Chapter 11: Mori Meets the Desolation Bullet
Mori wasn't allowed to graduate. Well, it wasn't like she was stupid or anything. Even though she had somehow earned straight F's that entire year. No, it was more like...Kyouya got super pissed at her one day and gave a call to the administrators of the school, requesting them to fail every single one of her classes. How he did it, nobody knows, but in doing so, in unwittedly caused himself to suffer another year with her.
See, Mori wasn't allowed to move up. And Kyouya didn't want to move up and leave his precious school (literally his) behind. And of course, he always got his way. Something about not being restricted by rules or logic. So...they kinda...were in the same grade again.
Anyhow, Mori was walking to school on the first day of the semester. She had to go see which class she was in. And on the way there, she bumped into...guess...no...yeah...the guy she always bumps into because of either bad luck or Reborn's doings. Which could essentially count as the same thing. "Hello, Kyouya. Do you know what class you're in?"
"3-A." Short reply, but very informational.
"That's nice." She was in a semi polite mood today, as in she didn't really want to annoy anyone, so she was being civilized. How sweet. "Did you see what class I'm in?"
"..."
"Hm? Anything wrong? Kyouya?"
"3-A." He sounded very pained when he said that, like it was bad news.
"Oh, thank you." She didn't seem the least disturbed that she was with her killer neighbor again this year. Strange. If she was normal, then she'd probably fainted by now. "Oh, I forgot what class you were in again. What was it? 3-something?" Oh, that explains it. She forgot.
Sometimes, Kyouya wondered why he even bothered with the girl.
Some distance away, Reborn smiled.
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When everyone was gathering for class...
"Eh? Kyouya? You're in my class again? Oh...you're seat's next to mine again...eh...that's not good..."
"..."
Mori fainted for nearly an hour that day.
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There were some new people joining them at lunch. Their names were Naito Longchamp, the self proclaimed eighth boss to be of the Tomaso Italian family, and...Mangesta? His forty year old tutor disguised pathetically as a student. Yup, that sums it up. Tsuna said that there were two other people, but they weren't here. Neither were Yamamoto or Gokudera, come to think of it. Mori kind of felt sorry for the Tomaso family when she met the boss.
"So! You're one of Sawada chan's family members, Fujisaki Mori?" Longchamp put an arm around her shoulder in a comradely fashion. "I heard that you're a third year!"
Chan? "Uh huh." She felt rather gloomy after hearing the third year part. Stupid Kyouya. Stupid administrators (that's literal). Holding her back like that. She will have her revenge! Kyouya can say good bye to his reception room door!
Mangesta, who Mori has dubbed Hotel Man because of his tall hat, pointed dramatically at Mori. "Longchamp kun! Be careful! This young man is known throughout the Mafia as a dangerous hitman whose intentions are full of betrayal and trickery! He is...they call him the Black Death. Because nobody knew who he was going to strike down next!"
"I was never in the Mafia." Mori protested. "Until now, at least." She thought for a moment. "But I did run some errands for some creepy people a few years ago. There were always people paying me to do something like plant bombs in mansions or poisoning food." So basically, she never realized that she was serving the Mafia before, huh...
"Mori san was part of the Mafia?!" Tsuna gaped.
"That's cool!" Longchamp yelled.
"I was not! It was just odd jobs I did because people said they'd give me money to buy Belgian chocolates!" She said stubbornly and with conviction in her voice. Seriously, Mori should be in the book of world records for the most ignorant minds, beating Yamamoto by about two thousand people...
Anyhow, "Sawada chan! Fujisaki senpai! Let's go check out things to do! It's a new semester and the leaders of the Mafia should try something new!"
"I'm going to find some more sane company." Mori mumbled, slinking away. She just wasn't in a crazy mood today. "Maybe I'll just go pick a fight with Kyouya." And that's just what she did. She was in a killing mood at the moment. The weather, just saying, was cloudy and sunny. Just saying, that's all...
Mori found Kyouya a few minutes later. He was dragging a bloody and barely human shaped corpse with him. "Is that guy dead?" She couldn't really make out the face. Too much disfigurement and blood and dirt and all that good stuff. The hair is either blond or brown. She couldn't see past the dirt and red blood.
Kyouya glanced at it. "Perhaps. He might've gone off when I was dragging him along."
"Please tell me you were sending him to the hospital."
"I was going to dump him into the lake."
"Ah...that sounds like you." She mused. "Oh well. Not my problem."
Just then, Tsuna and Longchamp arrived. Mangesta was nowhere to be seen. Tsuna looked really disheveled. Kyouya turned to the poor boy. "I thought Hibari san graduated!" Tsuna cried, immediately backing away.
"I chose whatever grade I want."
"That doesn't make any sense!"
"Sure it does!" Mori chirped. "So, Kyouya invented a portal where you can go to different dimensions and he threw the administrators in there and when they came out, everything that didn't make sense does make sense to them now, so they let Kyouya stay in middle school for another year."
There was a silence. "Actually, I just threatened to kill the principal if he didn't agree..."
"...that works too!" She remembered something. "Speaking of administrators...I still can't believe you made me stay back a year!"
"..." He actually kind of regretted it as well. Anyways... "I heard from the baby, you wanted to join the disciplinary committee."
"HEH?!!! NO WAY!" Tsuna screamed, backing away faster now. "I NEVER LIVE WITH THAT GUY AROUND!"
"I don't mind." Mori said thoughtfully. "Can I destroy your room?"
"I wasn't planning on letting you join."
"Eh? But...I want to be scary and have an excuse to kill people!"
"Aw, come on. Sawada chan!" Longchamp said cheerily.
"NO!"
Just then, Mangesta aimed a shot at Kyouya. "I will definitely make Longchamp kun's dream come true." The bullet never made it, as Kyouya simply knocked it aside with his tonfa without even a glance. That was cool.
The prefect turned towards the hotel man with either a really angry or really happy, but sadistic expression. Well, he was smiling in his little insane why, but his eyes looked really scary. "If you wanted to fight me, you should've just told me. I would've bitten you into shreds."
"Meep. Kyouya's scary." Mori gulped. Just then, there was the sound of another shot being fired. She turned around to find Longchamp crouching on the ground in his underwear and with tears streaming down his face.
"My life is filled with regrets." He wailed. "I don't understand why Terumi won't answer my calls!!!"
"Eh..."
"It's the desolation bullet." Tsuna whispered to her. "Whoever gets hit by the bullet will lament about regrets in his life, making people around him feel pity for him."
"Oh, so...Hotel man is planning to save Longchamp by making Kyouya pity him?" Tsuna nodded and she laughed. "Yeah right. All that crying is going to make Kyouya want to kill him even more. If he hasn't changed since yesterday, Kyouya does not have pity." How right she was.
Even now, Kyouya looked ready to trounce the poor crying sod. "This crying is quite amusing. It make me want to bite you dead."
"See what I mean?"
"Damn it." Hotel man swore, then took a second aim. "How about two people?" The second bullet caught Tsuna in the forehead. He sunk on the ground, his clothes besides his boxers shredded into pieces.
"My life is filled with darkness." He said glumly. "Do what you want with me. I don't care anymore."
Kyouya frowned at this, looking somewhat troubled. "I have no interest in obliterating those without a will to live." Mori sighed in relief. "Well, maybe not." He proceeded to beating the living hell out of the two lamenting boys. Mori rolled her eyes.
"Dang it."
"Longchamp kun!" Hotel man yelled. "Fine, how about her!" He aimed and fired, straight towards Mori.
"Eh?" She looked at the bullet heading toward her with startled (and enlarged) eyes. Well, you could only see one. "Ah...I'm in trouble. I don't want to be hit! Uwaaahhhhhh!!" She braced for the impact, which never came. "Hn? Kyouya?!" she blinked. "You saved me again! Eh...why did you do that?"
"You'd forget anyways, so I don't see why not." Kyouya shrugged, dropping the bullet (Which he actually caught between his fingers) to the ground. In reality, he really didn't want to see Mori in her underwear. Though the bullet would probably only tear her sweatshirt and the bottom of her pants, and her shoes. He didn't know that.
Mori looked down and spotted the bullet. "Ah, what's that?" She didn't notice it was a bullet? "Mm, is it candy? It looks shiny. I guess its hard candy."
"Fujisaki, don't-" He was too late. Mori swallowed it. "..."
How stupid was she? Anyways, the effects were immediate. "Ah..." she sunk to the ground in utter depression. "My life is in complete misery. I expect the same with my future." Kyouya was somewhat relieved to find that the majority of her clothes remained intact. It's similar to her dying will state.
A while away, Hotel man frowned. "Strange, Fujisaki's body structure must be different from that of Longchamp kun's and his body directs the excess energy of the desolation bullet that normally tears people's clothes to another area...hm...I wonder what part of her body will be affected."
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND! WHY DID ONIISAMA HAVE TO DO THIS TO ME! I WAS VERY HAPPY WITH MY OWN THOUGHTS! HE GAVE ME SUCH MISERABLE IMAGES! UWAAAHHHH!!!" If genes were taken into account, this brother of hers was just as twisted, or even more so, than herself.
Kyouya frowned. It is rather sad, having a brother who fills your mind with images of god knows what. For once in his life, the prefect felt some pity for Mori, who was flopped on the ground, mumbling to herself. Oh god, this is the effect of the desolation bullet? He had to get out of here. However, before he managed to leave...
"Kyouya?" Gods, that look was really getting into danger zone. "Are you leaving because of me? Did...sniff...did I annoy you too much?" Those eye(s) were so watery. There were even tears streaming out of her eye patch. That's odd. "I'm sorry! Uwah!!!"
Kyouya felt a nerve snap in him. "Quit crying." He snapped, trying and almost failing to send a death glare at her. "Do me a favor and jump off the roof."
"Oh...I didn't know you hated me that much...Sorry..." Mori sighed before walking towards the edge of the roof, which they were on. Oh god, she took it literally. Kyouya wondered if he should stop her. "mm...that looks really high from here." She mumbled, standing at the edge. Shit. And before he could react, Mori accidentally (this was an accident), fell over the edge. CRAP.
Just then, a bullet came, this time from Reborn, hitting Tsuna on the head. It was the dying will bullet. "SAVE MORI SAN WITH MY DYING WILL!!!!!" he yelled, the flame appearing on his forehead. He jumped over the roof and narrowly caught Mori with one arm, grabbing onto the roof edge with the other. "Eh? Sawada san?" Mori looked at him with a rather surprised expression. "Ah..." she fainted. The excess energy of the desolation bullet must have caused her mind to shut down briefly. She was now officially unconscious and couldn't do anything to help them.
Kyouya didn't do anything and Tsuna was slipping. "DO SOMETHING!" Tsuna yelled at the prefect with zeal unlike him.
There was a long awkward silence before Kyouya finally walked to the edge and pulled Mori out of Tsuna's arm. After that. "I don't like being ordered by weaklings." He "accidentally" stepped on Tsuna's supporting grip. With a yelp, Tsuna let go. "AHHHH!" The flame dispersed and Tsuna fell off. He didn't die, at least.
With a long suffering (mental, therefore not audible) sigh, Kyouya shifted the sleeping Mori into his arms and headed towards the nurse's office, dodging other students along the way. He did not want to be caught by any of his subordinates carrying a girl ,labeled as a guy in the school, in his arms. He'll be labeled as gay. Of course, there at the nurse's office, he met Doctor Shamal again(AKA Hentai Isha, according to Mori) and there was no way in hell he was going to let Mori stay there with that perverted trident mosquito hitman freak. So after beating Shamal up, Kyouya sent Mori to the hospital.
