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Chapter 6: Daddy's home
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"ALRIGHT MIDGET" I thumped back onto Tsuna's couch, "YOU HAVE A LOT OF EXPLAINING TO DO!"
Reborn ignored my little insult, "About the Watanabes?"
"Yerh! And how you knew that creepy blonde from before!" I demanded.
After the incident at the festival, most had settled down at Tsuna's house. Hibari apparently disliked crowding, so he was off. Le Retardo? As for Kyoko and Haru, they claimed they needed their beauty sleep.
"…" Reborn sat on the couch opposite mine, cushions piled up in order for him to reach my height, "The Watanabes are a secretive bunch, there are things even I don't know about them."
"What do you know?" I leaned in closer, feeling a wave of curiosity and anxiety.
"Hahaha, this is really intense!" Yamamoto commented, only for Hayato to gesture for the boy to shut up.
"They are an elite family of talented spies and assassins, working for those who offer the highest pay."
"Spies and assassins? For the mafia?" Tsuna questioned the baby.
"They work for anyone, but yes most often it is the Mafia that hire them."
"What the fux…" I leaned back, hand massaging my temples, "Why do they want me?"
"No idea" Reborn shrugged it off, "Like I said, they're a secretive bunch."
"Then, Reborn-san, what should we do?" Hayato's concerned look surprised me.
"As for now, we can only wait and see. Be on your guard Watanabe."
I silently nodded, feeling a little insecure on the inside.
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Weeks went by peacefully and the Watanabe issue managed to cram itself at the back of my head.
"My dad is coming back home" Tsuna told me as we walked along side each other back from school. He didn't seem too excited about it.
"What a coincidence, my dad's coming over to visit me too! FATE IT'S FATE, WE'RE DESTINED TO BE TOGETHER TSUNA!"
The brown eyed boy sweat dropped, "Actually I'm pretty nervous…I haven't seen him for years."
"Hmmm you know what Tsuna?"
"Yeeah..?"
"You need a break!" I shook him by the shoulders, "THIS CALL'S FOR PARTY TIMEEE!"
"I agree" Reborn approved, suddenly popping out of nowhere.
"Let's call everyone, like Yamamoto, Hayato and uhm Haru and KYOKO" I emphasized on the last note, making the brunette blush.
"Are you sure about this Yoko-chan? What if everyone's busy and –"
"No no no no" I cut him off, "Naw."
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"Who are you calling?" Hayato loomed over my phone as I went through my contact list. We were once again travelling in a large group, heading for the local arcade.
"Hibari"
"Oh oka – WAIT WHAT?" He spat out the cigarette that was sitting in his mouth, "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING THAT SON OF A BITCH? HOW THE HELL DID YOU EVEN GET HIS NUMBER?"
"Now, now, don't call him a son of a bitch, that's not very nice Hayato." I shook my head as if I were a disappointed mother, "I wanted to thank him alright?"
"Seriously? I didn't think he even owned a phone until I heard his ringtone…" The boy shuddered.
"Don't judge!" I scowled.
Hayato frowned back, "Why are you standing up for him?"
"Well…He did save me from that blonde creep." I answered as a matter of factly, "Unlike SOMEBODY here who seriously needs to train his bladder."
My implication made the boy blush and scratch his head. I giggled at the cuteness, "My gawd you can be such a dork sometimes Hayato!"
"W-what?" He turned his head away, "Then how did you get his number?"
I felt like I was being interrogated, "I have my sources…"
"..You sound like a stalker."
"FINE, I asked Kusakabe!" I looked down, feeling a little embarrassed. This was making me feel like a desperate Hibari Fan girl.
"Pssh" I remarked at my own thought with a flap of my hand, putting my mobile back into my bag, "Hibari fan girl? No way."
"The fuck?" Hayato raised an eyebrow before reaching into his pockets and taking a pack of cigarettes out.
With a look of displeasure, I slapped the evil bunch of sticks out of his hand.
"WHAT THE EFF ARE YOU DOING WOMAN? I ONLY BROUGHT ONE PACK WITH ME –"
"Hayato, you may be in the mafia but that doesn't make you invincible" I placed a hand on his shoulder, ready to give the ultimate lecture, "Smoking will kill you – and that means no more Tsuna."
"…It's not that easy to quit you know." The boy shook off my grasp.
"Well if you can't do it…YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF YOUR POSITION AS THE TENTH'S RIGHT HAND MAN."
The smoker put his hands on his chest, as if he just had the shock of his life "…Not worthy?"
"Not worthy." I repeated.
"Hmm, what's not worthy?" Yamamoto chimed, head poking in between our shoulders.
"Oh I was just saying" I casually began, "that Hayato should stop smoking."
"Hahaha she's right Gokudera!"
"Shut up baseball freak! Nobody asked for your opinion!" Hayato snapped back at the raven haired boy, only for the latter to laugh it off once again.
I was about to comment, but was abruptly stopped by the ringing of my phone. The bunch of friends turned their heads toward me at the sudden noise. I quickly searched my bag for the mobile, frantically digging into the second compartment and wishing that I hadn't put my phone back.
"Hello?" I finally answered.
The voice on the other side of the line replied, "Yoko? It's me, your dad."
"..Oh, hey dad" I spoke a little too soft.
"Where are you? I'm outside your house right now."
"…Alright I'm coming" I bided him a quick goodbye before slamming the phone shut.
Hayato was once again glancing at my mobile, "Who was it?"
"My dad." I spoke with a dry voice, "I gotta go now."
"Wha-?"
"Bye guys!" I waved at the confused bunch before dashing off towards my place.
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"Sooo" I broke the awkward silence, "What brings you here dad?"
The old man looked at me with a gloom expression before speaking "Yoko, I know that we may not be on good terms at times but you are still my daughter."
I gulped at his words and prepared for the worst to come.
"…your mother wants you back." His solemn voice cringed at the thought.
"I kind of noticed. She's been 'sending' people after me." My dad opened his mouth to speak but I wasn't finished there, "You never told me she was part of some secret spying organisation!"
"Spies and assassins" He corrected, making me face palm, "Yoko, the problem is…you going back to the Watanabe family was part of the agreement."
"What agreement?" I immediately asked, "Oh god what now?"
Dad lowered his head, "In the beginning, she..your mother was granted custody of you. The only reason you're with me now is because she LET me."
"Huh?" I was taking time to process all these thoughts, "W-wait, so she didn't leave us? You guys..separated?"
"..Basically. The plan was for you to spend 15 years with me and the rest of your teenage years with her. But of course I'm not willing to give you back. If you were to join them, you'd be living quite a brief life…"
"Second that" I agreed, nodding, "So..what happens now?"
"I was thinking of mov –"
"NO."
"Oh, well uh…" He stroked his chin, "I've been getting a few threats from them actually.."
"THREATS?" I stood up, slamming the table in the process.
"Yes, I refused to tell them your where abouts but looks like they found you anyway. How did you get away?"
"Erh..a friend of mine saved me" I coughed, not wanting to tell my dad I was actually already associated with the mafia.
Dad looked at me weirdly, obviously not falling for my white lie.
"I see…" He brushed it off, "Well as of now, there is nothing we can do besides staying put and avoiding shady men…"
"Yah totally dad" I crooked an eyebrow, "What about police?"
"HAH" He sarcastically remarked, "Like those guys could do anything to help"
I nodded, knowing he was right. They were against some secret mafia associates after all.
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"Hayato! Yamamoto!" I shouted as I banged the hospital door open.
The two figures resting on the white beds looked up, "What are you doing here woman?" one asked.
"Reborn called" I answered as I strode towards them, "What happened yesterday? How the hell did you guys get injured again?"
"We were defeated…badly" Yamamoto didn't seem his usual self.
"By who?"
"Long haired freak" Hayato grunted, "don't know why yet, woke up with this around my neck." The boy lifted up the chain tied around his neck, a ring bound in between.
"Same here" Yamamoto showed us his.
I sighed, grabbed the nearest chair and sat beside the two, "Now I have more to worry about, great."
"Was it the phone call yesterday?" The baseball idiot asked, surprising not as dense as usual.
"Yeah… I'll tell you guys next time"
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Dad peered into the fridge, only to face utter disappointment, "..Can you cook Yoko?"
"Erh..Hell yeah! I cook like a boss!" I responded, sending him a few dodgy looks.
"Well, why do I only see instant meals in your fridge then?"
"You came at the wrong time, that's why…" I lied, fidgeting with my skirt.
"Hmmm" The old man closed the fridge door and leaned back up, "Go buy some raw groceries then, and cook Yoko, I want to see how much of a grown woman my daughter has become."
Letting out a soft sigh, I nodded meekly and headed out the door. Sure I could cook, but I hated the effort. It may seem fun at first but it gets tiring, especially for a lazy person like me.
Arriving at the grocery store, I picked out a few carrots and potatoes, wanting to make simple curry. The trick was the curry powder, buy a good brand and tada, delicious curry for all.
"Heheheh.." I giggled to myself as I examined a potato, "what a marvellous potato, I must buy you!"
"Herbivore" The stern voice made me drop my precious potato and turn.
"H-Hibari?" I looked up at the prefect, clothed in his Wac Donalds uniform, "Erh..back from a shift and…grocery shopping are you?"
The boy grunted before peering down at the box of potatoes before him, "Oh well…I forgot to thank you for last time, so uhm, thanks Hibari!" I gleamed.
He looked at me from the corner of his eyes, not responding to my thanks. Before I could ask about the chained ring around his neck, he decided to speak, "Explain yourself."
"Huh?" I tilted my head sideways.
"..Why are you being targeted?" The boy demanded, taking off his hat.
"Oh.." I figured it was okay to tell Hibari, "Complicated family business, apparently my mother's from this secret spies and assassins organisation."
Hibari raised a brow.
"Devastating I know" I wanted a change in subject "ANYWAYYY, what brings you here tonight? Potatoes? Making mashed potatoes are you? I love that!"
"..No."
"You can cook? Maternal instincts kicking in eh Hibari?"
"…"
"Well I'm making curry tonight"
"…"
"I'M GONNA HAVE CURRY TONIGHT! YEAH! CURRY TONIGHT~! OOOH!" I burst into a little song as I once again began picking out potatoes.
"Shut it. Your voice is irritating." Hibari scowled.
"Eh?" I slapped my cheek, "Really? I've always thought I had a wonderful voice…A VOICE THAT SHINES SO BRIGHT IT COULD WAKE THE DEAD!"
"Heh" Hibari laughed.
HIBARI LAUGHED? Well it was more of a mocking, sarcastic "Hmph" BUT STILL!
"H-HIBARI? Is that you?" I gasped.
The prefect's curved lips were frowning again, "what?"
"I mean like..you laughed! How..HOW IS THIS HAPPENING? Am I dreaming?" I pinched myself on the arm.
"So stupid" Hibari raised his eyebrows.
"HEY! I am a very intelligent being thank you very much...Oh yeah! You got that weird ring thing too huh?"
The boy looked down at the ring tied around his neck by chains and held it up, "this?"
"Yeah, Hayato and Yamamoto go it too."
"Hayato…" Hibari's eyes narrowed.
"Yah HA-YA-TO. Why do you look so shifty? He your arch nemesis or something?"
"Gokudera Hayato?" He ignored my question, looking as apathetic as usual.
"Pfft, who else" I grinned.
"..I see" He took his bag of vegetables and left without another word.
It was funny seeing him walk out of a grocery store in full WacDonalds attire and holding a bag of potatoes. Speaking of potatoes, they're my favourite!
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I waited at the stop light, putting the groceries on the floor whilst I did. It was a fortunate act seeing as almost immediately after, a blonde foreign stumbled right into me.
"Oww" I sat back up and stared at my scraped hands.
"Sorry miss, are you alright?" the man asked with a hand stretched out, a gesture of guidance.
"Yeah I'm fine" I grabbed onto his hand as he pulled me up.
"Uhmmm" He looked at me from head to toe, "Are you perhaps a middle schooler from Nami chu?"
"Yerp"
"Do you maybe know the where abouts of a boy named Hibari Kyouya..?"
My jaw dropped. How and why does Hibari have connections with a sexy foreign man?
"Erh.." I looked up at the man, "Hibari Kyouya the old hermit who lives at school?"
"Old hermit? My sources told me he was 16..." The man placed a hand on his chin as he thought.
"Oh well it's probably him, there's only one Hibari in the whole of Namimori anyway!" I claimed.
"Alright, thanks!" He smiled" I'll be off to Nami chu then" Waving, he turned towards the right and headed off.
I stared at his figure for a few seconds before noticing the pitiful man trip again. Gosh, he was worse then Tsuna! Feeling a little sorry for the guy, I grabbed my groceries and ran off after him.
"Erhmm, Nami chu is that way" I stood before him, pointing, "I can take you if you want."
"Eh really?" His handsome face looked up at me with glee, "If you don't mind then-"
"Don't worry, I have nothing better to do" I reassured, looking down at my bag of groceries.
…Dad can wait.
DERP. Sorry for slow update guys, I was..Preoccupied *cough* maple *cough*. Anyway, I have holidays now yeeeeeeee boi! :D I'll try my best to update more regularly :D
This chapter was full of very useless rambling..I know. Sorry if I disappointed you D: BUT, I'll try to make the next chapter better C:!
Thanks for reading and happy holidays!
BTW.. CHAPTER 320 SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT
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how fucking awesome was Hibari? But I reckon he was so OOC, talked way more than usual O: ...AND ISN'T ROLL JUST THE CUTEST THING?