A/N: I want to thank everyone that reviewed the last chapter as well as everyone who added this story to their favourite and follows. I'm glad that everyone liked the talk between Naru and Bianchi because it had been fun writing it.
"Uzumaki-sensei, aren't you being a little bit unfair? Why are you giving us homework even though it's our summer vacation?" One of her students asked while Naru handed her summer class their math sheet. He looked so sad that the blonde was tempted to pat his hair and tell him that everything was going to be fine but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. Why should she when they were making her waste her summer vacation in school? If she didn't want to be here next year then her students needed to learn what the hell she would do to them if they failed her class.
She gave a small smile to Tsuna and Takashi when she handed them their work for the summer. The two teens flushed red, shoved their homework into their bags before muttering a word of thanks to her. Why were those two acting so strange? Should she send them to the nurse? She flickered her eyes to the windows, where she could see Reborn staring at her with amusement. Thinning her lips, the blonde decided against letting the kids go to the nurse.
The two of them just needed to stay here for another few more minutes before going back home.
"If you guys don't know how to answer one of the questions then it is ok for you to call me for help," Naru informed the class when she handed the sheet of paper to the last student. Her six students sighed in relief at her words, earning a laugh from the blonde. Did they think she would be furious if they asked her for help? She might become irritated but it wasn't enough for her to tell them not to call her when they had a problem.
Though she prayed they didn't call her when she was trying to catch up on sleep or when she was trying to get Lambo to sleep.
If he kept asking her for bedtime stories at the rate he was going then there was no doubt in her mind that she might need to either buy an actual storybook or make a story up. Maybe she should make him run more laps instead of telling him stories. At least if she make him run laps then Naru could be certain he was going to hit the bed and sleep like there was no tomorrow.
"Do it at home."
Blinking her eyes, the blue-eyed woman was taken back by the sight of Reborn sitting on top of one of the tables and talking to both Yamamoto and Tsuna, When did he get in? And how couldn't she have not heard his presence? She grimaced, realizing he might have snuck in while she was thinking of what to do with Lambo.
"Uzumaki-sensei, aren't you going to tell Reborn to get out of this classroom?" Tsuna asked, drawing her attention to him.
Tilting her head, Naru pondered over what to do with her student's tutor. She should yell at Reborn, telling him to get the hell out of here but what was the point? No matter what she liked to believe, the man would ignore her wishes and would continue to come here. Besides it wasn't against the rules for him to be here since school was offically over.
"What are you talking about with them?" Naru asked, earning a raised eyebrow from her brown-haired student and a smirk from the black-haired man.
"When did the two of you started to talk so civil!"
"I told them to do your homework over in Tsuna's house," Reborn answered, ignoring his student's question.
If Reborn was anyone else, she would tell him not to give them the answers to the homework but Naru knew her friend well. The man might be an arrogant ass but he was a man who knew his students won't learn anything if he gave them the answers. That was a good thing, because there had been a number of times when the blonde had caught one of her students not being able to do the equation she set, despite having written the right answer.
"Does that mean you want me to remove Lambo from Tsuna's house?" The blonde asked, praying to the god that the man would say no. She loved her foster son but it would be nice for her to take a day off and focus on writing a letter back to Sakura. God knew the woman would yell at her for not writing back at her even if Naru told her that she had been busy.
"I will bring him back to your apartment," Reborn said, curling his lips into a smirk.
From the smirk on his lips, Naru knew the bastard knew she was hoping for him to say it was okay for her to leave Lambo with Nana until she was ready to deal with the chaos he brought. There was no way she could finish writing her letter to Sakura if Lambo was beside her. It would take her ages for her to find out the write a letter which expressed her feelings about Sakura bothering her.
God, how was she going to write a letter which meant screw it with Sakura.
"You two should go back to Tsuna's house," Reborn said to the two teens with his eyes still fixed on her. Her two students glanced at each other, looked at her before nodding their head. The blonde knitted her eyebrows together, wondering why the black-haired man wasn't following the two kids back. Wasn't he going to help them with their homework? She hadn't made their work easy because of the fact they interrupted her vacation time.
"Why aren't you going with them?" Naru asked, taking a seat in Takashi's empty chair.
"They are old enough to walk back home without an adult leading the way," Reborn drawled. "What is bothering you, Uzumaki? And don't even bother lying to me because I've known you long enough to know when you are lying."
The seriousness in Reborn's dark eyes told the blonde that he would not be happy with her if she kept it from him. For a brief moment, she remembered Bianchi's words about how Reborn showed more care to her then her own ex-boyfriend did. For the past few days, she thought the teenager was talking about her relationship but now she knew better. These past couple of months, the blonde had been comparing him to Sasuke but this time she felt like an idiot to do it. Sasuke would never ask her about what was bothering her but this man in front of her did.
She didn't know what to think about it.
"I don't know how to tell Sakura-chan to fuck off," Naru admitted, looking down at her hands. "For the past couple of years, I have been allowing my female teammate to treat me the way she did. I allowed her to try to manipulate me and would have continued on doing it if it weren't for your ex-girlfreind. Bianchi might be seventeen but she told me something that I knew I should do, something I was just too afraid to do. I should tell Sakura that she already asked a lot of things from me but going back home is just too much."
Reborn tilted his hat upwards and stared at her with emotionless eyes. If she didn't know any better, she would think he wasn't surprised by her words but she had noticed the surprise in his eyes before he reverted it back to his emotionless eyes. Ah, Bianchi hadn't told him about getting drunk had she? Or the advice she gave her. Naru didn't blame her because the girl just had too many drinks that night; it was unlikely the pink-haired girl remembered her advice.
"So you were the one who gave Bianchi the advice to do something with herself," Naru blinked her eyes at this piece of news, earning a sigh from the teen. "I don't know what you did Uzumaki but my ex-girlfriend hadn't declared she was in love with me for the past couple of days. She still lives with me, but she has been acting different. She hasn't once mentioned killing Tsuna and informed my student that she is working with me to make him a good boss."
"Isn't it a good thing?" Naru asked, shifting her head to the right.
"It is a good thing since Bianchi never wanted to admit our relationship is over but the next day after she become sober, she toldme that she will stop bothering me to come back to Italy," Reborn answered, kicking his feet on the table. "My point is Uzumaki if you can get my ex-girlfriend to stop lying to herself about our relationship then you can find a way to tell your teammate to fuck off."
"Bianchi is different from Sakura," Naru said, rubbing the side of her head. "Your ex-girlfriend had came to terms that a relationship with you wasn't going to do her any good and is trying to move on from the relationship. I am also sure when she was twelve years old that she never planned to marry you. My teammate, on the other hand, is someone that doesn't know when to give up. For most of my teammate's life, she had made it her goal to become Mrs. Uchiha. When Sasuke kept refusing to go out on dates with her, she would pick herself up and continue asking him out. God, she is dating our teammate even though he nearly killed her. Bianchi admitted to me that she wants someone who would love her as much as she loved him. Sakura will never say anything like that. My friend never played with the idea our male teammate might not be interested in her while Bianchi had admitted she knew things were different between then two. When it comes to feelings, Bianchi is a lot more smarter then Sakura."
God, it felt good to release all her pent out feelings to him. For the past seven years, she had been thinking about Sakura and her strong desire to marry Sasuke. A desire which never fully made any sense to Naru because why would her teammate want to date someone who treated her like shit? Had her teammate never consider the idea of finding someone else? Knowing her former teammate, the woman probably had never consider the idea of seeing someone else. In her friend's eyes, their teammate was her prince charming but Naru had always known he wasn't a prince charming.
What Naru came to accept the fact with Sasuke was that he would never give her the respect she deserved.
"Bianchi has seen the effects of being in a relationship with a one sided love," Reborn said, looking her straight in the eyes. The man tilted his hat downwards. "It is well known in the mafia world that her father does not love her mother with the fact that he doesn't hide his hatred from her. Whenever Bianchi's father is out in public with his friends, he will rant loudly about how terrible his wife is, yet the man doesn't leave her because he knows Bianchi's mother is the reason why he even have the contracts he had. The fact he had an affair with Gokudera's mother made it clear to Bianchi's mother about what he truly felt about her."
"I could never understand it," Naru said, looking up at the ceiling. "Why stay with Bianchi's mother if he hated her? Why make the woman go through so much suffering? If he wanted to keep the alliance then the bastard should have found other ways that would let him keep the alliance."
Reborn shrugged his shoulder and stared at her for a couple of seconds, causing the blonde to arched her eyebrow at her friend. Did she have something on her? No, she had washed her face before she entered the classroom and checked her hair to make sure it didn't show her students that she had rushed here. God, she didn't even have time to tie her hair up into her usual ponytail.
"What are you looking at?" Naru finally asked, breaking the silence between them.
"I'm admiring the view," Reborn answered with his eyes still fixed on her. He flickered his eyes to her blond hair, which flew freely to her sides, before finally glancing at her eyes. The blonde opened her mouth to say something, well anything to change the topic, but no words were coming out of her mouth. She couldn't even stop herself from blushing red at his comment. It had to be because the weather was too hot that my face is as red as a tomato paste, Naru reminded herself as she looked away from the smirking man.
"You know if you think I'm going to swoon at your words then you have another thing coming," Naru finally said, shaking her head. "I know you say that to every woman you meet."
"I say it to every beautiful woman I know," Reborn corrected, standing up from his seat. He walked towards her and before she even realized it, the older male leaned so close that there were only a few centimeres apart. "And no matter how many times you scoff or tell me that I tell it to every woman I know Uzumaki, I don't lie. You are one of the most beautiful woman that I ever know."
The older male didn't budge an inch after saying those words to her. Instead he either looked at her eyes or at her lips, causing her to feel her heart rate to race. What the hell was happening? What was going through his mind? He had always flirted with her but he never did anything like this before. Where the hell was Hibari when she needed him? She gulped and forced herself to look at the man's dark eyes, wondering how it could be filled with so many and so little emotions at the same time.
"Why do you always come to me? If you think I am someone who would jump on you because you complimented me then you have another thing coming," Naru said but she didn't know whether she was talking to herself or to him. "Like I told you Reborn, I don't do one night stands or a casual relationships so if you think acting like this will change my mind then you are wrong."
"And like I told you before Uzumaki, you interest me," Reborn answered, leaning closer till their forehead touch. "Do you think reminding me of the fact that you don't do one night stands will change my interest? I've too much respect for you to dishonour you like that but I want you to realize you are a beautiful woman that deserves to be complimented. I don't know about your duckass teammate but if I had a woman like you by my side, I would have tried my hardest to make you go out with me and to keep you by my side."
"Don't you think this is too much?" Naru asked, pushing the man off of her. He arched his eyebrows at her, causing the blonde to sigh. "You broke up with Bianchi not too long ago Reborn and while you may be over it, Bianchi is still moving on. I might not agree with the fact she obsessed over you but your ex-girlfriend isn't a bad person and I don't want her to feel hurt by the fact you are flirting with me. Besides….if you continue to act like this then how the hell are you going to find a woman that adores you? She would never know if you truly loved her because of the fact she is always going to wonder if you are just playing with her feelings."
There was no way Naru was going to allow herself to be the reason why Reborn never find a woman who loved him. Even an asshole like him deserved to find someone who loved him as much as he loved her. The blonde might had never been in a relationship before but she could clearly remember the days where Sakura had been jealous of her closeness with Sasuke. If her student's tutor wanted to have a healthy relationship one day then it was better for him to cut down the amount of flirting which took place between them.
"And what if the woman I like is in front of me?" Reborn asked, freezing her in her spot.
He doesn't like me, Naru reminded herself as she gazed in his eyes. He might flirted with her, might give her compliments and help her out when it came to her three students but Reborn wasn't someone she knew all that well. All she knew about him was the fact he was a hitman. No, she corrected herself, she knew about him was the fact he was a handsome hitman but that was it.
He didn't know everything about her and the same went for her.
"Then I will tell you that you are lying," Naru answered, quirking her lips upwards while Reborn just shrugged his shoulder. "You are interested in me because I am different but you don't like me in that way. To be fair, I don't like you in that way too and I will also hate to admit this to you but you are probably one of the few friends that I have in this town. Hell, I might even consider you my best friend in this place because you are the only one that I can rant about my problems with my teammate."
For the first time since he came here, Naru finally admitted out loud that Reborn was her closest friend in this place. No, she corrcted herself, he was one of the few people she could trust. He might not know what she was or her past but the man had never once pushed her to do something she didn't want to do. He might have flirted with her, make her flustered and make innudenos but he never forced her to do anything she didn't want to do.
She knew it wouldn't be long before she consider him closer then any of her friends in Konoha.
Reborn looked up at the ceiling before glancing at his student, watched closely as he discussed the answers to the math questions Uzumaki set with Yamamoto and Gokudera. It had never occurred to him that the blonde would be sadist enough to give the students, which weren't on their level of education. Of course, he wasn't going to tell them anything until the pair of them gave up or if he felt kind enough to tell them the answers to the tricky question. As of yet, Gokudera was taking his time in figuring out the answer to the difficult question Uzumaki had set.
He thinned his lips as he remembered the blond-haired woman's words about him lying about his interest in her. What gave him a way? He hadn't done anything which indiciated to her that he didn't like her in that way. Reborn did care for the woman and would admit she was one of the most attractive woman he knew but he didn't love her. Then again, what did he know of love? He had never been in a loving relationship before, the closest he had ever been to loving someone had been Luce but even then it hadn't been love.
He couldn't even harmonize with her while with Uzumaki, it hadn't taken long for him to feel the affects of her flames.
"I don't get it!" Gokudera yelled, slamming the paper on the table, which effectively snapped Reborn out of his thoughts. The hitman tilted his hat downwards and mentally sighed when he noticed Haru standing behind the ajar door. The child was not a bad person but the man could not forget the young girl had insulted Uzumaki, driving her so angry and upset that she would drink a whole bottle of whiskey and ranted her problems to Bianchi.
If Naru ranting about her problems wasn't enough then it was the fact she talked to his ex-girlfriend, telling her the words needed to get her to move on. For the past couple of weeks, Reborn had been trying to figure out how to break the girl's heart while his friend did it in a matter of hours. Hell, he hadn't known his ex-girlfriend was given advice until he found her drunk off her ass in front of the door. The hitman could still recall the words spoken by the pink-haired girl as he carried her back to her room.
"I decided that I'm going to follow that woman's advice, starting tomorrow I'm going to stop being so obsessive with you and stop trying to kill Sawada. I'm going to start to try and move on from you because it is time for me to say these facts out loud. I know even if I kill the boy that you are never coming back; I was just afraid to admit it."
That had been a few days ago and Reborn thought the woman would have forgotten about her promise but Bianchi had kept her word. She repeated it again to him the next day before the two of them had taken breakfast with the others. He wished he could say the pink-haired teen had been happy when she said those words but she had been somber and heartbroken, telling him that the woman was not going through an easy time with accepting this fact. Though he knew the girl would move on because despite what she thought, his fellow hitman was a strong woman and would find someone who would give her the love she deserved.
"Why did you let Haru in, Reborn!" Tsuna yelled, snapping him out of his thoughts. The black-haired hitman tilted his hat up and let out a mental sigh at the sight of a depressed Haru standing behind them. For a brief moment, he remembered Uzumaki's reminder of making sure the boy did not belittle woman and while he knew Tsuna would never do it, he needed to remind him of preserving a woman's feelings.
"The mafia treat all women well," Reborn answered. "It's a life lesson for you to treat every women, both those you favour and do not favour, well. Besides how would Uzumaki feel if she knew you caused Haru here to cry? Your teacher doesn't tolerate people who hurts a female's feelings."
He smirked when he saw Tsuna bit his lips at this piece of news while both Yamamoto and Gokudera furrowed their eyebrows at hearing this, no doubt wondering how he knew about it. There was no way he was telling them of the discussion between Uzumaki and him, not when it was something personal between them. It had been the first time the woman admitted that he was someone brown-haired boy would go to for a relationship advice as well as telling him about the importance of making sure his student become a decent man.
"You know we could always ask Haru if she can help us," Yamamoto said, breaking the silence between them. "Since she goes to a good middle school and everything then maybe she can help us with the question Uzumaki-sensei set us with. If that doesn't work then we could always ask Uzumaki-sensei, she did say there wouldn't be any problem in asking her for help."
"Okay but I don't want to ask Uzumaki-sensei since she might be busy taking care of Lambo," Tsuna admitted, running his hand through his hair. " I just don't want to bother her with our homework because I know it isn't easy to take care of him."
It wasn't just that but the blue-eyed woman must be worrying about writing that letter to her friend, Reborn mused to himself as he pulled out the letter that Uzumaki hadn't noticed him taking from her pocket. To the blonde, taking care of the black-haired boy wasn't the most stressful thing she had to deal with. No, what was causing her so much stress was the fact Naru didn't know how to write a letter without losing her friendship with this woman.
This woman, who probably hadn't realized or accepted the fact Naru didn't want to go back home just yet. This person who kept reminding his friend about a past she wanted to forget. He looked down at the letter, wondering how the blonde was going to show the woman that she didn't need a reminder. Words weren't going to help her and if Reborn knew Uzumaki would accept it, he would tell her to take a picture of him with her and show the woman that she was happy where she was.
Of course he knew Naru would never accept the idea of using him in that way.
"I learnt this before," Haru said with so much confidence that Reborn knew would fool everyone into thinking she knew it.
He had seen the question and knew quite well no one but only a person who went through university could answer the question Uzumaki set. Reborn didn't even understand what was going through Naru's head when she set it but he liked it. He loved how it was causing his student so much distress because how the hell could the boy be one mark off from passing the test? Not only was it unacceptable but the blonde had been quite happy to rub it on his face.
Ding.
Reborn raised his eyebrow when he felt his cellphone vibrate against his pants' pocket. Keeping his eyes fixed on the brown-haired girl, he pulled out his phone, flipped it opened and looked at the message sent to him. Who would send him a message right now? He asked himself as he opened the unread message. The time difference between them was long enough for the Ninth to know he might be asleep though it could be one of the lower families who thought they could afford his rates.
'This is the first and last time I'm asking you for help, Reborn but how the hell do I write a letter which politely tells her to screw herself? Don't let this get into your big head but I think you might know how to deal with this shitty situation I am in 'cause I have no idea how to tell her.'
He felt bubbles of laughter building up in his throat when he read the message. For a brief moment, he was tempted to chuckle but held himself back, knowing it would raise a couple of eyebrows from the teens surrounding him. Only this woman would ask him for help while insulting his head. God, he didn't even need to look at the number or name to know it had been Naru who asked him for help. The woman must be desperate if she actually asked him for help because apparently his words of encouragement wasn't enough.
'Have you attempted to make the tone of your letter calm? And did you remind her about how important you being away is? Did you tell her about all the things you did for her and how you want to be left alone until you are ready to go back?' He typed the question and pressed the sent button before looking at Haru, who still had her eyes fixed on the diffcult question prepared by the young woman. It would be a while before they could figure things out so until then Reborn had all the time to calm Uzumaki down. After all, knowing her and what she was like when she was upset, the woman hadn't thought of making the tone as calm and detached as possible. In fact Reborn couldn't imagine the young lady being calm while writing to her friend because Naru was anything but calm.
Ding.
'How the hell can I be calm while writing the letter? I'm about to tell my former teammate to screw herself and her beahviour! And why the hell should I go boasting to her about the things I did for her? I don't want to remind her about these things! Seriously is this all you have to say?'
He could picture the woman scowling at him while she wrote it.
'She isn't going to take you seriously if you don't protray yourself as a calm woman while writing this letter, besides your friend might make it worse if you aren't calm. Also, you aren't boasting about what you did for her, it is a fact that you are going to point out to her. You need to tell her about how she owes you for the things you did for her and that to return the favour is for her to leave you alone.'
'How the hell can I be calm when I know she is going to become so pissed with me when I'm done with this letter?' And you act like Sakura is going to accept it just like that!'
If I didn't know Tsuna would need my help soon then I would go to the apartment and sort this problem out, Reborn thought to himself as he typed the message which he knew would calm her down. Why was it so important for her to keep her friendship with this woman? From what he read in the letter, the woman had not consider the idea maybe Uzumaki didn't want to go back. She had never once asked about how Uzumaki felt, always talking about the problems in the hospital, gossip or her relationship with that duckass teammate of theirs.
"I'm sorry!" Haru yelled, drawing his attention away from the phone and towards her. "I don't know!"
Right, he would deal with Tsuna's homework problem before heading towards Naru's place to fix her dilemma.
Naru stared blankly at her cellphone and then to the piece of paper in front of her. This must have been her fiftieth time trying to write the letter which would showcase her feelings to her former teammate. Around her were crumbled papers that were filled with furious words that would allow her pink-haired teammate to figure out her former feelings towards Sasuke. There was no way she wanted the woman to know but everything she had done for her teammate had revolved around their male teammate.
"Mama, what's the matter?" Lambo asked, looking at the piece of blank paper with curiosity. "Who are you writing to?"
"To my friend Sakura," Naru answered, forcing herself to smile as she ruffled her son's dark hair. Her son giggled before protesting out loud for her behaviour, telling her with so much pride about how he was a grown up now. Just because he was going to school, her foster son thought he was too old for her to show him so much affection. She shook her head and watched as the young boy run back to the living room to watch his favourite cartoon program.
Why couldn't she go back to being a five-year-old? Or even a seventeen-year-old? She asked herself, picking up her favourite orange pen and clicking it open. It had taken her so long to grow up and learn there were certain things which she couldn't just say out loud. At the age of five, it would be easy for her to speak about her problems without any worries since no one would care. At seventeen, she could use as many swearwords as she wanted to put her point across.
She was twenty-four years old and had already spent four hours, trying to figure out how to politely tell her teammate to stop reminding her of the past.
Dingdong.
Blinking her eyes, Naru dropped her pen and made her way towards the door, avoiding the scatter toys that Lambo had left in his wake. Who the hell was coming here this late at night? She asked herself as she stood on her tiptoes to look through the keyhole. The blonde blinked her bright blue eyes when she caught sight of a familiar male standing behind the door with black fedora hat tilted upwards, revealing his dark eyes.
Nodding her heads sideways, the young woman unlocked the door and stared at the older man, who had his arms folded against his chest as he strolled into her small apartment. What the hell was going on? Naru asked herself after she closed the door. She trailed after the hitman, who tilted his hat in greeting to Lambo before going to the dinning room table. Wasn't he going to ignore her? Because that was what she thought he was going to do since he ignored all of her message.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were going to ignore me since you stopped messaging me," Naru finally asked once the man took a seat across the paper lying on the table. He raised his eyebrow at her, curling his lips into a smirk and the blonde immediately caught on what the male was thinking. "I'm not upset about the fact you ignore me, bastard but once you stopped talking to me then it was only reasonable for me to think you don't want to help me anymore."
"I stopped answering because Tsuna and Yamamoto needed help with question seven," Reborn answered, folding his arms against his chest. "What were you thinking when you were giving them a university question to do?"
Oh no, she had given them one of the old questions her former teachers had given her to do. She had been pissed with her students for failing her exam but Naru had no idea this was going to happen. Maybe she should make her students some treats or let them skive her lesson tomorrow since she had been cruel enough to give them such a hard question. Honestly with all her worries and taking care of Lambo, she hadn't taken the time to check which questions she had given them.
"I was going through a lot of crap Reborn," Naru hissed, running her hand through her hair. "I've been taking care of Lambo and now I have to deal with my former teammate begging me to come back. I just didn't have the time to check on what questions I gave them."
The Italian man thinned his lips at her response, pushed his chair out before making his way to the kitchen. Knitting her eyebrows together, the blonde watched as the male grabbed the carton of milk from the fridge and placed the milk into her smallest saucepan. The first thing which came to her mind was how the hell did he know where her milk was? Sure they had dinner together and several meals too but it wasn't enough for him to know her fridge contents.
For all he knew, she could have run out of milk.
"Drink," Reborn ordered, placing a mug of hot milk in front of her once it had finished heating. The blonde opened her mouth to argue with him but the seriousness in his eyes told her he wasn't going to take no for an answer. Grumbling under her breath, Naru took a sip of the milk and felt her stiff body becoming relax. "Hot milk is good for calming down nerves and you will need to be calm while writing that letter."
"Yes oh wise one."
"It's good you know that I'm wise," Reborn said, ignoring the sarcasm in her tone. "Now did you read my message about it is time for you to take control of your life or not? Or do I have to give you a speech on why you need to calm down and the importance of stopping caring what the woman thinks?"
"I did read your message," Naru admitted, picking up her pen with one hand while drinking her hot mug of milk with another hand. "But it is so easy for you to think I shouldn't care what she thinks but she is still my friend. I don't want to hurt her feelings just because she is annoying me."
"Didn't she hurt your feelings by rubbing her relationship with your former crush?" Reborn said coldly, earning a flinch from the blonde. In the corner of her eyes, Naru noticed how Lambo had suddenly stiffened and she wondered briefly if he knew what they were talking about. "Everything that happened between the two of you is because of the lack of communication. It's time for you to tell her what you feel about her sending you messages to come back home. You need her to realize what you have came to realize."
"You mean you want me to tell her that the relationship our team had was toxic?" Naru asked, dropping her head down. "That if I stayed any longer that I would have lost my mind? Or how I deserve to find out who I am as a person? I tried that but it didn't seem to work the first time."
"Yes," Reborn answered, pushing the piece of paper towards her. "But try again and this time tell her everything that you have undergone through your journey. Make her see things from your perspective and then try to see things from her view. Counteract any arguement she has and if you know she is going to remind you of the past then paint her the truth about the past. If you hated it so much then it is time for her to know why. Don't give her any reason to play with you."
Naru stared at her pen and then at the male looming over her. He looked so calm and serious as he waited for her to write those words which would allow her to be set free. Was this what it was like to have a supportive male friend? None of her friends, except maybe for Shikamaru, would have said the things Reborn had. They would think she could handle it and wouldn't try to help her figure out her problems, thinking it was just too difficult of a task.
Reborn was telling her what to do and she doubt he would leave until she did what she said.
"Why are you helping me to this extent, Reborn? You know you could have said this while at Tsuna's house, right?" Naru asked as she began to write the letter.
"Isn't it obvious Naru? It's because I consider you my friend." He admitted, staring into her bright blue eyes.
Naru.
It should have registered in her mind that Reborn called her a friend but the only thing that registered in her head was the fact he called her by her first name. For the past couple of months, he had been calling her Uzumaki. Not once had the hitman called her by her given name and for some strange reason, Naru liked hearing him say her name.
Yup, it was official: she had finally became crazy.
A/N: Please tell me what you think about this chapter as well as the growing relationship between Naru and Reborn.
