Letter To Vongola Decimo

Tsuna stared out blankly from the window of the Vongola Decimo's office. One of his hand was twirling a fountain pen and the other cupped his cheek out of pure boredom. His gaze locked on the cloudless sky and finally, he heaved out a deep breath.

"Hey, Gokudera…"

"Yes, Tenth?"

The storm guardian opened an eye while leaning against the wall right beside the wooden mahogany door, making sure no one enters or leave. Specifically, a certain brown-haired, sulking mafioso who was throwing endless complaints the moment he stepped into the room just a few minutes ago.

"Can I take a break now?"

"…No, you still have two hundred and seventy nine stacks left."

Tsuna gritted his teeth and eyed the accursed papers towering on his desk, he took a bundle and flipped through the pages. The brunet was pretty sure that the last time he checked, he was a Mafia boss of one of the most prestigious family in the underworld. Definitely not someone who…well, had to sit for long hours just to read, count bills, sign, and most definitely not caring for countless dispute between some random family eternally at each others' throat. The young mafioso grimace as he threw the bundle of torture out of his line of sight before ruffling his gravity-defying hair.

"I didn't sign up for this hell…" He groaned.

Gokudera fixed his eyes on his boss, knowing very well that said person will try to escape the so called 'papers from hell' as soon as he took his eyes off for even a second. The storm guardian finally sighed and shook his head at the appearance of his ever so lazy boss

"And you were acting so cool in front of Kyoko-san too…"

He perked up at the mere sound of her name and glance at his right hand man, now alert.

"…Was it that obvious?"

Gokudera stared surprisingly at the brunet. He couldn't believe that the Vongola Decimo, respected and feared at the same time by countless Mafioso in the underworld, would be so troubled over a single, normal high school girl. The storm guardian was even cautious of the auburn haired girl at first. Being the loyal right hand man he is, he had to keep an eye out for spies or assassins and Kyoko was not an exception. But now, seeing the contagious sheepish smile of the young mafia boss...he couldn't help the smile tugging in the corner of his own lips.

"Don't worry Tenth. From what I know, she's already dense to the point that you might as well confess straight to her face and she still wouldn't notice a thing."

Tsuna took in the words carefully. His chocolate-brown eyes turned into a forlorn glint as he faced the sky once again, avoiding the storm guardian's curious look.

"A 'confession'…huh?" he trailed off distantly but was cut off by the sound of the door which flew open revealing a black haired man in an Italian suit with a dark purple tie tucked in neatly and an eternal scowl plastered on his face. He walked in briskly, ignoring the series of complaints from the storm guardian for 'not knocking and being rude to the Tenth'. He threw an annoyed glare at the questioning face on the young mafia boss and toss an elegant-looking letter on his desk.

"Herbivore, yours." He bluntly said with his usual emotionless tone and a tinge of annoyance.

Yep, this is him alright. His aloof, death incarnate, tonfa wielding cloud guardian Kyoya Hibari with his infamous 'I'll bite you to death' aura directed at the man he once (somehow) sworn loyalty to. God knows by the time he'd acknowledge his own boss, hell would've probably froze all over by then. The cloud guardian's hateful gaze never left him as he scanned the letter. Sure enough, there was a 'Vongola Decimo' written in a neat and cursive black ink on the middle of the glossy paper but not a clue of the sender's name. Tsuna wondered how it ended up in the hands of his cloud guardian who lived in a separate traditional Japanese styled house, away from the 'crowding of herbivores' that he disliked so much. The mafia boss proceeded to tore it open and read it's content curiously.

'Dear Vongola Decimo,

I heard that you have a lover and as your friend, I would like to say congrats! Actually, I never thought that you would ever get yourself a girlfriend seeing how picky you were…LOL. Anyways, I'm really interested to meet the girl who could actually capture the Tsu-chan's heart . So, I was thinking of 'inviting' her over today. That way, me and Kyoko-chan can get to know each other! Well, that's all for now so don't sulk too much when you can't find her later, okay?

P.S: Make sure you protect your 'lover' well today Tsunayoshi-kun!~

XOXO Your beloved Shiro-chan.'

Tsuna clenched the letter in hand. Slowly, he raised his eyes that seemed to turn into a sharp orange filled with rage, the letter burning with a fierce flame on his glove, not even leaving a spec of ash behind. Gokudera almost flinched at the icy cold glare of the young mafia boss. Who in the world would dare to mess with the esteemed Decimo and have a taste of his wrath?

"Gokudera…" He finally called, his voice holding a low-dangerous tone.

"Yes, Tenth." Hayato replied with a straight face, awaiting his upcoming order like always.

"Call Yamamoto and Lambo and return immediately." the storm guardian bowed respectfully and turned on his feet, leaving the room without a single word of argument nor hesitation.

"Hibari—san….stay in the mansion or the Vongola premises until further notice." The ex-prefect clicked his tongue at the order but decided to head back quietly nevertheless. Tsuna dropped on the seat with the bridge of his nose resting on his fingers. The brunet closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down. But soon, the hyper intuition kicked in at the back of his mind.

"Rokudo Mukuro, how long are you planning on hiding…come out, now." He commanded.

Moments later, a dark figure stepped out of the shadows from the corner of his office revealing a young, female illusionist looking almost guilt-ridden with a trident on her frail hands. The image soon faded as velvet mist wrapped around the mist guardian and was replaced by a man with deep blue and blood red eyes, his hair oddly resembled that of a certain tropical fruit.

"Kufufu…as expected of the Vongola….when did you—" He was cut off by a not-so-amused expression clearly written on the features of the annoyed brunet.

"Since you stepped in the room with Hibari-san. I've got a job for you to do now." Tsuna said plainly while Mukuro let out another eerie laugh.

"Fufu, I'd rather go back to the cycle of hell than listen to the orders of a mafioso. But…." He paused, looking at his metal trident with a grin "It seems…that my Chrome has taken a liking to the new girl…"

The mist guardian slowly left as he faded with a devilish smirk. Tsuna could only sigh at the defiant behaviour of his other mist guardian and took the time to clear his mind.

Kyoko should be at school by now…

The young mafioso lit up immediately as an idea popped in his mind, he fished out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number. A 'click' sound could be heard on the first ring, indicating the answered call along with a voice that came hesitantly as if sweating bullets as the answerer held the phone next to his ears.

"H-Hello?"

"Ah…it's been a while. But I need your help to arrange some things for me." Tsuna started with a warm welcoming voice but it soon changed as he continued with a 'tinge' of threat "You will help me, won't you…..?"

Tsuna smirked devilishly as he heard the horrified man's obvious reply at the other end of the line.

"Hey Tsu-kun…."

Little brown irises blinked as he heard his name.

"What is it Kyoko-chan?" he turned his head to meet with her honey brown eyes.

"Here, it's for you!" she tip-toed and hung the blue object around his neck, catching him in surprise.

"Eh? What's this?" he held the object in his hand curiously.

"It's a charm!" She beamed while her hands grabbed hold of his wrist holding the little object "I made it myself since you always 'fell down' and hurt yourself….this charm will protect you, I'm sure it will!"

"B-But your hand—" He eyed her fingers which were covered with plasters and bandages.

"Oh, this? I just cut myself a little, hehe" She held up her hand and giggled sheepishly "…but I wanted to give it to you, so it's fine!"

He stared at her wide eyed before flashing his usual radiant smile.

"Thank you, Kyoko-chan…I'll treasure it….forever." then it turned into a frown

"But please…don't ever hurt yourself for me anymore." He held her hand carefully with concern clear in his voice.

"B-But, Tsu-kun!" she pouted, her cheeks puffed and turned to averted his gaze.

The boy chuckled at her stubborn attitude "…then I'll promise you something in exchange Kyoko-chan." He held out his fifth finger.

"Huh?"

"If you keep your end of the promise…I will definitely protect you no matter what." He grinned.

"…Okay, you promised, Tsu-kun!" Her little finger intertwined with his and the vow was sealed.

"Mmnn…" Kyoko opened her eyes wearily, only to face the dark blue Namimori High skirt on her lap. Kyoko's forehead rested on her overlapped arms at the edge of the table facing towards her.

Huh...I….fell asleep during class?

"I see you finally decided to wake up."

She could hear a deep voice close to her chuckling amusingly. Kyoko brought her head up, her mind still in a daze as her caramels meet chocolate browns. He was sitting backwards on his chair and leaning with his cheeks cupped by the right hand, watching her intently.

"Good morning, Kyoko-chan. Oh, It's already fourth period by the way." A bright smile graced his lips.

Kyoko watched the man in his Namimori high uniform, still brimming with happiness. But she felt something wrong with the image taken from her very eyes.

Hmm?...Is there always someone like him in my class?

Kyoko blinked. Once. Twice. Then, her vision cleared and her eyes widened at the sudden realization. She stood abruptly, the chair she once sat on toppled over with a thud that echoed in the classroom. The orange haired teen retreated a step back and pointed at the brunet with his signature gravity-defying hair, her index finger trembling.

"Y-You….what the hell are you doing here?!" she screamed in horror while ignoring the obvious stares from the rest of her classmates.

The young mafia boss simply smiled innocently once again.

END

Extra Corner:

Another day in the Vongola mansion and of course, another disastrous topic started off by Kyoko.

"Don't you think it'd be nice if there's more Sakura trees along the way to Namimori High? I think it'll make my trip to school less gloomy."

Kyoko started casually as she chat with Haru who was agreeing with her and continuing on their conversation. As if on cue, Gokudera immediately set his eyes on his boss, hoping that he hadn't caught what the orange haired teen had just said jokingly. Thankfully, the sky guardian was still analyzing his paperwork. The storm guardian thought that it is to be just another normal day. That is, until his boss flipped out his phone and had a business smile plastered on his face.

"Hello? Yes it's me, Primo Ministro-san. There's something I would like to request of you..."

Gokudera shook his head as his boss has yet again 'requested' something ridiculous to a client who secretly owes the Vongola some...pocket money.

"Well, you sound friendly…is it a friend? That Primo Ministro-san I mean." Kyoko asked as the brunet ended the call, not noticing the horrified voice from the other end of the line from Namimori's very own prime minister.

"I guess you could say that….it's his Italian nickname." The usual devilish grin graced his features.

"Uwahh…what a demon…" Haru muttered as she couldn't believe what her boss just did.

"Boss…is scarier than Mukuro-sama…." Chrome whispered under her breath

"Kufufu…definitely someone proven worthy for me to posess…." Mukuro said to Chrome from their connection.

"Lambo-san wants to go flower viewing!" The lightning guardian laughed boisterously.

"Hahaha, I'll make some sushi then." The clueless rain guardian said happily.

"I'll bite you to death if you dirty Namimori with those accursed flowers…" The cloud guardian who had just entered the room of the herbivores declared his stand as he took out his tonfa threateningly.

"K-Kyoko-san! Take back what you said before it's too late!" Gokudera hushed.

"Hmm? what do you mean?"

She is once again oblivious to the schemes of the mafia boss.

The next day, beautiful Sakura petals were magically fluttering down and covered the streets of the peaceful Namimori town (to the distaste of our dear cloud guardian).

"That was odd..." Kyoko muttered after telling her friends of the news as she returned to helping the guardians.

"Let's just say a good mafioso have some tricks up his sleeves…"

Tsuna grinned.