Ch 08 :
"So..." Nana stared at her son expectantly. "How was your date?"
"Fine" Tsuna replied curtly, not even looking up from his paper work.
"I heard you left the rest to Hayato-kun"
"Yes"
"And?"
Tsuna paused and looked at his mother in confusion.
"What do you think of her?" Nana sighed.
"She's annoying" Tsuna admitted. "She talks as much as Lambo when he was 7 and as clingy as Haru when we were middle school students"
Nana stared at her son.
"Mom!" Tsuna whined. "It's not a very good combination. Trust me"
The older brunette sighed in defeat before bringing up another topic.
"Reborn-kun said you went to the beach" tilting her head to the side, she asked. "What did you do there?"
For a moment, the memory of the kiss resurfaced in his mind.
"Tsu-kun?"
Tsuna was jolted out of the memory and he turned his attention to his awaiting mother.
"Are you alright?" Nana reached out a hand to check his temperature. "You suddenly looked hopeless"
"MOM!"
Nana chuckles for a moment before turning serious. "Are you going to tell me or should I ask Reborn-kun instead?"
Tsuna groans. "How does he know anyway? He's in Paris since last week!"
"He knows everything, Tsu-kun" Nana pointed out.
Right...
"Sooo?" Nana pressed. "What happened? You were with a pretty girl, I heard"
The brunet Don sighed "I was dumped"
"Are you dating Vongola Decimo?"
The question came pointblank with no efforts to beat around the bush or whatsoever and Reika found herself choking on her soup. The maids scurried to help her and the asshole that just dropped the question (which was unfortunately her brother) didn't even bat an eye at her predicament.
"So?" Her brother pressed as she was finally fine.
"Why do you want to know anyway?" She frowns.
"I'm curious, that's all"
"Give me three reasons why I should tell you" She huffs.
Ferrero Secondo scoffs but holds out his index finger nonetheless. He begins counting. "Firstly, he barged in with your marriage meeting with Cavallone Decimo" He uncurls his middle finger to join the index finger. "Secondly, you kissed him in the parking lot. Don't even deny it, sis. I saw that with my own eyes" Then he uncurls his ring finger to join the two. "And lastly, I have just received information that you are married to him" His jaw slacks and expression turns blank. "What the hell?"
"ME? Married to him?" Reika scoffs. "As if"
"I also heard that the words came right from your lips" The Don deadpans. "And that Vongola backed it up"
Reika glared at her plate of steak as a memory flashed in her mind's eye.
A beautiful sunset, a sweet kiss and an inconsiderate proposal.
"Hey" Her brother frowns at her. "Stop stabbing the poor steak, will you?"
And yeah, he's right. She sighs as she sets the knife aside and pokes the now unappetizing food with a fork.
"What is it?" He asks her. "For a moment there you looked like a serial killer"
"Shut up" She glares at him.
"I still didn't get an answer to my question though" He raises an eyebrow. "Are you dating him?"
"No" She answers. "And I don't like him either"
"Sis..." He sighs tiredly.
"I hate him" She growls as she stands to leave. "End of discussion"