I Found You
"NOOO!"
A brown haired teen screamed at the top of her lungs as she held onto a marbled pillar of the Vongola mansion, wrapping a hand around it for dear life. The silvernette felt a vein popping as he used his all to pull on her other hand. However, she didn't even budge and only held onto the pillar as if clinging on for her dear life while the Silvernette was starting to get tired of it all. When the hell will she ever learn to give up?!
'Oh, right…she's called 'stupid woman' for a reason…'
Gokudera almost face palmed at the other teen who was still stubbornly refusing to part with the pillar.
But his patience isn't one of the best either.
"Let go you stupid idiot!" The storm guardian growled.
"Not if you don't let go first you octopus head!" She yelled.
"God damn it woman! Quit it or I'm going to shove a freaking dynamite at your stupid face!" Gokudera cursed as he took out a dynamite threateningly from his pockets.
"T-Then….I won't make melon puddings, cakes or even sweets ever again!" She blurted out.
The storm guardian paused as the brown haired teen looked at him with an evil smirk. The hot-headed and fearful storm guardian apparently loves the simple fruit called melon and had always been secretly looking forward to those delicious desserts every week. Haru hadn't missed the little grin he had at the corner of his mouth as she placed that simple plate of cut up melon on the dining table of course.
"Hehehe…" Haru let out an evil cackle as she had, for once, won against the silvernette
'Take that you stupid, idiotic old man!'
"That's right!" The brown head declared as she crossed her arms over her chest proudly with a victory grin. "Cooking is a woman's greatest weapon aftera—"
She blinked as her thought processed what was happening. On one second, Haru was happily winning the argument and the next thing she knows was that her body was slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. You'd think a genius like him would know how to treat a girl right but well, guess again. The thought of carrying her bridal style never crossed his mind as he wasn't really the brightest person in the art of being gentlemanly, much less treating a girl with care.
"Hmm…Jyuudaime is probably waiting in the dining room by now." He muttered to himself before turning on his feet and advancing towards his newly set destination.
"Wha—Put me down, you octopus head!" The other teen yelled as she started struggling and hitting his back. The storm guardian ignored the weak punch and kicking from the shorthaired teen as he finally stopped in front of an elegant double door before slamming the door open.
Haru clenched her fist as she cursed out loud, "I swear I'm going to poison your food if you don't fucking let go of me now you bastard!"
"….Haru?"
Haru froze as she recognized the familiar voice of the brunet. Suddenly, she didn't want the Silvernette to let go anymore as she clutched the back of his shirt. The right hand man went silent for a moment before he put her down gently on the carpeted floors. The first thing Haru noticed was that Reborn, Tsuna and Kyoko were the only one early to be in the dining room. Her eyes met with a pair of calm chocolate browns looking back at her with an edge of worry and she could feel panic starting to grip on her. Haru turned to the half-Italian, not wanting to be in the room for another second as she half-screamed in a hush tone.
"I can't just say it out while Kyoko-chan is here! A-And what if he hates me for being a nuisance because of my f-feelings!?" Haru's voice cracked as she grabbed on his shirt, her hands quivering.
Gokudera gritted his teeth as he swiftly placed both hands on her shoulders, locking his emeralds with her deep brown orbs. "Listen to me, Haru!"
The other teen widened her eyes as she heard her name escape his lips for the first time.
"The Tenth would never hate a member of his famiglia, you of all people should know that." His emeralds softened as the brown head seemed to calm down from his words.
"You need to end this now and find someone who'll return the love you deserve….you stupid woman." The storm guardian trailed off as he retracted his hand, leaving the brown head speechless as his words slowly sink in to her. Haru slowly lets go of the fabric of his shirt and bites her lips as she avoided his emeralds. Gokudera took the chance to turn his sight towards his boss with a serious expression.
"Jyuudaime, the stupid woman wants to have a word with you."
The right hand man stated politely to his sole boss who sat at the further end of the long dining table. Tsuna merely looked at his right hand man with his brows furrowed before standing up and approaching the brown head as he noticed the storm guardian's determined tone. Haru's trains of thoughts were stopped on tracks as she heard the decimo's footsteps stopping in front of her. Worried chocolate browns scanned the other teen and he frowned when he saw the short haired teen gripping on the hem of her shirt.
"T-Tsuna-san, I…" The brown head spoke as she faced the young mafia boss. The Silvernette merely gritted his teeth as he proceeded out of the doors.
He didn't want to hear it.
Haru stood rooted in place as she unconsciously glanced back at the Silvernette who had then, closed the doors off behind him. Oddly, she could feel her heart sinking at the absence of the storm guardian.
But why?
Was it the fear gripping on her at the thought of her boss's rejection? Or is it simply because she wanted him to…stay?
The brown haired teen felt her nerves relaxing as her hands loosened the hold on her shirt.
Oh, I get it….
He was always there when she was troubled; when she cried or laughed.
She secretly enjoys her arguments with him; the only time she can be herself.
Always, he never expected her to be strong, smart or even asked her to change herself when she was being childish or weak. Unlike her parents and the people who looked down on her before…
He saw her as 'Haru Miura'.
I love…that idiot.
A soft smile crept up her face as the brown head could finally sort out her feelings. Her heart felt….lighter somehow and the teen decided that she likes to keep that feeling close to her. The brown head soon came back to reality though as she was reminded of the brunet who was still waiting for her and the two watching her curiously on their seats. Her deep browns soon darted off to anywhere but his chocolate browns as she processed her thoughts.
'Option one, Haru will scream that there are no more packets of marshmallows in the mansion.'
The brown head shook her head, pushing the thoughts to the back of her mind. The whole world would be at risk of being invaded by a sulking psychopath marshmallow freak.
'Option two, tell Reborn-chan about Tsuna-san's unfinished paperwork that he 'accidentally' burned to ashes and buried exactly six feet under the ground in a secluded area.'
Haru shivered. She didn't want to live in a blood covered mansion. Haru likes her home in its creamy white colour without her boss's corpse littering the floor, thank you very much.
"Uhh…err..." Haru babbled out as she wrecked her brain for an excuse. Or more like, an idea without anyone dying horribly or screaming in terror. The brown head was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize the brunet had a satisfied smile forming on his lips.
"It's fine, you've done enough." Tsuna said with a grin but the brown head only snapped her head at him and blinked in confusion. The young Mafioso lifted up a hand and patted her head for a job well done.
"I'm happy you could finally move on, Haru." The brunet smiled at the brown head who widened her dark browns in surprise.
"Hahi! Y-Y-You k-knew?" The short haired teen stuttered out as her face darkened with different shades of red.
Tsuna grinned and leaned in to whisper, "Good luck with my stubborn right-hand man."
The decimo chuckled at the flustered brown head whose face resembled a ripe tomato and couldn't help the smile forming on the corner of his lips at the thought of the two together. The brunet had been waiting for the brown head to clear out her feelings for his right hand man and a chance for Gokudera to prove himself to the person he'd care for so sincerely . Afterall, they were Vongola Decimo's trusted companions and to Sawada Tsunayoshi, his irreplaceable friends.
"A-Are you going to tell him?" The brown haired teen asked hesitantly while her boss merely smiled in return.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Haru brightened up immediately as she beamed.
"Thank you, Tsuna-san!" The brown head hugged her boss in appreciation before letting go the next second with a sly grin forming on her lips as she muttered to him. "But my best friend isn't that sharp either so it's not going to be easy for you…"
Tsuna glance from the corner of his eyes at the orange haired teen who averted her gaze to the green chameleon on her hand. His intuition decided to act up again, telling him that she was merely trying to distract herself from her thoughts and the scene that seemed to be bugging her or…the fact that Leon almost chocked in her hold along with her lips that turned into a faint frown. Coincidentally, it was also the very moment her best friend decided to hug him. Well, what do you know?
Today, jealousy is in the air of the Vongola Mansion.
"Hmm~ We'll see about that…"
The brunet trailed off with a smirk gracing his features. Suddenly, the decimo felt a familiar killing intent directed to the back of his head and he immediately snapped his sight to the dinner table. There seated in the comfy chair was none other than a hungry demon tutor with his fedora tipped down to cover his black irises. Might he add that Reborn was holding a real and dangerous looking gun on his hand?
"H-Haru, I really think you should start making breakfast now…." Tsuna muttered, his voice cracking as he gulped in fear.
'Click' was the sound of a gun ready to do its' job as the other end of the weapon was pointed to a very scared mafia boss.
"A-A-And some e-espresso too, p-please!" The brunet said pleadingly and the brown head blinked before looking at the sadistic tutor. Haru's mouth formed an 'o' as she finally understood what was going on.
"Haru-chan, I'll help you with cooking breakfast then." Kyoko said as she stood from her seat. The brown head seemed to hesitate but nodded happily before both girls left the room. Tsuna breathed a sigh of relief as his life was spare—
BANG!
The brunet instinctively ducked and held both hands over his head, missing the bullet by a hair's breadth. A loud sound of broken porcelain came at the same time and the decimo slowly looked to his left, he paled as his chocolate browns landed on the pieces of ceramic on the floor which, by the way, used to be worth hundreds of millions. Tsuna felt his eye twitching at the sight but had grown used to the arcobaleno's sadistic way.
"Reborn! I swear….I'm going to die from heart attack one day…" The decimo stood and hissed at his demon tutor who only smirked evilly in return.
"That's not possible dame-Tsuna. Because I will kill you personally before you breathe your last." Reborn muttered darkly and Tsuna could only shiver in return as a killing intent emerges from the tutor.
"A professional Mafioso leaves no evidence behind and that includes taking responsibilities for any failure of a student who kicked the bucket from such a stupid reason." The arcobaleno said casually while opening the barrel of his gun and loading in more bullets as if it was the most natural thing in the world for an infant to do.
"I-I'll just go and ask Mukuro about his mission now…." Tsuna said before walking towards the exit and closing the doors behind him, not wanting to spend another second with his sadistic tutor.
'That stupid, evil incarnate of a baby….'
Reborn sighed as he merely pointed his gun at the door, taking not even a second to fire two shots that swiftly went through the hard wood. The demon tutor smirked as he heard the sound of the brunet landing on the cold, hard floor on his behind, probably saved by his hyper intuition.
"Goddamn it Reborn! Stop reading my mind! Don't you know the words 'mental privacy'?!" The brunet hissed as he leaned against the wall for support, his legs growing weak as he was only able to survive at the very last split second with the help of his intuition.
"No, but I know the words 'respect your tutor or eat some fucking bullets' dame-Tsuna." The hitman spoke as he crossed his legs calmly and the next thing he heard was the string of curses in different language of a mafia boss as he stomped down the hallways.
"Kyoko-chan, a-are you mad at me?" the brown haired teen asked her best friend reassuringly.
"Eh? What for?" replied the orange haired teen with a tensed voice.
"Y-You know…I was about to c-confess to Tsuna-san before…" Haru hesitated as she fiddled with her fingers nervously.
"Confess what?" Kyoko blinked and Haru gawked at her best friend's reaction. Suddenly, she felt pity for her boss…
"Hmm but I do feel kind of weird when you hugged him." The orange haired teen stated, crossing one arm on her chest and the other hand holding her chin.
"Weird?"
Haru perked up immediately.
"It's like my chest suddenly clenched and it's…suffocating me…" Kyoko recalled.
"Kyoko…are you serious?" Haru frowned.
"Huh?" The orange haired teen replied as she raised a brow questioningly.
"Kyoko-chan it means that you're falling for—" The brown head answered excitedly, happy that her best friend was finally noticing something about her feelings. However, she was cut off as the sound of a doorbell rang throughout the mansion.
"I'll go get the door." Kyoko said to Haru before turning on her feet to the opposite side of the hallway.
"W-Wait, Kyoko-chan!"
Haru called for her but she was already gone from her sight. Haru could only sigh as she went on her way. Soon, she saw a familiar mop of silver hair walking along the halls but he seemed to be deep in his own thoughts. The short haired teen hesitated for a moment; knowing the obvious fact that she liked him….wasn't really helping either. But she had decided.
That she had to move on and…find new love.
And so, the brown head marched towards the half-italian; ready to face her newfound crush.
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"Tch."
The Silvernette clicked his tongue as he walked through the halls. A scowl present on his face as he ruffled his hair. It's irritating him, this weird feeling he had stuck to his chest since he left the stupid woman in the dining room.
Didn't she look scared? Was it the right thing for him to do? What if…she really do still like the brunet even now?
Wait…is he….worrying about the stupid woman?
"It's all that 'hahi' woman's fault!" He finally screamed in irritation.
"Why is it my fault all of a sudden?" Haru suddenly spoke from behind him and he almost jumped.
"Y-You…" The silvernette twitched an eye, there she was, the source of all his problems standing innocently before him.
"How…did it go?"
'….What? Wait a minute…what did he just blurted out again?!'
The silvernette felt like banging his head to the nearest wall as he was starting to get suspicious that stupidity(from the stupid woman of course) was really, actually contagious. And that he was a victim of it all since he doesn't seem to be able to understand what his mind is thinking of recently.
"I… changed my mind!" The brown head said happily as she held out a 'peace' sign to him with a childlike grin.
"…What?" The silvernette muttered out dumbly as he watched the short haired teen stretches her hand up to the air.
"Well, turns out I'm moving on pretty well! Also, I feel lighter now somehow." The brown head clapped her hands together as she chirped. For some reason, Gokudera felt the corner of his lips tugging into a grin at her words. But he immediately coughed and hide it away before she could see it.
"Next time, find a guy who'd make you happy or I won't approve of it." He mumbled. The brown head froze and stared at him wide eyed.
"What's with that look you stupid woman?" The bomber said with a slight scowl as she looked down at the 'hahi' woman.
"…Are you my dad or something?" Haru said with a straight face as she looked straight at his emeralds.
The silvernette blushed as he gritted his teeth, trying very hard to hide his embarrassment as the brown head started giggling and laughing without end.
"Forget it, you stupid woman!" The silvernette screamed as he turned and placed his hands in his pockets. Haru stopped laughing as she walked up to follow him, not wanting to be left behind. She looked up at him and noticed that his cheeks were red with embarrassment.
"Find someone who'll return the love you deserve….you stupid woman."
Who knew the hot-headed octopus head was capable of saying such warming things?
A soft smile formed on her lips as she whispered, "I've already found him, you idiot…."
"What did you say?" The octopus head raised a brow as he whipped his head back at the brown head who was following him.
"I…." Haru moved past him before pointing her index finger at the half-italian with a smirk.
"…am not telling anything to an octopus-headed old man!" Haru declared proudly before putting out her tongue childishly at him. The short haired teen then ran away from the silvernette who was still rooted in his place before her words sink in.
"You stupid, idiotic, ugly woman…" Gokudera muttered dangerously as he felt a nerve twitching in irritation.
"Hahi! At least Haru doesn't have anger issues desu~" The brown head said mockingly as she popped her head out from the end of the hallway before disappearing from his sight on a corner, giggling as she saw him getting even more irritated by her words.
"That. Is. It." Gokudera announced as he took out his dynamites.
"When I find you….you're dead, you retarded hahi woman!" yelled the hitman bomber as he chases after the brown head.
Meanwhile, in one of the training rooms, Mukuro was leaning against the metal walls as he watched Chrome practice her illusions. Mukuro furrowed his brow as he noticed that there was something different about Chrome.
"M-Mukuro-sama, h-how did I do?" the purplenette asked shyly but confidently to the male illusionist.
"Good, you most certainly have trained well while I'm away my dear Chrome..." Mukuro said reassuringly with his face full of impress.
Chrome lit up as the pineapple head praised her.
You've trained too much...
"Mukuro-sama? Is something wrong?" Chrome asked worriedly as she saw the pineapple head lost in his own thoughts.
"Chrome…No, Nagi." The mist guardian corrected as he fixed his mix-matched orbs to the purplenette. Chrome's hold around her trident tightened as she noticed the seriousness in his voice. She waited for him to speak and he seemed to hesitate before opening his mouth and looked at her with an emotion she couldn't recognize before he uttered those words.
"I…am no longer your master."
Mukuro said clearly as the female illusionist who widened her eyes as her hands began to quiver.
"W-Why?" was all she could choke out as the purplenette felt a sudden rush of fear gripping on her. W-Was it because she is of no use to him any longer? Is she too weak and unworthy to be by his side?
Or was it because she only wants to protect him…..but couldn't?
"M-Mukuro-sama I—" The purplenette cracked as she looked up at him; hoping that he would change his mind.
"Nagi." He called with a cold tone which made her flinched in return.
"You are free to go as you please." Mukuro said as he crossed his arms over his chest, expecting her to leave him soon.
Even when a part of him knew it wasn't what he really wanted at all.
Chrome stood silent as she bit her lips, fighting tears that threatened to escape her good eye. She snapped her head up at him with determined purple.
"No." Chrome said clearly to the other mist guardian as his mix matched eyes widened at her answer.
She had never defied him before.
How much…has she grown while he was gone?
Mukuro gritted his teeth at the thought and his back left the surface of the wall as he walked up to the purplenette. Chrome's grip on her trident tightened as she was unconsciously finding courage from her weapon; her first gift from the man who now stood infront of her and gave her a second chance to live.
She can't back down now.
The pineapple head stopped before her as he looked down at her with mix-matched orbs feared by everyone he'd ever met through his six path of reincarnation.
Everyone…but her.
"Nagi…do you not hear me? You no longer need to be—" He started but was cut off by the purplenette.
"No!" She screamed before gazing at his eyes, wanting nothing more than a clear answer from him."I-I won't go anywhere until you tell me why you're leaving me M-Mukuro-sama!"
The orange haired teen went down the grand staircase and held on the brass handle before opening the door wide, the cold breeze blowing against her
"Who—?" Her caramels widened as she look up to face the visitor who had the same shocked expression as hers. That familiar grey eyes and hair, his hands covered with bandages and a white plaster over the bridge of his nose. Kyoko took a step back as memories rushed back to her, her hands quivered as she parted her lips.
"R-R-Ryohei onii-cha—?" She choked out and took a step back but was too late as the sun guardian dropped his yellow travel bag and pulled her to a bone-crushing hug.
"I EXTREMELY MISSED YOU KYOKO!"
Ryohei roared, happiness overwhelmed him as he didn't notice the orange haired teen squirming in his arms. It's been years but the extreme guardian couldn't possibly miss the mop of orange hair and those honey browns. He had been searching for her ever since he landed in Namimori and couldn't believe his eyes when she was finally here in the Vongola mansion itself.
Meanwhile, Tsuna was heading towards the practice room in search of his two mist guardians when he passed by the main entrance. The brunet froze as he saw his sun guardian with the orange haired teen.
"R-Ryohei-san? Y-You're back?" The brunet stuttered as his eyes immediately darted to the orange haired teen in his arms.
"YO, SAWADA! YOUR EXTREME SUN GUARDIAN IS BACK!" Ryohei shouted as he held up a fist to his direction with a winning grin. The mafia boss didn't reply though as his eyes were fixed at the orange haired teen who was starting to tremble.
"Ryohei-san, she—" Tsuna grabbed on the railings on the second floor and called out to the boxer.
"Let go!"
The orange haired teen screamed as she pushed the boxer away from her. But what surprised him the most was the tears that threatened to stream down her caramel orbs, those eyes that used to look at him with respect was now filled with pure hatred and disappointment. She lowered her head and clenched her hands.
"I'm not your sister." She muttered lowly before bringing her face up with trails of tears slipping down her honey browns. The sun guardian stood rooted in his place, unable to find any words to say as the teen's voice rose.
"Ten years ago….you abandoned me!" she shouted stutteringly, tears still streaming on her now drenched face.
"Kyoko…I-I can extremely explain—" Ryohei spoke with an edge of plea.
"NO!" She screamed out as the sun guardian was shocked and silenced.
"For ten whole years….I waited…I trusted you… But I was wrong!" Kyoko cried out.
"Kyoko, stop!" Tsuna yelled as hurriedly jumped over the railings on the second floor to land on the tiles of the living room.
"Otou-san and Okaa-san left me….do you know how it feels to be abandoned a second time?" the orange haired teen muttered as her heartbeat pumped faster and her breathing became heavier.
Ryohei widened his eyes. "Kyoko, I didn't mean to—"
"Liar!" Kyoko screamed as she clasped both hands over her ears, not wanting to hear his excuses.
"I-I don't want to be hurt anymore…" Tears streamed down her pale cheeks as she felt her legs growing weak, her mind swirled as darkness slowly overcame her.
"Kyoko!"
Ryohei screamed as he reached out for her but was too late as he was still in shock. But the orange haired teen had fallen back only to be caught by the brunet. Tsuna furrowed his brows as he adjusted the unconscious orange haired teen on his arms and carried her. The decimo gritted his teeth as he noticed the streaks of hot tears trailing down her face.
Again…he'd failed to prevent those tears escaping her honey browns.
"Ryohei-san…I'll bring her back to her room first. We'll talk about it in my office." Tsuna recommended to the sun guardian as he carried the Kyoko to her room.
"….I've made her extremely mad didn't I?" The boxer lowered his head in guilt as three pair of eyes were fixed on him in the decimo's office.
"Yes, you did. Oh and she even cried too." Count on the sadistic tutor to rub salt on your wound. Ryohei flinched and Tsuna sighed as he placed a hand over his palm, being the one used to his tutor's sadistic ways.
"I….I EXTREMELY HAVE TO PUNISH MYSELF AFTERALL!" The boxer raised his fist and was about to punch himself with all his power when Tsuna stood up and tried to convince him from beating himself up. Which…is also, by the way, going to leave bloodstains on his new and expensive carpets seeing how extreme he is.
"W-Wait Ryohei-san, don't be so hard on yourself. I'm sure there's an explanation to why Kyoko…err…." The young Mafioso scratched his cheek, uncertain on how he should say it to the older guardian.
"Hate this loudmouth to the point that she faints and cry?" Reborn continued his dame-student's explanation in his own strategic way.
Ryohei slumped down to his knees like a defeated boxer as the air grew heavy and dark, gloomy auras surround him.
"Reborn! Stop making it worse!" The brunet cringed as he could hear mutters of 'I should extremely die in the most extreme way possible' similar to the sound of despair as the sun guardian seemed to lost his extremeness.
"I'm just stating reality dame-Tsuna." The demon tutor shrugged as he crossed his legs nonchalantly.
"Just stop moping and tell us what happened between you two already." Reborn ordered to the turf head and he nodded silently.
"Kyoko and I….we're not really related by blood." The sun guardian breathed out with his grey orbs down-casted.
"Well, I can see that since it'd be creepy if Kyoko-chan started shouting 'extreme' all the time…." Byakuran said but was interrupted by a sharp jab with the elbow from the brunet.
"Oww…what was that for Tsu-chan?~" The white head whined as he placed a hand on his side dramatically. The decimo clicked his tongue as he knew that the other boss was merely pretending to be hurt.
"Shut the hell up or I'm going to kick you out of the room." Tsuna half whispered irritated as he glared daggers at the white head.
"Ahaha, what makes you think that I'll listen to you, Tsunayoshi-kun?~" The white head answered merrily as he started turning himself on the chair, making him look like a happy-go-lucky 5-year old.
"—Without marhsmallows…." The brunet added and smirked as the Millefiore boss stopped abruptly and looked at him as if the young Mafioso had just committed bloody murder.
"I sincerely apologized and will behave myself from now on, please continue your story." The marshmallow addict said with a straight face.
"I first met her eight years ago in the orphanage…." The sun guardian sighed as he recalled.
"Kyoko-chan, from now on, this will be your new home, dear." The very caring lady told her as she led the little orangenette to a room full of young kids around her age before leaving the room herself as she was called by her co-workers. Though, her caramels didn't even bother to scan the room because she knew that 'they' weren't there. The orange haired teen proceeded to sat on one corner of the room and hugged her legs closer to herself.
'If Kyoko becomes a good girl, maybe….otou-san and okaa-san will—'
"EXTREME!" Kyoko almost jumped when she heard the energetic voice close to her. She looked up hesitantly and was met with a white haired boy who grinned widely.
"My EXTREME name is Ryohei! What's yours?!" Ryohei half-screamed to the orange haired teen who could only blinked in return.
A/N: Hmm so, this chapter was a little delayed since I recently published a 2795 oneshot...*sigh* they really need more love. I'm glad the readers liked Leon in the last chapter cause I'm just dying to write that scene for some reason! x)
Don't forget to review so that I know what needs to be improved in the fic. Suggestions will be considered. :)