A/N: Because I was inspired by what I said last chapter, (Tsuna is obviously going to the dark side) and because I love to see Reborn cosplaying, this chapter is born. XD
Another thing…o_O Hibari only makes a cameo(?!) appearance in this chapter. Well, just to inform everyone. But he appears in Tsuna's thoughts, so it's quite alright. XD
Warnings: There isn't anything to warn about. But that's just it. XD But I think next chapter will be…interesting, again. CX
Disclaimer: Wow, my first ever disclaimer. O_o Well anyway, I disown KHR, Star Wars, Yoda's quotes and stuff. I only watch the movies on TV, and I haven't read any of the books. My dad probably read some, but I'm not so sure about that either. XD
For Yoda's quotes, I found them in Wikiquote.
Of Luck and Choices
(chapter five)
by chumee
As Tsuna reached the school gate, he believed himself to be saved. So he stopped and tried to catch his breath while leaning against the cool concrete of the wall beside the gate.
He had never been so scared before in his life. He knew it was normal to be scared of ghosts, dogs, and foreigners wearing black tuxedos. He also knew it was also quite normal for a certain part of the world's population to get scared of Hibari Kyouya. But the thing is…they were never measured by him. They had never been (seemingly) hugged by him. He hadn't made them make coffee for detention nor saw their boxers and upper bodies before. Right? Right?
'What am I going to do?' the boy thought, worrying. It was impossible to avoid Hibari while he was in Namimori. He might as well change schools, move away and live in the moon. But that too, was impossible. Reborn wouldn't let him. He would do everything in his power to make him stay at Namimori until he was ready to be the ruler of the Vongola. Or something like that, anyway.
Another option was Hibari transferring, or moving away. But since those options are as possible as the sun rising in the west, Tsuna let the thought go. And while he was being miserable over thoughts that included him being harassed for the rest of his stay at Namimori, he didn't realize the two people who were standing in front of him, and one was shaking his shoulders and shouting his title.
"Juudaime!" the voice said. "Juudaime!" Shake, shake.
Tsuna snapped from his thoughts. "Gokudera-kun?" He looked at his right. "Yamamoto?"
Gokudera stopped shaking Tsuna and let his hands drop. "Are you sick, Juudaime?"
Tsuna laughed and scratched his head. "What are you saying? I'm fine, I'm fine."
"We have been calling your name for a minute now." Yamamoto said, and stepped closer to Tsuna. "Is there something wrong?"
"No, not really—" Tsuna tried to lie.
"Your mom says you have been eating less at home." Gokudera informed him, looking worried as well. "Do we need to beat someone up?" he asked, and instantly, the worried look turning into a murderous one.
"What? No, no, it's not like that—" Tsuna tried to explain.
"Did someone steal your money? And now they're beating you up and stealing your food? And threatening you that if you tell anyone, they'll kill you? Are they stalking you to see if you're telling anyone about it? What year are those bastards?!"
Tsuna could almost see flames behind Gokudera as the boy continued telling both him and Yamamoto what he'd to the bullies who were supposedly tormenting Tsuna.
But honestly, what a complicated theory.
"That's impossible." Yamamoto told Gokudera, cutting him in mid-sentence. "We're with Tsuna during school hours, aren't we? There aren't any suspicious…" And then, Yamamoto fell silent. Gokudera also didn't say anything.
And it looks like they already know. Because lately, Tsuna had been going to the DC room after class, telling both Yamamoto and Gokudera to go home without him.
"Hibari Kyouya, is it?" Gokudera began, looking at Tsuna. Indeed he looked ready to kill.
Tsuna sighed. "Honestly guys, it's not what you think." It looks like he had to lie a bit.
And the two stood patiently for his explanation, so Tsuna took a deep breath and said, "I got detention. That's all."
"That's all?" Yamamoto insisted.
"What's he making you do?" Gokudera asked, still suspicious.
Tsuna looked away so that the two wouldn't see the blush that was starting to form on his cheeks as he remembered what happened awhile ago.
"He wants me to make coffee for him for a month." He lied. And hurriedly, he added, "As detention."
The two looked like they were told Tsuna got addicted to smelling permanent markers.
"Coffee…" Yamamoto repeated. And then he started to laugh.
Gokudera, on the other hand, wasn't quite forgiving. "Why that bastard! Making the Tenth make him coffee!"
Tsuna decided to laugh along with Yamamoto. "It's no big deal." He said. "I make coffee for my dad all the time."
"That's different!" Gokudera was holding bombs now. "I swear I'll—"
"Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna panicked and put his arms around one of Gokudera's arm. "Don't do anything rash, he'll kill you!"
Gokudera tried not to blush at the contact and tried to look very very very angry.
He failed after looking at Tsuna's pleading face. And Yamamoto laughed some more.
"Make me some coffee, too, Tsuna." Yamamoto said, still laughing.
"Why you! I'll kill you too!!"
"Ahahahaha!"
"You guys! Stop fighting!"
From the DC room window, Hibari watched the scene with no amusement on his face.
Tsuna rolled over and stared at the ceiling. It was good Reborn didn't snore, but the constant "shopyuu" sounds were keeping him awake. Good thing it's Saturday today.
He groaned as he looked at the luminous alarm clock on his bedside table. It was already 4am. Why couldn't his brain be an obedient little thing? Every time he closes his eyes and was starting to drift off to sleep, his brain, for some reason or the other, remembers the feel of Hibari's uniform against his face. And then his heart will start to beat faster, and he would shake his head, trying to forget the sensation. And before he realizes it, he's wide awake again.
'Alright, alright.' He told his brain 10 minutes later, giving up. 'I admit it. Something is definitely wrong with me. And it's because I don't know what I'm going to do about it and not because I don't want to do anything about it that I'm not doing anything about it.'
'…How complicated.' Tsuna thought, amazed his mind got a hold of such a un-Tsuna-ish thought. Then again his thoughts lately had been—
Tsuna groaned at the new thought that entered his mind, rolled over, and didn't see Reborn smirk in his sleep.
"Good morning…" Tsuna yawned blearily, rubbing his eyes as he went down the stairs. He had his eyes open slightly because of the lack of sleep.
"Good morning, Tsu-kun." greeted his mom as he entered the dining room. "We're having UFO-shaped pancakes with ice-cream and syrup on top, today." His mom said and placed a plate in front of him.
"Yeah, yeah." Tsuna yawned again and felt around for his fork.
"All his life has he looked away." Reborn said from across him.
Tsuna opened his eyes slightly wider and did a double take. Reborn was sitting on his usual chair, but he was wearing something that looked like a monk's robe.
"To the future, to the horizon." Reborn continued, twirling Tsuna's fork in his hands. "Never his mind on where he was…what he was doing."
"Who the hell are you?;;" Tsuna asked, looking dumbfounded.
His mom chose to answer for Reborn. "I think Reborn-chan wants to watch the Star Wars marathon this afternoon. He's cosplaying Yoda, now." She said, and smiled. "He also invited your friends, too, Tsu-kun." And then she faced the stove again. "I think I'll have to make more pancakes later."
'Don't say that smiling, mom.' Was what Tsuna thought. Then he looked at his own pancaked. He noticed Reborn's pancake was bigger. "Why is Reborn's pancake bigger?" Tsuna wondered out loud.
"Size matters not." Reborn replied. "Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you?"
Tsuna decided not to reply to this weirdo and reached for his fork, instead. Reborn moved it away. But since Tsuna was more or less trained to defend himself and his food during mealtimes, he managed to get the fork from Reborn's hand.
Of course, he didn't know Reborn was going easy on him.
"Powerful you have become, Dooku." Reborn said, nodding with mock approval. "The Dark Side I sense in you."
'WTF.' said Tsuna's face. But he just started to eat in silence. And unconsciously, thoughts about a certain Hibari began to fill his mind.
But how can he just take it off his mind? His maddening smile, and his quiet, dangerous presence. Is he suppose to not feel anything from that just because they were both guys? And how is he supposed to face the DC leader, again? He could go on like normal and not mind what happened, but at the same time, there was something he fears losing…
"The fear of loss is a path to the Dark Side." Reborn suddenly said.
Tsuna snapped out of his thoughts and made him glare at Reborn from across the table. But Reborn was pouring more syrup on his pancake.
"…Do not just barge into my brain like that." Tsuna said, and stabbed his pancake with the fork. If Reborn knew what he'd been thinking yesterday, the baby wouldn't let him hear the end of it.
'Do not think, do not think.' Tsuna chanted in his mind, and hastened to eat his food to get away from this cosplaying mind-reader. 'Do not think' Cut. 'Do not think.' Chew. 'Do not think.' Swallow. 'Do not think.'
Tsuna looked up at the same time Leon became a tape measure.
A sudden wave of images from yesterday afternoon flashed in his mind and in the middle of it, he found himself starting to go red. He grabbed for his glass of juice before hurriedly drinking it.
Reborn smirked from drinking his coffee. "Once you start down the path of the dark side," he began, and put down his mug. "Forever does it dominate your destiny."
Tsuna almost sprayed juice on Reborn's face, but he knew better than to do that. So he forcibly swallowed the orange juice and almost choked.
"What." Cough. "Dark." Gasp. "Side." Wheeze. Tsuna took a deep breath and tried again. "Stop it with that creepy dark side stuff!"
His mom only laughed silently behind him. "How energetic so early in the morning!" she said, and took his empty glass to fill it again with juice.
Tsuna was about to say something about not letting Reborn watch the Star Wars marathon because he was obviously going crazier, (In Tsuna's perspective, Reborn is already crazy, so it had to be that the baby is going crazier.) but Bianchi just arrived.
"I'm home." She called out, and the sound of shoes being taken off was heard.
'Whose home is this, exactly?' Tsuna thought.
"Ah, welcome home, Bianchi-chan!" his mom called back and rushed to greet Bianchi. "Thanks so much for buying more ice-cream."
"No problem." Bianchi replied, and added. "I met Hayato hiding behind your gate so I brought him in."
Tsuna heard the sound of someone going up the stairs. Maybe Bianchi decided to let Gokudera rest first in his room. Knowing (or not knowing) she was the cause of Gokudera's trauma, she was pretty considerate.
Tsuna sighed, but allowed a smile to form on his lips. Maybe this was Reborn's way of cheering him up?
During the Star Wars marathon…
"Ahahaha..! I think I'm gonna try that light-saber trick with my sword in the dojo later." A pause. "Maybe I'll try it with my bat on baseball practice tomorrow!"
"EXTREME!"
"GAHAHAHA!!"
"Lambo, quiet!"
"Lambo-san the Great is here, too! Die, Reborn!"
"Oh, great warrior, hmm? Wars not make one great."
The sound of something heavy hitting Lambo's head.
"Gotta. Stay. Calm."
Something poofed.
"Hmm…Just when I was weeding the boss' garden…"
"ROMEO!!" The sound of Bianchi's poison cooking splattering on someone's face was heard.
"GAKK;;" Someone said and fell down.
"Oh no! Kawahiro-ojiisan's ramen!" The sound of running.
"Reborn, some more ice-cream?"
Tsuna sighed heavily as he sat beside a sick Gokudera in his room who was apologizing 'because-the-tenth-is-forced-to-watch-over-me.' It was good he didn't join watching the marathon because he still wanted to keep his sanity intact. And he knew being in the room where the chaos was happening would drive him nuts.
Tsuna smiled a little while thinking about something. It made Gokudera stopped apologizing to look away and blush, thinking Tsuna was actually happy to be here with him. Well, Tsuna was indeed glad to not be in the middle of a chaotic Star Wars marathon downstairs, but he smiled because he thought that…
Well, being with Hibari kinda drives him nuts, too. But the chaos in his heart was preferable over the chaos downstairs at any other given time.
A/N: If I were Tsuna, I would probably be torn between watching over Gokudera and joining the chaos in the TV room. And no matter what angle I look at, Gokudera seems to be in love with Tsuna like crazy that it's so obvious. O_o Am I wrong?
And Tsuna's thought before he fell asleep boggled me too. XD I had to double check if I wrote what I meant.
And also, I'm sorry about the late update. O_o I was writing another fic that has light 182769 in it so…o_o But I don't think it'd be posted soon because it's not finished yet, and because I'm translating it to English. Saying that, this chapter is also late because I was finally forced(?) to make an LiveJournal account. XD;; The link is in my profile, for those who want to add me. ^_^ Thank you~
…Review? ovo/