A gunshot rang through the air and the empty bullet shell hit the floor. The smell of gun powder along with dried cigarettes littered the room as a pile of earmuffs were in a box. He breathed in and out deeply as he closed on eye and aimed it at the target mark. Another sound of an empty bullet shell hit the floor as it grazed through the red mark of the heart. About six shots were at the heart while twelve lay at the head.
Those were the only red marks and he was damn proud of himself that he could release his stress through training. Though he was still sick, he was completely frustrated. His fist clenched the pistol as he felt as if it would break from his hard touch. Tsuna let out a growl as he touched the key pad and called for ten targets. The sound of the machine working from the top floor was heard throughout the room and Tsuna frowned as he felt the need to punch something, anything honestly.
Suddenly the platforms dropped down and the practice drones with the target marks came down and Tsuna glared at them. He was pissed and nobody could calm him, he raised the pistol and shot the target as it walked forward to his booth. His other hand grabbing the knife from his pocket and flipping the army knife open and twirled around, stabbing the upcoming dummy in the head. He then kicked it away from himself and moved his body backwards and bent so he could shoot. The pop of the spine was heard as Tsuna shot the other dummy in the chest Mark and head.
'Three down, seven more to go,' he thought to himself as he moved away from the booth and walked quickly to the other side as the doors were locked. His combat boots clamped against the cement as sound of gears echoing the small basement filled his ears. His movements were top notch as he was the greatest assassin and he planned on living up to the name until he died.
The sound of metallic footsteps was heard from his left ear and he walked through the small maze that lifted up when he entered the training session. His eyes were narrowed as they sparked orange, he dark aura leaking out as he 'Tch'ed to himself. "Stupid pieces of shit, let me shoot you," he said angrily as he needed to hurry or else the timer would run out. Then he felt his intuition spark and he looked up and dodged the attack from the dummy. Raising a leg, he kicked the dummy away as the skin was rubber while a pair of jeans and dark shirts covered their naked bodies.
The body crashed to the wall and it left a dent in the cement, Tsuna sighed angrily as he ran a hand through his hair and was about to walk away but stopped when he hear the sound of mechanical movements. Raising his head, Tsuna glared at the piece of machinery and raised his gun and shot the head. A spark ignited as it twitched and fell.
He sighed as he rotated his shoulders to pop them and walked forward, his mind recalling what happened the past days. Tsuna stared at the red head and felt his heart tug when the other looked at him with confused eyes. His body shook as he stood up straight and push the other away from his body. "Tsuna?" He said as he trained to touch the other to pull him close.
Tsuna walked back and slightly glared at the other, the groceries were in this hand as most of it wasn't scattered on the floor. A growl escaped his lips as he kicked the bottom of the robots legs, sending it tumbling down and shot the head twice. His teeth clenched as he looked around more. 'Five more,' he thought to himself. His boots crushed against the rumble as he walked forward, his long hair was tied into a ponytail and flowed against his back.
His eyes narrowed as he saw one of the drones walking forward and shot it in the back of the head. "What are you doing here?" He said as his fingers shook but the other probably took it as it was cold out. The redhead just raised his hand and scratched his head, his eyes looking at the floor. A frown slowly formed on his face as he shook his shoulders, " I was just buying some gifts and groceries for Adelheid and the others. What about you?"
Tsuna crushed the head of another drone as he pinned it down. "I'm shopping for close friends and family. So I'll be going now Enma," Tsuna was about to leave until a hand grabbed his arm. "Are you still mad at me? After that long in life you still don't like what I did?"
He raised the gun and shot the struggling droid. His eyes covered by his bangs as the wires sparked. "When have I said I liked that idea? You knew that it was wrong yet you still did it-"
"I did it to protect you!"
The room was silent as he breathed loudly, his fingers gripped the rubber on the gun. His ear plugs were still in along with his goggles but he felt like throwing them at the wall. He knew his past was torturing but he tried to forget it but it always came back. Two of the drones laid on the floor as their circuits were fried. The smell of fire emitted the room, giving Tsuna a feel of bliss as it smelt like a run down candle.
Caramel eyes looked harden as he turned away from the mess he made but he'll clean it later, since right now he felt like a piece of shit that was about to rot if he didn't get comfort soon. With a sigh, he turned his heel and took off the plugs and goggles, throwing them to an empty box and placed his gun on the counter. His finger quickly flicked the switch to safety and the weapon fell with a clank. A shaky hand warmed its way into his hair as the cold yet warm breeze of the air circulation traveled through the underground building. Tsuna was currently in one of the underground bases Shoichi and him designed and the brunette had just tested out the knew stress relief dummies that the red head was currently making.
"Shoichi's gonna be pissed i broke all of his prototypes.. I'll just make it up to him later." The brunette sighed as he grabbed his coat from the hanger and wrapped it around his lithe form. His boots covered the galaxy pantyhose that was attached to the shorts that laid nicely on his thighs. With a groan, he pushed the door to exit and left.
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Back at the base, Irie sweated bullets as he looked at the letter in his hands. The beautiful, neat cursive writing frightened him. Well, not the writing exactly but the signature at the bottom. Oh, Tsuna is gonna have a cow, then a pig, then a horse, then a- Irie was interrupted by the sound of a door clocking and gulped as he closed the letter slowly and put it back into the envelope. His fingers shook as he tried his best to put on a smile but failed as he was too nervous.
"Shoichi?"
He shrieked. The red head quickly bowed and put out the envelope for Tsuna to take and quickly retreated to the restroom to cool himself. The dash of red quickly left from his peripheral vision, leaving Tsuna to question everything. The brunette shrugged his shoulders and sighed as he moved away from the entrance and into the living room to sit on one of the many couches. Sitting, tsuna took out the letter and unfolded it, his fingers denting the paper as he read the letter.
He re-read it and looked at the signature.
"Sincerely,
Luce Giglio Nero"
A/N: I'm sorry! no matter how many times i may say it, I've always end up posting very late and failing to fulfill your fantasies. But not for long! Next chapter Tsuna tags along with a certain group and seduces many, many, many men along the way- I sound like one of those dudes on the commercials that sound like their on drugs... well that's me
P.S. Sorry for the ungrateful mistakes and bad wording! Also R & R!
