This is my first story, so please be kind on the reviews and I hope you enjoy the story, and reborn doesn't act like how he is in the anime or manga …yet n_n
Reborn POV:
She's gone, only giving me a letter and a USB.
Tsuna POV:
I have a terrible secret. My husband and I have been married for two years and going on to our third year. He thinks that we met near by a grocery store. Where my paper bag ripped opened and all the oranges in the bag fell onto the ground… this was all staged for me to meet him. He thinks that was our fated meeting, it wasn't at all.
This all started in my second year of high school my parents were very low on money for… everything -I would lie about my age and work part time to help out my family. My older siblings, both were in college and were also working, they couldn't give any money to my parents even if they wanted too. But this year worsen, the economy gotten so bad that my high school couldn't afford new books, the books we have now are books were from thirteen years ago. The text books are so beat up that the teachers would give us duct tape so that the books' would hold, most of the books didn't even have a cover. And so led to this…
I was in many AP classes and so my teachers told me to sign up for scholarships and such, knowing that my family has financial problems were far worse than others. After a month or two I applied for five scholarships. There was only one that replied; on the letter there were some information about how the scholarship works and such. But then on the last page they requested that I go to an interview at Great America meeting rooms. Luckily I knew where it was because I went to conferences there before.
As I was walking down the too long of a hall way I finally got to the room. It was then when I noticed that the room was not one of the meeting rooms but a very large room that are held for competitions and such … weird?, no maybe they have a lot of money … yeah! They most likely have a lot of money or they don't like the small cramped meeting rooms, whatever I just need to get this over with, then I could relax at home. As I open the door the first thing I saw was an old elderly man, maybe around his late eighties or early ninety's. I sat on one of the many chairs in the room. It was just me and the elderly man. He was staring at me. I could just feel it. He was examining my every movement. I looked up to face him to see that he gotten startled by me. Silences filled the room once again, "… umm could you explain why am I here today, sir?"
"Oh yes, in the little essay that you gave in it said that you and your family are in a bit of a difficult financial situation. Yes?"
"Yes that is true."
"Umm… then let's make a proposition."
"What kind of proposition?"
"A very good proposition, for you and your family."
"Wait, wait, wait, I'm so sorry but even in a tough situation I will EVER! Ever sell my body."
"Yes, yes I know. But it really has nothing to do with you selling your body but much more. The proposition is that I wish to transfer you to a private high school, and have you go to college."
"Yes, but for what?"
"If you promise to marry my grandson."
"… Excuse me did I hear you correctly sir?"
"I want you to marry my grandson if I were to do these things for you and help out your family. Would you?"
"… But why me? You are very rich to the point where you could arrange a marriage with one of the other higher society people. Why me?"
"All the higher society women these days cannot do … anything, if they were to only get a hundred dollars to survive for a month with free housing they wouldn't be able to survive."
"That still does not answer my question."
"I want a woman for my grandson son to lean on when he is having difficulties at work and that she could guide him to the right direction if he gets stuck. And I truly think that woman is you."
"I don't know if I'm at woman but I will think about the offer. I said quickly leaving the room."
"Please consider what I said!" The old man shouted
I turned around "Is this some sort of a joke? If it is it not a funny one"
"No, this is not a joke I truly want you to marry my grandson"
"Why, why, why? There are no more arrange marriage these days… in America"
"Yes I understand that…"
"And if I do, he will not love me for who I am. And I have always believed that everyone should marry whoever they love! And not by some arrangement that their family agreed upon with another family "
"Let me please finish talking, there is going to be a plan for you to meet him so that he will fall in love with you"
"LOVE! Is an important part… (Still was talking), excuse me did you just say that there is a plan?!"
"Yes just like you he believes that there should be love in a marriage. I told him that he had to find a woman that is willing to marry him in 5 years."
"If you told him that then why are you asking me to be his wife? And you really made a plan? That is just… just absurd!"
"Did my research on my grandson … from the way he is doing, I am sure that I am going to have to set him up with someone anyways. So I might as well set him up with someone that he will most likely to fall in love with. He likes girls that are smart, kind, and funny. You fit the criteria and you are well mannered, pretty, and able to bear children."
"Wooh, grams' you even checked my medical history? "
"Yes I want the perfect wife for my grandchild"
"Ok but did you check that I have asthma and that I have a somewhat frail body?"
"Yes but that does not affect with child bearin…"
"Ok! I think I get the point now! … I will be taking my leave", I said, getting up to leave.
"I will support not only you, but your parents living expenses and older siblings' tuitions as well as finding your siblings jobs… this is quite the opportunity… don't you agree? And you will be marrying into the family so you could have all the money you want to spend on clothes, and such. You will not even have the need to do any chores. Just support my grandson in his times of need in my place. Because this old man can't live long enough to support him in his every time of need."
I finally agreed.
Aahh after half a year of training how to be the proper wife I finally get to meet my husband to be …umm I wonder if he is good looking … oh gosh I forgot to ask.(after I finished getting my degree)
It was just one of those wonderful afternoons in San Diego, California where the sun is just starting to set, and couples are on their way to eat dinner. I was just strolling around my neighborhood, getting some groceries, and on my way back to my apartment enjoying the scenery. Or so I thought…
