'I wish my life was like a fairy tale…' Tsuna has three books on his desk on three different popular fairy tales involving romance. He had Sleeping Beauty—the one open in his hand at the very moment, Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, and Cinderella. He exhaled deeply, showing his utter loneliness and depression. He glanced outside the class window and spotted blonde hair dancing in the calm morning wind belonging to the school's prince: Giotto di Vongola. A foreigner with calm blue eyes, golden blonde hair, captivating smile, student council president position, intelligent, sophisticated attire, stands with tall height, handsome face, and a charming personality. Romance always comes to the pretty people… What about someone like Tsuna? Was he too 'Dame' to get someone to like him?
There were a group of girls surrounding him with small boxes of chocolate to offer him because of today's day: Valentine's Day. This day was the day that Tsunayoshi despised the most; partly because he doesn't receive any gifts from girls in Namimori High; mostly because he can't get in a relationship. For fifteen years, Tsuna was single—and still is. Tsuna groans in annoyance at the squealing of Giotto's fangirls. The squeals were so loud that they could be heard throughout the whole high school. Why pick to bother him during the school's free period?
The bell rang for lunch time and Tsuna packed his books in his bag and immediately headed for the roof with Gokudera and Yamamoto alongside him. As they reached the roof, they immediately heard more screams and squeals from other female students. The trio looked at each other and groaned, "Giotto…" Although Tsuna was frowning and Gokudera was annoyed, Yamamoto still manages to maintain his smile despite the annoyance from Giotto's fangirls. That's the way he is and Tsuna doesn't mind. Gokudera would always yell at him for smiling like an idiot all the time, but Yamamoto still puts a smile on his face; Gokudera has a short temper, but it's not like he hates Yamamoto. Why Gokudera always picks on Yamamoto is beyond Tsuna.
"Hm?" Yamamoto looked at Tsuna's partially opened bag, "You're into fairy tales, Tsuna?"
"Don't be so casual with Sawada!*" (*used because there is no mafia involved in this story.) Gokudera scolded Yamamoto.
"Maa, maa, Gokudera!" Yamamoto smiles and Gokudera groans.
"Uh… y-yeah I like them." Tsuna replied. Yamamoto smiled back and told him that he used to like Cinderella as a child mainly because her hard works paid off.
Before the trio could continue their conversation while eating, there was a loud sound of someone forcefully opening the roof door and slamming it shut. The trio flinched due to the noise and looked over to where the door was, finding an exhausted Giotto walking towards their direction.
"Oh, it's the prince." Gokudera stated.
Giotto walked to the trio and sat right next to Tsunayoshi, hands on the floor, head at the sky, and heavy breaths.
"Tired?" Yamamoto asks.
Giotto nods.
"Running from your idiotic fangirls?" Gokudera said.
Giotto nods.
"Not interested in them?" Tsuna says.
Giotto nods.
Gokudera hmph'ed and continued eating. Although he acts the way he is, he has a form of respect for Giotto since he has formed a very close friendship with his elder brother, G. Tsuna didn't understand why someone who has so many people crushing on him would feel the want to run away from them. He raised his eyebrow. Giotto looked at the three, then at Tsuna's partially opened bag. He smiled and pointed at it, "You like Fairy Tales, Sawada?"
A nod was Tsuna's only response. He feels awkward to be talking to the prince of the school, especially since it's the first time they've talked. Giotto is a senior—a third year while the three of them are freshman—first years.
"I like Beauty and the Beast, but my favorite is Lerin's Maskerade Ball." Giotto said with a sheepish grin directed towards Tsuna.
Tsuna shuddered inwardly. How was that book this popular? And why is he smiling at him like that?
Yamamoto then happily said that he also has a copy of Lerin's Maskerade Ball at home. Gokudera looked away from the other three, but he himself knows that despite his attitude and interests, even he owns a copy of it in his room—his brother included. To not feel left out, Tsuna also mentions that he as well has a copy.
"And the author uses an alias of Yoshitsune and doesn't come to interviews. No one has seen Yoshitsune's face or even knows their gender or where he or she lives. Even so, he or she is quite the talented author." Giotto says.
Another shudder from Tsuna goes unnoticed.
Giotto then talks to the trio about how he's been trying to avoid his rabid fangirls for his whole high school life, but evidently, he was eventually found the very moment he begins to relax for too long. He could only catch his breath for about five minutes before he could yet again hear the loud sounds of squealing like the sound of tough nails scratching on a school chalkboard. Those sounds even haunt him in his dreams at night, making him wake up with a start.
"Then why don't you just tell them off?" Gokudera said with a fist clenched, angry expression, and kneeling on one knee.
"I tried… They didn't leave." Giotto sighed and got back up. "My five minutes are up. Time for running again…"
The bell rang for the conclusion of lunch and the four continue their lives in school. As for Giotto, he still tries to avoid the rabid fangirls.
"Bye-bye, Tsuna!" Giotto's chin leans onto the top of Tsuna's head.
"Uh-huh… Bye." Tsuna leaves Giotto.
Giotto waves to the brunette goodbye and gives him a princely smile before turning around and leaving.
'What was with that blonde today?' Tsuna thought.
Tsuna waves Yamamoto and Gokudera goodbye at his doorstep, watching them wave back and go in the direction of their own homes. He enters his house and locks the door behind him; he proceeds to take off his shoes and calmly shouted an 'I'm home' to the house. A cheery 'welcome home, Tsu-kun' was received from a delicate and soft voice coming from the kitchen. Tsuna immediately walked up the stairs, into his room, and locked the door. He sat on his desk and looked at the piles of rough drafts and plans that cover his desk. There were also crumpled balls of paper on his desk and in the trash bin; some were sitting on the floor next to it.
All of the rough drafts and plans all had the title 'Lerin's Maskerade Ball' on it.
Yes.
Tsunayoshi is Yoshitsune.
For the beginning of his writer's career last year, he kept this a secret from everyone—even from his mother. The only one who knows of this is his twenty-one year old cousin, Reborn. Although he has a sadistic personality, he still offered to help Tsuna with his career. He had to hide it because Tsuna is still in school and the rules say that a one cannot have a job while still having their status as a school student. However, Tsuna disobeyed those rules and pursued his dream career of being a writer. He succeeded as well and gets paid for it once a month!
He just didn't expect his first and only book so far to be so popular. He was rendered speechless when he found a large sum of money in his mail sent by Reborn who works as his publisher. How he got it—he has no idea, but Reborn has been with him through thick and thin since childhood… but he doesn't trust him with his life. He might 'accidentally' crush it. Just thinking about that sadist makes him shudder.
He picked up the original copy of his book and stared at the cover. The book was about a man named Lerin who hid behind a mask of fake emotions that met a beautiful woman who helped the man be and love himself. Lerin then falls in love with the woman for loving him for himself and they live happily ever after, blah blah blah.
Romance always comes to the pretty people…
Tsuna frowned and angrily threw the book across the room. "Life isn't like a fairy tale… but I wish it is…"
Tsuna groaned inwardly, moved aside some papers on his book and commenced to work on his homework…
He scratches his head.
He taps his pencil on the desk.
…He sighs…
"I don't know how to do any of these…" Tsuna stated and face plants his head on the desk.
Tsuna's book may be explained in later chapters.
