Protecting, vice versa
Chapter 5: White, squishy, small pillow-like sweets.
A/N: Some of you may be confused as to; why the students did not know that there was a war, even though the war was in the country itself? Half of it is because the war is in North Japan, and Namimori is in the middle of Japan.
As for the other half, it will be explained in this chapter.
This chapter is the second last of the introduction~
Enjoy!
Summary: "HIIEEEEE! Why do they want the us to join the war?" "Because all of you are strong". Let's just say that a mafia war has started between North Japan, Europe and China. The Prime Minister of Japan has requested the Vongola 10th familiglia to help them. Now they have to protect both the country and their identities. Rated T in case. OC included. [After Curse of the Rainbow Arc]
DISCLAIMER: I ONLY OWN THE STORYLINE
2 days after Shimon's entrance...
Tsuna stared at the letter in his hands, there was no way.
There was no way they could enter the school.
How they had rewriten all records of themselves and hand it to the principal, it would be a total mystery.
Entering the brunette's room, Lambo stared at his frozen boss. "What's wrong, Tsuna-nii?" Lambo tugged at the sleeve of Tsuna's shirt, asking inquizitively (Sorry if it's the wrong spelling) on what the letter holds.
Tsuna snapped out of his trance, then looked at the afro-haired kid with soft eyes. Shaking his head, he replied; "It's nothing, just some school work. But Lambo didn't believe it.
By grabbing Tsuna's sleeve harder, he propelled himself up in the air and landed on said brunette's lap. Peering deeper into the letter, Lambo himself froze.
Tsuna sighed. "Now do you see why?" he peered at the motionless Lightning Guardian.
"Class! We have more transfer students today!" Shizuka-sensei raised her book in her left hand with shining glasses.
The class simply stared again. Shizuka-sensei was being too hyperactive nowadays.
Said teacher then placed her book down on the table and proceeded to take her clipboard. But before she could do that, another student raised up his hand.
"Yes, Kiseki?"
"Shizuka-sensei, just asking, but aren't there too many... transfer students?" Kiseki asked curiously.
Shizuka-sensei placed her clipboard down slowly. Then she eyed him carefully. "Haven't you people been watching the daily news...?" she carefully asked.
The students slowly shook their heads, scared at what the teacher will respond with.
She glanced at the whole class. For a moment, everything froze. Suddenly she slammed the table, fire and speed lines seemingly shooting up. "DIDN'T YOU KNOW THAT THERE WAS A WAR GOING ON IN JAPAN?!" she screamed, flipping the very desk right in front of her.
Everyone simply stared at the raging teacher again.
The fire and lines disappeared, only to leave a teacher awkwardly scratching her head.
"...sensei, there was a war?" Kiseki finally spoke up, voice shaking as they had never heard of such news.
Shizuka-sensei just looked away, with a faraway look in her eyes. "A mafia one. It's on the daily news everyday, the state North Japan is in..." the dazed teacher said softly, with a slight dread in her eyes. Tsuna, noticing his, noted himself to comfort Shizuka-sensei after class if it was about anyone she knows dying over at North Japan.
"After all... the mafia has yet to see killing as a sin..." Tsuna lowered his gaze onto the table.
"The transfer students might be the ones supporting Japan, you know?" she said with a weak smile.
Such straightforward thinking! The students gaped at the distant teacher.
Then the teacher's eyes suddenly gained back it's shine. And started sparkling again. "I HAVE YET TO INTRODUCE YOU TO THE NEW STUDENTS!" she screeched.
WHAT THE HELL! SUDDEN MOOD SWING! The students sweatdropped.
"Umm, please come in..." the teacher signalled at the door, and it slowly slid open.
Our dear Decimo in disguise groaned as he remembered the letter the night before. The letter of transferral into Namimori High.
As the two walked in, Gokudera's frown turned into one of confusion. Yamamoto's grin became slightly edged with question. Chrome's single eye filled with a mix of delight and bewilderment.
"Shiroran (A/N: Shiro=white. Ran= orchird) ... and Aokane? (A/N: and Ao= Blue. Kane= Bell. I am referring to a 13+ years old Japanese to English dictionary here, so don't blame me.) Those are some weird names..." Shizuka-sensei looked up to see the two newcomers.
"Hurroh, myh namhe ihs Shihrorahn," (Hello, my name is Shiroran) the taller one was carrying a bag of marshmellows, chewing on them happily as he introduced himself with a muffled voice. (MARSHMALLOWS GAVE HIM AWAY)
The shorter girl, which their classmates still couldn't believe was a high schooler, raised up her hand and sad cutely to attract attention; "Muu~ My name is Blu- Aokane!"
Tsuna stared at them. Had they just translated their names to Japanese? Directly?
The girls all cooed at Bluebell and scruffled her hair. "Aww, you're so cute!" The girls squeeled when Bluebell started squinting in excitement of all the attention she was gaining.
While the teacher was trying to scold Byakuran for bringing food into the class, which the white-haired boss simply ignored.
Gokudera, Yamamoto and Chrome just stared a the scene, wondering how the hell they got in.
Enma laughed; knowing why they had joined Namimori High.
Tsuna pretended not to know them by just pretending to mind his own buisness. "This will be a long day..." he groaned inwardly.
"Hey, Shizuka-sensei." the brunette called as the teacher was packing her items.
"Yes, Ryu-kun?" Shizuka-sensei blinked.
"...did anyone related to you die in the war?" Tsuna spoke slowly, unsure of what the teacher was going to do with her crazy mood swings.
Shizuka-sensei's eyes simply slid to the side, her forest green eyes filled with dejection.
"It- It's okay if you don't want to tell me!" Tsuna frantically said in case Shizuka-sensei suddenly broke down.
But she didn't, and she just shook her head.
"No. I'll tell you. It's more refreshing after I talk about it anyway..." she gave a weak smile.
"When the war started, I was on a holiday in North Japan."
Flashback
Shizuka-sensei's POV
"Hey! Minako! (Shizuka-sensei's full name is Shizuka Minako)" My brother called for me, seemingly in huffs and puffs.
I turned around, seeing a frantic black-haired man running towards me. I quickly held on to him tight. "What's wrong?" I quickly asked, knowing that only something very horrifying can make my brother act like that.
"The...mafia..." he quickly jabbed his index finger into the direction he came from.
"The mafia?! Why are they attacking North Japan?!" Now I was scared. My heart was thumping like crazy beneath my ribcage.
And suddenly a bullet grazed my face.
Bullets were supposed to be cold, but... this one was hot, as if a flame was iginiting in the bullet.
Turning my head slowly in fear, I saw it. An intimidating figure dressed in black, pointing the gun at me.
"No..." me and my brother whimpered, not wanting our lives to end while having a holiday.
Then another person in black zoomed by us, and when we looked closer, the person who ran by us was holding a...knife covered in red flames?
"Run." he commanded us. "Run while I try to defend you two." he now faced the person with a gun in a battle stance.
Nodding quickly, the two of us quickly hurried to our feet and attempted to scamper away.
But the person with the gun was not letting us off.
"I'LL KILL YOU, GIRL!" he screamed, pointing the gun at me again, and his index finger steadily pulling the trigger.
And that moment, everything suddenly slowed down, as the man's finger slowly pulled the trigger, and my brother rushing in front of me in a slow manner.
And then blood splattered on my face.
And my brother's lifeless body fell onto my shaking palms, resting on my legs helplessly.
I couldn't take it; my own brother's blood splashing onto me, the gun wielder's blood splashing onto the knife-wielder's body...
It was too much to take.
I screamed. I ran. I fainted.
Current time
"When I came to, I was in a hospital in Namimori. The nurses said that the wounded and the unconcious were taken via plane to Namimori, the closest place for shelter and medication. They also said that I was lucky, I was the last to be rescued and also they managed to catch the last plane to Namimori. I just... I just hate remembering the war..." Shizuka-sensei sobbed, burying herself into Tsuna's arms.
Tsuna gasped. That was what it felt like... to have a family member dying right in front of your eyes?
"I don't want anyone to feel that way anymore. Now men of their caliber are crashing into the class, I can't help but be frozen. It's like the war is spreading to the middle of Japan!" she cried.
Tsuna pat her head. "I'm... sorry..." he whispered.
Shizuka-sensei sat up again, using her bare hands to wipe away the remainding tears. "I'm sorry I made you stay back listening to this..." she mumbled.
Tsuna shook his head. Listening to her just made him more resolute to change the mafia.
"Do you have anything on? I'm sorry to have delayed you." Shizuka-sensei smiled sheepishly.
Then Tsuna remembered something he had made up his mind about before the decision to comfort Shizuka-sensei.
"Oh shit! I'm sorry Shizuka-sensei, I have to make my departure now." Tsuna quickly stumbled out.
Shizuka-sensei simply looked at the departing silouette. A soft, grateful smile spread across her lips. "Thank you for listening... Ryu-kun..." she mumbled, before falling into a slumber on the teacher's desk.
Neo Vongola Primo crossed his arms, and stared at the two before him.
"Okay. In the letter, all you said was that you were transferring to Namimori High." he first stated, eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed. The pair nodded, with Byakuran still enjoying his marshmellows.
"What's the reason?" One of Tsuna's eyes were now visible from the dark shade under his hood, amber irises flashing dangerously.
Byakuran just laughed heartily. "Of course, it was to back you up in the war, Tsunayoshi-kun~" he hummed merrily, not at all wary of the brunette's anger.
"Muu~ Why are you angry, Tsuna-san?" Bluebell pipped up curiously, questioning the fury of brunette.
"...I have more than enough on the plate in my hands, just trying to hide my identity." his rage died down slowly, and a sigh escaped from his lips. "With more mafiasos in Namimori High, I doubt my identity would be kept safe for long, examples being that I would have to settle arguments-turned-into-battles between mafiasos, and then people will start to suspect me on why I'm not scared of weapons..." his eyes were now half-closed, and the orange eyes turned soft again.
Byakuran stared at the brunette, along with Bluebell, then the duo laughed jovially.
Tsuna blinked. And blinked again.
Next thing he knew, the marshmellow-lover was slapping his back, and Bluebell's legs were arched on his shoulders.
"Tsunayoshi-kun~ Didn't we say we were here to help you, and not cause trouble for you?" Byakuran laughed.
"We're going to protect the innocent too, so we'll try to stay out of your way during school time, muu~" Bluebell poked Tsuna's cheek.
Tsuna looked at the two, and smiled softly. "Okay, I'm trusting you two not to make too much trouble."
Byakuran just took another marshmellow from the packet he was holding, and Bluebell just kept poking Tsuna's cheek.
As the trio took their seats, Enma leant over to the brunette who was heaving a sigh of relief. "So, how did it go between Byakuran and you?" the redhead grinned.
Tsuna turned back, eyes still hidden under the hood. "Fine, but then again, one will never know if they will keep to their promise." now the brunette rolled his eyes.
The redead chuckled. "My reason for coming was the same, you know." Enma gazed at the ceiling.
Tsuna looked at the dazed redhead.
"You're a friend that has an overwhelming secret to protect. That's not something you'll find everyday." Enma turned his head back to the side and grinned at Tsuna.
"Of course, who would see some random flying person in the sky everyday?" Tsuna huffed.
Then Enma looked back. "Why don't you trust Byakuran as much as me?" he inquired.
"I trust you more because you wouldn't cause trouble without a legit reason." Tsuna's mouth arched up into a sacarstic frown.
Enma simply laughed. "Me and my guardians would put in our best efforts into protecting your identity."
Hicagen looked at the 3 photographs in his hand. He smirked, knowing that there was a high percentage of luring the Vongola Decimo out with this method.
Looking over to his A-class assassins, he showed the three photos.
"Capture them alive and bring them to the Namimori High Gym. Tie them up against a plank after that. If they resist, knock them out." he commanded the group before him.
The assassins bowed kneeled down on one foot. "Yes, Hicagen-sama," they said as one in a monotone voice, before disapearing all together.
Hicagen then thought of the two new students in his class. "Shiroran and Aokane. Very weird names, White orchird and Blue bell." he closed his eyes, and stroked his chin as if there were a beard there.
"They remind me of someone. I just... can't put my finger on it..." Hicagen mumbled, trying to drive himself deep into his brain to attempt to remember that someone.
When his brain started to have a strain on itself, he sighed, and then drove the thoughts to the back of his brain. After all, they couldn't be part of the mafia; what kind of mafiaso eats marshmellows and acts all cute?
1 hour later...
Tsuna was beat.
Byakuran had went all out trying to avoid him, yes...
...but also going all out to troll him whenever he was alone.
FLASHBACK
Tsuna was calmly walking down the hallway, dodging fangirls that were trying to fall onto him.
Arriving at the rooftop to eat his lunch in peace and silence, he dusted the spot he was about to sit down, and held his bento in the other hand.
Before he could put it down, a huge box caught his eye.
He eyed it carefully, and proceeded cautiously.
Now that he was closer, he saw a big bowl of harmless candy on top.
"...I guess one candy would not hurt... and its not drugged because my Hyper Intuition is not reacting..." Tsuna thought.
He reached out...
and suddenly the bowl flipped, revealing a head full of white hair.
"HIIEEEEE!" ...even in Hyper Dying Will Mode, that was too much to take.
And as the shock was great, the brunette's arms flew up in the air, the grip on his lunch letting go... and the bento dropped all the way down to ground floor.
"BYAKURAN..." Tsuna seethed with anger, and Byakuran just cackled.
"It's okay Tsunayoshi-kun~ you can still eat all these sweets~" Byakuran, whose mouth was full of marshmellows, picked up a sweet from the ground, opened its wrapper and ate the contents inside.
Tsuna's fists clenched together, and he started shaking, red tick marks appearing slowly.
"Byakuran..." Tsuna mumbled out from gritted teeth, and Byakuran sweatdropped, knowing he was near the activation of the brunette's risk.
Current time
...and many more trolls after that. Tsuna didn't want to even relinquish the thought; he would simply explode if he thought about all the incidents. Right now he just wanted to pull out his hair under his cool outer cover.
When suddenly the speaker rang out a bell, signalling an announcement. The soft chattering in the class died down, and Shizuka-sensei stopped teaching.
Hicagen smirked; everything was going according to the plan.
"Vongola Decimo..." Tsuna frowned under his hood. This was not good; a threat via speaker.
Murmurs erupted in the class.
"...help...help me!" A feminine, strained voice rang out from the grey speakers. Under the hood, Tsuna's eyes widened. In the class above them, heavy, rushed footsteps were heard.
"Haru is n-not scared desu!" Another girl's voice emitted from the speaker. The 10th generation guardians of Vongola and their boss were not pleased; grey shades all covering their eyes.
Hicagen smirked; yet again. Oh, what fun it would be revealing the identity of Vongola Decimo to the whole lot of the innocent!
Tsuna dragged his fingers along the desk to clench his fist, leaving a dent trail on where his fingers had curled. "On orders of our familiglia's top assassin, we have been ordered to capture these 3 young girls..." Chrome glared at the speakers; how dare they kidnap her friends! "...to lure you out from your hiding place." Gokudera gritted his teeth. Women are easy targets, thus those related to the Mafia in any way would get targeted. It was dirty. That was just the way of the current Mafia.
Hicagen knew the three were related to Neo Vongola Primo; somehow. In a place where they had thought no one will ever go to, they had been caught talking about the future. Only the Vongola were transported into the future. Thus, anyone that knew about the future and its contents, were related to the Vongola.
"Gyoza Ken!" Now a slightly squeaky voice was heard. On the rooftop, Hibari opened one eye. That girl, since last year, had been giving him chocolates on Valentine's Day. Obviously it was a little kid crush, but still Hibari was suprised that even someone had the courage to give something to him, let alone chocolates. Hibari hopped up from his previous lying down position. "Those who disturb the peace of Namimori and uses girls as bait, must be bitten to death." he mumbled, before jumping down from the siderails of the rooftop.
Tsuna's Hyper Intuition was telling him his Sun and Cloud guardian were on the move, but the danger... was great. Too great. He wanted to just wear his mittens and fly out from the window to rescue the three girls. But at the same time, his Hyper Intuition was telling him that it would be alright.
He trusted his Hyper Intuition, and slowly let go of the temptation.
"MAXIMUM CANNON!" A rough voice blasted from the speakers, making everyone wince and cover their ears. Behind the shout, a muffled 'kamikorosu' could be heard. A few moments later, 5 'oof's were heard, and then silence.
A certain white, squishy small pillow-like sweets lover stood up along with a midget-like blue haired girl. Together, they sneaked out of the class. Distracted classmates did not notice the departure of the two newly-transfered students.
Hicagen pretended to be a commoner and looked out of the window. There, he remembered the formation of the assassins; five E-classed assassins would be bait; and then behind the scenes, 20 A-classed assassins will attack whoever was in the gym and knock them out when they were not paying attention.
And coincidentally, a grunt was heard.
"Onne-san!" the first voice that had attracted everyone's attention rang out in worry.
Many other clanks of metal was heard, and Tsuna immediately knew it was his cloud guardian attempting to hold off the assassins, Considering the amount of metal clinking, there were about 20.
To ambush... they must be considered quite good... and Hibari couldn't possibly hold them all without his porcupine.
And soon, crackles of lightning were heard, followed by a thump.
"Hibari! Hibari!" Hibird chirped, and Tsuna could hear it; the bird was worried for its master.
"^%&$!" Nobody could understand I-pin's broken Japanese, but the group knew that to have the two guardians defeated; the enemy is strong.
Tsuna reached into his bag. "I am going to help them..." he grimaced at the thought of his guardians.
Just as he was about to pull his mittens out, a recognisable voice was heard.
"This is payback for the trolls~ Now duck, a long range attack is coming~"
Tsuna looked out of the window, fear for the safety of his guardians and the fear of the cost of the damages rising rapidly. But now he couldn't reverse time, so all he could do was shout...
"DUCK!"
All the students in the classroom ducked, including a frowning Hicagen. Now everyone was safe... but damages...
"Black Flame Attack!" the voice rang out from the speakers.
Tsuna squinted his eyes, not wanting to see the extent of the damage.
"Are you girls okay?" Tsuna quickly ran to the school gym after the attack. Secretly, of course.
"(Hahi!) Yup, Tsuna-san/kun/nii (desu)" the girls said in unison.
That was good.
"Byakuran. You now owe me $361,082 in American dollars."
Hicagen grimaced. All his low-ranked A-class assassins eliminated in one hit. But it was no suprise; now he remembered. Byakuran was the boss of the Gesso family, and Bluebell was his right hand ma-woman.
Looking through his notebook once again, he eliminated two more possible candidates.
Gokudera Hayato
Rokudo Mukuro
Kiyoshi Ryu
"Soon, the identity of the real Vongola Decimo will be revealed..." Hicagen closed his eyes in delight.
A/N: Sorry, no extra this time because typing this chapter pulled down my mood to actually type anything funny.
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Next chapter will be the last of the introduction. After that, Hicagen and Gole Fenice are going to kick some asses XD And China will come in soon enough, so yeah.
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