Mars: Haha! I have viewers! Anyway I don't know any character in here except for Tsubasa and a few more because they belong to Amano Akira-sensei! Please read and review if you get the chance! Thanks!
Ch.2 Hello Again! (Tsuna's POV)
When I had woken up, the futon was already folded up and I didn't see Tsubasa-san anywhere. Her bags were still here though, so maybe she was downstairs. I went down to the first floor after I had changed into my uniform and did all my morning rituals. I looked around but I didn't see her anywhere. I asked my mom and she said Tsubasa-san had left for something urgent. I shrugged and ate my breakfast. Then I was off. As I walked to school, I saw Gokudera and Yamamoto. I waved to them and they came over to me.
"Juudaime!" "Tsuna!" They said in unison. Gokudera started to talk first. "Juudaime, why were you nearly late yesterday? And where were you after school? We didn't see you."
Yamamoto had nodded. I gulped remembering what Reborn had told me yesterday. I couldn't tell them, but I didn't want to lie! I panicked and said whatever came to mind. "Reborn had told me something important but I'm not allowed to tell you what it is! And after school I accidentally bumped into someone and made friends with them and-and-" I started to cough from the lack of oxygen. At least I didn't technically lie...
"J-Juudaime! Are you alright?" Gokudera and Yamamoto looked really worried. I didn't want to disappoint them though.
I coughed a little. "Y-yeah, I'm fine. Nothing to worry about."
Gokudera didn't look convinced, but he didn't say anything. "Okay, if you say so."
I pushed them along. "L-let's just hurry to class. We don't want to be late!" Oh man was I nervous!
When we got to class, the teacher came in soon after. "Class, we have a new student from England joining us today. She's a year younger than all of you, so please be kind to her. Come in! Please welcome Sconosciuto Tsubasa."
My eyes widened and I looked down as my first thought went to my friend Tsubasa. But then I thought, 'Naw, couldn't be her!' I look up as my own thoughts turn against me and there she was, standing in front of the class with a big bright smile. I jumped out my seat and yelled out, not sure if it was in horror or surprise or excitement. "YOU!! I-I mean you!! I mean-argh!! Tsubasa-san!!"
She waves at me like it was nothing out of the ordinary. "Hi, Tsuna!! Wow! This is such a small world isn't it? I actually thought you were my age, I didn't know you were 15! How are you doing?"
I totally gaped at this. What the hell?! I thought- they did- WHAT?!
(Tsubasa's POV)
I grinned at Tsuna's shock. 'Ahh, I'll never get tired of that. It's so much fun to see people's surprised faces, no matter if it's good shock or bad shock.' "Maa maa, Tsuna! No need to be surprised! You should be all giddy and happy and all that crap like that! Hehe!"
He gapes at me still, but I'm guessing he recovered from his shock. He sits back down slowly and then bangs his head on his desk. I think he's out. I sweatdrop a little. 'Oops. I think I shocked him a little too much.' The class started to murmur. I doubt they were good things though.
I looked around the room for a seat, and something catches my eye. Well, someone to be specific. I could recognize those silver locks anywhere I went. I grin again. 'I finally found him after all this time!' I stopped listening to the teacher's voice long ago and walked down the row of students towards the silver haired boy.
"Found you~ Ha-ya-to!" I said. He looks up at me with a confused face. I huffed. "Don't give me that face, you runaway! If you were going to run away, you could have brought me along!"
I hear the class gasp. Then I heard murmurs and cries. I think Hayato has a fanclub. I hear someone laugh. I drowned out their voices and made it seem like Hayato and I were the only people in the room. "So how's Bianchi? I heard she left to find this Reborn-dude, and most likely she found you! Did you faint again at the sight of her face? Maa, you really need to get over that phobia."
He slams his hands on his desks and gets up out of his chair. To stare at him face to face I had to look up. 'Man, he's gotten taller since I last saw him.'
He opens his mouth to speak and the words that come out aren't the ones I was expecting him to say after all this time. "Who the hell are you?!" He has an irritated look on his face, like bringing up the past was a bad thing.
I froze and I felt the blood drain from my face. I stared at him in disbelief. 'He... Forgot... Me...?' I would have fell to the floor right there if I had been my younger self, but my legs held their ground, despite the fact that they felt like jelly. I couldn't believe him. He had forgotten me? He had forgotten how I spoke, what I looked like, how I was like? I gulped. "You forgot me?" (1) The lump in my throat that had formed before hadn't gone away. "Yeah, sure we haven't seen each other in like, what, 7 years? Ma ti sei dimenticato di me?!"
I had soon looked down at the ground like the tiling was much more interesting than the look on Hayato's face. I hear him speak again. "What are you-"
(2) I cut him off. "È bastardo! This is how you treat your childhood friend?! Even if you do finally remember me, I'm not going to speak to you! Siete diventati una triste, triste persona, Hayato Gokudera..." I look back at him with scorn and anger. His face becomes shocked. I turn around and head to an empty seat in the corner.
Mars: Yes, I know you are all wondering "what the hell are those foreign words in this story?!" Well~ I took the liberty of putting in ITALIAN! (Itaria!) Haha! Yes, I am evil~
Mars: I am EDITING this chapter a little... I will translate it 'cause Aya-chan is being pissy and a lazy-ass (no actual offense to you at all. I just thought people would stop being lazy and translate it themselves but...). Anyway! Here are the translations!:
(1) The lump in my throat that had formed before had not gone away. "Yeah, sure we have not seen each other in like, what, 7 years? But you forgot about me?"
(2) I cut him off. "You bastard!" This is how you treat your childhood friend?! Even if you finally do remember me, I'm not going to speak to you! You have become a sad, sad person, Hayato Gokudera ... " I look back at him with scorn and anger. His face becomes shocked. I turn around and head to an empty seat in the corner.
Mars: Also, the reason Tsubasa said Gokudera's name like how Americans (or other English/people-who-don't-speak-Asian-languages) is because she's lived in Europe most of her life and she's used to putting first name before last name. If you didn't get that like my editor who has gone AWOL, I am sorry but that's funny!
