A Royal Child

Chapter Nine


"Tsuna!" came a sharp, painstakingly familiar voice as Tsuna worked on signing off a report from Mukuro. The young Vongola boss flinched slightly, then sighed and combed a hand through his eternally stuck-up hair. Standing from his desk, he left his office and was soon met with his tutor.

"Yeah, Reborn?" he asked.

"Don't 'yeah Reborn' me! This is important!" the smaller male snapped. "Come here. We just got a report from Gokudera that there has been a prison break from Vindice."

"Oh, no. Not another one...," the Sky groaned, reaching up to rub his temple through his bangs.

"Yeah, another one," Reborn muttered. "Gokudera's in the meeting room waiting for you."

Tsuna nodded, soon following his tutor down to where the meeting room was. "Good luck staying calm," Reborn muttered.

"Ease up, Reborn, I'm nearly thirty. I promise not to shriek like last time," the Vongola replied with a weak chuckle, soon entering the room. "Hello, Hayato-kun. Reborn says you have some... disturbing news?"

"The worse, Tenth," Gokudera sighed. "I've gotten word that the five Funeral Wreaths have broken out of Vindicere."

"Well that's not so bad!" Tsuna said. "Hayato-kun, you were one of the people to give flames and revive them. Zakuro wouldn't be alive if not for you, Bluebell would've died without Takeshi-kun's flames, and the same goes for Ryohei and Daisy... and Mukuro and Torikabuto? The only Funeral Wreath whose life we didn't have to restore was Kikyo, and he's probably happy enough already that we spared him in the first place. They just want to live their lives, Hayato-kun. Don't worry."

The Storm gave a short sigh. "I don't know, Tenth. If they seek out Byakuran, and bring him back to their terms of thinking... we'd be up against their lot all over again! We gotta send out a search party in Italy to make sure they are not together! To prevent the Funeral Wreaths from ever returning to power."

Tsuna's usually soft and pathetic gaze sharpened. "Byakuran is on our side now, Hayato-kun. Just like how Mukuro is on our side, and just like how Xanxus is on our side - Byakuran is with us, too. We have nothing to worry about with him. I got a report from Xanxus not long ago that Byakuran had proven his loyalty to the Varia."

Gokudera bit his lip, then passed the jailbreak report to his boss. "Just promise me you won't be blind to what could happen, Tenth. As one of your loyal Guardians, I love you, and I'll protect you with my life! But that doesn't mean I'll settle for you just being full-on blind!"

The Sky smiled, moving to Gokudera and ruffling his hair a bit. "It'll all be fine, Hayato-kun. And save that love for your boyfriend, Takeshi-kun," he whispered. "If they become evil again, they're first attack point would be the Varia, and with Byakuran, Hibari, Mukuro, and Shouichi with them, the Varia couldn't possibly lose. Don't worry about it."

Giving a small nod, the silverette stood. "All right, Tenth. I... I'll do my best to trust your judgement," he said, though his voice held a lot less confidence than it could've.

Tsunayoshi nodded, soon leaving the room, his right-hand man trailing after him loyally. "... Hey, Hayato-kun?" the Sky started after a while. "I'll call Xanxus and let him know, okay? Will that cheer you up?"

The silverette glanced up at him. "Uh, yeah, that'd help," he mumbled. Tsuna smiled and took out his phone, soon calling Xanxus.

"... Hello, Xanxus?"

("What do you want, Tsuna?")

Unfazed by Xanxus using his nickname, the Vongola boss replied, "I want to inform you of a Vindicere break-out."


"Break-out?" Xanxus repeated, hand on Belphegor's face, trying to shove the obnoxious prince's head out of his line of sight to no avail. "Who?"

("Um, Kikyo, Bluebell, Daisy, Zakuro-")

"GET YOUR FACE OUT OF MY BUSINESS, PRINCE TRASH!" Xanxus snapped to Belphegor, who just giggled and slid into his lap, only to be shoved off.

("... and Torikabuto.")

"All right, so the five babies got out. They're probably too weak to do any harm," Xanxus grumbled.

"Who got out?" Byakuran asked.

"Kikyo, Bluebell, Daisy, Zakuro, Get-your-face-out-of-my-business Princetrash, and Torikabuto," Belphegor replied with a manic grin.

"That's some really old news. I saw Kikyo a fair while ago," Byakuran snickered.

"You did?" Fran cut in. "What the hell?"

"He looked like a hobo. No harm," the albino assured, not noticing Spark's awkward glance at him.

"VOI BOSS!" Squalo shouted suddenly, walking into the room with a maid's outfit on. "DOES THIS DAMN THING ACCENTUATE MY ASS WELL?"

"Hey! The Vongola is on the phone, trash, and I'll bet you just lost all of his respect!" Xanxus yelled back.

"WHAAAAT?!" Squalo all but shrieked.

"Are you on your man-period, long-haired commander?" Fran asked, covering his ears.

"YES!" Squalo snapped.

"Squ-chan, I told you not to come out yet!" Lussuria protested, running out and grabbing the other male's arms, dragging him back into another room, while scolding, "The effects of the perfume haven't worn off yet! You're all crazy!"

"I JUST WANTED TO DISCUSS MY ASS WITH THE BOSS!"

"Your ass looks great, shark trash!" Xanxus snapped, purely for the sake of getting the silverette to shut up. He then remembered Tsunayoshi was on the phone, and he muttered, "Sorry, Tsuna."

("No problem, Xanxus," Tsuna whispered. "Just be careful, all right? Call if you need us to help you.")

"Don't act like we're weak, trash. We have two of your guardians, and one of your worst nightmares."

("Almost all of you over there are my worst nightmares. Everyone, save for Fran-san and Shouichi-kun...")

"Shut up. I'm hanging up now," Xanxus growled, soon closing his phone, before standing. "I'm going to go see what the hell's going on with Lussuria and Squalo."

"Be careful, boss!" Belphegor cried.

"Yeah, don't go into the perfume!" Byakuran gasped.

"That'd kill him! Boss is allergic to perfume!" Mammon revealed.

"What, really?" Fran gasped.

"Oh, hell, yeah. Lussuria'd be drenched in the stuff constantly if it wasn't for that," Mammon replied.

"Wow, and all this time, I thought he wasn't holding back," Belphegor whispered.

"Oh no, Lussuria is so immune to that crap that it was once an attack of his," the Arcobaleno replied sagely. "He would run into battle, smelling like candles, and he'd make everyone choke on his foul, strong perfume and make them all die."

"Wow, you put so much emphasis on the word 'die' it was scary," Fran said. "Like you're voice dropped an octave."

"Yeah, seriously, Monta," Bel agreed. "It was weird."

"... Did anyone see Spark leave?" Byakuran asked.

"No, we were to focused on the power of girls and their smelly fluids," Fran replied, wrinkling his nose.

After an awkward pause, Belphegor stabbed his kouhai, gasping, "GROSS!"


Meanwhile...

"Kikyo? We need to talk."

-End Chapter


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