Word Count: 504
Ages: Kurama- 15
Tsuna- 13
Gokudera- 14
"Our entire life - consists ultimately in accepting ourselves as we are."
~Jean Anouilh
Kurama folded his arms across his chest as he frowned at the boys in front of him. Tsuna was half naked again and covered in scraps and small burns. The other boy seemed to have fared better physically, however, he was alternating between glaring at Kurama and looking admiringly at Tsuna.
That would not do.
He knew what Reborn was doing. He knew that they might work it out later in life and this Gokudera boy would probably become a strong and loyal guardian for Tsuna.
However, that was in the future.
This was now.
As it stood right now, that rash personality combined with the hero worship would get his brother in trouble.
Or worse, get him severely hurt.
Kurama was not going to allow that.
He sighed, unfolding his arms slowly.
If Reborn was going to play that game, then he might as well join.
"Tsuna, go get changed." He held out a bag containing an extra uniform. He had ordered several more for his brother when it became clear the whole losing his clothes thing would become a normal activity.
Gokudera bristled like an angry cat, but before he could say anything Tsuna had darted forward and grabbed the bag before heading off to the nearest bathroom. The silver haired boy tried to follow, but Kurama pinned him in place with a narrowed eyed look. He froze, eyes widening before tightening in anger.
Kurama observed him for a moment trying to decide how he would handle this situation. As Gokudera grew more flustered and frustrated under his stare he finally made a decision.
"Gokudera Hayato, I noticed you don't seem to have any family or guardians in the country. In fact, there is no record of family history at all nor is there any record of your living conditions."
Gokudera tensed, his fingers most likely searching for the hidden dynamite on his person. Kurama ignored him.
"Where do you live, Gokudera-kun? It's mandatory for the school to have your address for emergencies. We also need a way to contact your parents or guardians."
"That's none of your business!"
Kurama paused listening as Tsuna shuffling footsteps halted, just around the corner. He softened his voice slightly, feeling genuine pity for the boy's current plight.
"Do you have a home yet, Gokudera-kun?"
Before Gokudera could even open his mouth to retort, Tsuna swept in eyes wide and full of irresistible kindness. "What!? Gokudera-kun, you don't have a home?!"
"T-Tenth! I…! W-Well!"
"Shuichi-nii can he stay with us?!"
"N-no way… I couldn't!"
"Of course, Tsuna." Kurama smiled gently at his little brother.
Mission accomplished. Now he could keep a better eye on the other boy and hopefully help him straighten out his issues. It would be a long road, but Kurama managed to find his self-worth while living with the Sawadas, so he was sure Gokudera could too.
Thus, the Sawada household gained its first, of many, freeloader.
Nana was thrilled.
Kurama's looking out for his brother again. XD Also, it was never really stated in canon where Gokudera lived (I always assumed it was under Tsuna's bed), so there you go. Now Kurama can keep an eye on him.
Can the Sawada household handle it? Place your bets!