The Definition of Word Meaning
Disclaimer: Katekyou Hitman Reborn! is not mine. Thanks to Amano Akira sensei that I have another series to fangirl again.
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It was a nice, bright day when…
"Kyoya! Would you like to go out with me?" Dino Cavallone asked in a happy manner of his, looking at the younger boy in expectation and hope.
The chairman of Namimori's Disciplinary Committee raised an eyebrow, simply said, "Fine. Where?" and calmly took out his tonfas.
A few day later, Reborn called Tsuna to hurry back home because there's a visitor waiting. Tsuna, along with Gokudera and Yamamoto, did as told. They didn't know the reason, but figured that it must be important.
"What if it's someone from the mafia again?" Actually, Tsuna was worried about what the visitor would bring with him. Looking back, none of them had been good. Ever.
"Please don't worried, Juudaime! If he brings trouble, I'd gladly blow him up!" To assure his boss, Gokudera displayed his stack of new dynamites, while Yamamoto openly laughed out loud.
"Come on, it's probably nothing big. Sasagawa sempai isn't called, is he?"
"Reborn san did the right thing when he didn't call that idiot. He wouldn't understand anything anyway." He gumbled, earning a laugh from Yamamoto again.
"Don't be like that, Gokudera. Sempai is dependable, you know."
"Che." The silver haired man snorted, like he knew the fact but just didn't want to believe it. But Tsuna thought it over. Like Yamamoto said, if it's something dangerous, Reborn would have told him to gather his guardians. He couldn't help but sighed in little relief.
…or not. Because it's Reborn. And anything including his tutor wasn't impossible. Maybe he should prepare himself….
It seemed like a better judgment, too.
"Yo, Tsuna!" a marry voice greeted him. "Oh, you guys come too?"
"Dino san!"
It had been a while since he had last seen the head of Cavallone Famiglia. Now there he was, in his room sipping tea his mother made, all smiling, with many visible bruises all over. The most obvious one would be a black and blue mark under a large bandage that covered half of his face.
Perhaps Tsuna didn't call out his name in greeting. It was out of wonder, surprise and fright.
"Hey, how are you doing?" the older man asked, rubbing the brunette's hair, unaware of how Gokudera was ready to blow his hand off if not for Yamamoto holding him back.
"That should be my question, Dino san! What happened!?"
Before Dino could say anything though, Reborn spoke. "That's why we wanted you home earlier, Dame Tsuna. He wants to tell you something. I thought it'd be faster if he tells you face to face."
"What is it? It's not something mafia-related, is it?"
Dino couldn't help but laughed at his worried face. After what the brunette had been through and he still…just like Tsuna. He rubbed his head affectionately.
"Well, just a little. But it's not that bad, though."
"Oi, Bucking Horse, what did you call us here for? Just say it already!" Gokudera yelled at the blonde.
"oh, right." He coughed once. More likely to gather himself. The three younger boys were waiting…anxiously, irritably, and amusingly…which could be seen clearly on their faces. "I got these bruises when I asked Kyoya to go out with me."
Silence took place for a moment. Then…
"What the…!"
"Di, Di, Dino san! Really!?"
"Ha ha ha. That sounds like Hibari, don't you think?"
To Be Continued...
I want to make it long, but it seems that my writing style has changed. So, maybe short chapter is better for me right now. I feel like this is not quite a story-telling, though. I might come back to edit it.
And in case I haven't mentioned before. I'm a huge 1827 fan. Repeat, 1827 fan.