Forevermore - Vongola Box
A/N: Vongola big-shots here (Iemitsu, Ninth, Xanxus, Reborn)
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR
Sawada Iemitsu beamed with pride.
Practic'lly shone with it, radiating
Simple fatherly love, agitating
Shamelessly all who sat by his side.
Tsuna-fish! he shouted. Undignified.
He didn't care. He'd stand the berating
of his son later. His aggravating
habits he'd have gotten used to beside.
My little Tsuna-fish! Papa loves you!
Tsuna flinched a little at the decree.
Tou-san! Can't you quiet today for me?
Oh Tsu-fish, for you I'd dissolve to goo!
For you I'd walk a razor's edge—
I'm serious this time. To you my life I pledge.
He smiled upon his little godson,
Now taller, bolder, since his last visit—
That boy who'll one day be a great asset,
Who with his gentle heart Vongola won.
But sometimes he fears for this little one,
Whose heart so soft will age with gray regret
As strives to clear he this horrid blood debt
That he, the Ninth, had left unpaid, undone.
Retired now, he can't do more than trust
This tender boy Vongola to uproot
And in its place restore its stately breath.
His job is done, to he his crown entrust:
Tsunayoshi, I can't give restitute,
I only can offer my strifeless death.
This brat, scoffed Xanxus, had better be good,
For he had claimèd Xanxus' proper place.
He wasn't beaten—that was understood—
The brat had won by fluke of rings' (dis)grace.
Begrudgingly, though, Xanxus would admit,
That brat had more than adequate prowess.
Enough those potent flames he could emit,
that Xanxus even found those flames flawless.
So he'd step back, let that punk take the rein—
Make fool of himself, or vigilante—
Whichever way, Xanxus would reap the gain,
As sparring partner he won't be scanty.
So he swears allegiance, conditional—
so long as the brat razes the traditional.
He tugged down his fedora, satisfied.
His no good student had come a long way—
Not near enough, if Reborn has a say.
Yet he concealed his smirk a kilo wide.
Ah, the good ol' days when his student cried,
When at the sight of guns and bombs he'd bray:
"HIEE! Reborn! I'm not gonna be boss!"
And Reborn would smack him, the head upside.
Reborn watched them, witnessed future unfold,
Shade across his eyes, shield from stage's light—
Life so vivid, as they their vows recite.
He marvels how they've broken out their mold.
And from afar, he'd vow too his own vow:
Complement'ry shadow, until his last ciao.
A/N:
Reborn's technically a freelancer with Vongola ties, but meh. He's here as the Decimo's tutor, let's say (and at the request of VitameatavegaminGirl).
And I'm not really satisfied with Xanxus's. He has so much anger and wrath yet so lazy and I still don't know his stance on Tsuna's inheritance and it boggles my brain. Sigh, characterization is hard...
Also, a box in a theater is where the important people sit.
Might make another series for other allied bosses (e.g. Byakuran, Enma, and co) in the other box and/or VIP seats for the other support characters (Nana, Bianchi, Haru, Kyoko and co). We'll see.
(Oh, and I added a short explanation on sonnets on the previous chapter)
-TreeCat