Riding the spring winds
PROLOGUE
The feeling of the wind beating against your face, it was something so incredible and so relaxing that one would want to experience it all over again, just for the sake of it. His hair would flip all over the place, and would end up sticking in all directions but he doesn't mind. He had tried using gel, but it doesn't work, his hair would still end up spiky and sticking it all directions, and it seems to become a trademark to spot him, lately.
Nothing ever seemed to stop him from travelling; sometimes he would travel all around town and the nearby cities. Sometimes he would return days later, sometimes he would return weeks later, but he would always return in Namimori.
It was where he belonged to, or felt a sense of belonging to. To cover his travelling expenses, sometimes he took odd jobs; sometimes he worked for a year.
It was just him. Occasionally a few of his friends would join him for a trip around the next town, or maybe sometimes the next country. Everyone in Namimori seemed to know him, but he didn't really care about it. All that he could care right now was enjoying life.
it was just like any other regular day when he wanted to park his bike at his usual spot, but that spot was taken. It was taken by a police bike. Tsuna grimaced and parked his bike somewhere to the far end of the parking lot. Namimori only had one parking lot, and there weren't a lot of people riding a bike, so usually there was no competition for parking lots.
He fished out a pen knife from his pocket. It would be a shame if the police bike is damage wouldn't it?
With a coy grin on his face, he pushed the blade out from the penknife, and scratched the vehicle.
Revenge was sweet, but it's only sweeter if he stayed to see the reaction of the person who owned the bike…but he didn't have time for that. He had to meet Gokudera later on. Oh well, maybe if fate brings them together, he might able to meet the man.
He threw the pen knife on the floor. That should help that cop identify him. What's life without a bit of excitement? Namimori had always been a town too boring, that was probably his main reason for travelling.
But he always returned back to the good, old peaceful town because maybe just sometimes, he wanted some peace.
He spun around in his tight black tights with crosses and scratched the back of his ears. He wore two ear studs on the right ear and one on his left. All in all, he looked pretty much like a juvenile. He whipped his phone out and dialed for Gokudera's number.
"Hello, Gokudera-kun?" He greeted, as a genuine smile formed on his face.
"Juudaime! You called so that means you're in town now!" Gokudera responded in his perky voice.
"That's right. Let's have dinner then?" Tsuna suggested, yawning.
"Sure!" Gokudera replied.
Just as Tsuna was about to hang up and leave the parking lot, he was pinned to the ground and cuffed by a set of handcuffs. He didn't really see it coming, because he was too tired or maybe too concentrated on the phone call.
His phone dropped to the ground and switched to speaker mode.
"Juudaime? Are you there? What happened?"
Tsuna frowned as he stared into the grey eyes of the famous officer. He had just offended the notorious Hibari Kyoya, the head of peacekeeping in Namimori.
Life is certainly exciting.
Tsuna smirked.
"Gokudera-kun, change of plans. Get Mukuro to pick me up at the police station. You can come too, if you'd like to." Tsuna said nonchalantly.
"I'm going to bite you to death, Sawada Tsunayoshi."
e/n: Happy Birthday Hibari Kyoya, 5/5's the date. I managed to post it before 12 at my time, so his birthday isn't over here! Tsuna's not OOC here, he just has a backstory! I wanted to post this crap for a very long time now, but due to time constrain and writer's block I can't.
I was also depressed for a very long time, even now, but this is the only thing I can do to distract myself. You might hate my writing, love my writing, but please, review. A review means so much to someone who's depressed now.
Or if you can't, please just favourite or alert it to let me know that you're here. Thank you. XOXO.
I owe this 1827 1/2 of the credits to WhiteAngel128, who i told this crappy plot to. She was very supportive... and yes we both agree that we prefer uke Tsuna more.
As for those who I agreed to read their stories, I'd have to put it to further delay because of my studies. I ranted enough, so ... thanks for reading, if you're reading anyway.