Title: Sky Dive

Rating: T, will go up in future chapters.

Genre: Angst, Family, Romance, Adventure, etc.

Summary: When Reborn was assigned to tutor Sawada Tsunayoshi, he was told the boy was clumsy, non-athletic and dumb. Overall, no-good. However, as he stares at the groupie surrounding a smirking Tsuna, he thinks that the reality is totally different. AU, Rockstar! Tsuna.

Disclaimer: I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn or the song, only the plot.

Warning: Language and Violence; Extreme OOCness; Tsuna-centric; Asshole!Tsuna (most of the time anyways); Jealous! Possessive! Guardians.

First of all: Happy New Year!

Second of all: Well, I finally finished this chapter. Sorry if it seems rushed or anything like that.

I hope you all enjoy this chapter and review.

Beta-ed by Sailor Dying-Will.

Yamamoto Takeshi stared blankly as some of his classmates glanced at him with pity and hesitation. He winced and shifted from foot to foot when a sharp pain ran through his left leg. The same leg he had badly broken three years ago.

He immediately banished those thoughts, he didn't need to remember that day again. Of his failure... weakness... shame.

He was brought back to the present when the yelling started to escalate. His lips twisted in distaste when he heard the reason for the argument: Sawada Tsunayoshi. The famous rockstar. He glanced at the brunet briefly, seeing him with a bored look on his face. He didn't know what to think about him, if he was honest. He remembered those days when people used to gossip about him, sometimes even insulting him to his face, almost going to the borderline of bullying. The sad part was that it was his former teammates that did it themselves and instigated others to do it as well.

No one had helped him at all, until Sawada Tsunayoshi, one day stood up from his nap and growled out: "You all talk too much. Shut the fuck up."

It might not have completely stopped the bullying but it did somewhat tame it. He was still isolated and given pity-filled and disgusted looks, but the gossip and insults thrown his way had mostly gone down in school.

Not that he didn't see the much older people stare at him in hesitation or hear them whisper when they thought he wouldn't be able to hear them.

Almost a month later, when he finally gained the guts to go thank Sawada, he was left astonished when the brunet merely barked a laugh and told him that he didn't do it to help Takeshi and the only reason he even bothered to snap at them was because those 'annoying pests' had woken him up, but throughout the whole thing he swore he saw the Sawada's eyes soften and warm in understanding and sympathy.

They never talked again after that.

He almost jumped when he heard a silky, husky voice snap. "You all are annoying. I don't want to play." He turned his head to see Sawada without Gokudera Hayato at his side like usual, an annoyed frown adorning his face, and for a moment, he swore that he saw the half-lidded caramel eyes glow a deep and beautiful sunset color. He almost rubbed his eyes because he had to be seeing things; eyes didn't start glowing a different color.

The students flinched and reluctantly started playing baseball.

His lips curled in disgusted at the mere thought of that sport. Baseball. How he despised that damn sport.

Takeshi growled and willed himself to just stop remembering. He didn't need to keep tormenting, judging himself; he already had so many people who already did that. After a few seconds, he took a shaky, deep breath. He was so fucking tired. Ignoring the looks directed his way, he walked towards the bench Sawada was sitting on and sat there, absentmindedly rubbing his throbbing leg.

The brunet looked at Yamamoto Takeshi from the corner of his eye and frowned. It had been three years since the former baseball player came anywhere near him, not counting the occasionally thoughtful looks thrown his way in those same three years. It was very surprising.

"Hey." Tsuna blinked when the infamous Yamamoto Takeshi spoke to him. It had been three years since they spoke for the first and last time.

"Yo," he said back with a smirk and a tilt of his head.

He wasn't surprised when the taller male didn't continue the conversation. There wasn't anything to talk about.

But still, his Intuition was telling him that he would see a lot more of Yamamoto Takeshi.

How interesting.

Tsuna stretched on his bed and sighed deeply, closing his eyes. He was frustrated and he didn't know how much longer he could keep his little 'abstinence' going to keep Hayato off his fucking back. How annoying.

He opened his eyes when small feet landed next to him. "Yes, Reborn? How may I help you?" he laced his words with as much sarcasm as he could manage.

"How do you know Yamamoto Takeshi?" Reborn asked bluntly. Another thing he didn't know about his fucking student.

Tsuna weighed the pros and cons of telling him. He might as well tell him, it wasn't like he cared if he knew or not. "We had a conversation just once when he thanked me for standing up for him."

Reborn stared at his student and decided that no, Tsuna most definitely didn't do it out of the kindness of his heart. Knowing his student, he did it for his own selfish reasons. He decided to not dwell on that topic and change the conversation to Yamamoto Takeshi; candidate for the Rain Guardian position. "Yamamoto Takeshi; former star baseball player. He jumped off the school roof after claiming that his baseball skills had gone down. He almost lost his life, and his worst injury was his left leg which never fully healed."

Tsuna raised an eyebrow and mockingly clapped. "Bravo."

Reborn's eyebrow twitched and he hit him over the head. "Cheeky little brat." He started to count to fifty when Tsuna flipped him off with one hand while rubbing his head with the other. He wondered for the hundredth time if Vongola's wrath for murdering their last heir was worth it.

How tempting it was though.

He gave a small sigh and decided that it wasn't worth it in the end. "Musabetsu-Tsuna, Yamamoto Takeshi is a candidate for the Rain Guardian. Try to be... good." He grimaced at the last word as if he'd tasted something bitter and it wasn't his beloved coffee.

"Oooh~? Aren't there more candidates for that position?" Tsuna tilted his head.

"No," he answered bluntly. Yamamoto Takeshi fit the position perfectly, his father being an ex-hitman was a plus.

Tsuna's lips turned downward. "Hmmm... Well, whatever. If he doesn't annoy me then I don't care if he hangs around. But," his eyes flashed. "I'm still undecided if I want him as one of my guardians."

Reborn tilted his fedora down in acceptance. After all, it was Tsuna's decision at the end.

With a groan, Tsuna stretched while looking at the clock. It was almost time for class to be finished, then lunch was going to start. A sly smirk appeared as he glanced at Amano Hikari; a girl whom had confessed to him before. He had to admit that she was pretty cute and well, he was bored as hell. It would be entertaining.

As if she felt his gaze on her, she looked at him. Their eyes met as she looked at him coyly under her eyelashes, an inviting smile slowly appearing on her pink lips. It was all the confirmation he needed as his gaze became smoldered.

Unknown to him, a pair of dark brown eyes was looking at the exchange in confusion. He wasn't so oblivious as to not know that something was going on between them. But then... it wasn't any of his business.

He turned away.

A few minutes later, the bell rang signaling that class was finally over. All the students stood up and left the room while he slowly stood up, stretching his throbbing leg. From the corner of his eye, he saw Sawada talking to Gokudera Hayato, looking like he was making an excuse. The silverette seemed disappointed as he sat down and the brunet left the class.

When the throbbing somewhat stopped, he sat back down and took out his bento and chopsticks, settling them on his desk. Opening his bento, he looked at the sushi and frowned. He wasn't all that hungry but he knew he needed to eat. He was about to pick up the chopsticks but a hand slammed on his desk, almost tipping his bento to the side.

Takeshi frowned and looked up at his offender, only to see three girls glaring at him. "May I help you?" He looked at them indifferently.

"We saw you talking to Tsuna-sama yesterday," the first girl hissed out.

He scowled, looking at her like she was dumb. "I only said hi to him."

"It doesn't matter! You shouldn't talk to him at all!" a second girl snapped, putting a hand on her hip.

"It has nothing to do with you three if I talk to him," Takeshi retorted.

"Listen here, you suicidal freak, don't come near Tsuna-sama again. You shouldn't even be breathing the same air as him, you're nothing compared to him. The only reason he even talked to you was because he felt pity for you. You're just an eyesore that should just disappear," the third girl, and leader, hissed while stepping forward. A cold smile curling on her lips.

Takeshi frowned and looked at his bento. Seemingly satisfied, the three girls left while giggling in victory. He lift his head and turned to look back when he felt someone looking at him and met green eyes that were looking at him thoughtfully.

He looked away and quickly stood up, ignoring the slight throb of his leg as he hastily left the class. He didn't need anyone's pity, especially from a foreigner who didn't know anything. He hissed when he felt a sharp pain in his leg, he slowed down considerably as he took a deep breath while leaning against a door. Looking around, he noted that he had gotten quite far from his class.

He looked at the door he was leaning against and decided to open it to get inside, knowing that while it was cowardly to hide he didn't want to deal with any of it. It was too much, girls giving him shit for merely saying hi to someone.

A surprised shriek stopped him dead in his tracks though. He looked up from the floor and his eyes widened at the scene before him. The same girl, Amano Hikari if he remembered correctly, whom had been smiling and basically fucking Sawada with her eyes, was sitting on a desk while said male was standing between her legs. Luckily enough, Sawada's pants were only hanging low while she just looked rumpled; it didn't seemed like they had gotten too far, thank God. The girl looked ready to faint and Sawada merely looked a bit annoyed at the interruption.

"I–um... I–I gotta go." Hikari squeaked as she quickly fixed herself up, pushing Sawada away and hopping down from the desk. She gave an apologetic look with a blush to Sawada while exiting the class, almost knocking Takeshi to the side. Sawada gave a small sigh and looked at Takeshi while leaning against the desk.

Takeshi almost wanted to squirm under the annoyed stare. He hadn't meant to interrupt anything. He opened his mouth but no words wanted to come out. His mouth clamped shut and he swallowed hard when Sawada's eyes started to smolder, looking him and and down.

"You interrupted us." Takeshi felt a shiver go up his spine and he opened his mouth to apologise but- "Spare me the excuses." Sawada said huskily, running a hand through his hair before he gave him another look and smirked. He gave a few measured steps toward the ex-baseball player, almost making the guy bolt - almost! - but those eyes and that voice held him in place. "You'll have to make it up to me."

Sawada stopped just in front of him. Their lips were almost touching as he felt the other's sweet breath fanning against his lips. And those eyes, God, those eyes were burning with promises to bring all types of pleasure to him if only he would give in. His mouth was dry as his eyes slowly fluttered close.

"Baby, the things I would do to you." Those soft, pinkish looking lips slowly parted as he ran the tip of his tongue over Takeshi's bottom lip. "But sadly, it seems we have another interruption."

And with that, the brunet pulled away, turned around and looked towards what appeared to be a small figure at the window. Takeshi's breath hitched, his eyes flying open and he looked at that plump but firm rear. It almost looked like Sawada was taunting him and God, what he wanted to do to–

"Are you done?" A dry voice said, snapping him out of his thoughts. Takeshi cleared his throat as he looked around Sawada in the direction the voice came from and found himself staring at a... baby?

He blinked several times but no, the baby was still there looking at him with big, obsidian eyes but those weren't the eyes of an innocent baby, those eyes were dangerous. A shiver ran down his spine when the baby smirked at him knowingly.

He almost sighed in relief when the baby turned towards Sawada whom was shackling his belt and buttoning his pants. When he seemed satisfied, he met the disapproving expression of the baby.

"I thought I told you to be good," the baby stated flatly.

"I was! Look, I was just gonna mess with Haruhi–"

The baby interrupted. "Hikari."

Sawada gave him an irritated look but continued. "Yeah, her. Anyways, I was messing with her when he entered." He pointed at Takeshi then shrugged. "I just thought that, hey, since he interrupted and he isn't too bad looking, he could take her place."

The baby stared at Sawada with an unreadable expression then gave a resigned sigh while shaking his head. "Your thought process sickens me."

Sawada shrugged again, unrepentant.

Finally deciding to butt in, he asked the baby hesitatingly. "Who are you?"

The baby pulled his fedora down and smirked. "I'm Reborn, a hitman and Musabetsu-Tsuna's hometutor."

"Hitman?" Takeshi raised an eyebrow and he could almost see it but the baby was just that; a baby. He couldn't possibly be a hitman... right?

Tsuna was amused at the disbelieving look on Yamamoto Takeshi's face and almost laughed, if only he knew that Reborn was anything but an innocent baby. He loved to see those reactions every time Reborn announced he was a hitman. It was certainly entertaining and he wanted to see more from Yamamoto Takeshi.

"So, as nice as it is to see you two get along," Tsuna started sarcastically. "I need to get back to class. I don't need Hayato getting worried for no reason." He ignored the extra weight on his head as he turned to Yamamoto Takeshi again and looked him up and down one last time, enjoying the way the ex-baseball player's face turned red. "It was nice talking to you, Boyo." he purred as he exited.

It would be a few minutes later before he spoke again.

"Y'know Reborn, as much as I hate saying this, I think you were right," Tsuna commented and didn't need to say anything else because Reborn immediately understood. And really, he hated having to admit anything like that to the hitman. He could almost feel how smug the bastard felt, it was sickening.

He smiled a little when he finally got to his class and Hayato rushed towards him. His Ducky was so adorable even when he scolded him for taking so long.

"Why did you take so long?" Hayato asked while running a hand through his Tsuna's soft hair. He smiled when Tsuna leaned into his touch.

"Well, my dear Ducky, it seems like I've found the Rain," Tsuna commented and left it at that.

Reborn smirked in triumph: Rain Guardian acquired.