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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Katkeyo Hitman Reborn or its characters. They are rightfully owned by Amano Akira-sensei. All I own is some plot points and my OCs, especially Cerelia Renzo.
Warning: This story is a Gokudera and OC love story; don't like, don't read. It will be following the manga—nothing against the anime. The story contains swearing, alcohol and drug references, mild sexual content, gore, violence, and blah, blah, blah. Anything in Japanese and Italian will be translated after the chapter.
TEMPESTA Di NEVE
Target: Ten
"So how are things going between you and Gokudera-kun, Cerelia-san?" Kyoko asked Cerelia sweetly. The two were in the gymnasium as it was gym class and they were playing basketball. Currently, they were sitting out because "everyone needed a chance to play" or so that's what their P.E. teacher told Cerelia.
Cerelia, intently watching the other girls in those ridiculous uniforms, nonchalantly shrugged. "Nothing is going."
"Nothing?" the short-haired girl said, arching a brow. The Asian girl frowned. "Have you been trying?"
"Kind of." came another dry response.
"Kind of?"
"That's what I said."
Kyoko's frown deepened becoming a pout. "Has Gokudera-kun been unresponsive?"
Making a face, Cerelia turned to the smaller girl. Why do I feel like this is a therapy session? "Kyoko-chan, I know you're trying to make me feel better and want Bakadera and me to get along, maybe more so than needed, but when it comes to people like he and I, it's not that easy."
"Oh..." Kyoko said solemnly.
The taller and longer-haired girl inwardly scowled. She actually felt slightly bad for causing that face. Sighing deeply, Cerelia gave her friend a small smile. "But I really appreciate the concern, Kyoko-chan. Arigatou."
A big grin came across Kyoko's face. "You're very welcome, Cerelia-san." Just nodding, Cerelia looked back at the on-going gym class.
She deeply frowned and rested her chin in her closed palm of her propped up elbow on her knee.
As she had said, things weren't "going" between Gokudera and herself. After that small moment between them when she had cheered him, things went back to pretty much the same. They still argued, they still insulted each other, and so on so forth. It was like they had taken a baby step forward before going completely in reverse. Cerelia hadn't expected them to become friends or anything yet, she had suspected at least some improvement in their relationship. But, no, it seemed that Gokudera really did hate her and he had only acted nice and grateful because Cerelia caught him in such a vulnerable position.
Either way, for some odd reason, Cerelia felt actually quite hurt by Gokudera's behavior. And naturally since she wasn't use to people having such an effect on her, the assassin-to-be became frustrated and annoyed by the boy. Like if her feelings for Dino wasn't bad enough. Not that she had feelings for Gokudera or anything.
Since when did the opposite sex become such an issue for her? And why? Her master never had that problem. Rachelle was always so composed and never seemed to care about romance. Maybe all those problems disappeared when she actually became an assassin.
School had ended and club activities were canceled for the day, so Cerelia walked home with Tsuna to his house. As they walked, they didn't talk about, just the normal things they discussed. Though, one new topic today was the strange little boy Tsuna had run into during gym class. Cerelia always listened to her best friend's words, but the boy he was telling her about sounded awfully familiar. They were planning to bring it up with Reborn when they got to Tsuna's house.
"I'm back--!" Tsuna shouted into the Sawada residence as he and his companion entered the foyer. They took off their sneakers and after greeting Nana simultaneously, they bounded up the stairs towards Tsuna's bedroom.
"Konbawa, Reborn." the teens greeted, spotting the back of the suited toddler, staring out the window.
"I saw something really weird today," the spiky-haired brunet announced while Cerelia and he dumped their school bags on the cluttered floor. Tsuna made a face when Reborn didn't seem to be listening. "Reborn, are you listening?"
The hitman baby spun around to reveal a bunch of creepy crawlers all over him. "Hai?" he answered cheerfully.
Cerelia arched a brow while Tsuna's jaw dropped. Both sweat dropped. "And the winter assistants make an appearance!" cried Tsuna.
"Actually, larvae can't retrieve information." Reborn corrected.
"Then let them go!" ordered Tsuna, pointing out the window.
"Forget about that. There's a guest here." the smaller male motioned to Tsuna's bed.
"Guest?" questioned the adolescents in unison, turning their heads.
Perched on top of the bed was an innocent and sweet looking boy. He was probably around nine-years-old and had mousy brown hair with brown eyes to match. The child smiled at them. "You're back, Tsuna-nii!" he greeted Tsuna then, glanced to Cerelia. "And you must be Rachelle Udell-samma's pupil, Cerelia Renzo."
"Uh, hai. That's me, squirt." Cerelia nodded.
The kid beamed, his eyes twinkled. "You're ranked 13 out of 3765 people to become the next best assassin for the Vongola!"
She blinked slowly. "Um...arigatou?" Was that complimented or an insult? Sure, being 13th out of 3765 people was a pretty good rank considering? But she was only 13th? Who were the other 12th? And how did that kid even know that?
"Do you mind if I call you Cerelia-nee!"
"...I-I guess not."
The kid's smile was just too adorable and infectious that Cerelia couldn't help slightly smiling herself—she was a sucker for kids after all.
"You were that kid I saw during P.E...!" Tsuna exclaimed, finally finding his voice.
"I thought he was interesting, so I invited him in." admitted Reborn calmly.
"He made a ball float in the air, and then ran off when a bunch of adults came chasing." explained Tsuna to Reborn and Cerelia.
The little boy frowned. "They were mafia." he pointed out.
The older male jumped and Cerelia's eyebrows shut up.
"Wha--? They were mafia!" said Tsuna.
Cerelia's brows furrowed. "Kiddo, why were you being chased by the mafia? Whaddya do?" she questioned, calmer than Tsuna.
"Please, Vongola Jyuudaime, Tsuna-nii!" the child shouted frantically, clasping his hands together. "Please help me!"
"Wha--?" Tsuna took aback at the sudden plea. "What are you talking about! How am I supposed to deal with the mafia?"
"I know that." The child brightened. Suddenly, he took out a huge book. "Because Tsuna-nii, you--" He flipped it open and began reading from it. "--You're placed last in the both overall ability and intelligence out of 872 mafia bosses," He flipped the page and showed the contents of the book to them, pointing to Tsuna's name on it. "But you're placed first in your inability to turn down requests!"
"What!" blanched Tsuna.
"So that's who is. He's the informant Fuuta, who can make incredibly accurate rankings." Rebourn stated.
"Wait, he's that kid?" Cerelia inquired amazed. So that's why he was so familiar...
"Mmhm." the toddler nodded. "Fuuta's rankings are 100% accurate."
"How's that possible?" queried a dumbfounded Tsuna.
"That being said, information on the mafia is very valuable. It is said that if you can get a hold of his book, which is filled with rankings, the entire world would be in your grasp."
"That's scary!"
Tsuna turned to a solemn Fuuta. "So that's why the mafia are after you?"
"Hai, for this book..." Fuuta hugged it to him, frowning. He looked up at Tsuna desperately. "So save me, Tsuna-nii!"
"No, no, no, nooooooo! You think I'm really bad at turning down requests, but it's not true!"
"That's not all. Tsuna-nii's lack of ambition is also placed first among all bosses, so I won't to worry about you taking my book, will I?"
Tsuna made a face at that.
"Why don't you help him?" Reborn said. "Cerelia will." Cerelia nodded—she couldn't deny a child. "And you're not just going to leave a weak little animal out in the Savanna for all those carnivores, are you?" Reborn asked his student.
"Eh?" Tsuna jumped and turned to Fuuta.
Fuuta was giving the older boy his best puppy dog eyes. Cerelia placed her hands on the child's shoulder and gave her best friend a look. "C'mon, Tsuna-fish. Can you honestly deny a face like this?"
Tsuna groaned before sighing deeply in defeat. "F-Fine..."
"Yay! Yay!" Fuuta shot up and started jumping on Tsuna's bed, cheering. Cerelia grinned a little; he was such an adorable boy.
"They've already caught up." claimed Reborn, who was gazing out the window.
Fuuta, Cerelia, and Tsuna moved over to it and looked over him.
"Crap." grumbled Cerelia—she'd never curse in front of a kid.
Tsuna paled. "There are scary looking guys loitering outside my house!"
"Tsuna-nii, Cerelia-nee, what now?" Fuuta asked them frightened.
Cerelia just shook her head, glaring down at the men. Tsuna turned to his mentor. "Reborn, now what?"
"This has nothing to do with me." Reborn said.
"No way!" Tsuna tried thinking quickly since Reborn wasn't going to help. "Let's tell 'Kaa-san to get rid of them first."
"You want Nana-san to get killed?' Cerelia scolded, shooting her childhood friend a skeptical look.
Fuuta concurred, "That's too dangerous!" He looked into his ranking book. "The Todd family is ranked seventh for bloodlust out of all the mafia families."
"What?"
"It's the first time I've seen these two, but the tall one, Paolo, is very powerful and ranked 55th among 86000 people in terms of his attack strength."
"Really?"
Cerelia glanced out the window again. "So we've got some real contenders outside then." she mumbled, smirking.
"That's not a good thing, Eli-chan!" shrieked Tsuna, clenching at his messy tresses.
"You don't want to cause a scene, Cerelia." Reborn told her.
He gave her a look, which she immediately understood. "Good point," she nodded. Throwing her straight hair over her shoulder, she turned to Tsuna and Fuuta. "Well, we can't stay here. We probably should exit the back way, but we've got to be quiet."
Tsuna and Fuuta nodded.
After grabbing their jackets and shoes, Cerelia, Fuuta, and Tsuna made their way out of the Sawada household exiting out the back door. Cerelia was the first to go out, looking around to make sure the coast was clear with narrowed, but keen eyes.
When she spotted no one, she stepped out and opened the door further behind her. The purple-eyed girl motioned to the boys. "C'mon. Coast is clear." she told them, softly. They weren't to make any loud noises, so the men in the front wouldn't hear.
The two brunettes emerged from the house. Tsuna gave a nervous Fuuta a reassuring smile—though, Tsuna was more anxious the little boy. "Don't worry, we'll get out of here first."
"Hai," Cerelia continued to glance around cautiously. "We just have to be quiet."
Well, at least the three of them were quiet. Two other people weren't...
"BOOO!" Lambo and I-Pin's head suddenly appeared from above them, hanging off the overhang of the back door.
Everyone jumped and paled.
"What are you two doing?" cried Tsuna as the two youths.
"We're bored!" laughed Lambo. I-Pin, speaking in Chinese, agreed.
"Tsuna-nii! Cerelia-nee! Watch out!" exclaimed Fuuta, pointing.
Tsuna and Cerelia spun around to see three beefy men adorned in pinstriped suits running towards them.
"Crud!" jumped Cerelia.
"R-Run!" shouted Tsuna.
No one needed to be told twice. The three bolted off in the opposite direction down the street.
Fortunately, they escaped those mafia thugs. Finding themselves in a different part of the neighborhood, Tsuna and Cerelia decided to take a break for a breather—well, Tsuna needed a break. As the spiky-haired brunet, the auburn-haired girl glanced around to see if their chasers were anywhere nearby.
She didn't see them, but she didn't see Fuuta either. "Uh, Tsu-kun?" she called to her best friend.
"Wha-What, Eli-chan...?" he answered through his pants. He was bent over with his hands on his knees.
"Do you know where Fuuta-kun is?"
"What? I thought you had him!"
"I thought you had him."
"No!"
"Shit." Biting down on her thumbnail, Cerelia glanced around. Doing so, she paled upon seeing a couple of the mafia thugs that had been following them. "Double shit."
"What?" Tsuna really did not like Cerelia's tone.
"We've got company." she said.
"WHAT!" Tsuna blanched.
Soon, the two teens were surrounded by the pinstripe suited men. And you can guess who was freaking and who was calm and prepared to fight.
"Spit it out! Where did you hide Fuuta?" demanded one of the men, grabbing Tsuna by the color of his shirt.
"Get your hands off him, asshole!" hissed Cerelia, kicking the man holding Tsuna back square in the stomach. The man released her companion and stumbling back, hunching over in pain.
"Little bitch!" another man grunted, coming up to her from behind and grabbing her arms. He smirked down at her. "How about we take the information out of her instead? And have a lil' fun at the same time?"
"Eli-chan!" cried Tsuna.
"Go fuck yourself, pig." she spat, snapping her head back, hitting him square in the face. Blood spurted from his nose as he fell back, releasing the female.
Cerelia lifted her fists and stepped back towards Tsuna, who bumped into her. The men were starting to close in on them, not too pleased by Cerelia's actions.
"Fuck. I knew I should've grabbed my umbrella. These guys would down and out in a matter of seconds if I did." Cerelia grumbled, her body tense and ready to fight.
"Y-You sh-shouldn't have fought th-them at all Eli-chan! You j-just made th-them angrier! Now th-they gonna kill us!" Tsuna shrilled. "We are so sorry! R-Really!"
"Tsuna-nii, get a hold of yourself." came a familiar young boy's voice, but it sounded oddly robotic.
Everyone turned their heads around to see none other Fuuta standing there. His eyes were distant and foggy as his hair and clothes swayed as if there was a strong breeze. All around him, things floated; leaves, dust, rocks, and etc.
The thugs smirked. "Oh, he showed up by himself."
"Fuuta-kun, get out of here!" Cerelia said.
"Why'd he come...?" Tsuna breathed frantically. Then, his brows furrowed. "Wait, the stuff around him is floating..."
"That's Fuuta's ranking mode." came Reborn's voice from beside them. They sweat dropped seeing the mafioso "camouflaged" to the wall next to them. Ignoring their surprised, the toddler explained Fuuta's ranking mode to the adolescents, "When his brain attains a red state to form rankings, the energy gathered in his body creates distortions in magnetic fields and negates the effect of gravity around him."
"I don't get it at all!" whined his pupil.
"It's physics, Tsuna-fish." Cerelia pointed out dryly.
"Which I don't get!"
"Some say he's communicating with faraway ranking stars out in the galaxy." Reborn added.
"I get it, but how am I supposed to believe that!" Tsuna sighed deeply. "Regardless, now isn't the time to be making rankings!"
"Tsuna-nii, listen." Fuuta said. "Rossi on the left there, his intelligence among the mafia is 226th out of 86203 people. The highest between the three of them."
"Eh? Me?" questioned a man with a mohawk.
Cerelia may have been delusional, but she could've sworn she saw stars and planets pass through Fuuta's once brown eyes. "In a situation like this, the one who is actually leading them maybe be Rossi and not Paolo. So if you're going to apologize, apologizing to Rossi may be more effective."
"Is that so?" the man, whom was the supposed boss and had slicked back hair. "You're leading?"
"D-Don't be silly!" said the man with the mohawk.
"Whaddya mean don't be silly?"
"Calm down, boss! He's trying to get between us!" the last male cried, his hair being a bowl cut.
"Enzo, who is trying to break up the quarrel, is ranked 56th out of 86204 people for ambition." Fuuta continued to read off aloud. "Judging from his ranking, he will betray the other two and keep it for himself once he obtains the book."
"Is that true, Enzo?" the leader of the group spun around to the bowl-haired man.
"D-Don't be speak nonsense!" Enzo scoffed.
"But his rank account balance ranking is 202 out 86224 people. Quite wealthy." muttered Fuuta.
Cerelia and Tsuna could just watch in astonish as the nine-year-old said all these things. So this is his true ability. Amazing., thought Cerelia amazed.
The three thugs started arguing among themselves. And will all that testosterone building up, the three men eventually ending up fighting each other right in the middle of the street. Cerelia's eyebrows shot up while Tsuna sweat dropped, blinking stupidly.
Fuuta just kept ranking, having no idea what was going on, "Aside from that, Paolo's sitting height is 8th tall out of 86234 people and--"
Swiftly, Tsuna and Cerelia sprang for the child. Tsuna grabbed his shoulders while crying, "Stop talking and run!"
"Okay, munchkin! Enough ranking!" Cerelia clasped her hand over Fuuta's mouth.
Fuuta snapped out of it. His eyes widened before they fluttered close and his body swayed. Then, suddenly he was fine. Fuuta smiled innocently up at the teens. "Gomen, Tsuna-nii, Cerelia-nee!" He clasped his hands together. "Can you wait a bit for me?"
"Wait?" asked the adolescents puzzled.
Pulling away, Fuuta pulled out his large ranking book and got down on the ground. "I have to write down the rankings just now." the child explained, beginning to write.
"Fuuta-kun, dear, now isn't--"
"Who cares about that? We have to go!"
Pouting out his bottom lip, Fuuta gave Cerelia and Tsuna those adorable and irresistible puppy dog eyes. "But if I don't write it down, I'll forget."
Making faces, feeling themselves give in, the best friends exchanged looks. Then, they looked back to Fuuta before sighing deeply in defeat. "Guess it can't be helped..."
Fuuta suddenly yelped causing Cerelia and Tsuna turned to see the mafia thugs standing behind them. They were finished fighting and looked pissed. Very beaten up, but pissed.
"Where do you think you guys are going?"
"You think you can just get away like this?"
"Well, we were hoping." smirked Cerelia, placing Tsuna and Fuuta behind her.
"Eli-chan! Don't!" Tsuna cried, cowering behind his best friend. Fuuta held onto him.
However, before anyone could do anything, the sound of a gunshot echoed throughout the street. Tsuna was on the ground one minute and then, the next, Tsuna—in just his boxers with a flame on his head—was up and about, roaring loudly.
"REEEBOOORN!" Tsuna, in Dying Will Mode, shouted. "PROTECT FUUTA AND ELIC-CHAN WITH MY DYING WILL!"
"Tsuna-nii, don't!" Fuuta cried, but Cerelia held the boy back and shook her head. He looked up at her quizzically and frantic. "But Cerelia-nee, Tsuna-nii's fighting ability is ranked last! He'll definitely lose!"
"Just stand back and watch, squirt." she told him calmly, softly. "You're going to see something pretty...interesting."
He started to protest yet, stopped when Tsuna charged forward with a battle cry.
Fuuta certainly did see something interesting. He so amazed. Cerelia couldn't help but think he was so incredibly adorable.
"Sugoi!" breathed the boy. "My rankings! This is the first time it turned out to be wrong!" Just grinning slightly, Cerelia patted the boy's shoulders.
Ultimately, Tsuna had beaten the thugs causing them to run away crying like a bunch of babies.
His Dying Will flame died out and the teenage boy collapsed to his knees. He let out a deep sigh of relief. "That was close." he said through his pants.
"Tsuna-nii!" cried Fuuta as he tore away from Cerelia and jogged towards Tsuna. Cerelia casually filed after him. Fuuta knelt down to the older boy with a huge grin on his face. "You're so great, Tsuna-nii! I'm so impressed, Tsuna-nii! You were able to overturn my rankings!" With twinkling eyes, the child clasped the adolescent's hand in between his. "I want to stay with Tsuna-nii and experience this again! Can I stay?"
"Wha--?" jumped Tsuna, taken aback by the request.
Once more that irresistible puppy dog expression appeared on Fuuta's face. "Tsuna-nii?" he called cutely.
Tsuna frowned, biting his lip.
Smirking, Cerelia wrapped her arms around Fuuta. "C'mon, Tsu-kun. How can you resist this adorable face? Let him stay." she urged.
"Ugh! Eli-chan! You're not helping!" Tsuna exclaimed.
Nevertheless, Tsuna gave in—of course he did. Tsuna obtained a new housemate.
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