Hello, my dear readers! I have returned!
I am in such a good mood right now, it's not even funny. Two of my brothers and I all pitched in and bought a set of VONGOLA RINGS. SERIOUSLY. THEY JUST GOT HERE YESTERDAY. We split them up between ourselves, and we did rock paper scissors for the sky ring. It was awesome.
Thanks to Nekohana (I made sure to go fix that, Thank you!), Yuna's Reincarnation-1, and konan248 (OMG, I TOTALLY AGREE!) for reviewing.
I am most likely boring you, so I will continue with the story. Enjoy, and don't forget to R&R!
"Gokudera-kun?'
The voice was distorted, as if he was hearing it from underwater. He tried to open his eyes, but it felt like they were being weighed down by lead. Where was he? What happened?
"Gokudera-kun?"
The voice was clearer now, but it was still hard to recognise. That inflection, the accent, the tone, the softness, who was it?
"Gokudera-kun!"
Tenth! Memories of what happened flooded his head. His eyes shot open.
He saw her put her hands over her heart. "Oh, thank God! I thought we almost lost you there!" She smiled warmly at him. Then, her face morphed into an expression of concern and puzzlement. "Are you okay, Gokudera? Why did you collapse back there? Did you eat something funny?"
He sighed, leaning back and staring at the ceiling. "No... it was my sister." She looked shocked. "One day, when we were young and still lived in our castle ("Castle? You were rich, Gokudera-kun?"), my father, the Don of a small Family, put on a party for a few of his acquaintances. He wanted me to play the piano for them."
"You play the piano?"
"I used to. Anyways, my father wanted me to play for his guests, but I was too nervous to go onstage." He shuddered. "To calm my nerves, Bianchi made a batch of cookies for me."
"But didn't you know-"
"No. Not back then. We only discovered later that Bianchi had the talent to turn everything she touches into poison cooking. Since I didn't know, I ate the cookies. I immediately felt sick, but I got up there and played anyways. It was horrible, of course, but to please my father, all the guests applauded, saying that it was 'unique' and 'abstract'. From then on, I was forced to play at every gathering, and before every performance, I was forced to eat a batch of Bianchi's cookies." He closed his eyes. "The horror of it has stuck to me to this day, and now I can't look at Bianchi's face without remembering."
Tsuna grabbed his hand. "I'm sorry, Gokudera-kun. That's terrible." Her fist clenched. "You can't even look at your own sister..."
He squeezed her hand reassuringly. "It's fine. I'm used to it." He glanced at the clock. "Umm... don't you need to go to class?"
She jumped. "That's right! I've got Home Ec. right now!" She jumped up, sprinting for the door. She stopped in the door frame. "I'll come see you later, okay." Then she disappeared.
He smiled and sat back, thinking about his day. He frowned a bit when he remembered the cow child. His ten-year later self looked frighteningly familiar, but he couldn't remember who...
Oh well. It probably wasn't important anyways.
Bianchi watched as Tsunako finished her cake, giving the frosting a final little swirl. It looked amazing, and Bianchi was sure that it tasted equally delicious. She glanced into the other room, where the boys were gathered. Who would she give it to? She spotted the tall, black-haired boy who was sitting with her and Hayato earlier, laughing and talking with a group of boys. Yamamoto. They were friends, right?
The girls finished and came into the room with the boys. All of the girls looked ecstatic at the thought of giving their cake to a boy, but Tsuna looked bored, like she didn't want anything to do with any of them. Even though some of those boys were looking at her and her cake appreciatively. Hmm...
Bianchi slipped through the crowd, inching behind Tsuna and sliding her own plate into the girl's hand. She turned around as she felt the porcelain leaving her hands. "Bianchi?!" She looked down at the purple cake in her hands. It was letting off a foul aroma. "What?!"
Bianchi slithered out of sight. Tsuna could just barely hear her last words before she disappeared. "I believe that anyone would die for love. So eat it and die, Vongola Decima."
What?
Yamamoto walked up to her. "Hey, Tsuna, can I have some? It looks good!"
She jumped. "No!"
He blinked. "Okay then... I'll just have a bit of Kyoko's..."
Tsuna's head snapped up in horror. Kyoko's cake! She spun on her heels, head snapping toward Kyoko. Her cake was purple too! Bianchi!
"Dammit, what do I do!"
She heard Reborn's voice, and she turned to face out of the window. He was sitting on the roof of the next building over. "Protect your family, Tsuna! Do it with your dying will!"
She saw a flash of light, and felt a pressure on her forehead. She felt her body going limp, right on schedule. Her vision faded, and she fell on her back, landing with a dull thud. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Yamamoto raising the poison to his mouth. No! I'm leaving this world... I... I could have saved him before I died, if I had only tried hard enough. I have to... I HAVE TO...
A familiar heat sparked to life on her forehead, spreading throughout her body, and she blinked. When her eyes opened again, everything was tinted orange, as if the room was on fire. She focused on Yamamoto, who had stopped eating to look at her curiously. She growled, rising up, clothes tearing off of her, exposing her burning body to the cool air. "REBORN! EAT THE CAKE LIKE MY LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!"
She felt another shot in the vicinity of her stomach, but she ignored it, sprinting toward Yamamoto. She snatched the pastry from his hand and downed it in one bite. She glanced around the room at her frightened (although she noticed that some of them had nosebleeds and some of them had out cameras, but she didn't quite understand why they had them, so she ignored it) peers. "EAT ALL OF THE CAKE!"
Everything after that was a blur.
She came into awareness after a few minutes, and she sat on the floor, blinking. She shivered at the loss of her clothes, but she figured that she could always get another set from her locker. She kept at least twenty in there, in case of things like this.
"Yay! Cake! Lambo-san wants cake!"
The cow child skipped into the classroom, and Tsuna smiled a bit. No matter how annoying he was, he was pretty damn cute. Her smile vanished when tears appeared in his eyes. "No more cake? No cake for Lambo-san?" He burst into tears. "Hold... it... in..." He wailed. "I can't!" And so, out came the purple bazooka, and the Adult Lambo appeared.
Gokudera sat up suddenly, his stomach protesting at the movement. "Now I remember! The stupid cow looks just like Bianchi's ex! Romeo!"
He collapsed back onto the bed. "Whatever. It doesn't really matter."
Bianchi ran down the halls, an angry scowl on her face. That little girl wasn't getting away from her that easily! Reborn was hers, and she was going back to Italy with him, the Decima in a body bag in between them.
She stopped short at the sight in the doorway. No... it couldn't be! She felt an embarrassed flush on her cheeks, remembering the times with him. The kissing, the traveling, the amazing, er, experiences... But... "Romeo! I thought you were dead!" She swooned on her feet. Now... now she had the opportunity to...
He blinked, light green eyes (how strange, they were a bit more blue the last time they saw each other, and the wrong eye was closed, but people change, so she thought nothing of it).
She launched forward, and she saw his arms outstretched, as if ready to catch her or steady her. "POISON COOKING!" Her poisonous double-layered cake smashed into his face.
He heard a noise of surprise and shock from the Decima. "Lambo!" That must have been his alias or something when he came here. "I hope you stay dead this time, bastard." She spit on the twitching body on the ground.
"I heard things ended badly between you and your ex, Bianchi."
She turned around. "Reborn!" He caught her in his arms. The fabric of his specially tailored suit felt so good against her skin. He leaned down. "How about we go to my house and get... re-aqquainted."
She squealed like a giddy schoolgirl and marched with him down the hallway. "Oh, and Dame-Tsuna," He called over his shoulder. "The technology in a few years should be able to heal him. Just don't bring the younger one home. I know how much you love strays."
And with that, they were gone.
Tsuna walked home with Gokudera and Yamamoto that afternoon, dragging her feet against the asphalt. "What a day..."
Neither of them heard her. They were too busy arguing behind her. And by arguing, she meant that Gokudera was shouting at Yamamoto while the latter laughed. She sighed, sincerely hoping that they would mellow out soon, or at least get somewhat used to each other.
"Guys, we're here."
They stopped in front of the gate, and Tsuna discreetly sent a glance to the chihuahua next door. Good, he was all locked up. They were safe. She heard Yamamoto giggling behind her. He knew of her regular checks. "Shut up, Yamamoto. You know how much I hate that stupid dog!"
"Yeah, yeah."
They climbed the stairs to her room, all of them thoroughly surprised to see Bianchi sitting at the table with Reborn, both of them calmly sipping coffee. "Hello, Dame-Tsuna."
"What are you both doing here? Why are you even in our house, Bianchi?"
Her eyes gleamed. "I'm here for love!"
"She's your new tutor."
"Reborn here can't do anything without me..."
"She's going to help you around the house as well."
"Reborn needs me, his love. I'm going to help you with Home Ec and Art." She winked. "And maybe I'll even help you with the... finer parts of being a Mafia Donna. Every female Mafioso needs to be seductive and sexy to manipulate those pig-headed men." She clasped her hands together, eyes sparking. She suddenly saw the resemblance between her and her brother. "Oh, what a fine woman you'd be! If you lived that long..."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
She eyed her warily. "Okay... I'm going to go downstairs and get started on dinner. Yamamoto, please help me carry Gokudera-kun to the couch."
"Sure thing, Tsuna!"
Tsuna grabbed his arms and Yamamoto grabbed his legs. Together, they carried the limp body to a safer area.
Bianchi smiled lightly. "She doesn't know it, does she? That she already has the skill to control people?"
Reborn shook his head. "Nope." He sipped his tea. "I wonder how long it takes for the idiot cow to come crawling back to her."
"I say an hour."
"Thirty minutes, tops."
They shook hands.
Lambo stood in front of the house. He heard laughing and yelling, he smelled cooking food. His stomach growled and he whimpered. He wanted to have some too!
The door squeaked open and suddenly he was looking straight into the girl from earlier's eyes. "Lambo?" She glanced around. "Where are you staying?"
He turned and pointed down the street. "There. Anywhere. Lambo-san is on an adventure!"
She smiled lightly, pity and understanding in her eyes. "Well, if you have nowhere to stay, you can come in and have dinner, then we can go exploring tomorrow." She knelt so that they were facing each other on eye level. "Would you like that, Lambo?"
He nodded enthusiastically and jumped into her arms. "Yes! Lambo-san will come inside and eat all of your food, pretty big sister!"
She blushed and hugged him back. "Thank you, Lambo. And you can call me Tsuna-nee."
"Okay, Tsuna-nee! Let's go have dinner!"
That night, there were three new faces at dinner. A cow child with an afro, a silver-haired bomber, and a purple-haired assassin wearing sunglasses.
No one noticed money changing hands under the table, and a man with a fedora smirking the whole time.
Whew. I'm glad that's done. Chapter nine and chapter ten were originally supposed to be one whole chapter, but it got way too long. Hopefully I won't have to split each episode in two, but there is way too much stuff going on.
I personally love a brotherly/sisterly Tsuna, so exspect to see a lot of that. Also, Bianchi still has a sort of one-sided relationship with Reborn in this, mostly so that if I need to, I can still change this into R27. Reborn does sort of like her though, just not to the extent that Bianchi loves him. So, just to be clear, this fic will have a little bit of Reborn x Bianchi in it, but not so much that it would specifically be a Reborn x Bianchi fic. Just think of it as how it is in the anime/manga, except for that they are both adults. I'll leave what happened between them up to you ;). I hope that cleared things up a bit.
Anyways, I hoped you enjoyed! R&R please!