Proposal | 0027


It had been a while since Tsuna last witnessed bullying. Of course, all of the bullying he had witnessed was his own, but he didn't really want to go deep into details. Still, he was under the impression that people his age would have at least long outgrown physical bullying.

Which was why he was equal parts shocked and disgusted when he walked in on a scene of a bunch of idiots kicking a downed male with scarlet hair. It hit a little too close to home, and brought back memories of pain and hurt and fear. Memories that he would rather forget.

In a bout of anger, Tsuna decided to do something incredibly reckless. Loosening his grip on his bag, Tsuna threw it at the bullies with all his force. While he wasn't very strong, the bag had three thick textbooks' worth of weight in it, and easily knocked out one of the idiots in one hit.

"Get away from him!" Tsuna yelled, "Or I'll... I'll... I'll bite you!" Alright, so that was a rubbish threat, but he really couldn't think of anything else, though. Somehow, upon hearing the threat, the bullies paled dramatically and sprinted off. Huh. That was funny.

A groan brought Tsuna's attention back to the person lying on the ground. Well, he couldn't just leave him there, could he?


When Enma drifted back into consciousness, he identified himself to be in one of the dorm rooms. A dorm room that wasn't his own. He tensed up. Where was he? Who brought him here? What did they want? He tried to sit up and realised that his wounds had been patched up. Not very well, but someone actually took the time and effort to bandage him.

"Hello. Do you speak Japanese?" Enma blinked and turned to his side to see a petite brunette with large, innocent eyes smiling at him. Oh no. He's cute.

Conceal. Don't feel.

Enma nodded at the brunette's question and was treated to the sight of him breaking into a big, beautiful smile. "Ah, that's great!" he had switched to Japanese, "I was going to die if I had to speak any more English. I'm really rubbish at that language." He let out a sheepish laugh. "Oh, by the way, my name's Sawada Tsunayoshi. What's yours?"

"Enma Kozato. I mean, Kozato Enma," he stuttered out. Tsuna tilted his head to the side, still smiling slightly.

"Kozato-san, would you like to stay for dinner? I made too much for one person to eat and, besides, it's already seven." For some reason, Enma felt like he couldn't say no. It could be due to the pleading smile on his face, or it could be due to the strange glint in his eye. Either way, Enma stayed for dinner.


"So, Kozato-san, how's the food?" Alright, Enma was genuinely apprehensive of the look in Tsuna's eyes whenever he talked about the food he cooked. There was a strange, almost maniac gleam, and, sometimes, might even flash orange. Of course, it must have been a figment of Enma's imagination, but still.

"Um. Well. I think the food's really good," Enma told him. It was true; the food Tsuna cooked really couldn't be compared to anything he had ever eaten before, not even in those expensive restaurants his older cousin dragged him to. Of course, the quality wasn't very magnificent, but there was something there that the other dishes were lacking. "It's been a while since I've had home-cooked food."

"Hm? Why is that so?" Tsuna asked, doing that adorable little head tilt again. Enma tried to ignore it.

"Ah, my parents died a long time ago, so I moved in with my cousin. Both he and I can't cook, so yeah..."

Tsuna looked absolutely insulted.

"Well, if that's the case, I'll cook for you every day if I can!" Tsuna's eyes shone orange for a moment before he blinked and shrunk into himself, blushing a little. "I mean. If you're okay with it. I like cooking for other people," he continued, trying to justify himself. Enma was blushing as well as he stared down at his hands. If he wasn't wrong, wasn't this a sort of marriage proposal? He knew that it had something to do with cooking for the other person every day...

Well, Tsuna probably didn't mean it in that way but, as Enma stole a glance at Tsuna, he couldn't help but think that he wouldn't mind having Tsuna as his wife.


Height


"Kozato-kun, how do you eat so much junk food yet grow to be that tall?"

"What do you mean, Sawada-kun? We're the same height, if I'm not mistaken."

Tsuna brought out a cap and put it on his head. Enma stared, dumbfounded and speechless.

"You probably don't know this but my hair contributes to around ten centimetres of my height." He took the hat back off and the world was right again.

Enma was still at a lost for words.


Father


When Tsuna first got the news that he had gotten into Trinisette university, his mother was ecstatic. She hurried went to call his father to tell him about the good news. If you asked Tsuna, she was really just wasting her time. And sure enough, Nana wasn't able to contact Iemitsu. Tsuna was neither surprised nor disappointed, taking in the news with a totally emotionless, uncaring face.

A week later, when Iemitsu called to congratulate him, Tsuna didn't yell or shout. He merely took his father's words with polite thanks, but otherwise didn't say anything else as his father babbled a million words per minutes about his darling little son growing up and Iemitsu not being there to see it.

Tsuna didn't feel any bitterness about his words.

Perhaps Iemitsu had sensed something wrong because he paused in his word vomit, before hesitantly asking if Tsuna hated him for not being there with him. Tsuna was quiet for a moment as he pondered over his father's question, and finally came to an answer.

"I've never hated you."

At this, Iemitsu sighed in relief and continued talking. What Tsuna said was the truth, after all. Iemitsu could tell as much.

What he didn't know was that Tsuna had long stopped loving him. He didn't have any expectations, nor did he have any faith in his father. And that, in itself, is scarier than hate.


Author's note

take it just take it

there is an EXTREME lack of 0027 in the entire web. does anyone know any non sad ones?

The Japanese proposal is supposed to be the man asking "will you make miso soup for me every day?" It's probably not very widely used in today's context but eh.

ten centimetres is around 3.94 inches yo.

Reviews

Harmonic Bunny - I think it's addicting because Tsuna's cute and deserves all the love in the world. And yeah, the R27 and G27 parts are separate. Giotto wasn't in his HDW form. Someone told me he has light orange eyes out of HDW form so I'm just rolling with it. (insert smiley face here) The wiki says that too.

hikaru - i think i might have hibari in the next chapter but i'm not so sure. what i'm sure is that i want their first official meeting to include tsuna smacking hibari on the head with a slipper.