Sora: Tsuna-kun~ Hey, Tsuna-kun?
It was a warm and sunny afternoon-didn't those mean the same thing? Oh, well. Nevertheless, it was a perfect time for a dreamy afternoon nap, and that was exactly what Sawada Tsunayoshi did.
He was lightly snoring, his forehead planted firmly on the table, very visibly having dozed off.
Yoshi: Aww dang, he's gone.
Sora: Tsuna, wake up, wake up!
27: Well, if he's tired, we can let him sleep...
Sora: Hiee, Nezu-sensei's seen him!
Yoshi: *sighs*, 27, please...
"Sawada!" the brunette seemed to snap awake at that, sitting up straight and looking at the teacher with unreadable green eyes.
Nezu scowled, "I was just about to explain this question-" he knocked the back of the chalk at a question on the board, "-but well, it seems you know it already." he rolled his eyes, sarcasm filling his voice, "Why don't you come out and try answering?"
The brunette yawned. He sighed as he stood up, his face not really showing any signs of being affected by those words. He made his way to the blackboard, answered the question and went back to his seat.
The class was completely silent.
"It's...correct." Nezu uttered, completely shocked.
Sawada Tsunayoshi leans back to his chair, closing his eyes.
27: Is Tsuna not awake yet?
Yoshi: Well, that aside, what the hell?
27: That's rare, Yoshi. You don't understand a math question?
Sora: Hey! Tsuna-san's asleep again!
Yoshi: Drop the inconsistent suffixes already!
Cielo: Shh-ah, Tsuna's...
The brunette opened his brown eyes once more, this time deciding to listen to class seriously.
He tapped on the tables lightly, creating an incredibly messy rhythm of boredom.
"So if we add this to this, and apply the third law right here..." Nezu rambled on, making no sense to Tsuna as he wasn't listening from the beginning.
He sighed.
One more long day to go.
The brunet was bored.
He spun around a pencil, surveying the classroom. It was noisy, as it was already break time. He had already finished his lunchbox, so he was people-watching.
One person in particular, caught his interest.
Sora: Yamamoto Takeshi? Well, in twenty words... The baseball club ace. Grades are mediocre, but his athletic abilities are higher than most. Known to be very friendly.
It's too cliche, Tsuna muttered in his mind.
Yoshi: If you're talking cliches, we're all the same.
Tsuna had no comeback for that statement. Yoshi was the particular perfect-at-everything, with excellent reflexes and stable grades, who is also a sociable good guy.
Well, he's a Yamamoto Takeshi, gangster version.
Sora: Tsu-chan, Tsu-sama, Tsuna-dono! He's coming over this way!
Huh?
"Yo, Sawada-san!"
Tsuna jolted in shock. When had he-
"E-Eh? Ya-Yamamoto-san?" he stuttered.
"Nah, Yamamoto's fine." he pulled a chair over and leaned on the back of the chair, facing Tsuna. "Wanna talk? We've got fifteen minutes of break left."
Tsuna gave him a light smile, "W...Well, if you're fine with it..." he mumbled.
"Great!" Yamamoto exclaimed, "By the way, can I call you Tsuna?" he started, "It feels easier to just call ya that."
"Yeah, you can." Tsuna replied, giving a light smile as he turned to the taller male. "Yamamoto-san..."
"Yamamoto," he interrupted,
Tsuna was taken aback, but brought up the courage to say the next sentence, "Y-Yamamoto, why did you suddenly want to talk to me?"
Yamamoto rubbed the back of his head, "Well, you could say..." he paused, "It's because you're always alone?"
Sora: Well, time to add on 'loner' on Tsuna's biography.
Yoshi: You wrote a biography for him?
27: No, we're just talking voices in Tsuna's head. We don't have pens or papers or even, hands.
They're so distracting, Tsuna silently spat. But...
"Thank you, Yamamoto," Tsuna gave Yamamoto a grateful smile.
Yamamoto returned it with a light chuckle.
Yoshi: School's OVARRR!
27: Why's he so excited?
Sora: Well, today's Monday.
Today's Monday? Tsuna was surprised to remember. I forgot! Completely!
He picked up his bag and rushed out of class clumsily.
"Eh? Tsuna, you going home already?" Yamamoto's voice came from behind the class.
"Sorry!" Tsuna told him, "I have matters to attend to today!"
Yoshi: A one! A two! And a One, two three-
Sora: Not yet!
27: Oh c'mon, Yo-kun. Calm down.
Yoshi: Not waitin'! Tsuna, pass the baton!
Tsuna made a light groan before turning the corner of the school gates, closing his brown eyes for a few seconds before opening them again.
They beamed a bright blue and a wide smile graced his lips. He ran quickly, reaching his home in a matter of minutes.
He opened the door, yelling a loud "I'M BACKK!" and dashing upstairs.
Nana's sweet "Welcome home" fell on deaf ears. She smiled, "My, my."
The brunet took off his school uniform and exchanged it with a sports parka and a cap. He slipped on comfortable sport shoes and stuck on an unnecessary band aid on his face and a few of his fingers.
He looked into the mirror for a while before nodding, satisfied.
"My disguise is perfect as always."
Sora: There was no need to look like a human race car on the way home.
27: Well, if anyone saw, it doesn't matter.
The brunet made his way down the stairs in few steps, not triping once. He paused at the entrance to the kitchen.
"I'm off, Mama!"
Nana turned around quickly, "Ah, wait!" she called, catching the brunet's attention, "Take this lunchbox with you." she offered with her usual motherly smile.
The brunet took the box gratefully, returning the smile.
"Be careful and have fun, Yo-kun."