Parallel Axis of Sawada Tsunayoshi
A certain daily life that
become thousands of parallel world,
of different times.
Past: Murphy's law
If something can go wrong, it will.
Murphy's Law
Sawada Tsunayoshi sincerely prayed that getting the Student Council President position was a bad nightmare he would soon wake up from. Of course that hope was dashed, first thing in the morning a tearful group of students already begged him to pacify Kyouya from biting latecomers to death. He convinced Kyouya that a detention was enough, there's no need for bodily harm as they had been properly intimidated by Kyouya that the chance of them coming late until they graduated was nonexistent. He had been put off by previous president, who had left a long list of injustice he wished Tsuna to work on, seventy percent of it involving Hibari's way of disciplining general population.
To be honest Tsuna suspected the reason he was placed in this position was solely to deal with Hibari Kyouya. He had to wonder how a twelve years old like Hibari could strike fear to Headmaster and faculty members, even though he was under-aged Hibari was not immune from law, at least he shouldn't be. Then again there's some things you'd rather keep under the rug, and pretend it never exist so it won't kill you.
Hibari Kyouya consisted of those things.
Still, as Tsuna was the only person who dared to compromise with Kyouya, and survived the ordeal, he automatically became everyone's ray of hope to survive Hibari's tyrannical reign of discipline. Tsuna let Hibari to discipline people, but he made sure Hibari keep the violence at minimum. At least since Tsuna became the student council president, no one had to be hospitalized for coming late to school anymore.
But still there's some things Tsuna had trouble with that not concerning Hibari at all…
"A school trip to Tokyo for three days." Tsuna sighed as he reread the proposal, "When I am hoping to awaken my hyper intuition, I didn't expect headache to come in one package with it."
"Kaichou…" Hayato looked at him worriedly, "Don't worry! I am sure we can face anything your hyper intuition sensed!"
Tsuna sweat-dropped, "I think the first solution is thinking how…" He waved the thin file, "To cancel this school trip, I don't want to tempt fate… and I seriously wonder why my alternate self never think of using hyper intuition to avoid trouble…" Probably because Reborn kicked him right to the middle of it as part of his boss' training.
"Everyone is looking forward for this trip Tsuna…" Takeshi said sadly.
Hayato glared at Takeshi, "The one who was looking forward for this trip the most is you!" He pointed at Takeshi who was piling a stack of autograph paper in case he met famous baseball player in Tokyo.
Tsuna groaned, "I know… but if there's something dangerous ahead and we have over a hundred students around…" He trailed off, "Not to mention Hibari will join us to make sure the students to behave appropriately." Or so he said, although Tsuna was pretty sure he was the only student Kyouya thought needed attention to not attract trouble to Namimori.
"But to be honest he is the one I am worried of the most…" For many reasons, as normal grade student's worse mischief was getting lost, or annoying their teachers, Kyouya was entirely different level of trouble.
"The irony..." Hayato snorted. "Whose genius idea placing Hibari Kyouya as a prefect, the head of disciplinary squad no less?"
Probably Kyouya's himself, Tsuna thought. "At any rate…" Tsuna laughed sheepishly. "Let's just hope for the best."
3 Days Later…
He was always hopeful, and as fate dictated that hope had to die a painful death. It started with their school's wonderful saving plan, in which they hired a skinny freeter named Seo as the bus driver, let's say while Seo had a driving license, Tsuna seriously doubt the man earned it in legal way. With this kind of driving skill, the man should not be allowed to drive in public road, or at all.
Tsuna swore the speed indicator had spun twice, and the speed must be over 100km/hour at least.
His twin girlfriends who worked as tour guides or sort were not helping, as they tried and miserably failed in calming down the panicked students. Especially when Seo Kaoru, in his infinite wisdom of a 32 years old freeter thought it was a wonderful idea to let one of his hand wander around his girlfriends. Thanks to Hayato, their driver managed to get his attention and hand back to his job, courtesy of a stack of dynamite shoved on his mouth.
Tsuna was forever grateful that at last they touched the ground and arrived in their first destination, the Tokyo tower. It was built on 3rd march Showa 333 and its height was about 333 meters, located on the centre of capital. At first all students were excited of going up the famous tower of capital, looking around with telescope in observation hall and so on, however as that's all they could get in the tower, majority of male students were disappointed.
"Man… I thought we can Bunge jumping here!" One of the sixth years said to his friend.
"Yeah! Like in that game show! It's super cool!" His friend agreed with a nod.
Tsuna who overheard their conversation sweat-dropped, What makes you think you get to do that in a field trip? But still... looking at the list of places they're going to visit next, Tsuna doubted it very much his peers were going to enjoy this field trip at all. What was their principal thinking? No grade school students would enjoy a tour around Tokyo University, or visiting some memorials, not to mention they didn't get free period like middle school or high school kids because they can't be left unsupervised in unfamiliar place like Tokyo.
4 Hours later…
They're going to have lunch, but bringing so many students to a restaurant was impossible. The teachers decided to order food and herd their student to have a picnic in a nice quiet park. Tsuna had been having a hard time preventing Kyouya from making incident because some students were getting rowdy because of boredom, and there's some younger ones in fourth grade got lost in biology lab in Tokyo university and traumatized for life after watching a pretty gory experiment on a pig, and other small incidents he had to help the teachers with.
It's only day one and yet he felt so exhausted already, no good, he really had to do something to get his stamina up if he wanted to graduate elementary school with his body intact.
"Otsukare… (good job) Kaichou" Hayato said as he placed a can of oolong tea on Tsuna's waiting hand.
Tsuna opened the can and took a big gulp. "Aah…" He sighed in relieve. "I am so tired…" Takeshi was not with him because the baseball team had gotten lucky to see a famous baseball player on the other side of the park, it seemed the said player likes kid and didn't mind giving them some pointers. At least Takeshi and the baseball team were enjoying themselves, thought Tsuna. More than he'd ever be.
Hayato looked at him worriedly, "Would you like something sweet to recover your energy Kaichou?"
Tsuna looked at his friend and then to simmering heat around them that made the view hazy, summer in Tokyo was at its peak. "Something cold and sweet would be nice." It will spoil his lunch but with this heat he didn't have appetite anyway.
"Of course!" Hayato saluted but before he could dash away a pair of boys was approaching their direction.
The pair looked younger than them judging by the height. Tsuna didn't know what but for some reason his attention was caught by them. Both of them were wearing summer uniform that consist of white shirt with black tie and short pants, pretty standard uniform but it looks formal and elite. The first boy was blond with bright blue eyes, chattering cheerfully about something to his friend. Tsuna noted that while he looked relaxed, there was certain regal air in the way the boy carried himself. The other boy who was listening quietly had dark blue hair with eyes in matching color, and healthy tanned skin like Natsu. Then Tsuna's eyes were instantly drawn to his feet, Tsuna noted how the boy barely made a sound when he walked and his posture indicated he was a martial artist. There's also something about this boy that reminded him… of someone, Takeshi? He wondered why?
"Excuse me." Hayato called them out, "Do you know where to buy ice cream or sort? Something cold and sweet?"
As expected the friendly looking blond was the first to respond to Hayato, "Oh yes." He pointed at direction of their far left. "You see that van? They sell good ice cream, and mochi ones too! I am going to get some for me and my friend here, why don't we go there together?"
Tsuna didn't miss the subtle tenseness the blue haired boy had when he heard the blind called him as friend. How strange…
"Is ice cream alright with you kaichou?" Hayato asked eagerly.
Tsuna fought off the blush from creeping to his cheek, to be called that in front of strangers! "It's alright!"
Hayato gave him a thumb up, "Something sour with mint right?"
"Er… right." Tsuna agreed, and faster than he could blink Hayato was already dragging the poor blond along. Hopefully his storm didn't get overboard, because Hayato tended to forget his strength like Takeshi sometimes. Tsuna glanced at his left and realized the younger boy was standing like a statue and looked at a lost. Tsuna couldn't blame him, as it's very awkward when you're alone with a stranger and not knowing what to do.
Tsuna smiled benignly, hoping to lower the tension. "Would you like to have a seat?" He offered, and before the hesitant boy could utter a rejection he added. "There's plenty of space on this bench and it's kind of lonely to sit alone."
Stranger or not Tsuna was an older boy, thus a senpai. A prim and proper boy like him couldn't refuse without being rude. "Thank you…" He said in solemn tone as he sat down.
It was one full minute of quietness until Tsuna decided to start a conversation, "I am Sawada Tsunayoshi, 5th grade Namimori Elementary School, visiting Tokyo for field trip."
The younger boy looked a little stunned that Tsuna suddenly introduced himself, but managed to regain his bearing to return it. "Takamura… Suoh, 2nd grade." He began hesitantly, "Clamp Gakuen…" He finished.
Clamp Gakuen? Wasn't that the school that well known for their talented students and ranked first for its size and prestige? He knew about them because they're often on the front page of newspaper and magazine, no wonder their uniform looks familiar.
"He… Clamp gakuen, you must be a very talented student to get there." Tsuna said in awe. "Takamura-kun."
Suoh shook his head, "No… I am not that good."
A humble one we have here, Tsuna thought in amusement. "So what martial arts you're good at?"
"I am…" Suoh began before he stopped himself from answering. "How do you know I am a martial arts student?" He was not exactly that, but close enough.
Tsuna smiled at that, while inwardly he was noting Suoh was pretty observant that he caught himself before answering. It's not like Tsuna wanted to interrogate him, he just wanted to have a casual chat and he was curious about the younger boy. "You see… the way you walk, you place the heel of your foot first so you barely made a sound, that and added to your posture… it's easy to deduct that you're trained."
Suoh nodded at that, "You're like a detective senpai…"
Tsuna laughed sheepishly at that, "Actually… it's just the way you walk and the body language remind me a lot of my friend, I am not that knowledgeable to be a detective or anything like that."
That aside, you're observant enough to notice the way a stranger like me walking. Suoh thought. "I see…"
Well, that's all in it." Tsuna glanced at the solemn boy again, "By the way… not to intrude or anything, but you're a little tense around your friend." He said in thoughtful tone. "You…" Before Tsuna could continue he was stopped when Suoh abruptly stood up in shock. "have a fight?"
If before Suoh was mildly shocked Tsuna could guess he was a martial artist, now he was borderline shocked out of his wits that someone noticed his state of mind, and a stranger no less. "How…"
Tsuna frowned, this boy was not ordinary people. Normal boy his age won't question someone older about how their emotion could be known, after all seven years old rarely could hide their emotion. "It's just… a guess." It's my hyper intuition actually.
"Really?" Suoh demanded in skeptical tone. "Never mind… it's nothing." Not even he himself had a clue why he felt unnerved by Imonoyama Nokoru, but his mother had this knowing look when he told her.
He said that but I can feel he was glaring hole at me from the corner of his eyes. Now I made him paranoid, Tsuna thought. "Oh." Tsuna was snapped out of his thought when he saw Takeshi running from afar.
"Tsuna!" Takeshi yelled as he came closer, "Listen! Listen! Just now… "
Tsuna wondered why Takeshi looked surprise and found his eyes were on the younger boy beside Tsuna. "Take-nii?" Suoh's expression mirrored Takeshi as he stood up in surprise.
"It's you Suoh!" Takeshi exclaimed cheerfully as he tackled the younger boy gleefully and Suoh yelped in surprise, "I didn't expect to see you here!"
Suoh flushed a little as he pried Takeshi off of him, "This is Tokyo Take-nii, I lives here. Remember?"
"I know, but Tokyo is pretty big and the main house was pretty far from this area…" Takeshi pointed out .
Suoh raised an eyebrow at that, "By car, yes, but Clamp academy is just three stops by train from our main house."
"I see…"
"You know each other?" Tsuna asked curiously, and the two turned to their almost forgotten audience.
Takeshi turned to Tsuna with sheepish smile, "Erm… yeah, Suoh here is my second… or is it third cousin?" He asked to Suoh for confirmation, not that mattered much as Takeshi loved his cousin even if they're fourth or fifth. Family was always a family.
"Second cousin once removed." Suoh informed him in tired tone.
Cousin? Maybe that's the reason he felt some sort of similarity between the two, he felt the same with Kyouko and Ryouhei too. What a small world… hm? "Just now…"
The cousins were surprised when Tsuna suddenly stood up then looked around in alarm. "Tsuna? What's wrong."
Tsuna stayed silent before he muttered, "We're being watched…"
Suoh was about to question Tsuna how he could know that, but alarmed expression on Takeshi's face and his guarded pose told him that was not a wild guess in Tsuna's part. But still… 'He didn't say 'maybe' or 'I think' but 'we're'… he is so sure and Takeshi-nii didn't doubt him at all. "But why we're…"
"Hey!" The blond's cheerful voice called out, "I got our ice cream!" Then he blinked owlishly when he saw them looked so tense and mildly shocked by his call. "What's wrong?" The unknown older boy and Suoh looked like a jungle cat ready to pounce.
"Eeeh… Imonoyama-senpai…" Suoh stuttered.
Imonoyama Nokoru wondered what had gotten to them in five minutes he left them, "Here! It's going to melt if you didn't eat it quickly." He said as he offered his junior a cone, a mint flavor that's not too sweet.
"Eh uh… thanks." Suoh thanked the blond as he took the offered ice cream.
Tsuna still looked uneasy as he accepted the choco chips mint ice Gokudera bought for him and told the silver haired bomber about the situation, while the younger boys busy chatting with each other. "Keep an eye out… we can't afford…" He trailed off as suddenly his cell phone rang, a borrowed one given by Innocenti for the trip. Tsuna quickly picked it up, it was his homeroom teacher who called, his heart thumping against his chest as he prayed nothing bad happened to his friends.
"Hello? Sensei?"
"Sawada-kun!"
His teacher was sobbing, what happened over there? "Sensei, what happened?! Is everything alright?"
"Sob! It's Hibari-kun again! He is picking a fight with a group of drunkard because they're disturbing public peace! There's so much blood and everyone is scared!" She wailed in panic.
Tsuna face-palmed, Hibari-san AGAIN "Eeh… so… " They expected him to stop HIbari on rampage? "I will see what I can do sensei…" He offered, "I will be back in five minutes." And with that he ended the line.
Hayato had an annoyed look on his face, "Let me guess, it's Hibari again Kaichou?"
Tsuna laughed sheepishly, "Uh… yes, now… where's HIbari-san's number Kusakabe-san gave me…" He wondered out loud as he skimming through his list of contact. "Ah, here it is." He brightened up as pressed the phone to his ear, after a number of ring a grunted hello answered him. "Hibari-san… first of all, please drop whoever poor soul you have your hands on." Tsuna said and after a while, another grunt and then a distant sound of something dropped to the ground. "Thank you… now HIbari-san, I am understand that it's your code to punish misbehaved herbivore…"
Suoh looked at Tsuna who began to talk on his phone curiously, "So he is the kaichou of your school Take-nii?"
"Yeah." Takeshi said brightly, "By the way… I haven't introduced yet to your friend here. "
Suoh tensed, "Ah."
Then he added, "I am Yamamoto Takeshi, Suoh's cousin." It would be rude asking someone without introducing himself first.
"My name is Nokoru." The blond said cheerfully, "Imonoyama Nokoru, 3rd grade of Clamp Gakuen… " He introduced himself, "I am also the Kaichou of Clamp Gakuen Elementary division." He added with a wink.
Takeshi hummed at that, "Oh… you're a Kaichou like Tsuna, I see… kind of unusual to see third grader got to be Kaichou. You must be really good!"
"Not really…" Nokoru said modestly. "Say… I am kind of curious to who your Kaichou is talking. I can't hear clearly from here but…" They had a good ten feet from Tsuna who distant himself a little from the group to talk on the phone. "But I recognize that tone ha ha ha…"
"The tone?" Suoh repeated in confusion.
Nokoru nodded, "The same one I use few months ago to convince Karate club to share their dojo for few weeks with Judo club while we renovated Judo's dojo hall…" He explained with a sigh, "Meaning… trying to pacify and haggling with someone with difficult personality…" He said with a glint on his eyes.
Difficult personality… Hayato and Takeshi echoed on their mind, that's an understatement of the century when it comes to Hibari Kyouya.
"And man… they're so stubborn about sharing space even though they had plenty of space for everyone… " Nokoru continued with tired tone. "Sharing is caring, ne?"
Takeshi just laughed at that, "I see… ha ha ha."
Nokoru stared at Takeshi's empty hand and frowned, "Oh my… we should get another cone for you."
"Huh?" Takeshi blinked owlishly. "What?"
"All of us have ice cream." He gestured to all of them who had one cone in hand with exception of Tsuna who was busy on phone so Gokudera was holding two ice cream. "I will go buy one more!"
Takeshi blinked again then ran to follow the younger boy, "AH wait! You don't have to buy me one!"
Tsuna was about to end his call when he saw Nokoru dashing off. He was followed closely by Takeshi, who was trying to get the blond boy to listen to him. Was it just him, or that boy had so easily wormed his way in to their group?
"Hm…" He felt it again, the feeling of being watched so closely that… Tsuna's eyes widened when he saw a group of man in black suit approached Nokoru and Takeshi, and engaged them in conversation.
Mafia?! It was too fast to conclude it just from their apparel, but Tsuna learned to prepare for the worse.
"Kyouya…" He murmured, "Where's the rest? Do you keep an eye on everyone?" Kyouya disliked to be referred as part of their group, but urgency in Tsuna's voice was another matter entirely.
"Yes, Sasagawas and the others are in the crowd… Anything alarming I should be aware of Omnivore?"
Tsuna swallowed, "Listen… something is up, please ask your squad to keep an eye on everyone. Get the teacher to gather students and check in to the hotel earlier. Do what you must to get the teacher to do that." Which basically meant, Tsuna could be careless of how Kyouya got the job done, their priority was the safety of students and teachers.
"I will send Kusakabe as proxy, where're you?" Kyouya demanded.
Of course Kyouya was not one to waste his time on herding herbivore, which he could delegate to Kusakabe and rushing to his aid instead. "I am…"
"Uargh!"
Tsuna turned around and saw a group of men in black and one of them had broken nose courtesy of Takeshi's shinai. "We're near the southwest gate of the park." He informed the older boy, "Wish me luck." He said before he ended the line and by the time he did so, Takeshi and Suoh had managed to defeat most of the men in black. He was almost relieved but his eyes widened in horror when one of them snuck behind Nokoru and captured the blond boy by his wrist.
"Imonoyama!" He called out to warn Nokoru but the blond didn't have any mean to escape.
"Imonoyama-senpai!" Suoh exclaimed in panic.
"Don't move!" The adult shouted, "Do as I say and none of you would be harmed!"
Nokoru glared at the gun pointed at his person, these men seriously think that they could bluff about killing kim?! The chance of someone wanted him alive was 98% as he was an asset when he was alive and kicking not dead. "Leave them alone and take me." He drawled with a smile, "It's only me the one your superior want, isn't that right?" Nokoru smirked when he felt the man stiffened.
Suoh gaped at that, "Imonoyama-senpai you…" But before Suoh could voice his objection he was knocked out cold, and the last thing he saw was his cousin falling beside him and sound of struggling from Nokoru and Tsuna.
They're captured.
It's the first time his hyper intuition taught him something called Murphy's Law. When it told you something was going to go wrong, it would go wrong in the most spectacular way.
"WHAT?!"
Hibari Kyouya wondered the wisdom of telling Sasagawa that Omnivore Sawada was probably off to one of numerous troubles he seemed couldn't stay away from. Then again he answered because Sagawa couldn't shut up and it's getting on his nerve, learning from past experience Hibari found relenting (when it's not hurting his pride) to Sasagawa's query was less damaging for his ears and mind. "Yes, it seems Sawada and his pack are captured so shut up and don't bother me."
Sasagawa Ryouhei of course didn't listen to the last part as he opened his mouth again, "We have to save them to the EXTREME!"
HIbari was about to permanently rip Sasagawa's voice cord to shut the boxer up but fortunately for Ryohei, Katou Nagi joined the conversation. "Do you know how to get to Kaichou? Anything?"
"No." He replied curtly and silently vowed to put a tracking chip on Sawada if the omnivore survived this. Namimori elementary needed Sawada as their Kaichou, damn it.
"THIS IS EXTREMELY BAD!" Ryouhei exclaimed.
The herbivore figured that out by himself? Wonderful, today was the birthday for his first brain cell it seemed. Hibari thought sarcastically.
Somewhere unknown
Suoh woke up in the same time Takeshi did, and of course none of them were pleased to see they're locked in a room that couldn't be anything but a prison. Gokudera was still out cold but it didn't take a long time for the bomber to catch up and he woke up when Takeshi was fiddling with his handcuff. While Takeshi could open the handcuff, he was no expert so it took some time and Hayato was not that patient so he snatched the senbon from Takeshi's hand and unlocked his own handcuff in few seconds.
"And that's how to do it faster." He huffed, slightly unnerved at the rapt attention he got from the two cousins. "You should be able to do it better than this, you're ninjas for god's sake."
Takeshi shrugged, "To be fair… we're trained to do it but we're never in a practical situation that require us to be in hurry." Hayato snorted at the respond.
"It's enlightening nevertheless…" Suoh added. "So… shall we get going to save Imonoyama-senpai and Sawada-senpai?"
Hayato nodded, "They got us by surprise before, but now the element of surprise is in our side." He smirked mischievously, "They'll never see it coming."
And true to Hayato's prediction they didn't. It only took Takeshi trashing a bed nearby (how nice of them to provide us one, he thought) to attract the attention the guards, hid in blind spot when they checked the cell and then knocked them out cold. Hayato was too happy to interrogate one of their enemies Suoh and Takeshi had pinned to the wall with kunai. When the man refuse to cooperate Hayato calmly shoved two small dynamites on his ear and threatened to put another on his butt, the man started singing like a canary afterward.
Suoh in the other hand while concerned for the two kaichou's safety, he couldn't help but wondered how Hayato could hide so many dynamites on his person and didn't get caught. Sure, that he and Takeshi-nii could hide a lot of weapons on their belt, the back of their clothes and the sole of their shoes, but they carry as much as they could hide, Gokudera-senpai seemed like he had a four dimensional pocket for his dynamite.
Back in the City Park
"Shut up." Hibari was pissed and somehow, a small blessing it was that Sasagawa's miniscule brain cell did its job and the boxer wisely shut his mouth as told.
Of course it didn't take long for Sasagawa to speak up again but fortunately this time it was not his extreme rant. "So Hibari, this is the last place you heard of Sawada and we completely lost them from here? Should we call police or something?"
Hibari snorted, "If a pack of useless herbivore could help Sawada, Kusakabe would have called them… and Sawada's homeroom teacher already did." He did call Sawada's allies, that colorful haired man and his sister and informed them about the situation. Namimori was ten stops away from Tokyo so it would take around two hours by car.
It was unfortunate HIbari didn't have the advantage of small and smart yellow bird his parallel counterpart had to track Sawada down, it would have saved them a lot of trouble if he had Hibird with him. Then again knowing Sawada, he had a penchant for trouble and also devil's luck in getting out of it in unlikely way. Now… if Sawada's luck holds true, one way or another they'd somehow stumble to something that could solve their problem.
In short period of knowing Sawada Tsunayoshi, Hibari had learned that Murphy Law loved to toy with him as much as Lady of Luck did. On minute they screwed with him and the next they loved him to death.
"Uhm anoo…" A timid voice stuttered.
Hibari glared at the speaker which turned out to be a boy a little younger than he was with curly red hair and thick glasses, "You!"
"AAAH?!" Sasagawa pointed the newcomer in shock, sputtering like an idiot. "You are…" He trailed off then stopped, "Who are you again?" He asked sheepishly, earning a sweat drop from the newcomer and irritated growl from Hibari.
Somewhere in Tokyo~
They were sitting in luxurious semi-circular couch, in a room that spoke the wealth of the owner. They had a large modern couch, Persian rug, crystal chandelier and art nouveau paintings adorning the wall. Tsuna was nervous but he didn't show it outwardly for several reasons, first because showing weakness wasn't going to help him but the other way around, second, Imonoyama Nokoru was a perfect picture of calmness so as the older of the two, Tsuna felt inclined to do the same. Third was his curiosity in why their kidnaper didn't put him in a cell like they did their friends?
Nokoru had explained that he was the youngest son of a rich family so it's probably for money but he also wondered why Tsuna was kept with him. When asked if he was from a wealthy and influential family Tsuna could only smile weakly and said.
"I live in a two storey landed house with three bedrooms, one kitchen, one bathroom, etc…" He listed down, it's not a lie per se as he does live in a modest house. As much as he hated to admit it, his 'family' the extended one (Vongola) that related to him by blood was indeed could fit the bill of wealthy and influential. He desperately hoped that's not the case as that meant that airhead father of his screw up and information about him was leaked to rival famiglia or something along that line.
Nokoru raised an eyebrow, and Tsuna instinctively know Nokoru had an inkling that Tsuna didn't lie but misleading him with that statement. "Okay." He was polite enough to not inquire anything.
Tsuna was relieved but it didn't last long when the double mahogany door opened and a red haired woman walked in with confident smile. The woman was a beauty, with shoulder length red hair, green eyes and hourglass figure that would make eyes turn to her. Tsuna calmly observed the woman, and the way she looked at them reminded him of a hungry lioness gazing at a fair gazelle. Tsuna didn't miss the contemplating look she had when she turned her attention away from Nokoru and switched to him.
He had to wonder what the woman wanted from him.
"My my… what a pleasure to have you two as my guest." The woman said as she raised her arms in dramatic manner.
Tsuna didn't know what to retort for that, but Nokoru did. As if getting kidnapped by a gaudy woman was a daily occurrence to him. The boy stoo,d then as if it was normal thing to do the woman offered her hand, which Nokoru accepted gentlemanly with a gentle kiss. "The pleasure is all mine miss…" He murmured, trailing off as a gesture for the lady to give out her name.
"You live up to your reputation as a gentleman… Well then, you can call me…" She glanced at the lily-looking flower on the nearest vase and answered. "Casablanca." How cliché, but Tsuna didn't say it out loud.
Nokoru nodded, he appeared unperturbed by the name Casablanca decided for herself on the spot. "Lovely name for a lovely lady." Tsuna would like to very much argue about her loveliness, as she was their kidnapper. "Although I have to admit the invitation is a little too rough to my liking." He added with a tint of coldness in his voice.
She chuckled softly at that, "My apologies if my subordinates were… a bit rough on you boys." She shot the nearby guards a glare and they recoiled. "But well… I can't get through you with normal means so I have to resort to this."
Tsuna blinked owlishly when her hungry look was turned to him. He almost thought with how focused she was in Nokoru, she had forgotten about him. "Unlike Nokoru-kun here, you seems like you need to learn one or two from him in how to treat a lady…" She purred.
It seemed they're not in immediate danger. Whatever she wanted was still on debate however. "Did you just ask kidnapped kids to treat the kidnapper like a lady?" He wondered out loud, "Sorry Casablanca-san but did you know that… pedophilia is the worse kind of crime?" Tsuna usually won't response with this kind of retort but he imagined Innocenti would say this kind of scathing remark, which will make Casablanca lose her cool and control. "This is Japan, but shotacon is still a crime. You even kidnap us…" He added sadly.
Casablanca sputtered, "I am not a pedophile! And not Shotacon either!" Tsuna was surprised she even understood the term shotacon. "I don't want your body boys! That's not why I kidnap you!"
Nokoru covered his restrained laugh with a cough; he didn't expect Tsuna to rile the lady up like this. "Sawada-senpai, please don't tease the lady…" He chided Tsuna good-naturedly. "After all… we're her guests."
Tsuna could tell that Nokoru himself didn't believe that they're as much as a guest as they're prisoner. "Well…"
She cleared her throat, "Would you like some tea?" She offered, approaching a cart where the tea sets were placed. "Nokoru-kun takes his with milk ne? How about you Sawada-kun?"
"You've done your research." Nokoru observed.
Tsuna felt his heart was beating louder against his ribcage at the word research, damn it! If she researched Imonoyama-kun to the point she knows what kind of tea he likes, who knows how far she found out about me.
"I can't drink anything a stranger serve to me, especially my kidnapper." But still… he and Imonoyama just happened to cross path in that park, so it's either Imonoyama's bad luck or mine to run to each other, Tsuna thought.
Nokoru smiled at that, somehow he found the older boy as a fascinating individual with wit that impressed even him. "I agree… so why don't we cut the chase?" He murmured and he knew the next sentence was the same one Tsuna had in mind. "What do you want from us?"
She laughed softly, probably amused by their impatience. "Well… I am not interested in money, what I want is… you, both of you."
Tsuna's eyes widened at that, as he couldn't comprehend why would anyone wanted him. "Pardon me?"
Nokoru just raised an eyebrow, not even disturbed by it. "Well… I'm not a commodity." He began, "You can want me all you want." Tsuna looked at Nokoru as if the younger boy had grown another head. And Tsuna was pretty sure in spite of the way Casablanca eyed them like limited edition of Channel bag, it's not the case. "You should realize I'm not available for sale…" Then he glanced at Tsuna, "And I believe neither is he."
She giggled at that, "My… you're funny! The wealth of Imonoyama is definitely tempting but! It's nowhere as precious as the mind of Imonoyama Nokoru, the genius NASA has been biding on for years. Your brilliant mind that will ensure our success electrical engineering field. We're in an era when those triumph in science rule the world." Casablanca murmured as she closed in to cup Nokoru's chin, trying to entrap the young boy in her grasp but Tsuna had another idea, "Which is why hmph!"
"That's enough." Tsuna hissed as he pushed Casablanca off of Nokoru with throwing pillow at her face. "Talk but no touching… it's unnerving to see a grown up woman like you doing that, we're minor in case you forgot."
"I am not molesting him!" Casablanca sputtered.
Tsuna shrugged at that, placing himself between the sputtering woman and Nokoru. "Regardless… from what you said, I suspect you want him to work for you?"
"Indeed."
Nokoru sighed at that, "Sorry… but I'm not interested, I have no reason to oblige."
"You're…" Casablanca opened her mouth to remind them of their status as prisoner.
But Tsuna cut him off, "I very much doubt bodily harm is an option if you want his full cooperation." He pointed out. "Why don't you let us go and we go our separate ways as if this never happened?"
Casablanca snorted at that, "You wish, but it seems you're so eager to leave my company… Sawada-san. Are you not interested in what I want from you?"
"Frankly I am curious." Tsuna admitted, "Unlike Imonoyama-kun over here I am…" Nobody of importance, he was going to say.
"The heir of Vongola famiglia…"
Tsuna used all his mental strength to not let panic to color his face, he expected the woman to had an inkling about him and Vongola but not the heir part. "Vongola?" The word rolled off of his tongue as if it was foreign. "Famiglia?" His mind worked furiously to remember and practiced Innocenti's teaching, how to lie to your enemies. He had been taught for months to do this and real life situation was completely different he supposed, but Tsuna tried his best to get hold of his body reaction. He let a wrinkle form on his brows, keeping his eyes still and locked to Casablanca's as the lie rolled naturally from his tongue. "What? I am the heir of what?"
"You really have no idea?" She questioned curiously with a tint of doubt.
It was fortunate he was young, so the act of titling his head to the side was very expressive and cute that Tsuna could see Casablanca lowered her cautiousness. "No, this is the first time I ever heard of it. Aside from seeing it in Pizza hut's menu once… on seafood pizza." It was ironic that he easily put up a façade of clueless little boy, but it was for a good cause.
She laughed softly. "My! So you really have no idea of who you are?"
Actually Tsuna was pretty sure she misunderstood the heir part, as currently the heir was his younger twin and not him. "I am ten but I am sure I know who I am." He huffed, projecting an image of a boy who didn't like to be told that he didn't know something as simple as that.
Nokoru narrowed his eyes as Casablanca continued to laugh at Tsuna's pout, and he had a feeling what he saw on the surface was a lie. Of course Tsuna's act was believable, but in short term knowing the older boy who acted so mature in the park the way he acted now was out of character. Nokoru himself was no stranger to the name of Vongola, they're after all one of the leading company in IT field and other vital field in this age. As funny was it was for a mafia family to be called clam, no one would laugh at the oldest and strongest famiglia in the world. Sawada-senpai was a Japanese, it didn't make sense for him to be the heir of mafia. As far as he knew, mafia was pretty strict when it comes to ancestry.
"Let me give you a short history lesson." Casablanca said, which snapped Nokoru out of his musing. "Bring that here." She instructed to one of her men and he hurriedly exited the room to do so. "Vongola Famiglia…" She began theatrically," It's the oldest and strongest mafia family in the world…"
"Mafia…" Tsuna echoed, displeasure was clear on his voice. "I am sure mom pay tax every year, so we can't be family of criminals." Actually Vongola paid their tax, at least his parallel counterpart did.
Casablanca looked annoyed the boy interrupted her, so she stubbornly ignored Tsuna's objection. "Vongola is more than just a mere mafia family, they're one of few superpowers in the world with wealth and influence that could even put even developed country to shame."
Nokoru whistled at that, "I heard they actually beat NASA's Apollo 11 to land on the moon, although it's hushed up quickly." Although he had to wonder why a mafia family bothered to fund such thing. But nah… his family did those kind of things too for the heck of it or because it was interesting.
"Indeed." Casablanca nodded in agreement, "Vongola is that powerful that it's not too much a stretch of imagination that they rule the underground world... Several other Famiglias serves under the Vongola umbrella, and their long history speak up that they're living up to their title as the best and the strongest."
Tsuna was not impressed by the short introduction, and to be honest he was getting tired of it. He wanted to make sure what had blown up his secret, and how to make use of it to escape. His thought was cut short when her subordinate entered the room, holding a framed painting that covered half of his body. "That's…" He trailed off in shock.
She smirked mischievously as her subordinate placed the painting on the table, her nimble fingers rested on the ornate frame. "This is the portrait painting of Giotto of Vongola, the first boss of Vongola Famiglia." The painting of Giotto who was sitting on a red velvet coach, serene expression on his face as he placed a dried leaf between the pages of book he was reading.
Nokoru looked back and forth between the painting and Tsuna, it didn't take even a second to see the resemblance. Nokoru stared hard at Tsuna who suddenly become very silent, hoping the older boy was not in too much shock.
Surprisingly Tsuna looked up at Casablanca then said, "Have you ever heard of There are 7 people that look alike in the world? I just happen to look like this man in the painting and you conclude I am his descendant just from that?!" He asked incredulously, "I got kidnapped over a painting?!"
"Giotto of Vongola retired to Japan, of course it's not just your looks boy!" She returned hotly.
Tsuna however was determined to deny the connection even if his mouth run dry, "If Vongola is the oldest mafia family, when do you think this Giotto guy retired to Japan?!" Casablance promptly answered two and half centuries ago. "Which mean if he is indeed my ancestor, he suppose to be my great great great great grandfather! What's the chance of me just happen to looks like him and descend from him?! Beside… what's the guarantee this painting is accurate enough?" He pointed at the painting as if it was some sort of evil incarnate.
"Shut up boy!" She had to admit the boy had a point, but there's no way she'd admit it out loud. "Regardless… I expect your full cooperation!" She ordered them as if she was the queen and they're her royal subjects.
He looked at her incredulously, "For what? You want to blackmail this Vongola family or something?" Tsuna inquired with a huff, looking at the tenseness she had when he said it he was not far from the truth. "Sorry, but I honestly doubt you can do that with holding a ten years old boy who happen to looks like their first boss…" Actually they would, as much as Tsuna disliked his father, he knew Iemitsu would raise hell for his safety.
"Don't you think that is…" He trailed off a little mischievously, "Pretty reckless? Won't they annihilate you for slandering their first boss or something if you do that?"
She paled at the prospect and Tsuna was glad to know it seemed this organization she headed was in much lower strata compared to Vongola, "Well…" She trailed off, starting to lose her cool. "Whether we can use you or not is still up to debate, one way or another we will get some proof on you. DNA test or something like that…"
Oh shit…
Then she smirked, turning her attention back to Nokoru. "In the other hand Nokoru-kun… about my offer…"
Nokoru smiled charmingly at her as he tapped her fan against her palm, Tsuna eyed the fan and wondered where it came from and since when Nokoru had it. "I am sorry milady… but as I said you have nothing in me to make me to accept your offer, and as Sawada-senpai said… bodily harm is out of question. Why don't you let us go and we go to our separate ways? You can't control me and you have too many loophole to make use of Sawada-senpai, and it's seems a dangerous affair to try threatening Vongola."
Tsuna smiled at Nokoru, he was grateful the younger boy brought up a valid point. "I agree… "
She snorted, "Of course… but you boys forget something, as smart as your mouth and mind could be… boys would be boys, so impulsive."
No… she wouldn't dare! Tsuna screamed on his mind.
"I don't know about Tsunayoshi-kun here… but I know Nokoru-kun always keep everyone around him at arm length, because getting too close to you will involve them in danger." Nokoru paled at what she was implying. "We are keeping your friends in basement prison now… it's been a while and I think they would have bawled their eyes by now…"
Tsuna's eyes widened at that, so this boy was constantly in danger that he had to isolate himself? His eyes softened at Nokoru, he was reminded of himself a little when he just found out about his connection with Vongola and distant memory of his parallel counterpart who had to put his friends in danger.
Nokoru swallowed, "They don't have anything to do with this! Leave them alone!"
"Then…" Casablanca smirked, "Just say yes and I will let your friends go."
Nokoru clenched his fist and about to open his mouth before Tsuna cut him off, "You lied." He drawled as he stood up, "It's obvious that you won't let any of us go… you're a group of criminals and we've seen your face. In your plan our fate is set… there's no negotiation here." Tsuna concluded smoothly. "There's never a 'No' option with you, is there?"
She laughed at that, "I love smart boys… even if you're not Vongola descendant." She eyed him hungrily, and Tsuna narrowed his eyes when he heard Vongola descendant. So… she was not that concerned whether he was the heir or not, she wanted the blood of Vongola, the power of hyper intuition. So her aim was not limited to blackmailing Vongola. "I think my organization still can make use of someone like you Sawada Tsunayoshi… You're sharp enough even without that intuition Vongola is famed of." Now that she freely spoke of her mind, she was absolutely confident she had power over them.
Tsuna snorted at that, "Is that so?" She raised an eyebrow at his reaction, he was too calm for a cornered little boy. "But I am afraid you will not make use of any of us."
"And pray tell why?" She hissed angrily. "Don't forget your friends' life is in my hands…"
Nokoru gulped, this wasn't good. "Sawada-senpai…" He tugged on Tsuna's sleeve, "That's enough, she is serious about harming our friend." He warned.
She smirked, "Listen to Nokoru-kun… and be a good boy so your friend…"
BANG!
"Tsuna!"
"Kaichou!"
"Senpai!"
It was pretty comical to see the door slammed open without warning, two unfortunate men who stood beside the door was sandwiched by the door and wall. Both Nokoru and Casablanca jumped three feet in shock because of their friends' dynamite entry. Tsuna just smiled at his friends who came to get him.
"Hi, that's quite an entrance you make guys!" He greeted them jovially.
"Of course!" Takeshi agreed.
Hayato nodded in agreement, "Anything for you Kaichou!"
Nokoru looked wide-eyedly as their friends approaching, "How?"
"I am glad you're safe senpai." Suoh said, "Can you stand up?"
He nodded, "But how you guys can escape from the basement?!" Nokoru asked incredulously. "And the way here should be littered with guards!" He knew Suoh held 3rd Dan for majority of martial arts but to defeat professionals?
"We just beat them up." Hayato supplied helpfully, "Like this!" He demonstrated with chucking a handful of dynamite to a group of men nearby.
Nokoru's jaw dropped, "But but…" That had to be illegal!
BOOM!
Wait… how come no one died but just singed?
Casablanca's yell stopped his thought; she hit a button and glared fiercely at them. "Boys! Stay still! In few minutes this room will be filled with my subordinates, I won't make the same mistake with underestimating little warriors we have here!"
He shook his head, "Never mind! Can you guys hold them back for a while?" He asked as he suddenly dropped to all four and planted his ear against the floor.
"Imonoyama-senpai?" Suoh asked curiously. "I can do that but…"
Takeshi grinned, "Just do what he said Suoh!"
"Just trust me." Nokoru shot him a determined look and Suoh felt some sort of switch flipped in him and he obeyed without question.
He nodded, "Alright." And with that he joined Takeshi and Hayato on the fight.
Tsuna would have joined but he had no weapon in him, and he was pretty useless without weapon against adults so he decided to help Nokoru, whatever the boy had in mind with rubbing his ears against the cold floor. "What are you doing? Looking for something?" He queried as he crouched down beside Nokoru.
Nokoru smiled confidently, "Yep." He said as he gave another experimental knock on the floor.
Tsuna blinked as realization of what Nokoru was trying to do hit him, ignoring the commotion behind him Tsuna scanned around the room, then his eyes narrowed to certain spot. He tapped Nokoru's shoulder and in response of the younger boy's questioning look he stood then walked ten feet to the left. "I think what you're looking for is here." He gestured to a perfectly smooth surface of marble flooring.
Nokoru hesitated but didn't voice it out loud and went to confirm Tsuna's statement, his eyes widened when he gave the spot an experimental knock. "How?"
He glanced subtly at Casablanca who was shrieking order like a banshee at her subordinate and confirmed there's no way she could hear him from this distance and chaos. "Intuition." He answered honestly, "We can save this for later and get out of here first."
"Right!" Nokoru agreed before he turned around and yelled, "Everyone over here!"
"Let's get out of here!" Tsuna added as their friends drop unfortunate souls they were beating up and run to their direction.
Present: Discordant Orchestra (Last Part)
"All the world's a stage and most of us are desperately unrehearsed."
― Seán O'Casey
The moment they got inside the bulletproof car, which was relatively their safe zone, Yagami Raito began to swear in six different languages in regards to certain brunette. Nokoru flushed a deep red as he just learned five new curses in Chinese and Dutch. "Wow… never know your vocabulary is that extensive when it comes to curse." He couldn't help but commented, "But really… Yagami-senpai, this is not the first time Sawada-senpai charging head on to danger."
Yagami scowled at that, "Yeah I know… he always tried to keep his head down but he is the first in line to charge to danger in the name of justice."
"Justice?" Nokoru snorted, "The last time I asked him about being hero of justice, he said he has no interest in getting even."
Yagami frowned, "Justice is not about getting even."
He shrugged, "He said, Justice is a beautiful word… revenge twisted by sense of righteousness." It was always like that since he knew the Sawada Tsunayoshi, he never did anything because it was right but because he must. He shoulder everything he had done as based on his own judgment, if it's wrong it was no one else's fault but his.
"Sawada always know how to play with words." Raito admitted as the car sped up through the road, "If I didn't know better I'd think he could bullshit his way out for everything."
Two miles away from the bulletproof car Sawada Tsunayoshi sneezed, "I had a feeling Yagami-senpai is criticizing my folly by now." At least what he considered as folly.
"Ha ha ha ha." Takeshi laughed at that, "As long as you understand each other."
Tsuna rolled his eyes as he turned around the corner, following what his hyper intuition told him. "Understand each other…" He repeated, "I hope so…" He conceded, "Speaking of which… I feels my brother's flame is approaching someone else's."
"Is he going to engage someone in combat?" Takeshi asked curiously.
Tsuna nodded, an exasperated sigh escaped his lips. "If my brother is still the same boy I know in my childhood days." Which he was and still is." I am afraid he is going to challenge them like a man."
Somewhere else, on the rooftop.
True to Tsuna's prediction Natsu encountered the brown haired girl and she had him at gunpoint. Not that Natsu was on the verge of getting killed of course, as he had snapped the gun in half by the next second. "Damn you!" The girl cursed as she jumped back to distant herself from Natsu.
Normally Natsu won't challenge a girl but Reborn predicting that, the arcobaleno shot Natsu with dying will bullet first before he saw his opponent. All Natsu had in mind was "Defeat my enemies with my dying will!' and his manly chivalry be damned. Of course usually mafia won't attack a girl, but Chinatsu was anything but a defenseless girl.
In fact Reborn could say this fight was where Natsu had come closest to death. Gokudera Hayato was way superior compared to this Chinatsu girl, but when Gokudera had no intention to kill Natsu, Chinatsu had every intention to kill Natsu and she had better weapon when it comes to lethality. Each close call Natsu made as he evade Chinatsu's bullet was one step from death, and Reborn had to admit Natsu should end this soon before he run out of dying will bullet. Chinatsu was relentless in her assault, and she has zero hesitation to kill Natsu.
This was a true assassin.
According to intelligence he gathered, this girl had just joined Orchestra last year. Just one year and this girl had already hardened by blood and firearms. The way she attacked was… relentless, just like a storm that never rest.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"Stay still, damn it!" Chinatsu cursed.
"I will defeat you with my dying will!" Natsu roared as he punched the machine gun Chinatsu was holding to pieces.
The girl cursed and rolled to the side to evade Natsu, putting distance between them. However Natsu was faster than she was and before she could grab another gun he had reached out to grab her. Unable to reach for her trusted firearms in time Chinatsu swung her right leg in reflex to bat Natsu away. She miscalculated that the hand that reached out had grabbed her leg instead.
There shouldn't be anything wrong with grabbed a leg trying to kick you, however it's different matter entirely when your opponent was a girl and she was forgetting a pretty vital piece of lingerie. While dying will take most of your reason to focus your everything to accomplish a task, noted the 'most' part, which mean there's some reason left. Not to mention it's been quite a while since Natsu was shot so the effect started to wear off.
Natsu's eyes bulged the size of dinner plate at what he saw, blood rushed to his head and spurted from his nostril. Even Reborn had his eyebrow rose by two millimeters at the sight, but of course an experienced man like him won't have nosebleed like Natsu. "You're really a brat, Natsu."
It took Chinatsu three seconds to comprehend why Natsu stopped on his track and having a bad nosebleed. She flushed a deep red all the way to the tip of her ears, folding her grabbed leg with force and Natsu was pulled in when he was in a daze. Chinatsu didn't punch Natsu, but her palm was opened wide as it slammed against Natsu's left cheek without mercy, leaving a perfect red fingerprints.
"Hentai! Hentai! HENTAI!" She shouted as she slapped Natsu again and again, forgetting her firearms completely. In fact her sense of reason was completely overwhelmed by her shame that she forgot she supposed to kill Natsu, instead of slapping the boy to hell and back.
The slaps however woke Natsu up from his daze and before another slap could land on his cheek he caught the offending hand with his right hand and punched Chinatsu's stomach with his left. The pain made the assassin girl keel over, holding her stomach. "Kuh!"
Natsu blinked, realizing what he had just done out of instinct. "So… sorry! I didn't mean to hit you that hard!"
Chinatsu grunted it's hurt too much to even stand. "Whaa…t?" What kind of man felt sorry for his assassin?
Reborn couldn't decide whether he had to be proud or ashamed, "What a lame way to win." On top of that Natsu got bitch slapped like that. This was going to be one of those things he had to keep in tight lid the moment Natsu ascended to be Vongola Decimo.
One hundred feet away from the Rooftop
"What a disappointment." The man in white couldn't help but commented, holding his binoculars down. "That boy is really going to be the next Vongola boss?" He wondered out loud.
"Unfortunately as much as I loathe it, he is." A calm voice answered.
The white haired man didn't turn around, he knew the owner of that voice well. "Then why don't you stop running away from your fate and accept it? You know that you'd make better Vongola boss than him, don't you think so? Sawada Tsunayoshi… the rightful owner of Vongola ring."
Tsuna stood few feet away from the white haired man, narrowing his eyes in displeasure, "Fate? Don't make me laugh, if I can run away from it then it's not my fate to be Vongola Decimo."
He snorted. "She will catch up with you sooner or later I am sure." He retorted mischievously, "…Beside, what will you do if something bad happened to your brother because you keep running away from your destiny? Won't you call that a bad decision?" He drawled in skeptical tone.
Takeshi who stood on Tsuna's growled, "You dare…" To call everything they had worked hard for as mistakes?!
Tsuna raised his hand in placating gesture to Takeshi, and the rain quieted down. "I won't confuse poor decision making with destiny, beside…" He cracked his knuckles. "Shiroi Akuma-san, you really have a bad manner, barging in to make our life difficult. Have you nothing better to do?"
Shiroi opened his mouth to correct his name, Tsunayoshi and his friends had repeatedly refused to call him by his name. That was how much they hated him to a point not even his name was not acknowledged. It never tired him to correct the rightful owner of Vongola ring though. "My name is…" He stopped on his track when he saw that smile, one that promised pain and lots of it. He began to sweat nervously, correcting his name was forgotten.
Tsuna gave him the best look that convey 'Like I care?' which pretty scary in his opinion. "Now… how should we settle this, hm?"
Shiroi flailed his hand. "Maa maa… I guess I am a little overboard with insulting your brother, but you have to admit he is not very bright. Seriously, that girl bitchslapped him."
"My brother…" Tsuna trailed off as his voice became glacial, "Is just…" He trailed off then settled on, "Naïve… He is thirteen."
He'd like to point out that Tsuna was just a few minutes older than Natsu and anything but naïve. "I think the word you should be looking for is slow." He corrected with a scoff. "Isn't he?"
Tsuna's eyes narrowed dangerously, "I am sure my brother is pretty fit to outrun any healthy adult."
"Now you're just in denial, or did the power of brotherhood love blind you from the truth?" He seriously asked, because for the first time since he came to know Sawada Tsunayoshi it seemed the brunette suffered an IQ drop. "Admit it, your brother is not very bright, and he is pretty slow over here." He tapped his temple. "Are you sure you're going to let your brother to inherit Vongola family and the ring?"
"Yes." Tsuna answered without hesitation, "He is thirteen, a little naivety at that age won't kill anyone as far as I concerned."
"He is a mafia." Shiroi pointed out. "It will kill him."
"That's what Reborn is for." Tsuna pointed out, crossing his arms. "So he'll survive until he gets better." Like my parallel self did.
Shiroi rolled his eyes. This was getting nowhere, and frankly they always talking in circle because neither was willing to relent in their argument. He wanted Tsuna to embrace his destiny, while Tsuna wanted to screw with the said destiny. "To be honest, tonight I just want to see how good he is. It's disappointing really… he doesn't have hyper intuition yet and still fighting in his boxer." He listed on dryly. "Isn't he suppose to have two years ahead of your parallel self in his training?" Tsuna didn't answer, to be honest he couldn't deny it's partly because Natsu didn't went through what his parallel self did. Natsu was trained, not fighting for survival like Vongola Decimo did. There was a world difference in that.
"Are you done insulting my brother, Shiroi Akuma-san?" Tsuna asked coldly.
"I am stating facts." He corrected, "At the rate this goes I didn't even have to lift a finger to eliminate your brother from the board, or maybe I should have take care of him and save all of us the trouble." He suggested mirthfully.
Tsuna clenched his fist; then again this man had never been subtle with his intention. How much this man hated Natsu for being the heir of Vongola, a player that have no place in his script. "Or…" Tsuna suggested and his voice turned glacial. "I can take care of you here instead." Smiling benignly at probably the most hated man he had ever known. "And save us all from the trouble, demon." He crackled his knuckle. "Takeshi, don't interfere…"
"Yes Kaichou." Takeshi saluted.
He laughed softly, "I admit I am frightened of you, a little." He raised his pinky finger. "More than a little perhaps since you have such a scary face on you now, Sawada Tsunayoshi."
"Is that so?" Tsuna drawled wryly, "Then perhaps you should think twice before you lit my anger." Tsuna hissed as he stepped forward, his eyes took lighter hue and shimmering like a blazing flame.
Shiroi smirked, "Can we even fight here? Don't be a fool." He waved his arms in placating gesture as if it could calm he enraged older brother before him, "At this distance Arcobaleno Reborn will notice your sky flame and mine. Are you sure you want to risk blowing your cover you have nurtured so carefully for the last two years?"
Tsuna didn't stop his advance, and not even a hint of doubt marred his face. Yamamoto Takeshi was outright laughing at him. "Noticing our flame? Really… do you think I am a type of people who throw my logic out of window when facing you of all people?" He asked incredulously, "I believe I deserve more credit than that, after all…" He trailed off, "I indulge you in that petty conversation, didn't I? Do you think I'd even bother without a purpose?"
His eyes narrowed, then he glanced at the sea. "Come to think of it, we're so near with the sea at night but I didn't feel any wind blowing." Shiroi chuckled softly, "Sometime in mid of our talk I think, the wind stop blowing in this rooftop." He glanced at the sky and noticed something transparent glinting, and when he looked carefully the whole building they were standing on was encased in some sort of barrier. "Shouichi-kun's invention… last time you use this too, I recall the name is Sanctuarry… a flame based barrier that isolate everything within." He smirked. "My… now, I am really scared."
"Too late to notice that now, don't you think?" Tsuna said pointedly.
He agreed, "True, but to be fair you always distract me." He said coyly.
Tsuna didn't dignify that with pointing out how wrong that sounded. There's no end of this man's mockery, and Tsuna'd like nothing but to wipe that smug look from his face. "In that case." Tsuna's form blurred from Shiroi's very eyes and the next thing he knew a gloved hand punched him from his left, sending him sprawling to the ground. "I will take that distraction as my advantage…"
The white demon coughed out blood, his pale cheek swelling red. "Well, I am not inclined for another dance for tonight, can't we just talk? Diplomacy is your forte, right?"
Tsuna snorted as he dashed towards the white demon, "And I am not inclined to indulge your shameless posturing and self indulgent bragging!"
"Ha ha ha… as amusing as ever!"
Back to another rooftop, with Natsu and Reborn
Natsu was not sure he had to help the girl to stand or not, but judging from her pained expression she'd better lay down for a while. He turned around and glared at Reborn. "You made me hit a girl!" He roared.
"An assassin girl." Reborn corrected, then glanced at the duffel bag full of weapon that at one point had been kicked so far away to the corner of the rooftop. "She is far from helpless, and she probably has killed more people then she has met." He pointed out coolly. "Your point? You fend yourself from an assassination attempt, that's all in it."
Chinatsu squirmed, that last hit had been brutal on her solar plexus. She froze when she tried to stand, because Reborn pointed his gun at her, his cold eyes as if staring at her very soul. "You should be grateful that I didn't ask you to dispose of her yourself, Natsu." Reborn said coldly.
Natsu quickly stepped between Chinatsu and Reborn, "I won't let you kill her, Reborn."
Reborn narrowed his eyes, "Which part of she comes to kill you so you got to kill her before she did you that you can't get Natsu?"
The brunette swallowed, "But even so… she could barely stand! We don't have to kill her!"
"We don't." Reborn agreed, "But it's better to take care of her now."
"Like hell!" Natsu snarled.
Chinatsu narrowed her eyes, "Excuse me… but I got to agree your sensei is right."
"No, he isn't." Natsu said stubbornly, ignoring the sound of knuckle Reborn made threateningly in the background.
The older Japanese's left eye twitched, "What kind of idiot let people who tried to kill them to live?"
"I am not an idiot!" Natsu shouted indignantly.
"Say the pervert in boxer." Chinatsu droned. "And printed boxer, Jolly Roger at this age?" She mocked, eyeing the black boxer with skull pattern.
Natsu flushed a deep red, "This coming from a girl who don't wear her panties?! Who is the pervert here?!"
It's Chinatsu's turn to blush a brilliant scarlet, she quickly sat up and fold her hands on her lap. "I'm not a pervert!"
"Then wear your panties!" Natsu said with blushing face, pointing at the assassin girl with accusing finger, "Beside! If you're an assassin, wear some pants and not skirt! You're flashing everyone, or is that the feminine wiles strategy?!"
Reborn wondered if it's a correct time to remind his student that criticizing your assassin was definitely not a good attitude for a mafia boss, unless it's part of bragging when the mafia boss defeated the said assassin.
"No, it's not! I like my skirt, and I go commando not because I'm a pervert!" Of course neither male in vicinity believed her. "I shoot better if I go commando!"
"Like I can believe that!" Natsu snapped hotly.
As the greatest hitman in the world he supposed they had their own way to get on their top shape, to be honest going commando was not as weird as what he had seen in his long career.
"Oi, you two." The arcobaleno reminded them of his existence. "Natsu move aside, and girl, stay still and it will be painless."
Natsu scowled, while Chinatsu just crossed her arms as she accepted there's no way she could escape Reborn. Her sensei would be alone again, but Chinatsu was sure he would survive. "Reborn you!"
Chinatsu raised her hand, "Can someone lend me a phone, I am sure I am entitled to have last word with my mentor."
Reborn snorted, and then tossed his spare phone to the girl. "Go ahead."
"OI!" Natsu snapped, "Is the greatest hitman in the world going to execute a helpless girl?!"
"A helpless girl with topnotch skill that tried to kill my student." Reborn added, eyeing his gun with interest.
Chinatsu grinned as she dialed her mentor's number, "My! Grazie." Enemy or not, Reborn was the greatest hitman in the world, and as a hitwoman that was praise in the highest order for someone in their profession. Chinatsu had to say she could die happy, "Hello, Shishou?"
"Oi Chinatsu… what's going on there? This is not your number." In fact there's no number could be seen on his screen, a hidden number.
Chinatsu hummed, "You see, Shishou. Signor Reborn lend his to me so I can tell you my last word before I reunited with my parents." She said as if she was talking about going shopping with her friends. "Perhaps I won't, I will go to hell after all! Te he~"
"You got caught, girl?" Carlos snarled, "You idiot... keep talking, I will go to your location." It was likely their enemy caught Chinatsu in her sniping point, that was pretty near from his location. "Even if I can't save you at least I want to see your last moment, and perhaps avenge you if I could… don't worry I will run at the first sign of danger. "
Chinatsu laughed softly, "Yes… yes, now Shiiiishou… listen well, make sure you always maintain our instrument even though I won't be there to remind you, brush your teeth every day, you can eat the pudding I left in our fridge, always wear fresh underwear, and make sure to wash your laundry or send it to dry cleaning service."
"Yeah, sure."
That was seriously her last will? Natsu couldn't help but thought, she sounded like a mother reminding her kid about his chores, before she was off to housewife social gathering.
"Yep yep! And also… burn my stuffs including my lingeries, don't forget the black one with white lace. It's my favorite!" She ignored Natsu's blushing face, "I also want you to burn an incense for me every year on 15th July." She added with a grin.
Did she just make her Italian mentor to celebrate Obon on her honor?
"And don't forget that…" She trailed off.
"You are taking too long." Reborn cut her off. "Say good bye now, or not at all."
She guessed she was pushing it, so this was how she'll die. At least dying in the hand of greatest hitman in the world is not as lame as beaten up by pervert in boxer. "Okay, Shishou… good bye." A lone tear fell from her eyes. "I love you." She said as she ended the line with a click.
That was the most humane he had ever seen of her, her embarrassed reaction aside. Regardless of how many lives she had taken, Chinatsu was still a human who loved her teacher.
"Prepare yourself." Reborn said, cocking his gun.
"Let me take my hat off." She said as she placed her hat on the ground. "Please let this hat here, I want my teacher to take it back later."
"No problem, ready?" Reborn was getting tired.
"I was born ready." She quipped. "And will die ready."
Natsu once again stepped in the firing path, "Stop, she didn't have to die! I mean… she is not going to kill me." Not anymore.
Chinatsu slapped her palm against her forehead, "I was! Now move away, boxer boy!"
"NO!"
Reborn sighed, "There's one condition to let she live."
Natsu perked up at that, "Fine! Then tell her!" He demanded.
Reborn tipped his fedora. "She has to be your subordinate." Reborn said in solemn tone, "Swear her fealty to you, and abandon allegiance to Orchestra."
Chinatsu didn't even consider it. "Not going to happen." Chinatsu said without a hint of hesitation. "This guy is an idiot, but not a bad guy I admit." Chinatsu said, smirking at Natsu who sputtered indignantly. "But I will not betray my mentor."
Reborn shrugged, he already knew that. "I wish we can recruit you before your teacher did, unfortunately you're too loyal to betray him to save yourself. Admirable loyalty…" He turned to his student, "Understand now? She'd rather die than to live for someone else."
"But…" Natsu gritted out. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS, REBORN!" He wanted to say something to save this girl but there's no reason came up on his head.
"I can and I will." He said and kicked Natsu to the side. This was Natsu's greatest strength and weakness, he might be an arrogant and brash brat most of the time but he was also kind. Unfortunately this world didn't treat kindness kindly.
Natsu whimpered but his strength was waning, an after effect of dying will bullet. If only he is as smart as Tsuna he'd been able to convince Reborn to let her go. Reborn who respected his brother, acknowledging Tsuna's capacity. If only… "If it's Tsuna, you would have listen! Right Reborn?!"
"No." Reborn answered without hesitation, he was about to pull the trigger and Chinatsu closed her eyes.
He closed his eyes he couldn't see this! For the first time in his life Natsu wished with all his heart that his older brother was with him. "Nii-san!"
"Yes?" A gentle voice replied.
Natsu blinked that instead of the sound of gunshot he heard Tsuna's voice instead. He opened his eyes slowly, instead of dead body of Chinatsu and Reborn's smoking gun, what he saw was Reborn hiding his gun on his pocket, Chinatsu was trying to hide her hat behind her and whistling. Tsuna was near the door that connected to the rooftop to lower level. Yamamoto was following closely behind him and for some reason he was carrying Tsuna's jacket.
"Tsuna?"
The older twin didn't answer instead he marched to where Natsu was sprawling on the floor and gave the younger twin a flick on the forehead. "Aww! What was that for?!"
"What are you thinking?! Running off like that when terrorist is attacking this port!" Tsuna scolded him.
Natsu blinked owlishly, "Terrorist?"
Tsuna nodded, "Yes, most of them have been arrested by now but it's still dangerous to go off on your own." Tsuna chided, crossing his arms in disapproval. "I won't ask why you ran off, but how do think I would feel if something happen to you?"
The younger twin swallowed, and in the background no one dared to utter a word, letting the twin to have all the time in the world they needed. "But I am fine…"
Tsuna eyed the bruise and scrapes on his body, and Natsu shrank under Tsuna's gaze. "I am not blind Natsu, I know injuries when I see it. You have to get those treated accordingly as soon as possible."
"Yes…" What else he could say? He glanced at Reborn and Chinatsu, he noted Yamamoto was chatting with Reborn and Chinatsu was glued on the floor. She didn't move, because she knew one wrong move she'd become a Swiss cheese. While she was ready to die, she wanted a quick and clean death if she could choose.
Well, Tsuna did stop Reborn from killing Chinatsu although it was not intentional.
"Natsu… I am waiting." Tsuna tapped his feet impatiently.
Natsu looked up in confusion, what did he mean by… Oh. "Right… I am really sorry." If there was one thing Tsuna could do well as an older brother since forever, it was making Natsu apologize if he did something wrong.
"And…" Tsuna pressed.
"I promise I will not do it again." He added. He never knew he missed this brotherly routine, although back then instead of stern Tsuna would pester him with big doe amber eyes for this. He looked up, gazing at Tsuna's amber eyes, as beautiful as he recalled unlike his dull brown one. However it no longer held childish innocence of his old dame brother. "Are you hap…" Natsu's snide remark was cut off when Tsuna pulled his younger twin to an awkward hug.
Tsuna closed his eyes, "Thanks God, you're alright… My heart almost stopped when I saw you leapt on that staircase, don't do that again…" He murmured gently to his younger twin's ear. "Just don't." He pleaded.
Reborn's heart was as cold as the coldest ice in the middle of South pole, but he couldn't help but warmed at the sight of the two brothers. "Well… " He trailed off, glancing at the grinning Yamamoto. "How do you guys know we're here?"
Takeshi laughed at that, "Tsuna put a tracking device on Natsu when we were in restaurant, Natsu seems to be keen on running off back then so Tsuna put it on him as precaution."
Why did Tsuna have a tracking device with him in the first place? But it was unlikely Yamamoto Takeshi would answer that. "I see…" His eyes shifted, glancing subtly to the Tsuna's jacket Takeshi had hanging on his right arm. There was black stain on the sleeve, eyes less sharp than his would have missed it not to mention Takeshi quickly folded it and tucked the jacket under his arm.
Why did Tsuna have burn marks on his jacket? Reborn frowned, not exactly burn marks but the sleeve accidentally brushed against something that burned.
"Did you guys just play with fire?" Reborn asked.
Yamamoto grinned weakly, "Nah… nothing like that."
Although… Tsuna did go a little overboard, Takeshi thought to himself.
Back to Discipline Committee, and the abandoned rooftop
"Tsuna-nii went a little overboard." Lambo couldn't help but say as DC members running around the vicinity to clean up the mess.
Kusakabe stared at Lambo in disbelief, "A little?! Kaichou scorched the whole rooftop black!"He exclaimed, pointing at the blackened rooftop.
"Hai hai…" Lambo rolled his eyes, "Just get to work and fix this place so no one finds out." Lambo ordered as he scrutinized the thing on his feet. "But still… another ¥ 180.000 doll." He muttered, kicking the human shaped charcoal.
Kusakabe raised an eyebrow, "Out of curiosity, how we even know the cost of this body double that man makes?"
"Every single time he met Tsuna-nii, he'd always start with self indulgent bragging… " Lambo said, kicking the charcoal body as he didn't have anything better to do. "That's including the low cost needed to produce his double, to be frank… I have to wonder if we had ever seen the real Shiroi Akuma at all since we know his existence."
Kusakabe narrowed his eyes, gritting his teeth around the toothpick. "Hm… what does that man want from us? From our Kaichou?"
"Tetsuya, don't bother to be concerned about that." Hibari cut in as he walked towards the charcoaled doll. His dark eyes gazed at the charred remain in disgust. "I don't care what that man wanted from us. All we need to do when we find the real him is…"
WHAM!
One swing of Kyouya's tonfa torn the already charred remains to pieces, Kusakabe gagged while Lambo wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Yikes! Kyouya-nii, that's so unhygienic!"
"Hn."
"Don't you hn-ed me!" Lambo yelled, "You're just bitter that Tsuna-nii finish this one without waiting for you, right!"
"Hn."
"And because Tsuna-nii was mad that you follow him here instead of guarding his brother like you're told!"
"Hn."
Lambo opened his mouth to hurl another remark but stopped, "Never mind…" He grumbled under his breath, "This one-sided argument is not worth my time."
One hundred feet away, with Tsuna and co
"Hai…" Tsuna said to his phone, "Proceed to securing the perimeter, I will leave the cover up to you then Hayato." He ended the line and put his phone back to his pocket. "As you requested, Reborn… everything happen tonight and our involvement will be kept as secret by police force." He winked, "I would have done it even if you didn't ask though."
Reborn nodded approvingly, "I appreciate it."
Tsuna returned the nod, and then he glanced at Chinatsu who opted to be mute throughout the whole ordeal. "And the lady over there? Who is she?"
Natsu swallowed, Tsuna didn't notice she was the same girl who bombarded them? Then again Tsuna saw the girl from afar and that ugly brown hat she was wearing was tucked to the pocket of her skirt. "Uhm… she was caught in the crossfire! I… saved her!"
Reborn didn't miss the way Tsuna's eyes narrowed, scrutinizing the girl then back to his younger twin. "I see…" Tsuna knew Natsu lied, "That's very nice of you… If she prefer, our school staff can take her back to her home. A young girl shouldn't be out so late in this kind of place…" And he played along with Natsu's lie.
There's no mistake, Sawada Tsunayoshi had awakened his hyper intuition. However the boy seemed like he didn't notice or passed it as some sort of gut feeling. Then again Tsuna was raised an a civilian, the best clue he had ever had of his hyper intuition was perhaps a strong sixth sense. He narrowed his eyes at the older twin, what should he do now?
He was well aware of Reborn's eyes trying to bore hole on his back, perhaps the hitman already had a feeling he had awakened his hyper intuition. Frankly that little revelation didn't bother him at all, there're lots of worse thing Reborn could find out about him. And that white bastard was on the top of the list Reborn should never find out, their relation at least.
Tsuna tensed suddenly, his hyper intuition was in alert again.
Few minutes ago
Carlos gasped for breath as he scaled the stair to reach the rooftop, the building was located right buildings behind the one Chinatsu was positioned in. He had no high hope in saving his disciple, the least he could do was watching her last moment and if he was lucky he could get a shot on her executioner to avenge her. When he reached the rooftop and used his binocular to observe, and he hoped Chinatsu had not died yet.
She had not, she was alive and in fact she didn't seem to be in danger of dying. "What the fuck?!" He sighed in relieve. "Oh well… she was still captured."
Now how should he do to help his cute disciple to get away? He scanned her surrounding, as he plotted his move. There was that ninja-boy not far from Chinatsu, a baby ( Was it infamous Reborn), a half-naked brat a little far away from the group together with…
Vongola Decimo!
He lost track of that boy before, and now Decimo was right under his sniping range. All he had to do was kill the boy, the other would be busy trying to save the boy and Chinatsu could easily slip away unnoticed. Yes… that was a wonderful plan, and he had this mission completed too.
"Get ready brat." He prepared his riffle, locking the target and his finger began to pull the trigger. Carlos however didn't expect the boy to suddenly whipped around and look at his direction as if he knew and…
BANG!
Tsuna knew someone was aiming for him, but he couldn't move. He and Natsu was in one line of the firing range, if he moved Natsu will… He was careless, and all he could do was reached out to drag his brother out of the way and hoped the bullet didn't get his vitals. Natsu let out a yelp of shock and protest as Tsuna pulled his younger twin down. Everything happened so fast and Tsuna braced for the pain the moment he heard the gunshot.
Nothing came.
Tsuna opened his eyes quickly, inspecting his brother in fear the bullet got Natsu. The younger twin looked confused but unharmed, did the sniper miss?
"Noooo!" Hysteric scream of a girl startled him out of his wits. "Shisou!"
He turned around, his eyes widened when he saw a familiar white figure on the building next to them. There was a figure of a man kneeling beside the white figure, before it fell to the ground. Could it be the male Orchestra member? Their eyes met and Tsuna could almost hear what those eyes were trying to convey, 'I can't let this minor character to interrupt our grand stage, for his insolence he had to die.'
Tsuna's eyes widened when the white figure kicked the Orchestra member, and the body fell on mercy of gravity. The girl let out another hysteric scream as she run towards the falling body, as if she could help her mentor. It was of course impossible, and the body fell from five stories building and crashed to the concrete ground.
Carlos of Orchestra was… dead, and when Tsuna's eyes try to search the white haired man, the demon was nowhere in sight.
"Il Demone Bianco." Reborn drawled, "Why is that man here?" The Arcobaleno wondered out loud with grim expression.
Tsuna's heart was beating loudly on his chest, as he knew the answer. That man was here for him. He suppressed all bodily reaction that could give him away, and he had to think up a response. Tsuna however didn't have to say anything to distract Reborn as Chinatsu screamed bloody murder.
"Who is that?! Who is he?!" She howled in rage. "I will kill him! I will kill him!" She chanted in hysteria.
Takeshi ignored the hysteric girl as he ran to Tsuna, his expression was mix of horror, shock and most of all fear. "Tsuna!" He had almost lost his sky, and it all happened in his watch.
"We're fine..." Tsuna returned and before Takeshi could say anything he grabbed Takeshi's hand and gave it a comforting squeeze. "I am fine." He repeated firmly as his eyes locked to Takeshi's. Don't you dare to feel guilty, it's not your fault!
Takeshi swallowed as he returned the touch, he was terrified that he'd lost his sky. It's not about whose fault, he had almost lost Tsuna! He steeled himself, he couldn't break down here. He had to stay strong and supported Tsuna no matter what, that's what Tsuna wanted from him.
When he was sure Takeshi was alright Tsuna turned his attention to his brother, "Natsu, you're okay?"
"Yeah." Natsu answered in a daze, it seemed his younger twin didn't realize they had just escaped death. "Uhm… could you let me go now? And it's getting cold, so… I'd like some clothes." He sniffed.
Takeshi grinned as he put his duffel bag down, "If you don't mind the size I can lend you my hakama top." He had kendo today.
Natsu accepted the grey kimono; it came down to his knees. "Better than nothing, thanks." He said as he tied the belt. It looked like he was wearing a short yukata, but he was not going to complain as long as he was clothed. He looked up and startled when he saw Chinatsu ran towards the stair followed by Reborn. "Wait! Reborn!"
"Natsu!" Tsuna called out and ran after his brother, "Mou! Why you always…" Takeshi just smiled at Tsuna, this time he'd make sure to not even bulge an inch from Tsuna's side. "Takeshi." Tsuna said in warning tone as they ran down the stairs, "Please don't hover me."
There goes the plan.
As they ran down the stairs Natsu understood where Chinatsu was going, she was going to see her master's body. So Natsu requested Tsuna to not follow him to the dark alley, he didn't know what he was sputtering but Tsuna in the end gave in with one condition, he got five minutes and by then he had to return to his brother or Tsuna will go after him.
He agreed with that condition and ran after Reborn and Chinatsu. He found the two of them not far from the entrance, there was a pool of blood and dead man. Thankfully the alleyway was dark and he could barely see the condition of the corpse after falling from such height. Chinatsu was kneeling beside the body and Reborn was sitting on a stacked crates. Chinatsu was crying but there's no sound coming out from her lips, Reborn was equally silent and Natsu couldn't find anything to say. This was the corpse of a man who tried to kill him today, and there's no word he could say to Chinatsu who was left behind.
Chinatsu turned to face him, glaring heatedly before she sighed in exasperation. She reached out for the cross necklace the dead man was wearing and untied it. Blood had dyed the cross red and half of the silver chain was dyed in the same color. She brought the cross to her lips and whispered. "Adieu… Shishou."
She stood up and went towards Natsu with determined stride. "Here and now I shall pledge my life to you Vongola Decimo."
"Wha…?"
"Don't misunderstand my words." She said coolly, "My loyalty still belongs to Carlos Acerbi and Orchestra, however I am willing to give the same loyalty to you as long as Vongola help me to avenge the man who responsible for my master's death."
Natsu opened his mouth to respond, "Well…"
"If you won't accept her alliance, she dies." Reborn said simply.
Natsu nodded almost frantically, "Of course! Welcome to our family! Err… I am Sawada Natsuhiko and… what's your name again?"
She snorted and gave him a beautiful smile that made his heart skip a beat. "Chinatsu… I am Seto Chinatsu, nice to meet you Boss."
Reborn smirked, it's not planned but Natsu got one guardian at last.
Outside of the Alleyway
"You know what happen in there right? Omnivore…"
Tsuna shrugged, "I know."
"Tsuna-nii, that girl tried to kill him." Lambo hissed.
Tsuna shrugged again, "If I recall correctly… half of his guardians tried to kill him…"
"Ha ha ha ha… " Yamamoto laughed. "It's basically a tradition in Vongola, I guess."
"Who cares." Hibari growled, "The problem is what happen next, you know what that baby will make you do!"
Tsuna sighed wearily, "Of course I know, and frankly what do you expect me to do? I myself have to agree it's a good arrangement, and I hate to see my brother have to defend himself alone."
Three days later…
Natsu's jaw dropped when his homeroom Teacher, Hishigi-sensei introduced them a new transfer student. Chinatsu was waving at him, smiling as if she was a normal girl and not a assassin. He had to admit she was very cute in Namimori-Gakuen uniform.
"Hello… My name is Seto Chinatsu." She introduced herself with soft voice that obviously faked, "Due to my terminal illness…" She coughed a couple of times. "I was hospitalized for a long time… so even though I am two years older than you I am placed in this class, I hope even though I am older we can be friends…" She muttered softly.
FAKE! So fake!
All male students in the room eyed her figure appreciatively, they didn't mind her age if it get her that killer figure, while the female students vowed to protect their new frail onee-san from hormonal boys. Natsu didn't need hyper intuition to see his class had been divided to two factions, courtesy of Seto Chinatsu.
Great, he got an ex-assassin and con-woman as his first guardian. He hoped his next guardians were saner and less weird.
Tsuna was watching the whole ordeal from security camera on the screen of his phone, they're still in class so he hid his phone behind his opened book. Tsuna could tell what's running on Natsu's mind as his younger twin stared at his newly acquired subordinate, and as concerned older brother Tsuna could only hope Natsu can survive the moment his hope for normal individual to enter his guardians rank squashed and died a horrible death.
As for himself, he hoped Kyoya could keep his temper in check with new addition to their school that undoubtedly would disturb their peace.
Then again 'Harbinger of Chaos' was Vongola's second name. There's no peace as long as they're around.
Okay... Rain me with hail of flames for late update! As long you guys want to risk me having an episode of anxiety attack and update slower. "I make a threat, GASP!"
At any rate... this chapter is EXTREMELY hard to write and I am so GLAD it's over! Perhaps in next chapter it would be the LAST for past section. Depends, as I never make a solid plan.
In this chapter I highlight Natsu's good qualities and Tsuna's real nature that he is not a perfect good guy. This part is the hardest to write, the part of Chinatsu's development with Natsu. Chinatsu is basically a female Bel with more common sense.
For those who are dying to know how strong Tsuna is... sorry but this chapter only give a flash of it, I want to keep it a secret a little longer ^^
And also... I am planning to have Dino come first for future part, but actually in canon Bianchi comes first. So what should I do... hm... oh well I will decide later but I have a feeling most of you will scream for our Hakuba Ouji LOL
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