Author's note: Thank you for the previous reviews. I'll as hard as I can to update daily. Haha, my mom wants me to exercise with her this summer though. Hahaha, anyway, sorry in advance for Byakuran and Mukuro here. Thanks for waiting! :D Yes, I imagined Tsuna being a girl, but blaa, I'm not really good in choosing clothes, so I described mostly the Tsuna from google. ;) Clothes credits to them. :D
Warning: Grammar mistakes, slightly confusing, OOC
Chapter 9: The Contest
The sun is shining, the birds are singing. The windy morning that should have been a pleasant morning, but hey look, here they are playing a child-like game called, Tagging. Who's the it and who's the captor, you ask? Of course, Tag is considered to be a normal game, where one person chases five and above people until they touch them to say they're tag, but to his situation now, it's the other way around. One person running, more than twenty people chasing.
He would have given up from the beginning as he is not fond of running, hell even playing sports that involves running, but today is an exception. He is running to save his dignity, and also to save his life from those hungry predators that are aiming to catch him in any possible way. It started this one peaceful night, where he and the others were readying for a warm comfy bed when a student barged in to their room.
Tsuna and the others, as well as Fon who didn't participate in the game were exhausted and drained. Tsuna was the most tired from them all. Imagine how much he had to suffer during their school activity involving solving riddles and finding the objects listed in the process, calling it treasure hunting by the teachers. To Tsuna, solving the riddles with Byakuran and Mukuro on your side would have been considered as lucky because when those two really tried, they could be as smart as Albert Einstein and solving the riddles had been as easy as choking on a cotton candy, but unsurprisingly he almost choke from saying that he genuinely enjoyed the little game, actually he did, but for some reason, he didn't want to remember it again.
When Byakuran was on his Albert Einstein mode, he had this aura that could make people ran away from him while wetting their pants in the process. He would raise his hands in a child-like manner if he knew the answer, but before answering the question he would dance around first scaring other people in the process as they didn't want to be involved with some crazed psycho who just got released from his tenfold white clothes with multiple padlocks on it, and some of it were even a high-tech lock that only geniuses could remember the padlock's password as it has contain a hundred combination of letters and numbers, and also be concerned on the uppercase and lowercase of the letters, yes he's that scary. And then, he would start talking about on how marshmallows were invented by Mickey Mouse and how Minnie Mouse liked it whenever Micky made her some stew mixed with bowl of marshmallows. Imagined how that would taste like, but to Tsuna's astonishment Byakuran seemed to like the idea. He would have puke right here and there, but thanks to Mukuro covering his ears was a little helpful action not to make him have nightmares later.
Mukuro's Albert Einstein mode was a little bearable, but not so little. Imagine a child crying in front of you while screaming at you with their saliva in every word they spat directly aiming at your face and then those sticky substances that came from their little noses whenever they tried to calm their selves down. Why was Mukuro involved? Of course, whenever Mukuro knew the answer for the riddle, Tsuna expected him to answer fast, but to his disappointment he would start ranting on how much he loathed Christmas first because a Santa Claus wasn't on their ceiling giving out gifts while catching his breath saying "Hohoho," but Goddamn it, where have you seen a story or a movie where a dangling Santa Claus starred? Every time the children that passed them listened to his story, they would start arguing with the president with every possible way, and of course the brave one he was – no, Mukuro pulled him before anyone could passed their germs to him – and he would be standing right next to Mukuro receiving all the substances – he was the considerate shield, damn it - that supposedly be stuck in their own bodies, but nooo. They were generous enough to share them to him, apparently, all of those nasty constituents that they were able to store for how much long, half of the century, were all given to him with much pleasure and gratitude. Those events happened for about three times, and luckily for Tsuna, he didn't need to go with the two presidents, submitting all the things that they'd found. Yes, he was fucking tired.
When Tsuna was peacefully enjoying his little snack in the living room across the kitchen with G napping on the sofa, Fon sipping his tea on the table sitting comfortably even without a chair, and then Cozart snoring beside him when a loud knocking could be heard from the other side, known as the door.
"What?!" G answered irritably, who wouldn't be? This person, whoever he was, was knocking really hard and felt like the door was breaking in pieces if they didn't answer it immediately. G stood up behind the door, and opened it harshly,
"Damn it! Can you at least consider the thoughts of breaking the fucking door?!" he was pissed, all right. The person who had been standing there without saying anything while his hands still on the form of knocking felt like burying himself on the ground. G could be scary sometimes, scarier than an outlandish lady in white who was bathing next to the wishing well using its water as the form of cleansing her from the bubbles created by her self-made soap and shampoo and then fell in the process. The lady then decided to take her revenge on the wind that fucking blew her existence by blowing so hard making her fall in the deep wishing well. The people then called it, the Grudge. Yes, that's how scary G was.
"A-ah, I-I j-just wanted to inform you about the big event that will be held three days from now," the guy with the big round glasses, squinted eyes, braces on his teeth, while wearing a shining red bow tie pairing with striped shirt with jumpers, and a brown denim shorts, reaching his waist stuttered. Yes, what would you like to suggest on calling him? Don't even bother.
"So? Does this matter concern us from hearing your fucking hands knocking really loud and hard nearly breaking this freaking door? Do you have any idea how much this would cause our bill?! And not only you disturbed my nap, but you also disturb the others' sleeping, do you have any idea on how that would affect a person?!" G snapped, he would have slit this person's neck if Cozart didn't stop him.
"So what do you want?"
"A-ah, w-well,"
"Damn it! If you are here to annoy my little so temper to no end, you should have said so in the beginning. I would gladly help you experience a movie-like feeling, you know, a movie where the antagonist is dying?!"
"G, you should really calm yourself down, you're waking the people inside the nearby suites," warned Cozart, and to the errand boy's relief, G finally calmed his nerves down.
"So what do you want?"
"Lal-sensei told me to inform every student in all the three schools that the deciding competition for the representative of each class will be happening three days from now and students shall all choose their representatives for your respective class. Tomorrow, at exactly 11:59 am will be the deadline for the submission of the names for your candidates to represent your school, and here's the catch. Only guys are able to enter the said event, no girls are allowed to enter because this is for entertainment and as well as for the embarrassment for the unlucky ones," he finished talking. G only stared at him, Tsuna didn't hear a thing as he was busy munching on his biscuits, Cozart leaned on the nearby wall, and Fon only continued sipping his oolong tea.
When the morning came, the sun shines brightly at him and woke him up from his slumber, when a loud noise came from his door. G only ignored the noise as he was too busy turning the fucking alarm clock off, seriously, that alarm clock never failed to wake them up from the most wrong period of the day. Cozart only grunted and Fon didn't bother to open his eyes. Tsuna – the nice one – open the door and saw a huge mob of students – all of them was his classmates – and Tsuna could only wonder what they needed at this time of the day. It's only seven in the morning, what the hell do they need?!
"What?" Tsuna growled scaring all students in the process, except for Reborn, Giotto, Enma, Gokudera, Yamamoto, Hana, Kyoko, and Haru of course.
"Dame-Tsuna, I need you to help me on something," Reborn said, Tsuna only raised his brows at this. There's no way that this day was happening. Reborn asking him for help was something outrageous and only the world's abomination would happen first before Reborn lower his pride to ask someone for help. And to top it all, he was asking for help from him. This was a sign of World War III, an exact replica of the previous leader who cause the World War before probably got awaken and started rummaging the entire Japan. He would have laugh at all the thoughts that he just imagined just by looking at Reborn's blank face while pleading him for some sort of help, although Tsuna didn't know what the other need for assistance, when his brother talked.
"Tsu-chan, we need you to be our representative for this class," Tsuna only nodded, not really had any clues on what on earth the other was saying. He didn't listen to last night's conversation with the errand boy when he was talking with G and Cozart. And he didn't have any clue on what on earth his part would be on this little ploy. His trance of thoughts were interrupted when his ears perked up when he heard murmuring from his shitty class,
"Yes, we actually made him agree," the girl said with excitement,
"Yeah, I thought it would be hard considering the clothes that they had to wear," the other girl added,
"Well, it's our lucky day. Imagine him – the most suitable guy for dressing up as a girl – will be our representative for our class, we will surely win this," the girl finished. Tsuna could only sigh and of course, run for the sake of humanity!
Tsuna is now breathing really hard from all the running. Imagine how you would feel if you run around the place where you are not familiar with. This should have been easy if he knew the layout of the hotel, but no, to his damn luck, he doesn't. Now he's in the Janitor's closet, savoring his moments with the wavy mop and a pair of pails with dirty waters on it, sometimes he can smell the rather distressing smell coming from the dirty water and he swears, he will not cry.
Tsuna flinched when he heard large footsteps coming all the way where he is currently hiding - afraid of getting caught – he hides behind the mop which is really stupid because even a newborn baby will know the difference between a real hair from an authentic rag. The footsteps stopped at where Tsuna was hiding, and Tsuna swore his heart almost pop. He would have surrender from all the running and hiding, but hey, if you're a guy with mostly feminine features because of your mother's strong chromosomes, you would at least wished you wouldn't have to experience dressing up as like the other guys said, the matrons. The door from the closet opens and Tsuna swear if he will get caught, he will most like just jump off the ocean and never return again, probably he will build a large mansion under the ocean and have him a gag that can allow breathing under the deep sea.
"Herbivore, what are you doing here?" Tsuna just looks at those frightening eyes while his eyes full of hope that the other won't turn him in, yes he thought of just going on the cell than going together with his shitty class that had a Nezu-sensei as the homeroom teacher, oh you would do the same too.
"What do you want?" Kyoya is having a strange feeling inside him because of those caramel brown big eyes looking at him like he's some kind of angel that sent from above and hoping to have him saved in return. And he swears the leader of the herbivores in the jungle looks vulnerable and helpless. He really should learn how to control his emotions and how to function his brain. For the last few days, he's having strange thoughts about the brunet, and even his pet Hibird couldn't understand what he was feeling – not like it did before – but Kyoya is a strange being, so be it.
Tsuna only grunted showing him the paper for the pageant. Yes, it's a pageant damn it. He got the paper from the front desk a while ago when most of his unknown classmates were chasing him, as if they're ready to climb the most dangerous Volcano on Earth just to get ahold of him and this scared him to no end, for the first time he got scared without being hurt in the process – probably he would if they catch him considering those girls were as dangerous as the extinct dinosaurs and fearless too – and got scarred for being born having feminine features that always ruined his manliness, of course his cold demeanor to the others. Seriously, how on earth did his kaa-san topped his dad's genes? Although having his dad's features would be considering him as part of the Yakuza or some sort of gang, or probably much worse, the Mafia.
Kyoya, after reading the paper made a mental note himself that he needed his classmates, not that he cared, to choose the ugliest person on Earth. He would like to see a school girl Tsuna, yes he's being a pervert now – everybody does. Kyoya, without giving the other warning dragged the poor Tsunayoshi on the front desk where the registrations for the contest was placed, and to Tsuna's sulking, Kyoya made him right his name. He would have beaten the crap out of this irrational prefect, but he's too tired to resist as he had been running for the last four hours and half an hour of his life. Yes, from 7am when the others made noises behind their now broken door to 11:30 am after Kyoya caught him.
"Thank you for your cooperation," the student body said, while winking, no it looks more of a squinting than a cute winking. For the ice cream's sake! Who on Earth would think that squinting and winking are similar in meaning?! Kyoya only nods in return – disgusted from what just happened – and dragging Tsuna along. Tsuna did not utter a word since the day he woke up today, much to his relief, he's been talking nonstop when he met his friends, and that didn't make him comfortable. He doesn't like talking, but whenever he's with people he most comfortable being with, he can't bring himself from being the rude one to them, especially Gokudera who always wanted to kill himself by committing seppuku and shave his head – bald – and never leave his room again, for some reason he doesn't want to know. Reborn also is an exception, for some reason, that guy made him comfortable the day they shared a worthless conversation, it's as if he knew the guy before he met him. Not that it would be true, for he knew to himself that he wouldn't have gotten into Italy, no freaking way.
Kyoya drags Tsuna to the nearby bench, and sits next to him with his pet, Hibird singing the lullaby that some lady in bathing suit taughtt the bird while flying around to search for his master. To Kyoya's relief, the song is soothing and a good song for his future napping. It was sweet, melodious, and nice to hear. Tsuna yawns because of the nice song that the bird is singing – they didn't find it strange that the bird can actually sings word by word – and a surprise yelp come out from his parted lips while his eyes with droplets of tears from yawning when a heavy load come resting on his lap. He would have retorted and ran away, but the prefect's head was like nailed on his lap, and his butt nailed on the bench.
"We need to find him now!" the girl said,
"Or else we will be considered default!" the other girl said,
"Look at the clock, only five minutes left and we will have no choice but to choose a random person in our class!" the other girl said, wonder why the guys hasn't said anything? They didn't want to endanger their life anymore. When someone brave came out and started questioning the girls on why they wanted really bad to get ahold of the damn snobby brat – Tsuna of course – when there are many male students beside that guy – which earn him a lot of glare from the guys in the background – when the girls turned around and who know what happened to guy after that – really, it's a scary experience – and now they're running around – of course the guy was left missing, no one dared to question where on earth he flew off to – searching for the runaway brunet. This would have been easy for them if the others didn't start side commenting when the brunet agreed to help, damn it.
"This game sure is interesting! I wonder where Tsuna went," Yamamoto exclaims while laughing – earning glares from his companions – of course the number one who gets really mad is Gokudera – who else would play the part?
"You baseball-idiot! Jyuudaime's life is at stake! Those rubbish girls are tormenting him for running away! I will save you Jyuudaime, wait for me!" Gokudera was about to run and save his Jyuudaime when a large pair of hands stopped him,
"Bastard, let me go!"
"Hayato, don't you want to see Tsu-chan in dress?" Giotto's been quiet the whole time, not even bothering helping the poor boy who almost felt like robbed when he questioned the girls. He always had thoughts of Tsuna dressing up as a girl – pervert, hentai bastard – when they were little, and it increased tenfold when he came back.
The others did some thinking too – even Lampo is thinking which is nearly possible without the Earth being destroyed – lazy bum Lampo – and the thoughts of having his Tsuna-nii dressing up as a girl is what he surely wants to see. Gokudera on the other hand is having a war on his head. If he tries to save his Jyuudaime from these creeps, he won't be able to see a girl version of his Jyuudaime and then if he search his Jyuudaime and makes him register for the event, he will be able to see a dazzling Jyuudaime. The war is between the insolence or the hero, for once, Gokudera chose the insolence involving his Jyuudaime.
"W-well, I would like to," Yamamoto is smiling like his usual smile, but he's having troubles in his head too. Thinking of Tsuna on that way was not really his thing, but even if he questions himself for three times, he knew what he will answer – of course, it's to see Tsuna in dress!
"Good, now we only have five minutes, and I'm sure Reborn and the others are doing some findings too, but to be sure, let's check on the registration's office – no it's not an office just a table with a duck as a design on it – and see if Tsu-chan registered his name, forcibly," Giotto beams, while dragging Lampo, Gokudera, and Yamamoto in the process.
When they reach the registration supposedly office, only three minutes left on the clock before the deadline. Giotto reads the list after getting chills from the squinting or what, was that considered a wink? Anyway, he beams happily when he sees a neatly written name – Sawada Tsunayoshi – on the paper, although he do knows that Tsuna's handwritten is way different from this, but anyway there's still his signature on the right side so he guesses it's fine. Giotto gets his phone from his back pocket and flips it to call someone and stop the chase.
"Hello Reborn?"
"Yeah?"
"Tsu-chan's name is on the list,"
"Dame-Tsuna, okay," and the phone hung up before Giotto could reply back. He faces his companions who he brings – dragged actually – together with him to look at the list, and they all knew that something good happened because of the flowery background coming from the blonde.
"Hey, Reborn-san told me that Sawada-san's name is on the list," the guy said,
"EH?!" earning squeals from the girls – apparently they have heart shapes on their eyes – and wincing pains from the guys' eardrums. 'These girls are like the exact replica of a witch who dressed up as a beautiful maiden,' the guys' all thought.
"Yes, he said that Ieyasu-san went to the registration's office – told you it's not a an office – and checked to see if the Sawada-san's name was on there, and they did find his name," the other guy said, recovering from his nearly deaf ear – of course recovering was fast to think – and the girls start squealing again.
"Okay, you really should stop on doing that or you'll pay for our monthly bills and checks for our ears, damn it," the guy said, the girls shut their mouths – billions of thank you are sent to Kami-sama – because the girls don't want to trouble themselves of taking care of these imbeciles, to Kurokawa Hana, these monkeys.
Tsuna wakes up from the pain on his neck – imagine you sitting on the bench with someone on your lap and you had no choice but to place your head on your back – and looks at his surroundings. He sighs in relief knowing that his crazed shitty classmates are nowhere to be found, but when he feels like standing up, a huge head appeared – more like a pokemon, laugh, damn it – Tsuna remembers that Kyoya actually naps on his lap. He tries getting up but Kyoya only hiss while muttering 'I'll bite you to death if you dare wake me up' and then fall asleep again. Tsuna just sighs, completely defeated. He's so damn sure that his oh-so-wonderful-name is written on the list because of this prefect resting on his lap. 'Damn, I should really get going, my body hurts, and I'm so freaking tired from all those running,' Tsuna thought and sigh again.
Kyoya is enjoying his moment, actually, getting all the necessary heat from the other, and it feels warm. He wasn't sleeping either when the brunet fell asleep. He chuckled, chuckled, the Hibari Kyoya chuckled, damn it when he heard what the other was saying when Tsuna was having his little nap. The brunet kept muttering under his breath, "Murder... Kill… Shitty… Classmates… Running… Damn…" while heaving heavily. He feels that the brunet is breathing harder than before, so he looks up and commands,
"Herbivore, stop shaking," although he really intended to asked 'what's wrong, are you okay?' But that didn't go as planned. Anyway, Tsuna looks down to meet the other's eyes and tries to stop himself from shaking, but failed to do so. Kyoya stands up from his position – reluctantly – and sees what is wrong with the herbivore. And to his relief, nothing was wrong, just a little tired from running and unable to grasp his breath.
Kyoya carries the brunet, carries, in a bridal-style earning a silent yelp – how was that even possible – from the brunet. Kyoya snatches the keycard from the brunet's pants and opens the door to the herbivore's room. He just needed some sleep, after all, from all that running, even he the Hibari Kyoya would get really tired – the fact that he was chased by a large mob – he can only give a sigh, inwardly. When Kyoya was about to leave, a quiet voice rang his ears saying,
"Thank you, Hibari-san," and then fall asleep. Hibari smiles, inwardly, while his face remains stoic and emotionless. He gets out from the room and instantly locks the door from the outside. He breathes. There are so many thoughts that come to his mind, racing on who goes first and who goes last. He really needs to learn again how to control his heart because seriously, it's beating so loud. He runs to the hallway and goes straight to his room – he's the only one there, think of a reason why – and gets back to his nap after thinking of an inappropriate image of the brunet on his head.
Byakuran is trying to find the brunet – for different reason – but he can't seem to grasp the existence of his little beautiful marshmallow. Yesterday was fun – at least for him – when he was spending the day with his little marshmallow even if the pineapple head was there. The genuine smiles and beliefs – for solving the riddles - that the brunet gave him was warm and didn't have any ill-thoughts or side track from that. It's genuine and real, something he wouldn't think he would experience in his life existence. He could feel from his long-time rival that the other felt the same, and he will surely win the brunet's attention and gives him his comforting hugs – dancing on poles would be good too – while the brunet will only snuggles on his chest. His imagination is reaching getting haywire again.
"Fufufu~ where are you hiding, bunny-rabbit?" Byakuran quietly muttered to himself. He needs to find the brunet if he doesn't want his rival to get ahold of him first. He goes outside to see if the brunet is hiding below the ocean – for he knew that the brunet was running from his classmates – and only saw what made his heart clenched in pain. He doesn't know what the feeling is, but it hurts that feeling when he saw the brunet's lap with Hibari Kyoya on it. Of all people, why choose Hibari Kyoya?! But his ranting stops when he sees the brunet is shaking, he understood the situation right away. His little beautiful marshmallow had no choice but to surrender because he was tired. Byakuran believed his theory and tailed the one breathing hard and the one carrying.
Mukuro tries to escape from his brute sister from cuffing him to the pole. Why you ask? The great Mukuro-nii-sama was trying to escape from his paperwork. He promised to her before they boarded the plane that he would finish all his unsolved paperwork when they got to their location, but nooo. Her nii-sama was trying to escape from all the works and manipulating her to do all of his work in his stead. This aggravated of course the little Chrome-chan in the process. Even if she wanted his nii-sama to end up with her nee-chan – Tsuna for everyone – she didn't want to get that oldie for having stressed thoughts while sorting papers that needed to be sign by the student president.
"Kufufu~ Chrome-chan isn't being nice to her older brother," even if Mukuro looks calm and composed, he's sweating really hard. From the heat that he is getting and from the cuffs that attaches him to the pole – where on earth did she even get those?
"No, Mukuro-nii-sama, you won't be leaving this room with me in here," Chrome from her quiet voice snarled,
"But I really need to go! I promise I'll finish those annoying papers after I get back,"
"No excuses, nii-sama. You won't be leaving here until you finish signing these papers,"
"Kufufu~ how can I sign those if you cuff both my hands on the pole?"
"You have to use your mouth or your feet, yes, as a punishment for dumping all your works to my desk, kufufu~," Chrome laughs evilly, while Mukuro sweat drops at his sister's sadist side. Mukuro only sighs while his pen on his mouth signing all the papers – more than 10 stacks of papers – giving up the will to ask the brunet on a date.
Yes, he was planning to ask the brunet on a date, and unfortunately when he was sleeping last night, thinking all the fun that he experienced when he was the brunet – of course letting out his hate with Santa Claus was a relief too – when he woke up in the morning, he found his hands cuff on the pole where he didn't remember having that there from the start.
After following the two people, he quickly made his way inside the room not letting the prefect notice his presence. When the prefect left breathing really hard, Byakuran came out from where he was hiding. He makes his way to where the prefect had brought his little marshmallow and plans on asking him on a date. The dinner that they were supposed to get is until 12midnight strikes so he still has time. When he enters the room, he sees the brunet at the top bunker breathing softly.
Byakuran stands on the bottom bed, and scans the brunet's soft face. There he sees a slightly brown pale skin, slightly parted looking lips, big eyelids covering his big caramel innocent brown eyes, and that messy gravity defying hair of his little marshmallow. In Byakuran's mind, his little marshmallow is perfect, he looks perfect in that hooded shirt and that cocky pants. In Byakuran's logic, his little marshmallow is the most blessed creature in this human world. Byakuran stroke those messy hairs slightly covering his eyelids, and smiles genuinely to himself, while thinking 'Can't resist you, eh?'
After a while, Byakuran leaves the sleeping brunet and gives away his recognition as the winner to some random student who apparently tripped in front of him, the cause? A flying mop.
The sun is shining – really you don't have any other words? – and the brunet's limbs are so freaking tired. He swears he will not run in his P.E. class ever again even if he gets B's or C's because damn it, he felt like he ran almost 30 miles yesterday. He rubs his eyes and yawns, while standing up – he completely forgot that he's on the top bed – earning a huge thump on his head for banging his head accidentally on the ceiling. 'Damn it, can this day gets any worse?' Oh, he thought so wrong.
Tsuna goes to the bathroom, not minding if the others are still asleep – he completely ignored the fact that he transported from the outside bench to his bedroom – and takes a long shower. After thinking of so many thoughts, he only thought something so obvious that he should have before, 'Why have I not gone to the beach again?' His thoughts are interrupted when the morning clock rings again, seriously, how many times on a day should they receive those annoying rings? It's not even funny.
G really wanted to kill – yes, it's an object – the fucking morning clock, but the teachers warned them that they will charged it on their account, much to his luck. Cozart grunted, again, how many times have he done that since the day they landed on this island? Fon – the calm one – still has his mug on his lips. He seems to be always the one to get up before everyone without knowing that his presence is in one room.
"Let's go to the hall, damn teachers for not knowing how to wake up students in a proper way, tch," G growls at the door, yes, at the door. He have no one to blame his irritation so the door – apparently it's fixed again – accepts all his curses and swears. Fortunately, Cozart was able to stop G from breaking the door again because if he didn't stop, they will get an earful lesson from the teachers again and of course, another bill.
When they open the door, a huge crowd surprised them. Tsuna wanted to run, but his shitty classmates were as fast as lighting so he didn't get any chance to slip away. G, Cozart, and Fon only shrugs the thought of having their roommate gets kidnap by some random people – what a heartless bastards.
"Let's practice on your walking, Sawada-san," Tsuna only groans in response. Damn it, these girls who forcibly dragged him with the help of the guys in their classroom in one of their room – apparently the girls threatened the guys that if they don't help dragging the fast runner, brunet, they will see and experience hell in no time – and started rummaging his privacy. They choose different dresses from high school girl's uniform to traditional yukatas for girls. And then after rummaging his pure innocence, they made him walk and walk with a bunch of heavy books on his head saying that it was the only way to stand properly, and to Tsuna's thought, 'Who cares about walking anyway? Damn it, don't they know that everyone has a unique way of walking?'
In the end, Tsuna's protests didn't work, and the girls left him all scratched up from the super high heels that they made him wear and from the books the fallen on his head and feet whenever he messed up his walking. For Tsuna, this was worse than any beatings that he received from his father when he was little practicing for himself to survive reality. And Tsuna made a mental note to himself that women were definitely the most petrifying human beings being born in this world.
The same things happened for two days before the elimination round and yes, Tsuna is gasping for air. His classmates – girls – including Haru, Hana, and Kyoko, they all made Tsuna suffer from all the walking, talking in a lady-like (damn this), how to charm the judges, and lastly, how to look glamorous when it's his turn stands on stage.
And now the elimination round is happening, between him and the other representatives in his school, the grand finale for the three schools will be held tomorrow after the elimination day tonight.
Everyone can watch the elimination round as well as the grand finals round as each class's representatives will be held in the same room. There are only three sections in each level for their High School, as they considered themselves elite, according to the bragging of Nezu-sensei. So, if Namimori has 3 years of high school, their representatives will consist of 9 people, same as the two remaining school.
"Good evening, miss number 7," Tsuna hisses at the host. Damn it, how dare he calls him miss? Although Tsuna is hissing like a cat on this freak host, he really looks like a girl. He's wearing a white long sleeves polo shirt, topping a brownish colored shirt and a big red ribbon on his neck. He's also wearing a mini brownish skirt with white high knee socks, and brownish colored boots, the short ones with high heels. And then his hair has a little ribbon on it, while his gravity hair still remains but they put a long extension to his brown hair and a set of headphones placed on his neck. In other words, Tsuna is plain gorgeous, to the point that no one would suspect he's a guy dressed up as a girl.
"Ara, ara. Miss 7 is not in a good mood today," and the crowd just laugh. A smirk formed on Tsuna's lips while muttering one sentence that can be considered as a threat, saying "I'll burn your whole body and blow your ashes in the air if I get to change with my normal clothes, you bastard," he muttered quietly while his smirk growing large. The students in the room sense the killing aura coming from the brunet and moves back a little, not too close from the stage. The host feels like burying himself on the ground for messing with the brunet, while Tsuna's friends just smiled and enjoyed the show.
"A-ah, S-sawada-san, ne? P-pick a question from this ballot," he stuttered earning a glare that can kill any cows in the farm if they ever receive those glares, and the host prays to Kami-sama that he shouldn't have messed with the brunet in the first place.
Tsuna did as what he told and read the sentence on his head, and then he gave the piece of paper to the now shaking host. Tsuna smirked once again, sending shivers from the host. It's not he'll really have the guts to kill this person, but hey, you can dream. The host read the question and a smile form on his lips,
"How did you come up with what you are wearing tonight?" he said Tsuna thinks for a minute and answered with one simple sentence.
"It fits the essence of high school, innocence," (remember, he's wearing a high school girl's uniform, meaning that high school is a form of innocence, and the mini skirt fits how the community corrupts the young minds of the world) the crowd thinks for a minute on what the other just said, and a smile forming on their lips curled up, even the judges did. The host quite got confused but understands it well in the end. Tsuna's friends smiled at their friend's answer, they are all standing in the railings, watching every scene that unfolds.
"Pick another question from the ballot, Sawada-san," the host said, Tsuna just nod and places his hand on the hole from the rounded bowl where the questions were written. As soon as Tsuna got his paper, he gave it to the host.
"This is your last question, miss (earned a glare from Tsuna again) ah, eh, Sawada-san, the question is. What makes you confident in your everyday life?" a genuine smile curled from Tsuna's lips making the crowd – even the guys, oh heck, especially the guys – swooned over. Tsuna answers with one word that makes the girls cried,
"Friends," (Tsuna considers his mom as his best friend, okay?) he said. The girls claps their hands, even the judges did standing ovation although this is just an elimination round. Tsuna gets back to his line and yawns, readying for his sleep tonight. He needs to practice his song for tomorrow or he will get killed by the girls from his class if he messes up tomorrow. Seriously, those girls are like the Godzilla or something.
The elimination round finished and as expected from the crowd, Tsuna got chosen among nine people from his school. He didn't enjoy it though, for he doesn't want to dress up as a girl again. Seriously, those skirts and slacks are so irritating that it made him scratch all over his body. His friends congratulates him, Gokudera almost cried for his Jyuudaime's answer, while Giotto wailed and snuggled around Tsuna's waist, look how out of character he was, but Tsuna just sighed and muttered a simple thank you for he doesn't want to remember this day any longer.
The sun is beaming – of course that's the word you replaced 'shining' damn it – and a melodious voice can be heard across the room, it's coming from the bathroom. Fon keeps quiet as always while listening keenly on the voice, while G plans on shutting the one who keeps singing but after hearing half of it, he settles down, and Cozart only murmurs how beautiful the song was and gets back to his sleep.
Tsuna finishes his song and finishes his bathe too. This song was suggested by Miura Haru, Kyoko Sasagawa, and Hana Kurokawa. They said that it was a good song, and he agreed. He doesn't know if he'll be able to pull this off, but who cares? They always said that in times of crisis, just go with the flow. Tsuna smiles to himself and readies his body to another tormenting from the girls in his classroom, if he gets the change, he will surely have his revenge.
The nights is still young, but to Tsuna he is freaking exhausted. The girls made him try a lot of traditional Japanese clothes and they even tried making him wear swimsuits, like omg, he totally refused from that category. He's now here sitting next to the guys who apparently looking at him in those strange looks – you do know what that means – and Tsuna can't sit still because he's next after that Nakamura guy. After the Nakamura guy is done with his juggling as a talent, Tsuna's name is called again by the annoying host who called him miss yesterday. He still hasn't given up on killing the guy, thank you very much.
"Good Evening again, number 7, Sawada Tsuna-san," Tsuna just nods. For this evening, Tsuna is wearing a black dress above his knee, more like a gothic dress, then white high knee socks again, with high heels black shoes, a black long glove covering mostly his right forearm, then a black loose bracelet on his left hand. His nails are painted in black, making look like a Goddess from the underground, and on his head was a simple headband with a red brilliant flower on it.
"What are you presenting for us today?" Tsuna just shrugs and motion a microphone using his hands to next to his mouth indicating that he'll be singing for them today. The host understands and steps back to let the brunet owns the stage. The music play in the background, Tsuna breathes, and starts singing,
Yasashii ne kono sora wa subete wo miteru hazu na no ni
Furimukeba ame ga furu demo ima furimukeba kimi ga iru
The sky is gentle isn't it?
Looking at everything once
When I look back, rain falls
But now when I turn back and see
You are there
I don't know why
Juwaki no naka wo toori nukete
Koe ga kikitai sunao ni naritai
I don't know why
Passing through the (telephone) receiver
I want to hear your voice
I want to be honest
haa... I'll be with you
haa... Soba ni ite yo
haa... Ai nanka itsuka wa...
Nante mou omoe nai yo
haa...I'll be with you
haa...Please stay by my side
haa...until love will one day
cannot be felt anymore.
Omou dake tonde wa hagure
Itsu konna naki mushi ni natta darou
Only thinking of it send me flying, lost
Since when did I become such a crybaby?
But I still believe
Kumo ga harete yuku kimi wa hoka ni inai
Ikite yukenai omoide dake de wa...
But I still believe
The clouds will run free
There's no one else but you
I can't live with just memories
haa... I'll be with you
haa... Shinjitai no
haa... Moshi aitaku nareba
Kamawazu sugu ai ni yuku yo
haa...I'll be with you
haa...I want to believe
haa...If I decided to love
I will look for it,certainly.
Kimi ga inakutatte mainichi ni umorete
Ippai tsumatta ai mo akikan mitai ni naru no kana
Demo kono Tameiki no naka ni wa
ahh~ ano yakusoku
Without you around each day is like being buried
by lots of love gathered
I wonder if I look like an empty can?
But inside these sighs
ahh~that promise
haa... Kimi ga ireba
haa... Asu wa iranai
haa... Tatoe donna nami ni saraware sou demo
Aishiteru yo
haa...if its you
haa...I won't need tomorrow
haa...no matter how waves keep on crashing
I will still love you.
When Tsuna was singing, the crowd was quiet, only sounds of crickets can be heard – eww – and all their eyes were rested on the beautiful lady in black in front of them. When Tsuna was singing, he felt the stares that he was getting so he just closed his eyes and joined the rhythm of the song. When the song finally died, Tsuna gave a small smile and bowed his head to the crowd and to the judges. The crowd fell eerily silent after the brunet finished his song, and when Tsuna went back to the backstage, a sound of applauses came from his background. Tsuna just smiled and wished that this day would be over, and completely forgot what just happened to his life.
When the contest was done, the host retrieved the results from the judges and a small chuckle came out from his mouth when he heard what the judges said. Tsuna and the other contestants stand in the background while the drum is rolling – literally – the drummer had to run after his drum so they had no choice but to just stomp their feet on the ground. The students however are feeling agitated from the results, damn it, can they just announce it and get it over with?
"A nice evening, I see, so here's our result," the host slowly opens the envelope containing the winners – there will be three winners, first, second, and third – earning groans of irritation from the crowd. The host announced the second and third winners for the year, and then another stomping of their feet on the ground for the champion,
"And our champion for today is none other than, Miss S…,"
Author's Note: The song is from Detective Conan's closing song, I still believe by Yumi Shizukusa.