A/N: Okay. First of all, I would like to say that this is not the fic I had in mind since the 1,827 word count in my Eleven fic.

The fic that has been bothering me was too complicated and I was too lazy to ever finish a chapter of that one. (It's a series, by the way..! ovo) But maybe if, by divine intervention, I get motivated, then yes, I will post it up and say that this story is the prologue of that one. ^_^

There's one thing I have to say, though. This could be a part of that fic, but it can also stand alone. Which works. For me anyway. XD

Oh and by the way, this is chapter one. This is not a oneshot fic. Yay. XD

Warnings: Before anything else, I would like to remind everyone that I try very hard to ignore time. It doesn't even try to ignore me. Which is very inconvenient, to say the least. My point is, this being a series, I will try my best to update as soon as I can (read as: as soon as I see that everything is perfect through OC-colored glasses) Really. I promise.

Hmm…I guess, aside from this being a boyXboy fic, and that it contains some nudity (yes, as in some exposed skin), I guess there's nothing else I have to warn you about. Ovo/

Of Luck and Choices
(chapter 1)
by chumee

From the start, Tsuna swears that somehow his bad luck was tied with Reborn. If the hitman didn't exist, then this wouldn't have happened.

Well, everything that needs blaming can be pointed at Reborn, right? Right.

It's got to be because he made Reborn angry. Well, not really angry, but you get the point. Still…

Has any infant ever hit someone in the head, with the force of a missile, simply because that someone changed the channel from a documentary about top rating guns to one about a bird hunting a fish? Normal people would say it was ridiculous.

And yet, for Tsuna, it all happened yesterday.

Today, Tsuna's alarm clock had been someone who flipped the bed over. Someone he had a good idea who. And although he was ungracefully dumped on the floor, his eyes automatically looked at the wall clock, only to arrive at the conclusion that he, as usual, is late.

It triggered his reaction to run to the bathroom, all the while screaming to the world that he was late. There was soapy water on the bathroom floor, yet no hot water. Cursing himself for not taking a bath the night before, he proceeded with dipping himself in the icy cold morning water. After experiencing frostbite, he went on with dressing up, then realizing that his school shirt had a missing button, but of course he was wise enough not to try fixing it. Needles were the absolute worst especially when you're in a hurry.

After that, he also realized his belt was missing and that meant a very dangerous situation. Not that anyone hadn't seen his boxers before, but that's not entirely the point.

Then, he found out that a certain someone had already eaten his breakfast, so he had no choice but to run to school without eating. Stomach grumbling, he decided to buy a little something at the nearby convenience store. Sadly enough, he realized he had forgotten his wallet.

Just as he was thinking about how unlucky he was today, a speeding delivery truck that looked highly suspicious almost made him flat-line. Or at least made him sweat like crazy with additional knee buckling and hand shaking. But of course, he still made his way to school. After all, the physical examinations were today and he probably wouldn't want to miss it lest he wanted to taste Hibari's steel against his fragile ribs.

But of course, let's not forget that our dear little protagonist is late. And since he was late, and most probably the physical examinations were done, it would mean facing the Discipline Committee to have detention. It meant seeing Hibari Kyouya, leader of the said group and the only one with a decent hairstyle, and his goons, who had the most ridiculously shaped ones. It was hard not to laugh. But the promise of a beating, when even just a grin shows on one's face, would keep anyone in control.

Talk about having a bad day.

Right now, he was in front of the Discipline Committee Room. There were no oddly shaped hairstyle holders outside and it was eerily quiet. He tried pressing his ear against the door, trying to listen to even the faintest sounds to no avail. Nothing could be heard, not footsteps, not even light conversation.

'This scene looks exactly like a horror movie's.' was what Tsuna thought, which was true in a sense. The intense, evil, grudge-like aura surrounding the room made it seem like so. The only parts missing were the blinking lights and the bloody hand appearing on the door.

'They're not here.' Tsuna prayed. But as soon as he turned to walk away, he heard a quiet, but distinctly dangerous voice. It said, quite impatiently yet still managing to sound bored,

"I'm waiting."

Tsuna's expression looked like that of a mouse which was caught by a cat, a really scary one with metal claws and fangs that could 'bite him to death'. He slowly faced the door, the color of his face draining. It wasn't as if no one was there. Of course, someone had to be there. After all, the Discipline Committee has a reputation to keep. A very scary one.

And it also wasn't as if Hibari would allow his 'Discipline Committee members' to slack off. The only thing Tsuna could think of is that they had been waiting. It was a trap. An ambush. Sort of.

He believed with all of his heart that the moment he opens the DC room, he would be greeted by goons holding baseball bats and chainsaws, if not muscled men in executioner's hoods and axes. He truly, truly believed that Hibari would be in the center, smiling brightly as he introduces Tsuna to the iron maiden. He gulped and took his supposedly last breath, eyes instinctively closing before opening the DC room door.

"What are you doing with your eyes closed?" came Hibari's voice. He sounded pissed.

Tsuna opened an eye and gaped. No goons, no muscled men, no weapons and no iron maiden. It was only Hibari, seated in what he supposed as the leader's chair, leaning back with arms crossed and not even hint of a smile on his face.

"A-ah…" Tsuna thought of something nice to say without looking like a dumbstruck goldfish. "Nice morning isn't it?" He laughed awkwardly.

Hibari didn't look impressed. "Enough to sleep in?"

Tsuna could only turn red in embarrassment.

"Coffee." Hibari suddenly said, glancing at the left side of the room where the water heater was. "Two teaspoons of sugar. One spoon of powdered milk."

Tsuna immediately obeyed, feeling his arms automatically make coffee. At least, it was good he learned from his mom how to make one. His dad being the coffee drunkard, learning how to make coffee would save the world from too much Starbucks paper cups. And that would have meant a lot trees. Which would have meant deforestation, and then ultimately, global warming. So Tsuna learning how to make coffee actually saves the world, and probably himself right now too. Tsuna wondered if this was all Hibari wanted him do, figuring out that he usually makes someone make his coffee.

But fixing some beverage as detention for missing the physical examinations? Laughable. And if he weren't such a coward, Tsuna would've asked Hibari if there was anything else he could do for detention than play maid. But that wouldn't have been good. Who knows, he might just be asking for his own beating. And now, as Tsuna looks down at his concoction, it suddenly looked a little eerie. 'What's with the coffee?' Tsuna thought.

Tsuna could have opted to not go to the Discipline Committee. If he did, he wouldn't have to be stuck in such a horror-like situation with the worst possible person. But not going would have been futile or maybe even worse. After all, Hibari knew who is and who isn't late. And if that person had the guts not to turn himself in, well, let's just say that death is always waiting with open arms.

He sighed at his helplessness as he turned to set the mug in front of Hibari. Hibari looked up.

"Umm…" Tsuna began, his eyes looking away. "Two teaspoons of sugar and one spoon of powdered milk?"

"…"

"…?;;;"

"…"

Tsuna faked a cough which sounded very much like a choke.

Hibari reached for the mug, eyes still locked on the little rabbit in front of him.

"…Sawada, are you seducing me?"

Tsuna's eyes widened as they traveled back to look at Hibari's face, his cheeks starting to feeling hot. "W-w-wuh-what are you saying?" he stuttered.

There was a look on Hibari's face that Tsuna couldn't immediately place. The dark-haired boy pointed at Tsuna's shirt. The one that's missing a button. Tsuna glanced down and realized another button was ripped off somehow. Then, he vaguely remembered the sound of something ripping when he was almost hit by the delivery truck from this morning, but sadly he didn't realize it was a button from his own uniform. Of course, Tsuna felt a little cold around his stomach area, but he shoved it off as an empty stomach. He never really thought that wind was… that he was walking around with his belly button exposed the whole time. And now his belly region was like the holy grail to a very devote follower, namely Hibari.

His hands immediately covered the skin that was exposed and instinctively took a step back. "T-that's..! What're you--?! It's not what you--! I-I'm a guy too, you know! Who wants to seduce you anyway?!"

Tsuna winced. The last part sounded wrong. Here he was, with the ripped off buttons. And then he asks who wants to seduce Hibari, who just asked him to make a cup of coffee as his detention. Brilliant.

"Hmm…" was all Hibari said in response to his outburst, amusement glinting on his usually cold eyes.

"A-anyway…" Tsuna continued, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment, once again looking away from Hibari. "If there isn't anything else, I'll be going now…" he finished lamely.

He heard Hibari take a sip and couldn't help but look at his face again. Hibari looked just the slightest bit pleased. Weird. And most suspiciously dangerous.

"Make me coffee again tomorrow." He said quite firmly, basking it off as a command, not a request. Does he dare say no?

Tsuna stared at Hibari. Hibari stared right back, still looking pleased. "You might be good for something after all." He said, voice sounding pleasant. Tsuna blushed and tried to look unaffected. It sounded harsh, but coming from Hibari, it had to be a compliment.

"Umm…Thanks." He manage to say, although quietly. He turned and walked towards the exit. He was about to close the door, all the while looking down to avoid seeing Hibari's expression. Then he heard it.

"Sky blue." Hibari said quietly, mostly to himself, his tone amused.

"Huh?" Tsuna looked up, his face looking really confused. Nothing in the room was sky blue, and the sky outside was turning gray. Perhaps Hibari wanted food coloring on his coffee? Or maybe he heard wrong. Some Sky flakes or biscuits, perhaps, to accompany his hot drink?

Hibari leaned back and looked like he was about to watch a movie.

"Your boxers are sky blue." He rephrased.

The only reply Hibari got was the sound of the DC room door slamming, Tsuna's hurried footsteps on the corridor, and a yell that sounded like, "YARGHHH!!" from far away.

Hibari sipped the coffee again and laughed.

Notes:

*physical examinations – You know, those measurement thingies Japanese students have on the first weeks of classes. (at least, from what I've gathered. o_o)
*SkyFlakes – is a brand of soda crackers. Soda crackers go well with coffee. Or do they? Maybe when you're really hungry? Try it sometime..! XD;;

Credits:

~miyaken23 - I hope you did well on your sci paper. Sorry for bothering you every so often. XP Thank you for beta-ing this chapter~XD Tsuna's dad being a 'coffee drunkard' is one of your most brilliant ideas. XD If I could, I would've stolen and given Hibird to you as thanks. (But I can't, with Hibari watching. lolXD) Another thing, miyaken. I do not have a fetish on Tsuna's boxers. (Well, maybe. But I don't see anything wrong with that. o_o Does anyone?)

...Review? ovo/