Hello everyone! I have brought to you... A new chapter! Yay!
Thank you for your continued support! This is progressing so slowly, I can't believe that you guys put up with me.
Anyways, updates will probably be a bit farther apart, since I'm really focusing on my schoolwork. And I'll be watching the series over again. I don't want to leave out anything important. And I don't know how to write fight scenes XD.
Thanks to Nezumi-chwan, xoverlover (sorry about that. I made sure to go fix that. Thanks!), CuteDork, , konan248, Kiyomi di Vongola, hitomi65, and catrinebatrine for reviewing. Sorry I didn't put this in earlier chapters! I forgot -_-
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Now, on with the story! Enjoy!
Tsuna tapped her pencil on the desk anxiously. She had a feeling, a little nagging voice in the back of her head, saying that something big was going to happen soon. She tried to ignore it, but it was pretty freaking hard to ignore a voice in her head. She wondered if she maybe was going a bit crazy. It certainly wouldn't surprise her if she was.
Plus, she was kind of freaking out over the dream she had last night. She always had that dream, but she had never gone through the door. She would always be stretching out her hand, fingers barely touching the doorknob, and then she would wake up.
That didn't happen this time.
Instead she saw some weird laboratory with some creepy little boy. She sincerely hoped that she wasn't turning into some sort of psychic. It would really suck to be killed by an eight year old.
She felt a hand touch hers and she jumped, fist swinging out and nearly taking off Yamamoto's head. He ducked under her small fist, grinning widely. "Are you okay Tsuna? You looked kind of nervous."
She deadpanned. She almost decapitated him and he said that she looked 'a little nervous'? She seriously worried about him sometimes.
"Yeah... I'm fine. Just had a bad dream."
His caught the attention of Kyoko. "What kind of bad dream, Tsuna-chan?"
She turned away. "It's nothing," she grumbled stubbornly, cheek resting on her hand. "I don't wanna talk about it."
They both opened their mouths to protest, but the teacher (thank you for once in your life, asshole) interrupted them with an obviously irritated cough. "Good morning, class! Allow me to introduce our new transfer student, Gokudera Hayato!"
Yamamoto studied the new transfer with interest. He was fairly tall (nowhere near his height, but he pretty much towered over everyone in the school, so that wasn't anything new), with longish grey hair and light greenish grey eyes. He was wearing a necklace (he saw Nezu-sensei eyeing it in disgust), and he wore a few thick, metal rings on his thin fingers. He was glaring at everyone, his heated gaze intimidating and cruel.
Yup. Definitely a delinquent.
He smiled anyways and greeted him along with the rest of the class. He heard a few girls whispering behind him.
"Oh my gosh, he is so cute!"
"Totally! He looks like such a bad boy!"
"Let's start a fanclub!"
Yamamoto winced in sympathy. Poor guy. He looked over at Tsuna and Kyoko to see if they were joining in on the excited giggling and whispering. Kyoko was staring at him, a faint blush on her cheeks and a small smile on her lips. Tsuna stared out the window absently, twirling her pencil between her fingers.
"Um, Gokudera, your seat is back there..."
Yamamoto directed his attention to the transfer, who was stomping down their isle. He stopped next to Tsuna's desk, looking down at her menacingly. This caught her attention, and she looked up at him curiously. His foot suddenly shot out, hitting the leg of her chair and sending her toppling to the ground. He heard a surprised yelp and a thud, and he immediately shot out of his seat to help her up.
"Friend of your's, Tsuna?"
Her eyebrows were furrowed. "No! I've never seen him before in my life!" She glared at the boy, who was now sitting at his desk in the back of the room. "Bastard..."
Yamamoto sweat dropped. He felt himself once again sympathetic for the poor soul who pissed off his best friend. Tsuna was definitely not a person that you'd want to piss off. Ever.
Oh well. He'll get what's coming to him soon enough.
Gokudera was angry. Immensely so. Why would a top-notch hitman like Reborn ask him to challenge this girl? The girl that was the heir to the entire Vongola family? And say that he was fit to be the next boss instead of her?
He didn't want to be a boss! Ever! He just wanted to be a part of a family!
He trusted Reborn though. Reborn was smart and strong, and most of all, experienced and wise. He could ignore the fact that he was an adult. He didn't trust any adult, but Reborn... he couldn't help but trust Reborn.
So here he was, inexperienced Gokudera Hayato, standing behind the school building with a girl (a very important, very powerful, very cute girl), fingering his dynamites and smoking a cigarette. He spewed out some shitty speech, throwing in a bunch of shit about how he should be the Tenth, and how she wasn't fit to be the boss of anything. Reborn stood next to her, expression unreadable. He topped off his little spiel by throwing a handful of bombs at her.
He had to applaud her on getting out of the way that fast. He didn't know many people that could.
"Shit! That was close!"
He growled, taking out more bombs. "Double Bomb!"
Her eyes widened in disbeleif. "You've got to be kidding me!" She dodged again, but she seemed to suddenly realize something. "Fuck! I forgot about the school! Kyoya will kill me if I ever damage the school!"
He decided to tune out her ranting. It was a bit uneccessary to voice whatever you were thinking.
She jumped from bomb to bomb, putting out the lit fuses one at a time. Again, he grudgingly admired her perserverance. Her hands were red and raw, burnt in places, but she didn't make a single sound, not a single tear rolled down her face. Eventually, she cried out in pain, cradling her hand in the other. There were still twelve bombs on the ground around her, but he didn't take any chances. "Double Bomb!" They seemed to fly toward her in slow motion.
"That's enough, Dame-Tsuna. Do it with your dying will!"
She fell backwards, the light leaving her soft brown eyes, head hitting the ground behind her with a thump. He stared disbeleivingly at Reborn and the girl, mouth gaping. Suddenly, her eyes shut, and when they opened again, they were glowing orange. She rose up, school uniform tearing off of her pale skin. A flame appeared on her forehead. He could see the intensity in her eyes as her head turned towards him, and he felt his stomach flutter uncomfortably, like he had just eaten a whole tray of his sister's cookies. "REBORN! PUT OUT THE DYNAMITE WITH MY DYING WILL!" She leaped into the air, her fingers pinching the fuses of the airborn bombs, putting them out instantaneously. This called for desperate measures. "Triple Bomb!"
Things went wrong as soon as he lit his dynamites. He hadn't perfected this tequnique yet, and there were too many for him to hold in his hands. A few dropped to the ground at his feet, and he closed his eyes. This is the end. He grimaced. Gokudera Hayato, killed by his own weapon.
"REBORN! PUT OUT ALL THE DYNAMITE!"
She was suddenly there, putting out all of the bomb, even the ones he was holding. He stared at her, frozen with shock and embarrassment. She stood in front of him, breathing heavily, the flame fickering out. Her eyes were suddenly large and doe-like, and he stared at them for the longest time before he fell to his knees.
"!"
He knelt in front of her, hands reaching out and grasping hers. His eyes were lit with admiration. "Tenth! I am so sorry!"
"What?"
"I was sent here to test you. To see if you were fit to be the next boss of the Vongola Family." His eyes were practically sparkling by now, and his grip on her hand grew tighter. "And you were! I mean, are! You were too kind! How could you save my life? Me, an underling!"
She stared at him, utterly bewildered, but he plowed on. "I'll protect you, Tenth! I'll serve you forever as your right hand man! I'm sorry for all of the things I said! I never wanted to be the next boss! I'll do whatever you want to redeem myself!" He bowed, hitting his head against the concrete. "Please let me atone for my wrongdoings!"
Her mouth was gaping in shock. "Umm... I'm not going to be the boss, so... I don't really need a right hand man..."
His head shot up, and his eyes were blazing, his face cold and firm. "No! I could never accept that! No one is more worthy to be the Tenth than you are!"
"Well, there's one thing that you could do for me..."
"I'll do anything, Tenth!"
She blushed, awkwardly crossing her arms over her chest. "Could you maybe lend me your jacket...?"
"Just leave, you worthless piece of shit!"
"I'm not worthless! And you can't tell me what to do!"
"Yes I can! And yes you are! You're a waste of space, and you fail in all of your training!"
"Stop it!" Tears beaded in the corners of his eyes.
"You can't read or write, you eat all of our food, you do nothing, yet you claim that you're an assassin! You've never even killed anyone before!"
"Stop!" The tears were running down his face in earnest now.
"You wreck all of our inventions, you bother all the scientists, you bother everyone. Even your mother and I are tired of you!"
"Leave me alone!"
"Shut up!" The man paused, an unreadable look on his face. "I'll tell you what. I'll make a deal with you."
"A deal?"
The man nodded. "Yes. If you can find and kill this man," he handed the child a folder. "Then you can come back to the Family. If you don't, then you can never come back here again. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes!"
"Very good. This man is in Japan right now, training a future boss. You'll have to get there by yourself though. And the weapons are all on you."
"Yes sir!"
"Get out of my sight. I don't want to see you until that man is dead."
The child left the room, gripping the folder tightly in his small hands. He wiped away the tears in his eyes, chanting under his breath. "Hold... it... in..." He squinted, staring intently at the characters on the folder. He knew just enough Japanese to make it out. "Reborn, huh." He grinned widely. "The great Lambo-san will defeat you, Reborn! And then he will come home and eat all the Takoyaki he wants!"
I have no idea. I'm sorry. My brain is messed up.
I am so glad to put that behind me. It was a pain in the ass to write this whole f*cking chapter. That stupid fight scene did not want to be written. Oh well. I tried my best.
I'm so glad that I finally managed to bring Gokudera in. He so did not want to come in, I swear.
Oh, and if you're wondering why Tsuna was cursing so much, I must honestly say that I don't know, other than that she hung out with Squalo and Xanxus when she was younger. So... yeah.
Yay! My first chapter with at least 2,000 words! I'm so irrationally happy right now. I'm just so glad that all of my chapters aren't so f*cking short.
R&R please! I need feedback!