The Open Sky 2
Tsuna crawled onto her living room couch, almost ready to faint on the spot. Reborn calmly sat across from her.
"Since this is our first training in a long time, I decided to go easy on you." Reborn said flippantly, almost as if chasing his god-daughter around Namimori three times straight was something they did every day.
Tsuna panted as her mother passed her a bottle of water. "Ah Tsu-chan, I see you had a good time with Reborn-kun."
Tsuna only continued to gulp down the water.
"Ah, and Reborn-kun told me all about your boyfriend~"
Tsuna went on for a second, not seeming to process the words until a second later, she froze and spat out the water at the Sun Arcobaleno sitting across from her.
"What boyfriend?" Tsuna hissed out, obviously ready to kill, exhaustion be damned.
Reborn gave a sadistic smirk. "The one that you call, hmm, what was it? En-kun, perhaps? You know the one that's in Shimon that you were talking to."
Tsuna glared heatedly at him. "'Kaa-san, don't believe anything Reborn says; En-kun is my pen pal since first grade! We're only friends!"
"I understand Tsu-chan." Tsuna's mother said reassuringly.
Tsuna smiled, finally someone believed her words over that mistake of a hitman—"Long distance relationships are so difficult, so it's no wonder you wanted to keep this to yourself!~"
A one ton brick fell on Tsuna's head and she frowned before glaring at Reborn. "I blame you."
"Don't worry, Tsu-chan, I'll support you all the way!"
"Yeah, Tsu-chan, you should ask him to come to Namimori for a visit." Reborn continued, ignoring the threatening gaze in Tsuna's eyes.
Tsuna glared heatedly at the smirking hitman. 'Just you wait, old man, I am going to use a bloody machete, castrate you, and make sure that not even grandpa can recognize your remains, you damn sadist.'
Reborn only smirked at hearing his god-daughter's thoughts about how to get the machete, when to ambush him, and exactly where to hide his mutilated body. Ah, those were the thoughts of an aspiring Mafia Boss alright.
Reborn was so proud.
"Ah, and Tsuna, I need to talk to you about something. En-kun," Tsuna glared at him. "Is from Shimon yes? Does that mean he's Enma Kozarto?"
"So what, you damn bastard? How do you know him?" Tsuna growled out, resembling a feral dog more than a girl.
"He is part of the Shimon Famiglia."
"I know." Tsuna bit out, "Hell, I know he's Shimon, he knows I'm Vongola and he's the only one I can trust."
Reborn smirked. "Oh? Well then, you just share that name to someone else once you meet him tomorrow."
"Eh?"
"Let's just say your class is going to get a foreign exchange student from Italy."
"EH?" Tsuna yelped out, "O-Oi, Kuso-Reborn, you better start explaining!"
"I'm going to go take a nap now." Reborn said, walking up the stairs.
"O-Oi, Kuso-Reborn! I am talking to you!"
"A girl shouldn't use 'ore' Dame-Tsuna." Reborn muttered. (Note: Tsuna refers to herself as a male out of habit.)
"Urusai! Answer me—Oi, teme, that's my room!"
"Yeah~ Maman said that I could sleep in here~"
"'Kaa-san!"
"This is a good time for you to spend time with Reborn-kun, Tsu-chan~"
"Kun, Tsu-kun, dammit!"
"Shut up, Dame Tsuna."
SMASH!
Needless to say, Reborn knocked the girl unconscious via house slipper.
"Uwaaaa~" Tsuna yawned, walking to school the next morning. Reborn found that it would be funny to wake her up by means of a jacked up alarm clock that morning and she thought that she was late for school. Halfway there, she realized that she had been tricked.
Oh well, at least she would get to school on time…
Eh? Wait, was that—
Tsuna hid behind a corner as she remembered the sight before her.
Kensuke Mochida, Sasagawa Kyoko's boyfriend was sitting with delinquents from other schools smoking?
Tsuna had nothing against delinquents (except a select few) and smoking, but the fact that this was Mochida. He actually seemed like a half-decent guy, hell he even stood up for Tsuna once.
"Ne, that Kyoko-chan I'm dating; she's cute and does well on tests, but she's a little bit too ditzy, you get my drift?" Mochida told his friends (?), "I bet I would be able to get her except for the fact that her brother is kind of reckless, you get me?"
Tsuna tried to get out of there as quietly as she could except—"Oi, Sawada-chan!"
Tsuna turned to see Ryohei running up to her. "Ohayo! Eh, what's going—"
Ryohei saw Mochida with a cigarette in his hand.
The teen became livid.
"Mochida! What the hell are you doing?" Ryohei yelled out, running up to him and socking him in the mouth. Tsuna could only scurry away from the scene.
After making it to Nami Chuu, she walked through the gate and was stopped by a teen with a regent haircut. "Sawada Tsunako, please come with me. Hibari-san wants to see you."
Tsuna nearly died right then and there.
The teen led her to the Reception Room and her ultimate death. He opened the door and quickly closed it behind her. Tsuna looked up and was shocked to see that Hibari-sempai had multiple injuries.
"Come here, Herbivore."
Tsuna's eye twitched. "Don't call me an Herbivore, Sempai."
Hibari sighed. "I don't have the patience. Come here, Tsunako."
Tsuna sighed and walked towards the prefect. "What?"
Hibari merely picked up a measuring tape. "Hold still."
"Eh?"
"Just hold still." Hibari said, measuring the length of her arm and leg. He was about to check the measurements of her bust, hip, and waist and Tsuna nearly broke his wrist.
"What is this about?" Tsuna growled out. Hibari merely went to his desk and wrote down the measurements, ignoring the numbing pain in his wrist.
"I'll give the measurements to the Sewing Club and they'll take care of the uniform; for now, get to class and I'll send someone to fetch you when it's done."
"When what's done?"
"Your new uniform of course."
"Nani?"
"The school has no female uniforms for the Disciplinary Committee so we'll have to get this one made."
"Disciplinary Committee? The hell?"
"Isn't it obvious? You're being recruited. Just wear this for now." Hibari stated, pulling his jacket on the confused girl's body. "I'll get the rest of your measurements from the office."
"Don't you dare!" Tsuna growled out, glaring heatedly at Hibari.
Hibari shrugged. "Then what'll happen if we get the BWH measurements wrong and the uniform is too tight? How do you expect the prefects to follow your orders when they stare at you like a piece of meat?"
"N-Nani? Who said anything about leading?"
"Go to homeroom."
"Answer me, dammit!"
Hibari merely threw her over her shoulder, kicked open class 1-A and dropped her on the floor.
"Why you damn—" Tsuna started, jumping up and getting ready to punch him started until he slammed the door into her fist. "That bastard…"
"…Jyuuhime?"
"Eh? The only one who calls me that is…" Tsuna muttered, turning around. "Haya-kun! What are you doing in Japan?"
"A-Ah, Reborn-san asked me to come here," Hayato said in fluent Italian, "He says that you're beginning your training as Decima."
"Tch, that bastard would call you here." Tsuna muttered in Italian, "But still, you didn't have to some here…"
"N-No! I won't allow anybody to steal my title as Jyuuhime's right hand man!"
"Haya-kun, I know you want that title so badly, but I'm not sure I need a right hand man yet…"
"I-I'm sorry for troubling you, Jyuuhime, would you like me to commit seppuku?"
"Eh? NO! Then how will you be my right hand man in the future if you die now?"
"A-Ah, thank you Jyuuhime!"
"No problem…" Tsuna said. "Erm, Haya-kun, we should switch back to Japanese, the class probably thinks that we're freaks now…"
This was true as the class was staring at Tsuna and the new transfer student like aliens.
"Do you want me to blow them away, Jyuuhime?" Hayato asked, reaching towards his pocket.
"No, we don't want to expose the Mafia to those who don't know the darkness yet." Tsuna said quietly before going back to Japanese, "So Reborn asked you to come, ne?"
"Hai."
"I am going bloody kill him along with a certain skylark…" Tsuna muttered, glaring at open air with her bangs shadowing her eyes.
"Jyuuhime, do you want me to do it for you?" Hayato asked. Tsuna shook her head.
"This is between me and the bird."
Nezu coughed. "Alright, as I was saying before we were so rudely interrupted (Tsuna broke the lead pencil she had in her hand in half), this is Gokudera Hayato, an exchange student from Italy. Treat him kindly."
"Ah, can we call you Hayato-kun?~" A girl asked.
"No." Hayato glared. "Only Jyuuhime and Reborn-san are allowed to call me by my first name."
"Eh, why?" a girl whined.
"Only Jyuuhime and Reborn are allowed to call me by the name my dead mother gave me." Hayato glared.
The class went silent. You could hear crickets blinking.
Tsuna sighed. "Haya-kun, don't exclude Bianchi again… I really don't want to be the receiving end of her cooking…"
Both teens turned sheet white. "Eh… She always calls me Hayato anyway even if I say not to… I'm gonna bet she's going to be coming to Japan soon anyway…"
"Tch, yeah, her and Reborn are kind of like a set, ne?" Tsuna muttered. Hayato blanched.
"She experimented a lot since you left Italy…" Hayato shivered. "She's so interested with Japanese food once you left and now she can make sakura mochi that burns through locks…"
Tsuna gulped. "We're going to die once Bianchi comes, aren't we?"
"I only regret that I couldn't see you to the official Decima title and be your right hand man…" Hayato muttered.
"Oi, Sawada… Gokudera…" Nezu started, "SIT DOWN!"
Tsuna jumped up to stop Hayato from lighting several sticks of dynamite.
Break:
"Maaahh~ I didn't understand that lesson at all~" Tsuna groaned, resting on her desk.
"Ah, you too, Tsunako-chan?" A voice from her right asked, turning out to be Yamamoto Takeshi. Tsuna turned and nodded.
"Nezu is a cruel teacher… Picking on Haya-kun on his very first day backfired on him." Tsuna snickered. Takeshi chuckled.
"Ah, I remember how pissed off he was, I didn't think anyone could turn into such a weird shade of red!" Tsuna nodded.
And she felt it. Weak but there at least. Probably from a newbie.
Killer intent.
Tsuna turned to see several girls glaring at her. Of course, talking to Takeshi was dangerous for a 'No-Good' girl like her. And she was talking to Haya-kun earlier in class too, but it was all platonic.
"Eh, Tsunako-chan, by the way, why are you wearing Hibari-san's jacket, if you don't mind me asking." Takeshi asked.
Tsuna's head hit her desk. She completely forgot about the stupid prefect until now!
"The baka skylark is making me wear it until a new uniform comes in or something. Wants me to join the Committee."
"The Disciplinary Committee?"
"Un." Tsuna nodded. "Apparently, he's making the Sewing Club make a new uniform because the school doesn't have a Disciplinary School Uniform for girls.—"
The door slid open showing Hayato, who was buying lunch. "Jyuuhime, this bastard's asking for you, should I send him flying?"
"Ie, Haya-kun. I'm coming." Tsuna called out, walking to the door. She saw a Disciplinary Prefect in the doorway glaring at Hayato before handing her a bag and a note.
'This is your new uniform, Herbivore. Wear it or I'll bite you to death.'
Tsuna frowned. "I told him not to call me an Herbivore…"
A second note was behind the first one.
'And I won't call you an Herbivore if you don't call me a Skylark. There are Disciplinary Informants in your class, Sawada Tsunako.'
Tsuna's eye twitched and she sighed before walking out. "Ne, Haya-kun, I'm going to go change."
Tsuna returned with the standard black jacket that was worn by the Disciplinary Committee, though it was tailored to fit a girl's body. Hibari wasn't lying when he said he got her measurements from the office (she would nag him later). The tan skirt was replaced with a black one. She wore the mandatory white button up and a red armband clipped to her arm.
Overall, her uniform looked like a female version of Hibari's. Tsuna duly noted this in the mirror and sighed while holding the prefect's jacket and thinking of just where he should shove it while she returned his jacket.
The door open and several girls walked in and locked the door in what they thought was an intimidating manner. "Oi, Dame-Tsuna, you should know your place; not only are you whoring around with Hayato-kun and Takeshi-kun, but you're also with Hibari too! What is wrong with you?"
Tsuna rolled her eyes before calling on a technique that she has mastered throughout the many assassination attempts and bullies.
Killing intent.
After letting a steady stream of the killer aura come out of her general direction, the girl smiled eerily. "Nani? Are you girls trying to annoy me enough to throw you out the window?~ You know this is the third floor, right? Do you know what'll happen if I throw you out the window?~ Ne?~"
The girls all ran out screaming. Tsuna only sighed and left with a minimal amount of killing intent following her. Time to confront a certain skylark.
Hibari sat at his desk, filing papers, until the door was kicked open. "Oi, bird, you really did get my measurements from the office, didn't you?"
Hibari only looked up. "Of course. Do you want to fight?"
Tsuna glared heatedly as the prefect took out his tonfas and took out a wooden piece with engravings on it before pulling a lever.
Vongola Ottavo, Daniela's, Crossbow.
(In this fic, Tsuna can access Daniela and Giotto's weapons. Kind of like how Xanxus uses X-guns like the Vongola Settimo and Flame of Rage like the Vongola Secondo. She only uses Giotto's weapons and stronger techniques of the Ottavo in serious fights, however. Against Mukuro, Xanxus, TYL Hibari or Byakuran is an example.)
"You're not allowed to have weapons in school, Herbivore." Hibari didn't look too disappointed though.
Tsuna glared and notched an arrow. "Don't call me a damn Herbivore."
After three period's worth of fighting, the fight moved from the Reception Room, to the hallways, to the roof. T ended with both parties panting face-up.
"I guess this is a draw, Kyoya-sempai." Tsuna panted out, folding up Ottavo's bow back into dormant form.
Hibari frowned, tried to lift his arm with the tonfa in his grip and cursed when it fell back after two seconds. "I guess so. And when did I give you permission to call me my given name?"
"We're equals in fighting, isn't that good enough?" Tsuna asked. Hibari went silent at that before sighing.
"Fine, Tsunako Sawada." Hibari muttered. "I'm going to sleep, so don't wake me up if you don't want to die."
"Same, twice over." Tsuna muttered, closing her eyes.
...
Grumble...
Grumble...
GRUMBLE...
Both Disciplinary Committee members awoke to empty stomachs. Tsuna made an unhappy face. "This would be the best day to forget my bento at home…"
Hibari said nothing, but his stomach grumbled once more.
Both students stood up shakily, still sore due to injuries (however, both too proud to admit it) staggered in different directions; one to the cafeteria, the other to the Reception room.
Tsuna rummaged through her skirt pocket and opened her palm. 35 yen. A yakisoba bread was 100 yen.
Tsuna's stomach grumbled again pathetically. The nearby students giggled. Tsuna glared. The giggling stopped.
Tsuna chose to sit at a table and lay her head down, listening to the grumbling of her stomach.
"Ah, Tsunako-chan, did you forget your lunch? You're never in the lunch room!" A voice called out. Tsuna looked up. Yamamoto Takeshi.
"Ah, hai. I accidentally left my bento at home and I'm tired from fighting Hibari-sempai." Tsuna muttered. She heard the chair next to her screech and some muffling.
"Tada!" Tsuna heard. She looked up and what she saw made her eyes widen.
Of course, Yamamoto was an athlete, so he needed to energy to burn, but… That bento was bigger than her head! Yamamoto split half of his lunch on a plate in front of her and she started to drool.
"Hehe, my old man packed me too much lunch…~" Yamamoto chuckled out. Tsuna smiled.
"Arigato, Itadakimasu~" Tsuna said, before eating a salmon roe sushi.
The single bite was an orgasm in the mouth. "Mm~ So good~" Tsuna purred out.
"Ahaha, my dad runs a sushi shop!"
"Really? Where? I'm sure that my 'Kaa-san would like it if I bought some sushi like this!"
'…Ore?...' Yamamoto thought, wondering about the girl's masculine way of talking.
"Eh?" Tsuna asked, wondering if something was wrong, and remembering it was her speech habit. "Ah! Sorry, I'm just used to saying that because I talked like that when I was little!"
Yamamoto nodded while smiling easily.
Tsuna continued to eat the delicious cuisine with a smile.
"Jyuuhime! There you are! I heard you got into a fight!" Hayato yelled out, running into the room and seeing Yamamoto sharing his lunch with her. "And you! What do you think you're doing, trying to give the Jyuuhime your trashy lunch—"
Tsuna interrupted him and pushed a California roll into her right hand man's mouth.
Gokudera's eyes sparkled and his taste buds tingled pleasantly.
"Ne, Yamamoto-kun's 'Tou-san makes good sushi, right Haya-kun? We should go over to their sushi shop sometime!"
"I-If that's what you want, Jyuuhime!"
"Alright, then here's our business card, Nako-chan!"
"Arigato!"
"Oi, don't you call Jyuuhime in such a friendly manner, yakyuu-baka!"
"Ne, so Haya-kun came to Namimori!"
"Ah, I'm happy for you, Tsu-chan!"
"Thanks, En-kun." Tsuna muttered, sipping her water. "But I'm still pissed off at Hibari-sempai… Damn bastard, recruiting me out of nowhere…"
"Hahaha, I'm sure it'll be alright, Tsu-chan!"
"Thanks, En-kun, ah, I have to go and take a shower now, alright?"
"Alright, bye Tsu-chan!" the voice faltered for a moment. "Love you, Tsu-chan!"
"Eh?" Tsuna muttered, before smiling, "Ah, love you too, En-kun, call you later!"
"Hai!"
Tsuna turned her phone off.
"Hmp. Just a friend, huh?"
"Hiiiieeeee! Reborn! What are you doing in my room!"
"I live here too now, Dame-Tsuna." Reborn stated. "I just want to let you know that if you chose to marry Enma, the Vongola and Shimon Famiglia will be under both of your rules and you will also gain each other's enemies too—"
"We don't 'love' each other that way, and get out; I'm going to take a shower!" Tsuna shouted, all but kicking her godfather out.
The hitman smirked. "Looks like Dame-Tsuna not only found his Storm, Rain, and Cloud, it seems that she's close to the Earth too~"
"Urusai!" Tsuna yelled out from her room.
Little did she know that Enma was facing something close to the same scenario…
"Bwahahahaha! You should've heard him, Julie!" Koyo howled out, "'Oh, I love you to the ends of the Earth, Tsu-chan!'"
"T-that wasn't what I said!"
"Then why are you turning so red, Enma-kun?" Shittopi asked the Shimon Boss.
"W-well, who wouldn't blush?"
"Hahaha! It looks like Loser Enma is growing up! Want me to give you some tips on your girl, En-chan?" Julie chuckled.
"As if your tips would work." Adelheid muttered, "If being himself worked this much, then let him be himself."
"Yeah, I don't want Enma to get married and move out yet…" Rauji muttered. Kaoru nodded. Enma spluttered.
"I'm fourteen!"
"Ah, I remembered when I was fourteen; skirt-flipping and peeping were the things to do then!" Julie cackled out. Enma covered his ears.
"I did not just hear that, I did not just hear that, I did not just hear that!"
Adelheid growled and began to purify Julie.
