It was quite possibly the cutest thing she had ever seen. The small yellow ball of fluff that was happily chirping away while fluttering around them.
"Aow, it's so cute." Tsuna cooed at the bird and as if on cue, the creature landed on her head.
A collective sigh of adoration from both Bianchi and Takeshi was heard as the bird wiggled around a bit before settling in Tsuna's caramel locks. It looked pleased in its new resting place.
Tsuna giggled.
Hayato threw a lit stick of dynamite at some weird old pervert who kept on yelling to get their attention.
They walked away from the explosion like some real mvp's.
"No you're not." Tsuna retorted quickly as the new stranger claimed to be Rokudo Mukuro.
The man made a face. "I am Rokudo Mukuro."
"No you're not."
"Yes I am."
"No you're not."
"Yes I am."
"No you're not."
"Yes I am." The man clicked his tongue in annoyance.
Tsuna stared blankly, "No you're not."
The man rolled his eyes and let down his guard. "I'm telling you that I'm Rokudo Mukuro!"
"And I'm telling you that you're not."
Reborn snorted in the background at the childish display. Tsuna shot him a smug look at having caught him snorting.
"If the Tenth says that you're not Rokudo Mukuro, then you're not Rokudo Mukuro!" Hayato yelled as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Ugh. Okay I'm not Rokudo Mukuro!" The man looked like he was about to throw a tantrum when he thrusted the chains of the weapon he was holding to the ground. A small dust cloud puffed up from where it hit the dirt.
"You happy now!" He exclaimed in annoyance.
Tsuna shrugged indifferently, "Eh."
The stranger threw his hands in the air much like Hayato had done before and promptly sank down onto the ground. "Stupid kids." He muttered as he held his head in his hands in a failing attempt to soothe his headache.
He didn't even blink when Tsuna handed him a couple of painkillers.
The way to the hideout was uneventful, until yet another teen came into their line of sight.
"Tsuna encounters a wild Megane-kun, what will she do?" Tsuna sarcastically muttered.
The new teen remained quiet, even as he materialized a yoyo in his hand and glared menacingly at them.
Takeshi chuckled, "Megane-kun wants to battle! What will Tsuna do? Will she fight, interact or flee?"
"Hmm," Tsuna hummed and tried her hardest to look like she was thinking it over, "I'll go with interact." And she stepped forwards.
"Hello, Megane-kun." She smiled. "Nice to meet you, I like your glasses."
Megane-kun frowned as if contemplating his following actions and his eyes flitted between Tsuna and the others before resting on the brunette again.
"Tsuna used 'confusion'," Takeshi softly commented from where he was standing next to Hayato. The bomber reluctantly chuckled and whispered, "It's super effective."
Reborn snorted again. Tsuna grinned.
"Can you do tricks with that yoyo? I've seen video once where a boy could do the most amazing things with a yoyo. You kinda look like him, was it you?" Tsuna tilted her head and smiled.
The teen, in turn, slowly shook his head.
"Megane-kun is still confused." Takeshi commented from the sidelines. He side stepped as the yoyo came flying towards him.
Hayato quickly reacted by throwing a mini bomb at the weapon and the yoyo flew back towards it's owner, knocking him in the head.
Takeshi tried to hold in his laughter. "Megane-kun hurt itself in it's confusion."
The yoyo wielding teen glared at them while rubbing the sore spot.
"Are you okay?" Tsuna instinctively asked as she already moved to get the first aid kit from her bag. "That must've hurt, I've got some painkillers if you want them."
She held out a bottle of water and a few pills while sporting a polite but radiating smile.
The teen glared back at Tsuna in obvious confusion but averted his eyes after a while. His shoulders sagged in defeat. He couldn't resist those whirling honey pools of sugar, spice and everything nice.
"There you go." Tsuna patted his head as she handed the items over. "Now you have a sort of potion against the pain."
Takeshi took a moment to look at the teen's face and chuckled when he saw the obvious blush yoyo wielder was trying to hide. "I know how you feel bro." He said before moving on.
Tsuna wasn't feeling particularly impressed with the overly dramatic entrance Rokudo Mukuro was making at the moment. She wasn't even sure she could call it dramatic nor an entrance. She had seen better, done better than this and technically they entered the room he was already in. It was more of an… Intrusion? On their part at least.
Mukuro was a tall, Italian teenager in a Japanese school uniform. His hair was a dark shade of blue with a long parted fringe, a thin ponytail and a hair tuft that stuck up in the back. All in all the unusual hairstyle reminded Tsuna of something else but she couldn't quite put her finger on what that particular thing was. She did think that he would have been better off just settling for one hairstyle instead of three. Although weirdly enough, he actually got away with it.
The lanky teen was still laughing, which sounded like an eery owl imitation, and talking about his master plan to overthrow the Vongola by controlling Tsuna's mind when they were suddenly and rudely interrupted by a severely pissed off Hibari Kyoya who strode into the room, fueled by a thirst for blood and revenge for his fallen comrades/slaves.
"Oya, what's this?" Mukuro reacted slyly, unaware of the danger he was currently in.
The demon of Namimori said nothing and immediately charged at his blue haired target, hitting dangerously close to Mukuro who in his turn barely seemed to be able to avoid the continuing attacks.
Watching from the sidelines, Tsuna took this opportunity to send a text while she and the others were observing the fight with interest.
Apparently, Mukuro was an illusionist and an expert at messing with ones mind. He could create images out of nothing which was a great feat, really. Except when fighting Hibari Kyoya.
"These feeble tricks won't fool me, I'll bite you to death." Hibari claimed as he rushed at his target with unadulterated bloodlust.
Mukuro frowned and his self assured smile faltered as he narrowly dodged death by tonfa.
"They're illusions. Illusions! A trick is something a quim does for money!" Mukuro irritably yelled while blocking another shiny tonfa with his also shiny trident.
"You should stop them Tsuna." Reborn commented.
She shot him a look. "Why? They look like they're having fun. Besides, this fight is totally justified since Mukuro was the one orchestrating the attacks on the disciplinary committee."
"As the future of Vongola it's your responsibility to undertake action when the situation gets dire." Reborn stated in a rehearsed tone.
"The situation is hardly dire. They'll tire each other out after a while and then, well, we'll see happens. As long as they don't-" Tsuna stopped mid sentence when an ear deafening crunching sound was heard. The source was the playstation which had found it's unfortunate fate in being accidentally crushed by a certain blue haired illusionist.
Suddenly the room dropped a significant amount in temperature and the air seemed almost static. Mukuro and Hibari abruptly stopped their unforgiven death match when they sensed that another danger, more powerful than the other, had appeared. Everyone froze in place, except for Gokudera and Yamamoto who, purely on instinct, shuffled a foot away from Tsuna.
Because Tsuna, in reaction to an unfortunate turn of events that involved her dear game console to be irreparable wrecked, was now surrounded by a dark crackling aura that only spelled death and certain doom. Her eyes were shadowed and her lips formed a thin line where she pressed them together. All eyes were on her as she moved across the room in an instant, the yellow bird that had occupied her hair all this time finally flew away as if seeking a relative safe distance from it's former comfortable spot.
In one swooping motion both Hibari and Mukuro found themselves flat on the cold, hard ground. Hands tied together with the cord of a playstation controller.
Tsuna slowly straightened and then she looked down upon the two older guys with electric orange eyes. Her voice was low and husky as she talked. "As punishment you two will try to get along even if it kills you. Break anymore of my stuff and you will find yourself in a different kind of hell you never knew was possible."
"Kufufu." Mukuro laughed. "I've already been to hell and back."
She gave him a death glare at which a recoiled. "Not to this one you haven't."
Fifteen minutes later they were all sitting in a neat circle on the faded Persian carpets, eating pizza and drinking fizzy drinks. With Gokudera on her right and Yamamoto on her left, she gleefully stuffed her face with the pizza slice in her hands. Reborn was lounging on the couch, staring intently at his student. Bianchi was hopelessly trying to feed him pizza.
Chikusa and Lancia ate in content silence while Ken and MM kept asking why Mukuro was tied to someone else and why no one would tell him what had happened.
Mukuro and Hibari completed the circle, both incredibly irritated and embarrassed but to proud to say anything about being tied up. Tsuna would occasionally pout at the sad sight of her game console that was beyond any help and then she would turn her gaze to them and offer them pizza with a smile.
The skylark and the illusionist both decided that it was better to just go along with it for now.