Alex:I'M NOT DEAD! It certainly has been awhile since I last updated for Mari. I know and I kept you all waiting! Rest assured chapter 11 for Butterfly Effect is in the works. I had to take a brief break from Mari to focus on other writing and also at some point I kinda lost power for 6 days so that put a damper on writing literally anythingXD
But I am back!
A lot is going on in my life(Possible new job in my future, preparing for Final Fantasy XIV Endwalker expansion, etc) So my update schedule will be sporadic but rest assured I won't give up on these little works of mine. Ya'll are sticking with me till the end haha. Any who enough of my jabbering, enjoy the new short chapter!
(Warning there is crude language/implied sexual intentions)
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Chapter 2:Shield
"Would you care to repeat that?"
The question was asked with the utmost of kindness. From one who had simply been hard of hearing and had missed entirely what was said. With a soft tilt of his head Tsunayoshi Sawada, Vongola Decimo smiled towards the person of interest he was conversing with. Surely he had misheard the fellow?
Behind him he could feel waves of intense emotion wafting off Gokudera and Yamamoto. A strangled noise of indignation clawed out of the silver haired man's throat that Yamamoto didn't even try to quiet. He was silent with calm narrowed rage. It wouldn't be silent for much longer. It wouldn't be calm. A heavy storm of rain was about to billow through the room leaving naught but destruction in its wake.
A harsh scoff echoes into the quiet rented conference room. "Now Decimo I know you're not deaf." A dark foreboding man chuckles. From across the long mahogany table a tall man with dark glistening eyes smiled wryly, his fingers were laced together as he leaned back in his seat.
This brat was so amusing.
"I'm afraid I missed what you said." Tsuna says with a soft spoken smile. It didn't quite reach his eyes though as carmel orbs watched the man before him closely. It was never easy dealing with rival families and this particular one had been proving a nuisance for quite some time. It was a matter of territory. A tale Tsuna had heard time and time again, people laying claim to areas that were rightfully Vongola's.
Typically a warning given by one of his guardians was enough to dissuade such rivals. However, some-like this family-edged closer, trying their hand. Pushing their luck. And whenever that happened Tsuna and Mari had to get involved.
Mari had dealt with this family on her own last time while Tsuna was preoccupied with other things.
A boisterous laugh erupts out of the tall man. His body shudders in jovial mirth as tears brim the corners of his eyes like crystals of ice on a tree in winter. Unclasping his hands the man grabs his stomach as he rolls about in his seat hysterically as if he had been told the funniest joke ever.
Gokudera's fingers lightly brush against the wick of his bombs as he planned to hurl it at this cretin. How dare he disrespect Vongola he thinks venomously. He could beg the tenth for forgiveness later.
Placing his hand on the hilt of his katana Yamamato's eyes hardened into a lethal glare as his body went rigid as stone. He was going to do something reckless and he had no doubt in his mind that Squalo would approve of what he intended to do.
Before either guardian could act Tsuna deftly raised a gloved hand. Gokudera and Yamamoto's hands drop from their weapons disgruntled sighs escaping them both as they remain fixed in their position. The message was loud and clear. Be silent, wait till further instruction.
Finally with what seemed like hours but had only been a handful of minutes the man on the opposing side calmed enough to sit properly. Soft chortles escape him as he wipes the tears out of his eyes. God this meeting was hysterical, even better then his last entanglement with Vongola. I wish the bitch was here though because she had a mighty fine ass.
"I would be glad to repeat again all that I have said," snickering the man kicks his legs up onto the table. Flipping out a switchblade he begins to clean dirt ridden nails as he slowly reiterates what he had spoken just prior. "I said when I'm done burning Vongola to the ground I'm going to take your woman and make her mine." Never had he seen a finer woman before in his life. Nice figure. Beautiful. A fiery personality. Everything he wanted and oh how he intended to make her his.
Crude vulgar words are written into the air as he writes an obscene short novel on all that he would do to Mari. With each word spoken it becomes harder and harder for Gokudera and Yamamto to keep their silence let alone stand still. Only Tsuna is stock-still ever reticent as he remains perfectly composed, his smile never leaving his face.
"And then when she's full of my child….." the man drawls excitedly as his mind dances with all sorts of salacious intent he suddenly finds himself no longer sitting in his chair. No longer were his feet propped up on the table. What?
Pain laced up his back as he realized he was pressed up against the wall of the room. What the hell!?
Who attacked him? How? He was on the other side of the room for god's sake!
"I don't take kindly to what you say about my wife." the voice of Vongola Decimo whispered firmly into his ear though there was a hard edge of anger contorting his words. It was the type of anger that could not be quelled, it was a fire that started slowly but then spread out rampant, uncontrolled like a wildfire.
Orange hued eyes gaze viciously into his own and the opposing leader can only stare in slack jawed confusion before crying out in pain when something hot flares against his throat. Orange flames are encased around Decimo's gloved hands, one of which was clasped tightly on the front of his shirt. The flames danced upwards burning brightly as they playfully nipped his flesh.
Each strike singed longer as the seconds ticked by. The faint scent of burning flesh, his burning flesh, filled his senses. The damned bastard!
He would not be deterred by such tactics. Realizing his knife was still in his grasp the man growled, bringing his blade up swiftly to pierce the brunette's eye. If he could surprise him then he could worm his way free and- a strangled cry escapes his throat. A flamed hand grabs his wrist slamming it up against the wall with such ferocity the pictures along it rattle.
Tsuna squeezes it till he feels a crack that is soon followed by another cry of pain. He never delighted in such actions but having heard all that this vile creature had said warranted a degree of punishment. "You and I should have a little chat." Tsuna explains as he tightened his grip further to ensure the man was in place so he was unable to counterstrike.
Gasping and sputtering the man struggles futility flailing about like a fish flopping on the deck of a boat. The sound of a door slamming open catches Tsuna's attention but he doesn't turn towards the distraction, his guardians could handle things well enough without him. So as the sound of gunfire and explosions erupt around them Tsuna keeps his eyes fixed on the man who dared say anything vile about his Mari.
All the man can see is a sickly sweet smile.
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"Juudaime have Turf-Top tend to your hands when we return!" Gokudera exclaims concerned as he watches Tsuna observing his bruised knuckles. They were slightly cracked, bleeding ever so slightly staining the bruised flesh further. Smiling reassuringly at his friend Tsuna flexed his hands, he barely felt a sliver of pain. Reborn made sure to hammer into him a high pain tolerance. Literally.
"Or else you'll worry Mari-Chan!" Yamamoto laughs.
She'll be more upset that she missed a fight Tsuna thinks as he reclines back in his seat. Outside the world around them passed in a dizzying swirl of orange and red as the sun hung low and heavy in the sky. It would be a long drive home and already Tsuna merely wanted to relax with his beloved. The day had started off bad enough with Mari getting sick and to add further insult to injury he had to deal with that horrid famiglia. The crude comments made by that scum had only further burned the long fuse of his patience at a rapid pace.
He didn't regret anything.
"When we return I'm going to rest a while." Tsuna wanted to make sure Mari was alright, she had been in such a bad state that morning. Luckily Kyoko and Haru were there to lend a helping hand, Chrome had been a godsend and helpfully kept Tsuna up to date by messaging him throughout the day. The brunette made a few mental notes to thank the girls as well as make some ginger tea for his darling.
He also knew not to mention anything the man had said to Mari. All she needed to know was that he threatened Vongola, making certain allegations of burning them to the ground. No, she didn't need to know the details. It would stay with the three of them. All Tsuna wanted Mari to focus on was regaining her strength.
"Leave everything to me, Juudaime!"
"Will keep everything in order while you rest with Mari-Chan! Hopefully she's feeling better, I can make her some soup when we return."
Come what may Tsuna would always protect Mari.
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Alex:Short one I know but it's a little bread crumb for you all while you wait for chapter 11 on the main story. As always please let me know your thoughts and I will see you next time! Stay safe my lovelies:D