DISCLAIMER: KHR is mine... No, really. Yeah, it's mine. What?! Who's lying?! I said it's mine. I swear it is! Why won't you believe me? Oi!
AN: I love long sentences. I hope you don't mind. :)
CHAPTER 2: Friendly visits
It was a usual day for one Sawada Tsunayoshi. He was awakened by a 10-ton mallet, tripped on air going down the stairs, had his breakfast stolen by a now 8-year old Reborn (of course, there's Bianchi still feeding Reborn, Lambo trying to assassinate Reborn and failing, Fuuta and I-pin trying to scold Lambo, and Nana enjoying the little chaos in her dining room), and was fetched by a smiling Yamamoto with Gokudera berating him for greeting his Juudaime a good morning before he could.
He met Kyoko and Ryohei with Chrome along the way to school, was glomped by Haru, was almost bitten to death by Hibari even though they arrived a good ten minutes before the bell, and arrived in their homeroom panting like an asthmatic without his nebulizer, ahead of everybody else (he did run from Hibari and he sure can run fast). And came face to face with someone he hoped he'd never see again.
"Greetings, Sawada Tsunayoshi. It has been a while." The man tilted his head, the closest thing to a bow Tsuna would get from the man.
"W-what are you d-doing here, Checkerface? D-do you need a-anything?" he asked tentatively. And how he wished he hadn't asked that. He really doesn't want anymore fighting.
"You can't escape from it, Tsunayoshi. Fights are common in the mafia. Oh and Kawahira-oji-san is okay."
"J-jaa, Kawahira-oji-san what are you…" Tsuna's eyes widened when the rest of what Kawahira said finally sunk in. "Eh?! Can you read my mind too?!"
"No, I merely assumed."
"Oh." Am I such an open book? he thought. "S-so… will there be a fight."
"I'm not sure," Kawahira said sighing, which only confused Tsuna, his hyper intuition sending off warnings he often ignores. "But I'm feeling like there's one coming. And that's not why I came here. Can you tell me where you've been seeing her, Tsunayoshi?"
"Huh?" Her? Who's he talking about? And what does he mean he feels a fight coming? And why does he seems like he doesn't care?! What –?
Kawahira's look stopped his panicking inner self. So intent was it that Tsuna couldn't help but squirm under the penetrating stare. After a moment, he sighed.
"She never change. Would you tell me when you see her again, Tsunayoshi?"
Tsuna was really confused by then but he just nodded. He doesn't even know who he's talking about. But it seemed to relieve Kawahira so he didn't say a word.
"I'll take my leave then. Later… Sawada… Tsunayoshi…"
Then he disappeared and the room was suddenly filled with students talking to each other. He found Gokudera, Yamamoto, Chrome, Kyoko and even Hana looking at him with worried expressions on their faces.
"Are you alright Juudaime, you suddenly spaced out and…"
"We couldn't get a reaction from you," Yamamoto finished for Gokudera.
"Tsuna-kun…"
"Bossu…"
He was confused for a minute then he realized. Illusions. Kawahira must have used illusions so they can talk privately. He grimaced at the older man's antic, but seeing his friends' worried expressions, he smiled. "Sorry, guys. I was just thinking."
They still look worried but then Yamamoto said, "That was some deep thinking, Tsuna," followed by his oh so carefree laugh. Which prompted Gokudera to scold Yamamoto for his idiocy. Hana took Kyoko away muttering something about teenage boys and monkeys. Chrome went to Tsuna and whispered shyly, "Bossu… mist flames…" and that's all she needed to say.
Tsuna was still adamant about being a mafia boss but that didn't stop enemy famiglias to send assassins to kill him. It's more or less established that he is Vongola Decimo so for the people of the Mafia world, Tsuna's denial doesn't really mean anything. And after one enemy famiglia sent an illusionist to kill Tsuna and almost succeeded, Chrome assigned herself to protect her boss from future illusionary attacks. Mukuro as well, albeit in a distance. And he would never admit it.
Tsuna smiled at her comfortingly. "It's okay Chrome," he whispered so only Chrome could hear. "It's a friendly visit."
Chrome calmed down a bit but he knows that she will be on the lookout for the rest of the day.
"Tsu-kun, can you please come down a minute?"
Tsuna inwardly cheered. Reborn has been trying to drill Italian in him for six hours straight and he's very much exhausted. He was short of dancing around the room, that's how grateful he was for the distraction. But he schooled his features. Not even a small sigh was released. It would not do him any good if Reborn finds out how happy he was to be out of the Spartan's clutches. Even if it's to do another errand. Too bad he forgot that the devil is a mind reader.
"After your break, you will translate these in Italian," Reborn said, dropping three two-inch thick books by Tsuna's feet.
"What?!" Why?
"For trying to escape your studies."
"Wha… Kaa-san called for me!" I forgot he can read minds. Stupid!
"That's why you're Dame-Tsuna. Now, for being too happy about it, you will translate these books too. From Italian to Japanese." Reborn dropped two more books by Tsuna's feet. "You will finish them all before dinner or you won't eat."
"No way, that's impossible!" You spawn of the devil!
Leon transformed into a gun.
Tsuna paled. Now he's really done it. He's going to die. He watched the gun slowly point his way.
"Tsu-kun?"
Saved!
He heard the cocking of a gun.
"I'm going down now!" Tsuna ran out of the room. He was so focused on running away that he didn't notice Reborn's small yet fond smile. Before it faded and the gun that was pointed minutes ago at Tsuna now being pointed at an empty spot by the window.
"You have two options: I shoot and you talk," said Reborn to the empty spot. "Or you show yourself, talk, then I shoot."
"Mou, either ways, you'll still shoot us," said someone as the empty spot started distorting.
"You should stop just shooting people, Uncle Reborn."
"Viper."
"It's Mammon."
Reborn paid him no mind.
"Uni." Uni bowed. "So?" The question "Why are you here? And why do you have to come here the way you did?" was left unsaid. But was heavily implied by his tone.
Viper shrugged. "Uni just insisted on visiting you. She said it's important and urgent."
Reborn merely raised an eyebrow, their only signal to continue.
"Uncle Reborn," Uni started, "Sawada-san… does he…" She hesitated.
She seemed to be struggling to say something. Reborn was suddenly on guard. What could Uni need to say and how bad was it for the little girl to be struggling this way? How will it affect Tsuna?
"Uni," Reborn, his clipped tone making Uni blanch. He inwardly cursed himself then tried again, this time in a more controlled voice. "What is it?"
Uni took a deep breath and resolutely asked, "Does Sawada-san know where she is? Did she tell him?"
"Her? Who are you talking about, Uni?" asked Viper. Reborn pulled down his fedora, hiding his furrowed brow.
"Her. Didn't Sawada tell you anything? I know he's been seeing her."
Does Tsuna have a girlfriend? No, that's not it. But who's this woman Uni's talking about? Tsuna knows her too? How come I'm not aware of this? Reborn started plotting ways on how to tor– *cough* convince Tsuna to tell him all about this woman.
"Who is she?" Viper asked again.
"Why, of course it's Se– "
Uni's eyes suddenly went blank, just like when Byakuran sealed her soul. Reborn and Viper rushed to her but just as Reborn touched her arm, Uni blinked.
"Uncle Reborn?"
"What happened?"
Uni just tilted her head to the right.
"What's her name?" Viper asked for the third time.
"Her?" Uni looked utterly confused.
Viper was about to say something again when Tsuna conveniently walked in. "Are? Why is Uni-chan and Mammon in my room?"
"They're going to stay for dinner." Reborn said pointedly ignoring Tsuna's question.
"Huh? Uh, okay. But why are they here?"
"Go and tell Maman."
"But – "
"Maybe I should help cook dinner," said Uni smiling, which made Tsuna blush.
He moved out of the way to let her pass. He was about to ask Reborn again why Uni and Mammon was suddenly in his house but the killing aura that leaked out of his tutor as soon as Uni left stopped him. He immediately made his way to the kitchen. Or maybe the living room. He didn't care much. He'd rather not be the receiving end of Reborn's Leon-gun, thank you very much. Besides, he's not very eager to return to studying Italian.
AN: Here's another chapter. I felt bad about not going to work for two days so… yep. New chapter. I've finished until chapter 3 but I would like to finish until chapter 5 first (or 6. Oh goddess, please help me) before posting again. Oh and thank you very much for reading. J