me: i'm gonna write and follow my schedule today!
brain: update yr sapphic fic
me: no ? i have a Schedule.
brain: update your sapphic fic.
me: well ok i guess I'll go fuck myself then.
im skippin the fite with mochida because I….. wanted to introduce gokudera and hibari right away so ? sorry folks lmao. also ? i have no idea how ? ALSO perhaps i'll make this all27 like permanently ? idk man like give me yr thoughts I have no idea what to do.
There was three things constant in Tsuna's world. One, she was a useless lesbian, two, Sasagawa Kyoko is the prettiest and the straightest girl ever and three, she didn't know how to fight. (Should she add that she's a pretty good cook? Perhaps, maybe in the near future.)
If she wasn't a good fighter then why was she fighting the new student? You might ask. Well, the short answer is Reborn is a fucking mad man. The long answer is that she was fucking tricked by a demonic beauty.
The longest and the most concise answer?
Well—
Perhaps we might have to start at the beginning.
It was a wonderful day at Namimori. Tsuna didn't get beat up by Hibari (long black hair, porcelain-skin, looks like a doll but is actually a fucking predator), because she promised she'd give her a hamburger steak lunch for a week. She actually managed to get to class on time and Sasagawa Kyoko, the beauty that she was, smiled at her.
The birds was chirping, and the sun was shining, and holy shit was Tsuna a bit happy.
Though there was something nagging Tsuna.
Was it because she was probably being watched by her tutor (who akicked her after they got introduced, talk about lethal and beautiful), somewhere around the area? The brunette couldn't exactly figure out where but she knows she's watching. She feels her eyes on her and Tsuna just might blush because this was the first time a gorgeous, mature lady was paying all her attention on her. (no, the internet doesn't count because most of the interactions she's had with older ladies were about her sexuality. now, she's actually the one giving advice to young girls.)
Or was it because a really pretty Italian girl was glaring at her, because of god knows why?
Probably because of that.
Yeah, definitely because of that.
Well, the girl was pretty, Tsuna had to give her that, but she wasn't exactly her type. She was still really beautiful though, with her shoulder length silver hair (was it dyed?) that gave her face more emphasis. Stunning and sharp silver eyes that looked a bit Japanese rather than Italian (definitely a half), and she was bone thin—almost like a model. (was she eating well? oh dear, Tsuna hoped she was eating well, her body structure just looked unhealthy though.)
"Well-," Her teacher, the cursed Nezu, suddenly spoke cutting Tsuna and the new girl's staring contest. "We have a new student class! Isn't that grand? Obviously the school recognized my superior abilities in teaching and gave me the responsibility of this new transfer student from Italy." He said, grinning a bit too lecherously for Tsuna's liking. "Go on then, introduce yourself."
The girl just merely glared at Tsuna, not noticing anything and Tsuna just attempted to try and just make herself smaller, since having the attention of two pretty ladies wasn't something that Tsuna had to go through on a daily basis in real life. (Online is fair game but in real life? Oh no, nope—she wasn't ready for that.)
Nezu then coughed, "Well, I suppose you wouldn't talk much. This girl's name is Hayato Gokudera and she's a transferee from Italy. Treat her well." His eyes roamed around the room, "Sit right there Gokudera." He pointed at the seat by the window and Tsuna could only sigh in relief. It's a good thing she wouldn't sit next to a lethal beauty. She can't take that for a whole year!
The girl- Gokudera- finally ventured on forwards and Tsuna was grinning the whole time because the attention wasn't hers anymore and she could rest safe because the girl wouldn't probably pay her any attention. Well, that is until Gokudera stopped at her desk.
Tsuna looked at her in the eyes (which was a hard thing to do because those were the sharpest eyes she's ever seen) and tried to grin again. "Um- hi, I guess?" She nervously spoke, oh dear. She wants this whole ordeal finished since everyone was probably staring at her and she didn't really want the attention on her since well she didn't exactly have the best reputation around here. (a freak just because she was slow on some subjects and she didn't exactly have crushes on guys? well, at least she isn't out!)
Greeting Gokudera turned out to be a bad idea since she fucking kicked Tsuna's desk, holy shit what did she ever do to the girl?
"Fucking trash." The girl glared at her as if to add insult to the injury. "Vongola doesn't need people like you."
Tsuna stared at her in disbelief. Was this all because of some fucking famigilia she didn't even know just until the other day? She doesn't even care about Vongola! She was forced to take the position of Decimo. Holy shit, oh my god were tears starting to form in her eyes? (Oh my god, her menstruation must be coming up, she doesn't really get this emotional except if hers was close)
"Um- oh, okay. That's- that's a lot to take." Shit, her voice was cracking and that was definitely tears in her eyes. She suddenly stood up from her chair, not making eye contact with anyone (she could hear them talk about her in a bad way again fuck fuck fuck fuck-) especially not Gokudera. "Um- sensei, can I be excused? It's—female stuff."
She could hear Nezu scoff, and whisper something that sounded a little bit like 'fucking females.' "Just don't stay out too late."
"Yes, sir." Like she's gonna come back from this classroom after that. Fuck no she won't.
Tsuna steps out of the classroom and quickly went up to the rooftop. She knows this place will bring her calm and relacation, if the skylark isn't there anyways. (She's always there but Tsuna's checking just in case she's out of the rooftop because of class or patrols, but if she's there, she'll probably go and hang out in the Disciplinary Office with Tetsu and probably braid her hair or something.)
She opened the door to the rooftop, tears finally flowing from her face. She studies the surroundings and sighs in relief when Hibari isn't there. She would probably have a tonfa thrown at her face if she's there. She rubs tears off her face and sighs.
Now, that whole affair would be embarrassing! At least she'll have something mildly funny to say to her online friends? (Knowing them, they'd probably mother-hen the fuck out of Tsuna, especially Haru. Tsuna shivers a bit as she remembered the first time she told them she fell for a straight girl. It was like having five different kinds of moms! Warm, but a bit overbearing.)
Tsuna sits near the door, so she can get away quickly if the disciplinarian committee leader is indeed there and so she can hear if other people are near her. She's silently crying and trying to compose herself when a fucking tonfa appears out nowhere hits the wall.
It seems the skylark was actually in the god damn rooftop. (Curse Hibari for being so silent and speedy on her feet!)
The skylark was, as always, regal. She stood up straight, chest out, and gave off a holier-than-thou vibe. Her long black hair was moving with the wind but for some reason her hair did not look messy, rather it looked neat and mature. She was wearing a black seifuku with a red ribbon and the disciplinary band pinned on her right arm, rather than the standard Nammimori uniform and it complimented her pale skin quite nicely. Her grey eyes were fixated on Tsuna and she can't help but shiver in fear.
"H-Hibari-san!" Tsuna exclaimed in fear and shock as she stood up from where she was sitting. She wipes off the tears on her face, not wanting the other girl to see her crying and then closes her eys and bows to her in apology. "I didn't know you were here!"
"You have a lot of nerve-" Hibari starts and suddenly stops. "Are you crying?"
Tsuna then stands up straight, both in fear and worry. "Me? Crying?" She nervously grins, as if to convey that 'no she wasn't and can we please stop talking about this?' "Hibari-san, I never cry!"
"Cut it out, herbivore!" Hibari's eyes narrows as she approaches Tsuna, because apparently she doesn't understand the girl codes. "You cried when you found a kitten in the streets because you thought no one was going to take care of it."
"Y-you saw that?" Tsuna trembles in fear as another dangerous beauty approaches her. Damn, what God did she (dis)please and now pretty girls were approaching her on their own? "I didn't think anyone saw that."
"I see everything." Hibari growls and promptly takes out her tonfa from the wall and then promptly shoves it back in, with much force, pinning Tsuna to the wall. "Now tell me why on earth you were crying."
"Um—" Tsuna squirms as she stares into Hibari's eyes, being drowned in a sea of intensity because god damn Hibari has the prettiest grey eyes Tsuna has ever seen. She also smells good since they're so god damn close that Tsuna can smell Hibari's shampoo (fruity, perhaps strawberry?), and oh my god Hibari's skin. It's so pale and porcelain-like, is it soft to touch? Tsuna really wants to touch her skin and ask what lotion she uses.
Hibari growls at her, obviously impatient and Tsuna bursts again into tears, sinking to the floor. (Hot damn, her menstruation must be really close.)
The other girl was obviously startled by this (shit, oh fuck fuck fuck fuck, hibari you made someone—a girl and your childhood crush– cry again) and looked at her left and right, thinking that maybe it wasn't her who made this girl cry? That maybe it was someone else that she didn't notice? (that was impossible but she didn't really want to accept she made a cute herbivore cry—fuck, stop being so gay Hibari?)
HibarIfinally sighed as she realized that yes it was her who made this girl cry and she had to admit, she was feeling kind of shitty about that. She sat near Tsuna and just patted her in the back, waiting for the other girl to be finished crying.
"Um—I'm sorry Hibari-san but, I'm just really emotional today." Tsuna rubbed her eyes off her tears. She looked up to Hibari, tears still on her eyes, and nervously smiled. "You have really lovely eyes though, did you know that?"
The other girl was dumb-strucked by how the sunlight seemed to bounce off Tsuna's hair and how sweet her voice was and how amazingly brown her eyes were as her mind repeated the compliment Tsuna gave her. Oh my god, was Tsuna ever this pretty in all the years the skylark lowkey looked out for her? (key word: lowkey. Hibari didn't want other enemies and people know she had a weak spot for this bunny-like girl.)
"Call me Kyo-chan." Hibari instinctively replied, not caring of her surroundings as if she was in a trance. (Oh my god, after a childhood of pining for this girl, she was finally talking to her)
"Kyo-chan?" Tsuna looked at her in confusion and oh my god Hibari just wanted to maybe kidnap her and hide her away from the world because no girl should look that pure and innocent in a world full of cruelties. She giggled (the cutest sound Hibari has ever heard), her face colored with red. "Alright-y!" She stood up, leaving Hibari the only one sitting on the rooftop floor. "I'll—I'll go wash my face or something Hiba- Kyo-chan. I'll be right back!"
Hibari could only stare at the girl leaving for the comfort room. Was Hibari in heaven? Perhaps, maybe. There was one thing that she could be certain of.
Tsunayoshi Sawada was a girl that could probably destroy empires with her cuteness. She's certainly destroyed Hibari's heart and made the girl fall for her.
(Ah—would Tsuna be a nice cuddle partner? She looks so soft, so she must be. Tsuna would probably be the perfect wife since she could cook and she was gentle and kind and soft and Hibari might've had a traditional Japanese wedding planned out ever since she first met Tsuna when they were young.)
I'm gay for fem! hibari. I'M SORRY but im marrying her. tbh I'd let her step on me.
also yes hibari is gay. (gay for me) gay for tsuna. also, THEREs part 2 bc tsuna havent fought gokudera yet. i just wanted to post this to Establish that tsuna is gay for everyone and hibari is gay for tsuna since childhood