A/N: Late update...I hope all of you understand since I don't want to give the readers half-hearted chapters. I actually spend a lot of time writing out the kiss scene since it's my first time writing it out properly, so I'm really glad the readers liked it!
The Sadistic And Extreme Suns
"….Why did you choose to sit there out of all places again?" Tsuna sulked.
After the tutor and his student's oh-so-touching reunion (and a not so willing brunette to invite the devil incarnate of an infant to his mansion), the three had made their way to the decimo's office. Apparently, certain hit man hadn't had his dose of espresso for the day because of his long flight from Italy and Tsuna knew better than letting a pissed Reborn stroll around in his mansion. So, the infant had conveniently installed an espresso machine beforehand in his student's office who…doesn't even drink coffee. The young Mafioso was seated on the leather sofa with the orange head to his left and a white headed mafia boss munching down on his early bag of marshmallows to his right. Where's our sadistic tutor you ask? Well, let's just say infants have the privilege of being irresistibly cute that allowed them to sit on a kind girl's lap.
"To annoy you, dame-Tsuna. And shut the hell up or I'll blast a hole through your empty head" Reborn said with his signature smirk and the brunette could only frown in return.
"It's fine, Tsuna-kun. I really don't mind since he's just an innocent baby after all." Kyoko said as she watched the tutor on her lap with a bright smile.
Tsuna felt one of his chocolate browns twitchingat her statement. Did she even hear those strings of cusses the 'innocent' infant started spouting the moment he stepped into the mansion? Maybe she's used to it with the right-hand man and his endless cursing around. But the kicking, threats and not to mention a chameleon that just turned into a freaking gun was not an excuse here. The Decimo could only hope that she wasn't turning into another naïve and carefree Yamamoto.
"So I'm guessing your name is Reborn?" The orange head jumped to the wooden table before taking off his fedora and bowing slightly in a very gentlemanly way.
"Ciaossu! I'm this hopeless idiot, dame-Tsuna's tutor and also the number one hit man in Vongola." The arcobaleno greeted before bringing his fedora up, revealing a green chameleon. "This guy is my partner, Leon."
The teen beamed, "I'm Kyoko Sasagawa, nice to meet you Reborn-chan and Leon-kun."
Suddenly, Leon leaped from his owner's fedora and climbed to the brunette's shoulder. Tsuna raised an arm and brought the chameleon to the back of his hand.
"It's been a while Leon." The brunette grinned as the reptile crawled on his hand and looked at him with large, reptile eyes.
Reborn, noticing the orange head staring at the chameleon curiously, sighed in defeat as he spoke."You can pet him anytime you want but not while he's on my hat."
"Ehh?~ I want to play with Leon-kun too…" Byakuran whined.
"If you want to eat my bullets then go ahead." The tutor replied with a dangerous glint.
"On second thought, I prefer my harmless marshmallows instead." The marshmallow addict muttered before eyeing down on his beloved sweets.
Kyoko brightened up immediately and leaned to her side as she started to stroke on the chameleon lightly. The shape-shifting reptile purred happily against her touch as its tail seemed to swing happily, making the orange head giggled.
"I've never seen a chameleon before but isn't he just adorable Tsuna—kun…"
Kyoko trailed off as she turned her head up to look at the brunette, only to have the young Mafioso already gazing at her with a soft smile tugging on the corner of his lips. The orange head didn't know why but there was something about his pool of chocolate browns, reflecting a feeling she couldn't recognize, that made her lost for words. Had he always been looking at her with those eyes filled with so much….warmth?
The brunette broke from his trance and answered absent-mindedly as he still refused to move his sight away. "Hmm? Right….cute…"
"I-I-Isn't he?" The orange head stuttered out as she turned away to look at the chameleon, hoping the reptile could distract her from the warmth that was creeping up her cheeks.
"I'm not talking about him though…." The young Mafioso whispered as he brought up a hand and held up a lock of orange, the other teen blinked as she looked up at him in wonder.
"….You—"
The brunette was cut off as he winched when a sharp pain come from his other hand. His chocolate browns trailed off to the chameleon which was…biting him with the little bit of teeth he had. The reptile proceeded to back away immediately and wrapped his tail around the orange head's hand comfortably. Though there was something in those green, rounded eyes looking up at him with the same indifferent look that signalled him of what the chameleon was thinking.
'She's mine'
Tsuna twitched in irritation as he fought the urge to strangle the little reptile that used to climb on his shoulder innocently. "Why you little…"
Reborn jumped off from his seat and used the back of his shoes to kick the decimo's head down. The young Mafioso was too late to react as his face met with the hard wood of his coffee table with a loud 'bang'. The sadistic tutor turned to the shape shifting chameleon and smirked at his partner's antics.
"Heh. Even Leon knows that you're a 'dame', idiot Tsuna." Reborn said with an amused tone.
"But he—" The brunette said in a muffled tone as the tutor's pulled back his leg and pinned his face to the table once again.
"You better watch your mouth dame-Tsuna, or else I might just….slip and tell her about your first meeting with the neighbour's chihuahua—" Reborn warned but was cut off as the young Mafioso manage to lift his head up and blurted out loudly.
"NOTHING! I. DID. NOTHING!"
If Tsuna knew one thing that the tutor had in mind…it was to utterly embarrass him in front of none other than the only person whose only opinion mattered to him. But of course, Reborn wasn't called the greatest hit man for nothing as he took out a gun and shoot at the spot inches away from the brunette in a flash. Poor Tsuna could only gulp in fear.
"You were crying your eyes off while screaming like a….little girl…"
The tutor grimaced at the memory as the brunette's expression seemed to become paler every second. The marshmallow miraculously dropped his bag of sweets as he laughed out loudly while clutching his stomach. Byakuran toppled off his seat the next moment but continued to chuckle heartily as he banged his fist on the carpets comically.
"I-I was six! And that thing was eyeing me as if I'm a piece of meat or even a toy waiting to be bitten!" Tsuna yelled with a tint of redness on his cheeks.
The decimo tried to defend the little bit of pride he had left but it was too late. Tsuna froze when he heard a muffled laugh from the orange head holding up a hand over her mouth and was quivering as her honey browns welled up with tears. Kyoko immediately raised a hand in front of her and shook it in denial.
"N-No, it's—pfft—not that. I was just—haha—y-you were scared of a—C-Chihuahua." Kyoko imagined a small version of him screaming 'Hieee!'and couldn't hold up her laughter as the brunette cringed.
"I can't believe that even you, Kyoko…" He glared at the tutor who only grinned evilly at his student's misery."…it's all your fault Reborn."
Kyoko finally stopped laughing as she rubbed the tears forming on the corner of her orange orbs. "I-I'm sorry, Tsuna-kun. I just thought that it was….cute."
She smiled brightly, catching the brunette off guard as a tint of redness spread across his face. Tsuna ruffled his gravity defying hair and sighed.
"That's the last thing I ever want to hear from you…" He muttered under his breath. Out of all things she had to compliment him about, it was that he was 'cute'. Great...
"Stop flirting you idiot student. There's still things I want to say to you." Reborn said as he stood on the table with a serious expression, tipping his fedora to cover his eyes as the chameleon returned to its place."….I've only been gone for a few months and you know what I see dame-Tsuna?"
"…What?" Tsuna said in an annoyed tone. Oh how he wished the tutor would go back to wherever hell he came from, never to return and torture him.
"A report saying that the marshmallow's mansion had been reduced to a pile of rubble…but the info was erased the moment it was up." The tutor muttered dangerously.
Tsuna flinched.
"A new houseguest happily and suspiciously living here as if he'd just blackmailed you….but I'm sure you have a good reason for that right?"
Bullseye. Expect nothing less from the number one hitman with ears from hell.
"You know how unacceptableit is for a student of mine, no matter how hopelessly pathetic he is, to give in to that marshmallow freak over there." Reborn smiled a normal smile which only made the brunette gulped in fear as deadly killing auras seemed to be forming from the tutor. He was pointing back to the white head who was apparently waving his hand happily at the brunette as if he wasn't involved in any of it. Tsuna would've freaked out at this point...that is, if he was still the same old dame student.
"Of course I knew that Reborn….Byakuran was just having a friendly house visit to strengthen our alliance…" The brunette chuckled innocently.
There. A smooth and believable lie along with a perfect smile. Surely, even Reborn would've—
"Ehh?~ But I thought that you wanted to shut me up so that I couldn't tell on y—" Byakuran spoke merrily. The young Mafioso growled and shot him a 'shut-the-hell-up-or-I'm-gonna-rip-your-mouths-off' glare at the white head.
"Tsu-chan….you're no fun." The white head pouted childishly.
...I swear I'm going to pulverize this marshmallow freak someday!
"I'm not finished, dame-Tsuna." The tutor warned as the brunette turned to look at him questioningly.
"You've been neglecting your work as the Decimo." He stated out plainly while the decimo widened his eyes in disbelief before retorting back. "But I've done all the paperwork you've sent from Italy! E-Even the bills and negotiations deal or whatever that is."
"That and you've been fooling around with your 'lover' over there." The tutor switched his gaze at the oblivious orange head. Kyoko blinked and her smile grew crooked as she pointed a finger at herself as if asking why she was suddenly dragged into it.
Tsuna's was then panicking and screaming inwardly, missing his study table where he can conveniently banged his head on the wood. "H-Huh? What do you mean?"
"Tell me….what were you doing in the morning when I called to tell you that we're arriving in Japan?" Reborn said in an icy tone.
"Well, I woke up and—" The brunette's chocolate browns widened as he remembered what happened that morning.
"You're too busy pinning down an innocent girl on your bed and forcing yourself on her." Cue for both 'lovers' to blush in a brilliant red as the tutor finished off with a deadpanned expression. Meanwhile, the white head was snickering in the background, enjoying the amusing turn of events.
"R-Reborn! You don't have to say it like I was going to do something i-indecent to her!" Tsuna stuttered as he glanced at the orange head worriedly. True enough, she was gripping the hem of her skirt and turning her head away in embarrassment.
"You were already eating each other's face off." Reborn stated plainly as he shrugged. "What do you expect me to think other than that you're trying to rape her, in broad daylight no less."
"R-R-Ra—W-What the hellReborn! I-I wasn't trying to do anything to her!" was all the young mafioso could say as he felt his face heating up.
"If I wanted to, I would've done that last night when we were alone—…." Tsuna stood up and screamed as he missed the tutor's smirk that seemed to get wider at every second.
The decimo slapped a hand over his mouth as his face turned to one in pure horror, remembering the orange head who was listening to the whole conversation. Kyoko was covering her face with her palms, the redness already creeping up to the tips of her ears. She bit her quivering lips as the orange head was then, wanting nothing more than to run away from the room and screaming to her pillows for some reason.
"W-Wait Kyoko, Byakuran was the one who threatened me yesterday, I swear!" The decimo shook his hands in denial.
"Did I? Hmm, I can't seem to remember~" The white head chuckled merrily as he popped another sweet to his mouth with a sly grin. Tsuna felt his eye twitching in irritation.
The orange head snapped her head to glare at the brunette.
"You perverted mafioso.…."
Tsuna froze as the words repeated itself in his head. He finally slumped to his seat as the words finally sunk in. The brunette finally understood why his hyper intuition was surprisingly sharp this morning and also when Kyoko was kidnapped before.A marshmallow addict with the number one hitman is the worst combination to keep your sanity intact, ever.
"Where's your trusty storm guardian?" The tutor raised a brow as he wondered where the half-italian was. He remembered how the bombers had always followed Tsuna around like a lost puppy.
"…The only reason my loyal right hand man isn't here would be to be with her." Tsuna muttered half-dead from the mental torture of his sadistic tutor.
The short haired teen sat on the velvet carpets of her room filled with different kinds of hand-made costumes. She stared blankly at the fabrics of her favourite Namahage costume, sewed thread by thread as a hobby. Haru didn't know when she started making these outfits but it gave off a very calming feeling which also distracts her from...'unpleasant' thoughts. Haru lowered the attire slowly, knowing that she couldn't even concentrate on making it as a long, tired sigh escaped her lips.
"I knew you'd be here, stupid woman."
Haru jumped at the familiar voice and instinctively grabbed on the Namahage mask, putting it on hurriedly before turning to the person who just entered. Her eyes widened when she saw the Silvernette with a hand in his pocket, looking calm and composed as ever. The teen didn't fail to notice though, the trickles of sweat forming on his forehead and the ragged breathing from his search around the mansion.
"W-What're you doing here you octopus-head?"
Haru uttered as she turned her sight away from him. The silvernette didn't say a word as he only kneeled down and gazed at her intently, his brows furrowed as the short-haired teen still refused to meet with his emeralds.
"…What kind of stupid mask are you wearing this time?"
He muttered with a tone of pure disgust and grimace at the sight of weirdest thing he'd ever seen covering the teen's face. Haru snapped her head back to the half Italian and glared under the mask.
"I-It's not stupid! I made it yesterday for my costume and—h-hey!"
Haru yelp as he took the chance to swiftly pull the Namahage mask off her and moved back a step from the angry brunette. The short-haired teen hissed and lunged forward to grab the mask while the storm guardian could only grin amusedly at her reaction. The right-hand man effortlessly dodged her desperate attempts of snatching the mask back and finally held it high up in the air. She tip-toed and reach out for the Namahage, too focused on her target to notice the arm locking her around the waist. Haru squeaked as she was pulled towards the half-italian with a tint of red creeping up her cheeks.
"There's no way in hell I'm letting go until you answer my damn question, idiot woman."
The bomber was replied by a fierce glare from her dark brown orbs. Haru kept silent and showed no sign of struggling out of his grasp, knowing that she couldn't escape even if she wanted to.
"You like the Tenth don't you?" He simply said.
"H-Hahi?" Haru blurted out at the sudden question.
"You heard me."
Gokudera spoke bluntly without hesitation, emeralds wanting nothing more than an answer from her own lips. Though being the reliable right-hand man he is, the storm guardian had always been by his boss's side and he'd seen it all with his own eyes. How she brightened up by just the mere sound of his name and that shade of redness that spread across her cheeks when she merely exchanged a few words with him. His hold around the teen unconsciously tightened.
"Now answer me, do you or do you not like the Tenth?" Gokudera repeated.
He could never deny a part of him screaming for her to say 'no'.
Haru avoided his emeralds once again and hung her head low before slowly letting it rest on his chest, not allowing the storm guardian to read her expression.
"What would you do….if I say 'yes'?" She whispered under her breath as the silvernette gritted his teeth and only held her closer.
He knew.
"Would you really call me 'stupid' then?" Haru chuckled bitterly.
"I knew he liked—no…loved Kyoko-chan maybe even before I met him." The half-italian didn't utter a single word and Haru was inwardly thankful for that. She took his silence as a cue to continue, knowing that he's still listening and somehow comforting her in his own way.
"I don't have any flames and I can't fight like the rest of the guardians….Heh, even my own parents think that I'm worthless and would only bring shame to the family."
The teen scoffed at the thought of her blood related family. Her parents were praiseworthy assassins serving the Vongola for generations and as a child without dying will flames, they had simply claimed that she is not and could never be their daughter. She had been a 'mistake', that was all she saw in those eyes that had never as much as spared a glance at her. Not even when she had a hundred for her exams or exceled in everything….as long as it's not mafia related, she was nothing to them.
"Back then, Tsuna-san still accepts me as his family….and yet I-I fell for h-him." She gripped on the fabric of his suit as beads of tears started to stain on it...but he didn't mind at all.
"He may never even notice me before and I-I can never h-hate Kyoko-chan for that." Haru sniffed and the Silvernette found himself at a loss of word for the first time. It could be because of her trembling figure in his arms or maybe the fact that the cheery teen was crying unlike her usual self, but there's just one thing that was clear to him. He needed to stop those stupid tears of hers.
"You're right, you are stupid." Haru flinched.
"….But you're not as dumb as I thought." Gokudera breathed out and the short haired teen pulled back to look at his face, only to be stopped by a hand that pushed her head back to its' place .
"You did your best holding it in all this time in front of Jyuudaime and everyone else but you don't need to do that with me." He stated while the other teen widened his brown orbs in surprise.
"From now on, I'll listen to all the crap you want to say or whatever complaints you have. Just don't ever cry alone anymore, it'll just hurt more than it already did you stupid woman." Gokudera paused as thought through on what he'd just said and how… uncharacteristic it was of him. Why did he care so much for the stupid woman anyway?
"Ugh…What the hell am I saying?" He ruffled his locks of silver hair "Damn all this 'comforting' thing! Just…just cry your hearts out or scream now for all I care!"
Haru retreated her head back and looked up at the silvernette. If there's one thing she noticed, it was that the Gokudera Hayato was currently blushing. The bomber blinked as the teen in his arms started quivering.
"Pfft—Someone….anyone, get me my camera now….w-wait, my phone is fine too." The teen said before bursting out in fits of giggles.
"Wha—I'm being serious here, you stupid woman!" Gokudera hissed as he blushed.
Haru stopped laughing and grinned evilly at the silvernette, "Face it. Being nice doesn't suit you, octopus head."
The bomber was about to retort back when she landed her head back to his chest and whispered under her breath. "….I'm done crying now, thanks."
"….That's all?" The silvernette said dumbly.
Haru turned to look at his emeralds and spoke in an as-a-matter-of-fact tone, "Yeah, I already gave up on Tsuna-san years ago anyway."
Three.
Two.
One.
"HAAH?" Gokudera screamed in disbelief as he stared at the brown head, "But you just said—"
"I said 'what if', you idiot. I'm over it now." Haru sighed exasperatedly "Geez, I'm not that stupid to miss the looks he threw to my best friend. Though I still wonder how Kyoko-chan could ever be so dense…"
"Hmm…maybe I should have a girl-to-girl talk with her one of these days…." The teen said thoughtfully as she placed a hand on her chin and tilted her head to the side, not noticing how a certain silvernette was twitching in irritation.
"I take it all back….you're still a fucking idiotic woman!" Gokudera yelled at her.
"Ohh? So the 'genius' is worried now desu?~"Haru said as a sly smirk graced her lips, using the 'desu' as a way to annoy him even though she'd dropped it a long time ago.
"Tch. It's just more annoying when you mope around than how you usually grin with your stupid face." The silvernette said as he clicked his tongue in denial.
"Yeah, yeah. I get it, octopus head." The brown head waved a hand to the silver head before walking towards the door.
"...Are you really fine?" The silvernette said with a serious expression. Haru glance back at him in shock before a sad smile played on her lips as she scratched her cheeks sheepishly.
"….I did like him before but now I know.…that there really wasn't any place for me in his heart all along." She trailed off as her grip on the doorknob seemed to tightened unconsciously "I knew it a long time ago but it just…hurts that he didn't even notice me."
Gokudera gave her one last look before walking up to her with his brows furrowed. "You….you should really go and confess after all."
"H-Hahi?" Haru blurted out but was too late as the silvernette grabbed her wrist and pulled her through the door.
"Confess. To Jyuudaime. Like right now." He said slowly as if her brain couldn't process the simple words.
Haru gawked as she heard the bomber's words, "N-No way! I told you I'm over it."
"Then you'd better end it officially right?" Gokudera stated.
"Wha—What kind of logic is that?" The short haired teen blurted out in disbelief.
"A stupid woman like you will never understand what I'm thinking so just get moving, Jyuudaime is waiting." The right hand man said with a smirk as he practically dragged her through the halls towards the decimo's office.
"W-Wait, I don't want to! L-Let go you stupid, grey haired, octopus headed old man!" The brown head screamed as she struggled to get out of his grip.
The silvernette felt his nerve snapping at the nicknames and only walked at a faster pace with the whining short-haired teen.
"For the last time….it's a natural colour you idiotic woman!"
Meanwhile, somewhere in Namimori, a man stood with a serious expression as he glanced around to survey his surroundings. He was wearing a suit with yellow t-shirt and had his hands, now balled in fist, covered with bandages.
"That damn Hibari…dropping me off on the way." The sun guardian muttered as he remembered how the skylark had kicked him off his car for being a loud mouth. He glanced around and noticed a familiar looking orphanage before him and walked towards an old woman watering the flowers at the entrance.
"Excuse me, ma'am, but do you know where the EXTREME Vongola mansion is?" He half-screamed in his usually loud voice which almost made the poor old woman faint from heart attack. The old woman was about to speak when she was interrupted by the roaring voice of the sun guardian yet again.
"Oh and have you seen this EXTREMELY nice girl around!?" The boxer whipped out a photograph of a ten year old girl with orange hair smiling brightly as he held hands with a white haired boy with a scar on his face.
"I-Isn't she the girl who used to live here? and the Vongola mansion you say...a-are you related to the mafia?" The old woman stuttered as she prepared herself for the ear splitting reply from the sun guardian.
Ryohei pumped his fist in the air proudly.
"She's my EXTREME sister and yes….I am EXTREMELY lost!"
A/N: Sorry if this chapter isn't that good…I don't really have time to plan out everything and I'm really rushing to finish it.
Will Haru confess to Tsuna? What does Ryohei mean when he said that Kyoko is his sister? Will Gokudera and Haru get together in the end? Find out in the next EXTREME chapter!