Thank you for reading and reviewing! Oh yeah, here's a reminder! If it's in Italics, Tsunayoshi and Tsuna are conversing inwardly. And you probably can tell who's who, because Tsunayoshi usually overuses the ~ sign, unless he's asking a question. And if you look closely, he acts differently towards certain people. It's all part of his character though.
"Jyudaime, why were they looking at you like that? I'll blow them up for you!" Gokudera exclaimed.
Tsuna looked at him wearily. Gokudera was somewhat nice (too nice for comfort) and everything, but was so...overenthusiastic...
Thus giving Tsuna headaches.
"Kufufufu~ they are obviously pedophiles when you think about it," Mukuro answered.
"Mukuro-sama, what's a pedophile?" Chrome innocently asked.
"Now, now, I suggest we drop the subject for now. Chrome's a little to young to know about that you know..." Yamamoto trailed off.
"We all are, but that doesn't stop us from knowing what it means," came Tsuna's flat reply.
All of the children's heads spun to Tsuna. They were shocked that he said so much. But then again, he had been talking a lot ever since they left the orphanage. Peculiar.
"So why were they looking at you strangely herbivore?" Hibari questioned.
"Ah, that. I kicked their sorry asses last night," Tsuna said, eyes flashing orange for a second.
"You bastard! That broke our agreement!"
"Sorry~ couldn't help it~"
"#$%$&¥*^€"
"Tut, tut~ Language~"
"Fuck off."
Gokudera and Yamamoto tensed at the sudden change of eye color, and visibly relaxed when they went back to brown. This was not unnoticed by Mukuro and Hibari's sharp eyes though.
"Kufufufu~ Well, whatever are you hiding?"
"Speak now herbivores, I don't appreciate liars."
They looked over at Tsuna with a 'what should we do?' expression. They were met with a blank 'do whatever the fuck you want, I don't give a shit' stare.*
"Should I show up or something?" Tsunayoshi suggested, sweat dropping at the scene.
"Stay boy," came the dry reply.
"I'm not a dog."
"..."
"I have a split personality and they met the nutcase," Tsuna said bluntly, breaking off his mental chat and interrupting the silence in the room.
Ryohei shouted, "EXTREME! WHAT'S HE LIKE?"
"Think of him as the equivalent of Mukuro," Tsuna supplied.
Hibari's eyes narrowed. He was already (somewhat) tolerating two pinapple herbivores. He had no desire for a third to pop up.**
"Herbivore let me fight him."
Tsunayoshi raised a brow at this, "Can I?"
"I'm not your owner. AND I'm tired. Go do whatever the fuck you want. Just don't kill him," Tsuna sighed.
He had one hell of a headache, and he was not going to make it worse by arguing with himself.
"...Are you sure you're their friend?"
"Are you sure you're Tsunayoshi? You aren't being an annoying ADHD bastard on a sugar high."
"Touché."
The brown haired child's eyes suddenly turned orange and a smirk grew on his face, "Sure~ I'm game~" he grinned at Hibari, only to be held back by Gokudera and Yamamoto, each holding onto an arm.
"What did you do to him 'Tsunayoshi'?" they growled simultaneously.
"Geez~ Is that all you ever say?" Tsunayoshi whined, "We're under truce right now, okay? Nothing happened to your beloved Jyudaime~"
Yamamoto sighed in relief while Gokudera narrowed his eyes suspiciously."Why should we trust you?"
"This is getting repetitive~"
"...I'm taking over. I want to read my book."
"Whatever bookworm~ I want to save energy for the night~"
"...Don't kill anyone."
"No promises~"
"Because I said so," a now brown eyed Tsuna said.
The children stared, shocked at the display before them. The one who broke the silence was none other than Ryohei.
"THAT WAS EXTREME SAWADA! YOU EXTREMELY SMILED! AND HOW DID YOU EXTREMELY CHANGE YOUR EYE COLOR LIKE THAT? EXTREME!" he shouted. ***
The rest of the children stared at him and facepalmed as one thought crossed their minds, "So dense..."
A light chuckle filled the room. And it came from no other than Tsuna.
...
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...
Wait, backtrack for a second. Tsuna, the ice cold, heartless, stone faced, apathetic **** child chuckled? The world must be coming to an end. *****
Chrome asked, "How come as soon as we got here, you got more cheery and talkative? Could you possibly like the um...pedophiles?"
Everybody looked utterly horrified at the idea.
"Jyudaime! You can't possibly like them can you?"
" Tsuna, it's not a good idea to like pedophiles! Even I know that!"
Hibari, being the unemotional rock he is, only widened his eyes slightly.
Mukuro, even after being through the six Hells, felt horrified, and joined in the noisy protesting.
"THAT IS NOT AN EXTREMELY GOOD IDEA TO THE EXTREME!"
Tsuna, already suffering from a headache, had no patience left to deal with the noise and did not enjoy being accused of liking the pedophiles shouted, "SHUT UP!"
"Fuck... Not a good idea... Stupid headache..."
"Take a chill pill~"
"I don't want to be told that by YOU of all people."
"Damn, someone's grouchy~"
Mustering up as much patience an eleven year old****** could gather, Tsuna replied, "It is NOTHING like that."
As the children opened their mouths to protest, Tsuna shot them a glare that could scare the living shit out of the best assassins in the world.
"Nothing like that. Understand?"
The children could only reply with a nod.
"Good. You know how Mukuro needs someone new to torture every week?"
Mukuro grinned as the other children stared at him with looks of disbelief, resignation, and indifference.
"So, Jyudaime," Gokudera said slowly, "You mean to say, you find fun in messing with the pedophiles' heads?"
"Indeed. I'm glad you caught on so quickly," Tsuna replied, eyes a mixture of orange and brown.
"So, you're playing a new game with them, right?" Yamamoto asked smiling.
"You could say that."
"Can we join in?" all the children smirked simultaneously.
"Of course," Tsuna said with a smirk of his own.
It seems spending time with Mukuro is not healthy for one's state of mind.
The adults felt a shiver go up their spines. However, a certain blonde mafia boss's uneasiness was interrupted by a phone call.
"Hello?" Giotto said, picking up the phone.
"Oh, Primo-san, it's you! This is Talbot."
"Talbot! What can I help you with?"
"Um...an...acquaintance of yours is over here."
"Oh! Who is it?" Giotto asked pleasantly.
"Well, you see, it's-"
"Giotto! Here's your paperwork for the broken window," G called.
Said man groaned.
"What's the matter Primo-san?" Talbot asked concernedly.
"Nothing, just paperwork for a window that was shattered in last night's scuffle."
"Dear me, what happened?"
Giotto found himself pouring his heart out to the old inventor about the brown haired child.
There was silence on the other end as Talbot listened.
"Sir, I'm sorry, but you are on speaker phone."
"What's so bad about that?" Giotto asked confusedly.
There were sounds indicating that the phone was taken from Talbot, and that there was a new person on the phone.
"Dame-Gio I'm coming over there to teach you a lesson," a squeaky voice growled.
Dame-Gio blanched. That nickname, which he hadn't heard in a long time, could only mean one thing. That, that, MONSTER was on the line. That sadistic spawn of Satan was coming!
This fun sized fiend was better known as Reborn, the number one hitman in the world.
Reborn had briefly taught Giotto how to fight, on a whim. However, when the whole Arcobaleno fiasco started, he went missing. Now Reborn was back, and pissed at Giotto.*******
Said blonde mafia boss ran around the mansion, locking every door and window he could find. When his guardians asked what he was doing, he whispered, "Reborn is coming," and they immediately set out to help him.
They met back at the foyer.
"Did we miss any rooms?" Giotto panted.
G said, "I got the bathrooms locked."
"I closed down the training areas," Asari added.
Alaude muttered, "Study."
Knuckle shouted, "The medical ward is A-OK!"
Daemon said, "All the hallways are good to go."
"And I did the bedrooms," Lampo yawned.
The older adults asked slowly, voices filled with dread, "Did you get the children's room?"
Lampo's eyes widened and he gulped, "No."
They sprinted down to the children's room and flung open the door.
There, on the window sill, an infant with a fedora shadowing his eyes, sat.
They stared at him.
He stared back.
A monotonous voice said, "Aren't you the man who fucked my mother five years ago? Though you look a lot smaller."
That monotonous voice belonged to none other than Sawada Tsunayoshi.
"Did you just say-" Giotto started.
"-that he FUCKED your MOTHER?" G finished.
Reborn gave no response. Truly, he was cracking up inside. What a unique kid!
With the lack of response, Tsuna continued, "Ah... What was your name...? Oh! Reborn was it? Do you remember Sawada Nana? Brown hair, brown eyes, slutty personality?"
Asari looked around the room. He sighed in relief. The other children weren't there. They really did not need to listen to wherever this M rated conversation was headed.
He thought about that for a moment.
Wait... NOT THERE?
"Giotto," he trailed off.
"Yes Asari?"
"The other children are missing."
It took a moment for the other adults to process what was just said into their brains.
"WHAAAT?"With that, the adults rushed out of the room leaving Reborn and Tsuna alone.
"What's your name kid?"
"Tsuna."
"No last name?"
"I have no desire to be related with the whore OR the drunk bastard. They are just the people who gave birth to me. They're dead anyway."
Reborn narrowed his eyes. He had a feeling that the child in front of him was hiding something.
"What are you hiding?"
Tsuna blinked his orange eyes innocently, "Now whatever could you be talking about Reborn-san? I'm just an innocent eleven year old child who's parent's happened to die."
Dropping the matter, for he could sense that the conversation would go nowhere, he changed the subject, "Say Tsuna, do you like Dame-Gio?" Oh, but they would talk about it again sometime. He was REBORN. And Reborn ALWAYS gets what he wants.
"...Are you on drugs or something? No mother fucking way would I like that blonde bastard. He's as weak as Hell, not to mention useless and lazy. Though I suppose it would be fun to torture him."
"I have a feeling we'll be great friends kid," Reborn smirked.
"Me too Reborn. Me too."
The two sadists smirked and shook hands.
Our favorite useless blonde mafia boss felt a chill go up his spine.
"Reborn is planning something. I know it."
*Uwaaaah~ (sweatdrops)
**Chrome doesn't count.
***So many EXTREMEs...
****Tsuna, "..."
*****The apocalypse is coming! Run for your lives! Tsuna, "..."
******Remember? He was laughing about his birthday the first chapter Tsunayoshi showed up in.
*******Well considering his student got beat up by a child, that would be pretty bad for his reputation.
As you can see, the two Tsunas don't always get along. They can either be getting along like old pals, at each other's throat, or anything in the middle. One of those love-hate relationships. ...Minus the love... Anyway, I apologize for the short chapter, but hey, at least I updated right? Now please put the pitchforks and torches away. It's nearly Christmas. And you wouldn't want to ruin the holiday cheer right?