short amount of time.
"Um, Chrome-san, what's wrong?" Enma questioned.
"Well, s-see, it's against school rules for me to have part-time jobs. If Hibari-san finds out—"
"There's no need to worry, Chrome!" Yamamoto assured her, "We won't tell anyone."
Her cheeks lit up bright red, thankful for having such great friends, "I-Is there anything you would like to order?"
"I want a Small Round Meat Patty!" Yamamoto grinned.
"Huh?"
"It's called a Salisbury Steak, you Baseball-Freak!" Gokudera snapped.
"Haha, right, I forgot!" he chuckled.
"Uh, I'll have what Yamamoto's having." Tsuna chimed in, though he was completely out of it.
Kyoko turned her head to Ryohei, who had not said a word throughout the entire conversation, "Hey big bro, what do you want?"
"Hmmmm, I don't know. BUT, it has to be something extreme! I extremely can't make up my mind!"
Chrome nodded her head, understandingly, "P-Please take your time—"
"I've decided! I want Watanabe Ramen, to the extreme!"
The outbursts of Ryohei were still quite unsettling to someone like Chrome, nonetheless she wrote down everyone's orders and returned to serving the other customers, Tsuna's mind was still focused on his strange intuition that he received from the new student. It was rather strange—there was something a little, off, about the new student.
What made things a bit more strange is that whenever Tsuna first met Kōichi, he didn't sense any negative emotions inside of him, it felt rather different, almost like Kōichi was begging for help.
"Tsuna-kun, are you alright?" Enma waved his hands in front of him, "You're spacing out."
"I was? Sorry, I was just—um, nevermind."
It was clear that Tsuna had lost track of time when he spaced out, as Chrome had returned back with everyone's food in what seemed to be a few shorts minutes when in reality it was actually around fifteen minutes. She was doing pretty good for herself, however she still struggled a bit to deliver all the food to the table—except for the fact that she accidentally spilled the ramen that Ryohei ordered all over Tsuna.
"Hieeee! Hot! Hot! Hot!" he cried out in pain.
"B-Boss, I'm so sorry!" Chrome apologized.
Tsuna's entire uniform was completely drenched in hot broth and noodles, "It's okay Chrome, you don't have to worry about it."
Chrome wouldn't seem to take his forgiveness, she skimmed through an employee manual, in hope to avoid getting fired. "I-I'm sorry, I think I know how to fix this!"
"It's fine Chrome, really!" Tsuna smiled in embarrassment, "I'll just dry off in the washroom."
The timid waitress continued looking through the manual, where she was fortunate enough to find out that she would be able to out that Ryohei would be able to receive another bowl of ramen that would be free of charge as customer apology for poor service, despite none of the customers actually being upset with Chrome in the first place.
Tsuna rushed off to the washroom in order to clean himself up, he turned off the faucet, drying off his school uniform with an onslaught of toilet paper, he looked like a mummy with the amount of paper wrapped around him.
"Sawada?"
There was a strange chill that aroused from Tsuna's spine, as he was previously under the impression that he was all by himself while in the washroom, especially since he could've sworn someone just called his name.
"Sawada?"
He heard it again. Tsuna sensed the presence of someone when he felt a soft hand grab onto his shoulder.
"Sawada?"
Out of all the people that Tsuna could have come across, it was coincidentally Kōichi Hanamori, the newest student in Namimori.
"Hieeee!" Tsuna cried out in shock, falling onto his butt on the ground, and ripping the toilet paper off him.
The blue haired teenager raised his hand out, helping Tsuna recover from the ground, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to startle you!"
"That's okay, happens all the time. Kōichi?"
"Yeah, and you're Sawada Tsunayoshi. Right?" Kōichi question.
The brown haired boy nodded his head, though he felt a bit uneasy just talking to Kōichi, he sensed something strange within him almost as if he was calling out for helping—he quickly brushed it off as nothing, "Yeah, but you can call me Tsuna for short."
Kōichi's eyes turned to Tsuna who had dropped his backpack, filled with textbooks and . He was caught by surprise to see there was a strange ring that was sticking right out of his pocket—The Ring of the Sky Guardian of the Vongola Famiglia.
"The clams are abrupt! The clams are c—!"
"Eh, what did you say?" questioned Tsuna.
"It's nothing important!" Kōichi changed the subject in embarrassment, his eyes were still shifted to the inside of Tsuna's backpack which lied his Vongola Ring, "Hey, Sawada, can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah?"
The mood quickly changed, any remains of the carefree and friendliness in were totally in Kōichi's gone, "I heard a bit about you from the other students. They said that you've made a name in Namimori for being a loser. I think they call you No-Good Tsuna, or something."
Tsuna sighed in disappointment, he was already used to being known as a loser at this point in time.
"The other students told me all about you, you continuously fail your classes, you regularly fail at sports, and to make matters worse: you are frequently bullied by your upper-classmates."
"Y-Yes.."
Kōichi placed his cold hands onto the shoulders of Tsuna, "It's a cruel world isn't it, but there's a solution, have you ever considered revenge?"
"Revenge?!" Tsuna gasped, "What are you talking about?"
"Have you ever thought about getting back at the world for mistreating you in such harsh ways?" Kōichi raised an eyebrow, slowly letting to of Tsuna's shoulders.
Tsuna shook his head, intimidated by Kōichi and even stepping back to gain some distance, "No!" he stammered, "It doesn't matter if I'm a loser, I still have great friends that I can count on!"
Kōichi scratched the back of his head, he tussled through the strands of his messy blue hair, he was laughing, "Haha, sorry, I was only messing with you!" he eased up in personality, reverting back to the way he was before, "I heard that speech from a friend of mine."
"Ohh..uh, alright."
Kōichi smiled, "It was nice having this conversation with you, Sawada." he grabbed his backpack leaving from the door behind him.
Tsuna scratched his head in confusion, oblivious to the fact that Kōichi had noticed his Sky Ring.
"Uh, that guy is kinda weird."
"Oh well, it's better if I just ignore him."
Reborn popped out of nowhere, bashing Tsuna in the head, "Typical response from a loser like you!"
"Aah, Reborn!" he exclaimed, receiving another head injury from the infant, "Why do you always pop up at such weird times?"
"Because, you're not smart enough to make your decisions."
"Reborn, what are you talking about?"
"I mean, maybe Kōichi was wondering if you are going to find a resolve."
Tsuna raised his eyebrow, "W-Why're you still talking about that?"
Mukuro Rokudo had quietly rested in his chair, looking over a book that he was reading, for the most part the mood was quite quiet and peaceful. Other than the fact that Ken practically couldn't go five minutes without screaming about something.
"Aaugh!" Ken cried out in anger, "Where the hell is that stupid woman? She should have been here hours ago~byon!"
"Ken, I didn't know that you cared about Chrome." Chikusa questioned in his usual stoic voice, pushing up his glasses in the process.
Ken's entire face glowed red with blush, he would never actually admit to actually caring about Chrome and needed to make sure that he kept the facade that he deeply hated her to the rest of the Kokuyo Gang. "What? No way, I hate her guts! I'm just waiting for her to give us this months rent!"
After the Representatives Battle came to an end, Chrome was invited back into the Kokuyo Gang, and was still allowed to retain her role as a student in Namimori Junior High. The only catch was that Chrome needed to pay off her debt for all the times that Ken and Chikusa had to pay for her food and water, and also needed to pay for rent to continue living in Kokuyo.
She had recently been hired as a waitress in the Namimori Diner, and her cute and petite appearance received unwanted attention from many of the customers. Being a waitress wasn't exactly the best paying job in the world, however, it was enough for Chrome to pay off her debt, rent to live in Kokuyo, and no longer worry about starving anymore. On an even more positive note, the job also seemed to helping Chrome with her insecurities and gain a bit of confidence in herself.
"This is bad! I knew it was only a matter of time!" Fran freaked out, "Chrome was eaten by the Hopkinsville Goblins like I predicted!"
"What?" Ken gasped.
"Ignore him." Mukuro chuckled, nonchalantly brushing off all words that come out of Fran's mouth.
"Mukuro-chan!" M.M called out, she didn't exactly look in a positive mood as she dragged a small child from behind her, "I found this brat intruding!"
The small child looked about around the same age as Fran, though he didn't look anywhere near as innocent and childlike as him. "Intruding, was I really intruding?" the boy questioned, "Or perhaps I was instead creating events that were destined to happen."
"Those are some pretty big words coming from a brat like you!" M.M snarled.
The little boy wasn't phased at all by the insults that M.M was throwing at him. "Are my words really that big?" he asked, "Or are they only big in the eyes of someone like you?"
"What, are you calling me stupid!?" M.M growled.
The boy let out a small sigh. "I don't have time for this, I have other matters to attend to. I've come to see Mukuro Rokudo."
The character in question stood up from his chair, quickly running a hair through his pineapple shaped blue hair. "I don't recall we've met before. Do you owe something with me?"
"Master, we shouldn't get to close to him. What if he's the Hopkinsville Goblin that ate Chrome!" Fran exclaimed.
Ken rolled his eyes, "You really are an idiot, aren't you?"
"You're a smart child for having a good sense on the superstition." the little boy complemented to Fran, "But I digress, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Hex Nebbia, and I've come for the Mist Ring of the Vongola Famiglia."
"Mist Ring?" Mukuro echoed, amused.
Hex nodded his head. "Correct, you have something I want. You are the Mist Guardian in the Vongola Famiglia aren't you?"
"Kufufu!" he chuckled, "I suppose you could say that I would technically be the holder of the Mist Ring, but I don't distaste the mafia, and I don't have the Mist Ring in my possession."
Hex stood up from the ground, breaking free of M.M's grip, he reached into the pocket of his shorts, pulling out strange looking voodoo doll that looked like it was poorly stitched. "Then that means that I'll have to get answers out of you a different way."
The little boy grabbed onto the neck of his doll, squeezing it as hard as he could. This caused Ken to fall to the ground, gasping for air, almost like he was being strangled.
"Aaah!" Ken screamed out loud, the voodoo doll was in turn strangling the life out of him.
"Ken!" Chikusa gasped.
"I'm a bit of an illusionist myself. I used the precious voodoo doll to control the body of your friend." Hex explained, turning his attention to Ken who was struggling to breathe, "It's almost like he's my puppet."
Mukuro grinned. "Very clever, I see what you're doing. By threatening to lives of my comrades, you actually think I'll hand over the Mist Ring to you?"
"I suppose you're not as stupid as I expected you to be." The little boy replied, letting go of the neck of his voodoo doll which also caused Ken to be able to breathe normally again. "But that raises another question. If what you say is true, and you really don't hold the Mist Ring. Than who does?"
"That's a secret." Mukuro kept his grin.
The little boy shook his head, understanding that he wouldn't get any answers from Mukuro. "Very well. But I should warn you ahead of time: I will always get the answers I'm looking for, that's sadly just the way that the mafia works."
Those were Hex's final worsts, going on his way, leaving everyone shocked and bewildered.
Exactly who was that kid?
Ken's breathing had finally returned to normal. "What the hell was that~byon?!"
"Was that some kind of prank?" M.M pondered.
"Damnit! We have have enough annoying brats running around here~byon!
Mukuro shook his head, eyeing Hex who made his exit to Kokuyo Land.
"No, that wasn't a prank. That child knew who I was, and I'm sure he knows something that we don't."
Author's Note: That's a wrap for the first chapter! I'm not exactly sure how I did in terms of introductions to the series, but I hope I didn't do too bad.
The beginning prologue for the series was a bit vague (on purpose), but it makes sense when you look at the Tri-Ni-Sette history in the series. The later half of the chapter was honestly the most fun, I tried my best to stay true to the character portrayals and not go OOC, and it turned out fun being able to test how well I know the KHR cast.
Anyway, thank you for reading, and your feedback is appreciated. Until next time!