Date Released: Saturday, November 20, 2010
Title: The Hilarity of 74
Author: Gin Nanashi
Creation Type: FanFiction, "Crack"
Main Rating: T
Disclaimer: Gin Nanashi © Gin Nanashi; Dear 59-kun © mangarox14; Katekyou Hitman REBORN! © Amano Akira
Summary: What happens when you throw a devilish soul into the craziness known as KHR? Simple. Pure, pure crack.


The Hilarity of 74

Crack 08: Partner-in-Crime


Arms above her head, 74-sama stretched out the kinks in her body before relaxing with a sigh, "Done~!"

Turning around, she grinned kittenishly-

"Hey y'all~!"

-and bowed gracefully, "And welcome to the eighth episode of The Hilarity of 74!"

Straightening up, 74-sama clapped her hands together and continued, "Now you're all probably wondering why I'm so happy, right?"

Ignoring the fact that she can't tell what the readers are thinking, the soul continued unperturbed, "I finally finished with the bulk of my paperwork!"

She then proceeded to tick off everything she was forced to do, "I had to write an eight-page researched argument, a five-page scientific paper and a review for another person's essay."

Suddenly, her cheerful disposition evaporated as she sulked, "Now, I have to attend a conference, make a PowerPoint and prepare for two oral presentations..."

A sigh full of a thousand depressed sighs left her lips before she shook her head vigorously and moved her arms in an arc, "Moving along…"

She grinned again, "I have a meeting (that I actually enjoy, for once) with a very important person!"

That said, she disappeared in a flicker of white fire.


Boot-clad feet touching the ground once more, 74-sama smoothed out her clothes before walking down the streets of Namimori.

As per usual when Kyouya's on-duty (which was pretty much all the time), Namimori was peaceful and quiet.

"TSUNA~!"

Or, it would've been if 74-sama didn't squeal girlishly.

BOOM!

And if it weren't for Hayato's explosives.

"HIIIIIIIII~?" Came a third disruption as Tsuna flustered a safe distance from the explosion, "AGAIN?"

The smoke cleared, revealing a small crater in which 74-sama stood while coughing and waving away the smoke before sulking, "I didn't even get five meters in…"

"DAMN IT!" Hayato cursed as a vein throbbed while waving a finger at the soul, "WHY AREN'T YOU DEAD YET?"

The force of his shout nearly flung her away but, being the awesomely devilish soul she is, 74-sama stood her ground while plugging her ears.

As the silverette panted heavily from his rant, the master picked at her ear and rubbed her nails on her shirt before drawling, "You're louder than Ryohei, Inu-dera."

Another vein throbbed as Hayato pulled out more dynamites, "FUCKING DEMON!"

Fortunately, or unfortunately if you're on the bomber's side, a laugh cut through the tension.

"Ahaha~ They get along really well!" The ever-lovable baseball fan smiled brightly.

"Yamamoto!" Tsuna cried (though he didn't know whether they were tears of joy at the interruption or tears of sorrow at his friend's supposed naivety) as Hayato snarled, "WHAT PART OF THIS IS GETTING ALONG?"

Meanwhile, 74-sama threw her arms up and cheered, "YAY! I'M GETTING ALONG~!"

BOOM!

"WHO WOULD WANT TO GET ALONG WITH YOU?" The bomber snarled, feeling thoroughly miffed at the prospect.

Tears clung to the corner of 74-sama's eye (though it was blatantly obvious they were fake - OW! … As Announcer-san nurses his gunshot wound, Announcer-san will quiet down and continue like the good servant he is…) as she sniffled, "At least Reborn-san collaborates with me…"

"R-REBORN?" Tsuna screamed as he slapped his face in realized horror before-

BAM!

-he fell over as the world's greatest hitman landed on his fluffy brown locks.

"Dame-Tsuna, you're late!" The Sun Arcobaleno frowned, "Mama was expecting you five minutes ago."

"REBORN-SAN~!" The master greeted enthusiastically as the background turned bright and sparkly with dancing hearts - WHAM! … Announcer-san still needs to learn to shut up, doesn't he? Anyway~ Now tending to not only a hole in his incorporeal body but also a large bump on his head, Announcer-san continues with his job.

Pulled from out of seemingly nowhere was a variety of weapons ranging firearms to blades to unknown contraptions as 74-sama grinned kittenishly, "Look here~!"

"So this is where you buy all of your toys!" Takeshi laughed, holding up a flamethrower.

Gripping the handle, he accidentally pressed the switch causing a stream of fire to burst forth before releasing it in surprise.

Silence descended upon the group as a chilling wind carried away a single leaf.

Tsuna stood shock still with a pallid face.

Hayato twitched as a dark cloud hung over him.

Reborn smirked while pulling down his fedora (as Leon copied his expression).

The master grinned (not) innocently.

Takeshi blinked before-

"Ahahaha~ It's so realistic~!"

-laughing in a carefree manner.

The light brunette and his right-hand man fell over at the cheerful comment.

"I know, right~?" The master chirped as the weapon was returned to her while secretly thinking, 'Kekekeke~! Cute, naive Takeshi~! Just keep on thinking that way~!'

"So!" She turned to the suit-clad baby, "Which would you like this time, Reborn-san?"

"The electric chair seems good for today." Came the precise response.

"HIIIIIIIII~?" Tsuna snapped to attention with an adorably fearful expression, "NOOO-!"

A swift kick to his head silenced him as he fell unconscious at the hands (or, rather, foot) of the world's greatest hitman.

"T-TENTH?" Hayato immediately panicked over his beloved boss, "WAKE UP, TENTH!"

Ignoring the loud silverette...

"Excellent choice~!" The master chirped with a toothy grin.

(Sadly, Announcer-san cannot add in the hearts, bubbles, sparkles and bright background in fear of getting shot again…)

Returning all of her weapons to her hammer-space, 74-sama bowed lowly, "Thank you again for using my services, Reborn-san! Your selection will be waiting for you at the Sawada residence right about~ now."

"Heh." Came the infamous shadowed smirk of acknowledgement as Tsuna came to.

"What happened…?" He murmured groggily, rubbing his head.

"Tenth! You're alright!" Hayato nearly cried tears of relief but, instead, opted to slam his genius head against the concrete in a bow, "I APOLOGIZE FOR BEING OF NO HELP TO YOU, TENTH!"

"Maa~ maa~" Takeshi grinned, patting the silverette's back, "It's fine-"

"YAKYUU-BAKA! IT'S NOT FINE!" Hayato snapped at the taller male as Tsuna sweatdropped.

"Ano…" The light brunette started while flapping a hand, "It's fine, Gokudera-kun."

"T-Tenth…" The bomber was moved by his boss's forgiving nature before bowing again, "THANK YOU!"

"Y-You're welcome." Tsuna laughed nervously before suddenly remembering, "WAIT! What about-"

WHAM!

Reborn's kick forced the mafia boss-to-be to quiet down before the suit-clad baby settled himself on his student's head, "Let's go dame-Tsuna. You need to study."

Tears flowed down his cheeks as said brunette hunched over and whimpered, "I don't want to die~!"

Even his soul, which began to float off, was crying before squeaking in fear and returning upon seeing the cute chameleon transform into a gun.

Hayato gaped a bit at the misery portrayed by his boss before swiftly pulling out his dynamites and roaring, "I'LL VANQUISH YOU, DEMON!"

Fire flickered to life before-

BOOOOOOOOOM~!

-a great explosion occurred.

As the debris calmed and the smoke aired away, the place in which 74-sama stood was now empty.

Fedora pulled low, Reborn held Hayato at gunpoint and asked rhetorically, "What kind of right-hand man takes out a valuable servant?"

"B-But-!" Came the shaky response from the pale bomber.

Reborn simply cocked his gun.

Takeshi laughed, "What an interesting magic trick!"

Meanwhile, Tsuna slumped over and whimpered, "It's not a magic trick, Yamamoto…"

And, as if that wasn't enough, the familiar piano tune of a certain head of the disciplinary committee played causing Tsuna to panic-

"H-HIBARI-SAN?"

-as said carnivore's cold voice cut in.

"For disrupting Namimori's peace, I'll bite you to death."


A pained groan echoed in 74-sama's Hell.

The master was laying face-down on her large bed, taking comfort in its softness, before sulking, "Why do I always get bombed?"

A soft whimper from Go-chan sounded as the white fox spirit nudged his nose against 74-sama's cheek with his four tails caressing her otherwise missing body.

She smiled and patted his head before turning to the audience.

"Well," She started with a tired smile, "That's all for now, folks!"

"Hope you enjoyed it!" Came the conclusion before she muttered under her breath, "Who knows when I'll be able to do another one… (Baka Inu-dera!)"


Author's Note:

Thank you for reading/reviewing/etcetera-ing The Hilarity of 74~!