Chrome's Brother

Part 11

By Blockhed13

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! ™

Author's note: Lol. I kinda slacked off on this chapter, so it's a little short. xD

"EXTREME!" he cheered.

Damn. Any louder my ears would bleed too. We arrived at a small studio with a boxing ring. He threw me some red boxing gloves and he took his shirt off and put some black boxing gloves on. I too took my shirt off and then I noticed it. "Hey, hold on," I beg as I walk to the corner. My whole chest is perfect. And that is strange. I got the beating of my life, and got no damage whatsoever. Not even a drop of blood.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked.

"No," I answer as I lean my triton on the wall and put on the gloves, "Hey, why do you want to box me?"

"I don't want to box you, I want to teach you actually!" he informed.

Figures. I jump in the ring. Right then, a group of familiar people walk in. It was Tsuna, Gokudera, and Yamamoto.

"Ah! There he is." Yamamoto stated.

"What are you doing here?" Tsuna asked.

"Why do you guys care," I asked bitterly.

"That's a good question, baseball nut," Gokudera glared at Yamamoto.

"Chrome wanted us to look after you, so we are," Yamamoto chuckled.

"Umm, okay," I shrugged.

"The only thing I want to know, is how you ended up at our school," Tsuna asked.

I raised my eyebrow, "I'm at your school?"

"Yeah."

"I see you made friends with lawn-head," Gokudera noted.

I nodded.

"Ready to go?" Yamamoto asked.

"What's the rush?" Ryohei asked.

"No rush," Tsuna answered.

"Then let's BOX!" Ryohei cheered as he threw an uppercut at my chin. I flew to the floor.

"Oww…"

"Oh, sorry. Get up!"

I got up and did a boxing stance.

"Good. Now advance towards me," he asked. I advanced, but very badly, "Alright, lets fix it."

After about two and a half hours later, I left with Tsuna and his friends. When we got home, it was time for dinner. Tsuna's mom prepared some sort of fish and rice bowls.

"Kumoru, are you allergic to anything here?" Nana asked. I shook my head, "Okay."

I started to eat the cooked salmon. It was smooth, with a lemony flavor to it. "Mmmm…."

"Hey, where are you from?" Tsuna asked.

I shrug. "Wish I knew."

"Oh, sorry," Tsuna nodded off. The baby with the fedora walked over to me, "Can I… Help you?"

"No," he answered. Then he grabbed Tsuna's salmon and hopped back in his chair.

"Hey!" Tsuna complained.

"You should protect your food, Tsuna," he grinned. What kind of dysfunctional family did Chrome leave me with?