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11 Fake Sick


Reborn was not sick. He of all people wouldn't be sick. After all this mafia involved black-haired teen had a great immune system. In fact he rarely ever gets a cold, perhaps once or twice every three years. Tsuna has seen him sick in bed with a fever only once, in Middle School. And damn what a day it was, on that fellow day the brunet went over to take care for his best friend. In the end it turned out that he could not cook or merely clean. Then, in one way or the other the other six from Arcobaleno Middle got hold of this information and all ended up going in Reborn's small apartment. Thanks to all those guys the place got even messier and the black-haired teen did not get any better. Luche thought was second to last to be "welcomed" in the now-poor-state of the apartment. Seeing it's state she went on rampage scolding all those guys that the place got even worse. In the end she had all the others clean the place up. When finally Fon came, the place was perfectly clean and shining except for a pile of tired bodies in a corner.

Reborn remembered that memory, and damn Luche is scary.

Now though he felt a little bit guilty for lying to Tsuna, but of course he couldn't let the poor guy know that he was about to murder someone. Perhaps, that was not the best word to describe his yet to be action, take someone out would be a more appropriate term.

For now, he had prepared his gun and all other necessary materials, he was sure the girl hadn't taken his threat seriously. Why would she? He looked just like any other harmless student. And all in all M.M was one hell of a stubborn girl. Reborn had contacted the people he needed from Italy, they would arrive tomorrow late-afternoon. If in any case for any reason she had transferred though he still had time to cancel his people's flight from Italy. Tomorrow was the day.

Meanwhile…

"Hello, Giotto, do you need anything?"

"Oh, nothing special, just… are you free today?" he asked with his usual brilliant smile.

"Today no, I'm visiting Reborn." Tsuna explained.

Giotto felt a pang of irritation and a twinge of jealousy. He smiled, "Is that so? Then next time be sure to be free." And away he went.

Tsuna knew that Reborn didn't want him in his apartment while he was sick ever since that, one and only last time, last year. But this year though, the others wouldn't come to know about him being sick, especially because they are scattered all over the world.

Thus he walked, and walked, until he reached the place. He went up the stairs and rang the bell. No answer. He rang once more still no answer. Tsuna wondered dubious for a second. Why wouldn't Reborn be home if he was sick? Though, perhaps he went to the nearby drug store for some medicines, after all, his house was half-empty, as if someone just transferred in, or maybe he was asleep. And if that was the case it was better to not disturb him.

Tsuna lightly rang one last time, and prepared to walk away. The door opened. Reborn stood there, wearing his pajamas and that nightcap he loved oh— so much. He left the door open and went back to his room. The brunet followed him in, carefully closing the door and taking his shoes off. The apartment was a typical one bedroom, living room, kitchen and bathroom type. Small but comfortable, an LDK apartment. Reborn did not need that much of a space.

Tsuna followed Reborn to his room, there he laid on his own comfortable bed.

"How are you feeling?" caramel eyes watched carefully as he asked.

Reborn fakes a cough.

"Not well eh?" Tsuna sighed, it wasn't rare for Reborn to get sick, "Do you need anything? Soup or medicines."

Reborn stopped in thoughts for a few seconds. He faked another cough. "I'm fine, I already took medicines" he answered, and fakes another cough "and I don't need soup, rather than that I don't need anything you cook." He said truthfully, Tsuna, indeed, was not a great cook.

The other glared at Reborn's back, no, it was not the hatred filled kind. More of the –fuck you- or –piss off- style.

Tsuna sighed "I'll go buy some pre-cooked soup for you." And with that he was gone.

Reborn waited 10 minutes, two waiting for Tsuna to clumsily put on his shoes, three waiting for the brunet to come back to take his wallet from the school bag he momentarily left in Reborn's house, other two for his shoes again. The brunet cursed once or twice about shoe-laces being a drag. The other five he just waited to make sure Tsuna was out of the apartment complex.

It had been too sudden, Tsuna's visit, he should have predicted his best friend would have worried and came to his house despite his protests over the phone. Lazily he got up from the bed and this time, without much haste he carefully shut the gun away in a closed drawer. While Tsuna was here that was hiding beneath the bed the whole time.

Then the black-haired teen went to pour himself a cup of hot – very hot – tea and drank it in one shot. His body temperature increased abruptly. To make all this seem more realistic he wet some parts of tissues and threw them near the bedside. He also kept a pack or two by his pillow. Reborn was very calculative, and hoping Tsuna had not had a clear view of the state of him—himself, and the room, he took another rougher tissue and rubbed it against his nose to make it look red.

Reborn himself didn't know why he was doing all this, but by the time he started looking a solution to this 'why?' Tsuna had already come back. He had brought egg soup with tomatoes and rice, nothing too complicated—he had thought, just something Reborn's stomach could bear for now as he had a cold… or maybe even a fever: Does Reborn look worse from 10 minutes ago?.

"You know?" he started. No, though, he wouldn't know, Reborn couldn't read minds no matter how much he wished. "Today Giotto asked me if I was free."

"Is that so?" Reborn asked weakly, he faked a cough then.

"Yeah, that is so." Tsuna waited a second before continuing, "I think he might want to ask me for a second date," he answered honestly and truthfully, "I don't know what he is up to, but I believe it might have something to do with M.M perhaps? Or maybe just to hang around? I don't know" he said "I seriously don't know" he repeated.

Reborn laughed, "This conversation looks more like gossip you know?" yet he thought for second. Why would Vongola Giotto take Tsuna on a second date? "What would you do if that was the case?"

"What case?" wondered TSuna aloud.

"What would you do, if he did fell in love with you?" Reborn asked faking a chuckle.

Tsuna laughed, perhaps because how ridiculous that question sounded. Vongola Giotto, was the most handsome (alongside Reborn), the most intelligent (alongside Reborn), and the most desired man in thw hole school! (…Alongside Reborn.) So, the question remained, why would he bother with an unpopular and really not charming girl with no curves at all (not that he wanted any) like Tsuna?

Reborn laughed as well, he shouldn't have asked.

Yet he remained dubious, and turned his back to Tsuna as he dug his head over his covers.

The next day at school though, everything was back to normal, Tsuna met Reborn halfway walking to school, they greeted like usual, and the brunet was glad that his friend was no more sick.

At school though M.M was nowhere to be seen.

And that's when the notice was shown, M.M had transferred. Where and why unknown.


The reason for finally updating? It's my birthday! Everyone wish me Happy Birthday please? Please?

I'm sorry for not updating in a long while. How about I set a date for the next chapter? (Which I promise will be longer and with fewer mistakes since I couldn't really proofread this chapter today.)

The I will update within the first of November!

Thanks for Reading.