Hello! This is the biggest WIP I've ever had, and it's the longest I've ever written. It's supposed to be a WIP continuation to another fic I've been writing, but I've decided to scrap that idea. I've changed a few things before posting this to , but I'm just looking for feedback OTL.
There are other series references here, and I'm not sure I'm happy with them anymore, but whatever.
WIP
Edit: This chapter is an edit of the first chapter I uploaded of the story. Writing style has definitely changed. Also trying to fix up loopholes OTL. Apologies that it's really text heavy, but I promise it's not like this for later chapters OTL.
-Namimori Amphitheatre, August 16, 20:09-
"Thank you all for coming to our show, nyah!"
"And now we'd like to call out a very special person, aru~!"
"Our wonderful manager, Hazuki Hino-senseeeeeiii!"
The crowd cheered as four teenage girls waved frantically for their friend to come on stage. The Namimori Amphitheatre was filled with hundreds of screaming fan girls and boys for Japan's latest and hottest pop rock band, A Smile for Smiles.
"Aah, you guys… you shouldn't have…"
"Once again, give it up for Hino sensei, aru~!"
The audience cheered once more as a businesswoman shyly made her way onstage, glaring furiously at the four girls decked in outrageous costumes.
"Everyone, thank you for coming out to our concert. Sadly, it's going to be the last one of the tour…" The crowd interrupted with 'Awws' and cries, but she continued, "…but don't worry! The girls are doing there best to create new songs for everyone to enjoy! Let's all wish them good luck, 'kay?"
Hino smiled as she waved to the crowd, excited for a new album.
-Namimori Amphitheatre, back stage, 20:47—
"Great show girls, make sure you don't party too hard!" Hino laughed. The older woman was in their dressing room congratulating them on a job well done during their international tour.
"Ne, it wouldn't be a party without yoooooouuu, aru~" one of them cried.
"It's okay. Tanaka-chan, Sensei's an old lady, she needs to rest," another smirked.
"I'm only 25, Miko-chan," Hino glared at the younger girl, emphasizing her age.
"Eh? Where are Kori-chan and Reina-chan?" Tanaka piqued. The two others went 'ah' and explained that they had both left for the hotel because Reina had left her cell phone in her suite. Tanaka laughed and sighed.
It was around ten o' clock when the amphitheatre was almost empty, leave Hino and a few of the other staff members. She had been in a meeting with a few business men when she realized the time.
"Aaah, how time flies by during meetings..." Hino sighed to herself as she exited a room.
"Yo, Hazuki."
"Eh? That voice… it sounds familiar…" Hino muttered to herself.
"Right here."
Hazuki whipped around to see a tall figure standing in the shadows, and immediately started to back away. It, or rather he as she saw, stepped out of the shadows, raising up his hands in defense.
"It's okay! Hazuki, it's me, Yamamoto Takeshi," he laughed.
"Ya-Ya-Yamamoto Takeshi?" she stuttered, letting the name roll off her tongue.
"Yeah!" he laughed once more.
"Ano… I'm sorry, but I can't quite recall…" she flushed.
Yamamoto laughed and scratched the back of his neck before smiling, "I guess I could understand… after all, we first met about eleven years ago…"
"Eleven… years? So… middle school… Yamamoto…" she pondered.
"Yeah! I went to Namimori, and you went to Midori!"
"… Ah! You're that guy… ano… Takesushi!" she pointed out.
"Ahahah! Glad to see you recognize me. But anyways, I need to talk to you," he smiled, yet a serious tone embedded itself in the last part.
"Well, I guess we can talk over some hot coffee, I know this great place near my hotel."
"That's fine," he smiled.
-Namimori Coffee-Coffee Hut, 21:23—
"So what did you need to talk about, Yamamoto-san?" Hino asked as she sipped on her chai latte.
"It's a serious matter, and it involves your business expertise," he replied.
Both adults were sitting in a booth in the corner that Yamamoto had chosen, sipping on their select drinks.
"My business expertise? You need to talk about… managing A Smile for Smiles or...?" she raised an eyebrow.
"No. I mean, your other business," he replied in a hushed tone. Hino managed to keep herself from looking flustered and losing her cool at his answer.
"So it's about my company..."
"I'm being serious here."
"I… I don't kn—"
"You know as well as I do, Hazuki."
His voice was stern and serious now, and it made Hino nervous.
"I… I… very well," she whispered, "but we need to go somewhere else for that."
"No problem, here," he nodded, pulling out a small business card.
She hesitated before she took it from him, looking over the small piece of paper. It was a simple off-white card, red font, stating his name, and the basics. But what caught her attention was the back, where an elaborate gold-inked seal was placed, under large font that read, 'VONGOLA X' in clear, English letters. The name sounded familiar, but she merely brushed it off as she pocketed the card.
"Tomorrow, eight o' clock a.m. sharp," he pointed to an address, scrawled in black ink on the side, before standing up.
"I… very well," she sighed.
-Namimori Middle School, Reception Room, 08:12—
"Where the hell is she?"
"It's okay, she'll be here soon enou—"
A conversation was interrupted when the doors slid open, accidentally slamming into its frame, the force closing it back. A stream of curses was heard on the other side as four figures watch the door open once more, this time much gentler and slower.
"Ah, sorry about that, sir," Hino bowed before entering the room, "the train was delayed five minutes."
"Hazuki Hino-san."
Hino looked up to see three men in black suits, recognizing one as Yamamoto. The other two seemed vaguely familiar, but she brushed it off. She snapped back to reality as she saw that a large-backed chair was facing the other way, and that it started to turn, only to reveal…
"Sawada Tsunayoshi?" she quirked. The boy she was taller than in middle school had grown into a fine young man, his hair still as spiky as ever, though.
"Please, do take a seat, Hino-san," he smiled. She nodded as she walked in, placing herself on one of the couches. Tsuna stood up and walked to the couch opposite her, and extended his hand to shake, in which she complied.
"I heard that you graduated from a college in America, am I right?" he asked.
"Ah yes, Tsuna-kun. I transferred there for business school after getting my masters from Tokyo U," she answered, a little pride hinting in her voice.
He laughed and scratched the back of his head before sighing, "That's pretty awesome, Hino-san. But I'm not here to catch up on old times, ne?"
She smiled before nodding, "I'm very well aware of that, Tsuna-kun. I believe that's why you sent Yamamoto over there to talk to me last night."
"You ass! You waited till evening! You were supposed to talk to her first thing you got there!" one of the men seethed.
"Maa maa, Gokudera. I wanted to enjoy the concert first, ahahah!" Yamamoto laughed.
"Gokudera? … You're the one that always bad-mouthed everyone and sucked up to Tsuna-kun over there, aren't you?" Hino stated dully, pointing at his boss.
"Why you! Shut up woman!" he said, gritting his teeth.
"Oi, tako-head! You should be the one to shut up!" the other finally spoke. Hazuki's eyes widened. It was stupid face.
"Y-y-you! I'll kick your ass, turf-head!" he glared.
"Ano! Hayato-kun! Onii-san! Please stop fighting!" Tsuna wailed. Well, he didn't actually wail, but that's what it sounded like to Hino.
"Ryohei?! As in stupid face?"
"I resent that comment, Hazuki. Who the hell are you calling stupid face, stupid?!"
Tsuna cleared his throat before Hino could reply.
"Back on topic, Hino-san… You and I both know why you're here…" Tsuna commented.
"Aah, yes. I do believe it is about… my… job," she responded as Gokudera dropped a folder onto the coffee table that divided them.
"You've led a successful life. Graduating top of your class, only to enter your second year of college. Leaving one year after that to attend school abroad and earn your business degree. Coming back here and helping create one of Japan's newest bands, A Smile for Smiles after starting a chain of international cosplay companies…" he recited.
"But, underneath all of that. You're a high ranked member of the business group that deals with Black Market trades and deals. You've had multiple attempts on your life during deals, assassins ranging from small businesses owners to your ex-husband…" he continued.
Hino gulped and narrowed her eyes, "Tsuna-kun... May I pertain as to the reason in which you know all of this?"
"Don't underestimate the power of the Vongola, woman," Gokudera spat.
Hino's eyes widened, "Vongola? Then you really are the-"
"Correct." Tsuna interrupted.
She reached up to loosen her collar, and brush a few strands of hair from her face, "So it must be you who has been affected by them. I've heard about your problems, Tsuna-kun, from the other side, of course."
The Vongola boss could only nod as he continued to explain, "The most current deals you've made are the only ones affecting our family. It seems that one of your clients is seeking revenge from a past incident, the Niochavi."
"Niochavi… The one headed by Alessandro Niochavi?" she sighed.
"Yes, them. They have been making numerous threats in our area for quite a while, and we need you to help us stop them."
"Me? I'm a businesswoman, not a strategist or whatever the hell it is," she puffed, raising a delicate hand to her chest.
"And that is exactly why we need you. There were other candidates initially, but when your name showed up, I figured—"
"Since we have past relations it would be much simpler, etcetera," she said, finishing his sentence.
-Namimori Middle, Reception Room, 10:23—
"I see, very well then, Tsuna-kun. I shall assist you, but I do request one thing," Hino looked up.
"What is it, Hazuki-san?"
"Please don't let the girls, or anyone else get involved. I have a reputation and a business to uphold. It would be scandalous if this were to ever be revealed to anyone," she stressed.
"Of course, I intend to solve this peacefully, Hazuki-san," the man smiled.
Hino returned the smile as she stood up, smoothing her skirt.
"Thank you once more, Hazuki-san," Tsuna nodded.
"Here's my card, in case you need it," she said, holding out a small black piece of paper.
The dimensions were standard, and text in silver, reading: Hazuki Hino, Manager, A Smile for Smiles, and her contact numbers.
-Outside of Namimori Middle, 10:32—
"Eeyaaaah. It's hot today," Hino whined, removing her blazer. The sun was beaming down, as she wiped away the sweat on her forehead.
"OOOOIIIIIIII! HAZUKIIII!"
"That loudness… what do you want?" Hino sighed, turning around to see her old friend.
"It's been years since I last saw you. Let's have a race!" he shouted.
"Ryohei, please. I'm wearing a skirt and heels. I don't think that's proper attire for a race," she pouted.
He stared at her with his eyebrows furrowed, and she stared right back with an arrogant smirk on her face.
Ryohei finally broke the silence by standing up straight and smiling, "You've grown up, Hazuki!"
Hino looked at him with a deadpanned expression, before letting out a heavy sigh, "Well, yeah. You've grown too, Ryohei. And since I can't race you, how about I treat you to lunch, or brunch?"
His face lit up and laughed, "Extreme! Free food!"
Hino rolled her eyes as they walked to the train station.
-Namimori Shopping District, Le Tres Bien Café, 11:24—
"So, stupid face, how is Kyoko-chan?"
Hino looked up from her dish as Ryohei (glaring at the nickname) answered, "Doing very well! I'm so proud of her!"
"…Why?" she raised an eyebrow. The way this man talked about his sister: overprotective, proud, caring; it all seemed so distant yet familiar to her.
"She's very happy with Sawada now!" he slammed his fist on the table, eyes gleaming with excitement. The table earned a few stares and Hazuki covered her face.
"Eh? They're going out now?" she quirked. It was obvious to her that Tsuna was head over heels in love with the girl since way back when, but she would have never thought that he would have the courage to ask his crush out.
"Dating? They're engaged! The wedding's in October!" he cried happily.
"N-n-no way…" she gaped.
"But I always thought that she wanted to be a June bride," he pondered before returning to his plate.
"Most all women want to be June brides, Sasagawa-kun," Hino laughed.
"What about you?" he asked, after he taking a sip from his water.
"I… I got married in December. It was cold, but beautiful nonetheless," she reminisced.
"I see, and your husband is?"
"Dead, to me, that is."
"Aah! I'm sorry, then," he apologized, realizing he had hit a nerve. He went back to his food.
"Ah, it's okay! Now I'm much more focused on my priorities, like raising four pubescent international pop stars," she smiled. They spent the rest of the meal chit-chatting about small things.
-Namimori Train Station, 13:23—
"Ack! I'm going to miss it!" Hino ran down the stairs, hoping to catch her train. After her meal with Ryohei, they bid goodbye as she entered the station. She began to panic when she heard a voice over the intercom, signaling the boarding of the train to the other side of town, where her hotel was.
It was too late when she reached the stop, as the loud screech of metal wheels grated against steel rails.
"No way," she sighed to herself. She looked at her wristwatch before sighing once more, and dragging her feet back up the stairs. She would just have to take a taxi, then.
-Namimori Business District, 13:45-
"Thank you very much!" Hino bowed to the taxi driver after she paid. She turned to the grandeur entrance the only five-star hotel, the Green Suite. Sure it had a weird name, but it was top class, and that's all she needed.
-Namimori Middle High School, 13:56—
"Turf-head, how'd it go?" Gokudera asked as he lit up a cigarette as his friend walked in.
"We'll definitely need surveillance on her, just in case," he replied nonchalantly. The meal had gone rather well, just as planned. But they still needed to find a way to monitor her 24/7, just in case she came across something.
"Gokudera-kun, is all this really necessary?" Tsuna asked with an exasperated look on his face.
Sure, he had just reunited with an old friend, and sure, she was part of the problems that they've been having, but to have 24/7 surveillance on a woman who's only been in town for two days, and for how many more they were unsure of, was quite… as he would put it, stressful.
"Maa, maa, Tsuna, don't worry about it! You've got a wedding to plan," Yamamoto laughed, joining into the conversation.
"Sword freak, you have to work, too!" Gokudera scolded.
"Onii-san, are you okay? You're awfully quiet…" Tsuna asked, seeing a frown on his friend's face.
"Ah, Sawada… It's nothing… I was just… THINKING ABOUT KYOKO'S WEDDING!" Ryohei roared, snapping back to his usual self, "and YOURS of course! LET'S MAKE IT EXTREME!"
Tsuna smiled and Yamamoto laughed as Gokudera and Ryohei began to bicker over making noises and being too loud.
"Guys, settle down. How about we all just go for a drink at my place?" Yamamoto smiled, trying to calm everyone down.
"You want to go drinking at this time of day, Yamamoto?" Tsuna arched an eyebrow.
"Well, I guess we can later, Tsuna. What about it, guys?" Yamamoto answered, scratching the back of his head.
"If the tenth agrees with it, then so shall I!" Gokudera cheered enthusiastically, secretly rejoicing at the thought of free alcohol.
"Yeah, I need an extreme break!" Ryohei agreed.
"Ah! Bring everyone else, too, Tsuna. It's good to have some bonding time once in a while," Yamamoto waved as stepped out of the room, "I'll see ya."
-Namimori Shopping District, 16:09—
"Hino-sensei, look over here!"
"Look here! Can we get this?"
"Look, Hino-sensei! What a cute café!'
"Hino-senseeeeei, I'm thirsty, aru. Let's get some pearl tea!"
The crowd could only watch as a group of five girls made their way down the streets, pointing to shops and cafés, each carrying at least two, almost-full shopping bags, not to mention four of them were international pop stars.
"C'mon, you guys. We're here forever, almost," Hino sighed, "You should be more focused on getting your apartment, while I need to look for an office."
"Myu~ Hino sensei's not being cool…" Kori whined.
"Tanaka, get your sister to shut up so I can buy you some pearl tea," Hino laughed.
"I say hurray for pearl tea!" Miko squeeked.
"Miiikooo-chaaaaan, you're so LOUD, aru," Tanaka pouted.
"Ahahah! Alright girls, one at a time," Hino smiled as they walked into the nearest café.
"Welcome to our—Hahi! Hino-senpaaai?"
Hino looked up from her conversation only to see her old schoolmate, "Miura Haru-chan!"
"It is you!" Haru squealed with joy. The younger girl quickly sped from her spot behind the counter to embrace her former senpai.
"… Hino-sensei… Who's that?" Tanaka spoke up, interrupting the hug.
"Ah! Girls! This is Miura Haru. We went to the same middle school here in Namimori," Hino explained.
"Hahi! Hino-senpai was the best sempai anyone could ever haaaave~" Haru squealed.
"Ahaha! She sure is… different!" Miko smirked, earning herself a bop on the head. The four giggled as Haru sat them down at a booth, offering menus.
"Haru-chan, it's okay. You don't have to be so polite," Hino smiled.
"But! I must be! For A Smile for Smiles! I have all your albums! Plus about four posters!" she giggled with excitement.
"Ahah!" Tanaka laughed, "We won't mind, Haru-san!"
"Hahi! You called me by my name! Kyaaa~!" Hino shrieked in happiness as she frolicked to the kitchen.
"Hino-sensei…"
"Eh? What is it?" Hino replied, looking up from the drink selections.
"… You have company…" Reina answered.
Hino tilted her head and turned, only to come face to face with Gokudera Hayato.
"Gokudera!" she squeaked in surprise.
"Hazuki… take this," he said, tossing her a black cell phone before stalking off, leaving a bewildered group of five young women. He nodded to an equally surprised Haru as he opened the door.
"Hino-sensei, who was that?"
"Is he an estranged lover?"
"Is he married?"
"Oooooh! An affair!"
"All of you, shut up. He's just an old friend, nothing more," Hino replied to all four snarky comments as she placed the phone in her purse, staring at it a bit before closing the flap.
-Namimori Business District, the Green Suite, 20:45—
"Don't stay out too late, or you're grounded," Hino called as Miko was about to exit her hotel room.
"Yeah, yeah, stop acting like such a mom," she replied. "We're only going clubbing."
"STILL-!" she tried to rebut, but was too late as the door closed. "Those girls," she sighed, returning to the open windows on her laptop.
You are now logged in; would you like to coordinate a meeting?
_Yes
_No
The mouse hovered over the 'no' option for a while, until it finally clicked 'yes'.
Welcome to the International Blacklist, current members logged on:
_x_ Hino Hazuki, Japan
_x_Alessandro Niochavi, Italy
_x_Jacques de Gaulle , France
_x_ Klein Schwarz, Germany
Would you like to initiate a video conference?
_Yes
_No
The light from the computer glared off the lenses of her glasses as she selected the three other users, along with clicking the yes option.
"Good Evening, Signorina Hino, Signor Klein, Signor Jacques," a deep voice echoed in English.
Four different windows popped up on the LCD screen, each of a different face, including hers.
A shadow was cast over the eyes of the man who spoke first, Alessandro Niochavi.
"Good morning to you, Niochavi-san, de Gaulle-san, Schwarz-san," she replied, adjusting her glasses.
The other two merely nodded in reply, not bothering to greet the rest.
"I trust all of you have been pre-briefed with the packages I sent you, non?" Jacques spoke, his English heavily accented.
"Si."
"Ja."
"Hai."
"Very well, then we shall begin the meeting."
- 21:57—
"I require forces to rid me of the thorn in my side. Ever since that deal we've made in April, the Vongola have been interfering in my plans," Alessandro sighed. A deep chuckle escaped Jacques' throat at the other family's name, his fellow man following suit.
"That is your problem, Niochavi. Keh! Useless Italiens and their mafias," Klein retorted before taking a swig of his glass of beer.
"Oh shut up you stupid kraut, is it not also your problem if Monsieur Alessandro encounters problems?" the Frenchman spat.
"Why you damn French bastard!" Klein seethed.
But before the Frenchman could retort, Hino spoke up, "Niochavi-san… Exactly how are the Vongola a hindrance to our deal?"
"Ah my beautiful Japanese flower, how you have so much to learn. Come to Italy and maybe I may tell you what you seek," the Italian replied all too smoothly, but Hino could sense the lechery in his voice.
"There is no need for that, Niochavi-san. I was merely curious. Anyways, since we have indeed covered the necessities, I do believe I must retire for the eve," she replied.
"Mon cheri, we all must meet in person some day, non? We'll have some of my finest vino," Jacques smirked. 'Ugh,' Hino thought to herself, 'another lecher.'
"Since this meeting is just about concluded and has turned into mindless and hopeless flirting, I agree with Frau Hazuki. It must be late in Japan, after all," Klein scoffed, clearing his throat.
"Very well, have a good evening, mademoiselle… and the rest of you," Jacques smiled one last time before his window disappeared.
"Ah, si. My dear signora, I bid you good night," Niochavi sighed, his window disappearing not long after.
"Honestly, those two. Both useless idiots," Klein sighed.
Hino stared at the screen for a minute before following suit. She let out a sigh of relief as she took out her glasses, eyes caught by the flash drive on her computer, a small blinking light signifying its activity.
Gulping as she shut down her computer, Hino reached over to the cell phone that Gokudera had given her, and opened its contacts list, unsurprised at exactly who were listed.
- Takesushi, 22:04-
"Ahahahah! We sure had some fun times back then, ne, Tsuna?"
"Yeah, Takeshi-kun"
"But you're the one that thought it was all a game for how long, sword freak!"
Kyoko and Haru giggled along with I-pin and Hana, as Gokudera and Yamamoto bickered. Tsuna smiled at his friends. Well, some of them. Reborn, Bianchi, and Lambo were back in Italy for almost obvious reasons and Fuuta had begun traveling once more, carrying his ranking laptop. Hibari and Kusakabe were nowhere to be seen, as if they'd even go. Chrome and her friends, including Mukuro did not attend either. Sawada Iemitsu and Nana were also traveling on a cruise ship, celebrating their anniversary. But as Tsuna watched his friends, he noticed one wasn't really joining in on the fun.
"Onii-san, is something wrong?" Tsuna asked his brother-in-law to be.
"No, not really. But I got a text message from Hazuki," he replied, looking at the screen of his phone.
The room slightly quieted down as the Vongola boss whispered the message to three of his guardians out the message, ['I just had a meeting with Niochavi-san and a few others. Recorded it on a flash drive. When do you want it?']
"That was fast," Ryohei commented, readying himself to reply to the text.
"Keh, I told you this would work, tenth," Gokudera smirked.
"She's asking when we want the flash drive," Tsuna uttered in an almost hushed tone.
"Why not now, Tsuna?" Yamamoto smiled.
"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEE? Now?" Tsuna cried, reminding the guardians of his old self, causing them to laugh, gaining attention from the others.
"Yeah! I mean, we did put a lot of pressure on her, so why not ask her to stay for a few drinks too?" he answered nonchalantly.
"I agree with the sword freak, tenth," Gokudera added, looking slightly peeved at his statement.
"Why not, Sawada?"
"Ah, fine, fine. Someone call her over…" Tsuna sighed in disbelief.
-22:29—
"Umm, hello?" a shy voice greeted as a woman entered the bustling restaurant.
"Hazuki-san! Glad you could make it!"
"Hahi! Hino-sempai is here!"
"Yo Hazuki!"
Said woman had a deadpanned expression on her face as she realized how many people were in the same vicinity as her, and at who they were.
"Good evening," she greeted.
"Please, do come in, Hazuki-san," Tsuna smiled.
She nodded, and slowly walked in awkwardly as familiar smiles greeted her.
"Have a drink! Hazuki!" Ryohei grinned as he shoved a bottle of sake in her face. Yamamoto tossed a chilled beer can at the woman, laughing.
"Ah! I don't drink," she apologized as she caught it, placing the can on the nearest table.
"WHAAAAAT? YOU DON'T DRINK? THAT'S EXTREMELY DISAPPOINTING!"the man roared in reply, the rest of the party resuming their activities.
"Are YOU drunk, stupid face?" the woman asked.
"EXTREMELY!" he yelled back before promptly passing out, his bulky body about to land on hers.
She tried move as fast as she could, but the towering hulk of body mass known as Sasagawa Ryohei was much too large for her to avoid. Thusly, resulting in the following: her tripping on the leg of a random chair, her falling, and his passed out self landing on her.
"Ugh…" she grunted as she tried to push his body off of her.
"Hazuki-san!"
"Hazuki-san!"
"Hahi? Hino-senpai!"
"Will someone just get this fool off of me…?"
Yamamoto laughed as he and Gokudera picked up the drunk man, who had regained a little bit of his consciousness.
"Honestly, men. They think it's funny to practically inhale massive amounts of alcohol, and then they complain about it in the morning," she said to no one in particular. But that doesn't mean no one heard her.
"Maa, maa, Hazuki. You really need to learn how to loosen up, ne?" Yamamoto laughed.
"I never knew you could be such an uptight bitch, stupid woman," scoffed Gokudera as he took a long drag from his cigarette.
"You know, one day the antibodies in your immune system will all die and you'll get lung cancer," the woman glared back.
"Why you!" he replied, raising his arms.
"Gokudera-kun! Hazuki-san! Let's not get too violent. It is a party!" Tsuna cried in worry.
Sure he was older, sure he was much more mature, but Tsuna was still Tsuna, and sometimes old habits die hard.
"Tsu-kun! Haru-chan and I, along with I-pin-chan and Hana-chan want to go to a karaoke bar, is that okay?" Kyoko interrupted, oblivious to their conversation.
"Ah! Kyoko-chan! Sure! You ladies can go! I mean, if you don't mind us staying behind," Tsuna answered his fiancé affectionately.
"Alright! Hino-chan, would you like to come to?" she asked, turning her head.
"Ah! Actually, I think I'm just going to grab something to go, and then head back to my hotel. I hope you don't mind. Maybe another time!" Hino smiled.
"Okay, Hino-chan! Ja ne!" Kyoko waved as she was the last to exit the restaurant.
The Vongola guardians and guest sat in silence for a minute until Hino placed something small on the table.
"I told you I'd bring it, so here," she said.
"A-ah. Thanks again, Hazuki-san. I'm sorry about bothering a friend for such trivial matters," Tsuna smiled.
"Hn. It's merely a business transaction. Nothing more, nothing less. Turns out, I want that sick pasta freak out of my life as much as the next woman," she scoffed.
"Oooii. Hazukiii. Have a drink and take that extreme stick out of yer butt, will yah?" a drunken voice drawled. Hino was somewhat astonished as Ryohei picked himself off the ground.
"And get wasted like you? I prefer my liver clean and healthy, thank you very much," she retorted.
"Keh! The stupid woman's just too weak to handle any kind of alcohol," Gokudera grinned.
"Gokudera! You shouldn't insult every person you know. It's not a good thing," Yamamoto laughed.
"Hah! Admit, you weak woman. You can't tolerate alcohol. Not one bit," he chided.
"I'll have you know, I have a very high tolerance for alcohol. Especially something as weak as sake," she glared, her pride affected. Going to college in America had its perks. The amount of parties that you could go to was almost unnerving.
"Then let's have an extreme drinking contest, Hazuki!" Ryohei smirked, pulling out a bottle of god-knows-what from god-knows-where.
"Onii-san… Where were you hiding that?" Tsuna thought to himself.
Hino's eye twitched as Yamamoto and Gokudera announced they would join in too, leaving Tsuna as the referee. Yamamoto walked behind the counter and brought out four shot glasses, earning questionable looks from his friends, shrugging.
"One… Two… Three! Kampai!**"
- Takesushi, 00:56—
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" Hino howled in laughter, slamming down a green bottle.
Blazers and ties were strewn over place, chairs and tables in disarray, a pair of glasses in the middle of all this.
"I told you that I have a high tolerance for alcohol!" she screamed. She was obviously drunk to Tsuna, her hair out of its bun and a total mess, face flushed with alcohol.
"Erg…" Gokudera grunted, as he face-planted onto the table. Tsuna immediately rushed over to his right-hand man's side, face twisted with worry and disbelief.
"They've been drinking for hours!" Tsuna cried to himself as he looked at his wristwatch.
"HAZUKIIIIIII! I'LL BEAT YOU TO THE EXTREEEEEMMMMME!" Ryohei roared as he downed another bottle.
After finishing the giant one that Ryohei pulled out earlier, Yamamoto, being the smart one he is, brought out more, smaller bottles. They weren't as large as the first one, but the label read as six times more potent. Tsuna pulled his hair in frustration as the already drunk friends of his grabbed multiple bottles.
Bottle Score:
Gokudera- 2
Yamamoto- 1
Ryohei- 3
Hino- 3
Tsuna- 0
Tsuna palmed his face in frustration as he (kind of) cleaned up the empty bottles and cigarette butts that littered the floor, almost hit by a very wasted Ryohei, who had taken himself to flinging his arms in random movements, and jabbing the air with his boxer punches.
Hino was partly on the floor, barely hanging off the chair, and resting her torso on the table, talking in mixes of English and gibberish to no one in particular.
Yamamoto passed out on the chair, leaning back, and Gokudera trying to move from his spot on the table.
Tsuna watched as the man attempted to lift his head by pushing up his arms, and somehow ended up falling onto the floor. He decided to stay there for a while.
'What the hell? How do these things even happen!' Tsuna cursed himself internally, running a hand through his brown locks in disbelief.
"GYUHUHUH! SILVER SAMURAI! YOU WILL NEVEEERRR DEFEAT MEH!" Hino chuckled as she stood up, or tried to.
"WATCH OUT, PINK PRINCESS! I'LL SAAAVVEE YOOOOUUEEWW!" Ryohei replied, making no sense to Tsuna at all. He stared wide-eyed as both adults tried to stand up, succeeding only after they had decided to cling to each other for support.
"SILVER SAMURAAAAAAIIIIIIIII!" the woman girl squealed.
"PINK PRINCEEEESSSSSSS!" he answered gallantly.
Tsuna could only stare as his friends took wobbly steps and exited the restaurant, before screaming.
"Onii-san! Hazuki-saaan!"
But before Tsuna could leave to reach his friends, something grabbed his leg.
"Don't worry about it, tenth! Turf-head isn't that reckless!" Gokudera managed to spit, before suddenly turning green.
"Hayato-kun?" he asked his friend in worry, "you don't look so well…"
"-HAYATO-KUN!"
- Takesushi, 01:23—
"I hope they arrive home safely, though," Tsuna said softly to himself, before noticing a familiar pair of glasses, "Hazuki-san's glasses! She must've left them here… I'll give them to her tomorrow…"
-Namimori Business District, the Green Suite, 09:13—
[BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP]
Hino groaned in annoyance as she fumbled to shut off the alarm.
"Guuuuhhhh… I feel like I was hit by a train…" she groaned once more as she snuggled into the covers, enjoying its warmth.
But the sun peaking over throughout the crevices of skyscrapers didn't really allow her to do so.
"Damn sun…" she cursed, pulling the sheets over her head.
'Why is it so warm…? Nice and warm… but…' she thought to herself as the heat under the white cloth engulfed her body.
She stayed still for a moment, enjoying the silence.
Until she heard a loud snore.
Her eyes widened in shock as she struggled to get up. After finally pulling all the covers off of her and rubbing her eyes, she sat up and stared in horror, a million questions running through her mind.
What the hell happened!
What time is it!
What time did I get home?
Why am I naked?
And lastly, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED AND WHY THE FUCK AM I—OHMYGOD!" she shrieked, staring at the body mass beside her.
It stirred and sand sat up, awakened by the loud shrill screech.
"Eh? Hazuki? Why are you being extremely loud?"
It took man a couple of seconds to realize just what happened. Both adults stared at each other in horror, looking down to their naked bodies. Until Hino kicked the man off the bed.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE? AND WHY THE—WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DOOOOOOO?" she screamed, as she tried to get off the bed, slipping in the process, but hurrying to stand up and cover herself.
"I DON'T KNOW! I'M EXTREMELY CONFUSED AT THE MOMENT! AND PLEASE QUIET DOWN! MY HEAD IS IN EXTREME PAIN!" he answered just as loud.
"YOU SHOULD BE THE ONE TO STOP SCREAMING YOU BASTARD! GAAAAH! MY HEAD!"
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE, HAZUKI?"
"I DON'T KNOW JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!" she yelled, repeating the 'get out'.
The man grabbed whatever clothes he could find as Hino turned away and covered her face as red from embarrassment. She would later deny to herself the fact that she peeked through her fingers at the naked man who struggled to dress himself.
Never in his life had he seen such a furious woman. Kyoko was much too sweet to be so foul mouthed. Kurokawa wasn't this bad either. She was much milder than Kyoko, but he still had never seen a woman act the way she did.
Ryohei contemplated to himself these thoughts as he sat in the living room of the suite, with water boiling on the stove in the kitchenette, moving only when he heard the loud 'fweeee' of the kettle. His train of thought came to a sudden stop when the doorbell rang, but before he could take one step, a loud voice echoed throughout the whole complex.
"I'LL GET IT!"
The sun guardian swore that Yamamoto could've probably cut the tension in the air with his katana as Hino stormed out of her room, fumbling with the tie on her bathrobe.
She stomped over to the door, trying to fix her disheveled hair. As soon as she got to the door, she placed a hand on the knob, and turned to Ryohei with a "shush" expression, a finger to her lips.
Hino opened the door slightly, "Yes?"
"Ano, Hazuki-san… You forgot these at the restaurant…"
Hino's face clearly read 'shit' when she saw the speaker.
"T-thank you, Tsunayoshi-kun. I was looking for these," she replied weakly, as she opened the door a little wider to retrieve her glasses.
"Hazuki-san, you don't happen to know where Onii-san is, do you?" Tsuna asked innocently,
"Kyoko-chan said that she hasn't seen him all morning, and that he's not answering his cell phone. Since you two disappeared last night I was—"
"I haven't a goddamn clue on where that man is." Hino interrupted.
Tsuna was a taken back at the sharp reply, but shrugged it off as an after effect from all that drinking they did last night.
"I guess I could call him," he sighed, punching the speed dial on his phone. Hino reacted too late when a loud ringtone interrupted. She froze as soon as Tsuna looked to her, brown eyes wide.
"It's not what you think! I mean!" she fumbled, trying to cover up the mess.
"Tenth! Is there something wrong?"
"Maa, maa, Gokudera. Quiet down…"
Chills ran up Hino's spine as she palmed her face, Ryohei's ringtone still blaring in the background. Gokudera, concerned about his boss, suddenly appeared, slightly shoving the man away from the door, coming face to face with a disgruntled woman.
"Why does the Tenth look like he was hit by a ghost? And don't you have any respect? It's customary to open the door and let your guests in," the man scolded.
Hino was opened her mouth to protest, but Gokudera shoved the door open roughly, causing her to fumble back.
"What… the…"
Hino ran her hands through her hair, a pained look on her face as Gokudera stalked in, with Tsuna dragging his feet behind, and Yamamto following.
"Turf-top…WHY THE HELL IS THE TURF-HEAD HERE?"
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING TURF-TOP TAKO-HEAD?"
Yamamoto smiled weakly as Tsuna palmed his face. Hino had taken to the kitchenette, staring at the counter with wide, empty eyes, hands planted on the solid surface. Sweat ran down her forehead as millions of thoughts ran through her head.
"…. Woman, you have some explaining to do," Gokudera scoffed, standing at the entrance of the kitchenette.
"I… he… we… THIS IS WHY I DON'T DRINK DAMN IT!"
-Hino's hotel room, 09:54—
"I see," Tsuna's voice cracked, adding an additional yet unnecessary cough after Hino explained the reason as to why and how Ryohei got into her hotel room.
There was a very awkward silence afterwards.
VERY. AWKWARD. SILENCE.
Hino coughed. No one seemed to notice. Gokudera could only glare at the woman, an occasional twitch surfacing near his right eye. Ryohei cleared his throat as he fiddled with his tie. Yamamoto said nothing, a blank look on his face.
As for Tsuna, well… He looked like he had just walked in on a naked woman. That wasn't Kyoko.
"Well… I don't th-" Ryohei began, only to be cut off by Hino.
"You. DON'T. TALK," she spat, emphasizing each syllable, "but… if-"
"YOU. STUPID WOMAN, shut up," Gokudera seethed.
Yamamoto scratched the back of his head. Tsuna remained the same.
"You know what? Okay! I slept with him!" Hino cried in exasperation, "we were drunk, and we're all adults!"
"Hazuki's right, so let's calmly jus—"
"CALMLY! YOU SLEPT WITH THE CLIENT! THAT'S BREAKING HOW MANY RULES, TURF-TOP!"
"Please calm down…"
"OH, SO IF YOU FIND A LOVELY MAIDEN ON ONE OF YOUR MISSIONS, AND YOU BANG HER, IT'S ALRIGHT!" Hino retorted to Gokudera's outburst.
"YOU NEED TO SHUT UP, WOMAN! You're not part of this!"
"NOT PART OF THIS? I SLEPT WITH THE MAN FOR GOD'S SAKES! I THINK THAT QUALIFIES AS 'PART OF THIS'!"
"Hazuki, calm down!"
"Ano…"
"NO! You! This, this, THIS IS YOUR ENTIRE FAULT! You stupid men and your damn drinking habits!"
"Keh! It's your fault for joining in!"
"IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR PROVOKING ME!"
"OI!" Tsuna snapped, as much as he could.
"Tenth! I'm sorry!"
"IT'S HIS/HER FAULT" Ryohei and Hino said at the same time.
And that's the end of my bullshit.
Leave a review if you think I should continue and add the backstory to this. :D
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Re-uploading this after 3 years because I wanted to try writing again. I have other chapters ready for upload if want, but I'll wait on feedback lol.
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I have a smut omake. Idk if I wanna upload it.