Hi! I just got back from a trip to Canada. C'etait super cool! I sort of just wanna crawl into my bed right now so I won't keep you guys for too long. I hope you guys enjoy the story!
This is the chance of a life-time, one of the biggest competitions in America. It's going to be agony but the rewards will be unbelievable! Becoming the head chef at one of Gordon Ramsay's restaurant is the epitome of the most coveted position in the food industry. So let's see who are the contestants going through this hard core competition?
Blue: Xanxus, Mochida Kensuke, Hibari Kyouya, Gokudera Hayato, Yamamoto Takeshi, Tsunayoshi Sawada, Mukuro Rokudo
Red: Kyoko Sasagawa, Haru Miura, Sakura Suzumoto, Chrome Dokuro, Bianchi?, I-pin?, Hana Kurokawa
Tsuna timidly sat in the van on its way to the start of the competition and meeting the infamous Gordon Ramsay. How had he even landed himself with this golden opportunity? He was 23 years old, a line chef from Louisiana. This opportunity was a miracle and he planned on taking it. However, that didn't stop the anxiousness from bunching up in his stomach.
Holy crap! What if this was just a waste of his time? Caused food poisoning and lead to the doom of Gordon Ramsay? Or even accidentally BURN down the entire restaurant? He had always been quite accident prone, creating a fire in the kitchen once. Tsuna grimaced and facepalmed. That had been quite embarrassing. It wasn't his fault that air was easy to trip over. He had his shoes on quite properly, why thank you very much.
However, food has always been the passion of his life ever since he was a kid. He had helped his mama cook in the kitchen; originally just watching to cleaning vegetables, until he was actually helping his mama cook or bake the food. He had never been a good student, and had always been bullied for being at the bottom of the class. Therefore, he didn't have many friends since his classmates tended to avoid him due to his numerous bullies. Cooking was the only skill where he remotely excels, but the downside was his food made him a prone target to bullies stealing his lunch.
Tsuna stared out the window at the passing scenery to Los Angeles. However his thoughts were interrupted by a coarse loud voice.
"Aren't you a pretty doll?" a tall fit guy called to a cute brunette. Tsuna mentally groaned. Why are you even talking? We've been stuck in a car for only who knows how long?! This is the real world NOT high school. The real world bully.
"Shut the fuck up and leave her alone," snapped the ravenette next to her.
"Shut up bitch, I wasn't talking to you," he barked back.
"H-hey, let's all c-calm down t-there's no need to cause a fight. L-let's just all introduce ourselves instead," whispered a purple headed girl timidly.
"Hell-," he quieted down suddenly. A guy, who had his hair uniquely shaped similarly to a pineapple, glared him down. "Kfufufufu do you wanna play you imbecile? If you touch a single hair on her head I'll show you paths of hell you've never even dreamed of," he laughed more, grinning quite creepily.
Ahh he was probably related to the girl in some way, all of the characteristics were evident. Protectiveness? Check Similar hair styles? Check Familiar interactions? Check Ding ding ding We have a winner.
"All of you fucking trash should all FUCKING SHUT THE HELL UP! You fucking trash aren't going to even get this position but I Xanxus, an executive chef will, so don't even FUCKING bother!" barked a tall black haired male with a harsh scar running along his face. He glared at everyone in the van before taking another sip of wine from the bottle, continuing to cuss many unique insults.
"Hey, hey let's all be nice now. A little friendly competition has never hurt anybody before. We can get through this easily and become friends. My name is Yamamoto Takeshi. I hope we work well together." This guy was grinning throughout his entire introduction. If this were high school, he'd be the easy going popular jock friends with everyone. However, his smile seemed very artificial, only to create an aura of friendliness.
"M- My name is Chrome Dokuro and I- I've worked as a line chef," whispered the petite girl from earlier quietly. She had a pineapple styled hair with a black eye patch. She was very shy, not even glancing up to stare at anybody and was turning unique shades of red.
"Kfufufufufufufu I'm her childhood friend, Mukuro. If any of you guys bully her, you may not live to see another day." He patted Chrome on the head, whispering "good job Chrome."
"This is all herbivore foolish. I will bite all of you to death for crowding," said a man that was wearing an armband with the large words, 'DISCIPLINE' pinned to his armband. Definitely a man to avoid at all costs.
"Kfufufufu is that a challenge I hear?" Mukuro grinned taking out a large fork shaped item, a trident?
"No need to deal with such herbivore trivialities," Hibari said monotonously while taking out a pair of items?
Oh dear, this was definitely going to be a long car ride with crazy people Tsuna mentally groaned. No more introductions were given, with the unique scene that was unfolding.
The girls sat closely to each other having a nice seemingly polite conversation averting to the fight that had commenced. However, Yamamoto-san randomly started to enthusiastically ramble about baseball to the silver haired guy sitting next to him. He was oblivious to the man's growing irritation though.
"SHUT UP YOU BASEBALL OBSESSED IDIOT!" roared the man.
"Maa, Maa no need to get angry. We're all friends here." Yamamoto said before continuing to prattle more about the current news in baseball.
"You piece of shit!" cursed the man reaching into his pockets to retrieve something.
HIEEEE! Was that dynamite? Time to definitely stop and intervene.
"H- hey, let's all be friendly f-for now? We haven't even reached the kitchen yet." Tsuna stuttered.
"Hmph, don't bother me," the silver haired man grumbled.
"Heehee don't worry about me… Oh what's your name?" Yamamoto asked.
"My name is Tsunayoshi Sawada. But you can just call me Tsuna," Tsuna said.
"Al-"Yamamoto was interrupted by the gradual stop of the van.
This was it. We've arrived in hell. Hell's Kitchen to be exact.
Don't be shy and leave a review. I'll give you a croissant. :) So in Canada, I tried Tim Hourton's and I think I gotta stick with my American Dunkin Donuts, please don't hurt me. J'adore Canada. Vive au Canada! Oh dear I'm rambling now. that's what 12 hours on a bus trapped with family does. Have a nice day! (sorry for the crappy francais)