Tsuna sat up for a little while longer, just mulling things over, before he even felt remotely ready to go back to bed. He really just wanted to have a dreamless sleep and for once he kind of got what he asked for. Kind of.

It wasn't exactly peaceful but his dream wasn't even hard to follow. It was straight up and showed him what was happening without twists and turns hidden in there along the way. It wasn't even that scary. He just woke up by twisting out of bed and onto the floor.

This was like a ritual though since he seemed to fall out of bed at least once a week. It was annoyingly common and Tsuna honestly felt that pushing his bed up against the wall would be best for himself and the people in the dorm below his.

Reborn, of course, heard him fall, and walked in to see what was happening. And he chuckled at Tsuna twisted in the blanket. He didn't even offer any help as he just walked back out. What a great person, Reborn had been.

But Tsuna wasn't phased as he just picked himself back up after calming down his embarrassment. Reborn was back in his room, pulling on socks when Tsuna knocked on his door. It was still 5 in the morning but that didn't seem to mind Reborn. He looked like he was ready to go sprint a marathon in a sweatshirt and pants.

"I'll be back in about an hour, Tsuna." Reborn told him. Tsuna nodded. He backed away from the door so Reborn could step out and almost pressed against the wall in his haste. Reborn ignored it as he kept talking, "If you want to tell me something, now would be the time since when I get back we have to get ready for school."

Tsuna held up a finger and scattered into his room, digging his phone out of his nightstand drawer. He tapped out a small message and bounded out into the hall going to where Reborn was waiting by his door. He looked mildly surprised Tsuna was so full of energy this morning and accepted the phone without question.

The message was simple and explained why he fell out of his bed. It just seemed to amuse Reborn even more now that he had a backstory. He had a small smirk on his face as he handed Tsuna's phone back to him.

"Good to know you have an accurate nickname." Reborn said, still smirking.

Usually the jab would sting and annoy the crap out of Tsuna; oddly enough though, coming from Reborn, it didn't feel like it was used in spite. It was an improvement almost. So Tsuna found himself smiling a little bit wider in spite of himself as Reborn walked down the hall.

Reborn was off as quick as could be, leaving the apartment and shutting the door so softly, Tsuna hadn't realized it had clicked shut. That didn't matter though since he'd be able to get a little bit more sleep. He was tired and he wanted to be able to do nothing. So he crawled back into his bed and into a dreamless sleep for once.

He was shaken awake too soon and it felt impossible to get out of bed. It was like there was a weight pressing against his chest, preventing him from being able to get up easily. He sighed, struggling into a sitting position and slumping forward. He held his face in his hands and tried to wake up more but it felt like his limbs were concrete.

Everything seemed like too much and it was hard. He hadn't realized how easy it had been before and now Tsuna felt everything crash back down onto him. He let a small, almost inaudible groan as he finally shifted and stumbled out of his blankets. He stood by his bed, his arms intanlged in the sheets, the warmth he had collected slowly seeping out of him, and he suddenly felt the urge to cry.

It was so infuriatingly strong that he almost started. There wasn't a reason for why he felt this bad, he thought it would be a good day from how excited and ready for everything he had felt only two hours earlier. But depression never cared and struck when it wanted to.

Tsuna sighed, rubbing his eyes as he dragged himself through his morning routine.

This was going to be a long day for him.

The two had an idle morning. They were both ready and just waiting for a time that was suitable to go. Reborn and Tsuna both had classroom duty this morning so they had to leave earlier but Tsuna would have much rather he'd gone back to bed.

"I'm leaving now." Reborn said, slipping his shoes on. "So get your stuff together. I have to make sure you do your part too."

Tsuna dragged himself through the house and was soon walking down the hall together.

The school was sinister from how quiet it was this early. Usually it was bustling with students hooting and hollering at each other as they made it to class or back home. But now it was silent and creaked with the wind howling outside.

It was quiet up until the two of them stumbled across two people talking in a classroom. Reborn was all for ignoring it but Tsuna heard his own name and caught Reborn's wrist. If people were gossiping about him, he'd rather have Reborn with him in case he was found. Reborn was too popular for his own good.

"I still say that we can easily make Reborn like us if we're nice. It's not like he'll even glance at us if we try to take Tsuna back to Namimori high." A girl said in a hushed voice. She seemed way too into it, like she was talking about homework rather than Reborn. She was talking to somebody with pink hair by what he was able to see from the crack in the door. Reborn rolled his eyes as he knew immediately who it was.

"Yet it would be easier if we made it look like Tsuna was fed up with living like a five year old, having somebody baby him every minute of the day." The pink haired girl said.

Tsuna and Reborn glanced at each other and both came to an agreement that this was weird. Tsuna looked away hurriedly so he didn't start laughing though. Reborn looked like he was close to smiling which was as good as laughing.

"Why don't we just wait a while to see what happens with Tsuna. It's not like he'll make any friends with how wimpy he looks." The other person said. It sounded like their voices were moving closer to the door so the two scampered down the hall. They quickly hid behind a corner and watched two people walk out of the classroom not even ten seconds later.

Tsuna was a little miffed at the last comment. They weren't wrong since Tsuna was too scrawny for his own good but it still hurt to hear it out loud.

Reborn straightened and walked back a few steps to make it look like he wasn't even near the door. It was good because as soon as he started walking forward again the door opened, Haru and Bianchi stepped out.

He tipped his fedora down in a mildly polite greeting before he walked off without even looking at their shocked faces.

The rest of the school day was as uneventful as you could imagine it. Tsuna suffered through three hours of school before lunch. Reborn came by again and ate with him so that wasn't too bad. Everything else was unbearable though and he really tried to be more enthusiastic, he really did, but there wasn't much point.

It didn't make it better that somebody had accidentally bumped into him, sending flailing wildly as he tried to regain his balance. He ended up going down a small flight of stairs, his books and papers scattering. So that just improved his day. A couple people stopped to help but soon moved on when they had gathered a small pile and handed them to him.

Tsuna rubbed his chin and tried to ignore the growing embarrassment pooling in his gut. His face was too heated and he was more nervous of bumping into anybody else as he walked into his next class. It was one of the duller subjects and he felt he was going to have to keep his eyes pried to even stay awake.

But when he entered his class, he did a double take to the person next to his usual spot. Yamamoto was sitting there, doodling in the margins of his notebook as he waited for the teacher to come in. It was unsettling to see somebody in his class that used to be in his class before. He always thought of Yamamoto as untouchable; the two never really allowed to talk to each other from how much of a pecking order the school seemed to have. It seemed no different in this school but it wasn't as heightened as in Namimori.

But here, Yamamoto looked like just another student. He was slouched over, curled in on himself like he was afraid to move too much, his eyes downcast and averted from anybody passing by the desks. It was weird and too hard to look at from how vulnerable he looked.

Almost as if he noticed Tsuna's gaze on him, Yamamoto glanced over at him. He did a double take as he realized who was sitting by the window. Yamamoto's face stretched into a tight smile, delightfully surprised he saw Tsuna.

"Hiya there!" Yamamoto said. He shifted his chair closer so he wasn't talking so loud. "I forgot you went here!"

Tsuna couldn't help but smile shyly at that. He whipped out his phone and tapped out a quick message, telling Yamamoto, "Hello, I'm glad to see a friendly face."

It seemed to help as some of the tension in Yamamoto's face melted away and his smile became a little less forced, if only a little bit.

"Glad to be here. Namimori was too stuffy for me." He joked. Tsuna gave a weak laugh, nodding. Namimori was something else entirely.

Tsuna was about to start typing out another message but the teacher walked in, prompting everybody to take their seats. Tsuna frowned in disappointment. He wanted to talk to Yamamoto more because there was a reason he was here.

If he was a roommate he'd also not be in Tsuna's class. So the only real solution was that Yamamoto was here for a mental or physical issue.

Tsuna glanced over out of his peripheral and saw that there were a few bumps and bruises going along the length of Yamamoto's throat and Tsuna's eyes widened in apprehension. He shot a quick glance over and he didn't know why but he wanted to see something to signal he was more than alright. But there was the unmistakable bags under Yamamoto's eyes; the drag in his arms that showed he was in slight pain; the way he held himself just screamed something happened.

Tsuna sighed through his nose angrily. He really hoped things worked themselves out.

Edited: 02/04/16

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