Refusal

"Dame-Tsuna. Ten laps around Namimori. Now." Reborn smirked as he watched his student's face morph into a look of horror at his announcement.

"EHH? Why, Reborn?! I had to do that yesterday as well!" Tsuna yelled in disbelief while grabbing at his hair. Reborn's "tutoring" was more like torture.

"Stop whining. If you don't do it…" The infant paused as an almost eerie glint of amusement glittered in his big, beady eyes, before continuing, "…I'll show you true Hell." But it's not like he'll take "no" for an answer anyway – he just enjoyed those looks of dread that spread across Tsuna's face.

Ah, the perks of being sadistic.

He then raised his gun, pointing it directly at his student's head, and Tsuna gave a small "Eeep!" as he knew he couldn't avoid the Deathperation Shot (though he may be able to dodge, he wasn't as stupid as to dodge one of Reborn's shots).

The Arcobaleno's smirk grew and his eyes narrowed as the amusement from before practically glistened in his eyes.

And he pulled the trigger.

BANG!

Tsuna stumbled back a bit from the force of the shot, his head tilted backwards and a little spray of blood fled from the wound.

Soon enough, the brunet sprang forwards again with a shout of "REBORN!" and an orange Dying Will Flame flickered brightly on his forehead (his clothes still in tacked, thanks to Leon having already made his clothes from the special flame resistant threads).

"I'll do laps around Namimori with my dying will!" ("In order not to see true Hell!" he added as an afterthought). However, he paused straight after. Reborn raised an eyebrow at that, wondering why he had suddenly stopped and not run off to complete the task instead, like he had expected.

Tsuna meanwhile seemed to be deep in thought. He was still in the same position, with his hands fisted and his back slightly arched forward, as if he was ready to start running, which was his original motive.

But now? Well…

Reborn's eyebrows furrowed with a little disappointment and anger at his student's sudden lack of movement. "Oi, Tsuna-!"

And just at that moment, the boy stood up straight, his eyes calm and almost dull. "You know what?" he brought a hand to his forehead and flicked the flame off with ease, turning around and walking away as it fluttered to the ground and died out. "Screw this. I'm leaving." He strutted off, not even looking back to see the hitman's reaction. He was used to Reborn's torture. So the infant's idea of him seeing "true Hell" couldn't be so different from what he gets already, right?

… Right?

From behind, Reborn grinned sadistically.

"Oh, you'll see…! You'll see…! " he chuckled darkly as he raised his gun to tilt his fedora.

This is just a one-shot, so, yes, that was the ending! The true Hell can be whatever your brain desires! :D But if I feel it wasn't enough, I may do a sequel.

My friend, Holly, and I have had an account here on FF for a year now! This one-shot was simply a celebration fic for me and her, and for other people's amusement!

I hope you enjoyed! :3