Hayato was not pleased.
The day started just fine; The sky was clear, the Sword-Freak was nowhere to be seen, and Tsuna-sama had that bastard Reborn to watch over him, thus giving Hayato the entire day to do what ever he wanted.
Good start, right?
Not five minutes later, the bolder rolled down the hill. Sometimes Hayato wondered if he was Sisyphus when trying to have a peaceful day. In the end, it never worked out and he had to start all over again. At least the Sword-Freak wasn't here, that would have made everything much worse, what with the idiot trying to get Hayato into his bed... Don't ask.
But he had run into someone that looked as if he had seen all twenty two layers of Hell, and lived another day to tell the story over and over again.
Thus only one thing could have happened. It was simple really, this man had managed to piss off Reborn somehow. He didn't really want to know.
But he did. And that was what ruined his day even more. There goes archery practice.
"Oi! Who are you?" He yelled after the retreating figure.
The man flinched and, shaking, turned around. He had developing bruises on his neck along with some pricks of blood in the pattern that one was all too familiar with when traveling with the overprotective demon that was Reborn.
"Those don't look too good. You will want them to get checked by someone." Hayato told the man, not really caring if he listened or not. Paying closer attention to just how the pattern looked, wondering why it looked so familiar. Then it clicked. It looked like the pattern that Reborn used to mark Tsuna-sama's bullies for him and the others to have a go at.
It looked like his day just got a whole lot better.
"On second thought, why don't you just come with me and I will take you to a healer. I know the perfect one to deal with someone who has had a run in with THAT particular demon." Hayato says as a smirk slowly spreads across his face. Unfortunately, for the man that is, it went unnoticed and Hayato led the man away from the more populated portion of the village. The one where his team lived in. It was actually a shame that the Sword-Freak wasn't currently anywhere in sight. He would have loved this moment.
Oh well, it just gives him more time. As well as the bastards that were Mukuro and Kyoya. But he would have to get the hell away from the man once the girls got a hold of their new prey.