Title: Language Barriers
Summary: Snippets of Tsuna's time in China as he travels with seven other people and their rather colourful personalities.
Hayato growled quietly, still hyped up on adrenalin from the near fight. How dare that bastard waltz in and try to… do something - how dare that bastard waltz in!
Tsuna and that Hibari fellow didn't seem to understand the spiky Blueberry, and while Hayato managed to catch around three words, the main point of the speech escaped him too. Therefore, it was kind of difficult to muster up anger at the stranger, but Hayato managed.
"No worries, Tsuna. I scared him off!" Hayato declared happily as he slid around Kyoya and beamed up at the brunet, receiving a pat on the head and a smile.
Tsuna saw a wagging tail behind Hayato and automatically praised him like Tsuna would with Natsu. It was strange but the silver haired man reminded him of the lion cub when Natsu brought dead things to him and expected treats. For that matter, Kyoya reminded him of Natsu too.
A grunt made them turn to Kyoya, only to see him watching the hall way with an intensity that spoke of death.
Only then Hayato registered the loud arguing further down the train cabin. A peek into the hallway showed that the earlier pile up had disappeared but a small group of people were clustered further down, with a train guard trying to keep the peace. The situation was probably why the train still hadn't left the station.
Kyoya strode out past him and straight into the thick of it, the presence making the crowd scatter like leaves in the wind. Vaguely terrified leaves in a homicidal wind.
Hayato heard Tsuna sigh as he dropped down from the bed and slid past too, muttering about stopping any defenestration.
Well, it's going to be a party then, Hayato mused, following the brown puffball of hair that bobbed when Tsuna took a step.
Kyoya was speaking rapid fire Chinese, vicious enough that it made the five others physically lean backwards as the train guard silently nope'd out of there. Unfortunately, after the surprise had worn off the adults snapped back at him.
Brave morons.
Hayato muttered a prayer he picked up from somewhere and crossed himself, which first made Tsuna giggle and then try to appear disappointed.
Tsuna stepped up beside Kyoya and provided a steady reminder that no, it's not the appropriate time or place to beat anyone into submission, nor is there a place to hide the body.
Hayato debated ushering Tsuna back into their cabin. The nice white shirt he was wearing would hold onto blood too well.
Just as Hayato was reaching out, a man poked his head out from a cabin next to him and lazily inquired what all of the killing intent was about. Hayato took in the wavy black hair, one closed eye and a cow print shirt.
"Russian?" Hayato murmured in response and received a look of confusion that slowly shifted to understanding.
The man introduced himself as Lambo and took a half-hearted guess at Hayato's language, slumped against the doorway while he kept an eye on the commotion.
"Italian, yeah, but I can manage some broken Russian," he admitted. 'The cabin had been double booked,' Hayato explained in Russian.
A different train guard returned with some papers and joined the conversation.
The silver haired man listened for a bit more and told Lambo that the train guard was going to show them to empty spots.
Lambo nodded and thanked Hayato, before he retreated with a tired stumble back into his cabin.
Kyoya herded Tsuna behind him when the arguing grew, gaining Hayato's reluctant respect. Tsuna stared at the Foundation boss' back and then shot Hayato a look of confusion.
The Italian cocked his head to the side and frowned at how ridiculous the complaints were. None of them wanted to leave, intent on the opinion that they were here first.
Hayato hated it when stupid people had opinions.
This train guard gave up as well, leaving the papers inside the cabin before he walked away. Hayato wanted to do the same, but he wouldn't leave Tsuna and Tsuna wouldn't leave Kyoya.
A sigh escaped him. He just had to put off restocking his dynamite, didn't he?
A/N:
Tsuna- Japanese
Kyoya- Chinese
Hayato- Italian (and a 7 year old kids understanding of a few others)
Mukuro- Afrikaans
Chrome- Dutch
Lambo- Russian
Depending on the point of view, all other languages will be shown 'like this'.
Expletive deleted's review made me laugh so I'm like yeah, I'll update. Plus, I can't wait until I can pour on the fluff. You're going to be wishing for a character death by the end of this.