"... And that's why I'm going to be training you from now on," Reborn concluded, finishing his explanation. Tsuna walked in silence for a bit, mulling over his thoughts. They were walking towards Namimori Middle and they were already a bit late. Reborn didn't tell Tsuna that, though.
Finally, Tsuna replied, "But I don't want to be a mafia boss!" His deep, baritone voice filled the whole street. Reborn expected this reaction, so he kicked the side of his head. Tsuna didn't budge. At all.
"Dame-Tsuna, you have no choice. You are the only heir left," Reborn declared.
"B-but, does that mean that I will have to h-hurt people?" Tsuna asked unsurely. He fiddled with his large fingers.
"Yes," Reborn informed. When he saw Tsuna's manly form start to shake, he quickly added, "But yes, you can bake them apology cookies." Tsuna perked up and gave a smile that was full of teeth. Reborn's ears were NOT ready for manly crying, so he decided that the mention of one of Tsuna's many hobbies would stop the teen from an outburst. He was surprised that baking cookies of all things made him happy. He decided that the buff teen had many mysteries surrounding him.
Tsuna was so caught up with the idea of baking that he didn't watch where he was going and accidentally stepped on the neighbor's chihuahua's tail. It yelped and turned around, and started to growl. It started to step towards them, but Tsuna did what Reborn least expected. Again, it was because of that blasted report that was so inaccurate. Tsuna picked up the small dog and cradled it, hugging it towards his chest. He used his large pinky finger to stroke the dog, and he laughed. It was a throaty, manly, deep sound, but a laugh nonetheless. Tsuna smiled and set the dog back down, and it whined and tried to get closer to him.
"Don't worry, little guy, I'll be back tomorrow," he promised. Tsuna and Reborn started to walk away, and they continued towards the school. Reborn had noticed that a girl had been watching them the entire time with unsettling hungry eyes. He marked her as not important, because she appeared to be an average civilian. They walked a few more steps and then saw a figure that was steadily approaching them. Soon an auburn haired girl halted in front of them and waved cheerfully at Tsuna. The other weird girl tried to step out to meet them, but face planted instead.
"Good morning, Tsuna-kun!" the pretty girl called.
"K-Kyoko-chan! Good morning!" Tsuna stuttered, making the ground beneath them rumble with his manly voice sound waves. A deep red masculine blush bloomed across his face. She stooped down to get closer to Reborn.
She giggled and exclaimed, "He's so cute!"
"Ciaossu!" He greeted. The other girl picked herself up and raggedly walked towards them.
"Is he your little brother?" she asked boldly.
"Oh, um no, he isn't," Tsuna clarified. He looked at the strange girl and saw that she had brown hair tied up in a ponytail, and she wore a Midori uniform which was an elite all girls school. She must be really smart, he thought.
"Why are you wearing a suit, little guy?" Kyoko asked. She tilted her head slightly, causing Tsuna's face to brighten even more.
"'Cause I'm from the mafia," Reborn answered.
"Wow! That's so cool!" Kyoko exclaimed. Tsuna rubbed his thick neck awkwardly. Kyoko started to respond, "I'd better get going, or else I'll be late! See you in class, Tsuna-kun!"
"HAHI! I need to go, too! Bye bye!" the other girl called out, waving to Reborn only.
Tsuna shook his head and continued to walk towards Namimori Middle.
He rescued five drowning puppies and saved a person from dying along the way.
Sawada Tsunayoshi, a bit late (obviously), arrived to his class. Luckily, the demon prefect had not caught him. Yet. Surely he would have to pay for it later (or at least, Hibari would try to punish him. Tsuna's manly build made it so that he was indestructible). He barely managed to squeeze through the doorway, causing another section of the wall to fall off. By this point, the school had given up on trying to repair it and just stuck duct tape on to fix it. Hastily walking over to his desk, he began his almost daily struggle of trying to fit in. His desk had many dents and holes from his previous attempts. He struggled to squat into it and it didn't help that a metal bar connected his chair to the table part. The entire desk was so severely bent out of shape that students had to circle around his desk to avoid bumping into it. After five minutes of struggling, he was able to get in with a final shove. Even then he was squashed and awfully cramped. It caused the floor beneath him to cave in slightly.
"Class, listen up. We have a transfer student from Italy who is going to be with us from now on," the teacher announced. "His name is Gokudera Hayato." The class bubbled excitedly about the new student, swapping theories and claims saying that he was probably a mafioso. (How right that student was). After a tense moment, a silveret walked in slowly, hands jammed in his jean pockets. The first thing that would come to mind was: delinquent. He had a cigarette in his mouth, with a permanent scowl etched onto his face. His angry eyes swept across the room, and they landed on Tsuna.
The new student kept Tsuna's gaze for a full agonizing minute.
Gokudera then walked back out of the classroom. After a few seconds, there was a slew of loud Italian curse words and yelling.
He did not return to class.
"Reborn, um, who is that?" Tsuna curiously asked. It was after school now and they were standing behind Namimori Middle.
"That is your new challenger," Reborn replied. In front of them, a very uncertain teen was in a defensive stance.
"Reborn-san, do I have to?" Gokudera whispered in a not so subtle way.
Reborn sighed and said. "Yes, you have to. Remember, he wouldn't hurt a fly." At least, it wouldn't be on purpose, he wanted to add. Gokudera nodded and with a determined expression, he took several sticks of dynamite out.
"I won't let such a coward run the Vongola family!" he shouted. "I will defeat you and claim the position myself!" He then lit the dynamites with his cigarette, and began to throw them towards Tsuna.
The dynamites sailed at the buff teen, but Tsuna was too shocked to move. Reborn then decided that this was the time to shoot a dying will bullet. He raised his gun and in less than half of a second, fired it at Tsuna. The bullet whistled through the air, getting closer and closer to its target-
-Only to bounce off Tsuna's manly head.
Then, the dynamite exploded.
Gokudera shielded his eyes with his hand, squinting into the cloud of dust.
"He's dead," he muttered quietly. He turned away and 'tch'd like a stereotypical tough anime guy. In the midst of the dust clouds, he looked like he belonged on an angsty band cover. He started to walk away, and Reborn had an unreadable expression on his face. A few seconds later, the debris cleared, leaving one giant figure in the middle.
"He-hey! That was kind of mean!" A gravelly voice shouted. Gokudera whipped around and gasped with shock. Standing on the burnt soil was none other than Sawada Tsunayoshi.
"Y-you! How did you survive!?" Gokudera demanded. Tsuna's uniform was spotless without a single burn mark. His manliness saved his uniform. There was a confused look on Tsuna's face and he tilted his broad face questioningly.
"What do you mean? You shouldn't be throwing dynamites at people! Someone could get hurt!" Tsuna protested. Gokudera scowled and got back into an offensive position.
"You may be able to dodge those explosives, but how about when there's this many? Double bombs!" Gokudera yelled as he flung numerous dynamites at Tsuna, twice as many as before. Tsuna dodged most of them, but a few rolled to his feet. They exploded, but once again, Tsuna emerged unscathed.
"Ugh! Stay still so I can kill you!" Gokudera exclaimed as he lit more dynamites with his cigarette. "DOUBLE BOMBS!" They flew at Tsuna, faster than before. Tsuna was caught off guard, and the dynamites exploded. Gokudera smirked, but it was wiped off quickly when he saw Tsuna, unharmed, walking towards him.
"W-WAIT! DON'T-" Tsuna attempted to stop Gokudera, but the silveret was relentless. Gokudera somehow pulled out triple the amount of dynamite he had before, and struggled to fit them all in his arms. He started to light them, but there was just too many. A few of the lit ones fell out of his arms, landing near his feet. Out of shock, he dropped all of the other explosives.
"OH SH-" GOKUDERA BEGAN.
"DON'T SWEAR!" TSUNA SHOUTED. He dove towards the bomber, pushing him out of the way just as the bombs blew up. A few seconds later, they both came tumbling out of the clouds of debris from the blast, rolling to a stop. Tsuna got up quickly and searched for Gokudera, who was unfortunately underneath him.
"H-Help…?" Gokudera choked out. Tsuna stepped off of him and started to apologize profusely.
"A-Ah! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to totally flatten you!" Tsuna cried out. Gokudera shook his head with protest as he bowed down in front of Tsuna.
"No! Juudaime! I have decided to serve you for the rest of my life! I will be your best right-hand man! I will follow you to the ends of the earth! Only you deserve to be the tenth, Juudaime!" Gokudera said enthusiastically. Tsuna swore that he saw pink anime sparkles surrounding the bomber.
"Wha-? But, are you sure? You don't have to-!" Tsuna objected.
"It is my duty as your right-hand man to protect you!" Gokudera insisted. He looked down at his hands and fidgeted a little. "The truth is, I didn't actually want to become the next Vongola boss. When I heard that someone around the same age as me was training to become the Decimo, I wanted to see if they were worthy," he explained, "but you have surpassed my expectations! Juudaime, I will serve you forever!"
Tsuna looked down at Gokudera thoughtfully. Inside, he was struggling to decide on what he should do. He wasn't too fond of the idea of becoming a mafia boss, but Gokudera looked so hopeful…
Right then and there, the robust teen had an epiphany.
"Gokudera-kun, I will let you become my right-hand man, but under one condition," Tsuna said.
"Yes! I'll do anything for Juudaime!" Gokudera replied. This was going to be his first duty as a right-hand man!
"Please let me bake cookies for you as an apology!" Tsuna blurted out. Gokudera blinked a few times, and after a few moments of hesitation, he started to speak.
"O-of course, Juudaime! Juudaime may do whatever he wishes!" he asserted.
"Great! Then let's get baking!" Tsuna happily stated. He cheerfully whistled a manly tune as they walked together back towards Tsuna's house. Reborn shook his head and smirked. His student was indeed way more interesting than what he thought.
Hibari growled as he glared at the scene before him. The sides of the buildings were damaged and some parts were crumbling. He moved along the rubble, getting angrier by the second. Just because he was more lenient on that stupid herbivore didn't mean that he a right to do this. He had even crowded with that new transfer student (who grated on his nerves because he had already broken the rules). His steel gray eyes swept across the burnt scorch marks, planning to bite those two herbivores to death right away. Then he spotted it.
In the middle of the wreckage was a single package.
Curiously, he walked over and picked it up. It was wrapped in colorful packaging with images of bunnies and on it was a tag that said: "TO HIBARI KYOYA :)". He scoffed and undid the tie, and opened the box. He was immediately assaulted with the smell of sugar and chocolate. He glanced down and saw a multitude of different kinds of cookies with icing or chocolate chips in them. He raised an eyebrow and took a bite out of one of them, chewing thoughtfully.
It was actually… good.
He swallowed and then allowed a tentative smile to appear as he took another one out.
Maybe he would go easy on them tomorrow.