I hope your would like this chapter~! Now Im left with Mukuro &Chrome, they are coming up soon.
Beta'd by cLaRiShA
07 – Of Shows, Secretaries and Cow
There is a particular mansion, situated at the outskirt of Sicily, Italy, which is occupied by a group of men whom are well known as the Varia. These elite groups of people are the independent assassination team of the famous mafia family, Vongola.
The Varia is composed of genius assassins who work in the deepest recesses of the Mafia. Each member takes on missions that are said to be impossible to accomplish by humans; however, they do not accept a mission unless they believe there is a 90% chance of success. Those that see them work often say that their high-level assassination skills are demonic.
Currently, this mansion is surprisingly quiet, the vital members busy with their own things as they just arrived back home after a tiring mission given by Vongola Nono.
In one of the rooms, a messy raven haired man sat on a red cushioned chair, which resembles a throne fit for royalty. Wearing a button up shirt with an open trench coat draped over his shoulders, the most noticeable detail about his outfit would be the handful of feathers attached to a raccoon tail wrapped around his nape, dangling over his shoulder. He folded his arms and leaned into the soft cushion with his eyes closed, content with his current position.
A man with long silvery hair is in another room, busy polishing his previously bloodied sword from his previous massacre. Bits of dried blood can be seen both on his attire and on blade, which he scrubbed on furiously, determined in getting the stubborn stains off.
The flamboyant man in a room not far from the swordsman has his Varia trench coat unbuttoned, loosely hanging on him. The pair of dark sunglasses adds to his character along with the knee plate strapped onto his left knee. He is currently fiddling with his hair and a tube of colored dye in the bathroom, cooing and smiling at his reflection in the large mirror situated inside the said room.
The other occupant down the hallway is a man with extreme, if not undying, loyalty to the Varia boss, his black hair spiking upwards with a couple of rings adorning his left eyebrow with one attached to a chain connecting to a ring on the corner of his lip. He is sitting on the chair before the window with a pair of binoculars to… Let us just ignore him, shall we? If you know him, you'll know what he does to spy- errr... ensure the well-being of his boss.
There are three more core members of Varia, with two in Japan and another missing in action.
A few hours passed with this unusual quiet and peaceful aura lingering around the mansion. However, that tranquility was not able to last long as it was shattered mercilessly by the longhaired man's usual yell due to a video call from Japan.
"VOOOOOIIIIIII! What did you say?" Squalo waved his sword doubling as his arm furiously at the screen, a frustrated look clear on his face as he stared at the black cloaked baby.
"Yare yare. Squalo, have you finally gone deaf after hearing your own shouting? Or is it perhaps because of the excessive amount of objects thrown your way by the boss? As you didn't hear me he first time, I'll repeat it. Tell boss to come here, I have something that will interest him greatly."
Squalo opened his mouth to retort on the insult aimed at his persona, but was interrupted.
"What is it, trash." said Xanxus, leaning on the door frame that leads to the hall, red orbs aimed towards the screen and an irritated look plastered on his face.
"It's a video about Tsunayoshi." Mammon replied with his normal monotone voice, not affected by the gaze that was currently directed at him.
"Show me." Xanxus demanded; the mention of the mousy haired girl had perked his interest.
"It will cost you. I expect the payment on my bank account tomorrow morning." Mammon uttered before the screen turned fuzzy. Lussuria and Levi both entered the room upon hearing the earlier commotion caused by Squalo
Gradually, the screen became clear; a mess of brown hair was at the middle of the screen. Upon closer inspection, it is a sleeping Tsuna slumped on his desk.
"Ara, its Tsu-chan~" The multi-color haired man exclaimed cheerfully. "Mou, she is sleeping in class again." He pouted slightly.
The screen became fuzzy again, the actions on the screen speeding up. The four Varia members tensed up slightly as they noticed a blonde, apparently the teacher, in front of the class fling a sharp projectile at the sleeping girl.
The video paused before continuing at its normal speed. The cute brunette was then seen bursting through the door on the roof with a calm expression, blocking the attacks directed at her with ease, which gave the Varia members a sense of achievement; they were the ones who taught and trained the brunette after all.
Then a chain of action only seen in battle followed it all, where it was revealed that the supposed teacher is Belphegor.
Xanxus' eyes narrowed at that. So instead of staying at the mansion, the two had escaped to Japan to visit Tsunayoshi.
The video was in a fast forward mode once again, movements on the screen became a blur, an unfamiliar face with dynamites appearing in the video and explosions adding into the mix of chaos.
It was just a few more moments before the video finally came to a stop. Reaction throughout the room was simultaneous.
Wide eyes stared in disbelief before it turned into a glare shot venomously at the paused screen. If a person would look at it closely, the screen is close to breaking and cracking under the intense killing intent exhibited by everyone in the room.
"VOOOOOOOOOIIIIII! What the fuck is this?"
"Ara~ perhaps it is Tsu-chan's first kiss?"
"Belphegor has gone too far. Boss, what do you want me to do?"
The scars adorning Xanxus' face were broadening, which shows how angry he is. He may not be vocal about it, but it is sure that Belphegor would not get out of what he is going to do to him unscathed.
Time Skip!~
*BANG*
*CRASH*
*BOOM*
Now that is how the Varia mansion should sound like. *Cough*
It seems that the Varia group is complete, as the other three members have returned from their previous location. The mansion was in a buzz of activity, more so than normal. It was just days ago that the four Varia members received a show from Mammon, and their anger towards a prince had not yet subsided, which resulted to more violence exhibited by the others that have stayed in Italy.
Within a few days of waiting for the return of three of the best assassins in the group, most of Varia's subordinates had suffered their superiors' wrath; mainly caused by the Varia boss and their strategy captain.
If one were to stand before the mansion, one would see a flash of light blond hair here and there, with a hundred percent chance of punches, bolts of electricity, bullets, or fireballs following the person running away from them.
Two people stood by the sidelines as they watched the whole scene playing out before them. The one standing had green hair covered by a large black frog hat, while the other, a baby, was sitting comfortably on the hat of the former.
Fran, the person with green hair leaned against the wall with a blank expression on his face. One of his hands holds a wooden signboard, with "Kill Bel-sempai Day" emblazoned brightly in the center of the board, and a "For violating Tsu-chan" written in small prints below it. The baby on top of his head was holding a laptop that controls the hidden cameras within the mansion. The cameras were recording everything that is happening, to Bel's dismay, and streaming it live to a girl across the globe.
Though the two illusionists are nothing alike in terms of their character aside from their monotonous voices, they have one thing in common, which is to stay out of chaos. They both prefer to watch the chaos unfold than to be caught up in it.
The brunet sat on her bed, eyes fixated on her computer screen. It was definitely a relaxing day for her. Reborn is not in sight, no suspicious people stalking her. No crazy infant that hits her with a mallet, and no black suited assassins attempting to kill her. It's one of the rare peaceful days for the teen.
Reborn had came back an hour after Belphegor and Mammon had gone, but the baby left once again in a hurry after checking that his student is still fine, telling her that he'll be away for a few days. Tsuna almost jumped in joy, with almost being the keyword, but refrained herself from doing so, she didn't want to get shot after all. Who knew what Reborn would do if she voiced out her thoughts about him leaving her alone.
Tsuna rested her back on the wall, cocking an eyebrow at her laptop. The brunette winced slightly as a sudden yell reached her ear, obviously Squalo's. Her computer screen was fuzzy for a moment before the screen cleared, showing Mammon sitting comfortably on a green haired teen's overly large frog hat.
The Varia seemed to have suddenly taken in another mist user as one of their vital members. Tsuna definitely will not miss such information, but the new member worries her a little; any information she had on him were going around in circles, it doesn't really explain anything about him, thus making him a slightly suspicious character in Tsuna's eyes.
Though she does not know much about the teen, she can confirm one thing; he is sarcastic and definitely as sadistic as the rest of the Varia.
"Sawada-sempai, nice to meet you. I am Fran, the newest member of Varia, reporting live from the Varia mansion. Anyways, enjoy the show."
Tsuna was reminded of the fact that today would be Bel and Mammon's arrival in Italy, the Varia mansion by default. And Mammon had promised her a good show by the time they step foot in the mansion.
*BOMB*
Ah, yes, that cloud of smoke from the mansion she saw in the screen has definitely given her a good explanation on what show she would be watching. Tsuna is now hoping that the rest of them would not be so hard on Bel, though he deserved it.
To Tsuna, it is quite amusing to see Belphegor being chased all around the mansion by angry Mafioso, bolts of lightning, irritated swordsman, bullets, and… You get the idea.
Screams, shouts and explosions surround the once beautiful and intact mansion, causing the building to fall apart. Fran and Mammon stayed out of the way, watching the whole ordeal and creating illusions to make sure that the hidden cameras in the mansion were not destroyed in the fight.
Occasionally, Bel would pass by the two mist users while escaping or running for his life as what he prefers to call it. Fran did not hesitate on taking this opportunity to throw in a few sarcastic remarks, which earned him a couple of knives flung at his direction.
"Bel-sempai! Say cheese. Sawada-sempai is watching on the other side."
Tsuna burst out laughing at Bel's annoyed face. This just made her day better.
Time Skip
"Good Morning Jyuudaime!"
Tsuna heaved a sigh of relief at the sight of the bomber. He seems to have recovered from the injuries he attained three days ago both physically and mentally.
After witnessing the kiss [if it was even considered a kiss] between Belphegor and his beloved Jyuudaime, Gokudera had lost it. Throwing his bombs recklessly, determined to toast the self proclaimed prince with his bombs.
Amidst all of those, Tsuna managed to keep herself away from harm, dodging knives, wires and bombs. She does not want a certain baby hitman to question her about her wounds later. That would be troublesome.
The fight had took a turn for the worst when Gokudera manage to land a hit on Belphegor, and seeing his own royal blood flowing out of his wound, something in Bel snapped and that was when Tsuna was left with no choice but to step in.
When everything ended, both sides were in poor condition. Tsuna had to chase Bel and Mammon to her house before they cause more damage and then proceeded patch up Gokudera.
Since it was pretty much Tsuna's fault, she had taken the liberty to treat Gokudera's wounds and supported him to the infirmary, all classes in session forgotten. Yamamoto then showed up after school looking worried, suggesting that he would send Gokudera home.
The brunette was glad that the incident happened on a Friday, giving the bomber time to rest in the weekends.
"Good morning, Gokudera-kun. Are you okay now?"
"Hai! All thanks to Jyuudaime."
Yamamoto had gone to school early for his baseball training, thus the two of them headed to school. It was pleasant for a moment before the air between the two of them turned tense. Tsuna could see Gokudera's hand clenching into a fist.
"Gokudera, if you have questions, you can just ask, I wont mind." Tsuna spoke in a soft tone, knowing that she owes him some explanations.
The silver haired bomber was caught off guard at the question. His eyes watered, touched that his Jyuudaime cared so much about him.
"Jyuudaime… I am really unworthy of being your right hand man; I can't even protect you from that knife bastard." Gokudera collapsed onto the floor, bowing deeply to apologies, clearly ashamed of himself.
Tsuna expected the reaction and the amount of question bombarded by Gokudera. It took the entire time they were walking to explain to Gokudera what he needed to understand, trying not to give so much information at the same time.
The school was finally in view, Tsuna shivered slightly as she felt a cold glare directed at her. 'Shit' she inwardly cursed. She should have expected that this might happen, but she managed to dodge and escape being questioned during the weekends, hoping that time would make the former forget about it, but it seems that luck was not with her. Her intuition is acting up. Tsuna shifted her gaze to the source of the glare, her eyebrow twitched and she picked up her pace.
Gokudera did the same as Tsuna, noticing the air around them becoming heavy and tense. He placed his left hand in his pocket, ready to throw his dynamites and himself before the soon-to-be boss to shield her from any harm. Nevertheless, the attack never came but the glare seemed to follow them until they arrived at their classroom.
Time Skip~!
The brunette was stressed throughout classes for the entire morning and her restlessness did not escape unnoticed.
The way Tsuna started acting the moment she set foot in school campus had caused suspicion within Gokudera to rise. Yamamoto too noticed the change in Tsuna as she greeted him half-heartedly, seemingly deep in thought.
Gokudera and Yamamoto are clearly concerned for the brunette who is currently in distress. When they voiced out their concern, Tsuna would brush it aside with a smile saying it's nothing. It was obvious that Tsuna was lying evident by the hesitant smile on her face, which made the both of them worry more about their friend.
The brunette was panicking inside, trying to find excuses, wondering what reasons she should give to prevent the on coming fight.
'It was an accident? No, that's rubbish. It was just your imagination? Yarh, right.' Tsuna groaned; at the rate she is going, she would never get away from it without getting herself into a fight. She banged her head onto the table, looking out at the azure sky, the teacher's lecture far from her mind.
Finally the bell rung, stating the end of the period. Tsuna sighed, it seems that staying in the classroom only made her more irritated. After making sure that Gokudera and Yamamoto would not follow her, she headed off to the roof as quickly as possible before the teacher comes to class.
Leaning against the wall, the brunette sighed in contentment. The weather is great, cooling yet warm, a great day for a nap. Such surrounding only made Tsuna lethargic. Her eyelids drooped, forgetting her current dilemma that got her in this predicament.
An object whizzed pass her ear and embedded on to the wall, missing her head by an inch.
Tsuna's eyes widen in surprise, the peacefulness that lingered was truncated and her sleep was once again thrown aside. She jumped up and away from her position just in time before another object was hurled at her. She face palmed, how could she let her guard down? It seems that she ended up finding the person whom she avoided for the past few days.
Tsuna realized that it is impossible to escape from this. Shaking her head, Tsuna bent down, picked up the twin tonfas from the floor (and wall), and throws it carelessly towards its owner, who caught it with ease.
Taking out her own weapon, Tsuna stood in a defensive stance, cursing her luck.
"For disrupting the peace and waking me from my nap, I'll bite you to death."
Tsuna cocked one of her eyebrow upwards, nonchalant towards the threat thrown at her. After hearing way too many threats; no threats are going to work…Well, maybe Reborn's.
"Only if you can." Tsuna taunted, and the other charged towards her.
Two figures sat on the couch in the reception room, facing each other. The fight ended quite some time ago when the bell rang, signaling the end to a period. The two appeared to be unscathed.
Though it is no evident in his expression, the Namimori's Disciplinary Committee Head is getting annoyed. The fact that he was unable to bite the other to death led to him changing his mind to throw a punishment to the brunette instead.
"Omnivore, as punishment you are to join the Disciplinary Committee as the secretary." Hibari deadpanned.
"What? Why? What did I even do?" Tsuna exclaimed in exasperation, the offer completely unexpected.
"You allowed those herbivores to trespass into Namimori-chuu."
"You can't blame me, Bel-nii and Viper-nii came here on their own accord and there isn't any damage done to the school." The brunet pouted slightly, why is she the one punished for their faults?
"Hn, no excuses."
"But who in their right mind would join a committee or club when the semester, moreover the school year is going to end?" Tsuna tried to reason with the stubborn teen.
"Then you shall be the first, Sawada Tsunayoshi." The raven-haired teen stated plainly, not giving Tsuna the chance to escape from her deserved punishment, according to him anyway.
"But then other clubs would protest!"
"Hn, I'd just bite them to death."
"Stupid Kyoya." Tsuna mumbled as she sighed dejectedly; there is no escape from this already. But then, looking on the bright side, she gets to skip classes.
"Sawada Tsunayoshi, I expect you to report to the reception room first thing in the morning with your new school attire, starting next week."
"Yes, yes." Tsuna stood from her position and walked towards the door. Just before she leaves, she turned to the prefect, grinning.
"Ne, Kyoya, you seem to fail at 'biting me to death' again."
Tsuna closed the door as fast as possible, avoiding a flying tonfa aimed at her head. Seeing that lunch break had just begun, the brunette headed back to class to look for Gokudera and Yamamoto.
Time Skip~!
"GOOD MORNING TO THE EXTREME!"
Tsuna turned to see the enthusiastic boxer, Sasagawa Ryohei. The brunette blinked, surprised that he called them; he would usually run past Gokudera, Yamamoto and herself everyday for his normal morning jog, unless he was with his sister.
"Good morning Sempai." Yamamoto greeted the boxed cheerfully.
"Che!"
"Ah, Ryohei-san, good morning." Tsuna gave him a smile as she greeted him.
"SAWADA! DON'T BE SHY! CALL ME ONI-SAN!" came the vigorous reply.
The brunette tilted her head to the side with a confused look, but complied with his request with a simple nod and a muttered "Onii-san."
"You helped Kyoko get away form Mochida and you are an extreme girl! I LIKE YOU TO THE EXTREME!" Realization dawned on Tsuna, so it's about that incident, but an… extreme girl? What was that?
"LAWN HEAD! WHO ARE YOU TO LIKE JYUUDAIME!"
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING LAWN HEAD?"
"OF COURSE IT'S YOU LAWN HEAD!"
"THAT IS RUDE TO THE EXTREME! TAKO HEAD"
"I AM NOT A TAKO HEAD, YOU STUPID LAWN HEAD."
"THEN DON'T CALL ME LAWN HEAD, TAKO HEAD"
"YOU #%&%*#*!"
Yamamoto leaned down and placed his arm across Tsuna's shoulder as he looks at the scene before him with the brunette.
"Ahahaha, Gokudera and sempai get along pretty well, don't they, Tsuna?"
Tsuna felt her eyebrow twitch at the dark haired teen's statement; she let out a dry laugh. Got along well… Right... And pigs are now flying. The girl sighed and gave a shrug, looking at the two in front of her, waiting for their bickering to end. A warm feeling rise in her heart, they might be annoying, but she can't help but to smile.
Time Skip
"Ciaossu Dame-Tsuna. It seems you survived while I was gone."
"Oh hi Reborn." Came the reply from Tsuna.
"You sound disappointed." The infant stated with a smirk.
"Of course I am I thought you'll stay wherever you went or gotten yourself adopted, guess not. After thinking about it, who would want to adopt such a violent baby." Tsuna exclaimed as she sighed. First it was Hibari, now Reborn was back; it seems that her luck had faded and is of non existence already.
Reborn seemed annoyed at her statement and landed a harsh kick on her poor head without mercy, causing Tsuna to just wince and groan in pain.
"Tsuna."
"Hm?" Lifting her head up from her computer screen, she looks at the baby who sat on her table, drinking what seems to be espresso.
"Who was the one that attacked you at school before I left?"
"Hm, no one."
"Don't lie, Dame-Tsuna."
"I didn't say that I was attacked, you did."
"You are not telling the truth." Reborn cocked his gun at Tsuna in a threatening manner.
"It's just like I told you one plus one is two, but you insist that it is three, what can I do." Tsuna retorted as she returned her gaze back to her computer, resuming whatever task she was doing. There was something off with Reborn since he came back and her intuition was acting up too, but she could not place her thoughts on it.
"When I find out that you are lying…" Reborn left that sentence hanging; Tsuna could almost see and feel the promised pain if he actually found out.
Taking a peek at the baby, she found him now sitting by the windowsill, back to sip at the bitter liquid he seem so fond of.
"Dame-Tsuna, you need to start gathering your guardians."
Tsuna look at him tiredly," I'm quite sure that you already have some people in mind."
Reborn tilted his fedora to shade his eyes and a smirk graced his lips, "Who do you think I am, of course I have. Gokudera will be the storm guardian, Yamamoto will be the rain guardian, Ryohei will be the sun guardian and you will meet your thunder guardian soon. As for your cloud and mist guardian, you are going to find them yourself."
"In other words you can't find them?" Tsuna tilted her head to the right, just in time to avoid the bullet shot at her.
"You are getting lazy huh? Guess the training is not harsh enough for you."
"Not harsh enough-? It can already be counted as child abuse!"
"A mafia boss should experience everything."
Tsuna shook her head, knowing the futile result of arguing with the baby. She inquired about her thunder guardian instead, wondering which poor teen had been pulled into this mess by Reborn.
Speaking of the devil…
"Gupppyahhh! I, Lambo-sama, 5 years old from Italy, a hit man from the Bovino Famiglia fell! Favorite foods are grapes and candy and I, Lambo-sama who's here to kill Reborn, just fell!"
Tsuna looks at the child that fell into her window with fatigue, she really disliked the kid and annoyed of the surprises that keeps on coming, while Reborn seemed unaffected, "That, is your thunder guardian."
Grabbing a grape flavored lollipop from the collection of sweets in the glass jar that sat on her dressing table, Tsuna got off from her position and approached the boy. She bent down and offered the lollipop to the crying child who is dressed in a cow printed jumpsuit.
Lambo stared at Tsuna with his big innocent eyes that seem to sparkle. He grabbed the candy, holding the stick in his small fist and chomping down on the sweet delight. He became all smiles and tackled Tsuna into a hug, causing them both to fall over.
"Lambo-sama likes you a lot! And you are very pretty! You will be Lambo-sama's wife when Lambo-sama grows up!" The boy flashed Tsuna a shit eating grin as he held tighter on to the girl.
"I am Tsunayoshi, but just call me Tsuna." The brunet introduced herself after the boy let go of his death grip on her shirt.
"Tsuna-nee have you seen Rebo— HA! I finally found you! DIE REBORN!" No surprise, it seems that he has the attention span of a goldfish. With the treat in one hand, his other hand rummages through his afro, seeming to be in search of something. Lambo manage to pulled out two pink-colored hand grenades and threw them at the other baby hitman.
Such method would not do harm to Reborn and was deflected by him and then thrown back straight to Lambo's face, causing the child to be back in tears again.
Tsuna shot Reborn a disapproving look and sighed, her life is already twisted and it is in the process of getting worse.
Poll is up on my profile to vote for pairings, I will be counting the votes through the reviews as well, two choice max. &these are the voting from chap one be it review or PM, With Reborn & Hibari &Xanxus leading.
R27 – 3
1827 – 3
6927 – 1
D27 – 1
X27 – 3
-18July2011
