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Chapter 7: Hiroshi, The kendo master

Fire, burning. Warm, yet cold and cruel. Screams. Shouts. Crying. Why? Why did this seem so familiar? Burning. Slowly. Dying. What was dying? Warm hands wrapped around me, carrying me to safety. A face hidden by non-existent shadows. Why?


"Sasagawa Kyoko, please can you go out with me." This question was becoming a common reoccurrence in Kyoko's daily life. But when the person that asked you out is the kendo captain, Mochida Kensuke and behind him where several of his lackeys, fully armed, how could she refuse.

Before Kyoko could find a reasonable way to reject him, however, loud of shrieks were heard, making Kyoko turn around. The sight that saw her was something that she never wanted to see again. Ever.

"KYOKO! PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME!" Hearing that from one of her classmates when he was half naked and had a flaming forehead, Kyoko's first reaction was to scream. This seemed to snap Hiroshi out of whatever trance he was in.

"HIE! Kyo-kyo-Kyoko-chan!? Wha-HIEE! I'm half naked!" That was Hiroshi's queue to run around screaming like a lunatic. Unfortunately, for him, Mochida was in his way.

"How dare you talk so familiarly with MY girl. That is a sin itself. And you proposed to her in nothing but your boxers. For committing such a crime, I challenge you to a kendo fight." Hiroshi, who was still in panic mode, almost fainted. Luckily, he didn't. Unluckily, the fiasco attracted the one person that no one wanted to come across. Hibari Kyoya.

"Herbivores. You disobeyed the school rules. I'll bite you to death." Now, this really caused Hiroshi to faint. Such a faint-hearted soul he was.


"HIEEEEEE! I'M LATE." Without a second thought, Hiroshi dashed out of the infirmary and straight to his homeroom class, 3-B, taught by, yours truly, Nezu-sensei.

"Dame-Hiro! You are late! Get to your desk now!" Without trying to explain his tardiness, not that Nezu would care, Hiroshi made his way to his desk.

"As I was saying, before someone interrupted us," A few giggles popped around the class, "We will be having a new student with us today. Please welcome, Giglio-Nero Cielo." The mentioned person walked.

"Yo, my name is Cielo. It's nice to meet you."


Hiroshi really wasn't feeling the love. First, he confesses to his crush, in nothing but his boxers. Then, he is challenged by the Kendo king in a Kendo match. Then his supposed tutor, who was supposedly 18, was in his class.

For the entire lesson, he sat not daring to move. When the bell rung, he barely even noticed it.

"Oi. Baka-Hiro. Get off your butt. You have a kendo match to practice for." Inwardly, Hiroshi was starting to cry. This had to be the worst day of his life. He began to think of the good old days when life was simpler. That, however, was a mistake.

The next moment he was grovelling on the floor in pain, at the feet of his 'tutor'. More like torturer the way this was going.

"Baka-Hiro. I dislike repeating myself. Get up. Stop licking the floor. You have a Kendo match to practice for." With the movements of a sloth, Hiroshi picked himself up from the floor before getting dragged by Cielo to the roof.

The lair of Hibari Kyoya.

Realising this Hiroshi started to panic, the words, 'I'm dead' running through his mind. Cielo rolled her eyes at her idiotic 'students' behaviour.

"Hibari Kyoya nests on the opposite side of the roof. This side is completely fine." Hiroshi was then pushed out onto the roof, where he reluctantly ate his packed bento.

The silence between the two began to kill him. Cielo just watched him fidget with a smirk on her face. This did nothing but make him fidget more. Cielo rolled her eyes. This was going to be the hardest mission of her life.


The gym was completely packed with students, not that that was surprising considering the fact of how fast rumours spread in the room.

For the millionth time that day, Hiroshi just wanted to dig a hole and hid in it for eternity. The only thing preventing him from doing that was his mother. God, curse his luck.

In the corner of the room, Cielo silently sat, watching her student with a calculative eye, while munching on her strawberry shortcake. Gotta have a strawberry shortcake. Her frame blended into the shadows, the people in front of her not noticing her presence at all.

She watched as the rules were issued to the two and their armour and swords were passed on. When her student ran off to go the toilet, the only movement she made was moving her fork between the cake and her mouth. Definitely not the behaviour of a tutor.

She suddenly felt a dark aura appear behind her, but Cielo made no move of acknowledgement already knowing who it was.

"You aren't going to follow him?" Reborn asked, an eyebrow raised in question.

"No, I do not believe that I need to step in. I want to take this opportunity to see his capabilities as a person. Then I can decide what I need to do in tutoring him. Or I'll decide that he is a lost cause and return to maman (Aria)." Cielo responded in a monotone voice. In reality, she did not care about Iemitsu's son. She was doing this for the money and the fact that Reborn had requested it personally. There was just no contradicting Reborn.

After a few minutes of waiting, Hiroshi finally made his appearance known to that world. The smug look on his face was enough to make Cielo want to place her cake to the side and vomit. His legs were visibly shaking and Cielo swore she could see a stain on his trousers. Not that any of the students would notice it. The school pants were black after all. Cielo rolled her eyes at the pathetic look from her student. 'Not mafia boss material on any level. He doesn't even possess the characteristics of a sky.'

The rules were once again repeated and the fight started. The short, sugar-coated, nutshell version of it. Hiroshi. Was. Pathetic. In every shape way and form. Instead of facing his opponent he turned and ran around the ring in order to dodge incoming blows. It was like a game of children's tiggy. Absolutely pathetic. Once again, Cielo wondered how this was meant to be her student. Everything about him was pathetic.

Her attention swayed from the 'fight' and towards the future. This person was to be the boss of the Vongola. Iemitsu, his father, was the CEDEF leader. Vongola's external advisor. Cielo began to mentally connect the dots. The anonymous person that hired her to kill Nono's three sons. Tempesta's findings. The sudden need of a new successor for Vongola Boss. Hiroshi's pathetic nature. And finally, Iemitsu. Cielo knew she was missing many pieces. It would take a while to complete this puzzle. Hopefully, she could figure everything out before the looming ring battle that Cielo, thanks to the sky pacifier, knew would come.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when a cheer echoed through the hall. Hiroshi stood victoriously while Mochida was clutching his shoulder in pain. With the fight over, the hall began to empty and soon there was no one but Cielo and Reborn. Not that anyone noticed them.

"So, what was your deduction about your student?" Reborn asked, a smirk clearly visible. Cielo glared at him.

"The exact same deduction that you got, Papa." Reborn twitched at Cielo's title for him but continued to smirk.

"Considering the fact that he is Iemitsu's son, I don't find it surprising." He paused for a moment. "Wouldn't it make more sense if Gamma was papa?" Cielo smirked at the hidden comment but shook her head non-the less.

"Not necessarily. You are the one that saved me from my fate all those years ago. You were the one that gave me a second chance at life. The only reason I called you uncle when I was younger was that I wasn't aware of the term papa. Remember I had a very limited vocabulary back then. Now, what has this got anything to do with my student." Cielo began to pack up, the plate and fork that she had earlier, disappearing into thin air.

Sighing and not even bothering to argue with his stubborn as a mull student he followed her as they ventured back home, arriving way before Hiroshi.


"Okay, I need to know. What exactly is going on? Who are you, really? And why are you here?" As soon as Hiroshi had stormed through the doors of his house and up to his room, which Cielo and Reborn took as an invitation to follow him. As soon as they all sat down and the door was shut, Hiroshi immediately shot the gun.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa kid. One question at a time." Reborn was the one to talk before leaning on the wall and crossing his arms. Hiroshi huffed.

"Fine. First off, who are you, people?" Cielo scratched her chin in a thinking manner. She was really sure how to explain to a young person without scaring the crap out of him. For the first time, Reborn came to the rescue.

"We are home tutors." Hiroshi rolled his eyes.

"I know that. I'm asking like why and what are you trying to teach me." Reborn raised an eyebrow and the phrase that could have been phrased much better if the boy were a true boss.

"As I stated before, we are home tutors. Not just any home tutors, however. We come from the Vongola and we are teaching you to become a true mafia boss." Where Cielo sat on the floor a flash of conflict passed through her eyes, unnoticed by the two other occupants. Hiroshi seemed to be processing the words that Reborn had just said.

"Okay, okay...wait...what...HIEEEEE!" As the words seemed to settle into Hiroshi's thick skull it seemed like he was thrown back from his position by an invisible force. Cielo covered his mouth before he could continue shouting.

"Quite you imbecilic, do you want the entire neighbourhood to know?!" She exclaimed in a whisper before releasing him.

"But...but...a m-m-mafia boss!" Hiroshi began to show signs of hyperventilation so Cielo decided to whack him on the head.

"Baka-Hiro. You can take a nap after our explanation. You're the one that asked us these questions in the first place. Now be quiet and listen." The next few minutes continued as Reborn and Cielo their explanation while Hiroshi tried not to faint from information overload.

"So, if there are other candidate's other than me for the position of boss, why was I chosen." Cielo thought about this question for a bit.

"It's not like the higher-ups had a choice or not. All the other eligible candidates are dead." Hiroshi blinked in surprise.

"What do you mean?" Cielo sighed before pulling three photos from her pants pockets.

"Well the first, Nono's first son, Enrico, was killed in a gunfight." Cielo showed a gruesome picture of a bleeding body with multiple bullet wounds covering his body, "Than Nono's second son, Massimo, was drowned in a shallow lake, meaning that he was murdered. Finally, we have Federico, Nono's final son, whose cause of death was unknown, however, there was a pile of his bones left with his weapon next to the bones, signalling that Federico was in some sort of fight. All that leaves is you, the only blood relative to the Vongola Primo." Hiroshi furrowed his eyebrows before asking a very common question when it comes to murder.

"Who killed them?" For a moment Cielo frowned before she and Reborn made eye contact, seeming to come to a silent agreement.

"No one knows for sure, however, many believe that all three deaths are the responsibility of an assassin know as 'The Fallen Angel'."

"The Fallen Angel..." Hiroshi echoed wondering, "Who is that?" Cielo showed an expression of thinking and a moment of silence passed before there was an answer.

"No really knows about The Fallen Angel. Only that in the last couple of years they have been responsible for the collapse of many mafia families, many of which have been convicted of human experimentation and trafficking. The reason why they are called the fallen angel is that they have huge black wings along with wearing a mask to completely hide their features. There are rumours that the Fallen Angel is a victim of experimentation, however, none of these things about The Fallen Angel has been confirmed true. Goes to show how much trouble they go to concealing their identity." After that, the room was filled with silence as Hiroshi procced this new information.

"Now," Cielo exclaimed suddenly, clasping her hands together, "enough of those boring and depressing topics and check out that homework of yours!" Immediately a groan filled the room.

Unbeknownst to the three in the room, a figure stood in the doorway, completely hiding their presence while smiling.

"He's having so much fun...if only Tsunako was here to experience it with him..." They sad before walking silently back to the kitchen.


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