Second Chapter, still pretty short, sorry about that...
My Life As The Future Vongola
I could here a soft humming coming from somewhere near where I was sitting. It was sweet and loving tune, from a song, which had long since forgotten. And I'd much rather be next to the being responsible for it then at this cold dinner table.
However knowing with what I would be prized with for being calm and focused. I sat here, my fingers silently drumming against the cold ebony table, my patience quickly being eaten away knowing what was about to be laid out before me.
"COOL BREAKFEST" swiftly exclaimed a familiar, overexcited voice, one which normally slept in for another hour. The bearer of the said voice hopped onto the chair nearest to me, thankfully bringing a conversation to ease my waiting. Quickly after, thanks to his loud shriek of what time it was, more of our friends piled into the average sized room, crowding around the circular table.
The once lonesome and quiet room was now filled with the gracious laughter, shouting, and arguing of my friends. That beautiful tune had been toned out, but I know that it was as happy as me to hear everyone was downstairs to enjoy our meal. Once the first of us caught the most miniature scent of what was now being carried over, the pitch of almost everyone in the room had to have doubled. Relief finally washed over me when I saw the meal I had been waiting for turning around the corner.
"HEY TAKESHI, WAKE UP!" yelled the voice of my best friend, right into my ear to insure it reached me.
Lifting my head up from my glorious daydream, I could point out the room was empty and Gokudera was standing next to my desk, his face in a scowl, probably from the harsh work it took waking me up.
"What time is it" I groaned, wanting to drift off back to the warm and comforting dreams I've been having for the last year now. "It's 3:15, now wake up. I have to get to the Math League" Gokudera explained; if I remember correctly he was in charge of it. And for the second time today reality smacked into me like a car crash. "PRACTICE" I shrieked, which luckily only Gokudera heard because I'm sure it was higher than any girl at our school.
I darted up and flew to the door, in the midst knocking over my desk, my neighbors desks, and Gokudera, who acknowledged it with a few curse words I'm sure didn't even translate into Japanese, or I would want to. I kept sprinting down the hallways, all the while gaining the attention of various kids, who laughed it off with things like "Yamamoto's late again huh?", "When is he gonna get it together?", "Where's my bat!" Oh wait the last one I screamed.
As I zoomed past the gym to the locker room, I probably missed what could've been the best glimpse of Tsuna performing a perfect back flip in the year.
I watched with boredom, and utter sorrow, as the rest of the team practiced. The Coach hadn't been so forgiving with me being late again, and as punishment I would have to sit this practice out, and miss our next game!
And that was just cruel, but instead of helping me, the other guys just pointed and laughed. Smirking to myself now, I knew that most of them would be failing their upcoming tests without my help, of getting Gokudera to help us.
Taking my eyes of the others since it would only make me feel worse; I choose to look at the things I didn't notice during practice.
The girls were currently playing volleyball, Gokudera's girlfriend Haru, and her friends Kyoko and Hana were apparently more focused on their conversation then their team's practice. That was until Hana got hit by the ball, quickly getting enraged, and shot it right back at the girl who had blasted it at her.
Laughing I looked again and spotted Hibari walking towards the school. A cold shiver going up my spine, and anyone else who saw him. Knowing full well that he had only left the school's lounge to punish some unfortunate kid, who would need an ambulance later for the injuries they had just received. That's what Hibari was "A Sadistic Perfect, bent on eliminating anything he didn't like", and instead of him taking that as an insult and putting the idiot for even muttering it on their death bed. He took it as a compliment, and would smirk at said idiot for saying so, the kind of smirk that you new didn't have the best intentions to it.
Continuing I spotted my crush, Tsuna, who was currently walking away from the school and the playingfields with his friends. At his left was I-Pin, Hibari's younger sister. She often got mistaken for being related to Lambo because of their physical similarities. Mostly because both had similar eyes and black hair; however I-Pin kept hers much longer and kept in her trademark braids, which reached shortly above her knees. She was just as skilled of an acrobat as Tsuna; however I, and a few others I'd rather not exist, preferred watching Tsuna perform.
In the middle was our school's "Player" Lambo Bovino, who currently had his arms wrapped around I-Pin and Tsuna's shoulders. Lambo was known for being willing to date anyone if he found them attractive enough, male or female. And also for being the most easy going and laziest person to have ever entered our school, yet somehow he kept a 3.5 GPA at all times.
And at the right was Tsunayoshi Cavallone, he was the very definition of petite. He barely reached I-Pin's height still being shorter, and yet somehow he was able to be faster than some of our star track members. He always seemed to have eithera song, tune, or melody stuck in his head; meaning you could always hear him humming something.
The three of them were a pair, they all got along, they had known each other since they were little, they had same interests, they made sure Lambo didn't break someone's heart to bad, and I-Pin and Tsuna both shot Lambo down every time he asked them out.
Sighing I questioned what Tsuna thought of Lambo for that, would Tsuna even be interested in me if I asked him?
I walked home grudgingly. Why? Because I didn't participate in practice today, meaning I had no excuse to get a break when I got home instead of helping my dad out in the restaurant.
We owned a Sushi Shop, and because of my dad's skill it was unusual to not have at a minimum five tables occupied at lunch and dinner, and at least two throughout the other times of the day. I loved working and being with my dad, however like any kid the first thing I wanna do when I get home is just flop down on the nearest soft object and sleep.
However if I did this I wouldn't wake up until tomorrow morning and my teachers would then nag my parents, who would then nag me for not doing my work, which would then prevent me from getting a good's night sleep, which would then make me horrible at baseball. So it was declared, if I truly needed to rest I could, however as soon as my mom deemed me relaxed enough it was straight to work and then my assignments.
I never could understand how a woman so kind and easy going, could be so strict and crafty underneath. Well not like it mattered anyway since I was currently standing outside of the back door of my house.
I could try and sneak into my room through the window, or maybe say a friend needed me and avoid my house the whole night. However both of these thoughts were stomped over when my mother suddenly opened the door when I reached for it.
"Take-kun, we have a visitor" my mom stated. Before I could even question who it was, the door was pushed farther open to reveal the man from this morning sitting at our kitchen table. My father was beaming at him like he had just offered him all off Japan on a gold plate.
"Greetings Yamamoto" the man said in a smooth and baritone voice, "my name is Reborn, and I'm going to be your tutor." I could only stare at my parents in disbelief.
I knew I was far from the brightest kid, but I would've never expected my parents to hire me a tutor. I mean hiring a tutor is like practically saying I could never get better on my own.
And more importantly, DIDN'T THEY FEEL LIKE THIS MAN WAS FUCKING CRAZY! He pretty much oozed danger, power, and death. AND THEY EXPECTED HIM TO TEACH ME!
What did I do to gain this kind death sentence. And why were Reborn and my mother talking like they've known each other since birth, and my father wouldn't stop smiling at him like he had saved him from a burning car, TWICE!
The only thing I can say I'm sure will happen is that his arrival will the worst thing to happen in my life...now if only Reborn would come back and untie me so I can argue with my parents about him staying!
My Life As The Future Vongola
Thanks for reading, yes no lemons until later, and yes so far it's not worthy of being M-Rated. But just wait my pretties, just wait.
