A/N: To everyone asking about what Tsuna is: I'm not saying :P

Beta'ed by WhiteAngel128

Edited: 10/18/15


Chapter 7

When Tsuna had finally thought it was a good time to get up, which was around noon, he decided to head out for lunch with Reborn for their little chat. It was much easier to have that elsewhere than home where Mom could easily overhear and the hitman went along with it, still avoiding items that seemed to move on their own. An hour or two before he left, Tsuna had told Nana to hang out with some of her friends and maybe head to the spa for the day to get some well-deserved relaxation. She was instantly happy at the thought of being with other females of her age group and immediately went along with the idea, never once caring that her son was at home instead of at school.

To Reborn, it looked more of a routine.

"Now, Tsuna, make sure you study for school. I don't want you to fall behind." Nana lectured as she locked the door behind her, Tsuna and Reborn up ahead at the entrance.

"Of course not. I'll pass all my classes with a B. No doubt about it."

Reborn interrupted that, settled on Tsuna's shoulder to get a better view of the mother and son interactions. That and he had noticed a decrease in the amount of attacks against him when he was right beside the brunet. "No, you will get an A in all your classes. If you don't, I'll shoot you."

"My, you two are getting along so well. Mama is soooo happy to see that. I'm so glad to have gotten you this tutor, I hope you two get along much better in the future," Nana was smiling brilliantly, chuckling at the way the two "children" were fighting, and clearly ignored the way they were staring back as if she was crazy. She reached into her wallet to pull out some bills, handing it over to the brunet. "Here, Tsuna, this should be enough for you and Reborn."

The brunet took hold of the money and stared, looking over the bills carefully then back up. "Mom, this is too much. You should take some back."

"Eh? Oh, it's okay. Spoil yourself silly." The woman just laughed wholeheartedly, unaware that Tsuna had sighed at her response.

He looked over the money again, quickly doing a calculation in his mind before nodding to himself. "I'll pick up dinner with this, that way you don't have to cook tonight. Any requests?"

Nana hummed to herself before clapping her hands. "How about sushi from Takesushi? Their stuff is always so good."

"Sure. Well, see you tonight, Mom."

"Goodbye, Maman." Reborn tilted his fedora, still resting comfortably on the brunet's shoulder, holding on just right as they began to separate. Nana went towards the left while Tsuna and Reborn went to the right where the shopping district was at. It was mostly silence between the two, though they did gain a few glances here and there from the adults, mainly because they were questioning why a middle school student wasn't in school. Others ignored it, seeing this as a regular occurrence, and went back to their own businesses.

As they stepped into the shopping district, Tsuna immediately went towards a café in the back, somewhat hidden away from public, yet had a warm feeling surrounding it. Reborn looked over the area carefully and nodded to himself. From the scent radiating and the look of the machines within, this was a good place in terms of coffee quality. Tsuna stepped inside without any hesitation, most likely familiar with the place, and looked around for a moment before taking a seat close to a window. Still, it was far away from anyone else, away from wandering ears and eyes. Reborn hadn't noticed before, but there was another book in Tsuna's hand, different from the last one, and by the placement of bookmark inside, it had only just been started.

Immediately, a waitress stepped over and took one look at the brunet before sighing. "Sawada, shouldn't you be in school? It's not right to skip," She then looked at the baby on the other side of the table and blinked, moving closer. The waitress momentarily cooed over the cuteness, holding the menus closer to her body, and looked quite tempted to try and hug the so-called baby. "Awww, and who is this? Your brother? He's so cute!"

"I'm allowed to skip when I'm passing all my classes and no, he's not my brother. He's apparently my tutor." Tsuna replied without skipping a beat, opening his book up to where he had last bookmarked it.

The waitress tilted her head in confusion before beaming. "Tutor? Aw, are you roleplaying with him? That's so sweet. Well, do you want your usual?"

"Yeah, the usual. He has his own order to make."

"Alright then, and you?" She turned to Reborn next, holding up the pen, ready to write down whatever was spoken.

"A cup of coffee."

The waitress blinked her eyes and smiled gently. "Ah, little one, don't you think you're too young to have coffee? Perhaps some milk instead? I'll even warm it up for you."

"I'm not that young," Reborn didn't blink an eye, used to people not believing his age. It got annoying at times though, but he couldn't lash out, normal people had every reason to act this way around him. "I would like a cup of coffee."

Tsuna decided to intervene before the waitress did something stupid, peeking up from his book. "Just give him coffee and anything else he wants. It's best not to question him, just do it."

"A-Ah, sure." With that, the waitress ran off, getting the order sent out.

Tsuna went back to reading, flipping a page to get to the next one, his mind concentrating on the words carefully as he read the story within. It was quiet for a few moments, listening and watching the people who entered and left the café. Some conversations were easy to pick up on while others were more hushed, whispering among each other like they were sharing a secret. Finally, he spoke up, "So, what do you want to know?"

Reborn was studying his student carefully, looking over the upright form to the dull expression he held. "Are you Sawada Tsunayoshi?"

"Of course."

"Your abilities, those aren't normal abilities I've seen before. Explain."

With that, the brunet peered up, closing his book, and placed it onto the table with care. "I guess I can be kind enough to say something on that. I won't say everything, but I'll share some of my secrets. I can use magic, in a sense, from spells of inducing bad luck to curses and anything else along those lines," Reborn blinked, rubbing his hand under his chin. He was thinking upon those words. If what Tsuna said was true then… Tsuna smirked, continuing, "You're probably already figuring it out. Yes, I placed a bad luck spell on you, which would explain the unusual events that keep occurring, but yours is really light. If I wanted to kill you, you would have already died long ago. After all, you can't always escape a car going out of control towards you while crossing the crosswalk or unluckily falling off that cliff because the ground underneath you crumbled or that railing on a building collapsing under your weight. Some things are just…pure bad luck."

Reborn suppressed the shiver that ran down his spine, those events were things that would be considered normal and unpreventable. He may be a powerful hitman, but he couldn't escape from something like that. After all, luck was a strong indicator in the mafia world. If one was unlucky, death was what awaited them in the end. Skills could only go so far in certain situations. "Then the rumor about you placing curses on your fellow classmates is true," He got a nod in return and the hitman almost sneered. This was really going to be a dangerous and troublesome student, his defenses would need to be up at all times to be ready for literally anything. He was already treading on eggshells and it wouldn't take much for Tsuna to up the level of his spells. "What about the alarm clock this morning? You smashed it without touching it."

"Also magic, but it's more along manipulation and before you ask, yes, it applies to human bodies as well. I can also do those types of magic you see in the movies, too like summoning fire into my hands or conjuring up entities. They aren't hard to produce. Anymore questions?"

Reborn hummed to himself softly, going over the information within his head. The incidents from yesterday, the twisting of the female assassin, and other things, were starting to make more sense on how they occurred. "How long have you known?" He got a raised eyebrow at that, one that showed confusion. "About Iemitsu? About Vongola?"

"From when I was six, I was kidnapped on the way home right after school. Luckily, I already knew about my abilities and escaped, but I managed to hear them talking around me in the car. I connected the dots pretty quickly that Iemitsu is connected to Vongola as the boss of the CEDEF after some research," Tsuna peered out the window to watch the world go by before turning back, throwing the lies around with ease. He had known about Vongola and Iemitsu long before he had taken possession of this body. "Soon after, more people came, wanting to kill off Iemitsu's spawn before he grew up. Apparently, that idiot of a man can't even keep his mouth shut about his family and keeps endangering us repeatedly. Anyway, as I grew older, I got into torture in order to get the information I wanted since it was obvious I wouldn't be able to get everything just through the computers." Tsuna spoke without skipping a beat, speaking in that monotone he was used to. "After I got what I needed, I killed anyone who dared tried to harm Mom without any hesitation."

The brunet cut himself off as the waitress came back with their orders, placing down a cup of hot tea and a small sandwich on his side and the requested cup of coffee for Reborn. She soon excused herself and went to wait on some other tables that had been occupied since not too long ago. Slowly, Reborn took a sip of the coffee and instantly decided that it was decent, not the best, but not bad either. That was acceptable for now. However, during the conversation he noticed something odd, Tsuna had never once called Iemitsu 'Dad' and instead, stated him like he was a stranger. "You don't like your father, do you?"

"No. How can I call someone my father when he's never here? Regardless of his work overseas, it's obvious he doesn't care enough to call or visit. After all, that idiot could easily come back here during the holidays or odd days considering his job, but no, he doesn't do any of that," Tsuna lifted up his sandwich, taking a small bite as if testing it, before going for a bigger one. "You know you can order something to eat."

"Later, continue."

The brunet raised an eyebrow at that, shrugged his shoulders. "Plus, Iemitsu and I never got along, his last visit proved that. He wasn't very pleased when I was around the house since I made no hesitation in voicing my disgust of him when Mom couldn't hear me. During that one week he was at home, all he did was laze around in his underwear, eat and drink all day long. That does not leave a very good impression on one's son. And those postcards are ridiculous, his last one being about doing construction in the North Pole. He should be doing better things than blabbing to enemies where his family is located," Reborn couldn't help but curse the living daylights out of Iemitsu. He had always known the blonde was an idiot, but this was a little much. Tsuna snorted, taking another bite of his sandwich to calm his growing temper, and spoke only after he swallowed properly. "Anyway, I doubt he was all that happy that I was chosen to become Vongola Decimo in the first place."

Now this made Reborn raise an eyebrow at that, he hadn't thought the hatred between father and son would be this great. "What do you mean?"

"If I were to become Vongola Decimo, I would be his superior. That means my hatred towards him would transfer over. He wouldn't want to listen to me and the same could be said for me as well." Tsuna took a long sip of his hot tea, enjoying the warmth it sent through his body, feeling it slide down his throat nicely.

Reborn didn't reply, taking in the information carefully as he placed the edge of the cup against his lips. Looks like there was more to investigate on his student's family matters than he had originally thought. Still, despite all the setbacks and the obvious danger to his life, he was interested. How would his relationship with Tsuna become over the course of their training and living together? And how much would he find out about the other? There were more things that were kept secret from him and he had a feeling that it was something big. However, at this current point of time, he couldn't place his finger on it. He really couldn't.

Well, for now, he should order something to eat. He was starting to get hungry and Tsuna did say he would pay after all.


For the rest of the day, Tsuna and Reborn spent the entire time wandering around the city like a normal pair, looking at various things, and the brunet even picked up a few requests from the baby, like the coffee beans. Though they weren't happy with each other, they both knew better than to make a scene out in public. Even with all the shopping, Tsuna made sure to keep enough money on hand for dinner and as they stepped into Takesushi, their eyes trailed to the front where a taller man was standing, professionally making sushi rapidly for the customers who were settled around the tables.

Tsuna immediately stepped forward, heading to the counter, and tapped the glass where the ingredients were to get the man's attention. The person looked up curiously and blinked when he settled on his new customers. He saw Tsuna right away and gave a brilliant grin, placing his knife down for a moment to cut through the fish before him.

"Hey there, Tsuna! Long time no see! Here for some sushi?" The older man started pressing the ingredients into the rice and dried seaweed carefully before rolling it up all together as one.

"Hello, Yamamoto. And yes, I am. Can I get the usual for my mom and me? And whatever Reborn here wants to eat." The brunet motioned to the Arcobaleno next to him and noticed right away when the older man suddenly peered up, looking a little pale. The sushi master wasn't able to hide his surprised expression when he looked directly at Reborn, the shift in emotion was too obvious, and the knife came down over the next batch of ingredients a little harder than necessary. Both noticed it right away, Tsuna letting out a sigh and shrugged his shoulders the moment the baby jumped down onto the counter.

"Sure, no problem, Tsuna. And stop calling me Yamamoto, it's Tsuyoshi. You make me sound so old. I've known you since you were eight. Anyway, how's your mother doing these days?" Tsuyoshi obviously was nervous and tried to keep calm, but having the number one hitman in the world right before him in his very presence was unnerving. Regardless, he prepared the order as asked.

"Fine, she went out with some friends earlier today with a push from me. She'll probably head to the spa afterwards by herself or with her friends," Tsuna spoke, peering between the two carefully. "Well, apparently I now have a new guest staying with me so there's now one more mouth to feed."

"Well then, how do you do? Reborn, yes?"

"Fine, just here for a job. I'm tutoring Tsuna here." Though Reborn didn't show it, he knew an assassin's presence when he felt it and he recognized those features easily from a profile on Vongola's database. He narrowed his eyes momentarily, trying to consider if this person would be a threat, and when he found nothing, turned to the side.

This movement also let the other know he wasn't here for him. Though, the hitman couldn't help but notice the much lighter tone of Tsuna's voice when speaking to the older man. He didn't like it. At his gesture, there was a slight relaxing on Tsuyoshi's shoulders and the sushi master continued to work, fixing Reborn's order once he received it.

"Eh? Look, it's Cursed-Tsuna…" A whisper broke out among a table at the far left of the building and Reborn perked up slightly at that, peering over curiously. It was a bunch of Namamori students sitting together as a group, the uniforms easily identifying them, and was leaning over the table to talk low-key, but everyone heard regardless. Tsuna didn't bother turning around, simply waiting for his orders to be finished so he could leave.

"What's he doing here?"

"You don't think he's mad at us or something?"

"Shut up, just stay away from the freak."

"Yeah, we should hurry up and leave soon before he puts a curse on us."

Reborn snorted and turned to the brunet, who obviously didn't have a flicker of care in his eyes. "Aren't you going to do something? They're saying terrible things about you."

"Can't. Not without breaking one of Yamamoto's tables. I doubt he would be happy if I did that," Tsuna muttered under his breath, low enough so that only the two of them could hear, and took out the money to pay for the food that was wrapped up nicely and professionally as always. "Thank you…Tsuyoshi."

At hearing his name, the older man beamed brightly as if proud about something. "No problem, come back soon, you hear? By the way, you shouldn't let those rumors get to you, kid. You're not that bad of a person, you should go and correct those terrible wrongs." Tsuyoshi smiled widely, starting on the next batch of sushi as the order came in. He was cutting and chopping away at the required fish, making precise movements with the blade to get everything just right. It looked like a lot of effort, but it was because of that that the food tasted so great.

Tsuna shrugged his shoulders, obvious to show that he truly didn't care. "It's fine. Let them say what they want. I have more important things to do than to mind what people say about me."

"If you say so. Well, see you later, Tsuna, Reborn. Let your mom know I said hi. Hopefully, one day you'll be here when my son is, he's at baseball practice like usual. I'd like you two to meet each other. I think it'll be good for the both of you."

The brunet nodded his head slowly and made his way out, carrying the food in one hand while the other held his book and groceries. He felt Reborn hopping back onto his shoulder, grabbing hold of some of his hair. Tsuna momentarily stopped at the group of school teenagers, staring them down, watching in amusement as they shivered and flinch at his stare. Smirking, he left Takesushi, knowing that he'd better head back before the sushi got spoiled.