Note: I made a couple OCs that are NOT relevant to the story. I just need some names so Tsuna can blackmail people :). There's also cursing, deal with it.
Chapter 4: Quelling the Midst
The headache started shortly after the introduction of the new transfer ended. It wasn't uncommon. Tsuna had found out early in life, that he was prone to seemingly random headaches that diverting from sending him to the Emergency Room-giving his twin a heart attack-to being a mild nuisance.
The headache had started out small, mild at best, but as class droned on, Tsuna founded it growing until Tsuna had to struggle to concentrate. Rubbing his head with his left hand while his right diligently jot down notes in his ridiculously neat notebook, courtesy of his OCD, Tsuna was horribly distracted.
Speaking of the new transfer student, Tsuna didn't know what to feel about Gokudera Hayato. He certainly hadn't gotten into his good books by kicking Natsu's desk. To make it worst, the silver haired boy was glaring at Natsu like a jealous brat.
But despite Tsuna's doubts, his intuition screamed that the boy was good. That, and the boy's motives were suspicious. His actions were hostile, and he seemed to be focused only on Natsu. Add that with their not-so-unknown staring contest, Tsuna came to the conclusion that Gokudera Hayato considered Natsu as a rival for something, and wanted his attention.
The complete disregard and lack of attention to the rest of the class, said that the guy did not consider them a rival. Too pick out Natsu from the rest of the more, admittingly, tougher-looking boys, it would mean that Gokudera Hayato was already familiar with Natsu. But Tsuna knew that couldn't be possible, because they had never met Gokudera Hayato before this day.
Thus, Tsuna's headache. Damn it.
As his headache spiked again, Tsuna winced, his pen stopping in his tracks. All this thinking was just making his headache worst. Just stop thinking he told himself. Of course, it didn't work. There was a reason OCD stood for Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. And unfortunately, his latest obsession was Gokudera Hayato.
Giving up, Tsuna dropped his pen and raised his hand, interrupting Fujimori-sensei, who was also their Social Studies teacher, in mid lecture.
"Yes, Sawada-kun?" said Fujimori-sensei, just barely concealing her irritation at the interruption. At the sound of their shared surname, Natsu jerked out of his light snoozing and glanced in his direction in concern.
"Can I go to the nurse's office, Fujimori-sensei? I don't feel very well.." asked Tsuna, because despite the lack of usefulness of their current nurse, he could still treat himself just fine. Either that, or he could take a nap in one of the beds.
"Of course you can. I hope you feel better" complied Fujimori-sensei, writing out a pass for him. Sighing in relief, Tsuna quickly packed his stuff away and walked out the door with Natsu's concerned gaze on his back.
So much better thought Tsuna in relief as he lied in one of the many comfy beds of the infirmary. A plastic bag full of ice resting on his head and dosed up with some Advil, that was thankfully finally kicking into effect, Tsuna felt rejuvenated. A couple hours in the nurse office had done some good.
"What're you doing in here?" rumbled a voice to his left, masculine and laced with amusement. "I thought I made it clear, I don't treat men."
Slowly opening his eyes, Tsuna glanced to his left. As expected, it was the new nurse. He looked a lot like Gokudera, he mused, with the same hairstyle abit with dark brown hair instead of a startling silver.
HIs eyes were the color of cocoa and his skin was a classic hawaiian tan. He wore a black dress shirt underneath a white suit, with a purple tie around his collar. He looked more like a gentleman than a nurse.
"Even if you don't treat me, I can still treat myself, Nurse-san" Tsuna mumbled, turning to his side to face the man. Burying half his face against a pillow, Tsuna was rather comfortable.
The nurse scowled,"Shamal. Doctor Shamal. Don't call me a Nurse. Do I look like a woman to you?"
Tsuna grinned cheekily,"But that's your title, Shamal-san." Shamal sent a withering glare at him, before pulling a chair over from his office desk to set on. The wheeled chair slid over with easy, and Shamal made himself comfortable.
"Didn't that bastard, Reborn warn you already?" said Shamal in disdain. His eyes flashing with a mix of good humor and a healthy dose of irritation.
"You mean, Reborn-kun?" asked Tsuna curiously. He didn't see what a baby, abit a strange one, had to do with the conversation. He wonder what the Nurse's connection with the baby was.
"Kun? He hasn't explain yet, huh?" murmured Shamal under his breath, barely audible to Tsuna's ears. "Should I tell him or not? Ah, so many tough decisions! Lazy Reborn.."
"If I'm lazy, you're perverted, Shamal" said a high-pitched voice that was over them. Sitting up, Tsuna glanced at the ceiling, just as the speaker jumped down, landing on Tsuna's forehead.
"Oh, Hi there Tsuna" greeted the smirking voice of Reborn, from atop of Tsuna's head.
"Reborn-kun!" voiced Tsuna in surprise, "You shouldn't be here, Kids that aren't students aren't allowed in school without a pass!"
"I'm the World's #1 Hitman, I don't need a pass to get into a school" said Reborn with a blank look. The only sign of a reaction to Tsuna's scoldings was the twitch of his right hand, causing the chameleon to crawl down from his fedora to his hand.
"What about school, then?" demanded Tsuna, and upon spotting the chameleon, "And pets aren't allowed either."
"I'm a hitman. I don't 'go' to school. I'm only 1 year old anyway, I'm not old enough. Leon's not a pet. He's my partner" said Reborn, his ire starting to leak in an undercurrent of his voice.
Tsuna stared blankly at him. He's only 1! HIE! He acts more like an adult than a 1 year old! screamed Tsuna in his mind. Wait, Adult? Tsuna frozed, and looked at Reborn in an new light. Perhaps...? Maybe...Nah, not possible.
"As amusing as it is to see you being treated like a baby, Reborn, do you have any reason to be here? Because, otherwise, I'm going to kick you out" drawled Shamal, bemused.
Reborn blinked,"Oh. Tsuna, your brother's getting into a fight." As if to support the baby's claim, the sound of yelling and the crashing of desk was heard.
Tsuna left in a blur of brown and black yelling at the top of his lungs, "SAWADA NATSUYUKI!" Both Shamal and Reborn, having jumped onto the bed as soon as he felt Tsuna move, blinked.
Shamal turned to Reborn and calmly said, "You're going to have your hands full with that one." Reborn just shook his head and pulled down his fedora to cover his face.
"I should have castrated Iemitsu when I had the chance."
When Tsuna, entered the room, it was chaos
Well, what remained of the room anyway. Desks had been thrown across the room, some having crashed against the wall. Most of the class were either cowering in the corners, behind desks, in an attempt to remain invisible but some people were loudly cheering the fighters on, instead.
Fujiwara-sensei was missing. Why? Tsuna didn't know. Then he spotted the lunches that were clutched in some of the student's hands and splattered on the floor. Tsuna eyes's widened. It was lunch time. All the teachers were currently in the main office, doing whatever teachers did during their lunch break.
The fighters themselves...Tsuna's lips curled into a grimace. Natsu's face had twisted in a mix of raging anger and hatred, his fist in mid punch. The other, Tsuna quickly identified him as the upperclassman Mochida Kensuke; resident lady's man and captain of the Namimori Kendo Club, had bought his arms up to block the punch.
Mochida Kensuke was a handsome youth, stealing more than his share of hearts. His black hair was spiky and his eyes burned with ambition. He had chosen the jacket version of the uniform, though he had discarded his jacket for the fight.
What few people knew, was Mochida's playboy activities. As of now, Tsuna knew that Mochida was currently dating Ayame-sempai, a pretty upperclassman, yet pursuing the attention of Sasagawa Kyoko at the same time.
"What is going on?" Tsuna yelled above the encouraging cheers of the precious idiotic few who did so. Almost immediately, the cheers were silenced and the fighters frozed. Some brave people poked their heads up from their hiding places, eyes wide with fear and hope.
Pushing pass the large crowd, Tsuna managed to get in between the fighters. "Well?" said Tsuna impatiently, "What got your boxers in so much of a twist that you decided to fight, huh?"
Natsu glared at Mochida, "He started it!"
"As if!" retorted Mochida, his eyes flashing, "You punched first!"
Tsuna's eyes narrowed and he said, in a voice leaking with barely controlled anger, "I don't care who punched who. I don't even care if you decided to strip down to your boxers and decide to demonstrate how gays do it. I want to know what caused you guys to think it was a good idea to pick a fight in here of all places. Have you forgotten about Hibari-san?"
Both of the boys flinched. But Mochida quickly regained his backbone. His black eyes glowing with defiance, Mochia sneered, "Why do we have to listen to you?"
Natsu was livid, "You basta-"
"Natsu. Language" reprimanded Tsuna, his eyes locked on Mochida, "And Mochida-sempai...I suggest you watch your tone."
"Or what" mocked Mochida, his eyes daring Tsuna do prove himself true. Tsuna complied.
"This" answered Tsuna, "Mizuki-kun, Mochida-sempai was the one who was hitting on your little sister last week-"
"What, you bastard Mochida!-"
"-Akusa-san, Mochida was cheating on you last year when he was your boyfriend with Torii-san-"
"You two-face cheater!-"
"-Do I need to talk to Ayame-sempai too, Mochida-sempai?" asked Tsuna with a glare. Mochida quickly shooked his head, his face white.
"So..." drawled Tsuna, tapping his feet against the floor, "Explain."
Natsu looked out the floor, scuffling his feet, "He," Natsu pointed at Mochida,"Came and confessed to Kyoko-chan," Mochida twitched and glared, "Kyoko-chan refused, and he started bothering her. I tried to stop him. He got mad. Called me a couple names than bad mouthed you. I got mad and punched him. He punched back and we knocked over a few desks fighting. End of story."
Mochida snorted, "On the contrary. I was just trying to convince Kyoko-chan of the merits of being my girlfriend, until this guy," Mochida stabbed a thumb at Natsu,"Interrupted us, rather rudely might I add. And then-"
Suddenly, a killer intent entered the shivered and turned to the source, which was by the doorway. Upon sight, some of the people fainted. Hibari Kyoya stood in the doorway, his jacket floating in the wind demonically, his eyes flashing, and his hands holding his dreadful tonfas.
"For destroying the peace of Namimori, I will bite you herbivores to death" snared Hibari. But just as was about to attack, a familiar baby interrupted him. Leaping from the ceiling, Reborn, clad in a brown suit and without his fedora, he landed on Natsu's head with a thump.
"Ciaossu. I have a better idea, Hibari. How about a dual?"