Senior Field Trip

Chapter 10

"Okay, I have had enough. I have questions and you better answer them or else!", stated Mochida while crossing his arms across his chest.

There were seven people ready to attack as soon as the last word came out of Mochida's mouth. Weapon's were pointed at said man: two tridents, a tonfa, a sword, a storm grenade, boxing gloves and a black and green gun. Looking around the weapons pointed at him, he seen dame-Tsuna smiling evilly. Seeing the clear evil smile, Mochida gulped audibly. Not realizing the apparent danger he was in, he continued with the rampage.

"Don't think I feel intimidated by the phony weapons pointed at me. Why would dame-Tsuna and his pathetic friends need real weapons for? You are ridiculous, like I really would believe that."

Tsuna slowly stood to his feet and elegantly walked towards the teenager, while wearing a smirk. As he walked towards Mochida his hand lightly rested on his guardians shoulders, telling them to calm down without actually talking to him. As he reached Reborn he paused, smirk still in place he placed his arm on the hit man and sent a challenging glare to the teenager in front of him. His eyes scanned the rest of the room for the students, seeing them standing a little back from Mochida but with curious glances.

"What exactly is the problem, Mochida? You don't know anything about what goes on here and I suggest that you stop digging around before something bad happens. My guardians and the hit man, I am leaning on, are very skilled in their chosen weapons so I suggest also that you tread carefully. They do not take kindly to insults to myself, my family or themselves. It won't only be them that you will have to deal with if you continue down this road so please, I say this again, tread carefully!"

Mochida did not seem affected by Tsuna's words, but the slight tremor, no matter how small is detected by the Decimo. It wasn't just his outer person, but his mind is jumbled up worse than anything Mukuro can do.

Pulling his fedora down over his eyes, Reborn looked sideways to Tsuna and said, "Mini-Primo, we should dismiss this gathering and get to bed since everyone will have an early and exciting day tomorrow. Shall we?"

"Yes, I think we shall. If no one has anymore questions or comments then everyone return to your rooms. Guardians, put your weapons down and return to your rooms, there will be no more trouble tonight. Please everyone return to your rooms and we shall meet again in the morning, also please keep my advice in mind during your stay, students."

As the group of students left, they paused at the door in time to see the six teenagers and the adult to bow to dame-Tsuna and then walked towards the group. Once the seven meet them, the students were ushered out of the room and left the Decimo in peace. The guardians and Reborn understood how much stress the young Vongola heir was under, although the guardians had their own stress no of theirs could compare to Tsuna's. Maybe the only person besides Nono who could understand Tsuna's predicament would be Enma. Enma was head of the only family that understood how much paperwork the Vongola Decimo, although he didn't have as much as Tsuna he still had a lot more than the others.

Tsuna looked over the library with a sad look mirrored in his eyes, sighing he dropped into a chair by the fireplace. Closing his eyes, he leaned his head back to rest on the chair. He never noticed the door opening again and someone entering and walking over to the piano in the corner by the window. Softly the man started playing a comfortable tune that made the young Decimo relax.

"Kyoya, I didn't hear you enter."

"Omnivore, I seen how tense and stressed you were and wanted to relax you in some way or another. Is that so bad?"

"Not at all. Giotto wants to talk to you."

"Alaude would like to talk as well. Is this okay?"

"Yes, since the students are not around it should be fine. Why don't you come over and sit by the fire while we talk?"

"Very well, mini-Primo. As you wish."

A chuckle was heard across the room as the nickname exited his Cloud's mouth. The Cloud and the rest of the guardians had no room to talk since they themselves were mini's of the first generation. He found the whole thing amusing, he didn't mind the nickname however the nickname could apply to his guardians as well.

"Okay, mini-Alaude."

A murderous aura surrounded the room not only coming from his Cloud but also from the First Cloud. Chuckles were heard as the aura continued to grow, smiles gracing the features of both Giotto and Tsuna.

End

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