Chapter 9
Part-time over Christmas
Summary: One day Vongola Decimo woke up to find himself in an extremely small budget apartment room. He then found himself without money and having to live normally as a part-timer! But things weren't actually 'normal' as it seemed. Parallel World. Adult!Vongola. Part-time!Vongola. Partial-AU. No pairings.
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR. It is owned by the great mangaka, Akira Amano!
The phone vibrated with the name "Irie Shoichi" on the screen. The brunet picked up and greeted his friend, no his parallel world self's friend, "Wassup, Shoichi-kun?"
"Hello, Byakuran-senpai... is not available on Monday after all, saying he had to prepare for Christmas and all that," Shoichi said in an apologetic voice.
"What? It's just the 21st today!?"
"Yeah, but that guy is so crazy about festivities ye know." Tsuna thought he imagine Irie eye rolling.
The red-haired on the other line continued, "Could we move to he Monday after new year, then? That guy is okay after that."
Tsuna sighed, "Okay. Meanwhile, I will part-time over Christmas."
"Good boy," said the other.
Well, after all the red-haired guy was the reason he felt obliged to double his part-time work. Convenience store. Handling out tissues. Helping out at construction site.
And Karaoke box on this Christmas eve.
Even with Gokudera and Yamamoto helping, their pay combined is nowhere near enough to pay bills.
By the way, on Wednesday, Tsuna learned from the bookstore owner that Sasagawa Kyoko was quitting her job.
He was then introduced to a new girl, Nagi, who was going to work in her place.
Maybe a weird coincidence acting on him, but this new Nagi girl was basically Chrome Dokuro with no eye patch and hair laid down normally (not shaped in a weird pineapple style).
He met her a bit on Thursday before leaving for another job, though.
"Hi, I'm Nagi! A third-year veterinarian student at XXXX university!" the Nagi girl said cheerily unlike the reserved Chrome he knew.
"Hi, I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi, a full-time part-timer," Tsuna felt tempted to facepalm at his weird job description.
"I'm working here on Thursday and Friday. Going to take over Kyoko-san on Tuesday and Wednesday for a while!"
A certain brunet absent-mindedly change into an unfamiliar uniform with the Christmasy music ringing in the background.
"Sawada-san, are you ready!?" a girl's voice called from outside.
"Yes!" Tsuna replied reflectively stepping out.
He was then surprised by a "KYAA" shriek. He was even more surprised that the girl who just let out a scream was no other but Miura Haru.
"Wh-What?" Tsuna asked confusedly.
"Hahi! You're so indecent desu, eek!" another version of his childhood friend, also with a bob cut, turned her face away disgustedly.
"Excuse me?" Tsuna then looked down and realised he had not put on his shirt yet.
Must be the over part-timing.
Tsuna was cruelly awaken by the embarrassing incident, going back to put on his uniform neatly and not forgetting even his thick glasses this time. Yeah, the glasses were on Irie Shoichi's order.
It was quite ironic for a mafia boss to get ordered around.
Anyway, Tsuna was back, now neatly dressed, apologising to Haru who was totally scandalised, ranting how she hated 'smexy guys' and stuff.
Suddenly, a 'smexy' lazy voice cut in "Just ignore that crazy woman and work."
Tsuna turned to the voice only to find an adult Lambo, no, a high school-age Lambo.
"Hahi, Lambo-san!" the bob girl retorted.
"Are you insulting the great Lambo-san?"
"YES, since Lamro-san is so sleezy desu."
Tsuna was so puzzled that he couldn't help but cough a bit to make his presence known to the other part-timer friends.
"Ahem!" Haru coughed too, "This is Lambo-san. He had been working here with me for a year now. About him? A NEET young master, running a way from his family in Italy."
Lambo immediately retaliated, "Shut up, you old hag! This strait-laced hag here is an Italian studies student who came to beg me to teach her Italian."
"Well, then it turns out that my e-mail pen pal is just a smexy guy. Not a hopeless child I imagine him to be."
"Which means you hate him," Tsuna concluded.
"No, it's more like a love-hate relationship desu! Despite how Lambo looks, he is so unreliable and such a crybaby that..."
Lambo rolled his eye, "Your love for children is so sickening that it is on par with pedophilia."
"Hahi! P-Pedophilia? Haru never thinks of children like that desu!"
It seemed Haru's speech was becoming more normal, but her desu and hahi slipped in sometimes when she was surprised or angry.
"A-Anyway, Sawada-san, personal feelings aside, let's work together for today. I'll explain your duty, so please follow me..."
Basically, all Tsuna needed to do is to know customers to free rooms and made sure rooms are available for guests who made reservations because it was a busy day for people to enjoy Christmas festivities after all.
After an hour, he finally got some rest, so he settled down in a counter sighing. Then someone put a can of iced coffee before him.
"Good work de-su!" said the odd bob-haired girl.
"Th-Thanks," Tsuna was quite surprised at the girl's hospitality.
"This is for helping out at our place. After all, this is my uncle's shop." the girl said frankly and sat down beside him drinking her banana milk, putting a box of grape juice on the counter, probably for Lambo.
Well, Haru will always be a caring girl despite her attitude in any world...
"I-I'm sorry about the-"
"It's okay DESU!" Haru interrupted, "I already FORGET about that -DESU"
Obviously not...
"O-Okay..." Tsuna respected Haru's mature understanding.
"I mean, I know that Sawada-san is not a sleezy guy by just working with you. Also, glass guy is not smexy."
"Pardon?" WHAT LOGIC IS THAT?
"Sawada-san used to go to a med school right. Anyone who is a doctor is a kind person!" Haru said with sparkling eyes.
Tsuna felt ashamed and even hurt about the 'used to' for some reason.
Anyway, how could she know?
Knowing what Tsuna thinks, Haru explained "Lambo-san knows Ipin-san who knows about you, Sawada-san!"
Tsuna sighed, "Well, that guy is sure secretive. Please call me Tsuna if you don't mind."
"Hahi? Is that okay? Well, Tsuna-san, then."
Suddenly, a cute girl voice interrupted their self-introduction, "Excuse me, is there any room free?"
Tsuna looked up to see a pair of surprised eyes reflecting his equally surprised ones, "Chro- I mean- Nagi-san? Why are you here?"
"Eh, Sawada-san, are you part-timing today?" the purple-haired girl asked curiously.
"Yes," Tsuna smiled.
"Ku fu fu fu, is this your friend," said a guy with weird tropical hair style he knew so well, Rokudo Mukuro.
Nagi smiled innocently towards the ever-so dodgy-looking guy, "Yes, Mukuro-chan!"
Tsuna sweat-dropped at the 'chan' after the name Mukuro.
"This is Sawada Tsunayoshi. We met from my part-time at bookstore," Nagi intorduced Tsuna to Mukuro.
"I'm Mukuro from Sakuraba art college. Nice to meet you, ku fu, Sawada-kun," Mukuro self-introduced.
"Tsuna is fine," Tsuna said.
"Tsunayoshi-kun, then. Oh,"
Suddenly, that Mukuro leaned his face towards Tsuna very closely. Excessively closely. With a "hmmm" and "ku fu fu." For about 5 minutes.
"You're interesting," Mukuro abruptly said with a devilish grin, "Tsunayoshi-kun."
"Thank you?"
"Hmmm, what do you think, Nagi?" the indigo-haired guy glanced at his friend.
"Yeah, he would be perfect for work!" Nagi nodded enthusiastically.
Rokudo Mukuro then turned towards him, "How about this... Are you interested in becoming my model?"
"PARDON?" Tsuna blurped out.
"Are you interested in becoming my model? I'm doing an end-of-yeah project and I need to photograph a life model."
"Mukuro-chan is a genius photography artist!" Nagi cheered.
"Erm, can I trust you?" Well, his intuition is not ringing, but he was ingrained not to trust this person after all.
"Well, that depends," Mukuro smirked, "But I pay well."
"Mukuro-chan normally paid 600,000 yen for one job!" Chrome confirmed.
Tsuna literally choked on his coffee at that, "What?" That would pay this month's medical fee!
"After all, Mu-ku-ro-chan has a lot of money 3"
Mukuro smirked at his friend antic before staring at Tsuna scarily, "So, what do you say, Tsunayoshi-kun?"
Tsuna gulped, but he needed money! "Damn it! Very fishy, but please let me do it sir!" The mafia boss disgraced himself!
"Ku fu fu, I'll be waiting you tomorrow 9.00 pm sharp at Sakuraba art school."
Next day, which means...
Christmas?
So no rest for Sawada Tsunayoshi?
Christmas day, 9.00 pm
After Tsuna is done with his many other part-times, he hurried to a certain art college, where he met a pineapple-haired guy at the entrance.
"Ku fu fu, you came."
"Yeah, I never miss a job," Tsuna smiled sardonically.
"Sorry, I have to choose today because most rooms and equipment are free today," Mukuro said, "But, well, you probably have no girl to date with today anyway. Fu."
"EXCUSE ME?" Tsuna was quite offended. To be verbally abused by his subordinate parallel is... a bit...
Once they got into the destination room, Tsuna found a few other people getting the things ready. Well, all of them turned out to be people he knew, like Ken and M.M.
"Mukuro-san!" Ken looked up enthusiastically to the indigo guy.
"Okay, please sign this consent form. Quick," M.M. girl handed him pen and the document paper very roughly.
Tsuna signed it rapidly.
"Ku fu fu, where is the costume?"
"Here! I took some from my wardrobe here," M.M. pointed to a pile of women's clothes.
Mukuro grinned evilly, "Well, then, how about you put some of those on, Tsunayoshi-kun?"
"EXCUSE ME?"
"Ku fu fu, I'm asking you to cross-dress"
"Oh my god! How could you be so as-a-matter-of-fact. Wait, why?"
"Cuz' ye look girly" the blond guy added scornfully.
"Our project is :'Femininity in Masculinity'"
"EXCUSE ME?" How many times had he been using this word these past days?
Tsuna was forced to enter the dressing room with some of those clothes. He sighed. Well, he needed money, so he guessed he had to sacrifice his pride sometimes.
Tsuna took off his clothes, realising that he was in this world's self body, untrained with barely any muscle and untanned. Somewhat curvy even.
Yeah, so feminine.
But why had he not noticed about this until now?
The last two hours was hell for Tsuna. Having to posted like a woman. It was a shame for the mafia boss. But anyway he got the cheque from Mukuro and he was ready to pay his hospital bills.
Well. this world's Mukuro is a nice guy after all, or so Tsuna thought...
Next time he met Nagi at work, she of course asked him about the work with Mukuro.
"Heh? You seriously took on his offer?" Nagi asked laughing.
"Excuse me? Didn't you encourage me to?"
"I was joking! Sorry!" Nagi apologised cutely. Tsuna would have blushed had he NOT made to cross-dress.
"Well, you see Mukuro-chan is a famous forgery artist. Well, that's his part-time. He made a lot of money from that."
"EXCUSE ME?"
"I guess your female version picture is now being used for counterfeit passport, bank account, and..."
"Oh, for the god of EXCUSE ME!"
"Well, that's exactly why he had you cross-dress, so it wouldn't affect you directly..."
"But..." It's illegal!
"No worries. Mukuro is a good make-up artist"
"That's not the point-"
Well, Tsuna has learned that this Mukuro is not a good guy after all.
To be continued...
Author's notes: Hiya, this is a Christmas present for you guys. Sorry, it's quite a filler and not Byakuran, but he's appearing next chapter I promise! I intended to introduce these characters anyway. Next year, PTM will get progressively darker, so be prepared for that! (According to my plan...)