La Mia Fidanzata È Un Diavolo Target 016: Birthday
"Aww, Damn it!" Tsuru yelled to the morning wind as she ran to school, "I'm late!" As she neared the entrance of the school she spotted her two friends in some sort of verbal agreement which was about to get physical.
Once Tsuru entered the school, both Gokudera and Yamamoto seemed to notice her, "Juudaime!" Gokudera called in surprise, which in turn Yamamoto exclaimed, "Tsuna!"
"Why are you guys fighting?" Tsuru asked the two boys in concern, furrowing her brows further when they made avoided the question and began walking away, each with their own excuse.
'Such weird behaviour…' Tsuru thought to herself, then thought back more remembering how everyone else was acting similar.
Haru would run away the moment she saw the brunette, Lambo would play hide-and-seek by himself and Bianchi would zone out when someone spoke to her.
Tsuru immediately came to the assumption they were hiding something from her then realised something, "It's my birthday tomorrow!"
"Everyone's preparing for a birthday party." A deep voice stated, making Tsuru turn her head on surprise to meet Reborn's onyx eyes.
"For who?" Tsuru asked logically, knowing her famiglia, it would be impossible for them to know her birthday, with the exceptions of Reborn, and maybe Gokudera.
"It's my birthday today." Tsuru froze and slowly lifted her head and made eye contact with Reborn.
"…What?"
"I said-"
"I know what you said!" Reborn glared angrily at being interrupted, "Why didn't you tell me!? I don't have a present for you!"
"I simply forgot to tell you."
Tsuru threw her head down in frustration, the looked back up again. Reborn was gone.
'I guess I'll get him a present after school…'
Tsuru sighed as she opened the door to her house and was astonished by what happened next.
In the door way Yamamoto, Haru, Lambo, Bianchi and Mama were holding streamers and poped them in Tsuru's direction, shouting, "Happy Birthday!"
"Thank you." Tsuru snapped her head to the side and saw Reborn standing next to her looking slightly pleased, "I appreciate that you guys gathered her for me today, I'm now 15 years old."
'15? He looks like… 17!' Tsuru thought in surprise.
As they all gathered around the table in Tsuru's room, Mama spread sushi ontop of it, saying, "This is the sushi we got for Yamamoto-kun's house!"
As everyone started chatting, Tsuru noticed something off about the picture, "Where's Gokudera-kun?"
"…Here… Juudaime…" A weak feeble voice murmured from the corner of the room, and sure enough a sick looking Gokudera was curled against the wall in foetal position.
Walking up to him, Tsuru expressed her concern, asking, "Are you okay?"
"I… did… remember you…'re… birthday, Juudaime…" Gokudera tried to put a confident expression on his face, but was failing because of his sickness, "…But it's over for me…" With that Gokudera collapsed on the ground, making Tsuru shout out in apprehension.
"It's a disadvantage not to participate in a Vongolian Birthday Party." Reborn stated, confusing the middle school student.
"Von…golian Birthday Party…?"
"Yes," The hitman started to explain, "In our famiglia, on a member's odd birthday years, we have to do the Legendary Vongolian Birthday Party. The rules are simple, the person who's celebrating their birthday has to give out he scores to the participants present or performance. The one with the highest score gets an elegant present."
Then Reborn stated as an afterthought, "The one with the lowest points dies."
"That's so unfair! I thought birthdays were things to celebrate!"
"Those are the rules." Reborn deadpanned.
"I can't accept that!"
Reborn just brushed his fiancée off and returned to the original topic, "Everyone was preparing just for this day. Yamamoto gets 80 points for the sushi."
Out of nowhere a long, tall black board with white numbers ascending in tens appeared and right next to the number eighty was a small cut out of a cartoon Yamamoto's face.
"I'll go next!" Haru volunteered, raising her right arm in the air. "Haru made a present, since Reborn-san is always wearing a black suit, I made him a white one~!"
Haru pulled a white suit with rid target signs patterned on it, "It's target patterned!"
"Thanks Haru. I like these kinds of thrilling clothes," Reborn stated as he took the clothing from the girl, "85 points."
Haru's cartoon head was put right above Yamamoto's, signalling her amount of points.
"I'm next," Bianchi stood up, and pulled out a dough from behind her, "I'm celebrating Reborn's birthday with genuine Italian Pizza Tossing."
The poison scorpion then threw the dough with one hand and began spinning it around several time, Tsuru got a bad vibe from this and backed away.
Then in one instant things around the room began to get sliced in half, as though there was a delayed reaction, making everyone–excluding reborn–run away in fear of being injured.
"That was my new technique, "Bianchi said, waiting for her score. "It was pretty good, 90 points."
Tsuru felt jealous of Bianchi when Reborn stated awarded her those points. In her silent fuming she did not she Reborn's small smirk.
"Is Tsur…na next?" Reborn asked.
"Well, I didn't prepare bu-"
"Lambo probably didn't prepare either." Reborn cut in.
"THAT'S NOT TRUE!" Lambo exclaimed, holding up a stick with a swirled string around it, "Lambo-sama made this yesterday!"
"What is that?" Tsuru questioned innocently.
"It's a Lambo stick." Lambo shouted getting a tube of glue from his afro, "You put glue on your finger first, then do this to get the strings out," Lambo said seriously as he twirled his finger in a circle repetitively
"Then you twirl around the chopstick and get the Lambo stick." The toddler explained, cinfusing everyone as his 'present' did not make sense.
"But, what is it?"
"One point." Lambo deflated, looking shocked. Tsuru was positive he thought he was going to win.
"It's your turn, Tsu-ru-hi-me." Reborn whispered into Tsuru's ear, his gun held at point blank, "If you forfeit, you die with zero points."
"That's messed up!"
"If you don't like it, show me something." Reborn ordered, cocking his gun.
"Juudaime! Let's team up together." Gokudera called out, he seemed to have recovered from his sickness.
"Are you okay?"
"It's peaceful as long as Aneki isn't here." Gokudera answered sluggishly walking towards Tsuru, He then turned to face Reborn, "Reborn-san, don't Vongolian parties allow two-man shows?"
"Yeah," Reborn answered, "It's allowed."
"Gokudera… you don't mean…!" Yamamoto started, but Gokudera just snapped at him, "Shut up! You're no longer part of it."
Then he turned to Tsuru, "I was originally going to pair up with Yamamoto, but that guy won't be useful. My performance is a magic show!"
"Actually… I have another idea…" Gokudera perked up, ready to her Tsuru's idea, "Gokudera, how good are you at dodging bullets?"
Gokudera looked confused, "I've had training but I don-"
BANG!
In the wall next to Gokudera's head there was a smoking bullet hole, "Try your best to dodge~, because this might be a little like the Cat and Mouse~!" Tsuru grinned sadistically at Gokudera's paling face, she gripped her two pistols tighter as she aimed once more at the scrambling Mafioso as he pathetically dodged the onslaught of bullets.
Tsuru began getting tired of purposely avoiding Gokudera, knowing that it wasn't enough to get a score that surprised Bianchi's, she unloaded the pistols and added new cartridges, one gun held normal bullets, the other with tranquilizers.
Then she ricocheted the normal bullets off the walls and lured Gokudera into her trap where she tranquilized him.
Gokudera's body slumped forward and hit the floor, signalling the end of their performance.
"You get 100 points." Reborn spoke, impressed by Tsuru's quick thinking, although he would've just shot Gokudera in a leg or something.
"Gokudera gets 59."
Tsuru laughed, having already spent enough time with her famiglia to feel content and happy, not caring if they forgot her birthday.
"Oi, Baka-Tsuru." Reborn called, making Tsuru walk over to him.
"Yes Reborn?" She wondered what he needed, usually he just appeared behind her.
"I'll give you your present now, close your eyes," Tsuru shut her eyes in anticipation, wondering what Reborn's mystery gift would be.
Then she felt something soft push against her lips and she opened her eyes in shock.
Right in that moment Reborn was kissing her.
KISSING HER!
Reborn pulled away, licking his lips as Tsuru's face turned beetroot red in embarrassment, "Happy Birthday, Tsuruhime."
Tsuru's Pistols are Beretta U22 Neos. Italian guns~. Originally I wanted the FN Five-Seven because it looks pretty, but I feel like I was ripping off Sword Art Online… Just saying this because I forgot to add this... P.S. I revised most of the earlier chapters changing how it was in 1st POV to 3rd POV. I also skipped like 5 of the manga chapters cuz they didn't seem relevant.
I FELT SO AKWARD WRITING THE LAST PART! Romance is not really my strong suit, ideas for those things.
Poll Results
Tsuru
YamamotoXTsuna: 0
GokuderaXTsuna: 0
MukuroXTsuna: 0
TsunaXAll: 6
HibariXATsuna: 8
RebornXTsuna: 18
Gokudera
GokuderaXHaru: 4
GokuderaXChrome: 5
YamamotoXFem!Gokudera: 6
Yamamoto
YamamotoXFem!Gokudera: 6
YamamotoXHaru: 0
YamamotoXKyoko: 8
Lambo
LamboXIpin: 5
Bianchi
DinoXBianchi: 6
Random
RyoheiXHana: 2 (This is forever the same)
THIS POLL WILL END IN APPROX. 10 CHAPTERS (Just a really ahead warning)