Hello and welcome back to the Vongola Reformatory!
Yes, I know, I should rather start then have the first talk, but I wanted to say sorry for the long time you've been waiting! This part isn't worked out pretty good, I haven't done much but I am doing my best from now on, after I've finished this=w=''
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It was exactly two hours later, 12PM, when the group therapy had ended. Okay, the group therapy had already ended half an hour after Tsuna had arrived there.
To be exact, when everyone was over with laughing, they started to insult each other. Tsuna sat there, in a bunch of whackys, throwing chairs at each other and screaming like a horde of wild monkeys. Okay, Gokudera, Lambo and Ryohei were the only ones to throw the furnishings, Mukuro got in a private fight with Hibari, while Giotto and Byakuran started to stick to him in an instant. Yamamoto stand a bit offside to laugh at the scene and sometimes threw some pieces of wood against heads, when they flew up to him, while Spanner seemed to be sound asleep.
Somehow, the time ended before Tsuna could have been raped - or murdered, or both at the same time, none of these options was unlikely to happen, no. Latest when Byakurans hand started to crawl up his shirt, he knew that something was going a completely wrong way, and when Giotto started to shoo the white haired guy away, squeezing Tsuna's shoulders, he knew his virginity wouldn't last for long. But kami-sama, who was nearly never on little Tsuna's side, showed mercy that moment and a bell rang.
Lunchbreak!
Time to make friends at a new school or to get squished by the ungentle mass of angry students. The last one was the case. There weren't 'masses' of students, but enough tall and broad ones to mush little Tsuna just the moment he got out the therapy room and he had to crawl on the wall until he reached the entrance to the cafeteria. But before Tsuna even managed to take a look inside his new feeding place - Tsuna was already starting to see himself as a little animal in a bunch of bad wolfs - this tall guy from his therapy group grabbed him by the arm and shoved him inside.
"Haha, don't you think it was funny just now?" he asked in a cheery manner and patted the brown haired boys back with his strong hands and made him choke a bit.
"Ahaha... Ahaha, uh... I don't think so, I nearly got killed by all this flying wood." Tsuna tried to keep the conversation (and his life) running - and hopefully not insulting the other boy. Yamamoto was his name, as he remembered.
"Oh, really? I'm sorry if it was one of mine, hahaha! Here, take a tablet and cutlery." Yamamoto kept small-talking and pushed some devices into Tsuna's hands, talking on until they finally reached the cafeteria lady to receive undefinable rubbish, strolled away and sat down on a table in the back of the room.
The whole cafeteria was filled with creepy people. Teenagers, who seemed to be double the height Tsuna was and who seemed to have double, no five times the strength in one finger than Tsuna had in his whole body. Seeing this, Tsuna started to envy Yamamoto, who had his back to the room, laughed nonstop while telling jokes, so he didn't even notice the creepy monsters right behind his back. Not even the creepy monster that hovered itself behind Yamamoto or the creepy blonde that suddenly appeared next to him, grinning widely and showing his teeth.
"Uh... Yamamoto-san... I think there's someone... behind you...", he whispered while staring at the hovering shadow. Didn't he want to go to the toilet earlier? He really missed the sanitary device. The white porcelain seemed like a real heaven. He could close the door and it was like a private room. It was just to expect that it would smell even worse than the other rooms in here. But, hey, he would have his peace and quiet in there!
"VOI!" the big shadow monster behind Yamamoto screamed and hit his back hard with a shovel-like hand, while the blonde was giving a really creepy laughter, something like 'ushishishi'. But instead of giving sounds of pain, the teenager just started to laugh along with the blonde and slapped the desk. If the hit just now would have connected to Tsuna's back, his head would have fallen off his shoulders just from the impact.
"Hey guys, what're you doin' here? Aren't you usually with Xanxus?" he asked like he'd talk to normal people. Okay, these were indeed normal people, just a bit more aggressive and with a bit more of a murderous instinct, Tsuna thought looking at the scene. They could laugh and talk like humans. Or they were just monsters in disguising.
Tsuna shuddered as the blonde sat down to his right and the black shadow - he could see his silver, long hair now - on Yamamoto's left. Did the blonde move up to him just now...? Yes, he did and his hand was moving dangerously near to his leg. Oh, and why did the blonde sit down just next to him? And - was this a little diadem on top of the guys head?
"Uhm... Sorry, but... could you please stop that??" Tsuna whispered a bit embarrassed, as the hand already started to stroke his thigh. Maybe the blonde would've noticed what Tsuna said, if he had spoken a bit louder.
"Voi, don't think I'm always sticking together with him like a stupid dog, but he's at the office right now, y'know?" the silver haired guy continued to talk while Tsuna was sure that the boys right on the other side of the table wanted to ignore him. At least it seemed like that since Tsuna's eyes were watered and Belphegor's head on his shoulder, his fingers drawing circles on his leg.
While that even taller teen, that remembered Tsuna of Sephiroth, was talking, he had tried to slap the hand of the blonde away which really, really annoyed him. And it got even more annoying, the nearer he got to his crotch area. Remembering, that Mukuro guy already was a threat, he just realized how harmless he was. In an act of total desperation, Tsuna threw Yamamoto a puppy look to make him help, but he didn't even notice while talking to the tall guy, didn't even look his way.
"Hello, peasant." the blonde finally started to talk and made leg to leg contact with Tsuna, who pinched his legs together to dodge the sneaky blonde.
"Are you feeling embarrassed, because you're talking to the prince? Shi, shishishi..." he went on in a pesky manner.
The hand on his thigh suddenly disappeared from where it had been earlier, leaving Tsuna blushing. He really wanted to know where it went, but he could imagine where it was right now, feeling his skin reacting with an electric sizzle. Scared, he really wanted to go away, had his feet already in runaway position, but suddenly a hit connected to the sneaky hand and someone slid down on his free side, leaving Tsuna completely trapped if there wasn't the case of Tsuna growing wings or turning invisible.
"Kufufufu~. Are you trying to steal my property away, again, Belphegor-kun?", Mukuro snarled, putting an arm over the brown haired teens shoulders. Feeling provoked by this, Belphegor put another arm around the slender hips of 'his prey'.
Tsuna felt a few panic tears running down his cheeks, which was something, he should've resisted to do. Right after they left his eyes, a slicky tongue on each side was felt on his skin and licked the salty water from his cheeks. Kami-sama really was an arse, always making him feel at least a bit safe and then throwing him into the depths of hell. Again.
"HIIIIE!" he squealed at the action and moved his head away from the greedy tongues, before they could get to his ears or neck or wherever they planned on going, nearly falling onto the ground.
"Shishishishi~ Did you get bitten by the angry skylark again? It suits you to look beaten up, shishishi." Belphegor tried to provoke Mukuro and taking his chance when he saw some bruises on the pineapples head, to chase him away, but it didn't work. No, it provoked the already agitated blue haired guy even more.
"I already got my revenge. But what about you, false princess?" Mukuro attacked Belphegor, who hissed at the insult.
Tsuna felt like being the audience of table tennis game, just, that the ball got exchanged with biting comments and the sportsmen where two perverted criminals who fought over him. Wait, cross the last part out, they faught over his virginity.
Finally, Yamamoto seemed to notice him and looked into his eyes with a big smiling face.
"You seem like you already made friends with each other. Have fun, I'll take my leave then!"
No, he just nodded at him and walked away with that swordsman, who made a face like he knew something about what was going on on both of Tsuna's sides. Somehow he made a gesture and showed the blonde to follow him, who jumped up after a few seconds and waved his goodbyes to Tsuna, shouting something like 'I will show you my chamber later, little peasant!'. A few seconds later, Belphegor's head disappeared, leavint Tsuna alone with the pineapple that stuck to his cheek like glue.
Without another comment, Mukuro suddenly loosened his grip on Tsuna, so he could finally start to eat his - now cold - food. Was it just that he always fought with the blonde guy about the new guys virginity? Whatever the reason was, they seemed to hate each other and like they both wanted to win in every kind of way that was possible. And yes, the pineapple guy was still making Tsuna nervous and feeling unwell, but if it was just when the blonde was around, he could easily run away into every direction.
"You know, you look cute when you eat, kufufufu~." Mukuro suddenly said, making Tsuna change his mind about being just partly disgusting and chuckled a bit before wiping something from the corner of Tsuna's mouth and licking it from his finger.
"D-d-d-don't you want to eat?", Mukuro whispered softly and swallowed whatever was on his last spoon (It tasted like roasted cockroaches). Okay, maybe this was just another plan to get him laid, he didn't want to trust him, after all, even, if Mukuro didn't really do anything to him at all from now on. The action just now proved the intentions of the blue haired guy.
Looking around the room he noticed, that all the curious guys in the room had started to look away since Mukuro took his seat next to him. That reminded him of some jail soaps, where the protagonists clinged to someone who had power in jail to stay safe. Should dame-Tsuna do the same? Should he give in and just cling to Mukuro? Maybe the teen would guide him safely through the time he'd spend in here. Maybe, yes, maybe he would protect him and help him and even prove his innocence! Wake up, Tsuna, you're daydreaming again. That was way too much optimism.
A loud clatter was heard as a tray of dishes with bad cafeteria food hit the table right in front of Tsuna, ripping him out of his thoughts, and the voices on the tables around him went silent for a moment.
"Oy, Pineapple Bastard! Get your filthy hands off of the Tenth!", a voice shouted and a guy with an octopus hairstyle slammed his body down onto the bench, right across of Tsuna and the so called Pineapple.
"Haven't you had enough time in the room already?"
If Tsuna remembered right, the silver haired guys name was Gokudera. One of those who used to throw stuff around rooms when angry.
Should he smile at the guy? Or should he burst out crying for help?
"H..Hello, Gokudera-kun...", Tsuna whispered, feeling the warmth next to him going away. What was it now? Did he do something wrong? Mukuro just stood up and waved his goodbyes to Tsuna, before he left the room and disappeared from Tsuna's sight.
"Hrmpf! Finally that pineapple asshole is gone.", Gokudera grumbled, looking around the room and facing Tsuna again.
"Ah, Tenth! Sorry to disturb you eating, my apologies!", the silver haired teen proclaimed happily and smiled brightly at Tsuna, making him nervous but somehow happy at the sudden change of feelings.
"Mh, it's okay, you're not disturbing me.", Tsuna mumbled a bit shyly.
"No, I am really truly sorry! Also about the things earlier... I mean, the little argument and that I couldn't protect you from these beasts just now.", he went on and on, going into details, Tsuna didn't want to hear of.
In the end, he was happy that he had eaten everything up properly and hoped, that he wouldn't see the food before the next morning. And he didn't expect anything, after Gokudera had started to focus on his food when the silver haired guy suddenly called out for him again.
"Say, Tenth, which room are you in?", he asked curiously, spitting some food out without noticing. Tsuna had to thing about this. He just managed to get a short glance of his room number.
"I guess it was... 127G on corridor 18. But I'm not sure. I don't even know about my roommates yet.", he somehow remembered, at least he was sure that was the room.
"And yours?"
"Ah, damn....! Uh, sorry, Tenth, my roomnumber is 5980L on floor 33, so I'm straight down the hallway.", Gokudera murmured and knitted his eyebrows.
And Tsuna's hopes of being in a room with someone he knew just died. This indescribable feeling of being... the prey of nearly everyone in this Reformatory... made him feel like one of those guys on those chliché TV shows, where you had to bow down or the soap and made some good new friends on the way down.
"Let's go, Tenth. The sportslessons are starting and you should never be too late if you don't want to get killed on your first day. Our Sports Teacher is a hell of a monster.", Gokudera explained with an expression of pure admiration and fear.
Could this place get any better?, Tsuna thought sarcastically.
