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This is a G27 story, rating is T for some swearing (I usually don't include swearing, but for some individuals, I had to for the impact) for now, but may rise according to the story progress.
Chapter 10: School
Reader's POV
''…'' Tsuna dragged his heavy lead body to the rooftop where Giotto, G and Lampo were waiting. His body had never felt so heavy before, he felt like he was dragging a grand total of a few tonnes of stones chained to his legs.
The other guardians attended University, while they attended High School. They were in a different block. The school was split into 3 different sections, Middle School, High School and University. The three sections had different lunch times and breaks owning to the amount of students that will be wresting for the food. ( A/N Sorry for the error here. The campus had students from Middle School to UNIVERSITY, not just High School. I updated the error in chapter 8 already. I don't live in Japan, so I'm not really familiar with their education system… Ahah… I don't know if this education system is correct, I just really love the sound of High school XD)
''Why do you look so down, Tsuna?'' Lampo asked in a muffled voice with his mouth stuffed full with melon bread (A/N My favourite bread! 3).
''Don't talk when you have food in your mouth.'' Giotto said lightly, earning a groan from the green-haired lord.
''Urgh… It was horrible.'' Tsuna bemoaned as he melted into a puddle as though he was heated in a furnace, though it's actually kind of like the mid of winter right now.
''What happened?'' Giotto asked with genuine concern, holding out the melon bread to Tsuna who took it gratefully. Giotto himself had some strawberry cake from Jackson's Pastries to eat. G once demanded from Giotto how come Giotto can stay so thin despite eating so many cakes, the blond just laughed it off, making the taller teen seethed with anger and almost tore down the mansion chasing after the cheeky blond.
Tsuna gazed up into those honey eyes, and what was hidden deep in their depths were unmasked concern. His eyes betrayed that poker face with exceptional effect.
''Everyone kept staring at me because you said I was your brother.'' Tsuna pouted and looked down at his bread as he half glared at the blond whose hair was shining with a bright golden light under the sun, making those honey-coated eyes stand out. Tsuna could hardly look him in the eye without his eyes getting painful from all the light literally shinning form his face and the barely suppressed blush threatening to betray him at any moment.
''Primo, I'm sure you know you are famous in this school, and you had to go and announce to everyone about that. Now the whole school knows.'' G muttered, sinking his teeth into the chocolate bread.
''Scary.'' Giotto said in mock amusement.
''And the teachers kept picking on me, thinking I'm as smart as you.'' Tsuna grabbed some of his brown hair dramatically in despair, his eyes drilling holes into the wall as though there was something there that was the most interesting or creepy. ''But they were so disappointed.''
''It's alright, Tsuna. I will tutor you.'' Giotto patted the brunette's back comfortingly, immediately feeling regret creep in and bite away at his heart in large servings.
''It's worse that what I have in Namimori… At least everyone knows I'm dame-Tsuna, but here, everyone have such high expectations of me…'' Tsuna continued his tragic story with the plot written by our dear Giotto himself, and didn't hear what he said.
''I'm sorry, maybe it would be better if you stayed in Italy…'' Giotto's permanent bed aka golden hair fell into a shape that conveniently portrayed a saddened image of his face but still shinning in the light.
''That's not quite right though.'' G muttered under his breath, and bit off a huge chunk of chocolate filled bread.
''It's fine…'' Tsuna replied, shutting his eyes into two cute arcs with a thin blush.
''You both are like an old couple.'' G commented aloud without knowing it, until he realized it and regretted it straight away. His hands flew to his mouth a second too late.
''Wai-'' Came G's strangled cry.
''Like hell I will wait. Go and rot in hell.'' Giotto hissed, but not as dangerous as it was as his face was slightly and delightfully coated in faint shades of red like cherry on top of a peach cake. Well, probably.
''Ah, here it comes. Giotto's delinquent side.'' Lampo commented almost mundanely, ripping off another bite from his melon bread.
''Ehh?'' Tsuna turned his shocked red face towards Lampo who looked back at him with a face befitting of the tone he had just spoken in.
''What?'' Lampo asked.
''N-Nothing…'' Tsuna sweatdropped and had a reason to turn back to the rather violent scene where loud cries and protests can be heard.
Giotto sent G a death kick, causing the poor red-head to fly over to the other end of the rooftop in a not so elegant way, his chocolate bread falling spectacularly out of his hands with some seconds to spare in mid-air like in anime and down the building into a bush.
''MY CHOCOLATE BREAD! NOOO!" G looked down, his hands grabbing the metal fence furiously built for student's safety at the chocolate bread tangled among the twigs of the bush. Actually, he was grabbing it so tightly the metal was bent out of shape.
''WAIT G!'' Giotto shouted dramatically and grabbed onto G's shirt when one of G's leg crossed over to the other side. ''Don't commit suicide!'' Giotto looked up to G with watery eyes. Who knows if that was actually acting or real. If it was acting, Giotto probably…
''Sorry, but you suck at acting.'' G said monotonely.
''You say that again and I will skin you alive!'' Giotto shouted with an infantine pouting expression.
''Are you a baby or something?''
''Shut up and don't you dare commit suicide!'' Giotto threatened and tightened his grip on the red-head shirt, whether out of embarrassment or concern is something I wouldn't know.
''Who's committing suicide!'' G shouted indignantly at Giotto. ''MY BREAD IS IN PERIL! I HAVE TO SAVE HIM. HE'S MY PRECIOUS, MY PRECIO-''
''FOR GOD SAKE, LOOK AT WHAT YOU ARE DOING!'' Giotto shouted and raised his voice several decibels above G's cries and the wind hustling in their ears.
''Oh.'' G finally muttered after a second he looked down at how he was balancing precariously on the ledge. One more step and he would have seen how heaven looked like. Giotto sighed in relief and firmly grabbed onto G's shirt as G climbed back to the rooftop.
''Don't just 'Oh.' me!'' Giotto sighed exasperatedly.
''Well, it would be interesting to actually see how heaven looked like.'' G sat back down together with Giotto who immediately was more than happy to see his dear cakes again.
''Have you gone mad?'' Giotto looked up from his cake with a shocked expression.
''Who wouldn't after spending so much time with you.'' G said with an absolutely straight face, Lampo and Tsuna laughed.
''Hey!'' Giotto childishly responded and continued to eat his cake.
''I even thought of tearing you from limb to limb, deep fry the limb, and boil your head togeth-''
''Geh.'' Giotto spat out his cake, going into a coughing fit when some cake bits were stuck in his throat. G slapped his back with an audible sound and it almost made Giotto coughed his lungs out.
''I'm obviously joking right. I will go and buy a chocolate bun…''
'The fact that he is actually joking is a joke itself.' Lampo and Tsuna thought in their head simultaneously.
''I will go instead, I'm responsible for it after all.'' Giotto gobbled down the last of his cake and left and disappeared into the mob of students.
''G-san, what is this ''M.T'' lesson in my timetable? I asked the others but none of them knew.'' Tsuna held up his timetable and pointed out the time slot lasting an entire three hours on Friday and a few more other 1 hour slot on Monday and Wednesday. ''They all had normal lessons during these periods.''
''Hmm… That is Mafia Training, where you learned how to use guns and so on. It's a special curriculum for selected people with the skill or related to the mafia.''
''Why am I part of the mafia people…'' Tsuna sweat dropped, clutching tight to the piece of crumbled paper containing his timetable.
''Well, since your half-brother is a famous mafia member, the principal just put you in without thinking.''
''…''
''It will be fun, you know! It's a special curriculum after all.'' G smiled slightly. ''I get to beat up those punks…''
''That doesn't sound fun at the very least…'' Tsuna put up a cross sign with his hands.
''Well it's a must that you have to attend.'' G rubbed Tsuna's hair, making the hair even more ruffled up. ''The principal is absolute in this school. Not even Primo can carelessly rub him in the wrong spot.''
''I rather not participate in this…''
''Rest assured you wouldn't get hurt. Today's session is on theory.''
''THEORY?'' Tsuna shrilled, alarmed and on the verge of fainting again.
''Yeah, theory on using guns. This term is mainly on the usage of guns.''
''… I love theory…'' Tsuna muttered sarcastically.
''Same here! See here.'' G rummaged through his school bag for a bit, searching for something… ''Here.'' G placed a black weirdly-shaped object on Tsuna's outstretched hand.
Tsuna's eye scanned that weirdly shaped object, pausing for a moment as he took in that slick shape, that oh-so-shiny black surface, refined shap-
''YOU BRING A GUN TO SCHOOL?!'' Tsuna screamed at the top of his lungs and flung the object out of his hands like it was some acidic liquid that was burning into his hands.
''MY GUN!'' G hurriedly scurried after it and managed to safely catch it before it hit the ground. ''Tsunayoshi!''
''Sorry!'' Tsuna apologized profusely, embarrassed.
''Nope it's fine. I carried it around just in case there are any enemies who would aim for Primo's life. Relax.''
''By the way, how's the Vongola Family?'' Tsuna asked.
''Hmm? Nothing much, in the mafia world, the family is second in power.''
''Second in power? Who's the first?'' Tsuna asked, intrigued. Who could be more powerful than the Vongola Family.
'' The Avvenire Family of course.'' G said incredulously like it was something that every single household no matter if it was a cave up in the mountain or a mansion in the hills should know, his eyebrows travelled upwards and was hidden behind his fringe. Well, not for Tsuna.
''Avvenire Family?''
''Simply put, they are a family that can travel through time.'' G sighed. ''They are a mysterious family, that is. Not much is known about them, but they definitely dominate the mafia world in this era. They are infamous. You see the Kerl family guy yesterday? He was from an allied family of the Avvenire family.''
''Is that so?''
''Are you interested in joining the family?''
''What are you guys doing, the bell have already rang.'' Giotto stood at the door leading to the rooftop and tossed the chocolate bun perfectly into G's hands. Tsuna sighed in relief. He was spared from answering the question.
''You are late!'' G shouted angrily and stood up and tore apart the flimsy piece of paper wrapping around the bun and sink his teeth into the soft interior of the bread.
''Where do we go?'' Tsuna asked.
''Today would be the lecture hall.''
o0o
Tsuna stood awkwardly in front of the huge lecture hall, desperately trying to search for some familiar faces in the crowd, but there were too many students looking at him and he was far too timid to try to face the glares and stares he was unwillingly getting. His feet shuffled uncomfortably on the ceramic ground, his fingers intertwining and untangling again behind his back.
''We have a new addition to the class. His name is Tsunayoshi Sawada.'' The teacher introduced lazily, leaning back into his chair with equal amount of laziness, balancing the small wooden thing on two legs and rest his own legs onto the table in front of him. He yawned, in a not so glamorous way. He rubbed his goatee while frowning.
The teacher is a guy, with sharp features. His short spiky blond hair, his jade green eyes sending out lazy gazes to everyone present in the room are so razor-shape, it's almost like he could see right through you with those eyes with definitely no issue with trying to send a shiver down your spine. His full and chapped lips are rather dark in colour, and a sharp chin. Though there was a scar running down the length of his left cheek, which only served to make him looked as menacing as the aura he was giving out. He appeared to be very tall and rather muscular. He wore a long black fur cloak over a black shirt and leather pants and had ankle high leather boots. He was the polar opposite of most of the teachers who were more than likely pacifists and had no idea of the majestic shadow behind the school.
Whispers immediately spread like wildfire among the students that easily reach a hundred in the lecture hall, some putting their heads together to discuss the coming of a new arrival. It may seemed a lot, but considering that it's everybody from all three educational level, it's a pretty pathetic number.
''He's the half-brother right?''
''That brat can't be the half-brother of the Vongola Family Boss… He looks like a wimp.''
''A brat.''
''That idiot who seemed to left his brain somewhere back in Italy.'' Another sniggered. Probably someone who heard about the greatest idiot the school ever had in a certain Year 2 class.
''Urgh.'' Tsuna squinted his eyes shut, clenching his fist. It was exactly what happened in the inheritance ceremony, where people ridiculed him just because he looked weak. He was so tempted to enter HDW mode, his fingers slid in his pockets where the pills were…
''Is there anything wrong?'' A luscious and clear voice stood out among the crowd. Tsuna's finger stopped in their tracks and he looked up in shock. It wasn't Giotto or G. Both of them weren't present in the room in actual fact.
It was Cozart.
''Loser Cozart, what do you want?'' One sneered unpleasantly.
''Only idiots beat up people that they deemed weaker than them.'' Cozart said smoothly with a cool composure.
''Calm down people, you are scaring the newcomer.'' Asari stood up confidently, his hands resting upon the super long sword he carried around with him like it was a part of him.
''That's right.'' Knuckle stood up, along with Lampo who shakily stood up.
'Cozart was a student of the school as well?!' Tsuna screamed in his head. Cozart gave him a wink. Tsuna smiled slightly in return. He was reassured that the fact that Cozart was here.
''Girly boy, what do you want? Why don't you go home and feed on your mother's milk.'' Another mocked yet again.
''Yeah, yeah, run off home to your mommy's womb. Do you even have balls?''
''Yeah, you and that Giotto can go and be a girl. Sissies~''
''They would do great as whores down the red-light district.''
''Hey, we should see whether he's a girl you know.''
''There's a gay bar available too.''
''That newcomer can join also. He looks plentiful girly.'' A guy with more scars than skin grabbed a chunk of Cozart's red hair and yanked his head upwards. Cozart's face immediately contorted into an expression of agony, a bead of sweat dripping down his face.
''Hey, let's beat him up.'' The scar guy smirked as though he just got the best idea in the world.
Another shorter guy, probably his underling, obliged happily. He cracked his knuckles, and made a successful hit to Cozart's stomach. Cozart didn't let out a sound, not even a soft whimper or groan. Another punch made it way to the red-head's stomach by another underling.
''Make some sound.'' One of the underlings demanded.
''Why should I to cockroaches like you.'' Cozart replied aggressively with a bold look on his face.
''Did you guys had enough?'' Tsuna spoke darkly, his voice echoing against the walls of the lecture hall, literally letting off a dark aura.
The teacher watched on silently, fingers playing with a smoke before deciding to put it in his mouth and lit it up. A passive audience like the rest of the classmates.
''I can have you insulting me, but not Giotto, not Cozart, not anyone. And you are beating him up for no reason.'' Tsuna readied his fists; the dying will flame burning brightly at his forehead. He felt infuriated. He could feel anger bubbling hazardly with a dangerous concoction in a pit somewhere down in his stomach. He was used to being insulted all his life, but he just couldn't bear the idea of people berating Giotto, Cozart, everyone. His bed-like hair, much similar to Giotto's ones, shadowed his eyes in such a way that it made his fearfully cold orange eyes stood out in contrast to his pale skin.
''He talked back to us. He deserved a beating for that, right?'' The guy with lots of scar turned to his underlings for approval which he was given.
''Tsunayoshi…'' The four who stood up for Tsuna looked at the young brunette in shock. What was gone was his childish innocence, and that was replaced with a menace that demanded absolute obedience that crossed his path. At that moment, they thought, 'He's dangerous.'
''What's wrong with him.''
''He suddenly seemed… scarier.''
''Is he cursed as well?'' The voice shook slightly in fear.
''Take it back.'' Tsuna said.
''Huh?''
''Take it back.'' Tsuna repeated again, with cold orange eyes piercing the souls of the few who ridiculed them. ''Your words.''
''Tsunayoshi, it's alright really. We j-'' Cozart began but he was cut off with a sharp glare sent his way.
''I-I take it back!'' Scared witless, the people who had been guilty as charged for the insults crouched down in fear.
''Same here!''
''Hey. You. Did you apologize?'' Tsuna growled in a deep voice, grabbing the collar of the only one who hadn't show the slightest hint of repentance, shoving his face close to Tsuna's own one. He was the 'boss' of the underlings. The person with spiky black hair and eyes of the same colour looked back at him defiantly, but no matter how he tried to mask it; the undeniable fear was inscribed in its deepest core.
''No.'' The guy said bravely. It was a one-way ticket to hell for him.
Tsuna raised his hand, his thoughts running bizarrely around his head in such a confused manner, he don't even know what he was thinking anymore. The only thought in his mind that he was able to identify was to show them who is the boss, and that they shouldn't even be born when all they do is insult people and flaunt their authority when it was clear as day that that authority belonged not to them, but the people who had raised them.
''You are going to hit me?'' The person asked defiantly, biting his lips to brace the fists that would soon make contact with his face.
''Tsunayoshi!'' Asari grabbed Tsuna's hand, and Knuckle the other. Tsuna shook them off like they were annoying flies. Cozart tried to do the same but was brushed off in the exact same way. Cozart wanted to use gravity, but the chilling glare he earned before he could do so made him stop again. He was paralyzed with fear.
Tsuna, on the inside, was actually screaming at himself to stop. He closed his eyes. He couldn't bear to watch on anymore. It was like his body was on auto-mode, ignoring the signals his brain was frantically sending to stop it. It's not like you to do this. Where did the kind him go? The one Gokudera swore to protect with his life? The one Reborn had absolute confidence in to lead the Vongola Family back to its original goals to help the people? The one Primo said was his only true successor, and even unlocked the shackles of the original Vongola Ring for him? He wasn't this kind of person. He sure wasn't. His heart cried as he rained heavy blows into the man he held captive, earning groans from the figure. Blood started to appear on his fists. The others watched on wordlessly, too shocked for words. Where did the gentle Tsuna go? The blood turned slightly watery as they mixed with the tears dripping from the sharp orange eyes. The person that defied him had long since passed out. Even so, he continued to punch with his fists, as though it was a form of salvation for him, to rid him of the crazy thoughts running around without a leash in his head. Tsuna's face show an expression of pain and sorrow, the tears streaming endlessly like a fountain, sliding from his cheeks to the unconscious figure below him. Why can't he stop himself? Why?
'Somebody, stop me. Please, before I turn into a cold-hearted murderer. Please.' Tsuna's heart was bleeding blood and tears now which dripped down and seeped into the deepest part of his soul and made their place there. 'Giotto!' Tsuna squinted his eyes shut.
''Tsuna.'' That kind and gentle voice that Tsuna had been wishing to hear appeared in his left ear. Giotto placed a light hand on both of Tsuna's shoulder. It wasn't an attempt to stop his attack, but to calm the brunette instead. Tsuna's fists stopped a few inches just before they hit their target and he looked up and gazed into Giotto's gentle golden eyes that were reflecting his pathetic bloody self. G was behind him, with an unnatural yet genuine kind expression.
The fountain from Tsuna's eyes became a waterfall. He hugged his predecessor tight. The persona that had just killed someone dissipated into thin air from the warmness of their body contact, just trying to seek for some form of reassurance that he wasn't a cold-hearted bastard that just killed someone.
''Don't worry, he's not dead. Thank goodness for the ceramic plate he wore that at least covered the important organs from dying out. But he need immediate medical help.'' Came the reassuring answer from G who was checking the horribly bloody body. G heaved the body up onto his back and swiftly left the hall with the help of Cozart, Asari, Knuckle, and Lampo who quickly rushed forward, Giotto following behind with Tsuna on his back.
''Knuckle, Asari, Lampo, its fine.'' Giotto addressed to the three. ''Why don't you get back to your seats? Cozart, I need your help.'' The three nodded without another word and returned to their seat but still stealing glances backwards.
''And there you have it. Back to your seat people.'' The teacher finally said something and stood up. ''I'm Kirigiya, head of the department in charge of M.T. Let the lesson start.''
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And the next chapter would probably be rather emotional. And also a stepping stone for what's gonna happen at the end. This is a somewhat long chapter?
If you are curious, Cozart stayed in a one-room apartment by himself, and in the same class as Giotto. As to his guardians, I'm not sure if I should bring them in. It would complicate things just like how Tsuna's family coming to the past would do.
Ilover145, glad you think it was worth waiting for! Haha, I'm pretty fail at trying to make jokes, thanks :)
Pure Red Crane, sorry if it's confusing. It will be explained later on in the chapters! And what do you mean that it wouldn't be surprising if you did?
Kawaii Fruits, indeed~ Why don't anybody realize it :( Ohoho, I want to see! I love to draw a lot :D I draw in my free time :D
Angelic Fluffle, first language? Yeah, I guess it is? I speak English most of the time. Haha, thanks a lot. I tend to try to make my description of stuff as creative as possible, but it always turns out sounding weird.
Franzis-chan, don't worry, they wouldn't die that young. They are only 16! The main characters can't die that early can't they? :)
MegaAnimeFreako, ohh thanks a lot :)