Chapter 3

Tsuna was quite content with the fact he didn't have to go to school after thinking about it; but the next day he didn't feel anything bad in his ankle. He gaped as he moved his foot around, feeling no pain. What the hell happened?

"Tsu-kun, breakfast is almost ready!"

Tsuna didn't respond, still staring at his foot. Was this a different dimension? Another reality? A dream perhaps? Hopefully.

"Tsu-kun!" His mother was getting angry.

The brunette ran downstairs, his eyes wide. "Okaa-san, my foot..."

Nana smiled a bit too sweetly. "Oh, is it better now? That's wonderful. It won't be good if you miss your work at school, now would it? Hurry and get changed. Mama is almost done with breakfast."

Tsuna banged his head against the doorframe, suddenly realizing the situation. "Did you heal it, Okaa-san?"

Nana ignored him, humming to herself as she flipped a pancake. Tsuna sighed and grudgingly walked to the bathroom. After changing in his uniform, the time was already 7:56. He groaned, not wanting to meet with the psycho prefect. Who knows what he'll do? Was he even alive?

He sat down at the table, stabbing repeatedly into his pancake, imagining it was the world.

"Tsu-kun, you're going to be late," Nana said, crossing her arms over chest. "Stop doing that and eat."

"I'm not hungry." Bad mistake.

"Hmm, you never really explained yourself yesterday," Nana said. "Did it had something to do with that boy?"

"What are you talking about? I fell."

It was kind of the truth anyway...sort of.

Nana looked at him disapprovingly before she sighed. "Anyway, stay away from Jun. It won't do you any good if you stay together."

Tsuna was getting a little pissed and frustrated with his mother. She was the one asking him to make friends and Jin could be a likely one for him. He was the most sane out of everyone in the whole school. He stood up with his bag and walked to the doors, slipping on his shoes.

"Tell me that when you find out he's the son of Satan."

He left quickly, not looking her in the eyes.

As he walked to school, he saw the sky covered with storm clouds and raised a brow. It was going to rain? Well...

He created an umbrella as he walked down the streets to Namimori. He instantly perked up when he heard a faint scream. It sounded familiar.

Jun! he thought, quickly running to the scene.

Anger boiled in his veins when he saw a group of thugs throwing Jun around like a lifeless doll. His lips were bleeding and blood trickled down the side of his face.

"We asked for money, you little shit," one of the thugs said, picking him up by the front of his shirt. "Your brother told us you had it so here we are. Run that by me again?"

Jin coughed in response. Tsuna kicked the ground lightly with the heel of his shoe. Ice formed instantly around the thugs, their eyes wide in shock. He walked calmly towards the stunned Jun and mercilessly kicked a frozen thug in the way, shattering the man into pieces.

He waved his hand over the thug's hand around Jun's neck and watched as it melted into a puddle, slowly turning red.

Jun fell to the ground along with a few droplets of rain. Tsuna held his umbrella over them and helped him up.

"It's okay," he said. "They won't bother you anymore."

He smiled softly. The frozen thugs all shattered. Jun hugged him suddenly, causing him to flinch as the boy started to cry in his shoulder.

"Why is it always me?" Jun said. "Why? What did I do?"

Tsuna awkwardly stood there as the rain pounded against his umbrella. He didn't know what to do. What was he supposed to do? Say something? Hug him back? Cry, too?

So he just stood there, unmoving, with Jun crying on his shoulder and the rain beating against the pavement.

"I'm really sorry, Tsuna-san," Jun said with a flush, staying a good distance away from the brunette.

"How embarrassing," he muttered to himself, holding his bag close to his chest.

Tsuna raised a brow. "Never mind that. You don't have an umbrella. Do you want to get sick?"

Jun was completely drenched from head to toe, his black hair sticking against his face. Tsuna placed the umbrella over his head.

"I don't bite," he said. "I don't think I can bite as hard as that psychopath over there."

Jun flinched. "Is that Hibari-san?"

The prefect was by the gates despite the downpour. He looked a bit bruised, but not too badly. Seems like Mukuro was a bit merciful this time. Tsuna grabbed Jun's arm gently and tugged him closer to his side.

"Stay close. Just keep walking."

He masked them in an illusion as they got into the prefect's line of sight. Jun's body was incredibly tense when they walked through the gates, pass the prefect, and into the school.

Tsuna made the umbrella disappear and looked at Jun. "Do you have any extra clothes?"

Jun shook his head. "They're all wet anyways. My books, too."

Tsuna sighed and pulled him through the hallways, masking their presence. He didn't know where he was going. He didn't even know where the nurse office was.

"There's a room that nobody uses," Jun said quietly. "It's on the fourth floor. Near the window. We could go there."

The brunette didn't question his reasons or asked why. He followed the boy up the stairs without a word and studied Jun's injuries with narrowed eyes. It was pretty bad but not too life-threatening.

They came across an old, worn out door with multiple scratches. Tsuna noticed that they were words.

We'll miss you, sensei!

Invite us to your wedding or else we'll end up crashing it!

Thank you for everything, sensei.

There was a lock on the door but Jun unlocked it with ease. He looked up at Tsuna tentatively, shuffling to the side.

"You can go in."

Tsuna walked inside, an odd smell reaching his nose. There was a lot of dusty desks and shelves. Even the chalkboard was faded in color. The room, however, looked like any ordinary classroom, untouched.

He heard a click behind him. Jun set his bag down on a desk and looked helplessly inside his bag. "It's all wet."

Tsuna grabbed it and dumped the contents out, ignoring Jun's protests. "Might as well dry it before it gets worse."

He looked up at Jun. "Strip."

"W-what?"

"Are you going to where them all day? I know school's shit and all but, at least, take care of yourself. Strip before I make you."

Jun unconsciously hugged himself with his arms, shivering. "But..."

Tsuna turned around. "I won't peek."

There was a moment of silence before he heard a small splat on the ground. He waited patiently as Jun started to strip, mumbling to himself as he bumped into a chair. When there was no other sound, Tsuna turned to face him.

"Don't look!"

It was already too late. Tsuna stared blankly at the several bruises and cuts on Jun's pale skin. He raised his hand, fitting Jun in a dry set of the Namimori Middle uniform. "It's not real, but it'll do."

"You don't hate me?" Jun said quietly, hugging himself on the floor.

"If I hated you then I would've left you there," Tsuna said, crouching down to his level. "Do you really think that lowly of yourself? Even if I did hate you, I wouldn't have got involved. I'm not the type. Other than that, aren't you afraid?"

Jun looked up at him meekly. "Afraid?"

"I killed those men," Tsuna said, leaning his chin on his palm. "I can make things appear. I'm practically doing all this stuff and you never ask. I'm curious. Are you not afraid?"

Jun smiled thinly. "Actually, I am. It's just...a lot of weird things happened this week and I'm still out of it. I don't even know what I'm doing anymore."

Tsuna sat down and placed Jun's book on a nearby desk, leaving it out to dry. He frowned. "It might not dry as quickly."

"Can't you do it?"

He looked at Jun who stiffened. "I - I mean, you know, you can do things that are pretty much impossible. Like magic."

Tsuna smiled at the boy's innocence and naivety. "I can do that, but illusions won't stay forever. There's someone I know who can do that. He's much better with it than I am."

"Oh, is he someone special to you?"

Tsuna blinked. "What?"

Jun smiled slightly. "Just now your face changed. You look...happy."

Tsuna felt heat rise up in his cheeks and started to sputter. "What the hell? I don't - He's not - "

"It's okay," Jun said. "No need to explain."

Tsuna huffed. They both sat in a comfortable silence, the rain beating against the windows. It wasn't as heavy as before; it was almost soothing to Tsuna's ear, like a hushed, gentle whisper from his mama's lips. He grimaced. His mother would probably be on some kind of rampage at this point.

He took out his phone and looked through it, disregarding the time that seemed to blare at his face. 9:43 A.M. At least, he wouldn't have to suffer through science class. Not once did he understand voltaic cells or artificial radioactivity despite the notes he took. It was all gibberish to him. Who needed them anyway? He wasn't planning to become a - a...what was the profession called again?

"You know," Jun said, laughing almost bitterly. "I've never really had someone come up to me and talk about anything else other than Teiji. He was always in the spotlight. My father and mother really loved him. He was the one with the charisma. I was always in the shadows and never did much."

He propped his chin on his knees, looking at Tsuna with dull eyes. "But I liked it. I didn't like much attention anyway and, yet, sometimes I feel lonely, so lonely that I wanted to die. But I was afraid to. What if I died alone? Where would I go after that?"

Tsuna frowned and unconsciously placed his hand on Jun's. He smiled. "Hey, I'm joining the ride."

"What?"

"I don't like repeating myself." Tsuna sighed and ran his other hand through his hair. "I'm joining the ride. I just hope you know how to drive."

Jun's face lightened up. "Oh, would you like to go to an amusement park over the weekend?" He recoiled slightly, looking at him almost fearfully. "I apologize for the sudden invitation. I just got a little excited."

Tsuna blinked. "And we were having some kind of sentimentality going on."

Jun flushed. "I apologize."

"You should stop doing that."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"No, not that. You should stop saying sorry all the time. There's no reason to be."

Jun tilted his head to the side. "But I always have a reason to be sorry."

Tsuna sighed, shaking his head. "Never mind. You're hopeless."
Jun laughed gently. "I suppose so."

Tsuna removed his hand and leaned back against his elbows, looking up at the ceiling. "So, what's an amusement park?"

Jun gaped at him. "You never heard of an amusement park before?"

"I'm a bit of a special case," Tsuna said with a shrug, sitting upright. "Is it a park of amusement?"

"Not only that, but there's a lot of fun rides and games to play! You could win prizes and even get special offers for a couple of restaurants of you're lucky."

Jun looked incredibly happy as he described all of the many different rides and the mechanics of each and every one. He looked...normal. It was adorable actually.

Wow, Tsuna, he thought, mentally scratching his head. Better not make him target for Mukuro.

He smiled, his eyes softening. Jun stopped and looked at him curiously. "Why are you smiling?"

"Because you face changed," Tsuna said. "You look happy."

Jun flushed. "Well, of course, I'd be happy! This is the amusement park we're talking about!"

"Calm down there. You're getting a bit too excited. I'll go."

Jun's eyes looked hopeful. "Really?"

"Sure. Might as well."

A grin broke out on Jun's face as his face literally glowed. "Thank you very much, Tsuna! I can call you Tsuna, right?"

"As long as it's not tuna, you're good."

Jun bowed his head a bit. "I apologize for asking of such a request in the first place. I might've pressured you. Please forgive m - ow!"

Tsuna smacked him in the head. "You have to stop doing that before I kick you on the curb."

Jun looked up at him with teary eyes. "You'll really do that? I'm sorry! Ack!"

Tsuna tried hard not to grin, but it was hard. Something about this boy was welcoming, inviting actually. There was this pull towards him. He couldn't quite explain it. It just felt natural.
Jun suddenly sneezed and covered his mouth in embarrassment.

"Is this where I say 'bless you'?" Tsuna asked.

The other boy blushed.

"Well, unless you get better, we won't be able to go."

Tsuna swore to Kami that the boy's pout would be the death of him.

What did I get myself into? he thought with a sigh.

The next day, Tsuna rang the doorbell to the Sawada household. He looked down at the bag in his hands, filled with new notebooks, textbooks, and a few stationary sets. He owed Jun anyway.

The door opened and a woman stood at the doorway. He recognized her from the sushi restaurant. She was pretty, but he didn't pay too much mind to it. He did notice, though, that Jun had her eyes.

"Oh, are you Teiji's friend?" she said with a smile. "I'm sorry but he left to go to the store."

Tsuna shook his head. "I'm not here for him. I'm here for Jun."

Jun's mother looked surprised. "Jun? Really?" She grinned and opened the door for him. "Please come in."

Tsuna bowed and walked inside, taking off his shoes. He looked around the humble abode, noticing the various family pictures on the walls. The family looked happy, but it strangely felt cold. When he looked in the kitchen, he met with large black eyes.

"Ciaossu," the baby said, sipping a cup of...was that coffee?

Tsuna was confused. Wasn't coffee for adults? Or did they make coffee suitable for children as well? He saw a flicker of amusement in the baby's eyes, as if he knew what he was thinking, which unnerved him. This baby was...different.

"Jun's rehabilitating from a cold," Jun's mother said. "He's studying up in his room. That boy just never knows when to stop and rest. Will you please tell him that?"

Tsuna nodded, casting a final wary glance at the baby, and walked up the stairs to Jun's room. He knocked on the door. "Jun?"

The door opened, revealing Jun blowing his nose. His reading glasses were crooked on his nose. "Tsuna? What are you doing here?"

Tsuna walked inside and took a look around the messy room. He quirked a brow. He wasn't expecting this.

Jun laughed sheepishly, stepping over a stack of books. "I don't really get myself to clean up."

"I see."

Tsuna placed the bag on Jun's bed since his study desk was full of papers and books. "I bought you these."

Jun widened his eyes. "You didn't have to, Tsuna! Why did you do that?"

Tsuna shrugged. "I felt like I had to repay you one way or another for helping me walk home before."

"But - "

Tsuna struck his hand out instinctively, bursting a fast-approaching bullet into ashes.

"R-Reborn!" Jun said, fearfully. "What are you doing?"

The baby stood at the doorway with a green gun in his hands. Was that even legal?

"Shut up, Dame-Jun," he said. He looked at Tsuna with a piercing gaze. "Who are you?"

"I should be asking the same thing," Tsuna said evenly.

Reborn's lips slightly twitched to a microscopic smirk. "My name is Reborn and I'm the greatest hit man in the world."

It's official. This world was crazy.

"Tsuna. My name is Canepa Tsuna."

A/N I apologize for not updating! Thank you for the reviews and favorites! Much appreciated! ^^

Also, I'm sorry if this was choppy or inconsistent. This week is what I call "Bullshit Week" where teachers do whatever shit they want. -_-

The next chapter will definitely explore Tsuna and Nana's past. It won't be long, my wonderful readers! Stay tuned!

Also, for Jun, he is similar to the canon Tsuna but more self-conscious, I should say.

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See you in the next chapter!