Katekyo Hitman Reborn doesn't belong to me.
Many thanks to all the readers, Kuroneko13, for correcting my Japanese (ehehe. ^^") and Jen, for pushing me back to type this fic for everyone again. I had writers block, blah… my mind is just seriously blank even though I wanted to type for you guys. The feeling sucks, really.
Warning; yaoi. Boyxboy. Don't like, don't read. :3
Parings: R27, 18TYL!27 , G27 , 8059, etc.
'Thoughts' (Sawada Tsunayoshi/ Natsu Decimo)
'Thoughts' (Hibari Kyoya/Giotto/Reborn)
'Thoughts' (Others, indicated)
Chapter 4 – Hope
Younger Tsuna's POV
"Juudaime! It's time for you to wake up, or you'll be late for school! Reborn-san will –
'Gokudera-Kun… hmn, wait, 5 more minutes, my body's aching all over.'
"Wake you up in my unpleasant way!" WHAM!
"HIEEEEEEEEEE! Mou, Reborn! What was that for! You could just wait till I was fully up!" I pouted at my mafia tutor in disbelieve. Sometimes he was just really too harsh!
"You're really going to be late for school, Tsu-kun, if you don't get up!" Mom's voice echoed from the floor below us, clearly not aware that I was up.
"I'm awake, Mom! I'm awake…"
"Mom…" I didn't realize a tear dropped from my eye lids till I flutter them open, wiping it away, I pushed myself up and off the bed, only to have my face met with the carpet. Groaning, I stood up, slapping myself awake. Carpet…? Since when my house floor has carpets? I gaped, taking in my surroundings. This isn't my room either! Where am I!
"You're awake." A deep voice spoke; the door swung open, and out came someone looking like Reborn. Very look alike.
"W-who're you? Where am I?" I stuttered out, surprised by how tall the guy was. I have to look up to see his face, although half of it was mostly covered by his hat.
The ferado-hat guy's eyebrows rose and twitched slightly. "Tsuna, I'm reborn. Don't you remember anything?"
Normal POV
"HIEEEEEEEEEEE!" Tsuna's shriek sounds off across the Vongola mansion, alerting the one and only beloved bomber man immediately.
"TENTH! Where are you? WHAT'S WRONG!"
Gokudera's 10 year older self rushed into the room, shocking Tsuna more and making Reborn more pissed off.
"Gokudera Hayato. How many times have I told you not to crash open doors? Do you want to die?" Reborn felt a nerve twitch, as he shoved his gun in front of Gokudera's pale – stricken face; no body wanted to mess with this hitman.
"Tsuna! What's wrong-! O-oh , kid , I didn't know you were here with Hayato…" Yamamoto, armed with his sword, sliced open the already broken door. This time, Reborn snapped, only to be held back by Tsuna, who turned into hyper mode and stopped him.
"Reborn. I need you to tell me what's going on. I can't have you distracted with simple broken doors." He frowned, clearly not aware that he too, in the future, was irritated by the costs of broken stuffs that need to be fixed when his own guardians broke them. Reborn stared at his own student, amazed that he was already strong 10 years ago. Sighing, his gun turned back into Leon, and he glared at the two guardians, sending them an eye to eye message.
Get. Out.
Tsuna, however, caught that eye message and turning back into his normal mode, he clung tightly onto his beloved friends, who blushed at the sudden affection. "Rebornnnnn~ why can't they stay? You're still so mean! They're my friends!"
"Guardians," Reborn corrected him, getting pissed again; he rubbed his temples and calmed down. "Fine, they can stay. However, I'm not going to help you pay for that door."
"Hieeee! I'm paying it? B-b-but that must…!" He gasped, staring at the door which was hanging onto one side of the wall, which his dear rain guardian was kind enough to but it nice and gently at one side. 'Who knows how much that costs! Stupid reborn...'
Immediately he explain that Lambo must have his bazooka shot at him, but he still doesn't know why he was still here after 5 minutes. "Well," Reborn leaned back onto the chair he was sitting, a frown settling on his face. "That idiot must have knocked the bazooka somewhere. I'll have Gannini to help."