Hungry for Tsuna
A Katekyo Hitman Reborn Fanfiction
Disclaimer: I do not own this Katekyo Hitman Reborn, I think I've been saying this all along.
Author's Note: Well, I didn't make in time for the past birthdays. Happy belated Birthdays to Xanxus, Reborn and Tsuna!! However, I made it in time for Toshinoda Iida's birthday…which is today! Happy birthday! Sorry for the wait, like I said last chapter…I have no idea what time management is; and therefore only chapter eight and nine will be released this month. I did try. Thank you for Mithras151 for checking this chapter. Well enough of my babbling. Without further delay, Chapter Nine of Hungry for Tsuna, Tsuna the Target.
Instead of a chapter summary, I will sometimes replace it with my favorite quote out of the chapter.
Favorite Quote of Chapter Nine: "However, by some kind of magic, you miraculously get things accomplished. You're like a fucking Mary Sue."
Chapter Nine: Tsuna the Target
For the past two days, Tsuna has been avoiding his friends. He was still embarrassed by their behavior at the restaurant. Every time he would look back at the events that happened at that restaurant, he would remember how the other customers glared at them. He even felt sorry for that waitress that serviced them, since she was later brought to tears. It was such a horrible night and the brunette just wanted to forget it. However, no matter how he tried, he couldn't forget. Especially since the young protagonist was so weirded out by their behavior. Something was wrong with all of his friends. They had acted so strangely that night and he still couldn't place his finger on why. It was as if all his friends were fighting for his attention. Tsuna found himself sighing heavily. But I already pay attention to them. I just don't understand.
Tsuna pondered over the matter even further and slowly he began to connect things together. He realized that from his time here, not only have he gained friends that he also experience many firsts. Waking up next to Hibari and having his first kiss stolen from said person. Among his other firsts, Tsuna experiencing being glomped by Byakuran, molested by Mukuro. Tsuna reflected on his first meetings with everyone he's met and most of his encounters dealt with being kissed or touched inappropriately. He remembered that most of the misbehaving happened after Dino had kissed him. Even to this day he couldn't figure out why the blonde upperclassmen had done such a thing. The freshman couldn't help but blush as this revelation. But why? Why are they only doing it to me? Tsuna continued to ponder this complicated predicament he was in.
As the brunette walked down the empty hallways of the Sky dorm, he heard something. As he walked further, the noises became clearer. CRASH! The curious Tsuna followed the sounds of the crashing. It wasn't long before he found himself on the third floor of the dorms. As soon as he stepped on its floor, he saw bits of broken furniture litter the hallway. The hallways continued to explode with the destruction of items. Tsuna let his curiosity get the best of him and soon he found himself dodging an item being flung out of a dorm room.
"VOOOOOOOI!" The chestnut haired freshman heard as he slowly recovered from flinging himself onto the floor. KA-SPLAT! He saw yet another thing be tossed outside of the room and smash against the nearby wall. Tsuna's tawny eyes peered into the dorm room to see a long haired boy vandalizing another student's room. Apparently, said student was now lying on the floor unconscious after being beaten up by the loud attacker. Tsuna recognized the unconscious student as the president of the kendo club, Mochida-san. The brunette only recognized the dark haired student because Yamamoto had talked about considering to join; if he didn't get on the baseball team. He didn't know Mochida-san but no one deserved this treatment.
"Why are you doing this?" Tsuna stood in the frame of the door. "What did he do to deserve this?"
Squalo turned around at the sound of Tsuna's shaky voice. The long haired upperclassmen took a moment to look at the brunette as if he forgot who he was. He then grinned as he remembered. The white haired boy grinned. "WELL ISN'T IT THE SHITTY BRAT!"
I do have a name. Tsuna thought as he continued to gaze at Squalo. "Haven't you done enough damage to his room already?"
Squalo's light blue eyes looked to the fallen Namimori student and violently kicked at him. He then said in his loud voice. "WHY SHOULD I HAVE MERCY FOR TRASH?!"
"Stop it!" Tsuna screamed, watching the helpless student groan in pain.
The loud swordsman turned to the brunette and halted his beating. "DO YOU FEEL SORRY FOR HIM? DO YOU WANNA TAKE HIS PLACE?"
Tsuna opened his mouth ready to agree but than he closed it in hesitation. He remembered who Squalo associated with and he was very afraid that if he did accept then he would see Xanxus. Although, the brunette wanted to give the vice president a chance, Xanxus still scared him. Moreover, the president had warned Tsuna not to underestimate them and that they would harm him. Although, taking the student's place was a bad idea, the brunette couldn't walk away from Mochida-san. Before Tsuna could give Squalo his answer, he heard another voice behind him.
"Shishishi…he reminds me of a doll. The prince wants to play with him." Tsuna's eyes shifted to the newcomer. This person was taller than him. His hair was blonde as well as straight and short. His hair was shorter in the back and longer in the front. His blonde bangs concealed his eyes only revealing the other's creepy toothy grin. The mysterious student wore a small a silver tiara on his head, adding on to his creepiness. The blonde student was also wearing his Namimori school uniform except, Tsuna could see a striped shirt peeking from under his white shirt and white calf-high combat boots, wore over his pants.
"Doll?!" The brunette squealed.
"Playing with the doll will be much more fun." The blonde said in a childish manner. Grinning from tooth to tooth, the tiara clad student, pulled out a sharp knife and playfully pointed it towards Tsuna. "I wonder what the doll's blood looks like."
Tsuna watched in horror as the dangerous looking student pointed his knife at him. "Hiiiii!!" Tsuna screeched as he found himself backing up against the wall, in hopes of escaping through it.
Peeking from the doorway of unconscious student's room, Squalo was able to spot the person that tore Tsuna's attention away from him. The long haired student council representative was not happy to see the blonde haired knife wielder. Squalo made sure the other knew of his irritation. "VOOOOOOI!! I WAS TALKING TO THE SHITTY BRAT FIRST! MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS!"
"Shishishi…this is a Prince's business." The blonde looked to Squalo playfully. One of his favorite pastimes was bothering Squalo, when he was bored. The white haired boy was always prepared to fight and it was so amusing to him.
"WHAT'S THAT? I'LL KILL YOU!" Squalo said as he decided to stop terrorizing the unconscious student and placed his energy on attacking the blonde with the Cheshire cat-like grin.
"Try." The blonde's grin faltered. His face was left emotionless but a murderous aura was present around the boy.
Tsuna watched as the long haired male leapt into the air tackling the other down into the floor. As the two boys violently tried to rip each other's throats out, Tsuna grimaced observing how ruthless both students were. Never in his life had he seen such violence between two men. It was one thing to fight with your bare hands but there was something eerie about battles with weapons.
Why are they fighting each other? Anyway…I can use this chance to get out of this situation. Tsuna pondered and then he made a move to back away from the room, he had been using as refuge. He slowly inched towards the other end of the hallway but before he could made it, a harsh wind flew passed him. Tsuna eyes widening as the wind that had passed threw him was a number of sharp objects. A few throwing knives and a sword blocked his means of escape and Tsuna took that as a clear indications that he shouldn't make any sudden movements.
"VOOOOI!! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING!!" the long haired swordsman roared in the middle of stabbing the blonde in the face.
The tiara clad student also paused in skewering Squalo with his many knives. The blonde haired prince grinned. "A prince doesn't chase after dolls. Be a good boy and stay put."
The two of them stopped their fighting and decided to focus their attention on making sure Tsuna didn't escape. "YOU'RE COMING WITH US!" Squalo declared.
Scared shitless at this point, Tsuna nervously replied. "Perhaps another time."
"Shishishi. Are you afraid? We'll try not to hurt you…much." The blonde said darkly.
I am so dead! Tsuna thought to himself. Why did he have to go to a school with dangerous people such as these?
Suddenly, Tsuna was grabbed by the loud, long haired student. "COME ON!" The shark demanded.
Suddenly, the small brunette was lifted off of his feet and practically thrown over Squalo's shoulder. It took a few moments to realize that he was actually being dragged off somewhere against his will. "Wait! Let me go! Put me down!" Tsuna screamed as he whisked away by a shark and a psychotic prince.
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Shouichi frantically walked into the student council office. The red haired upperclassmen looked flustered as his green eyes looked around office. His eyes then caught sight of their treasurer, Spanner. Hurriedly, the secretary went over to the blonde in hopes that the mechanic could help him. "Spanner-san, have you seen Byakuran-sama anywhere?"
"Nope…" Spanner answered indifferently as he gazed at the redhead.
Shouichi sighed heavily, fighting an urge to rip out his red hair. He then looked away from Spanner and looked around the council room, hoping that the president was hiding somewhere in there. The secretary was so desperate that he began looking under objects that would not properly conceal the president to begin with. Amusingly, the red haired secretary even looked underneath a discard sheet of paper for the missing president. Shouichi then gave up his hopeless search and assured himself. "Maybe he's somewhere on campus. He must be running away from doing his work again. If the principal hears about this, Byakuran-sama will be in big trouble."
"…" Spanner stood there watching the red-haired secretary. He quietly observed the whole situation as he sipped on his fresh brew of tea. Although, it didn't show on his face, he was very amused.
The secretary then flopped on the couch exhausted by looking for that carefree president of his. That president of his was such a handful. Not only did he not want to do his work but he hardly wanted to fulfill his roles as president. He was starting to wonder whether or not, Byakuran wanted to be student president. In Shouichi's opinion, the white haired student was not taking it as seriously as he liked. He remembered last year that was all Byakuran would talk about. Byakuran hated the last president and he seemed genuinely concerned about the welfare of the school. At least, that's what he told him and made him believe. Or was that what he wanted to believe? He didn't know whether he was following the student president because of blind loyalty or following Byakuran because he felt his ambitions were genuine…even if he didn't take them seriously. I guess no one knows that person's intention…except himself. Shouichi thought to himself.
He then looked back to Spanner, almost forgetting that he was in the room. He then slowly realized that it was rare seeing Spanner in the office. Usually, he would be too absorbed in his own work to come here. The reason why Spanner never showed up to the meetings were because Byakuran gave the treasurer so much work to do. Shouichi smiled sympathetically at Spanner. "Isn't Byakuran-sama asking a lot of you? If you need any help…"
"I don't mind. It's not something tiresome, so I don't mind putting my all into his requests." The treasurer cut off Shouichi while giving him an easy-going smile. He really did enjoy the jobs that Byakuran gave him, so it was no trouble at all. As long as he was able to do the things he loved, he had no problem with the president's outrageous requests.
Shouichi slowly took this in. He then smiled. "Thank you."
"…" As usually, Spanner was a man of few words and only responded to the redhead's appreciation by taking another sip of his tea.
Suddenly, the door slammed open revealing the missing president in a gleeful mood. The president sauntered in surprised to see both Shouichi and Spanner in the office but he greeted them normally. "Shou-chan! Otachan!" Byakuran shouted to his favorite subordinates. "What have you been up to?"
"Byakuran-sama, where have you been?" Shouichi questioned as he got up from his seat. He was trying his best not to yell at the president. How could the president waltz into the council room so carefree, knowing how much work that needs to be done?
"Out." The student president said discreetly.
"Out where?" The secretary inquired further.
Byakuran looked to his secretary as if he was insane. He placed a hand on to his hip and replied, "Outside, Shou-chan. I thought I made that clear."
Shouichi ignored the president's smart comment. "Byakuran-sama, what were you doing outside? You have a ton of work to do. The principal wants the status report by this afternoon."
"I know. I know. It'll get done….eventually. I have something more important to announce." Byakuran grinned. Who cared about work when his delicious news was more important?
Defeated, Shouichi gave up his attempts to persuade the other to do his work. He sighed heavily, knowing he was spoiling the president but he found himself not wanting to crush Byakuran's happiness. "What would that be?"
"Well, it seems that Namimori students are being attacked. I just came from the nearby hospital…fifteen of our students have been hospitalized." The president causally revealed as if he was not talking about the well being of his fellow students.
"What?!" Shouichi exclaimed.
Spanner looked up from his tea and his attention was now focused on the president. "…."
"Calm down, Shou-chan. And don't get too excited, Otachan." Byakuran continued to smile entertained by his secretary's reactions. "All the students have been diagnosed with food poisoning."
"Food poisoning?" Shouichi frowned. "Is there something wrong with the cafeteria food?"
Byakuran sighed heavily and was annoyed that Shouichi thought so simply. The president knew that his secretary was very intelligent but sometimes the other thought more of the obvious rather than the bigger picture. "Shou-chan…sometimes I think you're so dense. Think outside of the box. The students are not getting sick from our food. It's an outside source."
"Outside source?" Shouichi questioned.
"Just keep that in mind." The student president said with his all-knowing smile. "There is one other thing. Recently, the students have been getting a hold of very smutty material. And no…it's not Otachan's doujinshi."
"Isn't that normal? This is an all boys school." Shouichi shrugged his shoulders; he didn't understand why this was important. This school was full of teenaged boys and it was normal for them to have an interest in these things.
Byakuran nodded. "That is true and this wouldn't bother me that much if it was just some pin up model." The white haired upperclassmen looked to Shouichi with some fury in his violet eyes. He then continued to speak in an irritated tone. "However, the subject is someone I know. Someone I adore. No one should be allowed to leer at him in that way except me."
"Oh? Do you mean the photo books?" Spanner said out of the blue. Byakuran's and Shouichi's attention came to the blonde treasurer as he spoke. Ignoring the stares of interest that his president and secretary gave him, the mechanic continued. "I have three of those."
"Otachan! You're also supporting this?! Why didn't you share?!" Byakuran glared at his treasurer. He felt betrayed by Spanner. Most people knew that, Byakuran and Spanner had bonded over pornography and anything anime related. It was something they shared. And to know that the blonde had kept something so precious away from him, hurt Byakuran more than any ache he has ever known. On top of that, he was kind of was suspicious of the treasurer's motives. He still couldn't get over Spanner seducing his lovely tuna fish. "And I thought I knew you. How could you keep this from me?"
"………………………….sorry." Spanner said softly after sipping his tea.
"…………………………..Okay. I forgive you." Byakuran pardoned Spanner. The white president then beamed brilliantly at his treasurer. "Are we still on for the Pico Marathon? That new OVA came out…"
"Byakuran-sama….that's beside the point." The red haired secretary scolded Byakuran and then turned to Spanner. "What are you talking about? Photo books?"
"Someone's been selling books with pictures of Tsuna. The main objective of the books is to show Tsunayoshi in a positive light .Very softcore." Spanner further elaborated.
Byakuran confirmed this. "Apparently, someone has been infuriating the school and taking pictures of our precious mascot. They've taken pictures of him when he's most vulnerable. How could someone invade his privacy like that? The nerve…"
The blonde mechanic chimed in. "They even have photos of him dressed in the bunny costume that I made for him."
Byakuran sharply turned to Spanner and demanded. "Where is it?!"
"Byakuran-sama!" The secretary rebuked his president. Although, he wanted his president to stay on track, he was also mortified by his perverted fascination with Tsuna. "Focus, please. I believe you had a point to both announcements. Are they both related?"
The president turned back to his red haired secretary and complied. "That's right both cases are related. The students who were mainly affected by the food poisoning are either a part of the disciplinary committee or random students who happened to be in the same area as where the photos were taken. I believe that whoever is taking these photos of Tsu-chan is working with the poisoner. Or they could be the same person but something tells me its two people. The person who is poisoning the students is either doing it to clear the way for the photographer or to avoid detection."
"How did you figure that out?" Shouichi was astonished by how Byakuran came to this deduction. He was even suspicious of how the Byakuran knew where the photos were taken. Had the pervert look at the books too? Boy, his president had a problem.
Byakuran gave Shouichi his fox-like smile and responded. "Secret skill number 23, extraordinary investigational skills."
The secretary knew that Byakuran had special skills but he felt as if the two weren't related. Both incidents were too different to be in relation to each other. Shouichi frowned. "But couldn't it be a coincidence?"
These were one of the few moments that the student president actually looked worried. He shook his head softly. "Shou-chan, there are no such things as coincidences. This is a real eye opener for me. I thought, Tsu-chan was virtually safe but I thought wrong. If people are able to sneak around the school and take pictures of him…imagine what else they could do to him."
The red haired boy sighed. "Is that why you told Hibari-san to…"
The white haired president cut Shouichi off before he finished his sentence. "No, I never thought this would happen. Anyway, I have an idea who the criminals are."
"Already?" Shouichi asked, astonished.
"I had helped though. My 'fiancée' told me." Byakuran beamed at his secretary.
Shouichi looked at Byakuran surprisingly. It was rare that he would speak about his fiancée. It had always been a tender topic that Shouichi avoided with great caution. However, seeing how unfazed his president was after speaking of her existence and also admitting to her assistance in finding their culprit, Shouichi assumed their relationship bettered. The secretary wanted to inquire further about his fiancée, he decided to respect his discreetness and not pry. "So what will you do?"
"I'll let them do as they please, for now." The student president answered. The student president couldn't help but grin as his secretary gave him a disapproving look. Shouichi never agreed with his madness but he was thankful that the other never questioned his motives. And that was the reason he kept Shouichi and Spanner, so close. He then admitted. "Plus, I'm kind of interested in the books too. Otachan, you have to let me borrow your copies."
The blonde mechanic smiled. "Sure. I already pre-ordered two more."
"Byakuran-sama, Spanner-san, have some shame? Sawada-san wouldn't appreciate it. Do him a favor and take those books away from the students." The red haired secretary reprimanded the two.
"Yes, Shou-chan! That's a great idea. If we confiscate all the photo books from the students, then no one but me can gaze at them. Brilliant plan!" Byakuran grinned in excitement. The mere thought that all of Tsuna's photo books coming under his possession made him giddy.
Did you only listen to what you wanted to hear?! Shouichi thought to himself. His right eyebrow twitched with a seething anger but he managed to keep it under control. "No…destroy all of them." He demanded.
"Shou-chan, you're no fun!" The student president whined.
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"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Tsuna screamed as a few throwing knives missed his head by a few inches. Unluckily, a few locks of his unruly hair were captured by the blade. The brunette's shoulders slumped a bit as the current danger had passed. He took a deep breath as the prince took a break from tormenting Tsuna. The brunette had been dragged to the seventh floor of the sky dorm into Squalo's room. After, the loud-mouthed student went through the trouble of bring him here, he left him in the care of the psychotic prince. The blonde student named Belphegor made quick work of torturing him by making him one of his toys. One of the games that the prince was currently playing with Tsuna was "Bull's Eye". Which explained why the poor protagonist was shackled down to a dartboard.
Belphegor snickered. "Shishishi. The doll has an interesting scream."
He watched as the blonde came closer and Tsuna quickly began to struggle with the shackles that bound him to the wall. They wouldn't bulge no matter how violently he struggled. He groaned as he twisted his hand the wrong way during the struggle. "Ow…"
"Shishishi. Those shackles are impossible to break. It's been passed down from generation from generation." The blonde smiled, very amused in seeing the small brunette thrash about.
So…your whole family is crazy, huh? Tsuna mused to himself. He then stiffened as Belphegor held a throwing knife to his cheek. The brunette shuddered as the cool blade brushed against his flushed skin. Tsuna panicked as the prince's grin widened. There was nothing creepier than being at knife-point with the human version of the Cheshire cat. The grinning psycho was the reason he got shackled in the first place. He didn't even want to know, what the "prince" had in store for him next.
Suddenly, the prince's loud companion stormed into the room. His blue eyes witnessed the situation and then his voice thundered. "VOOOOOOOOOI! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THE BRAT?!"
"Playing." The prince replied in his usual child-like tone, pulling his knife away from Tsuna's cheek.
"THAT'S NOT HOW YOU PLAY WITH BRATS!" Squalo loudly disagreed
Belphegor smirked with interest. "Oh? How do you play with them?"
The student council representative thought about this for a second or two. Then he finally answered. " YOU BLOW THEM UP! CUT THEIR HEADS OFF! MELT THEM UNDER THE SUN! FLUSH THEM DOWN THE TOLIET! BURY THEM IN THE GROUND!"
What kind of dolls did he play with when he was little?! Tsuna stared widened eyed at Squalo.
"The vice president would be very pissed if we blew up the doll." Belphegor frowned at the shark's violent suggestions and reminded the other about the fiery vice president. He then turned back to Tsuna and grinned. "Isn't the doll our school's mascot?"
"SO WHAT?" Squalo answered not knowing what the blonde was getting at.
"How about we play dress up? The doll would make a nice princess." Belphegor hummed sweetly as he continued to grin at Tsuna.
What?! Tsuna exclaimed.
"WHAT?! WHY DOES HE HAVE TO DRESS UP AS A PRINCESS?!" The Student Council Representative questioned.
Belphegor justified his choice of persona. "Because a prince needs a princess."
But I'm a guy. Tsuna mentally stated.
"NO! WE SHOULD MAKE HIM INTO A MERMAID!!" Squalo demanded passionately.
Let's not do that either. Tsuna frowned as Squalo's choice wasn't any better.
"No…a princess." Belphegor insisted.
"MERMAID!!" The long haired swords barked.
The Prince sneered heatedly. "Princess…"
Squalo withdrew his blade from out of thin air and pointed it at Belphegor's neck.
"MERMAID!! DAMN IT! I'M GETTING TIRED OF THAT SHITTY FACE OF YOURS. HOW ABOUT I SLICE IT OFF!"
Belphegor fearlessly placed his hands onto his ears and smirked at Squalo. "You're voice hurts my royal ears. Shishishi. I should cut your tongue out."
"BRING IT ON!! I'LL FUCK YOUR SHIT UP! YOU FUCKING SHITHEAD!!" The white haired swordsman shouted preparing to strike the prince down.
"Die…" Belphegor said icily, taking out his own knives.
Once again, the swordsman and the knife wielder were engaged in another violent battle. Tsuna had never met such a rowdy duo before. Not even Gokudera was this bad. Although, the silver-haired terrorist was easy to offend and he was ready to fight anyone…even if the opponent was much stronger than him; however, what separate Gokudera from the Squalo and Belphegor was that Gokudera only fought to protect himself and others. The brunette began to miss his other friends. If he hadn't avoided them, then he would have never been caught by Squalo and Belphegor. The brunette just watched helplessly as the two fought making the entire room their battlefield. The sounds of broken materials cracking under the power of blades or being slammed against a solid object filled the room. The room shook, rattled and was turned up side down, it was amazing how much damage two people could produce.
The doors to the room slammed open and in the doorframe was a seething vice president. The red eyes of Xanxus watched the onslaught of two individuals responsible for disturbing his sleep. Everyday it was the same shit and he was getting tired of it. If it wasn't against the rules to kill students, he would have decapitated them a long time. Xanxus growled. "What are you pieces of trash doing now?! I'm trying to fucking sleep!"
Tsuna's eyes fell on Xanxus, who suddenly burst into the room. Tsuna cowered against the wall. My day doesn't seem to get any better. He thought to himself.
At hearing the vice president's voice Belphegor and Squalo both halted in trying to kill one another. Their attention was now brought to the menacing man at the doorframe. Squalo was the first to speak. The shark retorted. "NO ONE TOLD YOU TO TAKE A FUCKING NAP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY!"
The vice president's eyes burned into Squalo. In a flash, Xanxus had picked up some random item in arms reach and thrown it at Squalo. Tsuna watched as the hurled object was too fast for the swordsman to dodge and inevitably took him down in one shot. The vice president replied. "You were the dickhead that was the loudest. No fucking surprise there."
Unlike, Squalo the blonde feared the vice president's wrath and decided to choose his words carefully. He grinned nervously. "Shishishi, we were only playing with the doll."
"Doll?" Xanxus' red eyes searched the room and fell on the shackled Tsuna.
To Tsuna, the vice president's eyes felt more like the rays of scorching sunlight than a normal gaze and it made him squirm a little being under the Xanxus' scrutinizing eye. Tsuna felt embarrassed to be in this position. He was ashamed that the vice president or any person could see him like this. The protagonist' eyes widen at seeing the vice president pull out two guns from some unknown place amongst his body. The guns were black except large red X's on each side of the weapons.
This person is already intimidating…why does the psycho need guns on top of that?! Tsuna commented to himself. He watched as Xanxus pointed one gun at him and the brunette swore he was going pass out then and there. However, what kept Tsuna conscious was that Xanxus pointed the other gun at Belphegor.
"Release the brat." Tsuna heard Xanxus demand and at first, the young freshman thought he heard the vice president wrong. However, obediently the prince came over to Tsuna and undid the fastenings. Tsuna was happy to be released after being tormented by Belphegor, which seemed to be hours compared to the actually minutes elapsed. The brunette turned to Xanxus for gratitude, yet Tsuna stopped cold in his tracks, forgetting that the vice president's gun was still trained on him.
"You're coming with me." Xanxus told Tsuna. The vice president watched as Tsuna didn't seem pleased to hear his order. He frowned, narrowing his eyes at Tsuna. "Do you have a problem with what I just said?"
The brunette opted for sign language and shook his head. He didn't want to push Xanxus even further off the edge. Tsuna believed that if he cooperated with the vice president then, the upperclassmen would have no reasons to hurt him. Tsuna quickly left Belphegor's side and walked over to Xanxus's side, Tsuna kept his eyes trained to the floor afraid that if he looked to the vice president, he would melt under the burning stare.
"VOOOI! I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT! THE BRAT ISN'T GOING ANYWHERE." The swordsman recovered and showing his resistance by pointing his sword at the vice president.
Xanxus glared at Squalo, it was obvious that the vice president was irritated. Instead of voicing his annoyance to Squalo, he slammed his foot into the other's face. Squalo took the hit and crumbled down to the ground. "It's time for your bedtime. Shut up and go to sleep."
"Looks like the vice president wanted to play with the doll too." Belphegor's tongue also slipped.
"What was that?!" Xanxus barked at Belphegor and dared the other to repeat the smart ass remark while both of his guns were aimed at the prince.
"Nothing." The prince submissively replied.
"Good." Xanxus lowered one of his guns and then pointed the other elevated gun at Tsuna. The vice president almost laughed seeing the brunette flinch as the gun was aimed toward at him.
"Walk." Xanxus ordered.
Tsuna complied, not wanting to be shot; he imagined that the pain would be excruciating. Xanxus lead him at gun point to his room, which was very close to Squalo's. It was no wonder that the vice president's sleep was disturbed. The vice president had left his room ajar and it was obvious that Xanxus left his room in great haste. Tsuna paused not knowing whether to go in or not…part of him wanted to risk everything and sprint down the hallway. However, the barrel of the gun being pressed against his back ended those thoughts. Tsuna walked into the room and found it to be a bit bigger than Squalo's. He assumed it was because Xanxus held a higher place on the council than the student council representative.
Tsuna had to admit that the room was nicely decorated. This room had a very Victorian feel to it and it was a style that the brunette would have never guessed the other of favoring. His tawny eyes fell over the striped white and pale blue wall paper on the walls and the white bordering along the floor and the ceiling. The floor was wooden and the color of a dark wood. The rest of the furniture matched the same color as the wood on the floor. Tsuna admired the beautiful craftsmanship of the vice president's drawers, dressers, desks, chairs and tables. Each had beautiful carvings of flowers on the wood. The plainest thing in Xanxus's room was his bed, although it was a king-size, it was simply designed. Tsuna also noticed that many paintings don the walls. The whole room looked so expensive, just by standing within it Tsuna felt out of place.
Xanxus lead him to a small sitting area that was set up in his room. On top of an expensive looking Persian carpet were two tall chairs, facing each other. On each side of the chairs was a small end table and in front of the chairs was a small ottoman. The fabric on the foot stool matched the small pattern on the tall chairs. The upholstery on the future seemed so delicate. "Sit down." Xanxus ordered, lifting the gun off of Tsuna's back.
"O-okay!" The brunette obediently sat down in the seat he was ordered to. He watched as his gun-totting vice president sat in a seat opposite of his. No longer did the vice president point his gun at him but instead he sat it on the small ottoman. Tsuna felt himself become more relieved knowing that the gun wasn't too close to Xanxus. He then observe as the vice president got comfortable in his chair, slouching into it and resting his long legs onto the ottoman next to his gun. His red eyes no longer bore into him; instead he considered the other in a nonchalant stare. For moments there was this awkward silence between them. Tsuna had no idea why Xanxus would want him in a room alone with him. Seeing that the other was not making any attempts to speak with him, the brunette decided to break the ice. Tsuna began timidly. "Xanxus-san, did you mean what you said? You said you wanted to destroy me."
"If you give me a good enough reason to…I will." Xanxus answered briskly without looking at Tsuna. The brunette began to cower in fear of the other. He decided to choose his words very carefully for now on; he didn't want to give Xanxus a reason to hurt him. Before, Tsuna could respond to Xanxus' previous comment, the red-eyed Italian beat him to it. "Why do you hang out with scum like Byakuran?"
Tsuna looked up at Xanxus, surprised by the question he had been asked. The brunette shrugged. "I don't hang out with him. I consider Byakuran-san as a friend but I'm not that close with him."
Xanxus' eyes narrowed slightly. "Are you lying to me?"
"No! It's the truth!" Tsuna squealed, feeling the weight of the other's glare.
"He talks about you as if you're the savior of the school or something. He has a lot of faith in you. I don't know why. You look fucking pathetic to me." Xanxus scoffed. The vice president believed in what Tsuna told because the exact same answer was reported to him by his informant. Tsuna had only encountered the student president a couple of times since he arrived to the school and according to his informant; Tsuna had no connections to Byakuran outside of the school either. The vice president was still clueless on why this brat was so important to that clown of a president. Xanxus knew he would never find the truth from the enigmatic Byakuran but he could possibly get information from Tsuna. He continued, "However, by some kind of magic, you miraculously get things accomplished. You're like a fucking Mary Sue."
Have you been wishing for my failure?! Tsuna thought to himself. He decided not to voice his opinions out loud. Tsuna agreed that he would be better off being pleasant and trying not to push the other's buttons. Like Xanxus, Tsuna was also suspicious of his growing popularity in school. He was sure he would have messed up but so far, he has accomplished winning the hearts of many.
The chestnut haired freshman smiled timidly. "That is true. I'm used to being no good Tsuna but now, I'm not like that at all. I'm bad at things and it doesn't seem right that everything I do turns out okay. I guess I am kind of like a Mary Sue."
The vice president watched as the younger boy smiled at him kindly. Xanxus found it so hard to hate this person. He couldn't hate him, when he first met the other quivering in fear under his gaze. He couldn't admit to himself that Tsuna, actually did look good in that bunny outfit. Although, he used the gun to intimidate Tsuna, he knew he would be unable to pull the trigger. The thing that bothered Xanxus the most was that fucking student president had predicted this. He had been right and Xanxus knew he wouldn't hear the end of it.
The vice president looked away from Tsuna's smiling face, for him it was too sugary to swallow. He then asked, "How the hell did you get caught by those idiots?"
"I was trying to stop Squalo from trashing someone's room." Tsuna confessed as he scratched his chin, embarrassed that his attempt to stop Squalo ended in his kidnapping.
"That piece of trash does that sometimes." Xanxus said casually.
That doesn't make things okay?! Tsuna thought.
Xanxus noticed Tsuna's surprised face and decided that he should explain a little more. "He's always doing something unnecessary. That loud-mouthed shithead was probably still angry about what that piece of trash said about the student council."
Squalo had done that, because of the student council? The freshman began to think better of the swordsman. It wasn't right to attack people because their opinions differed from your own but, he could understand why Squalo had done so, if Mochida-san had said something terrible. "Xanxus." Tsuna called to the scarred vice president. The brunette tried not to flinch as the other's fiery red eyes shot up at him. He then swallowed a scream and asked his question. "Why do you beat on Squalo-san so much?"
Xanxus listened to Tsuna's question and couldn't help being irritated by the mere mention of the stupid shark. The older boy huffed. "Haven't you heard the shithead speak? He's fucking annoying! He doesn't know how to keep his damn mouth shut."
Tsuna couldn't help but laugh at that. In a way, Tsuna shared the same sentiment but he would never have said it so eloquently as Xanxus had. He then smiled at the other. "At least, he's enthusiastic."
"Enthusiastic my ass. He's just an annoying piece of trash." Xanxus further ridiculed the swordsman.
Tsuna was still curious of Squalo and Xanxus's relationship. From what he saw today and on that day, he first met Xanxus and Squalo, the two seem like enemies. However, there was something off. Byakuran had said that their bond was hard to explain, it was hard to pin the phrase "friend" on to them. To confirm his suspicions Tsuna asked. "But you still value his friendship, right?"
Xanxus frowned deeply at Tsuna. Was the brunette not listening to what he just said? Hadn't he told the freshman how annoying that creature was? Didn't he voice his exasperation enough? Nonetheless, Xanxus decided to set the record straight, he didn't want people getting the wrong idea. Him and Squalo….friends? What kind of horseshit was that?!
"Friendship? What are you talking about? I have no need for something like that." Xanxus stated coldly. Tsuna looked to the dark haired upperclassmen crestfallen but before he could question his reasoning, he noticed a glint in the vice president's eyes. The brunette had seen something that Xanxus had not intended him to see. There was pain in those crimson orbs.
No matter what the reason was for Xanxus' statement he couldn't stomach it. Tsuna had lived most of his life without friends and it had been terrible. Coming here, he realized how much friendship meant to him. Although, he was mad at his friends currently, Tsuna still hoped that they will still be there for him. He didn't know what he would do if he lost their friendship. To him, the scariest thing in this point of his life was losing all his friends and being ignored once more.
He frowned at Xanxus. Even though, the other said he didn't need such a thing, he felt it was a lie. To always be by one side's self was incredibly painful. It was pain that Tsuna knew all so well. Albeit, it would never be a pain similar to Xanxus's but he was sure he wasn't far from the likeness. Without thinking, Tsuna responded. "But…I would like to be…Xanxus's friend."
Xanxus looked to Tsuna, not believing what the other was saying. Why would he want to be his friend? Did he bump his head when he wasn't looking? Xanxus snorted. "So you can stab me in the back? No thank you. I have enough assholes to do the job."
Of course he didn't believe that Xanxus would agree to be his friend so quickly but he was even more upset that the vice president placed him in the same category as the people who had harmed him. Tsuna didn't know the people who had hurt Xanxus but he knew he wasn't like that. "I would never do something like that. How would I gain from that?"
"I don't know but I'm not taking the chance especially on someone like you. Someone like you has probably only seen the world through rose-colored glasses." The vice president sneered.
The brunette was insulted. It was true that he would never understand Xanxus's pain or what kind of world the Italian experienced. The vice president's life was probably nothing compared to his own ordinary life but Tsuna still wanted to know. Tsuna wanted to understand.
"Even a person who's only seen the world through rose-colored glasses also gets lonely and frustrated. My life may not have been as hard as yours but that doesn't mean I've never gone through hardships. My life has never been easy." Tsuna spoke softly. He then looked to Xanxus to see if his words had any affect on him. To the brunette's chagrin, the scarred vice president was unfazed. The brunette decided not to push it and move on. It was obviously a tender subject for Xanxus and something terrible must have occurred in vice president's life for him to no longer trust in anyone.
"You would never understand…" Xanxus whispered so lowly, that Tsuna could hardly hear him. The brunette didn't know why but he felt happy that other replied. It made him feel as if there was some hope in getting to Xanxus.
"But I would like to understand." Tsuna smiled warmly at the other. "I don't want you to be my enemy. After all, you did save me from Squalo and Belphegor."
Xanxus watched Tsuna smile at him. Most people were too afraid of him to even glance in his direction. The few people who did smile at him were those idiots that liked to associate with him and scum like Byakuran and Mukuro. However, in the case of Byakuran and Mukuro, it wasn't even a kind smile but a mocking one. That was the reason why he hated the student president and the damned delinquent. Xanxus could tell that Tsuna's smile was truly genuine, as were his words. The vice president wanted to believe in Tsuna but he couldn't forget what has happened to him. Xanxus tried to ignore the alluring light that was Tsunayoshi Sawada but he couldn't. The vice president even went to such lengths as closing his eyes and placing a hand over them, to hide from the other's influence. Xanxus was even contemplating on whether or not he should shoot the damn saint and end his misery! To Tsuna, it seem like the president was in great pain and he assumed that vice president was experiencing a migraine.
"Xanxus?" The brunette spoke in a worried tone as he got up from his seat and went over to the older student. He stood over the other body and looked down at him but still Vice president didn't bulged. Instinctively, Tsuna extended his hand towards the upperclassmen to see if he had some sort of fever. The brunette inquired. "Are you okay?"
"What is this magic?" The scarred student whispered bitterly and with his eyes still closed, he grabbed a hold of Tsuna's incoming hand. The vice president slowly opened his red eyes and looked up at Tsuna. Xanxus then roughly yanked the smaller boy down to him, making Tsuna straddled his lap and becoming only inches away from his face. "What kind of trick did you use?"
"Xanxus..." Tsuna gasped, blushing fiercely at how close he was to the vice president. Tsuna went totally numb as the vice president fiercely pressed his lips against his own. It was the heat of Xanxus's lips that stilled him. The warmth from the upperclassmen's lips danced from his own lips to his soul and Tsuna's mind began to defer any thought of resistance. It wasn't because Xanxus was a good kisser; there was something about the other's touch that seemed familiar. Although, the vice president was a total stranger to him, it seemed that he had been touched by him before or like this by someone else. Tsuna wasn't afraid of the warmth at all but there something about it, that made his body react. The brunette felt safe. He felt almost like a kitten, curling up against the warmth of its owner.
Xanxus' skillful tongue played over his lips and then gained access into the darkness of his mouth. The brunette shuddered as the upperclassmen ran his tongue against the roof of his month, very slowly. Tsuna became drunk over the sensual stroke. Xanxus continued the explorations of Tsuna's mouth by tracing his own tongue along the edges of Tsuna's. The brunette let out a tiny moan as the other continued his ministrations. The vice president intimately danced with Tsuna's tongue until he grew bored and release the freshman from their oral embrace. The dark haired upperclassmen then found new interest in the Tsuna's swan-like neck and began to lay heated kisses upon the other's pale skin. The dazed freshman softly sighed as the vice president continued to induce him into euphoria with his blazing kisses.
A sudden eerie feeling woke the protagonist from his ecstatic stupor. For moments he allowed the vice president to devour him, while he tried to make sense of this creepy awareness that gnawed at him. As he felt one of Xanxus' hands go under his shirt, Tsuna sensed that someone was coming. The brunette didn't know how he came to such a conclusion but there was something in his heart that told him not to ignore it. The presence of the person arriving was very familiar and it was obvious to Tsuna, that this person notified him deliberately to gain his attention.
"Kufufu. As entertaining as this show is...I can't let you continue." The illusionist's voice echoed in the room as a thick mist enveloped the space. At the sound of the mysterious newcomer's voice, Xanxus stopped his ministrations and took notice of what was going on. He looked to Tsuna, who's eyes were transfixed on one particular spot.
"Mukuro…" Tsuna whispered, confirming his own suspicions. Tsuna slightly cowered into Xanxus' chest as Mukuro's image became clearer in the heavy mist. The body of Mukuro Rokudo stood a few inches away from them and once more, the delinquent was clad in his own version of the Namimori school uniform. The other's heterochromatic eyes observed the gawking faces of Xanxus and Tsuna, who were very surprised by the illusionist's entrance. As soon as Mukuro's form became visible, the mist dispersed and evaporated into thin air. Mukuro looked adoringly towards Tsuna, who was his main reason for his emergence.
"Oya Oya. Did you miss me that much, Tsunayoshi-kun? I'll be sure to make up for my long absence." The illusionist promised.
No…that's alright. Don't trouble yourself. Tsuna replied in his head, not having the courage to tell Mukuro this verbally.
Xanxus glared at the dark haired anti-christ that materialized himself into his room. "How dare you show your face here?" The vice president questioned.
Mukuro looked to the vice president as if the illusionist just realized that the other was present. He grinned and said very slowly. "Long time no see, Vice president. Second best as always I see."
Each word that Mukuro spoke was like daggers and the vice president responded to them very predictably. Xanxus was so angered by Mukuro's remark that the vice president abruptly stood up, sending Tsuna on to the floor. Ignoring the loud thump at his feet, Xanxus cursed the illusionist. "Fuck you!"
The illusionist looked at Tsuna amusingly as the young boy was sprawled out on the floor. Mukuro then turned his attention to the vice president, giggling at his failed attempt of a comeback. "Kufufu. No thank you but Tsunayoshi on the other hand…I wouldn't mind." Mukuro's smile no longer was mocking but grew a bit cruel. The dark haired delinquent seriously ordered. "Now, I'll be taking Tsunayoshi…he doesn't belong to you."
I'm not property! Tsuna frowned as he sat on the floor watched the two argue amongst themselves.
Xanxus had already equipped himself with his guns and they were now aimed at the cunning illusionist. The vice president snarled. "No. How about you go to hell, you fucking scum."
"I've already been there…" Mukuro smirked as his trident appeared into his gloved hands. He then replied as he charged towards the scarred Italian. "And it was lukewarm."
Xanxus didn't hesitate to shoot the illusionist as he came towards him. Tsuna watched as the guns began to glow an orange light and a threatening force was shot out of the firearms. The thing that had been expelled by the vice president's weapon appeared like a flame. Tsuna has never seen anything like it before, the brunette both admired and feared its unique power. Quickly, Mukuro was able to dodge by leaping quickly to the left before the attack had nicked him. The flame-like bullet slammed into the wall instead and burnt a hole right through it.
"Kufufu. That's a scary weapon you have." Mukuro commend the Xanxus, admiring the large opening that was created from the blast. He then turned back to Xanxus who was already preparing to attack again. "Perhaps…I should finish this off quickly."
Mukuro raced towards Xanxus at the same time the vice president had fired another round. Simultaneously, the illusionist managed to deflect the bullet by hitting his trident against the firearms, making them tilt upwards. Xanxus's attack went towards the ceiling instead of its original topic. Tsuna covered his head as debris from the damaged ceiling fell to the ground. Once dust and debris cleared, Tsuna's eyes found Xanxus and Mukuro. The brunette's eyes widen as Mukuro was somehow able to disarm the vice president. During the debris fall, the illusionist must have been able to knock Xanxus's guns out of his hands. Xanxus gritted his teeth, knowing he had lost to Mukuro. Without his guns, he would not be able to attack. The vice president knew better to participate in hand to hand combat with Mukuro because that would be a losing battle. He was well aware that the dark haired delinquent had a dangerous trump card in the form of the other's red eye.
"Let's re-enact that traumatizing period in your life." Mukuro's red eye revealed the kanji of the number one as he spins his trident with his fingertips and slams the staff into the floor. Instantly, the room grew very cold. Suddenly, freezing cold winds began to blow all about Xanxus's room. However, the torrents of the chilling winds were focused only on the vice president. The gusts of wind began to encircle the vice president, slowly freezing him. Xanxus was paralyzed from head to toe, by the icy gales that blew around him. The scarred upperclassman could do nothing to defend himself. Soon the icy tendrils had completely imprisoned him in ice.
Tsuna realized that it was not Mukuro's intention to place him under the illusion, his main target was Xanxus. In reality, the vice president was not frozen in ice but was completely paralyzed from head to toe. It was as if time had stopped around the vice president and the Italian became as stationary as a doll. The freshman frowned wondering if Xanxus was being hurt by Mukuro's illusions and he also wondered what Mukuro meant when he placed the vice president under his illusion. Re-enacting a traumatizing period in Xanxus' life? Tsuna thought to himself. The brunette turned his eyes to the smirking illusionist.
"What did you do to Xanxus?" Tsuna demanded of the delinquent.
Mukuro glanced to the frozen Xanxus triumphantly and then turned to Tsuna. A smug smile traced his lips as he explained his deed. "Kufufu. I placed him in a wonderful dream."
"Will he be hurt?" The brunette asked sincerely. He already knew that Xanxus had lost trust in others and he felt upperclassmen estranged himself from getting to close to people. Tsuna felt he was making a breakthrough and now that would all be erased due to this humiliation. Tsuna was afraid that the other may close his heart to him once more after this incident.
The dark haired illusionist was surprised by Tsuna's concern over Xanxus. Mukuro then smiled slowly to himself, he didn't think a person that would worried about Xanxus ever existed. However, he had been proven wrong not only once or twice by Tsuna but thrice. He never thought an ordinary person like Tsuna could gain both Hibari's and Byakuran's interests. Now, this boy was able to sway even Xanxus. Part of Mukuro wanted to distance himself from the adored freshman and another side of him wanted to desperately see what was so extraordinary about the brunette.
Mukuro stepped towards the tawny-eyed freshman and watched as the adorable creature, crawled backwards away from him. The illusionist snickered as Tsuna moved in a crab-like fashion to make a speedily escape. In the mist of trying to escape from the illusionist, Tsuna clumsily bumped harshly against Xanxus's bed, cornering him. Mukuro was already hovering over him keeping Tsuna from getting up, slowly crouched down to the freshman's level. The dark-haired delinquent then smiled deliciously at Tsuna, cupping the other's cheek with his gloved hands. Mukuro leaned into Tsuna and then whispered into the petrified boy's ear. "If you cooperate…he won't."
Chapter Nine End
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Author's Note: Well, It seems I could only get chapters eight and nine out by October. However, Chapter ten will be special because the story has reached ten chapters, which I believe is a great achievement. For that chapter I promised myself to have Tsuna mascot again. Anything else about Chapter ten…I'm not leaking out. Also, some reviewers mentioned that I should add the girls in. I did plan on having the girls appear but I haven't decided when. And they haven't been totally invisible lately either, I've been dropping hints of their involvement in the storyline. I know there was a large hint in this chapter. I hoped you liked this chapter as well as the past chapters. Thank you Mithras151 for checking this chapter. Please show your love for my story by reviewing; they really do encourage me to keep going. Suggestions are always welcome…as long as they have good intentions behind them.
