Chapter 11: Fixed or Broke.
"Reborn! Reborn!" Tsuna ran to him with a big smile on his face. Reborn could see the red-rimmed glasses and the clipboard on the floor, he smirked. "You came to see me, dame-Tsuna." He didn't look at him, but opened up his arms anyway. As Reborn expected, Tsuna jumped to his arms immediately. The brunet tore off his fedora and buried his head on Reborn's shoulder.
Reborn wanted to say something witty, but Tsuna was trembling. He knew what that meant; he was indulging in Reborn's touch. A touch that he trusted that it won't hurt him. "Who entered your apartment, Tsuna?" He asked lowly. Because he knew that Tsuna only did this because someone had tried to break his phobia forcefully.
Tsuna looked up to him and then shook his head. "It's nothing, Reborn." But he buried himself again. "Hey, you're free now." He said with a harsh tone, reassuring him. But then, Tsuna tensed. His body turned rigid, and his eyes turned dull. "Free…?" A soft, strained laugh came out of his mouth. "It's impossibility, sir." He smiled.
Reborn immediately brought his hands to Tsuna's shoulders and gripped them tightly. "What are my orders now, sir?" He said almost mechanically. "Tsuna. You're free now. It's okay. You don't live by people's orders anymore." He said without looking to Tsuna's eyes. He often deals with this during the months Tsuna lived with him at his villa. There were times where he would lose all of his aphenphosmphobia and approached Reborn with those dull brown eyes. He would turn limp on his lap and asked him for orders.
"I can't do that, sir. A tool doesn't move on its own, someone has to operate it." Reborn clicked his tongue and gripped Tsuna's shoulders even tighter. "If so… then live." He whispered in authoritative tone. "You will live freely, as I ordered you. Please, Tsuna."
When Tsuna gave a nod, Reborn couldn't help but feel wary. Tsuna, what all those 'he's a tool' logic is very vulnerable towards strangers.
"I want to… kill Byakuran…" Enma whispered. It wasn't his intention. Not what he wanted to say. He won't ever kill anyone. He immediately covered his mouth with his hands. But, Tsuna-kun didn't say anything and begin to write on his clipboard in a demonic speed. "Tsuna-kun…?" He asked. But, the boy said nothing to him and offered him his clipboard.
"If you follow what is written here, you will get your desired results." He said mechanically. "You don't care? I mean, I just asked you to plan an assassination towards your master." The boy looked at him with a quizzical look. "Is there something to do with it?" He said with the 'as-a-matter-of-fact' tone that sent Enma cringing again. "I am blessed with the ability to plan things out. I have to do what my user wants me to. And you, sir, are my user now."
"Tsuna-kun, I-"
"Change of plans, Tsu-chan~" A white-haired man came from the door and immediately swooped the brunet with his arms, carrying him in a bridal style. "Rats have come to invade." Byakuran added with a malicious tone. "Byakuran!" Enma shouted, completely undignified. "Give him back!"
Byakuran looked at him with a sly grin on his face. "Give who back? After all, he's mine from the beginning." Enma growled. But, before he can attack Byakuran, something else beat him to it.
The entire room was soundless. So very soundless that it grated Enma's ears. A bullet pierced through the glass window, and Tsuna-kun jumped from Byakuran's arms and pulled him into the ground a split second before the bullet actually hit him. "Sniper?" Enma gasped, thoroughly shocked. Although it wasn't such a rare occurrence in mafia world, it was still a shock to see an attempt of assassination with his eyes.
Tsuna-kun was silent, but he was standing so still, like he was waiting for something to happen. "I won't punish you, Tsu-chan." Byakuran said as he got up and patted the boy on his head. "After all, even when you move without orders, you saved my life." The smile on Byakuran's face was… weird. It wasn't a smile he would give to someone who just saved his life. Byakuran's smile… it's as if he expected this to happen.
"You know what to do, Tsu-chan." Tsuna-kun turned his head to the window. His dull brown eyes were staring so beautifully towards the buildings. He straightened his red-rimmed glasses. "The person targeting you is very skillful," Tsuna-kun said with a clear, monotone voice. "He shot from a building in north direction from here, judging from the bullet's power, he is located three buildings away from here, the rooftop of Minagumi Tower. The reason I can say that he is skillful is because that bullet is intended to miss your carotid artery by a few millimeters. Also, it has been a few minutes since the first shot, yet the sniper still hasn't shoot even when we are standing so vulnerably. There won't be any more shoots. The bullet is meant to distract us."
As if on cue, the three of them heard footsteps, and all of them were running towards this room. "Also, it's a blue bullet. The one who shot this is Colone-." And then the door opened.
"Off." Byakuran snapped his fingers.
"Tsuna!" Reborn's rare emotion-filled voice.
Tsuna-kun fell almost immediately, but Enma caught a glimpse of his eyes. They were very much alive. And his lips were parted to form a single name.
Reborn.
"Off." He snapped his fingers, and as he expected, the brunet fell almost immediately. "Tsuna!" He didn't expect that. A voice so emotional that came from the world's greatest hitman. But, what angered him even more was the life that seeped back into the boy's eyes almost immediately. And the word that came soundlessly from his possession.
Reborn.
He wanted to kill the hitman right here right now.
Reborn was angry. So angry. He was never the type to let emotions got the better of him, but this was an exception. After all, that was all Tsuna had ever been to him, an exception, an anomaly. The thing that he could never let go.
When he barged into the room, Byakuran had snapped his fingers and Tsuna fell down almost immediately. But Reborn could see life flashed back into Tsuna's eyes as he uttered a word soundlessly, hopefully.
His name.
The next time, if Tsuna wakes up in his arms and not Byakuran's, he'll return as Tsuna he knew and loved. But if it's in Byakuran's hands…
Tsuna will be broken beyond all measures. Again.
"Great, isn't it?" Byakuran said with a giggle. "Whenever I say 'Off', thousands of bad memories will come to surface in its mind and forces him to shut down. A fitting tool, Tsu-chan is." He absolutely loathed the fact that Byakuran referred to his most precious Tsuna with 'it', like he was a mere tool. Reborn pointed his green gun at the white-haired man and hissed. "Give him back." He ordered.
Byakuran laughed.
"Take him if you can, Reborn." With that, a pair of wings sprouted on Byakuran's back and he threw himself off the window, breaking the glass.
"WAIT!"
"Giotto!" Gokudera ran as fast as he could. "GIOTTO THIS IS A FUCKING EMERGENCY!" His boss only groaned as he woke up reluctantly on top of the paper works. "What is it…?" He slurred absent-mindedly.
"Reborn-san and Colonnello just raided the Millefiore Headquarters!" Giotto knew what that meant.
"Prepare reinforcements for Reborn, NOW!"
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