AN: As HDWM!Tsuna didn't have a name yet, we're going to call him Tsuna, with italics.
"Wha-? Why-? How is that even possible?!"Tsuna pointed accusing finger at the other male in his bedroom. His eyes caught something from his peripheral vision, and began to focus his attention on a small bandage wrapped neatly on his finger.
"...Are you okay?" After a moment of hesitation the other male spoke up, worry etched on his face as he saw Tsuna began to hyperventilate.
"...Since when does this thing's here? More importantly, why are you even here?" Tsuna was beyond confused now, he obviously wasn't dreaming and honestly whenever his eyes wandered to the gold-eyed teen, it scared the crap out of him. Not because he was scared by getting physically hurt, but he was afraid he's starting to lose some of his sanity, and that's saying something for someone who's associated with mafia.
It simply not possible to have another person, who was technically himself, to be standing in front of him, asking him whether or not he was okay and need help. It's impossible, impossible, to duplicate himself without some funny business going on. Especially if it had something to do with Reborn, everything that has associated with Reborn means trouble, and he was hell sure this is just one of million ways that his sadistic tutor would do to annoy him.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Tsuna, inquired as he got closer to the actual Tsuna, who began to check any injuries on his body.
"... What, what are you doing?!" Tsuna squeaked as his shirt was lifted up.
"To check any injuries, you seem to not realize that you're on the floor," The other replied, a bit firmly this time.
Silence.
...
"You know what? Screw this, I might be just experiencing some realistic form of sick illusion," Tsuna got up to his feet, dusting imaginary dust away from his pants, and walked in quick step to the door, he was hoping he could escape from this place as soon as possible and continue his normal life.
"This... is not illusion," He heard the other mumble.
"Excuse me?"
"I'm not sure about it either, but the next thing I know, I was staring at myself, sleeping here," Tsuna looked toughful, golden eyes narrowed as he try to comprehend the situation.
Tsuna had a few speculation about it himself, to separate someone, or rather, personality, from somebody to actually have physical form sounds ridiculous, but here he is, alive and kicking, as if everything was normal.
Then something hit him.
"Hey, Tsuna, tell me if this hurt, okay?" Without waiting for a response, Tsuna punched his gut just enough for him to cough, faintly hearing a panicked squeak coming from the other teen.
"Do you feel something?"
"It feels... numb here..." Tsuna admitted, pointing at the part where he felt it before, the exact place where Tsuna punched his gut.
So... I was right, Tsuna's body and I were linked to each other, any form of physical pain will affect both of us. Tsuna rubbed his temple, he was more worried about Tsuna wellbeing (apart from the fact that it's his original body), the brunet trip over himself, much less to defend himself, or his family for that matter.
"It seems like our body is linked to each other," He summarized, exhaling air he didn't know he was holding.
"So, whatever happens to you will affect me?"
"There's a high chance about it, I'm sure it affect both ways, which means we have to stick close," Tsuna answered, easily noticing the other's displeasure.
"...Great, how do I tell Kyoko-chan and the others about this?" Tsuna whimpered, already imagining the scenes in his head and mentally slapped himself at the mention of her name. It was bad enough that he had another important matter right now and he still hadn't quite get over it.
The gold-eyed teen watched silently as Tsuna dragged himself down stair.
He wondered what the dull ache he felt in his chest is.
"'Morning," Tsuna slumped in his chair, absentmindedly poking at his omelete, not caring that he's already late for school.
"Hibari is going to bite you to death if you don't get your ass in school by five minutes, dame-Tsuna," Reborn settled his newspaper down in favor on staring at his student.
"Yes, yes, Reborn, I'll go now," Reborn clicked his tongue when the brunet didn't make any immediate move to run or any sign of fear (probably because his mind had gone blank after finding out the horrible truth of his doppelganger, their life may be linked and if either one of them die... Tsuna shook the thought away) until the baby hitman fired few round of bullets inch away from the brunet's head.
"Hiee! I'm going! I'm going!"
"Good morning, Juudaime!" Gokudera called when he caught sight of familiar mop of brown hair, and quickly made his way towards him. Huh? Gokudera noted his boss appearance, which consist of his usual orange jacked and baggy pants. It's rare to see Juudaime skip school...
Gokudera almost tripped when Tsuna glanced at him, he has golden eyes instead of the normal chocolate. "Good morning, Gokudera-kun," the brunnet smiled at him, and Gokudera swore that at this moment his face flushed.
"What's wrong, Gokudera-kun?" The golden eyes that held concern for him was beautiful... Gokudera shook his head, this wasn't the time to be thinking about this!
"Ah! N-no... I was just wondering why..." Gokudera considered if he should ask him why he won't go to school, based on what's he was wearing, the brunet seems to be running some errand... he wasn't sure, it's better for Juudaime to tell him himself.
"Ah, I will go to school, just for different purpose, aren't you getting late, Gokudera-kun?" Crap! Did I said it out loud? Now the brunet will think he was being rude to him!
But hold the phone, "Different purose?" the silver-haired teen voiced his curiousity.
"Yes, I am supposed to be guarding Tsuna right now, with the fact that I'm here," He sighed.
Silence...
Then chaos erupted.
AN: I'm sorry guys for the shor chapter! This story supposed to be light and I dunno, not too dark... I hope I write it just fine.
Anyway I ca't answer yo your PM since it had problem with VPN -_- so I hope this chapter answered your question?
So guys, what do you think?
