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I love you Gokudera. That's why I updated this chapter today (9/September/2014) on your birthday. Please notice me. (btw, yesterday was the Mooncake festival. Just saying)
Also, speaking of anniversary, next month would be this story would be one year old! (17 October 2013) :D I honestly thought I would reach the Varia arc by now, but then I just HAD to rewrite this thing. I hope I'd be able to update the story then, since EXAMS. After November I'd be free as crap. I don't really know how to celebrate it so I would be posting some facts about this story at the next chapter.
I originally intended for each of the chapters to have an average of 3,000 to 4,000 words. Since if it gets any longer, I would crap myself and you guys would be like 'DAMN' when you're scrolling down.
I didn't want to cut it in half, since I wanted one chapter to specially focus on one or two character. Besides, it'd be too short.
(Unless you guys want shorter chapters?)
Those who have read the previous versions would notice some scenes are a lot different. At least, I hope so.
Chapter 5: The Puppy The Otaku Never Really Wanted
The baby somehow took a book larger than himself out of thin air.
Tsuna's eyes widened, but decided not to question it.
Reborn opened the book and pointed to what seemed to be a family tree to Tsuna.
"Your great-great-great grandfather is Vongola primo. Thus, you're a legitimate boss candidate to be Vongola Decimo."
Reborn sighed at Tsuna's obvious expression of confusion.
"Long story short, Vongola is one of the most powerful mafia famiglia of all time. You, Tsuna," He casted the boy a glance, "are the candidate to be the tenth boss."
"B-but why me—"
"Shut up and let me explain." Reborn took out three photos.
"Enrico," Reborn pointed to a photo with a bloody corpse with bullet holes in his body, "was shot in a feud."
"Massimo here," Reborn showed Tsuna a photo with a young man drowned underwater, skin completely pale. "was drowned."
"Lastly, Federico was found."
Reborn shoved the last picture of a pile of bones into Tsuna's face, seeing that the brunette started paling from the first picture.
"HIEE! Get them away from me!" Tsuna scrambled away from the photos.
The baby smirked. "So that means you're the last candidate alive. Congratulations."
As if that was something to be happy about! Tsuna frowned. "I-I never agree to this! I-I should have a right to deny it!"
Reborn sighed. "True. But I'm going to train you until you become one anyway."
"Wh-why me? Why ca-can't it be anyone else?"
"Obviously, only the Vongola bloodline can rule it."
Tsuna was about to protest, but realized there was still one thing he didn't know.
"I he-heard a gunshot and I'm almost certain it w-was near me."
The gun shot seemed like a measly matter compared to today's event, but it sounded too real for assurance. Plus, he was sure it had something to do with the gun-wielding baby.
"I shot you with a dying will bullet."
"Wha—" The snarl from the baby made Tsuna still.
"Cut me off one more time…" Reborn trailed off.
Tsuna gulped. He didn't want whatever Reborn silently promised him.
"A dying will bullet switches off your safety switch, thus harnessing great strength."
That's like Shizuo*… Does that mean I'm basically a monster?
*Shizuo: Heiwajime Shizuo, a character with monstrous strength from Durarara!, said to be so because his safety switches were switched off.
"Wh-why did my clothes burn out?"
"It's simply a side effect of the bullet. The sudden burst of energy from your body was very high, high enough to light up a flame on your forehead, which may have caused your clothes to burst."
"That's cra—"
Reborn took out his gun out of thin air, making the pitiful brunette clam up.
"It only works if you have any regrets." He paused, making the brunette's curiosity peaking. "If not, well, you wouldn't be here talking."
Tsuna's face was drained of colours. "I-I wo-would hav-have d-died?"
Reborn's smirk and silence was more than enough answer to Tsuna.
Tsuna was thankful that he had somehow managed escaping death by hair breadth. But he definitely didn't want something like that to happen anymore.
School the next day was definitely different.
"Hey, it's naked-Tsuna!"
People noticed him.
"Pervert!"
"Naked-Tsuna's clothed today!"
"Woah, look out! He's gonna jump on you!"
"Nice going beating up Mochida's ass!"
"Shush! Don't provoke him!"
"So it was true… I heard he was like a gangster in elementary school."
It was very mixed; some thought he was admirable while others thought he was just plain crazy.
But they were just all bark and no bite. They kept a safe distance away from Tsuna.
Tsuna took a sharp turn and froze; he saw Gokudera walking into class.
He had raked his memories once again last night and remembered that the silver head had stopped him from giving Mochida severe injuries.
The brunette was thankful for that; he didn't want another stain on his record.
Tsuna waited a few moments before walking into class and immediately regretted it; all eyes were on him, staring at him intently.
Kyoko was the first one to approach Tsuna.
"Tsuna-kun, are you okay?" Kyoko's words were laced with worries.
He nodded meekly.
Kyoko grabbed Tsuna's poorly bandaged hands. "My brother said, 'fight like a king then have tea'. Hmmm… he doesn't even drink tea that much, though."
Tsuna arched an eyebrow in confusion. It's a weird expression.
Kyoko explained, "But I'm guessing he's saying guys like to fight, but make sure to rest too. Okay, Tsuna?"
Then she gave him a bright smile, making the male population of the room mad with jealousy.
"Y-y-yes…" Tsuna managed to splutter out.
Tsuna had tried thanking Gokudera for half of the day, but it failed.
Mainly because of his sudden shyness and Gokudera's intimidating aura that made him unapproachable.
When it was lunch break, Tsuna followed Gokudera, wherever that was.
For some weird reason, instead of going to the roof top (Like most cliché anime), they arrived to the baseball field.
Tsuna peeked from behind the wall.
"Come out here you freaking bastard! I know you're following me!" Gokudera barked.
Tsuna stumbled out of fear and held in a shriek. He didn't need to seem more pathetic than he already was.
Gokudera rolled his eyes at Tsuna. "Oh, it's you."
"U-um, I-I wan-wanted to-to…"
Irritated by Tsuna's slurs, Gokudera yelled, "Get on with it already!"
Tsuna opened his mouth again but was cut off.
Reborn, who was sitting at the tall branch of a tree, decided to speak up.
"Ah. How terrible. You've found your target."
Reborn's words implied devastation, but his tone was anything but that.
Gokudera seemed dumbfounded by Reborn's confusing statement.
"What! This is the decimo?!"
Decimo… That seems familiar… I think Reborn said something about that yesterday. Tsuna wondered if Gokudera and Reborn were just playing some game to trick him. He really did hope so; because it was either that or get involved with the mafia.
But Gokudera's face was red with fury; it was obvious to anybody he was going for the kill.
"I refuse to have this freaking twig to be the tenth of Vongola!"
Tsuna's memory of yesterday's talk with Reborn sprang right into his mind. He's from the mafia too?!
"Also, there's a special rule for the Vongola: If you fight with the soon-to-be boss and win, you get to take his place."
Reborn definitely wasn't helping with whatever the crap Tsuna was in right now.
Didn't Reborn say only the bloodline of Vongo-whatever can rule it?!
A grin made way to Gokudera's lips.
"So if I kill you," He took out handfuls of dynamites out of thin air, "I get to be accepted into the mafia!" It's like killing two birds with a dynamite.
"HHIIIEEEE!" Tsuna shrieked. He backed away slowly, not actually expecting Gokudera to throw it.
"Die!"
Tsuna ran for dear life when the dynamites came closer to him. HELP! HELP! HELP!
He eventually reached to a dead end. He tried running away, but he saw Gokudera blocking the way.
I'll triple bomb this brat. The silver head took out a crap-load of dynamites, more so than Tsuna had ever seen in any manga or anime.
Tsuna gulped. He's like Sera*… Only less heroic… He couldn't stop his mind from lingering towards otaku stuff even when death was nearing.
*Sera: A girl from 'Instant Bullet' who has the ability to make bombs or explosives to appear out of her pocket.
Unfortunately for the delinquent, since he hadn't practice much for a while, one of the dynamites slipped right out of his fingers.
"Shit. "
He knew from experience he wasn't fast enough to unlit all these burning death bomb and escaping was futile.
The realization of knowing that he couldn't possibly escaped death shock his senses, making the other dynamites to fall onto the ground.
Tsuna realized the dynamiter made a literally grave mistake. It was his chance to escape (He wasn't aware that he wouldn't able to do so).
No. He saved me. I should too. That's what the protagonists would always do.
But how?
Before the explosion, Tsuna was shot in the forehead by Reborn's bullet, to his and Gokudera's surprise.
Tsuna's clothes bursted into fire, leaving him in his boxers only.
I'll save Gokudera.
Tsuna began to diffuse the dynamite at an incredible speed.
Gokudera's jaw dropped. He was in deep disbelief.
Why would anyone help someone who tried to kill him? And yet, this boy tried to save him despite his attempt to kill the brunette.
In no more than 5 second passed, Tsuna collapsed onto the ground, the flame on his head disintegrate.
Woah… I actually managed to do it.
The only knowledge that I have from bombs or explosives is from 'Btooom!'*… I'm surprised I could actually unlit all of them.
*Btooom!: A manga where the characters kill with bombs.
Tsuna realized he was practically a sitting duck, right in front of the dynamiter. But he couldn't muster the energy to run away, especially when his body was just so goddamn sore.
He looked up, wanting to look at the sky one last time before he was killed.
But he saw Gokudera's unreadable expression instead.
"A-are… y-you okay…?" Tsuna couldn't help but ask. Damn it, all sore again. I barely got better from yesterday's bullet.
Gokudera approached Tsuna in a creepily calm manner.
The brunette shut his eyes tightly in fear. He tried ignoring the feeling of déjà vu.
I still haven't watch the second season of SAO* yet. No wait, I can't believe I'm still thinking about this even when I'm about to die. What am I saying, the first season was awesome. I regret deeply of not watching it yet. I shouldn't have waited until it was completed then watch it. Screw cliffhangers.
SAO: Sword Art Online. The characters are stuck in a virtual game and can only escape by defeating the final boss.
Realizing he had a ridiculously long time to think for someone who was supposed to die, he was about to open up his eyes but heard a loud thud in front of him.
"I'm sorry, I apologize. I… shouldn't have doubted you."
There was a painfully loud sound hitting the ground right in front of Tsuna.
The brunette's eyes snapped opened and he found the delinquent kneeling with his head on the ground.
"W-what…?"
"I have no regrets now that I've witnessed your strength. Kill me. Let me die by your hands." Gokudera sounded too real for it to be something like, I'm-just-kidding-I'll-just-kill-you-while-you're-unaware.
"W-wh—"
Reborn sighed. "Are you an idiot? How can he kill you?" Tsuna thanked Reborn for being the voice of reason here.
"He can't kill you bare-handed."
Reborn tossed something that landed in front of Tsuna's feet.
As a curious human being, he picked it up without much thought but soon regretted it.
A gun.
As in, a tool used to kill people.
Or at least to scare bad guys off.
"It's the rule for the winner to kill the loser." Reborn stated. "So go, make blood splutter out."
"I-I c-can't." Murder does not look good in records. I'll have troubles getting into high school at this rate.
"I suggest shooting his forehead, if you want him to die quickly. Or if you're sadistic, aim for his legs, kneecaps, or abdomen and make him suffer slowly till he dies of blood loss." Reborn then added, "The latter is my favourite, actually."
Even with Reborn's 'helpful' advices, Tsuna still of course held the urge to puke when he thought about pulling the trigger.
"I-I s-still won't…"
Tsuna was about to put the gun back onto the ground obediently until he heard the familiar gun-cocking near him.
"How can you be a mafia boss if you can't even pull the damn trigger?"
The brunette didn't dare to protest, even more so when he was being practically gun held.
Tsuna looked at Gokudera.
"I have no regrets."
The silver head was looking at the ground, not showing any intentions to fight back.
"If you don't shoot, the whole mafia will go after you for breaking the law, dame-Tsuna."
Reborn was trying scaring Tsuna into pulling the trigger.
And the baby did a good job at it.
Tsuna looked at the gun, his sweat dropped onto it with deathly silence.
Kill!
Kill!
Yes,
KILL!
"Do it, or else I'll shoot you." Tsuna heard Reborn cocking his gun behind him.
Tsuna gulped. It was either him or Gokudera.
His shaking hands lifted the gun. He slowly tried turning off the safety switch off but his sweaty hands made it hard.
He whimpered in fear the moment the gun made a click.
Did Tsuna really have to kill somebody?
It was either him or the delinquent.
I never wanted to be a mafia boss! Why… Why d—
Tsuna realized something.
He lifted up his pale face and turned to look at Reborn.
He felt something; something foreign that he never imagined he could feel.
Domineeringness.
Reborn was surprised by the look on Tsuna's face. The dead-eyes were filled with flames of determination.
The aura he held wasn't wimpy and pathetic. It held authority.
Tsuna glared – that's right, glared - at Reborn right into his eyes, something he never could do with anyone.
"I'm the tenth boss of Vongola. Nobody can order me!" Tsuna wasn't shouting his lungs out, but it was loud and clear.
Gokudera lifted his head when Tsuna said that and couldn't help but look dumbfounded.
Reborn smirked. He does have guts.
"Hey, hey, hey! What's this? A first year skipping class already?"
"Kids these days! Hahaha!"
Two third year boys approached Tsuna and Gokudera, with a look of superiority.
One of them pushed Tsuna onto the ground with his feet.
"Hey, doesn't the naked kid look familiar?" The boy with his feet on Tsuna's abdomen took a closer look at the brunette.
"It's naked-Tsuna!" The other said in surprise. "He sure looks weaker up close though."
They continued mocking the brunette, totally ignoring Gokudera.
Gokudera was pondering on whether to fight off the bullies, but he was still the loser. He thought Tsuna was strong enough to protect himself, so he stayed put.
But that doesn't make him any less pissed off seeing them bullying Tsuna.
Tsuna finally spoke up. "Wh-what do you mean we're skipping c-classes?" He whimpered. "I-is it class a-already?!"
Gokudera was shocked; the fierce and strong boy he saw – or heard – a minute ago was gone.
One of the bullies scoffed. "Are you really as strong as they say?"
Tsuna tried pulling the bully's leg away from his abdomen, but the bully enjoyed seeing the troubled look on Tsuna's and applied more force onto it.
Tsuna's shriek of pain was the last straw for Gokudera.
"You bastard!" Gokudera jumped up and threw in a punch for the bully. "How dare you bully the tenth?!"
Tsuna was dumbfounded when he saw the bully suddenly disappeared with a blur, but was even more so when he saw Gokudera jumping to his rescue.
Eh? He's… helping me?
Tsuna only stared in shock as he could only look at Gokudera beating the living hell out of the two older boys.
Maybe he's trying to help.
No!
Maybe he's like any character in 'Btooom!' He could be planning on backstabbing me. The fact that he's using bombs is more than enough proof.
He realized he was semi-naked again and cursed under his breath for his luck and the baby.
I have to get out of here!
By the time Gokudera was satisfied by the crunching noises of the bone breaking, he noticed that the brunette was gone.
"Huh? Where did the tenth go?"
"Knowing dame-Tsuna, you probably scared him away." Reborn stated as he watched Gokudera looking around frantically for the brunette.
"Then where's the tenth?" Gokudera was still fishy of the intelligent baby, but for now, he was willing to forget about it.
Reborn hummed and his eyes gleamed in a cocky manner.
"You're smart, you can figure it out yourself."
Gokudera would have attacked Reborn (Or at least try to) but the latter was a baby.
He as a mafiaso did had principles of not harming babies or women (Depends, really); even if they're freaking annoying.
So think Gokudera did.
The tenth's semi-naked, he couldn't have gotten far. Somewhere near here and where he could hide.
"Ah. It was so obvious. How could I have not figure it out sooner?!"
Gokudera rushed off, but he pulled back.
He crouched down beside one of the unconscious bullies and glared at him.
"Excuse me not."
He may have screwed up lots of things today, but he was going to do one right.
Why am I naked again?
Oh right. Rebor-
"A-achoo!"
Tsuna shivered.
Right now, he was hiding in the baseball shed, where the baseball equipments were kept. There were also some other stuff like things that would definitely get confiscated that were too traumatizing for Tsuna's virgin eyes to handle so he was shutting his eyelids tight in hop of some miracle would happen.
Knock, knock.
"Tenth?"
Tsuna froze at the voice behind the door, practically the only thing keeping him away from that mafiaso.
Gokudera stayed silent.
"I'm leaving the clothes here, tenth."
Stop calling me tenth please. I'm not going to be the tenth of anything.
The semi-naked brunette stayed still until Gokudera walked away and his footsteps were out of hearing range.
He got up. He opened the door meekly and made sure to be mentally prepared for anything unexpected.
To his surprise, he did see clothes, to his delight. Albeit they were poorly folded, but still, its presence mattered the most.
Tsuna pulled the clothes into the shed.
Who knew, Gokudera could've hidden dynamites in it.
But the thought never crossed Tsuna's slightly naïve mind.
Ah. I think one of the 'seniors' was wearing this clothes before.
"Tsuna?" Nana called out.
Without adverting his gaze from the television that was broadcasting the second episode of Sword Art Online, he answered, "Yeah?"
"I haven't seen your school uniform recently, only one of it. And there's this one more that looks too big for you. Did I really get you this?"
Tsuna frozed.
"Anyway, do you have any idea where they went?"
"N-no." He felt bad for lying, but he can't help it. "I-I'll j-just go bu-buy so-some later…" That means socializing with the cashier.
"Great!"
Boy, Tsuna was already sweating bullets.
Nana turned to Reborn. "Did you follow Tsuna to school today? I didn't see you for the whole day!"
"Yes, mama." Reborn answered.
"Mama, did dame-Tsuna have any traumas?"
Tsuna's complete change in behavior in aura was certainly mind pondering. But according to the files and records, nothing in particular happened; he was just a normal teen with good grades.
But the blonde man that irritated Reborn somewhat insisted that Tsuna was just a pure, innocent and cute child.
Nana thought for a while. "Hmmm, not really. He was attacked by penguins when he was visiting the zoo with his father though."
Reborn scoffed internally but nodded at Nana. "Thanks, mama." Being attacked by penguins hardly sounds like anything scary.
In fact, it was god damn pathetic, especially for a future mafia boss.
Reborn crossed out Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD)* out of his mental list of explanations for Tsuna's odd behavior.
*Post Traumatic Stress Disroder (PTSD): A disorder that may develop after one or more traumatic events. Often they will have split personalities.
Perhaps the brunette was just plain crazy.
Simple as that.
That night, Tsuna was outside his house, which was a rare occasion, especially so when his sore body was screaming at him to go to bed.
It was simply because of one reason.
"Buy some school uniform, honey!"
"Okay!"
No, it wasn't because of the conversation he and Nana had just before he burst the house.
It was because of that text he got from his online friend.
It looked something like this:
Ao_no_Usagi:
Hey Tuna, there's something I know you're gonna love and I heard it's in Animate's* already!
Ao _no_Usagi has sent a picture.
Click to load picture.
*Animate: A franchise that specially sells anime stuff in Japan
Tsuna downloaded the picture his friend sent him and immediately burst out of the house.
No matter what, Tsuna must have that figurine!
It was a Snow Miku figurine* that was just so freaking adorable.
*Snow Miku Figurine: A popular theme of figurine for Hatsune Miku
Just glancing at the picture he got made him shiver.
The perfect colouring of teal of her hair,
The blue eyes that were always shining brightly,
Her melodious voice that soothes him,
And her cute smile that always make Tsuna giggle to himself idiotically.
Ah, Miku-chan is always so wonderful. Tsuna sighed to himself in bless. He thanked the gods for letting him exist in this century.
He made a stop at the supermarket since he needed to buy some school uniform first as promised.
Tsuna had made careful calculations when buying them, since he needed to save some money for the figurine.
After an awkward moment of asking the employee where they kept the school clothing since he couldn't find them, he made way to the counter.
He had just enough for the figurine after paying for the clothes. He was about to leave, until an uproar broke further away in the market.
"Damn you! Damn you to hell!"
Tsuna froze when he heard the shouting of the dreadfully familiar voice.
"It's not like I wanted to work in this crappy place anyway!"
Gokudera stormed off, heading to the main exit.
Tsuna panicked and quickly hid behind some shelves. He peeked at the silver head as he exited.
The brunette thought about waiting and exiting himself, but then he saw Gokudera leant against the wall with a frustrated expression before sliding down.
If his instincts served him right, Gokudera was probably hungry and tired.
Tsuna's hands went to the money he had in his pockets before sighing.
"What did he meant I have a shady background? I just don't want to reveal too much!" Gokudera grumbled under his breath.
He had hoped to land a job at the market, since he was flat-out broke. He was depending on his mission to assassinate the tenth of Vongola to earn money, but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
He had failed his mission big time. He couldn't kill the tenth of Vongola even if he tried. He didn't want to, especially after he saw the cool side of Tsuna. Though he did seemed pathetic again afterwards.
Sure, Gokudera did help to complete the mission Reborn gave him, but now that he thought carefully, how could a baby even have enough money to hire somebody? Even if Reborn had a gun, he was still a baby.
He was too tired to go back to his apartment; it was near the market, yes, but he didn't want to the landlord asking him to pay the rent for this month.
"I'm moving away again anyway."
He didn't need any rush for money. Surely somebody would be willing to buy his dynamites, or steal some, if he was really desperate.
Still, he was starving.
"I really shouldn't have bought those cigars last month." Gokudera lamented his dumb decision. He really should have kept his money spending habits in check.
His hands instinctively went to his breast pocket, but he was reminded that he smoked his last one yesterday.
Of course he knew the cons of smoking, but he really can't help it.
Getting himself up, he was prepared to leave.
That was until the door opened and a brunette stumbled out of it, shouting to him, "Wa-wait!"
Gokudera whirled around in surprise.
"Tenth?" He honestly thought Tsuna was never going to look at him in the eyes and probably report him to the police or something.
Seeing the heavy-looking paper bags inside Tsuna's arms, he held out his arms. "Let me help you, tenth." He spoke with uncharacteristically politeness, to his and Tsuna's surprise.
Gokudera did respected and admired Tsuna, so it wasn't that strange.
Tsuna shoved the bags into Gokudera's arms. "H-he-here!"
The brunette then ran away with one paper bag that contained his uniforms.
"T-tenth!"
Gokudera was going to give chase, but he didn't want to scare Tsuna. Confused, he looked into the paper bags.
What he saw almost made him tear up.
Inside the bags contained some lunch boxes, instant noodles, snacks, rice balls, and some freezer food.
Though to anyone else it may seem like a silly thing to cry over bags of food, Gokudera was immensely touched by Tsuna's generosity.
First he spared my pathetic life and now he helps me…?
Ao_no_Usagi:
Huh? You didn't get it?
Tuna27:
Yeah…
Tuna27:
I used the money.
Ao_no_Usagi:
Shame on you, Tuna.
Ao_no_Usagi:
I thought you knew better.
Ao_no_Usagi:
Senpai is ashamed of you.
Tuna27:
It's not like that!
Tuna27:
I just used the money for a classmate…
Ao_no_Usagi:
Why?
Ao_no_Usagi:
He threatened you to lend some money?
Ao_no_Usagi:
You're pathetic.
Tuna27:
No. I bought some groceries for him. He seemed deep in trouble.
Tuna27:
And why do you even think that…
Ao_no_Usagi:
Aww.
Ao_no_Usagi:
You're so kind.
Ao_no_Usagi:
Good things will happen to people who do good, they say.
Ao_no_Usagi:
By the way, my image of you is based on a typical shota
Tuna27:
Sigh… I still wanted that figurine though. My allowance this month is gone.
Ao_no_Usagi:
There, there.
"Still chatting with your friend?" Reborn pops out of nowhere right beside Tsuna, startling the boy.
Tsuna shut his laptop and threw his body over it. "D-don't touch my laptop!" Or me! It still hurts all over my body!
If Tsuna wasn't terrified of Reborn before (Yeah right), he was scared shitless of him now.
"Calm down." Reborn huffed in annoyance. "The gun," He opened up the case of the gun earlier, revealing nothing, "was empty, anyway."
"Huh?!" Tsuna was definitely surprised. Though he wanted no more but to erase his memories of that incident, he was now curious just why Reborn had to put him through hell.
As if reading his mind, Reborn answered, "It's something psychological. I just wanted to see how you would react."
"Y-you're… seriously crazy." Tsuna regretted his words and held up his arms to protect his face.
Instead of beating the crap out of Tsuna, Reborn simply smirked. "I'm sure Gokudera knew about the empty gun too."
True, from years of experience, Gokudera was able to tell how much bullets is left just by listening to the sound it made when it hits the ground or by holding it, measuring its weight with some complex physics concept.
Gokudera at first respects Tsuna for being the person who showed him mercy when the boy didn't shoot him. His respect was like times a million when Tsuna was being kind to him. (Remember the poor kid had a shitty life) He's still pretty formal-ish with Tsuna and tries not to do anything to scare the brunette (Since he's sorta cowardly, if you didn't notcie. Even more so than the canon!Tsuna.)
Questions:
What pairing do you hope to see in this story?
What do you want for the Varia arc (Coz I seriously have no idea for it)?
Is there any male readers out ther? I noticed that the KHR fandom mostly consist of girls.
REPLIES:
Comedy-Neko-Chan:
Yeah, Yamamoto's sorta a fan of romance. Tsuna's like the wicked protagonist, if you say it like that. XP
gabrielatsuki:
Thank you! :D
booklover1209:
The curse of being a protagonist of a manga has fallen upon Tsuna! -throws sparkles everywhere- Awww, thank you! w
Reptainlove:
Hahaha, I try to drop by some occasional cracks for laughter here and there, but my sense of humour is sorta limited and dry. Actually, having Yamamoto to watch Bleach is sorta a good idea. Hmm...
RikuNo:
Rain flames? That's a pretty good guess. Ah, of course I won't say if you're right or wrong, that would spoil the plans I have. PT3? Gosh, you have it hard. I'm just so glad my batch was the second last for PMR. Yeahhhhh, I hope this chapter was enough dumping of Gokudera by Tsuna. XD
mariaelennaella:
That's a really nice guess on Ao no Usagi! But I'm afraid I won't deny or confirm your answer. :P I'm totally psyched for SAO II and Psycho Pass II! Haven't watched Tokyo Ghoul yet, but I'm totally looking forward to it! v
