As was expected, Hibari attacked immediately. Tsuna carried Haru out of the line of fire in a single jump and deposited her on one corner with Kyoko and Chrome. "Stay here," he said. "I'm just going to play with my Cloud a bit."
Haru wondered whether Tsuna had brain damage somehow, but before she could think too much of it, there was an explosion on the other side of the room. The girls coughed up dust even as Chrome molded an illusion of a transparent shield around them.
"What do you think is going to happen, Haru-chan?" asked Kyoko whose eyes were still sore but was now back to her old cheerful self.
"Eto..." Haru mumbled. "Haru really doesn't know. Everything is crazy."
"Isn't it always?" Bianchi said, appearing beside them. "The Tenth Generation is always so, so interesting."
They took the fight outside. Fortunately, the parking lot of the hospital was devoid of people so Tsuna and Hibari could spar without hurting anyone else. The rest of the guys and the Ninth Generation watched from the sidelines.
"Is he really doing this?" Yamamoto was confused, though he was still cheerful. The Tsuna he knew didn't actively sought out fights from anyone, let alone Hibari. He knew the boy was strong; he's seen him fight at his best and at his worst. When it came down to it, they could alway count on Tsuna to give his best. But he was never interested in fighting for the sake of fighting, not like Ryohei and Hibari.
"What do you think, idiot?" Gokudera answered the rhetorical question. He was edgy himself. He wanted to get out there and fight alongside his Boss, but at the rate the fight was going, he would only be a nuisance.
Tsuna was holding his own.
It's been around ten minutes. Hibari attacked with his steel tonfa, Tsuna parried and dodged and punched. Neither of them were expressly using their Flames and Gear, but it was still an impressive fight.
Hibari feigned a right and let loose his propagating chains, tripping up Tsuna. Tsuna recovered quickly and jumped several feet backwards. Reborn noticed he wasn't wearing his gloves. His hands didn't seem to be burned.
"Dino," he said simply. His former student nodded. "Yeah, he's better. Granted, it seems Kyoya is holding back a bit."
"A bit?" Gokudera piped in. "Try a lot. He doesn't even have Roll out yet."
"And Natsu isn't out either."
"Well, Hibari did say he was testing Tsuna's fighting abilities," Dino replied.
"Fight, SAWADA TO THE EXTREME!"
"Urusai, Turf-top," Gokudera yelled half-heartedly. He lit a cigarette, but before he could puff on it Yamamoto had already thrown it on the ground and stepped on it, extinguishing the flames.
"Maa, maa, smoking is bad for your health Gokudera. Hahaha."
Gokudera counted to three before he unleashed his dynamites. Yamamoto laughed.
"Why are you holding back, Hibari-san?" said Tsuna, blocking a strong blow to the face with his arm. He hissed when spikes came out of the tonfa and jumped away. He came back with a kick, which Kyoya expertly dodged.
"Why are you?" Hibari asked back, kicking up.
"Well, I don't really want to destroy the parking lot."
"Hn." Hibari threw a chain at Tsuna. It landed and broke the concrete where Tsuna was standing.
Tsuna grinned. "This is still Namimori, you know?" As if Kyoya would ever forget.
He was answered with a blow to the face.
"You're paying the damages," Hibari grinned savagely, releasing a bout of purple Cloud Flames. "Your Flames are clawing to get out, small animal."
He charged.
"And the Flames are out," Yamamoto commented, stroking his sword. Kojirou yipped by his feet. His eyes sharply assessed every move of the opposing duo. It was fascinating to watch how they made fighting a sort of art form, like his sword style. They flowed in a graceful manner, almost like they were dancing. Add in the colorful Flames and it was like a show.
"Looks great to the extreme" Ryohei observed. "It's still not 100% but Tsuna seems more comfortable with fighting."
"He's having fun," Dino said.
"Hmm, seems like it," Gokudera agreed, tugging on Uri who was scratching on his head. He nodded to Yamamoto. "Nice fight. But you should still train more if you want to be worthy as Tenth's Guardian."
Yamamoto grinned good-naturedly. "Sure, sure."
"How's your collarbone, Hibari-san?" Tsuna asked curiously. He remembered the fight with Jager and how Mukuro and Hibari were both injured. Hibari didn't seem to be in much pain. Come to think of it, even Gokudera and Yamamoto seemed to be in tip top shape. Ryohei too.
"Sun," was all the aloof Cloud said, sending a handcuff flying towards Tsuna. Tsuna dodged to the right, only to be captured by another handcuff. His arm was engulfed within seconds.
"Damn," he cursed. "Natsu," he called.
"Oi, Natsu is out."
"But Hibari still hasn't used his hedgehog. And where did those handcuffs come from anyway?"
"Who knows?"
Natsu petrified the handcuffs which Tsuna then easily broke out of. Hibari smirked at the panting boss. "Tired already?"
Tsuna smiled. "It seems I still can't match up to you Hibari-san."
Hibari jumped down. "Your body hasn't adjusted to your flames, small animal. You still have a long way to go."
Tsuna chuckled. "You're right. Though they come to me easily now. I don't think I'll need the pills anymore."
"Hn," was all Hibari said before the prefect walked away.
"Well, that's that," Dino said with an exasperated sigh. "Kyoya is as ferocious as ever."
"And Tenth is as great as ever," Gokudera said loyally.
"Dame-Tsuna is still Dame-Tsuna, seal or no seal." Reborn said.
"That was an awesome fight to the extreme! Sawada lasted an hour against Hibari!"
"Well, at least he doesn't seem too damaged," Yamamoto said. "He's only woken up."
"Is it over?" Haru wondered when the noise seemed to die down.
"Seems like it," Bianchi said. "Let's go check it out."
Tsuna's muscles shook as he fought to keep upright. Hibari was right, his body hasn't adjusted to his Flames at all. He acted rashly out of false confidence. He wasn't in perfect condition yet. The seal may be gone, but his body was the same Dame-Tsuna that tripped over thin air for fifteen odd years.
He sighed. Now what should he do?
"Feel like running, Dame-Tsuna?" said a familiar voice from his shoulder.
"Wha—" Bang. "Thirteen rounds around Namimori, Dame-Tsuna. Training resumes right now."
Bang. Boom. Woosh.
Tsuna shrieked. "Reborn! What are you doing?! Wha! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"
Haru watched as Tsuna ran off, Reborn on his heels, screaming like a girl. She smiled. She worried Tsuna wouldn't be the same when he woke up acting all different, but it seemed her worries were unfounded.
Tsuna is Tsuna.
"Haha, that looks like fun. Come on, let's go join them, Gokudera, Senpai!"
"Running is extreme training!"
"Tenth! We'll be right there!"
Crazy, huh?
"What do you think, Mukuro-sama?"
