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"London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down. London bridge is falling down, my fair lady."
It has been a while since they were saved from the mad people with long syringes filled with weird colored liquid. And he has been rooming with code number 100, the white haired guy with beautiful lavender colored eyes.
He was always smiling, just like the way he did when he was brought into the dark cell he had been at before. Code number 84 had always wondered why he was smiling despite the screams he heard from him while he was experimented inside the next room where he could hear #100 clearly.
"You've been singing that since we got here. What song is that?" Number 84 asked.
Number 100 grinned at him and bounced over to his bed, which 84 willingly made room for him.
"It's called ' London Bridge Is Falling Down'! Aria told me about that song when I was little! She said that the song was actually about sacrificed children just to build the London bridge. As the song goes, London bridge falls down and they try to build it up in many different ways but it still falls! So they buried the children to make the bridge!" Number 100 happily explained.
Number 84 shuddered at that. They used children to build a bridge? They buried the children to build the bridge?
"Some even says that they can see the children's faces on the bridge~" he added with a creepy smile that just made 84 shudder worse.
"W-why were you singing that song then?" He asked number 100.
"Hmm, I don't really know myself! I just felt like singing it! Because it's just the same! The world will fall, and it needs a sacrifice to keep the world safe! But don't worry, he will build it with love and compassion. He will chase away the evil. He will save the world for sure!" Number 100 said and hugged the other.
84 didn't know how to react to what 100 said. Number 100 has always been weird, always saying unusual and creepy things that seems to be accurate at some moments. There was also that one guy that's creepy, he was code 69, but he thinks that he doesn't even came close on par with 100's weirdness.
"S-so, who is this He? If you mean about God, I don't believe in him. I mean he let us suffer in that hell hole..." 84 said.
"No, no. Just some saint. I've never met him but Aria always spoke about him! With his brows furrowed and fists swung in a semblance of a prayer. That's him. Aria never gave him a name. She just always said him, and I don't know but I just know she's talking about him. Him that I don't know his name." 100 said.
Strangely, 100 went into a trance, like remembering something. At times like this, his face would go unnaturally serious that 84 wasn't used to even if he did it several times.
Number 84 doesn't understand the quote. What did it mean? His brows furrowed? His fists swung like a prayer? A person wishing to end a war? Can this person ever save them if he actually exist?
But 100 said he will save the world for sure. Does that mean he exists?
Unknowingly, 84 started to hope. To believe that such person exists.
A knock then resounded in their room. The door revealing the kind man who brought them in that room. 100 peered at the man curiously as 84 was still wary. The person still had some kind of an intimidating aura despite his relaxed, caring manner.
"Number 100? Someone wants to meet you. Ah–don't worry, it's just the boss. He wants to speak to you just for a few minutes. Also at the same time, you kiddo, you will go to the infirmary to get checked again." The man gestured for them two to come with him.
100 just jumped off the bed and willingly followed the man. 84 trailed after him silently.
"Do you guys remember your names?" The man asked them.
Honestly, 84 had been at his cell since he was six and he was called code number 84 for almost 9, 10 years so he doesn't really remember. Maybe 100 remembers because he's only been there for 2 years? Or was it only a year?
"I don't remember..." he said. There was a hint of sadness that flickered within the man's eyes. 84 didn't even know how he knew it was sadness. The man gave him a kind smile like he always do and gently patted his head.
"It's fine. I'm sorry I asked. But you'll know soon. Just wait for the boss. What about you number 100?" The man asked.
"I think it was bya-something. I don't remember! But I think it was Japanese! Well I remember my mother being Japanese. My father was Italian! My mother, I don't remember but I have a friend who was like a mother to me! Her name was Aria! And she had a daughter who was about here years younger than me. I don't really remember their faces anymore. The strange liquids made my memories jumbled." 100 babbled like his usual again.
It was the first time 84 knew that 100 was half-japanese. To think about it, he never actually asked.
"Well, you might be meeting your father soon." The man said and suddenly 100 stopped walking.
84 was confused by the sudden pause so he looked at his friend. And he was shocked to see a scared, terrified expression on the usually smiling face that 100 had. His arms shook. His body was trembling as his eyes became clouded as if he remembered something.
"No. No!"
There was chaos that ensued after that.
...
Sasagawa Ryohei came to class unnaturally quiet the next day after Tsunayoshi's and Hayato's hospitalization. The class even shut up on their own when their teacher came in so silently.
"Guys, I've got bad news. Sawa and Gokudera won't be joining us for a while. Both of them got caught up in an accident yesterday. Both are still unconscious. But don't worry. The doctor said they will be fine." Ryohei said.
"Sensei! Can you tell us what happened?" one student raised their hand.
"Sensei! Can we visit them?" Another one.
"Sensei! Should we make a 'get well' letter for them?" And another one again.
Ryohei just simply smiled at them, feeling better that his students cared for their new classmates. Their worried and surprised faces told him well.
His eyes flickered to Tsuna's friend, Miura. And her always emotionless, professional face were replaced with horrified and worried face. She was looking at her desk, pondering over something. He don't think the both injured students can have visitors that's not a family but maybe, they would give an exception for her if he asked.
"I'm sorry. I can't tell you anything because it was a very bad accident and I don't honk it will be mentioned in the news either. You won't be able to visit them for now because their states are not yet okay for people to visit them. But I think it's okay to make a get well letter for the both of them." Ryohei told them.
"Why don't we use the gakkatsu* time at the last period to make a letter? There's not really much to do at that time. I was also planning to make it a free time today so we can use it." Ryohei said to them and agreeing voices resounded inside the classroom.
"Well then, let's start the homeroom!"
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"Miura."
Haru's head snapped up to look at her homeroom teacher, Sasagawa Ryohei. He had a sad, apologetic smile on his face. She didn't understand why he looked so guilty. Was he somehow a reason to Tsunayoshi's accident? She doesn't know.
"Let's talk. I'll tell you about Sawa. And maybe also visit him together later." Haru have him a surprised look.
"S-sensei, will that be okay?" She asked. He only gave her a nod with a reassuring smile.
Ryohei watched how her emotions changed her expressions as he explained the situation to Haru. He occasionally checked if someone was listening in, stopping if he noticed one, then continuing after giving a warning glance at some students who dared to come close.
After the explanation, Haru had a blank expression on her face.
"H-he's fine right? He will wake up right, sensei?" She asked the older.
To be honest, he didn't really know. The doctor mentioned that Sawa was somehow in some kind of a self-recuperation comatose state or something of sorts. Even Gokudera. He doesn't know how long it will take even if the doctors said he might wake up in a few days. Not when the said person had supposedly slept for three years, almost impossible to be awoken.
"...the doctor said he might in a few days." Ryohei said.
Haru stared at him for a few seconds, her lips in a thin straight line, her eyes blank, her expression nothing. She then nodded shortly, nothing more.
"Fong-sensei will pick you up later in the classroom. He's also assigned to check on Sawa and Gokudera." Ryohei said, his student once again only nodding shortly without any word.
"Well then."
And Haru went back to her own seat, the school bell ringing a few moments later.
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Nana was confused when she had met Kanako within the hospital.
They have not met each other since their encounter within Tsuna's hospital room. Nana had did her best to not somehow cross paths with the other because she can't seem to stop being so unbelievably jealous that Tsuna had woken but her son yet to.
And Kanako looked disheveled like she had been before. Despite looking better before.
"Nana." The other had addressed.
"Kana." Nana replied.
Nana looked very worn out but definitely better than before, Kanako knew it was the influence of Ieyoshi's presence. A company can make changes to a person even it's just a tiny difference. Those changes were clear on the young mother.
"You look..." Nana trailed off.
"Yeah, I know. Tsuna's hospitalized again. He got into an accident." Kanako said.
Nana didn't say anything at that. She was surprised because Tsunayoshi had just woken up. And was also equally surprised at the bubbling pleased emotion within her. How could she be pleased at the misfortune of a friend's child?
"Is he fine?" Nana asked.
"He's okay. What about Ietsuna-kun? Has he been fine?" Kanako asked.
"He's just like the usual. But I think he's looking better that he has his brother to visit him." Nana answered with a smile that Kanako couldn't help but feel...fake.
"That's great to hear." Kanako said.
The both of them settled in silence.
Nana doesn't understand. She and Kanako hade been on good terms before. But within these three years, they just seem to have drifted away from each other, gaining new kind of emotions over the other.
Nana wonders when will the dark lingering emotion within her heart disappear.
"Then, until next time again?" Kanako asked her with a smile that Nana had recognized as one of the smiles she had always used on certain people. The somewhat calm, maybe a little bit cold yet not, short smile.
She only smiled like that to the people she was uncomfortable with.
"Yes. Until then." Nana said.
She couldn't muster up a real smile, only ending up with a smile that looked artificial and strained.
She wonders, how long would it be until that warmth that Kanako gave her were completely gone? They were only a speck now...
...
"Repeat that again."
Ieyoshi raised a brow at Reborn but didn't voice out his questions but did as his tutor had told him.
"I said that basing on the remnants of the Namimori Junior High School's backyard, Gokudera Hayato was using some explosives, possibly dynamites. We also found a semi-automatic pistol handgun that had the markings, 'G.H.', so we know tha it belongs to Hayato. We also found some exploded bullet shells that were some special type of metal. We never seen that kind of bullet before so presumably it's a self-made bullet." Ieyoshi paused to look at Reborn's expression, which was still blank.
"Because of that, we're also thinking that some of the exploded grounds might be caused by that special unspecified bullet." He ended.
Reborn started pacing around the living room while Ieyoshi followed him with his eyes. The hitman had his arms crossed over his chest with a focused look on his face. The mafia heir wanted to have some kind of clue on the hitman's thoughts but doesn't have any hint of it. But he was sure that he's definitely thinking that there was something off about what he just recited.
Ieyoshi looked back at the paper on his hand and to the papers scattered on the low-table of the living room.
His eyes accidentally flickered over the damage that was inflicted on Sawa Tsunayoshi, his medical records. Then it clicked in his mind.
"It's really suspicious. And very confusing." Reborn said and stopped his pacing. He plopped himself beside Ieyoshi and snatched the paper on his hand. Ieyoshi didn't really mind because he was now focused on the medical record of Tsunayoshi.
"...bruises, scabs, cuts, the burn on his back and dislocated shoulder. The injury on his head..." Ieyoshi mumbled as he read through the paper.
"What are the chances that a civilian can dodge a bullet aimed by a professional hitman?" Reborn asked his student.
"...almost to none unless they're extremely lucky. Reborn, the number of the bullet shells we found on the grounds are too many for a civilian like Tsunayoshi to dodge by chance. Even if we did suspect him being a Vongola with Hyper Intuition, this is impossible unless you're...trained." Ieyoshi said.
"A person who just woke up from a three year long comatose should not have this kind of capability unless 'Cielo Rosa' had somehow trained him when he was a child. But that would be wrong as he was 'kidnapped' and apparently was 'shot to death' but 'miraculously surivived' and ended up with a long term coma." Reborn said.
"I'm not really sure why we are so worked up over Sawa Tsunayoshi when you are supposed to be taking a vacation here in Namimori, not playing some kind of a detective and finding out this enigma of a boy who was supposed to be a 'civilian' and was not 'Vongola' but has 'Vongola' traits, biologically, especially the suspected Vongola Intuition and the Sky Flames paired up with that copy of a face." Reborn ran a hand through his hair, his fedora was placed on his knee.
"I'm also confused over this stuff, Reborn. To my defense, I didn't exactly wanted to be caught up by this mystery named Sawa Tsunayoshi. I just happened to bumped into him at the Namimori Hospital, pure coincidence. Then I was surprised by his resemblance and just thought that maybe he's Vongola because that uncanny resemblance is too much of a coincidence." Ieyoshi argued exasperatedly.
"But you don't just see someone looking like someone you know and just say that 'they're related' when you don't know if they 'are' actually related. Now we're in this predicament." Reborn said.
Ieyoshi huffed unbelievably at Reborn's attitude over this matter.
"Who was the one who 'agreed' with my assumption again? Yes, you Reborn. You even told me that he had 'sky flames' and you revealed that they were unbelievably strong and 'pure high density' that was unusual for some 'untapped civilian'. So now we're somehow caught up in this mess of a mind numbing puzzle." Ieyoshi scoffed.
"I won't deny that but you were the one who pursued him. Like a rabid fan girl waiting to pounce on her 'idol'." Reborn said.
"You encouraged me!" Ieyoshi childishly said.
Reborn let out a sigh and narrowed his eyes at his student.
"You're gonna have to work on your argumentation skills once again. I'm very disappointed." He said and Ieyoshi spluttered at him with his face turning red in anger.
"What the heck Reborn?! I hate you so much! You're such a jerk! You planned that didn't you! You planned that, you tricked me!!" Ieyoshi was now flailing his arms angrily and fuming at the man beside him.
Leon just came out of nowhere under Reborn's suit and as expected, transformed into the familiar mallet that has tortured Ieyoshi these past few years. It was brought down to his head like it always did.
"Come on, Baka-Yoshi. We need to go get Dino and send him to the airport, into the 'hands' of his subordinates he escaped from." Reborn said.
Ieyoshi nursed his head with small tears pricking on the corner of his eyes. These are the times he hated, really, really hated Reborn. Screw friendship, he want him gone. Like real gone. Freaking spawn of Satan! A merciless devil!
"I said come on. I can hear your thoughts." Reborn said and slapped the backside of Ieyoshi's head, again.
Ieyoshi crossed the limit of how a person can go red in anger thanks to the countless attacks on his poor, poor head. Well if he wasn't so angry, he would have realized that his head didn't hurt that much before.
Let's just stay silent about Reborn's way of caring after his student.
...
Wolf was watching his men clear out the mess that the Byakuran kid made. Speaking of the kid, Cheetah informed me that he was currently being calmed down by the dirty blond haired kid with his rain flames. (Panther said that the kid could do shapes with his flames. That was something he would need to check later.)
"What triggered this?" He asked the one who was supposed to escort the both teenagers.
"We were speaking about names that brought to 100's parents. I kind of commented that he might be meeting his father soon when he mentioned parents. He said he doesn't remember his mom and told that he had someone like a mother so just presumed that he only had a father and commented that. I didn't think that he would somehow act harshly at that...I'm sorry boss." The man said.
Well when Wolf came upon Byakuran's profile, he immediately asked for information about the Gesso if there such famiglia called that or anything that had that name.
He did found one. A minor famiglia that eventually faded out a few years ago. Byakuran's father was called Stefano Gesso, was married to a Japanese woman called Rin Seiryuu that somehow had unfounded background.
Anyways, Stefano was said to be...killed recently. By some famiglia called Balestro. Now that's a new name, Balestro.
This Balestro famiglia was new. Allied to some few famiglia that were also not that really known. The Balestro had many storms, just like some rip-off Tempesta famiglia. But the interesting thing was that, they were quite the inventors. 'Space-time' inventions were their kind of research. And obviously there were no kind of progress as inventing something that included space-time would be an impossible feat.
Back to Stefano. Apparently, Stefano 'stole' something important from them and he was killed to bring whatever that 'thing' was. There was no information about the stolen object. (Was it even an object?)
Gesso was kind of closely knitted to Giglio Nero. Stefano was cousin twice removed with Giglio Nero's ninth boss, Aria, by her father's side. Meaning, Byakuran was somehow related to Aria by blood.
Now that made sense why the kid seemed familiar. He remembered seeing him once at some mafia gathering. Wolf spoke a few words with the newly appointed ninth boss of Giglio Nero and he caught a glimpse of a young Byakuran with an equally young girl who held a strong resemblance to Aria.
He also remembered Aria saying some lines that she was worried for her many times removed nephew because he didn't really want to stay with his own father. Despite the obvious 'just made acquaintances' status of relationship, Aria had willingly expressed her personal troubles with him freely that time.
Aria never told him why Byakuran didn't want to stay with his own father but by the reaction just now, how the mention of Byakuran going to meet his father again just paints the whole picture that the teen was somehow abused as a child by his own father.
"Don't ever mention his parents to him ever again. But you can ask him about this mother figure he has. Right, a new thing. Keep away the children that were sold off for now and some children who were potentially abused as a child from their original families and add some extra counseling for them than the other kids." Wolf said.
"Make sure to check their backgrounds properly, everything, to avoid triggers like this–" Wolf gestured to the mess in front of him, "–and make sure to check about their capabilities. I know you've checked them once but I need you to check them twice, thrice, heck just do it quadruple times. Just check everything about them to be safe." He added.
"Yes, Sir." His subordinates answered.
He stroded out of the hall to the direction of the mansion's infirmary, where both Byakuran and his companion should be. He had also met Cheetah on the way with a phone in her hand.
"Rodent had called me that he's planning a big 'goodbye prank' with Lambo for the Bovino so he won't be back until tomorrow. Oh and he also wanted to discuss some things concerning about Ramon Bovino to you. He sounded serious, I wonder what's up with the Bovino boss." Cheetah told him.
"Never mind that, hav enough read the files I sent you? About the Byakuran kid?" Wolf asked her.
"Yup. Just to say, Giglio Nero Aria seemed to have been searching for Byakuran's whereabouts for a while. But then Stefano died and some stuff in her famiglia was in a disarray so she had paused the search for her nephew. So if you're worried about who's going to take custody of the brat, Aria seems willing enough." Cheetah said.
"I've already thought of that. I'm just curious about Stefano's death. It said that Balestro killed him because of what he stole. I just wonder what Stefano would steal from a space-time researcher famiglia. And I'm also getting for kind of vibes with the Balestro." Wolf said.
"Well, if we say researching...you just can't help but think that they might be connected with this whole fiasco. Anyways, I'm quite disturbed actually because Panther had figured out something." Cheetah said with a frown. Wolf raised a brow at her with a questioning look on his face.
"You know I told you that whatever famiglia that the Avidita had been affiliated been was researching on dying will flames, particularly on children. That the reason they had attacked Sawada Ietsuna and Tsunayoshi-sama was because of the possible sky flames." Cheetah said. Wolf nodded at that.
"Apparently, Byakuran is a Sky."
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"Don't you freaking come back here okay?" Ieyoshi told Dino.
Dino was grinning like an idiot at him. His hands were actually bound with rope and he even had a goddamn leash. Thank god there were at the private area so no one will be sending them weird looks.
"You know better that I will somehow find my way back here again Yoshi-kun~" Dino said happily. Ieyoshi fought the urge to bash Dino's head to make him go into a coma just to stop bothering him.
"As thanks, the Cavallone boss had sent this gift for you Decimo-sama. And also as an apology at the same time, for the trouble." Romario, who was somehow the official caretaker of Dino when he's supposed to be just an assistant for the future Cavallone boss, handed him a wrapped box.
"I appreciate the gift but I don't really think I need gifts over these things anymore Romario. I mean, I've been taking care of Dino for how long. It's already some kind of a daily thing so if you would just please say to Cavallone-san that he doesn't need to do this anymore." Ieyoshi said. Rather than the gifts, he would just rather make the Cavallone boss to lock up his child for god's sake.
"I'll relay him your message." Romario said.
Both Reborn and Ieyoshi watched Dino being dragged away while grinning and waving at them energetically. Dino even said 'I'll come back soon' and Reborn shot a bulletnear his feet for that. Ieyoshi was very thankful for that shot even if it won't exactly stop Dino whatsoever.
"You know, I'm getting the feeling that he will be bringing Bianchi next time he visits." Ieyoshi said.
"Gokudera is confined here. Maybe Bianchi will be the one to bring him here, not the other way round." Reborn said.
Ieyoshi sighed at that. "That means he'll be here in a few days again Reborn. Because I'm sure Bianchi won't just sit still and make poisons when she knows her brother is in the hospital." He said.
"I don't think so. I think it'd take her about a week and a half to come here because she's scared to face him. You heard from Gian about what happened to her and Gokudera. Even if Bianchi seems shameless to me with her advances, I know she's guilty and embarrassed to meet her own brother." Reborn said.
"I pity Hayato-kun...who would have thought that it was like that..." Ieyoshi said.
"Mafia families are always like that. You do know about Xanxus's story right? And about your guardian, Kaios? Most mafia families are damned, Ieyoshi. Be thankful that your family only ended up with Ietsuna in a coma...not a dead mother and brother." Reborn said.
Ieyoshi flinched harshly at that statement. Yeah, it wasn't impossible. He was thankful that he didn't exactly end up with a cold corpse of his brother. Though it seems better if you look at Ietsuna's weak form, barely clinging to life...
"I never wished to have a mafioso as a father." Ieyoshi said.
"I know that idiot. It was a mistake on your father to not think of the consequences of having a civilian family despite being a high-profiled mafioso." Reborn said.
Ieyoshi stared on his hands.
He thought, what if he had wanted a family? What kind of family will it be? Willhe be able to keep them together? Will he be able to protect them? Will he be even able to get a family of his own?
He didn't really know because mafia is messed up and it's worse that you're in it.
"Let's go home, Reborn." He merely said. He was thankful that his tutor didn't comment on how miserable he is looking right now.
He just wished for a peaceful life. He never wanted to be a mafia boss, he doesn't want to become one. He just wants his civilian life and his brother back, that's all.
He never wanted a father who will drag him into the mafia.
But still, he's at least thankful to have met the people that's keeping him on his feet at this moment.
...
"Have you found out what happened?" Kanako looked at Marina.
"Yes, Kanako-sama. Fotro Famiglia was the famiglia behind this incident. They used Gokudera Hayato to kill Tsunayoshi-sama. Well, that plan failed and they're wiped out by the guardians of Vongola Decimo, well, future Vongola Decimo." Marina said.
"Fotro is just a minor famiglia. Their members were around 30 members max. Now they're gone, maybe one or two still somewhere in Italy, but Fotro came here with all of their members so they're completely cleaned out." Marina gave Kanako the folder that contained the Fotro's information.
"We're still not sure how to track their informant of Tsunayoshi-sama but by the fact that only few knows about him just narrows down to them. But we can't just go at them full force while not knowing which people they've got on their hands. Heck, we're not even sure if they're the cause of Vindice's unusual lack of action." Marina said.
Kanako flipped through the papers.
"No connections. Really, they're a faded out famiglia. Their former alliances were famiglia that are long gone. We don't even know who they interacted with. The perks of being a minor famiglia, no one bothers who you're interacting with." Kanako clicked her tongue and tossed aside the folder.
Marina watched her nibble at her finger nail as she paced around Marina's office.
"Kanako-sama...have you mentioned this to Wolf-sama?" The female doctor asked.
Kanako stopped pacing and sighed. That was another problem for her.
"No, I still haven't said a thing. He just woke up and I'm sure he's dealing with the rescued kids from Avidita and maybe dealing with the 'temporary alliance' they have with the Vongola. Speaking of that alliance, did you know about it? Because I'm certainly not informed about this." Kanako said.
"Actually yes, Kanako-sama. But you're not exactly 'active' as a member of the Cielo Rosa since just three weeks ago? So it was kept from you as Wolf-sama's orders." Marina said.
"Honestly I'm still angry about that. He's just so reckless. Does he want to die?" Kanako said.
Marina gave her a confused and questioning look. "I've been meaning to ask, Kanako-sama, but why is it so bad to allying with the Vongola? Did something happen in the past?" She asked.
"Right, you don't exactly know because you weren't exactly an official member before..." Kanako trailed off.
"Well, it all started when Wolf, Yoshino blackmailed me years ago when my father was still alive, back when I was still a teenager and still haven't taken up the name 'quinto'..."
Marina listened earnestly. She had heard about Kanako's first encounter with Wolf but she didn't exactly know the details and how it connected to their constant refusal with the Vongola. But now that she's hearing it, she understood the dangers of allying themselves with the Vongola. If ever they knew about Wolf...
Kanako chuckled at the horrified face of Marina after she told her the story.
"Is our boss suicidal?" Marina asked her with a pale face.
"I think so, especially when he's visiting Japan next week and I'm not so sure if he's visiting 'secretly' or 'explicitly'." Kanako said.
"He definitely has a death wish."
Kanako merely sighed as Marina was now a part of the many members of a Cielo Rosa that claimed Wolf was a suicidal freak.
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"Idiot..."
His eyesight was blurring with tears. He can't even make out Haya-chan's(?) face but he doesn't want to blink his eyes when he's already losing him as seconds passed. He didn't want to blink just to find he finally stopped breathing.
"Don't die. Don't go. Don't leave me." He begged.
He could feel the pulse on the wrist he was holding become ever so slowly.
Hayato merely gave him a wry smile. "At least you didn't die before me."
And then the hand dropped from his grasp—
Takeshi jerked awake when the bell rung onto his ears, signalling the end of the class.
He has again slept throughout his history class. Now that's weird, he's usually half awake. It has actually been a while since he had slept so soundly in class.
The history teacher with the bald head was already walking out of class in slowly careful steps due to his old age. He could only sigh as he saw the blackboard already being erased. He would just have to deal with the book later. Or maybe someone might be willing to share notes. (But that was clearly impossible due to his reputation.)
Takeshi only watched his classmates move around to speak with their friends, going out of the classroom, all chattering. His eyes fell onto the figure of Miura Haru, his co-outcast, who has been looking not so well since this morning.
Now that he thought about it, Sawa and the new foreign kid was also not there. (He was late this morning so he doesn't know what happened to them.) He wondered why they're absent.
Well, it seems like Miura was not like him anymore since she has friends now. Now he's the only 'loner/hated/outcast' within the classroom.
Takeshi immediately threw that thought away because he knew it will only make him depressed.
He just rested his head on his arms and tried to remember the dream he had been dreaming. He doesn't clearly remember, no, he doesn't have any recollection of it. But his instincts, intuition, was telling him that it was about someone important.
'Just what was it again? It just bugs me...'
Then there was a thump on his desk. He looked up to see Miura in front of him.
He looked at her confused. Miura never spoke to him before unless it was something about printouts she had to collect during mathematics. She merely held out a blue notebook in front of her, 'HISTORY' written on the cover.
"I saw you sleeping today. I thought it was unusual for you. I'm sure you didn't take any notes. And it's not like you have anyone you can borrow notes from. You can use mine." Haru said to him. Takeshi gave her a sheepish grin and thankfully accepted the notebook.
Just when Haru was walking back to her seat, he called her again.
"Hey, can I also borrow your English notes too?"
Haru looked at him with a deadpan face. He only chuckled awkwardly as she continued to look at him like that until she sighed and looked at him exasperatedly.
"Fine."
He grinned brightly at her.
"Thanks!"
...
"Nono, we just received news that said Estraneo Famiglia was wiped out by some kid. The kid is now on Vindice's blacklist."
Nono looked at the mafioso that was bringing papers to his office.
"Vindice? They're finally on the move again? Who's this new criminal that they're chasing?" The Vongola ninth boss inquired from his subordinate.
"It's Rokudo Mukuro sir."
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*gakkatsu=school life
It's mostly just some activities about school. Mostly projects and some stuffs during the class time.
People, it has been a while. I know, I've kind of neglected this fanfic for a month and I'm also upset about it, yes. I was on a phase where I kind of got into other fandom and had problems coming back to KHR for a month, I struggled hard and I just couldn't write anything. Yep, I was very upset.
But I did my best to update. It turned out quite crappy but I think it's also quite good. And I also realized that I've been neglecting Yamamoto's case for too long so I decided to do something about him.
The next chapter will definitely have contents about our Mukuro!! I waited for this! And also our Byakuran-chan. What do you think about his case? Can you picture what happened to him? And who's 84? I think you know.
Wolf, Kanako and the Vongola? What happened that it's dangerous of Wolf's identity to be revealed to the Vongola? I dunno, you figure that out. *insert mocking face here*
Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter. I think I will take a long long time again to update because I'm still my struggling phase. I hope I can get better.
Well then, bye!