Warning: Conversations. Much conversation. I write from Tsuna's POV if you're curious why there's time skip here and there.
"Good morning,"
Tsuna heard someone greeted him, he wanted to say something but his throat was dry. After a few suffling was heard from his right, he felt the cold rim of a glass against his lips as whoever helped him propped him on his back. Tsuna drank the water greedily.
"Thank you..." He whispered, voice too raspy to be heard.
Nevertheless, the man replied, "You're welcome," in amusement.
Tsuna opened his eyes, and quickly shut it as the light nearly blinded him. "Ack!" He covered his eyes with his hands, protecting it from the harsh sunlight.
He heard a chuckle from somewhere on the room. Followed by the sounds of several closing windows.
"You can open your eyes now, it's less bright, but your eyes should adjust to it soon, it's normal." The man absentmindedly informed him. He didn't know why, but he heeded the man's word nonetheless. Slowly, he opened his eyes. True to his words, it was darker now, but it's still bright enough for him to pinpoint which book was which.
Tsuna stared at his surrounding, to his right were books in various size with leather cover lined up nicely in bookshelf pushed up on the far wall. Besides it were a china collection, the porcelain cups and teacups glinting in sight. "Comfortable yet?" The man asked, Tsuna stared at the stranger (he had a feeling he had met this person, he just doesn't remember where and when) who was bringing a tray of tea (he could smell the fresh green tea, strangely), and cookies. The man settled it down on the table besides him. Tsuna, realizing he was sleeping on someone's couch, tried to stood up when a wave of vertigo hit him.
"No need to rush, I won't do anything to you. Besides, I saved your life." The last line caught Tsuna by surprise. Saved him? He must have asked it out loud as the old man- "Call me, Kawahira." Kawahira interrupted, already knowing his train of thoughts.
"As for your question, I found you lying on the sidewalk beside Momoguchi. You had lost fair amount of blood. In fact, you were dead when I found you." He paused, letting the information to sink in to Tsuna's brain. He took a glass of green tea from the table, motioning Tsuna to do the same.
Tsuna nodded, his mind were too hazy to complain. He vaguely remember getting lost on his way home (he mentally face palmed) before meeting a strange creeper who appear out of thin air. Literally. "How so? It couldn't be possible for me to be sitting here drinking tea if you've indeed found me... dead..." He gripped his tea-cup tightly, not bothered by the heat the cup gave off (strangely enough, it was comfortable and warm), fidgeting on his seat when he saw his bandaged hand, he followed the IV to where it was hanging above his head and sees that he's currently receiving blood transfusion... on some stranger's house... which he wasn't even sure (judging from the antique shop he's in) were sterile.
Following his stare, Kawahira calmly explained, "If you don't remember, your blood was sucked dry by a stray vampire," He holds up his hand when Tsuna opened his mouth to protest. "Yes, they're real. The one who fed your blood has reputation for messy killing. He was also the one who's targeting Namimori citizen as of lately." He paused to take another sip from his green tea, eyes trained on Tsuna's pale skin. "I'm using my blood to replace yours. At least until you start producing your own, you will regulary need blood transfusion from me. I'm not sure how your body would handle my blood. But I guess it's working fine since you're not showing signs of organ failure."
Tsuna nodded, he was thankful for this man, Kawahira, to help him. He was sure that he's not worthy of another chance in life. He was Dame-Tsuna for a reason. For this man to go on this length to help him...
"Normally, I wouldn't meddle with human affair. But I decided to salvage you at the last moment." His gaze was stern, Tsuna flinched. "You're important, you can't die yet. Not because of someone with the likes of Mukuro." Then he smiled, albeit it was a small smile, and continued. "You're not useless, Tsunayoshi. You just haven't found your potential yet. I'm going to train you, if you'd like, in as many field as possible."
Tsuna blushed, he didn't know this man and he had offered his help without malicious intent (not like he could detect any, but he had a feeling he could trust this man) towards him.
Which brought him to his earlier question. Was he really dead? How come was he still alive?
"Um, Kawahira-san..." He began, nervously fiddling with the rim of his tea-cup. "How am I still alive? Is it true that I... died?" He looked up to the glasses man, eyes full of doubt.
The man sighed. "I'm sorry, Tsunayoshi-kun. The only way to save you was to infuse my blood into your body. If I acted later and uses normal human's blood, it will be too late, and you won't be saved. So the only way to save you is to turn you into a vampire yourself."
...
"... What?" Tsuna questioned. Shock evident in his eyes. Tsuna stared at the man, waiting him to say something like 'It's just a joke!'. But nothing came forward. The man was apologetic as he bowed his head slightly. Tsuna continued to stare at him, searching deep inside of him for any sign of lies. But his senses were calm, not warning him about deceit.
Deciding he couldn't find anything behind those gray irises, he pleaded. "Please tell me you're joking..."
The man shook his head. "As much as I would prefer that option, I'm not joking. Try finding your own pulse." The man offered.
Tsuna, in blind panic, put the tea-cup on the table, hastily rolling his sleeve back to his elbow. With his right hand, he put his fore-finger and middle finger onto his wrist, trying to feel his pulse. Nothing. He felt nothing.
This has to be a mistake, no way. Tsuna moved his fingers from his wrist to his neck, trying to find his pule. Placing his fingers just below his jaw, he waited patiently for any sign of pulse. Nothing. Tsuna panicked, it has to be a mistake. This is just a cruel joke. It's not funny.
"Calm down."
"B-but I can't! How do I explain this to my m-mom? She'll be sad!" Tsuna didn't bother to hide his tears. Just thinking about Nana's devastated expression after he told her this news... He doesn't want to be another reason for her depression after Iemitsu. He had always noticed how she would long for the blond's presence, how she would always try to contact him to no avail. He remember those times, he would always will. No matter how no-good he was, he wouldn't be someone who made her sad.
But with his current condition...
"Don't tell her yet. I don't think that's a good idea," Not a good idea.
Tsuna gasped, he had to go home soon. His mom will be worried sick!
The brunet stood up from his seat, grabbing his sweater that was folded neatly on the couch. He stared at his dress shirt and grimaced. It was covered in blood, he would have to cover it up and later throw it discreetly.
He looked on his wrist, the infusion was still there. He looked at the blood bag, it was still halfway done, it would take another couple of hours (depending on how fast it is) for it to be empty. He was considering taking the needle out of his wrist but decided against it after one warning look from Kawahira.
"I don't think going home now is a good idea either," Kawahira informed.
Tsuna looked at him, puzzled. "I had called ahead to your home last night and inform your mom that you're on a sleep over at a friend. As for your school, I just said you caught a cold," At the glinting glasses and secretive smile, Tsuna choose not to question it.
When he calmed down, he decides few more questions wouldn't hurt. Besides, it's for his own good. He should gather as much information about his new predicament.
"So, is there anything else I should know regarding..." He motioned around his body, "this?"
"You're not completely a vampire yet. Your body is slowly decaying, but my blood has prevented it. I would advice you to stay out of sunlight and warm places as it destroys your body faster. Aside from that, your body will be dependent on my blood to keep it alive unless you've had your feast, then you would have to consume blood regularly."
"So, I wouldn't die if I don't drink blood nor standing in the sunlight?"
"Correct. It has downside, though."
"That is?"
"You won't feel any pain."
Tsuna stared at him with wide eyes, downside? How is that a downside? That's the best thing ever! He won't feel Hibari's tonfas, his bullies, or any physical pain!
The brunet smiled brightly. "I have no problem with that!" He smiled happily, he could do this.
Kawahira's glasses glinted, face blank.
"Thank you, Kawahira-san!" Tsuna waved, smiling happily as he run on the darkened way towards his home. For some reason, the dark no longer scares him. In fact, it soothes him.
He had taken the man's advice on going home when it's dark, and going out to school before sunrise. The man had also given him a leather jacket with hoodie and a pair of matching gloves just in case he needed to go out in the sunlight, which the brunet had accepted without protest.
Tsuna stopped in his track when he remembered one vital information he forgot to ask.
What do I eat then?
AN: Sorry if it's boring, I decided some info in this chapter shouldn't hurt. Next chapter would be when he's on school xD Also this isn't exactly going to follow cannon (I'm not even sure of the plot but lol).
So yep, Tsuna is an undead-vampire xD
he will be a full blooded vampire in the future chapters though. Just wait.
See you in the next chapter! :D
if you have any question, don't hesitate to review or PM me, just not flames ok?
