Hello everyone,

I'd like to have your opinions about a few matters that have been bothering me lately. Do you feel that the summary is not valid? As for me, I'm trying to elaborate more on Tsuna's changes, personality and how broken he has become before introducing Reborn into the story. If you feel that my summary is misleading, I'll go and fix it.

A reader reviewed that I made the characters too OOC. As far as I know, the only person I feel is OOC is Tsuna, but then, my aim to make him a more realistic person, with both hate and love, cruel and benevolent, not totally saintly. I have tried to keep the OOC to the minimum, but then. well... i just wonder if you guys feel the same way as that reviewer did.

Anyway, without any further ado, here is the next chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn for it belongs to Amano Akira.

Enjoy the story. R&R, plz!

Chapter 6: Disgust

In Italy, one day after the emergency meeting

Giotto was in his office, doing his paperwork diligently as always while occasionally complaining about his Guardians' destructive tendency. After the blonde had finished compiling his paper into a pile, someone knocked the door and asked for his permission to enter the room. Eyes still training on the paper, Giotto mumbled a small "Come in" and the large oak door opened, revealing his right-hand man, G, with another pile of paper- Giotto internally groaned.

"Giotto, Reborn's just sent his reply regarding to your request."

The Vongola Don immediately tore his eyes off his work and paid attention to the redhead.

"What is his answer?", the blond asked, hoping the reply was favorable.

"He said that he was now busy training the Chiavarone heir and wouldn't be able to accept our request until next month, but he promised that he'll come to meet you as soon as possible."

Upon hearing that, Giotto couldn't prevent a disappointed sigh escaping his lips. There was a reason why he chose Reborn for this task: the man was a powerful free-lance hitman that was not bound to any Famiglia, but he pledged his loyalty to Giotto's father, so Giotto would have no worry about the man selling out the information to other Famiglia. Therefore, the man was the perfect candidate as his son's protector.

However, the blonde had to wait for one more month until Reborn could come and accept his request. Within this month, would anything bad happen to his son? Would his son be kidnapped and tortured by Famiglias that hold grudges against Vongola?

Sensing his friend's frustration, G spoke up.

"Nothing bad will happen to Tsunayoshi, I assure you. From my discussion with Alaude, it is most likely that Byakuran would never let any Famiglia do any harm to your son, judging from the number of minions he had assigned around Tsunayoshi's place. Furthermore, even if he wanted to use Tsunayoshi as a hostage against us, he could have done it a long time ago, considering that the boy has been the exclusive idol of Gesso Agency for 4 years now."

"But G, what if he has been waiting for the perfect time to strike against us? We can't eliminate the possibility that Byakuran could have been feeding Tsunayoshi lies and corrupting his mind."

"Calm down, Giotto. You're being paranoid here. I know you're worried about your son, but other than Reborn, there's nobody else suitable to protect Tsunayoshi from danger. All we can do is wait and hope that Reborn can finish his task early and come to us soon."

G was right, Giotto reckoned but he still couldn't shake off his worry. Knowing that he had a child had somehow switched on his parental mode and since yesterday, he had been on edge, worrying about his son's safety.

"I understand what you're experiencing, Giotto but what you need to do now is to calm down and be patient. Nothing good will ever come out you being reckless and thoughtless. Alaude has sent more Vongola agents to Namimori to increase the protection of that place, so don't fret yourself too much. Judging from your eye bags, I guess you didn't have any sleep last night right?"

Taking a deep breath, Giotto tried to school his emotion back to normal and managed to calm down for most parts. The blonde leaned his back against the leather chair and turned his gaze to the ceiling above, a sudden wave of tiredness hitting him.

Truth be told, he wanted to meet his son now.

However, G was right. Being patient was what he should do now.

Seeing his friend had somewhat calmed down, the redhead was about to deliver his report about the Famiglia's affair, only to be interrupted by knocking sound.

"Master Giotto, your Amazon express delivery order has just arrived. Would you like me to bring it into your office?"

The next five minutes, the entire Vongola mansion was alerted by the booming voice of a certain right-hand man lecturing his Boss about health and responsibility. It turned out the reason behind Giotto's sleeplessness last night was not him worrying about his son but him surfing the web for his son's music videos and films. It seemed that Tsuna-chan's fanbase in Italy had just increased by one more person, and that was his father.

-o0o-

Japan, Namimori school, school ground, 4:00 pm

The leader attacked Tsuna, making his first strike with a sharp punch aimed at the idol's face. It was clear that if that powerful punch ever connected to its target, the victim would most likely have their face severely deformed or their jaw crushed. Tsuna's fans screamed for the boy to run away for fear of their idol being beaten, but the brunette would have none of that.

This fight was far too easy for him to flee from.

Just when the fist was about to make its contact with the brunette's face, Tsuna casually stepped aside and dodged the attack gracefully, his eyes still training on his opponent. Being a skilled Judo practitioner, the huge guy immediately gained his momentum after the initial shock and swung his hand to the side, with the intent of grabbing Tsuna for a throw. Tsuna just "hmmph"ed and spun to the side to avoid the hands, which further fueled the Judo captain's rage and frustration.

The fight progressed with the leader doing futile attacks, ranging from kicking, punching to trying to get a hold of Tsuna, and the young superstar evading fluidly with minimal body movement while keeping a dutiful watch of his opponent's movement.

When Tsuna narrowly escaped the captain's grasp and immediately dashed away to put some distance between them, the bulky guy's frustration bar finally reached its limit. "You coward, you think you're so good with all that dodging. If you still consider yourself a man, fight me back."

The brunette raised an eyebrow at the taunt and smirked when he saw the other charging towards him again, determined to grab him for a takedown. Once he caught sight on an opening at the enemy's unguarded torso, the teen wasted no time to make his attack, intending to end the fight with one blow. That was when the Judo leader had his eyes widen in surprise, as he saw Tsuna advancing towards him fast in a complicated patterns that his eyes couldn't follow.

"What the hell is that footwork? I have fought on the street for 4 years now, but I have never seen those kinds of movements. Don't tell me…"

The Judo leader didn't have a chance of finishing his thought before he realized that Tsuna was right in front of him. Then, a chill unwittingly ran down his spine when his eyes were locked with Tsuna's; the brunette's brown eyes had turned into a brilliant orange color with a glint of madness that directly sent a nauseous wave of fright and awe down to his core. It was then that the guy realized what a great mistake he had made for insulting the small brunette.

A cruel smirk found its way to Tsuna's lips and the Judo leader couldn't help but tremble at the insane maniac look on the brunette's face that resembled a psychopath preparing to murder someone in cold blood. Before the bully could stop his movement, a punch landed directly into his stomach, sending him reeling back several meters behind before collapsing to a twitching lump.

The judo captain held his stomach, his facial expression clearly showing the pain he was currently experiencing. Lying on the ground with his downwards, he craned up his neck and looked up from his position, only to find Tsuna approaching him.

"I have heard once that the purpose of Judo was to teach physical and mental discipline through practice of the martial art, so that one could complete oneself and contribute to the society. Those stronger should know better than to abuse their power to harm the weak, but instead, use that power to protect the weak." Tsuna retold what he had heard from his sensei during his first lesson about the meaning of martial art.

Then, Tsuna directed his cold glare at the twitching form of the Judo leader on the ground, disgust etched in his frown and narrowed eyes.

"You, on the other hand, have gone against the true value of an honorable sport and tarnished the name of Judo by abusing your power to harm the weak and bully people into doing what you wish. Your skills are indeed fine, for an orange belt but they are purely self-centered. You don't deserve to wear that pristine white uniform of yours or call yourself a righteous Judo member."

Tsuna's orange eyes that gleamed dangerously bore intensely into the poor guy's ones, and fear immediately overtook his consciousness.

"You're truly an eyesore. Get out of my sight!"

With that, Tsuna turned away from the still trembling Judo captain and walked towards the gawking circle that was still unable to believe the short lightly-scrawny-built weak-looking celebrity single-handedly beat their strongest member-their leader- without breaking any sweat. So lost in their thought, they didn't realize the small brunette coming near them but one glare from the boy was more than enough to make the Judo club hurriedly scramble away in order to make ways for him.

Tsuna stopped in front of the redhead who was still lying on the ground and stared at him concernedly.

"Hey, are you okay?", Tsuna gently shook him but receive no response.

Thinking the boy must have fainted from the beating, Tsuna immediately tore his eyes from the poor boy and tossed a venomous glare the Judo members before calling out to Irie.

"Irie-kun, help me take this guy to the school nurse. He already fainted!"

Upon being called, the redhead immediately rushed to the Tsuna's side and held one shoulder of the other redhead. Irie heaved a sigh that he was unaware he had been holding back. The boy was glad that the young celebrity hadn't ended up cutting that poor guy mercilessly, but in retrospect, it was probably due to no scissors were in reach for Tsuna. Irie shuddered at the memories of one of Byakuran's soldier being beaten to bloody pulp…by a pair of scissors for calling the brunette shortie midget. Tsuna must have spent too much time with that CEO named Akashi Seijurou, Irie decided.

The two boys with the bullied victim were about to head back to the main school building until….

"BOSS!", a loud chorus was suddenly heard. When Tsuna turned around to see, he was startled to see the whole Judo club, leader and members alike, kneeling respectfully, forehead touching the ground though as for the leader, he knelt rather awkwardly with the support of another.

"Eh… you're talking to me?". Tsuna was dumfounded as to the change of event.

The leader lifted his head and shouted as loud as he could. "You have displayed such great strength and righteous heart to us all, the Judo club. Not only that, you have also guided us back the correct path that we have strayed from. That strength, that compassion, that charisma, I have never seen anyone that possessed such brilliant light and radiance as yours. Therefore, with all due respect, we humbly ask you to become our Boss, leader of Namimori Judo Club."

At the moment, Tsuna's face turned into a "Are you kidding me?" face and Irie was trying to hold back his laughter at the star's current precadiment. Just a few minutes ago, the leader, or ex-leader, was insulting Tsuna and trying to beat Tsuna to oblivion, and now he was all obedient and respectful, worshipping Tsuna as if he were some god descending from heaven.

"Please I beg you, Boss. For the first time in my life, I have known what fear is. Nothing is more chilling and frightening than your amazing power and your dignified cold expression. It would be my pleasure to be glared at or hit by you again, Boss!". And all the club members nodded their head eagerly, sharing their ex-Boss's wish.

Tsuna didn't know which was scarier: him being commented as "chilling and frightening" or the fact the whole Judo club seemed to be a bunch of masochists. However, his thought was cut short due to the arrival of certain people.

"Oh dear, oh dear, what's the ruckus here?"

"Discipline Committee Members, come and seize all the offenders."

Tsuna immediately recognized those two's voices.

Akihiko Mizushima, Namimori High Student Council President and Satoshi Kimura, Head of Discipline Committee arrived with flashy entrance. Within seconds, the Judo club was surrounded by Discipline Committee and escorted for interrogation.

With intense hatred boiling up his body, Tsuna glared at the backs of his two ex-bullies and hoped that those bastards would be burnt by his glare. As if sensing his gaze, both Mizushima and Kimura turned around, one with a bright smile and one with his familiar signature poker face. The president approached Tsuna smilingly and spoke.

"Thank you so much, Shirosaki-kun for helping that boy. Even though the Discipline Committee has warned them many times, the Judo club still continues to break the rule. I hope that after this encounter with you, they will turn over a new leaf. You take that boy to nurse office now. The bruises are getting worse, you know."

And Mizushima leaned closer and whispered into Tsuna's ear.

"Dame-Tsuna, don't think you're some hotshot here just because you're a superstar or you can steal my spotlight. No matter what you do, you'll always be Dame-Tsuna. Just wait and see. Once I succeed as my father's heir, your name will be past in the history."

"I'd like to talk to you more but my work as the President doesn't allow me to. Well then, see you soon, Shirosaki-kun. " Mizushima's smile returned at full force despite the ominous words he just whispered to Tsuna.

The president and the prefect turned their heels and walked away with Kimura not forgetting to shoot Tsuna a taunting smirk accompanied by a small "Later, Dame-Tsuna."

"Tsuna-kun, what did the president say to you?", Irie asked curiously as they walked towards the school building.

"Just some encouraging words, Irie-kun." Tsuna answered nonchalantly and smiled mysteriously.

"Words that encourage me to make them suffer even more."

-o0o-

Namimori School, Nurse Office, 5 pm

Tsuna was currently sitting on a chair next to the patient bed where the bullied redhead was lying, soundly asleep. After helping Tsuna bring the boy to the nurse office, Irie immediately went back home on the excuse that his mother had texted him to be at home soon. Therefore, Tsuna had been waiting for the bullied boy to wake up alone, with the company of a reserved quiet nurse that seemed to have no interest in engaging in any conversation with him.

One might wonder why Tsuna would go all out to wait for a stranger to wake up after having brought him to the school nurse, but then, even the brunette didn't understand himself. Maybe it was because this boy used to be in the same situation as him years ago, or him covered in bandages and bruises even before being hit- a sign of him being a usual victim of bullying.

Vibrant red hair mixed with a bit of dirt, pale skin marred by bruises that began to turn a sickening purple, broken lips with blood clot, his black uniform now dirtied and torn at some places. Everything about this boy reminded Tsuna of his old-self 5 years ago.

Then, Tsuna's message ringtone was played, signaling in incoming text message. To Tsuna's surprise, it was Irie's.

"Tsuna-kun. I just found out I had left my Technology book at the science lab. Can you go and check if it was still there for me, please? It is very expensive and my mom would give me a fit if I ever lost it ?"

Letting out a sigh at his friend's forgetfulness, the young celebrity made his way out of the nurse office and headed to the science lab. Whether it was Irie's or Tsuna's lucky day, the brunette managed to find the book lying haphazardly on the table at the final row. Just when he was about to leave the place, his senses were alerted by someone's arrival.

"Hide, Tsuna, someone is coming."

Despite not knowing the reason for this alert, Tsuna still complied to his instinct and ducked under the table, listening to the increasingly louder footstep and voices of undoubtedly one boy and one girl.

"Geez, Satoshi-kun, aren't you a bit too impatient now?", a female voice that Tsuna didn't recognize purred seductively.

"Hey, it's your fault for making me wait for the whole week, babe. Now I'm gonna ravish you so harsh that I won't leave your head until tomorrow."

Tsuna immediately recognized who was the owner of the male voice. It was none other than Satoshi Kimura, his ex bully and the current Namimori High prefect.

"Ah ah ah, don't blame me, boy. Don't forget that delicate beautiful princess with a weak heart that is your fiancé. What, don't tell me you couldn't do it with her?"

"You mean Chiyo? Oh please, to me, she's just a girlfriend, or should I say, a plaything. Our engagement was decided by our parents before we were born, but once I grow up, I'll nullify it. After all, my heart is only for you, baby~!"

"What a smooth talker you are, Satoshi-kun!"

Soon after that, the room was filled with obscene sound of clothes ripping off, moaning and kissing sound. Hidden safely under table, Tsuna couldn't help but feel disgusted by Satoshi's immoral action, but at the same, he couldn't be more grateful to be presented with such a scandal that could potentially ruin his bully's life.

A scheme began to formulate in his mind and soon Tsuna's face was contorted into a psychotic creepy smirk.

"Tell me, Tsuna, your plan is to record the whole scene and send it to that jerk's fiancé, isn't it?"

Tsuna didn't answer, but the silence had already answered that question.

However, it was not easy to execute the plan. One mistake and he would be found by the couple. How could he film their obscene scandal without being caught by them?

"I can help you with that. Just entrust everything to me, Tsuna."

"Well then, I'll leave everything to you, Yoshi"

Without his notice, the orange pacifier-like stone in his pocket changed its color to indigo.

TBC

Yoshi's speaking is signified by bold italic words since it happens inside Tsuna's thoughts, and Tsuna's thoughts as well as others' is represented by italic lines.

And yes, Tsuna has multiple personalities. Surprise~... or not?