ch.1 Don't judge a book by it's cover.
"Tsu-chan! come on, introduce yourself!" Nana encouragd the child clinging to her leg.
Tsuna clung harder.
"She's so cute!" the other woman said.
She was 8 months pregnant, and her stomach was huge. despite that, though, she was extremely pretty.
"Mukuro, introduce yourself, too." she said to the little boy holding her hand.
he walked over, and smiled at Tsuna.
"Il mio nome e Mukuro." he stated, matter-of-factly.
Tsuna stared at him with a blank face and backed away a bit more.
the woman giggled.
"in japanese, Mukuro." she said, sweetly.
Mukuro's mouth made an 'o' shape, and he rephrased his sentence in broken Japanese, which was fine, since he was only 4 and a half.
"I'm Mukuro. and you?" he offered his hand.
Tsuna mumbled wha sounded like, 'Chuna'.
Nana pushed Tsuna toward him, and said, "why don't you kids play over there?" and she pointed to the backyard, which was scattered with toys.
Mukuro's eyes beamed, and he grabbed Tsuna's hand.
"Let's go, Chuna!!"
"Wah!" Tsuna yelped.
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10 minutes later...
"Kuro! not like that!" Tsuna shrieked at Mukuro, who was about to pull a block and risk having the tower of blocks they built fall.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!" they both shrieked when it came tumbling down, and they laughed with no care in the world.
They were best friends that moment on.
they promised to play with each other everyday, and at his house next time.
this went on for a month and a half, and they never saw each other again.
10 years later, Tsuna would reminisce about the boy she used to play with, and Mukuro would visit his only friend.