Chapter 2: -Wrath
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It's another day on his walk home from school. Yamamoto and Gokudera dragged along, as usual. The sun was ready to set, but none of them saw it necessary to hurry their trip. They're bestfriends now, after all.
"Say, Yamamoto, the annual baseball tournament is coming soon, right?"
"Yeah! We're gonna win this year, for sure!" the black haired mimicking the move of hitting the ball and grinned widely.
"Tch. You'll stain the name of our family if you lose. Don't you dare mess up, baseball idiot!" Tsuna sweatdropped. Baseball certainly doesn't have anything to do with mafia. He knew his acclaimed right hand man was just being concerned, but his cold way of expressing it made him wants to chuckle.
"Ahahaha, I won't!" Yamamoto threw out laughter at the sentence. Oblivious, as always.
"What's so funny, you bastard?" Gokudera snapped. His hands reaching the dynamites in his pocket, ready to fight.
"Then, Gokudera-kun! How about coming to the tournament and cheer him up so that he won't lose?" he shouted. A little bit too loud, and sounds desperate. Not a good topic changer sentence at all.
"Wha- but! If Tenth—I mean, Neo Vongola Primo said so, then I have no choice." Gokudera then said awkwardly. But his anger simmered down, much to Tsuna's relief.
The brunette sighed. It's really troubling to deal with someone who's constantly in anger, like, every day. Really, the surging attack of storm doesn't have to show up all the times, now, does it? It's really hard and tiring, and sometimes scary. Like facing the anger itself. Anger.
Wrath.
Tsuna blinked. He swore something had just talking—or whispering—to him just now. Somewhere in his head, he recalled that it's one of the seven greatest sins Reborn once mentioned. But wait, why did he even remember it? The fact that it just clicked in his head while thinking about Gokudera's anger… did it represent this?
He shuddered and shook his head. He walked uneasily for the rest of the way, knowing that something had gone wrong about him.
"What, staring at my awesomeness?"
Tsuna's eyes widened, dejected, "Wha- no! It's just that…"
The Sky Guardian blinked, foolishly losing his words. Reborn raised his eyebrow, waiting.
"Ah.. err.. goodnight, Reborn."
"Goodnight."
After reassuring himself for all that happened in the evening, the brunette soothed down and fell asleep.
Meanwhile, a certain Arcobaleno could not help his smirk. His pupil surely has become interesting.
