A/N: MY FIRST EVER CROSSOVER FIC! I'm sorry for not updating my other stories! A lot came up like the Korea Trip, Blueprint event, getting a kidney stone, having a vertigo...etc.
Anyway, I hope you guys would enjoy this. This plot has been bugging me for months, I just didn't have the time to write.
TIMELINE: POST-KHR MANGA. About 6YL, So Tsuna's around 20. PRE-ANIME K, so Mikoto and Totsuka are alive.
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN KHR & K.
WARNINGS: POSSIBLE OOC-NESS (I fail in making them IC). No-pairings. Grammatical errors.
Mikoto hated meetings.
No, he loathed meetings so much that just mentioning that word to him and you'd find your hair burned to a crisp.
Mikoto sighed; these monthly meetings were a pain, which is why he always made Kusanagi or Totsuka attend them. Too bad Kusanagi got the flu and Totsuka had to nurse him with the help of Anna.
"Don't worry King! It'll all work out!" Totsuka cheered for him while Anna gave him an encouraging nod.
"Besides, I heard that this meeting won't be that boring since the Decimo would be coming himself. Who knows, something interesting might happen." Kusanagi winked at him before sneezing.
The Red King frowned as he surveyed the whole meeting room. What is so interesting about a bunch of immature bosses gossiping about the Decimo? At times like these Mikoto would rather take up on Munakata's offer to keep him in prison. Because if this whole riot goes any further, he won't be held responsible for what may happen next.
"So glad I came today! I finally get to see Decimo!"
"Idiot! You won't see much! Dimmer lights for anonymity remember?"
"I know; it's just that information about him is heavily guarded so I'm happy to at least hear his voice!"
"You're acting like some pedophile. Disgusting."
"No I'm not! He's not a minor!"
"Ugh. Don't go showing off your fantasies."
"Stop it all of you! I'm still young!"
Mikoto, sick and tired of all gossip, was about to burn something when the double doors to the meeting room opened and four people came in. He couldn't see their faces properly because of the dim lighting but their auras told him that you shouldn't mess with them; Especially that guy with the fedora. The stunned silence when they entered was immediately broken when someone shouted, "The Decimo is here!"
Immediately after that, different sorts of praises were thrown to the man with the mantle, that Mikoto guessed was the Decimo. He sighed, another reason he hated these monthly meetings was that people used this chance to suck up. It disgusted him so much that he wondered how Izumo or Totsuka puts up with this. Totsuka would no doubt just laugh at the whole thing or just videotape it, while Izumo would most probably just smoke to relieve his stress.
"I would appreciate it if we could just commence the meeting." The soft yet commanding voice, snapped Mikoto out of his musings. He squinted at the dim lights to see the other bosses make way for the Decimo and his company to sit down before going back to their own seats.
Mikoto straightened himself as he forced himself to pay attention. No doubt Kusanagi would annoy him later to tell him the details of the meeting. As he looked at the Decimo, he noticed that the fedora guy was not seated, instead was standing not too far way from the Decimo. Mikoto assumed that he must be a bodyguard.
Someone cleared his throat, "Ahem. Last meeting we discussed the rampant cases of human trafficking in the territory of the Giegue Famiglia. Fortunately, they managed to catch the miscreants and dealt with them accordingly."
The one seated at the right of the Decimo nodded his head and said, "That's good. Well are there any more issues that must be solved?"
"I heard that there's an illegal distribution of drugs in Japan." The one to the left of the Decimo spoke up.
The Decimo shivered, hm… interesting, before saying "I hope it's not in Namimori, or else he's going to commit homicide."
The one on the left said, "I can see that happening, in any case, I don't think it's in Namimori though. Could be in Ikebukuro."
"Trust me when I say that there's nothing there, some disputes between gangs rise but the Dollars are on it." Someone a little ways from Mikoto's right said, and then he looked at Mikoto. "Though I heard that there's one here, in Shizume."
They probably didn't expect him to say anything since he's just lounging on the chair looking bored, but when it comes to his territory he won't just stand by. Mikoto resisted the urge to scowl when the spotlight was on him.
"We're already doing our own investigation." Mikoto answered, trying to communicate the message that help isn't needed.
The one to the left of Mikoto turned to him and asked, "Well how do you plan on solving it? The purpose of these meetings is for us to help each other after all."
"So what did you find?" another one asked.
Mikoto sighed internally, it's a pain but he might as well tell them. They'll know it one way or another because of their connections. "An American syndicate is distributing them to smaller yakuza clans. We already found one of their main bases."
"As expected of the Homra. Then we'll leave it to you, if you need back up then we're here." The one to the right of the Decimo flashed him a thumbs up and Mikoto resisted the urge to sigh (He seemed to have been sighing a lot since he attended this meeting). That man must be an idiot despite his aura earlier.
"Just like what he said, we're all here. Also, we'll do our own investigations to help you too, Red King, Suoh Mikoto-san." The Decimo smiled at him.
Mikoto smirked, "Then this meeting is adjourned. I will see you next meeting, Vongola Decimo, Sawada Tsunayoshi." The Decimo's shocked face (well what he could only guess, with the dim lighting and all) made Mikoto feel that attending the stupid meeting was slightly worth it. Did he really think that Mikoto wouldn't do his own research before going?
The meeting may be held every month to discuss some issues on their territories but their steps to keep some sort of anonymity is useless. Even if they can't see the faces of the attendees, dim lights can't do anything to hide suppressed, powerful auras. And obviously, people know a lot about each other in the meeting. They may not know each other's faces because their files are heavily guarded, but that doesn't stop them from getting as much information as they could.
Mikoto lit a cigarette as he walked the familiar street to the bar. Good thing the meeting was held near his territory and not some unfamiliar country, or else he'd kill Izumo for making him take the plane for just one stupid meeting.
Tsuna tiredly sat on the chair inside his office. That meeting earlier almost killed him. He glanced at the door to see his tutor, self-proclaimed big brother and best friend enter his office.
"So, what do you think about the monthly meetings?" Reborn inquired the brunet.
"I never thought that many bosses would know my name!" Tsuna sounded so amazed.
"Idiot. Of course they ought to know you, you're the Vongola boss so your reputation precedes you." The hitman almost snorted at his ex-student's idiocy.
"Still! To even think that the Red King knows me. Wow!" Tsuna sounded so shocked.
"What's so great about the Red King anyway?" Enma asked, curious.
Dino who had been quiet, decided to speak up, "Well out of all the 7 kings, Suoh Mikoto is rumored to be the most violent-tempered of them all."
"Eh? Really? But he didn't seem to be like that earlier."
Tsuna nodded, "It's true, which is why I was quite shocked when I figured out his identity."
"Oya, it seems that you people have yet to learn anything." Reborn stared pointedly at the trio. "If you didn't even feel his bloodlust earlier then you have a long way to go."
"But there wasn't anything at all!" Dino protested while Tsuna and Enma nodded vigorously.
"Are you doubting my judgment?" Ominous aura surrounded him, as the rest of the occupants in the room shivered in fear.
"Of course not!" Tsuna denied quickly. He cursed his luck, it seems that no matter how many years will pass, he'll (they'll) always be scared of Reborn. Especially since he's not a baby anymore.
"Anyway, it was just fleeting, but when we stepped into the room, he looked like he wanted to fight." Reborn said, as his aura dissipated, he'd let them off the hook for now.
"But he was just lounging on the chair. He looked like he was bored out of his mind!" Enma pointed out.
"The look in his eyes tells another story." Reborn said which silenced Enma. "I now declare this conversation over. Dame-Tsuna finish up your paperwork."
Tsuna almost complained. He just got out of a meeting and now he's going to sign paperwork? "Okay. Later, everyone."
"See you lil' bro!"
"Bye Tsuna-kun."
"Don't even think about skipping, Dame-Tsuna."
And then all of them were out.
Tsuna stared at the door for a few more minutes before snapping back to reality to start signing. It wasn't until a few hours later when an explosion was heard just outside of his office. Tsuna bit back a groan as he stood up. Not that he was complaining because he was separated from paperwork, but the end result of the explosion is surely another batch of paperwork for him.
If he remembered correctly his window is facing the garden. He wished that there would be some flowers left, no matter how futile it was. Tsuna looked down to see his Mist and Cloud guardian going at it, with Lambo, Ryohei and Yamamoto trying to pacify them. He was about to shout at them to stop when Hibari and Mukuro summoned the Vongola gear which they simultaneously aimed at each other and Gokudera arriving to scold Lambo about something which caused the latter to summon Gyuudon. The end result was that it obliterated nearly half of the garden along with Tsuna's office.
To say that Tsuna's pissed was a huge understatement as he surveyed with a straight face the rubble that was once his office. Though, instead of lashing out at them he calmly stated.
"I'm tired of this. I'm going on a mission. Alone."
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