Title: Danger! Danger! Paranormal Scifi Nerd With A Crush
Pairing/Characters: Tsunayoshi Sawada, Gokudera Hayato, Yamamoto Takeshi, 5927,
Rating/Warnings: T, Very Sarcastic narrator, Tragic Events sprinkled with Comedy, Crack
Summary: Dame Tsuna after receiving what could be considered the world's lamest death, is now stuck wondering the earth as a ghost. Bored and having nothing else to do he chooses to haunt a college dorm with a certain crazy delinquent.
The Discovery of Tsu-Chan
Gokudera just stared back at the apparition in pure amazement. He was staring at a being that had been debated for centuries of its mere existence. He was staring at an actual live (no pun intended) ghost. Gokudera was not crazy. He had somehow managed to delude himself that he was not crazy, and that he was actually looking at a paranormal phenomenon within the universe. No this was not an illusion or a dream it was reality simply at its greatest magnificence, by simply showing him an unrealistic beauty.
The only thing that had even come close to these very same feelings emitted from this situation was the apparent encounter with the UMA being known simply as Shittopi-chan, who apparently had actually abducted Gokudera, and dissected him. While most people would be demanding some serious psychiatric help, Gokudera had smiled through the whole time, screaming at the top of lungs on how the process was like and how the technology was even created, and demanding commemorative photographs of the event. Which the very alien had realized it would be much easier to study another species of human, and dropped him out in the middle of some island in Japan.
Well at least that was the claim anyway.
But really who was actually delusional to believe in that stuff anyway?
Tsuna just stared at the very strange man who had seemed completely focused on absolutely nothing. Tsuna could feel shivers run up his back. Tsuna had felt completely awkward as Gokudera began to drool slightly. He definitely didn't like the way Gokudera would stare at him like he was some new video game that he desperately wanted but couldn't get. That how is Tsuna could sum up Gokudera's weird actions in a convenient simile.
Frankly Tsuna was completely scared and freaked out by this eccentric human. What kind of freak would actually be excited to see a ghost? What kind of person would actually be happy to see something that had died years ago? It was beyond Tsuna's comprehension how anyone could even think to have such a strange fascination. Tsuna knew that if he was in Gokudera's position he would be screaming at the top of his lungs, and would be running out of the room, tail between his legs.
Gokudera was still a bit disillusioned by the appearance of the ghost, reached his hand towards Tsuna's arm. It was the perfect time to test a theory. He wondered if it was actually possible to make physical contact with a ghost. Was a ghost just an afterimage, was it really true that he couldn't touch the ghost? Granted physical contact with a ghost had been deemed by paranormal experts that it was nearly impossible to touch a ghost. But Gokudera's own rationale had deemed that an encounter with a ghost wouldn't had even be possible. So why wouldn't he be able to touch a ghost?
He pushed his fingers further into the air near Tsuna, expecting either a liquidy goo or just the air. As soon as his hand made contact, Gokudera was taken aback.
He could feel a cold sensation run up in his arms, but he had actually felt something soft and solid. It had felt exactly like human flesh...
Gokudera Hayato had actually managed to touch a ghost.
Tsuna just stared at his arm, that still tingled with the warmth from a living human. Of all people who could actually make physical contact...Tsuna began to mentally cry. Why couldn't Kyoko or someone normal be able to make that kind of contact? Why did it have to be a crazy unstable freak that was able to manage to have any contact? Tsuna cursed his luck under his breath, even in the afterlife it seem Tsuna was cursed.
Tsuna could feel a warmth surround his palm, with a smile the freak was gently shaking his hand. Gokudera tried his best to muster a smile without looking too excited.
"Gokudera Hayato." He managed to mutter despite his excitement and nervousness. Tsuna didn't appear to make a response except for blinking his large eyes. Tsuna mentally debated if he should be really making any contact with this man. He could just run away from this person, move to a new place to haunt and live happily ever after.
But the longer he began to stare at Gokudera, the more he wondered if he should really leave. He could feel his chest tighten, the more he stared at Gokudera. Tsuna could feel lonely emotions flow into him. These feelings were all too familiar, but weren't his own feelings. Could it possibly mean the weirdo that stood before him was just a weirdo because he was just lonely? Or that he was lonely because people thought he was weird? Either way Tsuna was familiar with feelings of loneliness. How many countless times did he want to be accepted by the people that surrounded him, how many times did he wish that someone would be his friend?
How many times did he wish the universe would quit picking on him for no damn reason!
The wanting to have someone to talk to (real not some dressed up warrior chick in an rpg), but not being able to was the true definition of loneliness. It was a sad depressing feeling that never went away even you could distract yourself with trivial or material goods.
And no one deserved to feel like this even weirdos who actually had a weird fascination with dead things, deserved a friend.
With a warm smile Tsuna carefully shook his hand, a bit wary of what Gokudera would do, " Uh..My name is Tsunayoshi Sawada."
Gokudera just stared blankly, he had no idea what to say. Hmm..this ghost is Japanese. Well that would make sense considering I'm in an Asian country. Now how the hell do you address Japanese people? I don't want to offend him, and addressing him by his name alone is a big no no right? Oh yeah if suffixes are used correctly they are used as signs of respect.
"Uh Tsu-chan, how'd you become a ghost in the first place?"
Tsuna was completely frozen in his tracks.
Tsu-chan. Tsu-chan. Tsu-chan. Tsu-chan.
The name ringed in his head loudly. No that name... it was the very same name used by that person.
Geez Tsu-chan it's too bad you're so useless.
Tsu-chan, are you even trying anymore? Straight F's? How is that even possible?
Tsu-chan, would you stop complaining, other kids are starving in Africa and you're complaining because you had a bad birthday?
Tsu-chan don't worry even a no good loser like you can accomplish something if you want it badly.
Tsuna shivered at the thought of that woman. The only person that should be able to accept Tsuna's imperfections, and rally him up was just like everyone else. She just like everyone else had made fun of Tsuna's uselessness. And those very actions had far stung more than any one's else beatings or words.
My own mother picks on me.
Tsuna began to shiver like crazy, at the thought of his mother Nana. She was supposed to be a loving mom, yet she had been like everyone else. Weren't mothers supposed to hug them, instead of make fun of them? Gokudera walked closer to the shivering ghost, whose presence began to shake the room.
"Hey are you okay, Tsu-chan?" Gokudera asked hesitantly looking for a place to hide behind, in case the ghost turned into a poltergeist, and began to throw stuff.
"I'M NOT TSU-CHAN! AND I'M NOT DAME TSUNA! I'M TSUNAYOSHI SAWADA!"
Tsuna screamed at the top of his lungs, nearly going through a nervous breakdown. How dare this person even mention this name! He was probably some kid at Namimori who knew about Dame Tsuna, and was here to make fun of Tsuna. Suddenly the room began to shake with divine justice and rage. Gokudera ran toward under the bed, and covered himself. Various baseball merchandise began to fall down on the floor, shaking before it nearly hit the unconscious Yamamoto. The baseball idiot just began to slide across the rug, nearly ramming his head into the wall.
Gokudera began to freak out. How the hell would he calm down an angry spirit? The nine chant. Fumbling to remember the hand moments, Gokudera rushed to say the chant.
"Rin, P-Pyō, Tō, Sha, Kai, J-Jin, Retsu, Zai, Zen!"
Tsuna could find himself suddenly not moving, he grabbed at himself in pain. He could feel an extreme pain in his chest, and he couldn't even move his limbs. He looked helplessly at Gokudera and began to scream at the top of his lungs. Gokudera just looked at him sympathetically.
"I'm sorry, Tsunayoshi Sawada...I didn't know that calling you Tsu-chan would offend you, and I'm sorry I had to use the sealing spell."
All Tsuna could mutter was an unintelligible word proceeded by large amounts of moaning.
But within a few minutes, Tsuna began to calm down as the sealing spell wore off.
"I don't like Tsu-chan because my mother used to call me that."
"...?" Gokudera was honestly confused, most people would be happy to hear a nickname their mother had given them. Perhaps something happened to his mom, or did his mom torture him...?
"Why what did your mom do?"
"Everyone used to make fun of me and would call me Dame Tsuna, you know when they weren't busy kicking me. You would think my mom wouldn't make fun of me, but she also made fun of me."
Gokudera just grasped the words carefully. The poor guy had actually been ridiculed by his own mother? How pathetic was it that he was actually picked on by his mom. Gokudera grabbed Tsuna's hand and pulled him up towards him.
"Honestly? No wonder you're such an angry spirit." Gokudera's eyes had suddenly gotten big, as he sat staring at Tsuna. Tsuna just smiled weakly, Gokudera was naturally strange. But maybe this weirdo was actually a decent person. Maybe the two would actually get along.
"Thank you Gokudera-kun." Tsuna smiled brightly at him, amused even more by Gokudera's flustered reaction.
Yamamoto just woke up in a daze. His head was throbbing, it appeared that he had a lot of cerebral damage. He touched his head gingerly, he currently had a headache. It didn't help that the fact that Gokudera was screaming at nothing.
"Hey who are you talking to?" Yamamoto asked laughing through the pain.
"SHUTUP BASEBALL IDIOT!" Tsuna just watched between cringed eyes, as Gokudera had once again slammed the door on his poor roommate who had crumpled on the floor with a thump.
A/N: I'm sorry for a lack of update I can honestly blame "the life". To all the Yamamoto fans I'm so sorry for Yama's physical torture. I actually love Yamamoto to bits even though he's thoroughly abused in these chapters. They say the one you pick on is actually the one you like the best right? Cough, cough and please don't expect any 8059 if it's in there that was purely accidental.
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