Yep, overdone.
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR or its characters
In that moment that the bullet hit his head, he thought "Oh, I'm going to die. If only I could make up for embarrassing myself with the school anthem just now."
And then it was like seeing a movie. He watched as his supposedly dead body rose up while all his clothes, except for his boxers, ripped off. The flame on his forehead glowed brightly as he roared down the hallway, pure willpower fueling his muscles. He passed the surprised janitor and burst through the double doors in the auditorium.
His body wasn't listening to his commands and he watched in horror as his body stormed up to the mic and grabbed it.
Inside, he was screaming "NO NO NO I WILL NEVER LIVE THIS DOWN. THIS IS WORSE THAN WHAT I JUST DID". He spotted that psychopath baby, who had somehow changed into an outfit that made him look like a professor, standing in the crowd with a smirk. At the corner of his eye, he saw that Hibari had taken his tonfas out already.
And then his body started to sing the school anthem in a clear pleasant voice which made the prefect and the crowd stop in their tracks.
Oh wow, this...isn't such a bad song after all.
As he finished the last verse of the anthem, the flame on his forehead fizzled out and he regained control...
...of his almost naked body.
The magic that his singing had cast was gone and suddenly, the crowd in front of him roared with laughter. He saw Kyoko cover her eyes in a bashful gesture before the prefect turned him around.
"Herbivore..."
"H-Hibari!" he exclaimed, his voice cracking.
"For not wearing the school uniform and causing a disturbance, does that mean you want to be bitten to death?"
Tsuna immediately vaulted himself off the stage, landing on his back with a painful thump. He took off for his life, sobbing uncontrollably as he ran.
"Nice singing, Tsuna!" Yamamoto said to him, clapping his shoulder as he ran by. "I'll distract Hibari for you!"
"Thanks, Yamamoto," Tsuna called. He glanced behind him and saw the laughing baseball player step in Hibari's way and engage the unamused prefect with conversation. Tsuna's sobbing renewed as he thought of what a good guy Yamamoto was.
"I'm going to be known as a pervert forever," he wailed, wiping his tears on his arm. "And it's all that baby's fault!"
"A pervert with a good singing voice though," said Reborn from his shoulder.
"Wh-when did you get there?" Tsuna demanded, slowing down to a light jogging pace. His legs were already aching and it didn't seem as if Hibari was following him.
"Since you ran out of the auditorium crying like a baby," Reborn nonchalantly answered, his little feet kicking the air idly.
"Why did you shoot me, and why did my clothes fly off when you shot me?" Tsuna stopped, glancing around before ducking into an empty classroom. "And what happened to my voice. C-can I still sing like that?"
He opened his mouth, about to belt out the first verse of the school anthem when he was smacked in the face.
Reborn held a finger before his own pursed lips before saying, "No singing. You'll deafen me with your prepubescent screeching. Anyways, I'll explain if you take me home and give me something to eat."
"Are you going to freeload at my house right after you just shot me? Besides, if I bring you home, my mom will think I knocked someone up!"
"That's ridiculous. All the girls at your school think you're a loser."
"Great, even a baby knows," Tsuna groaned. His ears picked up the sound of the other students filing through the hallways. "Look, class is starting, and babies aren't allowed at school. So can we talk later?"
He walked out of the classroom and tried to blend in with the crowd until he realized that he was still dressed in just his boxers.
Reborn watched as the other kids jeered at the wimpy middle schooler ran through the crowd with tears running down his face.
"So this is the guy who almost became the tenth successor to the Vongola family," the baby muttered under his breath. "With time and effort, I could have probably made this pansy into someone worthy to lead the mafia."
But for now, he had to get lunch.
