Hello everyone.
This is the first of a couple of short stories that will connect to the second part of "An ordinary day'. I want to put a warning that this will be a real mafia story, and I would be touching on mature topics that many may find objectionable. I will stay within the Reborn's world rules as much as possible, but it is meant to be a more realistic take. This is a two part, the next one is almost done.
This is an introduction to the world the main character would be forced into. If you haven't read "An ordinary day", you may not understand what it's going on, or may think I got facts of the manga wrong. That is not necessarily the case. I'm using the manga as a blue print, and I'm changing as I see fit. Also, I will be including topics that took forever to introduced in the manga, so if you haven't finish reading it, there will be spoilers.
There are three main couples: Tsuna/Hibari, Yamamoto/Gokudera, Bianchi/Dino. A one shot about the relationship between Hibari and Tsuna is coming soon. I added I-pin without an introduction because I really don't think is needed if you read Reborn.
Reborn does not belong to me, neither are any of the mangas and anime I mention in the story.
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When Tsunako Sawada was a little girl, she fancied the idea that she wanted to be a Yakuza boss and wished she could be like one of her favorite manga characters. The main protagonist of the story was the granddaughter of a Yakuza boss, and she was also a teacher that helped hooligan students to become productive members of society. The main grab for the girl was not only being part of the Yakuza, but to be as strong, courageous and determined as the main character.
That manga had been a precious treasure for someone who completely lacked those characteristics. She had been dealing with bullying daily, and she lacked the strength, courage or determination to stand up for herself.
The girl wonders how different her life would have turned out, if she would have ever had a teacher like Yamaguchi-sensei? Why couldn't there be someone that would stand up for her, that would believe in her? Even if she was considered a loser, deep down she had always wanted to change her life around, to be a better person, to be a better daughter.
Hooray, hooray, she got her wish. She will be joining a criminal organization which was more back up than she ever imagined. She now had strength, still working on the courage part, but her determination was burning bright like a flame. She also got a teacher that was pushing her to become a better person.
In retrospect, she should have been more specific with her wish.
It has been two years since Reborn had come into her life. Two crazy wild years surrounded with crazy people, unreal adventures, and many hardships.
The last two years had been a real test on her resolve.
She was to be a mafia boss, a real mafia boss in charge of a criminal empire. The Vongola family had been the number one, most powerful and richest mafia family in Italy for many generations, and their influence was also present around the world.
But that influence was in jeopardy now, and it was going to be left up to her to ensure the future glory of the family.
There was one tinny problem though. A very simple, but oh so important problem that was making it very difficult for her to achieve that goal. Tsunako Sawada had not been raised in a mafia family.
She was a powerless school girl, that had lived her entire life in a small town surrounded by forests, in a remote Japanese prefecture that didn't even had access to the main train.
How was she going to achieve something as grandioso as inheriting the title of capo di tutti capi? Or the boss of all bosses? Better yet, how did she end up stuck with that responsibility in the first place?
Tsunako had to learn more about her bloodline's history to find out.
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Many, many years ago, Giotto Vongola the first official boss of the Vongola family, was betrayed by his own mist guardian. Because of that incident, and his disillusion with the direction the family was about to take, he decided to retire.
His water guardian had been a Japanese man, who would always speak very fondly of his native land. Giotto became very curios of the land of the rising sun, and when he finally visited Japan, he fell in love with the country and never left.
He didn't just cast away his Italian country, but his heritage and family name. He married a Japanese woman, and changed his name to Ieyasu Sawada.
The years went by, and Giotto's family line prospered peaceful in Japan, removed from the main branch in Italy.
But with time comes change, and not always for the best.
After his death, his family was unable to protect themselves from the power of the Vongola. Any children that were capable of using the dying will flame were taken against their will to Italy. Eventually the Sawada family was reduced in numbers, many decided that it was pointless to raise a family and have children only to lose them because of some random genetic trait.
By the time Iemitsu was born, there was only a handful of individuals who bore the Sawada family name. When Tsunako was born, the only Sawada's left were her father, grandparents, her mother and herself. By the time she was a toddler, her grandparents had passed leaving only her small family as the remaining members bearing the Sawada name, and herself as the last candidate.
Tsunako found that story to be extremely depressing, and just another reason to hate the Vongola even more. But it wasn't over, there were many more tragedies to come. Within those two years, she read volumes and volumes on the history of the Vongola, but it was the most recent chapters that had almost destroyed the family.
They called it the cradle affair. The largest coup detat in the Vongola family history.
Timoteo Vongola had four Children. Enrico, Federico, Massimo and Xanxus. Of those children, Enrico had been chosen by his father and the advisor to take over after his father. There was one group that disagreed with this decision, because this was the mafia and there were always disagreements in the way power was handed down.
The Vongola high council had twenty-one members. Seven non-family members that worked for the main family, seven upper echelon that could trace their Vongola lineage back generations, and the last seven were representatives of the mafia families the Vongola had under its protection. It was done this way to give everyone a fair chance.
The majority wanted Enrico, the loud minority wanted Xanxus, and were campaigning to make this happen.
Xanxus felt empowered knowing that he had a group of followers. His conceit grew, his prideful behavior was getting out of control, and he became obsessed with taking the right to rule from his older brother.
When he was fifteen years old, Xanxus went to Japan with his father. It was then that he met the outside advisor's family. He had never known that his father had such a soft spot for Iemitsu, let alone that he was so besotted with the man's daughter. Experiencing such loving home, and seeing the affection given to the little girl enraged him. He grew up poor, living in squalor and having to endure beatings just to be able to eat. This family, this girl, their way of living, he both envied and hated.
Tsunako was a curious little girl, and had been fascinated with the older boy. She was also very trusting, so she saw no problem hanging all over him and sitting on his lap to show him her stuffed doll and talking gibberish like any four-year-old would.
Xanxus, hated her, he had only meet her, but he hated her. In his anger, he put his hands around her little neck and without thinking of the consequences, he squeezed it gently but with enough pressure to cause pain. The effect was immediate, in her moment of need, her flame flared up in rejection of his touch. Xanxus had been so shocked, that he dropped her to get away from her. When the adults came to find out what was wrong, they saw the little girl crying on the floor, her little forehead adorned with a bright flame.
Xanxus did not know or care what happened after that, but he started to wonder, what else was his father hiding. His paranoia drove him to sneak into his father's room, were he found and read the old man's diary.
He was adopted.
He had no Vongola blood, and as such, he had no legal claim to ever be accepted as the next boss. It also meant that the Vongola sky ring, the ring that was passed down to every boss, the symbol everyone associated with being the boss, would reject him.
He was nothing.
The Ninth had never intended for him to become a successor, he had been lied to and betrayed. He was enraged that people inferior to him had more claim than he ever did. He realized with utter disgust that even that Japanese girl could be considered as a successor.
He was furious and blinded with rage. If having the right blood was all that was needed to have the power and praised that he craved, he would spill that blood into the gutters where he had come from.
Half a year later, he exacted his revenge against the Vongola.
Over a hundred-people died that day. Anyone that had a claim, anyone that could give birth to someone with a claim, and the many soldiers that tried to protect the family. Everyone died because of one teenager's jealous wrath.
The massacre ended when Timoteo defeated his son. Yet he couldn't kill him, even after everything he had done, he still loved him, and actually felt that his inaction pushed the boy to do what he did. Using a secret technique passed down from the First boss, he trapped his son in a frozen prison.
In the lowest level of the Vongola castle, secret from everyone but a handful of people; Xanxus is still sleeping in his frozen cage, unchanged in appearance, and most likely, still full of hate.
The only successors that survived were Tsunako since she was in Japan, and Fuuta because no one knew that he was also Iemitsu's son. Tsunako doesn't remember that incident, and she is glad that she doesn't. For the first time in her life, she had come to truly hate someone, it was better that she couldn't put a face to the source of that hate.
As the future boss, Tsunako would be responsible for taking over the sins of the family. She had to come to terms that once she takes over, he would be another burden added to her already heavy load.
X
It wasn't just the Vongola's history that she had to learn. As the next boss, Tsunako had also inherited a position at the High Table.
The High Table was to her something like the SEELE organization from Evangelion. A group of powerful people that got together to discuss ways to manipulate forces of power and to control the world. In this instance, it was the most influential criminal bosses from all over the globe.
There were twenty seats at the table, one for each major organization from each area of the planet. While the areas stayed the same, the seats were not exclusive, and only the most powerful family per area were allowed to join. The Vongola had been the representatives of the Italian mafia since the allies defeated the fascist government in WWII. But at this moment, that seat was in real danger of being contested by the Vongola's new number one rival, the 'Ndràngheta.
Reborn had made it very clear that the Vongola, and by extension the Cavallone, did not get directly involved with drugs or sex trafficking. But they allowed it to happen, and by doing so, other families were reaping the rewards. That's how the 'Ndràngheta had expanded beyond Calabria and had finally gone global, becoming the second most powerful and richest family in Italy.
Tsunako had to read dossiers full of information on each family that currently held a place at the High Table. The way they were structured, the names of the most important members, their activities, customs, tattoos and their Modus operandi.
Tsunako couldn't name the last three Japanese prime ministers before Abe, but she knew the names of all the bosses at the high table, and could recognize them by looks. That was on top of memorizing the allies and enemies of the Vongola in Italy.
After the cradle affair, there was a lot of finger pointing and accusations of who to blame. Everyone was panicking at the fact that the only eligible candidate left was a Japanese girl that had not been raised in the mafia world, an outsider that would stand at the High Table. The council was split on how to handle the situation, and the stress affected Timoteo greatly; his health deteriorated, and the council's influence grew.
The fractioning of the family had obviously not gone unnoticed, and many at the High Table were starting to question Timoteo's authority. They made it very clear, if the Tenth boss of the Vongola was found lacking, they would lose their seat at the table.
X
One of the best qualities looked for in any boss was their strategy and skill in combat.
After Tsunako left the hospital, it took her body a good month or so of rehabilitation to be considered safe to continue regular training. But as soon as Shamal gave Reborn the ok, the baby went full Spartan.
Running every day, weights to build her muscles, endurance for stamina, acrobatics for flexibility. But the baby realized that there was something missing. She needed her own fighting style. Every Vongola boss had one and they also wielded unique weapons. Reborn wanted the same for his student.
The baby had come to realize that he could use her obsession with Japanese media to his advantage, and not just as positive reinforcement. One day, she had been playing fighting video games with Gokudera, and Yamamoto. After hearing the silver haired boy scream because he kept losing, and Tsunako's bragging, Reborn decided to sit down for once to see what was so interesting about it.
Mama had been correct when she said that Tsuna was a pro within the 2d world. Reborn wondered if there was a correlation between lameness in the real world, and greatness in the imaginary one.
An idea came to him.
He later asked her what all her favorite characters were, and if she could show him the anime shows she was so obsessed with. She had been happy to oblige. After a couple of weeks of research, he started to see a pattern in her tastes. After consulting with Bianchi, they came up with what they believed was a fitting fighting style for Tsunako. Now they had to put it to practice.
Basil took over as her primary fighting partner. The Italian boy had been trained to be a hard-core fighting machine by her father, and as per Reborn's request, he did not hold back at all against her. Occasionally, the girl was sacrificed to Hibari Kyoya who, despite being her boyfriend, never held back his punches. It was a sort of measuring stick. If she could keep up with Hibari, she was on the right path.
Once she had become proficient fighting in her own style, they turned on the big guns.
Basil had been using the hyper dying will pills for years now, so he was the perfect person to teach her how to achieve the next step in her transformation. It took her almost a full year to reach the hyper state without any bullets or pills, and Reborn couldn't be more proud of her.
Seeing Tsunako in Hyper Will mode was an amazing sight to behold. Her whole composure changed, and her hyper intuition fully kicked in giving her an almost unfair combat advantage. Her bright orange glowing eyes were sharp, and focused, her voice was calm but commanding.
It was like a completely different person had taken over her.
But, she still had more to accomplish.
X
The world she was entering was dark and unforgiving, criminal activity and death were two very big parts of this world she'd need to come to terms with in her day to day life.
People will suffer for the family to survive. Reborn told her simply, with no expression on his baby face. We steal, we black mail, we con, we take what we want by force. As the boss, you will be making decisions that would destroy people's lives. Tsunako appreciated her tutor being straightforward with her, but he really needed to work on his delivery.
For this specific topic, Reborn asked his old student to help his new one.
She met Dino Cavallone, and by extension his men, after getting out of the hospital. The young man was a respected mafia boss, whose situation had been very similar to Tsunako. He was very good looking, nice and charismatic, but he had one major flaw; he was a total klutz unless a member of his family was present at all times.
Reborn asked him to become her 'economics of running a successful criminal empire' teacher. Dino's family rise to success in the mafia world was seen by many as nothing short of a miracle. They had been technically bankrupt because of his older brother's gambling addiction, and mismanagement by his father. The family was considered finished by everyone.
After his brother was killed, and with his dad bed ridden, Dino was left in charge of a crumbling legacy that he had never wanted to be a part of. No one had faith in him, except for the Ninth boss. He took pity on the boy, and sent Reborn to help in his time of need. Within two years, they had become the third richest mafia family in Italy.
Despite his inability to function properly if no-one from his family was within eye view, his genius when it came to mafia economics, real state, money laundering, racketeering and how to run profitable casinos was unmatched. He was also a very good fighter, and had been training Hibari for months now.
The next subject to approach, was death.
How do you make someone understand and accept that people will die because of them without scarring them for life?
Reborn did not want to go soft on her, not when they were running out of time. On the day of her sixteen birthday, Tsunako will stand in front of the Vongola high council and the Ninth boss to be evaluated.
After reflecting on this conundrum, Reborn decided that she was just going to have to learn the hard way.
He first forced her to watch violent movies, and documentaries with graphic content, and then they moved to violent video games. She hated it, she had a weak stomach when it came to gore and blood, and she suffered from nightmares for weeks. Once the baby felt that she had been desensitized as much as was possible, he moved to the next step.
It was time for her to see a corpse.
He hired a man called Moretti, a professional at pretending to be dead, and with the help of Bianchi, Shamal, and Hibari he staged an attack. Moretti had acted like a thief, Tsunako was forced to fight him, and he pretended to die.
As expected, she completely freaked out. Someway or another, Gokudera and Yamamoto got involved, and as usual, things escalated quickly. The best part had been when Hibari showed up to tell her that he could help her get rid of the evidence. In Reborn's opinion, it had been worth having to face her wrath afterwards, and it had served its purpose in the end.
Reborn had been very impressed with Hibari's participation. The baby didn't think that he would agree to do it, being her boyfriend and all, but the surly teenager had no problems in pushing her to overcome her limits. Later, Reborn found out that Tsunako had given Hibari the silent treatment for two full weeks.
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The harshest responsibility she had to come to terms with, in her mind, was that she would not be marrying for love.
Being the boss, it was her responsibility to have children to continue the Vongola family line. And being the last female that was a direct descendant to the first boss, they were really depending on her to have children. Her husband would be carefully chosen to create an alliance with another powerful family. He not only had to be part of the underworld and have the proper connections, but he also had to be a strong and qualified individual in order to represent her while she was pregnant, and raising her children.
Bianchi was still in charge of her language and etiquette classes. She was teaching her how to talk, eat, dress and walk the right way. They got rid of her glasses and forced her to wear contact lenses, her wardrobe also got a bit of an upgrade. The only good thing that came out of it in her opinion, is that she started to grow her hair long again.
Tsunako really hated her cotillion classes. She loved Bianchi, but she was sick and tired of the whole high class ideals they were trying to shove on her. When she finally complained to the older woman, Bianchi scoffed.
"Tsuna, you need to remember that once you take over, you will be the most popular bachelorette in the underworld."
"You guys keep saying that." The girl said as she covered her face in frustration.
Bianchi chuckled at her student's naivete.
"The Vongola Tenth boss, the only female left capable of using the True Dying Will Flame and the Hyper Intuition passed down since the first Vongola generation, the boss who also happens to have inherited a seat at the High Table where the most powerful and influential crime lords in the world sit to decide the fate of the world. The icing on the cake? A pure virgin maiden."
Tsunako groaned loudly.
"You are going to have men looking at you, wanting you, your power and what it represents."
"Bianchi, please stop…" The girl begged. "I don't care, I don't care about that at all… I just want Hibari."
The red head looked sadly at her student. "I know sweetie, I know you do." She thinks back to a time where she had believed that love would conquer all. "But you have to remember that there are times when things just don't go the way we want them to."
Her relationship with Hibari would come to an end after her sixteen birthday.
Truthfully, no-one, not even Tsunako herself thought that she could have a long-term relationship with Hibari in the first place. He was difficult, had a short temper, and couldn't get along well with people in general. But he surprised them all with the level of his attachment, and his perseverance in front of Reborn and Bianchi. Who took extreme delight in getting in his way, by acting like over protective mother hens.
They had been going out for almost two years now.
The adults had never referred to him as her boyfriend, not even her mother. It wasn't because they disapproved of him, it was a way to remind them that it was not meant to be.
He was, and would always be her guardian.
X
Her biggest obstacle in her way to becoming the boss of all bosses? The Vongola high council.
Tsunako had come to really hate the Vongola high council. Their influence had grown considerably since the Ninth boss' health deteriorated. He was technically still in charge, but it was obvious that his influence was waning.
The council demanded monthly progress reports on her training, education and her health. They had also made it very clear that if she did not meet their standards by the time she was sixteen, her power as a boss would be limited in the best interest of the family until she reached the candidacy age of twenty-five. Iemitsu and Reborn were painfully aware of how much damage a power-hungry council could create for Tsunako within that time. Her authority could be completely undermined, her future shaped in a direction that favored only them. That was the one thing they were trying to avoid at all costs. It was their duty to protect Tsuna's rights and authority.
The council tested how far they could push their boundaries when they told her father that she had to remain a virgin until marriage.
It was ridiculous.
Her father was rightfully upset with such demand. Their breaching of privacy into her personal life was inexcusable, but every time he tried to pushed back against them, they would use the excuse that the future of the family was in jeopardy, and that they could not risk her getting pregnant by some random boy.
The Ninth boss tried to interfere, but their arguments were solid, and they managed to convince the others members.
If anything, they countered; letting her to stay in Japan was a giant concession on their part. Allowing Reborn and the outside advisor to have so much influence in her education were the real cause of concern.
Tsunako would be turning sixteen in two months.
The stress and anxiety that had accumulated over the last two years was reaching a breaking point. Soon, she will be going to Italy with Reborn, Bianchi and her father. Bianchi was taking over her mother's place, she trusted her with supporting Tsunako better than she could.
X
Tsunako's life had turned into constant conflict. Even simple everyday routines like eating, taking a shower, or going to the store had turned into chaotic, and usually pointless battles.
There was one recurring battle taking place right now; dinner time. She looks around the dining table as she slowly eats her spaghetti and just doesn't understand how they still act this way after two years of living together.
Seven-year-old Lambo was still a giant pest. He goes between harassing I-pin, fighting with Gokudera and making a mess with his food. Bianchi's attention is divided between Shamal's wandering hands, Dino's impossible case of the klutz, and wanting to give Reborn her love. When Gokudera is not abusing Lambo, he is trying to stay away from Dino's mess or showering The Tenth boss with his adoration.
On the neutral zone of the table, Basil is quietly eating his food next to Reborn and her mother. Her little brother Fuuta is going on excitedly about a new show he wants her to watch with him. She listens and nods as necessary, and promises him that she would try to make some time for him.
But the truth is that she is just so damn tired.
For the last month, her energy levels had reached a critical low. She kept getting headaches, nausea, chest pain, and it was harder to breath. Shamal said that she had the symptoms of anemia, so she was taking supplements, eating properly and her training had been lighter than normal. But, Tsunako felt no difference. The noise in the kitchen was also not helping with her ponding headache.
"Tsu-chan, are you ok?"
Tsunako broke of her reveries, everyone was looking at her now.
"TENTH! You look really pale!" Gokudera started to fret all over her. Suddenly everyone was on high alert.
Shamal stood up and ran over to her side, "I'm just tired, that's all…I" she tried to stand, but a wave of nausea took over and she fainted on the doctor's arms.
Later that night, after the children had been put to bed, and Tsunako was resting, the adults assembled in the living room.
"The symptoms are not going away. Has she been taking all of her supplements?"
"Yes doctor. Every morning and before going to bed." Nana answered with worry. "I haven't seen any changes in her appetite either."
"It's been a month already." Shamal took a deep breath, "I'm afraid the anemia is being caused by stress and anxiety in her life." Shamal turned to look at Reborn. "She is not going to get any better unless we lower the stress in her life."
"Forgive me Mama. I should have paid more attention." The baby said with some embarrassment. He had been so focused on the goal that he lost sight of the journey.
Nana shook her head. "No, I can understand. You are worried that she may not be ready to take on the family. I know Iemitsu is trying to stay confident, but I also worry. I don't know how that world works, or if I can do anything to help he out."
Everyone was quiet, they also felt as powerless as she did. Nana kept going.
"Reborn-san, she has been keeping up this pace for almost two years now, and now she also needs to start getting ready for her high school exams. I also think she needs some time off." The woman told the baby softly, but commanding.
Reborn was about to say something, but was cut off by Nana.
"But I do know, that I can rely on you to help her." She looked around, "All of you."
Bianchi, Shamal and Dino basked in the radiance of the woman. To them, she was a paragon of kindness, forgiveness and patience. She had accepted them all with open arms, never questioning their pasts or the lives they live.
"I have an idea!" Dino exclaimed loudly. He tried to stand, but since none of his men were present, he just tripped on air and fell. "Ow, ow, ow…" He looks up to the expectant faces. "Let's go to Mafia land!"
"Why didn't I think of that!" Bianchi said, disappointed that the idiot thought about it first.
Reborn smirked. "You are not completely useless Dino!"
"What is mafia land?" Nana asked excited.
"It's a vacation resort and amusement park where Mafioso can go and have fun. It is also a neutral zone, no fighting or any illegal activities are allowed on the island." Bianchi answered. "I haven't been there since I was a kid."
Nana cheered up considerably.
"That sounds amazing! I'm sure the kids would love it. Maybe we can invite the girls?"
"I'm afraid not. Only people with affiliation to the underworld can get in. No civilians." Dino said as he tried to get up, but Bianchi tripped him this time. "Damn it Bianchi!"
"Oh well, there are other places we can go with the girls." Nana said, already thinking of destinations where she could take the normal people in her daughters group of friends.
The atmosphere in the room lighten up considerably.
"The next long holiday is golden week, that should give us enough time to prepare for our big party. I'll contact Iemitsu immediately."
"Thank you so much Reborn-san." Nana smiled. "Well, if you guys don't mind, I will be going to my room. Good night everyone."
In unison, they all said goodnight back.
X
Planning a vacation was a very stressful situation. Planning a vacation for thirteen people was an undertaking, that everyone decided to leave to Iemitsu.
Tsunako had been so happy when she heard about the upcoming trip, and how she could take the next month off to focus on herself. Almost immediately, she felt a heavy weight was lifted of her shoulders.
She caught up with her anime series, bought all the video games that she had been itching to play, and she managed to hang out with the girls. She had been hoping to spend some time with Hibari too, but besides sometimes having lunch with him in the reception room, all she could get out of him was a couple of movie dates.
It was hard, to have a relationship with someone as difficult and anti-social like Hibari. But what made it especially hard, was that they both knew that it had to end soon. He was to be her guardian, and she would eventually marry someone as her duty from being the boss.
While the boss' love life was in jeopardy, her guardian was having a better time.
"You guys are so lucky" Yamamoto said as he sat in his bed, his back propped against the wall, Gokudera was resting in his lap, his face looking upward. "Going to a special amusement park. It must be nice to be that rich."
The Italian was so full with pride that he had been allowed to go, seeing as his goal was to become the right-hand man of the boss. He wasted no time to rub it in Yamamoto's face.
"Too bad you are not part of the family." He smirked.
"Soo meeeean Gokudera." Yamamoto exaggerated and pouted.
The silver haired boy smacked his leg. Yamamoto laughed and started playing with his boyfriend's hair.
The subject of being one of Tsuna's guardian was still a touchy subject between them.
Reborn and Iemitsu were adamant that Yamamoto's potential as a sword man was unmatched, and that he would make a great guardian, but Tsunako was not having any of it. She wanted him to stay away from the mafia, and to focus on his baseball.
But, the way things were heading.
It was impossible to keep Yamamoto away from the mafia world completely when he was a close friend of Tsunako and her entourage. There was also his complicated relationship with Gokudera. The two boys were closer than anyone knew, and despite their efforts to hide their relationship, Tsunako had noticed it right away, and was now helping them to keep it a secret.
"How long are you going to be gone for?"
"One week"
"Eh! You mean I have to go a full week without Gokudera!" Yamamoto said in an exaggerated manner.
Gokudera smirked. He changed his position to straddle the black-haired teen, and said. "Then you better get your fill idiot."
X
The day before the trip had been chaos. Getting everyone's suitcases ready took them a full day, and the kids had been so excited that they have been unmanageable. After taking showers and finally putting them to bed, peace and quiet had return to the Sawada household, if only for a night.
Tsunako could not fall sleep yet.
It was past midnight, and the light of her cell phone illuminated the dark room as she texted Hibari. She waited for his response, but after half an hour had gone by, she decided to give up. It was not uncommon for Hibari to not answer right away, but Tsunako had a distinct feeling that he had been staying distant on purpose.
She had been about to fall sleep, when her phone vibrated.
'Meet me outside'
Her face broke into a smile. She slipped into the sneakers she kept hidden underneath her bed and put on a light jacket to cover her pajamas. She jumped from her bedroom window light as a feather, and silently made her way to the back of the house to use the back entrance. That was the spot Hibari usually waited for her.
He was resting against a pole, his arms crossed, eyes staring at her.
She shyly made her way towards him. Even now, after two years, she was unsure in Hibari's presence. He unfolded his arms and motioned for her to come to him. She launched herself into his embrace.
"I didn't think you would come." She breathed him in. Hibari's scent was the most amazing thing in her opinion.
"I almost didn't." She sighed sadly. "There are too many people in this house." He said displeased.
She smiles at his comment, "Ah, yes. It is very crowded right now." She looks up. "But, I'm really happy that you did."
"The bucking horse thinks I should go." He scoffed.
"Really?" For a moment, Tsunako was full of hope.
"As your guardian."
Her fleeting hope was dashed completely. Always her guardian, she thought sadly.
"I'll miss you."
She hugs him tightly, trying to hold back tears. He kisses the top of her head, his arms slowly moving up her back.
They kiss slowly, conscious of the fact that they were in plain view on the street. But when Tsunako tries to pull away, Hibari grabs her hand and pulls her towards the small dark alley between her house and the neighbors.
It was a whirlwind of emotions. Feeling his touch all over her body, his mouth on her neck, his breath on her skin. But it is not enough, it is never enough between them. Their inability to consummate their relationship had forced them to come up with inventive solutions, but it was taking a toll on their relationship.
With a final hug, and a good night, Tsunako went back to her room.
Through a darkened room window, Bianchi and Dino watched the girl going inside the house.
"This sucks." Dino said as he drank another cup of sake. "Kyoya has real feelings for her you know? He told me."
"Aren't you special to be his confidant." His partner says, her tone dry.
He sobers up for a moment. "Do you not like him?" He reaches out, bringing her closer to him.
"It's not that." Bianchi lets Dino's roaming hands travel around her body. "He is difficult. He won't admit it to Tsuna either" She says simply.
"Look who is talking." Dino says with a grin. His relationship with the poison scorpion was better described as a selfish affair. Dino hoped for commitment, Bianchi was afraid to love again.
His mouth latches onto her neck, he is already immune to her poison. Bianchi smacks the hand heading for her breast. "Do you want to continue?"
Dino's excitement grows at her cold attitude. "Yes, I do!"
She chuckles, and lays back on the floor, her legs wide open in invitation. "Then you better shut up and start pleasing me."
His eyes are wide open, his excitement grows. He grabs her leg and starts kissing his way up slowly, savoring her skin.
He would not be outdone by the young ones.
X
It was five in the morning when they shuttle everyone into three cars to drive to the airport, one of those cars was nothing but suitcases. Since it was too early, the kids were too sleepy to start their daily pandemonium. In one of those cars was the main Sawada household. Lambo and I-pin were sleeping next to Nana, Fuuta was sleeping on Tsunako's lap.
"Nana, Tsuna." Iemitsu started. "This is going to be your first encounter with members of the underworld. Even though mafia land is neutral ground, and its meant to be a place where people go to relax, people will approach us. Whether it is to talk to me, or the other guys; especially Reborn."
"Reborn-san seems to be very popular."
"He is." He looks annoyed thinking about it. "It is common knowledge that he is training the Tenth boss, and that she is my daughter, but no-one knows what you look like yet." Mother and daughter just stared at him. He takes a deep breath. "The point I'm trying to make is that people will put two and two together. At the very least, Fuuta's face and name has been kept a secret."
"You mean people will be talking and staring. Right?" Tsunako says annoyed. She was already resigned to her reality.
"Yes. But once again, the rules demand to give people their privacy. You may have to introduce yourselves a couple of times, but other than that we should be left alone."
"Whatever you say dad." Tsunako seriously doubted that. Her life had been governed by murphy's law to the letter.
She could feel the beginnings of a headache.