Who has the Compatibility for Marriage?!

Part 12

Yamamoto Takeshi, the Vongola Decimo's Rain Guardian, was being pursued by a girl.

Normally this wouldn't be a problem for the nineteen-year-old man, but he was almost certain this girl was crazy. Many of the women he'd met were sweet, kind, sometimes shy, or flirtatious and he pursued them in return most of the time. He was a bit of a notorious flirt but was never one to go too far and hurt their feelings. But this girl was different. All he'd done was smile at her and she suddenly went on a tirade about wedding color schemes and what they would name their children.

He ran. She chased.

He ran further. She somehow kept up with him.

He said he wasn't interested. She stole his car.

She was absolutely batshit crazy and Yamamoto had no idea how to escape.

He was currently in a predicament of how to get rid of her and had gone to Tsuna for help. He'd been stealthy in approaching his boss, but she somehow knew where he was. At. All. Times. And he was starting to fear, just the smallest amount, for his safety. He'd made it to Tsuna's office, unfortunately with the girl at his heels, and with the way she was currently looking at his friend and boss, he started to fear for Tsuna's safety as well. Too bad the naive, sweet, brunette boy couldn't tell as he smiled softly at the angry red-head that stood between them.

Tsuna still had a false belief that most women were harmless, tender maidens who needed to be protected. And it was about to bite him in the ass. He smiled tenderly at the young woman who glowered in return before feeling a stinging pain in his nose.

She'd punched him.

Tsuna had pulled back just enough to avoid severe damage but she'd made enough contact for it hurt just the slightest bit. Yamamoto watched in horror and shock as his boss staggered back a step, a shocked and confused look on his face. Yamamoto wasn't sure what the heir had done, but somehow he'd ticked off the crazy woman enough to earn a blow to the nose. There was no blood, just a slight redness to the bridge, and Tsuna sniffling a bit with watery eyes. He wasn't crying, just an after effect of being hit where he was. He was about to jump forward and apologize but was caught off guard when Tsuna laughed.

"That's a good right hook you've got there," he said with a beaming smile.

Yamamoto watched, impressed, as the girl slowly relaxed at the charismatic smile. Somehow the boy had a talent for disarming then recruiting people who once wished him harm. Varia, the Shimon Family, and even a recent addition of a small-time English gang to name a few. And normally Yamamoto would be happy to have these new additions to their ever-growing Famiglia, but this girl was a huge no-no. Stepping forward, Yamamoto bowed to his longtime friend.

"I'm sorry about her, Tsuna! I'll take her out and have a talk," Yamamoto straightened and gave Tsuna a look. His friend gave a close-eyed smile and nodded his understanding as the Rain led the girl from the room.

Tsuna went back to his desk and plopped into his seat before he laughed softly to himself. "Poor Yamamoto looks like he got shackled by a clingy one."

When he finally came back, Tsuna was still at his desk rifling through various expense reports. He looked up to see his Rain Guardian entering looking tired and disheveled. Yamamoto gave a tired, half-hearted smile as he sat down before Tsuna's desk. His head dropped into his hands before running them through his already mussed hair. Tsuna watched him with a calm and patient smile as his friend finally sighed and looked at him.

"She's crazy."

Tsuna nodded.

"Really crazy."

Tsuna nodded again.

"Please, for the love of God, save me."

Tsuna couldn't help the laugh that escaped him but he nodded all the same. "Anything for my friends."

Yamamoto gave him a relaxed yet still tired smile at Tsuna's bubbly laugh and sat back. "Last week, she chased off another girl I was talking to. We weren't even flirting, just a pleasant conversation as I ordered a cup of coffee. Then she followed me home. I've tried everything to get her to back off, but she's convinced we're getting married."

Tsuna stared bug-eyed and twitched nervously in his seat. 'So she's not just clingy, she's being territorial.' He almost laughed again but managed to just smile pityingly. "Well, I'm not too sure how I can help, but I'll do my best. Maybe we can bring Chrome in to use her illusions to twist her fancy onto someone else?" Tsuna was mostly talking to himself and leaned back with a hand to his chin, thinking.

Yamamoto opened, then closed his mouth with a sigh and shake of his head. "Won't work. I asked Chrome and she said, and I quote, 'I don't mess with crazy. That's how people die'."

Tsuna snorted then hastily covered his mouth with a hand to muffle the sound. "Sorry," he said seeing Yamamoto look at him with lost hope. "Uh, then, well…" He was at a loss. With no way to think of a way to help his friend, Tsuna just shrugged.

Yamamoto's shoulders slumped. He leaned forward in his seat and rested his chin on his palm looking like a kicked puppy. They sat there for a while, Tsuna eventually going back to paperwork as he tried to solve his friend's conundrum in the back of his mind when Yamamoto suddenly jumped from his seat and slammed his hands on the desk.

"I've got it!" Yamamoto yelled excitedly as he looked at Tsuna with a glint in his eyes.

Tsuna swallowed nervously. "Uh, got what?" He shouldn't have asked.

"You," Yamamoto smirked mischievously.

"Uh, me?" Tsuna was sure he could see his life flash before his eyes.

"Yep! You, Tsuna! I need you to charm her." Yamamoto gave his friend a beaming, toothy grin and Tsuna felt a cold finger run down his spine.

He shivered. "Um, I? Uh, what?" He felt like a holy light had entered his office when the door was suddenly slammed open by a heavy foot.

"Useless Tsuna!" Reborn called, his right hand held a thick manilla envelope, his left occupied by Bianci's hold.

Tsuna's hope was immediately dashed as Reborn immediately noticed how Yamamoto leaned over his desk with a wide smile and shining eyes. "Tell me," he said without hesitation.

Tsuna could feel his tutor's and friend's sadism swell as they locked eyes. "Yamamoto is having trouble with a girl-"

"I need Tsuna to steal her attention!" Yamamoto cut him off cheerily.

Bianci's attention was caught by the conversation and she let Reborn's hand go to approach the desk with a smile. "Having romantic troubles, Takeshi?"

Yamamoto laughed and rubbed the back of his head shyly. "Well, yeah. She's kind of nuts."

"This is the mafia, Yamamoto. Everyone is kind of nuts," Reborn said as he lay the envelope on Tsuna's desk.

Tsuna picked it up curiously and inspected it for some kind of trap before opening it. The conversation continued around him as he inspected the contents with furrowed brows. Not paying attention to his surroundings, would be his downfall this time around.

"Then it's decided. Alright, Tsuna?" Reborn said, noticing the young heir's inattentiveness.

"Yeah, sure," he said without thinking. Realizing he'd agreed to something he wasn't aware of, he looked up at his tutor curiously. "But, what exactly?"

Reborn gave him a twisted smile that had Tsuna panicking immediately. "Don't worry about it, I'll handle it."

Tsuna felt sweat at the back of his neck as his tutor's smile turned dark and unholy. "Oh no-"

"Yamamoto, come with me. We'll discuss the details in my room. Bianci, you're with Tsuna." Reborn said and turned to the door.

Tsuna floundered and tried to get his tutor's attention, but he was out the door with Yamamoto hot on his heels.

"Sorry, Tsuna!" Yamamoto called as he closed the office door behind his retreating back.

Tsuna looked at Bianci and felt his heart drop into his toes at the look on her face. She had that dreaming look in her eyes that she always got when she tried playing matchmaker. He felt the sweat at his back building. "Um, Bianci?" He asked nervously, effectively cutting the woman from her daydreaming.

"Right, we need to get started immediately." Bianci clapped her hands together and pulled out her phone to start typing on it.

Tsuna was so confused as he stared at her now serious expression. "Um, Bianci? What do you mean, by getting started? Getting started on what?"

She ignored him until she turned towards him, shoving her phone in his face. "You've seen her, what color would she like best?"

Tsuna blinked at the images on the screen as realization dawned on him with horrifying clarity. "WAIT! BIANCI!" He screeched and jumped back, crashing to the floor on his butt with a squeal. "NO WAY! PLEASE NO WAY! I DON'T WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS!" He crawled back as she followed him until his back hit the bookcase along the wall.

"Oh, it'll be fine. Just cooperate. What does she look like? I'll pick it out myself," she said and began scrolling through the images of wedding dresses.

"No! No way in Hell!" Tsuna desperately fought against what was going to be the worst decision of his life. If he helped Bianci, he may end up marrying the woman that punched him only hours earlier, if he didn't he may just have a chance to get away from all this craziness. But no luck, as Bianci fixed him with a look that clearly said 'you don't have a choice' and Tsuna felt all his hopes for a peaceful life with a beautiful woman he loved to go down the drain. "AGHH!" He yelled while viciously mussing his own hair.

Bianci simply continued to ignore him and scroll through her phone.

And to top it all off, he still had a date with the Nevrus girl.

When the day was finally coming to a close, Tsuna returned to his room to find Reborn waiting for him. The hitman was older than he was years before, he now stood tall, broad, strong and Tsuna watched him with suspicion as he entered his room. He trusted the man, but Reborn was first and foremost a Hitman, and Tsuna was not one to forget.

Reborn sat at a small table on the balcony, a cup of steaming espresso before him, and a cup of tea waiting for Tsuna. The hitman tilted his head to the side, showing an attractive profile as he waited for Tsuna to join him at the table. He noticed the heir's wariness and smirked, proud of what the young man had become while simultaneously mourning the loss of the innocence that was once there. The happiness Tsuna once showed when he saw Reborn was replaced by suspicion and while Reborn was glad of it, he also missed how close they once were. He removed his hat and motioned for Tsuna to take the seat across from him.

Tsuna smiled almost sadly and began to unbutton his cuffs and jacket while shaking his head. "Didn't you tell me, more than once, that a Boss doesn't sit when told? A Boss sits when he wants to and is the one making the other sit."

Reborn quirked a brow, it was an old lesson, but one that had stuck obviously. Tsuna was quick to follow Reborn's instructions, once upon a time, and now he was growing into his own. He was proud. He would never say it out loud. "Very good, Tsuna. At least some of my lessons are sticking."

Tsuna shrugged off his jacket and pulled his tie free before sitting across from his tutor at the intimate table. He was still tense as he observed Reborn take a sip of his coffee. "What nightmare are you pulling me through now, Reborn?" He asked sarcastically with a roll of his eyes. Tsuna picked up his cup of hot green tea but didn't drink. Instead, he waited for Reborn to speak as the meeting was clearly wanted by him.

"Is it not the responsibility of the Boss to watch out for his people? Keep them happy and safe?" Reborn watched Tsuna nod, still wary of him. Reborn smirked again. "Then you won't mind our plan to rid Yamamoto of a certain young lady's company?"

Tsuna sighed and refused to answer, choosing to finally sip at his tea.

Reborn sighed and shook his head. "The plan is for you to chase her off, not for you to win her over. Press her as aggressively as she has pressed your Guardian, that's all."

"And you think that'll work?" Tsuna asked incredulously.

Reborn nodded with another sip of coffee. "Absolutely. A young woman like that is guaranteed to be scared off by an aggressive advance. If they can dish it, they can never take it. Remember?"

Tsuna nodded his understanding. It was a common phrase he'd heard throughout his lessons and experiences with older mobsters. Sighing in resignation, Tsuna looked out beyond the balcony and to the setting sun. "What do I have to do?"

Reborn felt his pride swell. Tsuna had certainly grown and with the way he was looking out at the purple sky, he knew he was no longer as needed as he had been. Leaning forward, he spoke of his plans while Tsuna smiled mechanically. "What's wrong?" Reborn finally asked after the third robot nod from Tsuna.

Tsuna leaned back, the picture of careless ease, and looked away with a grim expression. "I don't like the idea of messing with a girl's feelings."

Reborn snorted. "That's not it, is it?"

Tsuna shook his head, his mouth twisting almost painfully. "It's just if Grandpa hears about this, who's to say he won't push it? He's so desperate to get me hitched and I'm just scared of his reaction. Reborn I-" Tsuna ran his hands through his hair with a sigh.

Reborn took a moment to look over the young man that was still very much a teenager and chuckled. "I see, you're worried he'll make you marry her regardless."

Tsuna nodded. "I just know he'll be too happy to see me pursuing a woman aggressively like your plan has me doing."

"So what is it that you want, Tsuna?" Reborn watched the boy slouch and made a mental note to correct that later.

"I just want him to stop breathing down my neck and pushing so hard. It's just making me want to not find a partner at all." Tsuna laid his head down on the wrought iron tabletop and closed his eyes. "And he has to criticize my decisions every time I turn down one of his 'suggestions' and then get mad when I find a girl I actually like. It's like I'm fighting a losing battle."

Reborn watched Tsuna quietly as the boy continued to brood with his head down before turning to look over the scenery before the balcony. The forest was quiet, save for the calling of a few birds and the chirping of crickets, and the setting sun set it all awash in various shades of pink, purple, and gold. He took a sip of his espresso before returning his attention to Tsuna. "So tell him that."

"I did," Tsuna replied. "He said he would sell my hand if I didn't choose someone asap." He groaned as he slowly pushed his head up and rested his chin on his crossed arms. "He said he wouldn't enjoy it, but he'd do whatever necessary to ensure the survival of the Family. I guess that means Primo's bloodline by extension as well." He watched Reborn nod in understanding. "But Dad said," he paused as he watched Reborn quirk a brow at him in surprise. "He said that I'm the one who really gets the final say. Grandpa would do anything to keep me happy because I'm the one who is going to determine the future of this Family. So, I don't really know what to think about everything and how I want to deal with it."

Reborn looked mildly troubled as he gazed at his student with sharp eyes. He'd enjoyed it when he was having a hard time, but the stress he was under now was not something he could enjoy. "Well, Iemitsu is both right and wrong. Especially if Nono is already threatening to arrange your marriage."

Tsuna grimaced and coughed. "Well, what do you think?"

Reborn didn't answer. Opting to instead turn away and watch the last bits of light dance across the leaves of the trees. The lamps along the building's exterior and the walls lit up one by one, casting the gradually darkening property in soft yellow light.

Tsuna realized the hitman wasn't going to give him an answer and sighed in defeat. "Alright, Reborn. I'll do what you want and deal with the consequences later. I'm going to shower and head to bed. I'll speak to you tomorrow." He pushed up from the table as Reborn continued to sit and watch the now dark forest.

"How did your date with Nevrus' daughter go?" Reborn asked suddenly, making Tsuna stop mid-step.

Tsuna sighed and shook his head. "She's… Weird."

"Weird how?" Reborn turned his gaze back to Tsuna.

"Just," Tsuna was at a loss for words as he thought back to the very strange date he'd had just an hour earlier. "She's a bit, how should I say it, eccentric?"

Reborn smiled to himself. "An example would be?"

"Strong, negative feelings about K-Pop for some reason I still don't understand and obsessed with pink; her entire outfit today was a very bright, almost neon pink. The clothes were so frilly I was worried it was going to swallow her whole. And when she sat down and the ruffles blocked her face." Tsuna pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

Reborn choked on his coffee. "Okay."

"Okay? That's all you've got for me?" Tsuna asked with a twisted grimace on his face. "You do understand that normal people don't wear clothes that literally eat them in front of you?

Reborn just shook his head with a smirk.

Tsuna gave up after that and continued on his quest for a shower. Gathering his clothes from the walk-in closet, he turned one last time to see Reborn had returned to watching the scenery while Tsuna entered the bathroom. He didn't hear what Reborn muttered quietly to himself as the door clicked closed.

Tsuna sat with Yamamoto on a bench in the garden as they discussed their plans to get rid of his admirer, laughing to themselves as they joked about the girl's possible reactions. They turned their heads sharply as they heard footsteps approaching and saw said young woman approaching them with her chin up. Tsuna immediately felt the air around her breathing nothing but haughty condescension as she stopped before them.

She stared down at Tsuna for a solid three seconds before smirking and redirecting her attention to the Rain Guardian. "My Love, I have wonderful news!"

Yamamoto and Tsuna looked at each other nervously.

"My father has approved. Our wedding will be next Spring. Isn't it exciting?" She gazed down at him with shining eyes as she delivered the news. "We'll do a lovely chocolate fountain and a sponge cake and-"

Yamamoto stared incredulously at the girl. "I- What even? Since when?" Yamamoto was at a loss for words as the girl continued on her daydreaming tirade.

Tsuna sat there shocked as the girl suddenly turned angry. "What is wrong with her?" Tsuna asked as he turned to Yamamoto disrupting her spiel about pink carnations.

"What is wrong with me?!" She yelled at Tsuna before turning her attention onto Yamamoto. "YOU PROPOSED!" She shrieked in his face.

Yamamoto recoiled and held up his hands in defense. "I never proposed. I'm way too young to be getting married. And honestly, I don't even know your name." He tried to laugh off her growing hysterics but she kept on.

Tsuna deadpanned at his friend as he realized he too did not know the woman's name. "Um," he tried to interject but the woman wouldn't stop to breathe.

"You spineless spineless coward! Dragging me on like this! You should be ashamed of yourself! How dare you try to weasel your way out of a commitment! You promised we would be together forever and this is how you end up treating me!"

Tsuna tuned her out as he watched his friend grow red with slowly mounting anger. Not wanting him to explode on someone he thought was seriously mentally ill, Tsuna rose to his feet and grasped the girl gently by her upper arm. "Why don't we take a break. Come with me and we'll get you some water. I'm sure this was all just a misunderstanding." Tsuna gave her a disarming smile that shocked her into following him away from a seething Yamamoto.

Taking a seat under a nearby gazebo with a pond nearby, Tsuna let the 'bride-to-be' sit for a moment as he watched the Koi swim in lazy circles. The fish noticed him as he knelt by the water and reached to run his finger along the back of one bright orange, black, and white Koi that was almost as long as his arm. The fish let him touch it then circled back for more and he indulged it.

"Aren't they slimy?"

Tsuna turned towards the voice to see the 'bride-to-be' was looking at him with a dejected look as she rested her chin on the back of her closed fist. Her elbow was on the table as she watched him with sad eyes. "No, they're not. They're actually smooth, like marble." He smiles when she scoffs. "They can be very friendly fish if they get enough positive attention. They like to be pet too, like any cat or dog would."

She gets up slowly, her eyes are red-rimmed and swollen from her crying and she kneels down beside Tsuna. She watches as the same fish swims under the touch of his finger, again and again, the other fish copying and being pet by the solitary digit piercing the surface. She copies him, but places only her fingertip in the water and braces as the fish begin swimming up to get a touch from her as well. She squeaks in surprise when the first one touches her finger and yanks her hand from the water.

Tsuna can't help the laugh that escapes him and covers his mouth to try to stop the sound further. He sticks his finger back in the water without sparing her another glance with a soft smile. "You know," he says gently, not wishing to make her upset with him. "Yamamoto is a good guy, but he really isn't ready to settle down. I'm not saying this to try to separate you two, but because you don't deserve to get hurt over someone who isn't ready to commit."

She watches him warily from the corner of her eye as he swirls his finger in the water for the fish to chase in a small circle. "Why do you care?" She saw him frown.

He huffed a breath and shrugged. "I probably shouldn't, but I have a tendency to care about everyone and everything. Even when they don't want me to." He smiled again. "I'm a notorious worry-wort, according to my tutor." He stood up and offered her his hand.

She took it slowly and he walked her back to the gazebo where they sat down next to each other on the bench. He released her hand and she sighed to herself. "I'm in love with him."

"How can you be in love with someone you don't know?" Tsuna gazed at her curiously.

She stared back at him. Their eyes holding each other in a silent battle of wills before he smiled that disarming smile again. She felt her heart jump and she looked away. "I just do."

"But really, how can you?" Tsuna gave her a pointed stare. "Don't you have to know something about them first? Doesn't there need to be a reason why?"

She chewed on her lip, not wanting to admit he was right. She watched him as he readjusted his sitting position to lean back on the bench, an arm draped over the back, and looked out over the garden. She mapped the contours of his face and noticed how the sun seemed to glow softly when it touched his cheekbones. His angular face was appealing, strong, and smooth with a jutted chin followed by the long column of his throat. She didn't know how long she stared, but at some point, he noticed and turned to her with a close-eyed smile and she was immediately blown away.

She found Yamamoto to be attractive, no doubt about it, but it was different from what she found in Tsuna. She averted her gaze and began to fidget with her fingers, the familiar feeling of her heart beating in her throat, threatening to choke her. This was more sudden than even she was used to, having watched Yamamoto for several weeks before allowing her crush to truly take hold of her. She felt his eyes on her as she tried desperately to ignore the weight of his gaze. He was so intense she felt herself drowning in his presence.

Tsuna watched as her breath hitched and she turned further away from him. He assumed she felt some semblance of shame from his earlier questions. Looking away from her silhouette, he watched a pair of birds grooming each other in a tree a little ways away. He smiled to himself as he watched the pair, most likely a mated pair. He noticed she turned to look at him again but didn't pay her any mind until he realized she had leaned over to stare at him closely. Turning, they locked eyes, soft hazel meeting blue-green, and stared at one another for several moments before he finally noticed the blush dusting her cheeks.

Oh no.

Oh, no no no nonononononono.

He began to panic. He had somehow, inadvertently, of course, caught her affections and had no idea what to do now. No girl, none, should fall for a guy as easily as she did. The panic began to claw its way up his throat and his air was restricted to slight gasping as his heartbeat pounded painfully in his chest.

She mistook his sudden panic for her similar reaction of attraction and smiled. Leaning forward more she noticed him stiffen as she lightly, oh so lightly, traced her lips over his. When he didn't push her away, she assumed it meant he didn't mind and pressed further. It was another light brushing, firmer than the first with a more solid connection between lips, but still not quite a kiss.

Tsuna had no idea what to do. His mind and his body had frozen at her actions. Silently he prayed someone would come and end the moment between the pair. Anyone. Literally anyone.

"Tsunayoshi-san?"

Okay, maybe not anyone.

His female companion had pulled away at the sudden intrusion and was hiding her face behind her thick red curls.

He looked up into the big, bright hazel eyes of Kobayashi Miku.

Oh God, anyone but her.

A/N: Uh oh! Poor Tsuna! What will he do? What will Miku do? What is the redhead's name? so many questions have yet to be answered. And the ball? What's gonna happen then? Stay tuned for more!

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