Are You The One?
Written by: CherryDrug
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn doesn't belong to us. If it did, we would have shipped anybody with everybody, and the series wouldn't be as dead as it was now. Thank freaking sprite for fan fiction having not died yet.
Rating: T-rated, 'cause we're still a bunch of pussies who can't put on their big girl panties and publish a smutty chapter
Genre: *slaps every genre here*
Characters: Everybody. Duh
Summary: It has been said long ago that actions speak louder than words ever could; however, when you live in a world where the first thing your soulmate says to you is etched upon your skin—well, suffice to say, actions don't even hold a candle to how important words can be.
Pairing(s) (for this chapter): Tsuna/Kyoko, Tsuna/Hana, Kyoko/Hana, Tsuna/New soulmate
Warnings: Alternate Universe where people bear soul-identifying marks; yaoi AKA boy x boy in the future; All27; drabble series
AN: So ugh, this is Choco here, and I'm here to report that we might not update within this week ahaha. You see, recently, Eri's dog had died, and she's not in the right state of mind to write. But, no matters! The great Choco is here to maybe, hopefully, deliver updates within the week.
I hope you all love the cliffhanger! :3
CHAPTER 12
In which the authors are dicks, but you love them anyways.
Today's the day that he and every single one of his classmates have been dreading for, and to think, he'd woken up to a beautiful morning with bright blue skies, fluffy white clouds, and birds singing outside his window. His mother had even prepared his most favorite food for breakfast just a few hours ago, and she'd even packed the leftovers for him to have and share with his friends for snack time!
Tsuna inwardly groans as he slumps into his chair, feeling tired and miserable at the same time as he waits for his teacher to call for his name and for him to be shoved into the entrance of hell.
He hears Hana's name being called out, and he tilts his head upward from where they're buried into his arms to see her getting up from her seat in front of him—and Tsuna only notices now that she isn't wearing the cardigan that she's so fond of, and in turn revealing the words that are wrapped around her lower arm like an intricate bracelet. He watches Hana go up to the teacher's desk, receive her test paper, then go back to her seat.
Tsuna eyes the red marks on her test paper with envy, because none of them are corrections but are instead check marks.
"Waaah," Kyoko says in awe as she claps her hands in delight, pure admiration and surprise adorning her pretty features. "Perfect again! As expected from Hana-chan!" She beams brightly as she leans towards Hana's desk.
Tsuna sees the light pink blush dusting her pale cheeks, and he bites the inside of his cheeks to prevent himself from smiling.
"Of course," Hana says, and she sounds smug as well, as she tosses her dark and wavy locks over one shoulder. "Something as easy as this is nothing to me," she says with a snort, but both Tsuna and Kyoko know that she's worked really hard for it. They'd seen her study almost every hour of the day every day, so it isn't really all that much of a surprise to see her get a good score.
Hana's worked hard for it, so she deserved it.
"Sasagawa-chan!"
Almost immediately, every single person turns to face the girl whose name had just been called. Kyoko stands up from her seat, that same beaming smile playing across her lips which makes almost every boy swoon at her loveliness, Tsuna including. She accepts her test paper from their teacher with a word of gratitude before she makes her way back to her desk with a skip in her step.
The minute Kyoko takes her seat, mostly everyone goes to crowd her desk, enthusiastically asking her what her score is.
Hana and Tsuna merely share looks of irritation (from the former) and defeat (from the latter), before Tsuna hears his last name being called. He sends a quick prayer to Kami that everybody's too distracted with Kyoko to even notice him as he makes his way to the teacher's desk and receives his test paper from the teacher, who gives him a look of disappointment.
"This is the third test you've failed, Sawada-kun," Yuuki-sensei scolds him with a purse of her lips, but she doesn't sound mad at all. Just sad and disappointed in him, which makes Tsuna's heart want to shrivel up and bury itself in a hole to die. "And it's only the first semester. You have to study harder, Sawada-kun, because if this keeps up until third semester, you might have to attend summer school," she tells him. "Get a better score next time, okay?" Yuuki-sensei tells him as she gives him an affectionate pat on the head, her painted lips softening into a sweet smile.
Tsuna nods at her and squeaks out a reply, too ashamed and embarrassed to look at her in the eye. He turns around, clutching his test paper close to his chest, as he makes his way back to his desk and sits down on his seat. He glances at Kyoko, who's still being surrounded by the majority of his classmates, and breathes out a sigh of relief that none of his bullies had seen the talk he had with Yuuki-sensei.
"So what you get?" Hana asks, leaning closer to his desk and trying to peer through the thin sheet of his test paper.
Tsuna gives out a sad sigh before he reluctantly places his test paper on his desk, revealing to his friend what his pitiful score was. He only deflates in his seat when Hana whistles out a long tune, looking mystified yet impressed at the same time.
"A thirty four?" She says, blinking stupidly, and Tsuna blinks back at her, because that's the first time Tsuna has ever seen that kind of expression on her face. "Wow, never knew someone could get that kind of score with basic addition and subtraction," she says bluntly, and Tsuna winces at her unintentional barb.
"I mixed up the symbols..." He tries to say, but when looks down at his test paper, he knows that even if he mixed up the symbols, most of his answers are still wrong because that's just it. They're wrong.
"You're not really smart, are you?" A voice vaguely familiar to Tsuna suddenly pipes up. Usually, Tsuna would have sighed in acceptance and grudgingly nodded his head if someone had pointed out his not-so-well-appreciated intelligence; but it's the words that make him blink, stiffen up, and turn towards the person with surprise blooming on his face.
His gaze meets a pair of eyes that are a much darker shade of brown compared to his.
As he gazes at his hopefully newly-found soulmate, Tsuna could feel the small, dark green letters on the inside of his right forearm burn with an intensity that doesn't hurt him. In fact, it feels as if the words are singing to him, telling him that:
This might be your second.
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