Hihi~ :3 This is gonna be short chapter, since I got over excited on writing this again -w- You can't imagine how much I've missed writing this when my plot bunnies betrayed me -w- I have evil plot bunnies xD Anyways, enjoy :D Can't guarantee this is great since it's already late at my place :P Enjoy~
FanFiction - Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Amnesia, or Something More?
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A toddler in a black suit, complete with a yellow-striped fedora stands before a sleeping brunette. The brunette is fast asleep, his chest rising and falling at a peaceful and steady rate. One look at this unconscious teen will make one be lulled into a sense of overwhelming moe and go, 'awww'.
However, this toddler is not wavered by the brunette's innocence that is coming off of him in waves. After all, he has had years of practice and the fact that he is Reborn; the greatest hitman in the world makes him smug.
The toddler reaches for the green lizard on his fedora and it meets his nimble fingers halfway, transforming into a green, 100 ton hammer. Raising the heavy hammer above his head, the toddler slams the hammer down onto the brunette…
FWUMP!
The hammer meets the bouncy mattress, sending the hammer back into Reborn. However, his title as the greatest hitman is not a waste as his lightning reflexes and Leon's quick transformation saves him from a hit. Reborn places a dizzy Leon back onto his fedora as pride glints faintly in his obsidian eyes.
"Ohayo, Reborn. I see that you're using Leon as a hammer again, how cruel~"
"Hmm… Your speed has increased and your Hyper Intuition is getting better, Dame-Tsuna. Your training regiment will be doubled- twenty laps around Namimori."
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Huff… Huff…
Although Tsuna is used to Reborn's Spartan training as he had endured it for years, he still can't cope with twenty laps around a small town. It's surprising as he's spent his entire existence running from Reborn, and his bullets, at full speed- cue a major sweat drop.
Maybe he's been slacking too much for the past six months after-
Tsuna's mind blanks out and his running falters as he falls back into the dark memories. His face pales and cold sweat breaks out as he finds himself falling deeper into the darker pits of his mind. His sense of balance and reality fails him as he falls back… into a pair of arms?
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A nudge sends Tsuna's intuition into frenzy as he wakes up in a strange environment. As a reflex, he moves to elbow the nearest person- only for his hit to be blocked by a hand. A very warm hand too.
Then, Tsuna kicks his opponent where it counts and rips his arm away from his grip as the opponent grunts in pain.
"What are you, a woman?"
Tsuna turns around in surprise at the familiar voice before his face turned as white as sheet. Eeep, Hibari-san! Feeling flustered at having kicked the prefect in the nuts, Tsuna begins to get morbid thoughts- very morbid thoughts- on how the prefect is going to punish him for kicking him there.
Hibari watches with light amusement, straightening from his bent over position from the pain the herbivore had inflicted on him as the said herbivore pales and flusters over something related to the current situation. However, he couldn't wallow in his amusement for long as his injured family jewels are to be avenged.
Annoyance at the brunette before him, Hibari grabs Tsuna roughly by the front of his shirt collar. Bringing the brunette's face close to his own, he could see faint amber flecks in the caramel eyes. Interesting…
"What gave you the right to kick me, herbivore?"
Hibari snarls angrily at the brunette, but Tsuna does not cower. Disappointment flickers in Hibari's stoic heart at the lack of fear. Shaking Tsuna a bit, the only reaction he gets is the narrowing of the brown orbs.
"It was a reflex, Hi-ba-ri-sa-an."
Hibari growls in annoyance at the brunette drawling on his name. How dare the herbivore mock him! He throws Tsuna back onto the couch in his office in a rough manner before moving around his table and sitting in his office chair.
Scrutinizing the brunette with sharp eyes, he catches various differences in the brunette. First, he seemed to have lost a bit of his herbivorous aura and doesn't squeal as loud as usual.
Secondly, there is a little more amber in his usual plain caramel eyes. Plus, he seemed a little fresher than usual; unlike the times when he would fall asleep in class and such.
"Go home."
"Wha-?"
"Go home, herbivore!"
Hibari couldn't stop the snap from escaping his lips. However, the brunette made no comment before shrugging and walking out of the room. Before the door shut behind him, Hibari swore he heard a quiet "thank you", but he brushed it off as nothing.
The door to his office is knocked on three times before his right-hand man emerged from behind the wooden door. Kusakabe's Elvis styled hair (?) seemed to take up most of the space in his office, but that's just Hibari's 'no crowding' talking.
"Kusakabe, watch over Namimori. I'm going out."
Kusakabe only watches as his boss strides past him in long strides before disappearing round the corner before sighing. There he goes again…
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