PAIRING: None
SUMMERY: Non- Magic AU. Lightning Guardian! Harry. Why did he choose to become a therapist again? At a school none the less! AND THE GUIDANCE COUNSELOR? What was he drunk at the time?
WARNING: Bad-Arse Harry
DISCLAIMER: Not mine just the plot. Adopted from Mez'n'Ser
Chapter 2
The therapist just knew he was going to have an interesting day today. How you ask? Because of the person napping on his couch, looking for all the world like a lounging wildcat. The English man groaned, while taking the cup of tea handed to him by an apologetic Tetsuya, "Don't you have a- Oh, I don't know - a Home? Must you continuously loiter on my couch?"
A slightly amused grey eye opened to stare up at him though the owner's face remained blank of any expression, "The caretakers are having a gathering with the rest of the herd and other herbivores." Causing Harrison to snort while sipping his tea, "In other words, you didn't want to listen to your family act civil to each other while your mother plots possible marriage contracts between you and her friends' kids."
Kyoya gave a slight shrug while grumbling, "Noisy herbivores."
"Just tell me you packed a bag this time at least? It gets annoying when you raid my dresser. Just glad I had some of my friend's old clothes last time," the young adult sighed before wincing as he pulled his tangled hair out if the bun he put it in last night, while steadfastly ignoring Tetsuya's amused looks and Kyoya's mutter, "Motherly Carnivore."
A more awake Harrison stepped out of the bathroom later fully dressed for the day, "Well come on, Kyo-kun, Don't need Kemono-sensei bitching at me if you are late for homeroom. That banshee woman could make stone bleed with her voice." He ushered the two upperclassmen out of his apartment before locking up after them, "And you better not eat all my hamburger steak tonight, kid."
While Kyoya could annoy him, especially after all the hassle the teen put him through to get him to accept the job, the bite happy teen had grown on Harrison. Even though he would never admit it out loud and he suspected Kyoya and Tetsuya already knew. Considering his actions when ever Kyoya invades his apartment to get away from his family, it was pretty clear that the older male cared for the teen. Though, Harrison wondered if he should just put a plaque up claiming that the couch was Kyoya's sleeping spot.
Shaking himself out of his thoughts, the therapist sighed as he walked into his office before immediately shifting into a ready attack position though it wasn't obvious to the untrained eye. His back tensed while he leaned back slightly, his right foot slipping back in case he needed to brace himself all while maintaining a relaxed demeanor, eyes lazily roaming across the room looking for the observer he could sense. His eyes alighted upon an odd shadow near his desk before he tensed shifting his gaze toward where he felt the eyes on him, "Come out."
"You are more observant than you seem," came a squeaky voice as the owner stepped into view, causing Harrison to blink surprised though he didn't let his guard down. The person may look like a two year old toddler but something told him that this was not the case. No kid could talk that clearly in complete sentences at that age, nor would they be able to pull of a suit such as that with the needed charm and charisma. This caused the therapist to stay on guard even as the child jumped down from his hiding spot to sit in the guest chair while Harrison walked slowly around to his desk, making sure to keep the man, for he could only be a man, in his sight.
Reborn smirked slightly, "Now, no need to be so tense, bambino, I do have an appointment. After all my dame student, oh so kindly, informed me that you wished to meet with me and evaluate my teaching methods?"
The hitman could tell the other wasn't fooled by his childish demeanor and accurately pinpointed that he was more then he seemed. This pleased the tutor greatly as from what he could see from the crackling energy pulsing unconsciously around the therapist in response to his anger, the man would be a good replacement Lightning Guardian until Lambo is old enough and trained. Though Reborn just knew his student was powerful enough to bond with more than one of the same element, which could mean the two sharing the guardian spot. Maybe he should test this Harrison Potter?
As the therapist bristled at his choice of wording, Reborn felt his smirk widen. Yes, he would enjoy testing this one. "Tsuna is not a dame, child," Harrison hissed softly at the other feeling protective of his student, causing the hitman to tilt his fedora down to hide his smirk. Oh, it seemed his dear student had already been forming a bond with this one as well. How interesting, Reborn wanted to see how much he could push the other's buttons before he snapped.
"Considering his grade point average, he is very much a dame," the hitman hummed tilting his fedora up so Harrison could see his smirk, "Though you would know that already given you are the school counselor and the school therapist. Although, given the success," He purred sarcastically, "you have had with his issues, it is no wonder Tsuna's parents hired me as his tutor without consulting the school. After a look at your lackluster progress, Tsuna's grades and self esteem would have suffered resulting in him dropping out before he even advanced to his second year of middle school."
Oh, he knew it was a low blow, but if there is one thing educators, in all forms, hated more than anything it was having their methods degraded and told they were hindering their student. And since Potter considered Tsuna his student, along with his unofficial family member, Reborn could almost hear the control on his anger snapping. It was evident with how the fire in the man's eyes sparked fully to life and how he tensed ready to lunge at what he already saw as a threat, not to just him but to his unofficial Sky.
"You have some nerve," the English man hissed through clenched teeth glaring openly at Reborn, "Considering because of your teaching methods, Tsuna is now seen as a perverted streaker by the entire town and has had his bullies double in amount!"
"Yes, but at least, I am teaching him and helping raise his grades, as well as teaching him how to defend himself. Which is more than I can say for you," the hitman purred in response, eyes glinting with challenge, "Your teachings only lead him to earning more beatings from not standing up for himself and trying to find a peaceful way around it. You only caused Tsunayoshi more suffering."
He could almost hear the snap of the man's control just as he dodged to the side as a pen impeded itself into the seat where he had been sitting. The therapist's not fully unlocked flames hardening the pen to the point it pierced the fabric of the chair with the force of the throw.
"Oh dear, I missed," came the calm snide comment before the man hissed seething in anger while he stood up from his seat, eyes shadowed by his bangs, Lightning flames could be seen crackling with his new found resolve, though not fully manifesting, "Hold still, I want to check how hard your skull is with my pen."
Before Reborn could retort, a familiar five year old boy came flying in through the window, just as Harrison got ready to lung over his desk, "Lambo-sama is here! DIE REBORN!"
Sorry I was looking at my files and realized I hadn't up loaded this yet. I need a new charger so i'm trying to type up what I can before it fully gives up.