Title: Danger! Danger! Paranormal Scifi Nerd With A Crush
Pairing/Characters: Tsunayoshi Sawada, Gokudera Hayato, Yamamoto Takeshi, 5927,
Rating/Warnings: T, Very Sarcastic narrator, Tragic Events sprinkled with Comedy, Crack
Summary: Dame Tsuna after receiving what could be considered the world's lamest death, is now stuck wondering the earth as a ghost. Bored and having nothing else to do he chooses to haunt a college dorm with a certain crazy delinquent.
Meet Tsuna, the Friendly Ghost
She- as in beautiful angel on earth- Kyoko was currently gracefully taking notes of the lecture. Academics, he didn't really get much of it, so he didn't even bother to attempt to try to learn a thing.
Maybe that's why he didn't get it, he gritted his teeth, as his pencil scribbled across the paper.
He was drawing what appear to be Kyoko. Well a very craptastic version of her. Art was another skill Tsuna had lacked talent in. He continued to stare at Kyoko's pure perfection, until he could hear a hiss in his ear.
"Hey Dame Tsuna you better not be staring at Sasagawa." Dame turned around to see one of his douche bag of a classmate glare at him. Tsuna had half the mind to say something sarcastic. It's not like it would matter, since sometime this day he'd be beat up for some stupid reason. It was an accomplishment in itself he didn't come home all the time with bruises since the beatings were a normal occurrence.
"It's not like you have any better of a chance," Tsuna had muttered under his breath.
"What the f-ck was that Dame?" The other boy had yelled so loud, the students were in fear that the wrath of Hibari Kyoya would be soon brought upon them. But the boy was now fuming. How dare such shit tell him that he didn't have a chance with Sasagawa Kyoko!
The boy who had been glaring daggers at him had suddenly had gotten up, knocking his desk over in an angry rage. As he slammed the desk downward, his textbook went flying at an incredible speed towards Tsuna.
Tsuna just stood in place in shock. As if by slow motion the textbook had slowly came towards him. Shit, the textbook's going to hit my face. Closer and closer the textbook approached him. Tsuna was amazed at how fast the textbook was flying was now going at. Tsuna too late realized he could not move out of the way. Then as soon as the textbook had made impact with Tsuna's head. His world had gotten completely black.
Tsuna's death would be remembered forever in Namimori as clearly the lamest death in the history of ridiculous deaths. Death by a book, really how lame was that? Yet no one seemed to understand the tragic aspect of the incident. As such Tsuna's death was usually mentioned as a bad joke. On the other hand, Tsuna's killer would be forever remembered as the guy who could throw a textbooks at ridiculous high speeds. Despite his homicidal tendencies he almost was recruited as a pitcher on Namimori's team, after of course he had served his jail time.
Tsuna's funeral had been considerably pathetic. The school funeral of course had been large. But most of the people at the funeral, had appeared to be falling asleep moaning and groaning for the event to end. The chosen speaker himself had tried his best to come with a speech for Tsunayoshi. Shoichi walked up to the stand, sweating and holding the speech in his shaky hand. As he stood awkwardly on a stool behind the podium, he couldn't help but think in his mind how awkward this was. After adjusting his glasses he began to speak his words.
"Tsunayoshi Sawada...or as Dame Tsuna as he was known as. Well granted he wasn't really good at anything. And frankly he sort of was an embarrassment to our school. But uh- Tsunayoshi-san was a really good mood lifter, you know? Whenever I felt bad I just looked at him and I felt a hund-no a thousand times better~! His falling down the stairs had always brighten my day. And because he was such a loser not many of the bullies picked on me because they were too busy picking on him. So to the nerds of the school, the socially unfit, and the suicidal, and everyone in general had valued Tsunayoshi-san very much for the hope he created."
Letting out a sigh of relief, Shoichi turned to the crowd. At first the whole room was filled with silence. With such a speech how could people not look at each other speechless. Suddenly the area was filled with loud cheers! Yes Tsunayoshi had made all of them feel better about themselves. It was a common thought that at least they weren't Tsunayoshi Sawada! Yes the cries of relief of not being Dame Tsuna had filled the air, and the mixes of laughter from other people had soon also infected the air.
The noise was so gloriously loud, the old lady down the street had heard them, the stupid chihuahua had barked at the noise peeing in the process, nay even the guy who worked at the convenience store had heard the glorious cries as he glared at the customer in front of him.
Yet it also brought the wrath of Hibari Kyoya who had come storming in with his tonfas, followed behind by the black clothed dick styled hair of the prefects. Hibari had been smiling for a different reason. Ah, how much fun he would inflicting fear into the hearts of the herbivores. Yes either by a smile or by the force of his tonfas he could already see the herbivores running around the place like ants.
And how he love stepping on ants.
Amongst the screams of terror, and the mass hysteria from the attack of Hibari and the Dickheads, Tsuna had just watched in shock at his school funeral. Had no one had any respect for Tsuna, for crying out loud he was already dead and he still got no respect! Sighing he began to walk away from his funeral.
He turned away from the scene, in a groan.
The only people who seemed to be genuinely sad would probably have to be his parent, and surprisingly Kyoko Sasagawa. The thought filled his heart with a warmness. Wait a minute... how could he possibly be staring at angelic Kyoko-chan if he was dead? With a horror beyond comprehension Tsuna had realized he had become a ghost. A ghost one of the many things that had scared the shit out of him. Shivering he didn't really know what to think. Yet this could be a new opportunity, he could do something!
Heck he could probably get back at the many idiots who had given Tsuna hell! Or something like that, but Tsuna knew that would require a lot of work and elaborate planning. Something that was far to difficult for the late Dame-Tsuna. Having nothing better to do, and no wanting to have his pride bruised any further. He began to officially depart from the scene.
Not much was heard from Tsuna after that. Rumor had it that a certain school had been plagued with random pranks by an unknown source. Many wannabe ghost hunters or spiritual mediators have visited the school constantly to try to eradicate or find the source of the mischief. Most would either find nothing or would claim they could feel such a pathetic aura they couldn't handle it.
These hauntings or unexplainable phenomena had only occurred for a span of four years. It was most likely that the spirit of Tsunayoshi had been playing with his powers, and he had gotten bored with scaring the students he had disliked, and other bullies. Various students report they saw many of the local bullies with black eyes. Or enduring the pain produced by being hung by their underwear from a coat hanger in a closet. All these events had happened mysteriously. It was also reported by the victims they had seen a girlish looking boy or a flat chested female with short hair, after they were attacked.
Later apparently Tsuna the apparition had moved onto one of the college dorms, and was currently haunting that room. Well at least that's what the rumors claimed.
Gokudera had sighed so loud, the passing people just stared at him in annoyance. In response despite struggling with the boxes that he was currently holding, he still managed to glare daggers at the passing people. "Temees." He growled at the top of his lungs. The passing students just walked away not wanting to deal with Gokudera's wrath.
His hands reached his pockets, searching for the dorm keys. Even while juggling the boxes, he was still able to search through his pockets.
Damn it.
Not only commenting about the alien shaped bobble-head that had landed on his head, with a thump. The keys had appeared not to be in his pocket as he thought they were. Having no choice he began to bang against the door since he did have a roommate since he couldn't afford a single dorm. He could hear a shuffle inside the room.
"HEY! TEMEE! OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" he had yelled at the top of his lungs. The person didn't even stir. Who the hell was this person? He began to kick the door, the door suddenly had slammed open. Gokudera just waited in annoyance after hearing a thump and groan from whoever was behind the door. He glanced at the tan head lying on the floor. By the huge imprint of something round on his forehead, it appeared that Gokudera had managed to hit and knock out his new roommate with the doorknob.
Well it probably would improve his braincells anyway, Gokudera thought with a smile, and the guy would be out for quite a while so he could unpack in peace. He set his boxes on the floor next to the knocked out roommate, and observed the room. The room was packed with so much baseball related items it left Gokudera speechless. Baseball idiot the words popped in his mind with disdain, as he stared down at the roommate once again. Now where the hell am I going to fit my rare bobble head collection of aliens? Hmm maybe that shelf?
Lost in thoughts of where exactly Gokudera was going to fit his alien/paranormal/overall nerdy collection and his cigarettes and clothes, he placed a cigarette in his mouth to think. After satisfying himself with the placement of his stuff, and the placement of Yamamoto's stuff in a corner. (Who he had learned his name when he had seen his driving licensee on the desk.) He sat on the bed, tired, smoking again. Soon after the room seemed to stink of cigarettes. Frowning Gokudera, had soon realized smoking inside was a stupid idea, and threw the cigarette out the window.
Frowning and bored, he jumped onto the bed. He grabbed his magazine Paranormal Inquirer, and began to flip through the pages. Sighting of Nessie, again? Suddenly he could feel a cold breeze on the back of his neck.
Tsuna just glanced at the new person in the room. He was another eccentric person that had moved into the dorm. Verrry strange, Tsuna thought. Wanting to get a closer look, Tsuna approached him. Placing his face on his shoulder, Tsuna stared at the strange silver haired boy.
Gokudera had turned to the direction of the cold breath, with a surprised face. He could see a brunette, with large caramel eyes look back at him. Excited to see something paranormal. Gokudera just stared in amusement, with a new-found realization.
There was an apparition in the room.
And he could actually see it.
Gokudera could already feel his excitement start up.
A/N: I did this as a crack, but I was actually convinced to continue it. Haha, this will be fun to write! Like Yamamato Drunk On Life fun! If anyone likes this fan-fiction please review, it convinces me to continue stuff. :)