Hungry for Tsuna
A Katekyo Hitman Reborn Fanfiction
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn. Akira Amano does and you should give her credit for it.
Author's Note: So you guys don't like Mukuro's nickname? Should we have a poll then? I wouldn't mind, I'm not feeling very creative at the moment to think of a better nickname. Just let me know. I started off this chapter with Gokudera and Yamamoto. You can see slight 8059 if you squint or if you're really good at reading between the lines. Tsuna usually claims most of the fanfic but I decided to write other point of views. I did this with Hibari in chapter three but I wasn't sure how well received that was. Thank you, Mithras151 for checking this chapter!! Well, enough of my blabbering. Without further delay, Chapter Seven of Hungry for Tsuna, Tsuna the Stolen.
Tsuna the Stolen summary: Yamamoto and Gokudera have a heart to heart. Tsuna befriends his abductor. Dino makes a special appearance!!
Chapter Seven: Tsuna the Stolen
"I thought I told you not to show up!!" The disgruntled terrorist spat as he watched as the baseball fanatic approached him with his usual goofy smile. Gokudera was waiting patiently for Tsuna by his room door, and he wasn't too excited about his rival coming to bother him.
"Don't be like that." The dark haired boy chortled. From what he saw, Gokudera was more irritated then he normally was. Yamamoto didn't think his hostility was only directed towards him, Yamamoto guessed he was worried for Tsuna. It was apparent that their friend had not come back as of yet, even if an hour had already passed. Yamamoto was forced to confess he was a bit concerned as well. He had a feeling that he should have gone with Tsuna, even though the brunette had insisted that he would be fine on his own. He tried to relieve his own worry by trying to talk to Gokudera, who didn't want anything to do with him at all.
Yamamoto took a sit next to Tsuna's door, while Gokudera stood on the other side of the doorframe. "Tsuna was really cute today, wasn't he?" Yamamoto asked the silver haired bomber.
Gokudera was trying to focus at a single spot in the wall in front of him. Anything was more interesting than the idiot that currently sat by him. "Yeah…" He reluctantly answered.
The baseball fanatic laughed nervously. "To tell you the truth, I thought I wasn't going to make the team."
"Che…" Gokudera made an annoyed sound, showing how he didn't want to hear the other's sob story. He didn't even want the other near him, or as close as he was. "I don't give a shit."
Yamamoto really wanted the other to listen to him. He could never tell this to Tsuna, as the other would totally ignore his feelings and try to convince him otherwise. He was sure that if he told someone, even if it was Gokudera, that they would be able to understand what he was saying. He had nothing against Gokudera personally; the only thing that bothered Yamamoto was his relationship with Tsuna. But then there were a lot of people that Tsuna had become friends with and it wasn't his style to get all riled up about something as innocent and harmless as that.
Despite Gokudera's refusal to listen to him, Yamamoto continued. "I always thought that baseball was my life. So I placed all my energy into it. It was something I was good at and I liked the praise when I rose above everyone's expectations. However, lately…it doesn't move me the same way. Before I attended Namimori, practicing was never so hard for me. I could always go beyond my limits along as I had the drive to do so. But, this past week has been difficult for me to practice. I was never satisfied because it seemed as if my skills were lowering day by day. So I trained and trained but it was the results became worse. So I was nervous about the try-out today. I was expecting that I wouldn't make the team at all because of how poor I had be doing in my training. I was even thinking of leaving. That was until…I saw Tsuna. It made me immensely happy that he had came, although he was also being mascot as well. I was already empowered by his slogan but what really pulled me over was him wishing me luck. I really wanted to do my best for him. He was watching me and hoping that would get into the team, I couldn't let him down. So I meant it when I said it was because of him, that I got on to him." Yamamoto finished and he kind of expected for Gokudera to curse him out because he kept blabbering. The baseball fanatic was a bit surprised when he saw the silver haired boy brooding over something.
"The tenth's eyes were on you the whole time. He would always compliment your shitty plays." The silver haired terrorist grumbled, getting a bad taste in his mouth for consoling the idiot. "He thought you were the best."
"Really?" Yamamoto smiled happily. "But you know…Tsuna was worried about you too."
"Huh?" Gokudera's green eyes turned to the baseball freak as he became more interested on what the baseball idiot had to say.
Yamamoto looked to Gokudera. "He would ask about you a lot, when you were in the infirmary. I was kind of jealous that my time with Tsuna was being interrupted by questions about you."
"The tenth was worried about me?" He said, thinking back to earlier that day when he had saw the Tenth outside of the Sky Dorm. The other seemed really relieved that he was out of the infirmary. The thought that Tsuna was worried about him that much made him happy. It made him even happier that Yamamoto's precious time with Tsuna was interrupted by thoughts of him. That was just icing on the cake.
The dark haired boy nodded. "But Tsuna has a lot of other friends too. I heard he was good friends with the school's student president."
"Yeah, the fucking clown. I don't like that guy." The terrorist huffed. He remembered seeing Tsuna with the president earlier that day at the try-outs. It pissed him off seeing that joke of a person hanging around his tenth. Although, Byakuran had not touched Tsuna at all, Gokudera felt he was too close to his tenth. Too close for comfort.
Yamamoto was amused by how the terrorist described the student president. Now that he mentions it…he kind of does look like a clown. The baseball fanatic thought to himself. He then chuckled. "So you do hate everyone…"
The silver haired terrorist turned to the laughing baseball idiot. It was true that he didn't like many people but that was beside the point. "Shut up you bastard! It's not that. There is just something about him that makes me uncomfortable!" He yelled at Yamamoto
"Uncomfortable?" Yamamoto questioned, his smile never wavering. He had never met Byakuran but he kind of understood what Gokudera meant. There was something a bit off about the student president.
"I just don't want him around the Tenth!" Gokudera scowled, crossing his arms over his chest.
Yamamoto didn't think Gokudera wanted anyone around the tenth but he had to admit, he felt the same way. The student president was a very strange person. He was a little nervous about Tsuna hanging around such an enigmatic person. "Dino told me that last year, there this huge incident that happened here."
The terrorist's scowl deepened. "Yeah I heard about that too. A bunch of students tried to overthrow the principal or something like that. "
"Some people think that Byakuran was involved somehow." Yamamoto smiled nervously, wondering if he should have told Gokudera or not.
"What?!" Silver haired boy shouted.
The baseball fanatic shrugged his shoulders. "But there's no proof of that."
"Bastard, are you blind?! That's enough proof for me! Now, I don't want the Tenth hanging around that fucker anymore!" Gokudera believed that guilt was written all over the student president's face. To the silver haired terrorist the student president's smile screamed "I did something but no one will ever know" and that was enough proof for Gokudera to persecute the other as a bad seed.
Yamamoto smiled. "Tsuna seems like a very forgiving person. Even if that was the case…"
"I know! The tenth is too kind!" Gokudera sighed, as he punched the wall. His fist remained against the hard surface for a few moments before he allowed his appendage fall to his side.
Yamamoto watched Gokudera as he punched the wall. He thought the other was getting a little overexcited. They had never met the student president and they were already jumping to conclusions about him. He was positive that Tsuna would be upset with them for not giving Byakuran a chance. Who were they to judge the type of people Tsuna chose to associate with? Yamamoto decided the only possible solution that he and Gokudera could agree on. "It'll be fine. You and I will be there to protect him, right?"
"I'll protect the Tenth with my own strength." He declared. But in that small fracture of a second, Gokudera began to think sensibly. He was only one person and although his skill of dynamite was good, there were people with better techniques and weaponry. The silver haired terrorist reluctantly turned his attention to Yamamoto. "But…if I can't do it…I'm counting on you not to fuck up! But I doubt it will ever come to that!"
Yamamoto was surprised by Gokudera's last sentence. He had expected the other not to accept his help. He smiled. "Then, I won't let you down. I wouldn't let Tsuna down."
"Good." He said quietly and then barked. "And don't think I'll be okay with you touching the Tenth! You keep your fucking hands off of him, you bastard!"
"Huh? Isn't that a bit much? You can't tell you rival what he can and can not do." The dark haired boy grinned.
Gokudera continued to frown and then shook his fist at Yamamoto, in an attempt to scare the other. "You better listen to me! You will unless you don't want to keep that shitty life of yours."
Yamamoto's grin grew. He couldn't help it, Gokudera knew how to place on a good show. "I'll try."
"Do more than try, bastard!" The silver haired terrorist growled, hating that the other was just grinning at him. He wasn't intimidating this person at all and that angered him even more. He hoped that Tsuna would hurry up and come, so he wouldn't have to look at that idiot's face any longer.
Tsuna was woken up by a familiar aroma. His brain tried to decipher the scent and slowly he recognized what it was. Tea? He thought to himself. Green tea. He confirmed. His mother had always been a fan of tea. She would something treat herself to a new flavor. It was her way of pampering herself. However, Japanese Green Tea has always been her favorite, no matter how many teas she tried it always remained on top. This aroma stirred many memories of home within the freshman that he couldn't help but be homesick. He could almost envision his mother behind the darkness of his eyes. Tsuna could see her carefree smile, which both belittled and encouraged him. He opened his eyes in hopes that he would be back home but his tawny eyes revealed to him that he was not at home…nor was he in the student council office anymore.
The brunette sat up trying to figure out where he was. His surrounding was so unfamiliar to him. Where am I? He mused as he searched the room with his eyes. It was such a weird room. The room was lit in this eerie green light, making the room seem spooky. The air was cold and damp making Tsuna believe that he was in some kind of basement or a cave. However, despite the lighting and the feel of the place, it was a regular dorm room, albeit much larger than his own room. Tsuna believed that he was in a room on the seventh floor of the Sky Dorm, since the rooms were bigger on the top floor of the student dormitory.
Tsuna looked around to find himself on an ordinary looking brown couch. Across from where he sat was a matching couch. In between the two tables was a small table. To the right of this set up was a mini-fridge and on top were tea containers, a hot water dispenser and lollipops?! Tsuna could honestly say that this was the neatest place in the entire room. The rest of the room was littered with gadgets and gizmos, nuts and bolts, wrenches and screwdrivers. The walls were bare and there was nothing exciting about them. What looked like a desk was covered with scrap metal, wires and more tools. The rest of the furniture in the room followed the same sloppy pattern. It was hard to distinguish anything because of the amount of junk that covered them. Tsuna doubted that anyone slept here since there wasn't even a bed here. He was almost positive that if he opened one of the drawers, there wouldn't be clothes but more hardware equipment. He felt as if he was in a toolbox rather than an actually dorm room. He wondered who was insane enough to live in this?!
Tsuna then got up from the couch and noticed someone in the corner of the room. For moments, Tsuna watched but he couldn't figure out if he knew this person. The person was so far away and his back was turned from him. However, he could still recognize the back of the Namimori school uniform and that relieved him to know that he was a student's room rather than some strange person's. His abductor seemed to be working on something and he wasn't sure how to gain the other's attention. After contemplating what to do for several moments, he decided to go with a direct approach.
"Um…excuse me." He started trying to gain the other's attention. However, the other didn't stir. It seemed he didn't hear him. Tsuna was about to open his mouth and try again but he heard his reply.
"What?" the strange person answered.
Tsuna overlooked the slightly rude response. "W-who are you?"
The stranger turned to Tsuna, revealing that he was in fact a Namimori student. However the other's uniform was kind of messy with dirt and perhaps oil. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows but his hands were protected by heavy looking brown gloves. The stranger was blonde and his hair was styled in a way so that part of his bangs curled off to the side. From what Tsuna could see the other had almond shaped eyes but he couldn't determine the color. There was a stick, hanging out of the side of his mouth which he assumed was a toothpick. However, as Tsuna continued to observe this stranger, he realized that it was a lollipop stick and not a toothpick. "Spanner." The blonde voiced.
"Spanner-san?" Tsuna repeated remembering that this was the person who had created his mascot outfit. He looked around thinking to find fabrics, threads, needles and scissors among the gadgets and gizmos that littered Spanner's room but saw none. It was hard to believe that his costume maker also was into this kind of stuff as well. "Byakuran-san mentioned you. He said that you were the one who created my mascot costume. I guess, I should be thanking you. It was done very nicely and it was comfortable."
"That outfit was okay. The next one will be much better." The blonde mechanic said as he removed his gloves and stood up from his makeshift workstation.
Tsuna frowned. "Huh? But the last one was great too."
Spanner shrugged. "It's my personal policy to keep improving things I create. The outfit that you wore today is obsolete."
"Obsolete?" Tsuna said confused. He was wondering why Spanner was talking like that. Tsuna figured he managed to find another weird one.
The brunette watched as his blonde captor walked over to small, less chaotic part of the room and made himself some tea. To Tsuna's surprise the blonde also made a cup for him and handed it to him. He accepted it and automatically knew what it was. It was the green tea that he had smelled earlier. He then looked to Spanner who took a seat opposite him. The freshman sat in silence and then decided to make conversation. "So you like Green tea?"
"I love everything Japanese." Spanner said shamelessly.
Byakuran-san was right…he is a mega otaku. He thought to himself. "Why?" Tsuna inquired.
The blonde shrugged. "Many reasons but what really attracted me to Japan was the robotics technology. I've always been amazed by robots. Plus, no one would belittle me for wanting to make a career out of it."
Well, I wouldn't say it was normal. Tsuna considered in his mind. However, he admitted that Japan had a lot of liberties that many other people didn't have. But even in this country, things like social class, gender and education still mattered. Although, Japan was different from most countries, in some ways it was still restricting. Tsuna came out of his own thoughts. "Where do you come from?"
Spanner placed on a more forlorn expression. "A place where the world moves by money and destruction…"
Tsuna blinked. "Huh?"
"That's why I also like Namimori, it's very calm here." Spanner said with a smile.
"That's true. Everyone seems pretty carefree for the most part." Tsuna agreed. He looked into the murky greenness of the tea in his hands. Something else had been bothering him. He looked up at the blonde mechanic. "Spanner-san, why am I here?"
"I needed a template." He said simply.
"Template?" Tsuna repeated. He didn't take too lightly to being referred to as a template; it made him feel like an object.
Spanner nodded, placing his cup of tea on to the table in front of him. "Up till now, I have only heard of you. So it's been pretty difficult for me to do your outfits."
"I see." He smiled, even though he was thinking that was a poor excuse to kidnap him. Tsuna wondered what happened to a simple hello. Nevertheless, the brunette was sure that Spanner wasn't going to harm him. He felt that he was a good person. "Then….it's nice to meet you, Spanner-san."
"Ditto…" Spanner replied.
Tsuna soon found out that Spanner wasn't much of a conversationalist. Although, he really wanted to know more about Spanner, Tsuna didn't think the blonde mechanic was keen on giving up his life story to him even if he asked. The freshman didn't want to pry instead he brought up another issue that troubled him. "Spanner-san? Why are all of your outfits….girl costumes? It's no offense to you but I don't want to dress up like a girl all the time."
Spanner looked to Tsuna with new interest. His almond shaped eyes slightly widen with surprise. "Oh? Wasn't it Byakuran who suggested the idea? He said that was what you preferred."
So it's the pervert's doing!! Tsuna grimaced at the very thought that the student president wanting him to wear girl costumes in the first place. He sighed."Then can I make a request? Please make less feminine costumes for me."
The blonde treasurer considered Tsuna's request. The brunette watched in panic as Spanner mulled over the idea in his head and he was relieved when the other smiled. "That would be interesting to see."
Tsuna could already tell that Spanner was intrigued by his suggestion. It was almost as if he could see the wheels turning in the other's head. "Do you really like making costumes for me?"
"It's not that. I guess in the end…I'm just like everyone else." The mechanic said as he smiled warmly at the younger boy. "I found you to be very fascinating, Tsunayoshi."
"Fascinating?" The petite brunette questioned. In the back of his head, he felt the other was referring to him as some kind of specimen but he ignored this allegation for his better health. He didn't think he was worth being called fascinating. He wasn't something to write home about. He was just plain old Tsuna. "But I'm not anything like that. I'm pretty pathetic. It's everyone else that is more interesting. Spanner-san as well."
Tsuna had this hate and love relationship with the school. There was times where he was completely engulfed by everything and then there were moments where he wanted to hide away from it. He had to admit that Namimori was an interesting place. What made it even more interesting were the people. In all his life he has never met so many different people with bizarre personalities to match. It also amused him that all these clashing personalities could live and learn under one roof. This school was so zany at times but at other times it was so orderly, it was as if he was attending a normal school with ordinary students. He didn't enjoy all of his experiences as of yet, but if given the chance to go back in time and change his fate, he wouldn't.
The brunette sipped his tea and then stared into the murkiness for some time, thinking about all the different people has had met thus far. "Everyone else seems to forget that they have their own charm too. I wish they would stop paying attention to mine." He then looked up and smiled warmly at Spanner. Soon Tsuna's smile faltered a bit as Spanner gazed at him with widened eyes. "Did I say something wrong?" He asked the blonde.
Tsuna watched as Spanner shook his head, relieving him the thought that he had offended the Student council treasurer. "No….it's just…I think I like Namimori even more now."
"Oh? Why is that?" The brunette freshman inquired.
"Because Tsunayoshi is here." The blonde treasurer responded as he got up from his seat.
"Huh?" Tsuna exclaimed he was perplexed by the other's declaration. His tawny eyes watched as the blonde mechanic came towards him and grabbed him. "Spanner-san?! What are you doing?!
"Otachan! Is it finished yet?" The white haired student president burst in through the door. His violet eyes observed what was happening on the couch. Spanner seemed to have Tsuna on his lap, restraining the other by wrapping a hand around his waist and another hand on the smaller boy's throat. The treasurer's lips were only a few inches from his beloved mascot's. Byakuran's mind slowly processed what was taking place. "What are you doing to my Tsu-chan?!"
"Byakuran-san…" Tsuna looked to his savior. He felt as Spanner's grip on his small frame loosened up at the sight of the student president.
"Otachan, haven't I taught you anything? If you're going to seduce Tsu-chan at least lock the door. You're such an amateur." The student president admonished Spanner.
Whose side is he on? He thought to himself, appalled by his perverted student president's comments. "What?!" Tsuna exclaimed.
"I'm just kidding. Any person that threatens to take my Tsu-chan away is my enemy after all." Byakuran replied warmly. He then leans on the back of the couch that Tsuna and Spanner were sitting on. "Otachan, must had gotten excited when he saw you Tsu-chan. I told you everyone adores you. I'm jealous. It must be nice to be swept away."
Tsuna frowned at Byakuran. The brunette believed that the student president was not in the same world he was. However, he was grateful for Byakuran coming in the nick of time before anything escalated.
"Byakuran…it's finished." Spanner seemed to get interested in what he was working on before.
The student president looked to his treasurer with interest. "Is it? Wow! Otachan has been working so hard for me." He then turned to Tsuna, his smile never wavering. "Well, you've been released out of Otachan's clutches. Aren't your friends waiting for you?"
Tsuna was kind of curious on what Byakuran and Spanner were discussing. He noticed that they were using very vague words to respond to each other and even though, he had no reason to be here, he felt that Byakuran was pushing him out. However, Tsuna no longer pursued the topic after remembering about Yamamoto and Gokudera. "That's right. I've got to go." He said as he got up from Spanner's lap and headed for the door. However the brunette stopped feeling that he forgot something. He turned to Spanner. "Spanner-san, I look forward to your next costume." His tawny eyes looked to the smiling face of the student president. "Bye, Byakuran-san."
And with that Tsuna hastily left the room leaving the student president and his treasurer behind. Byakuran waited for a while to confirm that Tsuna had really left the premises. Although, he knew that Tsuna would be too distracted by the mere thought of his friends worrying about him that Tsuna wouldn't even bother to spy on them. The thought would never cross the simpleton's mind and that was why Tsuna was a good boy.
"What was Tsu-chan doing here?" Byakuran questioned, without turning to look at Spanner. "That was careless on your part."
"He didn't seem to notice it." Spanner assured the student president.
"I'm not worried about that. Tsu-chan is a very sociable person. He was too absorbed in making you his friend and thanking you than what you were doing." The white haired student president spoke with a hint of laughter, although it didn't reach his violet eyes. "He's very simple-minded you know. If Tsu-chan had any idea of what I'm up to….then he would be very disappointed."
Spanner frowned, making the lollipop stick that stuck out of his mouth limp slightly. "So you knew I was the one who abducted him?"
Byakuran shrugged his shoulders and sighed. "He's such a troublesome person. And he always gets into these types of situations. Probably as he races to met his friends I'm sure he'll get interloped by someone." He then grinned at Spanner, showing the other that he wasn't mad at him. "Everyone wants to gobble up my Tsu-chan. Tsu-chan has this special power over people. I refer to it as 'Moe' rays…once you've been zapped by Tsu-chan's Moe rays, you lose total control."
"'Moe rays'?" Spanner questioned. "Then…"
"I can't do what you're suggesting." Byakuran chuckled with his all knowing smile. "The sky needs to be free after all. Plus, he makes a pretty good distraction. Everyone's eyes are on Tsu-chan. And thanks to you, he's the talk of the school. This is a good opportunity for us."
Tsuna ran down the steps of the fifth floor staircase. He wasn't used to coming down from the seventh floor and he soon realized how far it was from the first floor. It was taking him a long time to get down to his desired floor. The brunette continued to rapidly race down the steps but the last step of the staircase was a bit tricky causing him to trip over his own footing. Tsuna stumbled clumsily onto the fourth floor of the Sky Dorm. Although, he was glad that he had not fallen upon his face after tripping over that last step, his bad luck brought him an even worse fate. His tawny eyes caught sight of the red and gold disciplinary committee armband and he knew he was in trouble.
"Hi-Hibari-san…" Tsuna squeaked as his eyes flew on the menacing disciplinary prefect. A blush slowly crept up to his cheeks as he remembered that this was the person, who stole away his first kiss. Although, Hibari wanted him to forget all about it, he couldn't. It was one of those memories that you could never erase from your memory no matter how hard you tried. The brunette watched as the infamous prefect walked his way.
"It's against the rules to wander around the halls after curfew." Hibari said as he walked over to Tsuna.
"I see. Well, I didn't mean to break the rules." He placed his hands up as if to show the other he was innocent, unarmed and harmless. "I'm heading back to my room, right now."
"I can't let you go that easily." The prefect stated. "Didn't you say that talking to you is useless? I have to beat it into you for you understand, right?"
Tsuna turned paled as he realized that words he had said to the other a few days ago were thrown right back him. He had said that but it was a different circumstance. He only wanted Hibari to hit him, to prove that he was wrong from oppressing the students of the school with his "discipline". Now Hibari was warping the meaning of his words for his own benefit. Tsuna didn't know which was the lesser of two evils, getting bitten to death or eating his own words.
"That is what I said." He confirmed. He couldn't take back his words not after he was trying to prove a point. He wouldn't allow the other make him eat his own words. He still felt that his justice was immoral and if he must be a martyr of some sort he didn't mind. "I broke the rules."
"Stupid herbivore…" Hibari was starting to think that Tsuna was masochist of some sort. He had been expecting the other to reject his own words and try to get himself out of being beaten, but instead he had decided to be brave. He couldn't understand this person at all. Tsuna was a weak person but sometimes he would spark up some sort of fire and fight back. Hibari wasn't afraid of Tsuna, he wasn't afraid of anything. It just piqued his interest and that was it.
"Huh? Aren't you going to hit me?" Tsuna looks at Hibari confused. He was expecting the prefect to retaliate in someway but he didn't move an inch from his spot.
"I'm tired. Later…"He yawned. He didn't feel like attacking the herbivore.
So what was that whole thing about? He thought to himself. He was tired? He never thought he would hear Hibari say he was too tired to beat someone up. Plus, if he was going to be hit, he wanted it to happen as soon as possible. Having his assault being detained scared him a bit more for some reason."But Hibari-san, I broke the rules. You're supposed to punish me."
"You're annoying." Hibari said bitterly. He then glares at Tsuna, who didn't know how to shut up. "Keep talking and I'll kill you."
"O-okay!" Tsuna squeaked, quivering in fear. He decided this was a good time to take his leave. If Hibari was going to let him go then, he shouldn't protest. However, it seemed wrong to him. This was Hibari's way, his discipline, why was he abandoning something he believed in for long for someone like him? Or perhaps the compliments he had received that day had gone to Tsuna's head and Hibari was actually too tired to be bothered with him.
Tsuna was about to move when the prefect spoke his name. "Sawada Tsunayoshi."
"Y-yes?" He answered looking up at the prefect, ending his thoughts of making an escape.
"Don't let that person crowd around you." Hibari told him very vaguely.
"Huh? That person?" Tsuna thought about it. There was probably one person that he didn't want him around. "Mukuro?"
Tsuna took the silence as a yes. He remembered that Mukuro had revealed to him a certain grudge he had with Hibari. Now, he could tell it wasn't a one-sided vendetta. Tsuna was curious on what had made the two turn into enemies. He wanted to ask the prefect what happened between them, but since Hibari was so temperamental already he didn't want to anger him. He could already tell that Hibari was trying to be a little nice to him and he didn't want to ruin it. He frowned realizing that Hibari has some knowledge of the "Mukuro" incident.
"Did he tell you what happened?" Tsuna asked nervously. Tsuna was hoping that no one would find out about Mukuro and his violation of his body. However, it seemed that Mukuro had other plans. The dark haired illusionist wanted the prefect to know what he was doing. Suddenly, Tsuna felt so embarrassed to stand in front of Hibari.
"Yes…" The dark-haired prefect said.
"I see." Tsuna felt even more embarrassed. He just wanted to go hide somewhere and not be under the scrutinizing eye of his school's disciplinary committee leader. He didn't know Mukuro very well but he was only guessing that the other tried to torture Hibari with every detail. Tsuna just placed on his bravest face that was all he could muster. Tsuna couldn't deny what had happened. He was a bad liar and he didn't want to deceive Hibari either. And the later would probably lead to a future assault from the prefect, so the freshman decided to go with the truth.
"I'll try not to allow it to happen again." Tsuna responded. It wasn't that he let Mukuro "crowd" around him. The illusionist was more cunning than he was. On their first encounter, he was fully in the other's grasp without realizing at all. How could he protect himself from someone who is always a step ahead of him "But Mukuro is very clever."
"And you're weak." Hibari commented.
That's harsh!! Tsuna retorted in his mind. "That too." The brunette couldn't deny it. He was very weak. And it seemed like everyone in this school had some sort of weapon as well. He was starting to think this school wasn't all about academics but maybe about fighting. If this was true, he was definitely attending the wrong school. "All I can do is try."
Hibari was not convinced. "If he does ever come near you, then I'll bite you to death."
"Eeh?! Why do I have to get punished for something like that?!" Tsuna was baffled by the other's threat.
"Be quiet." Hibari ordered as he raising his tonfa up threatening to attack. Tsuna cowered even more. "If I threatened you, then you wouldn't just try. Anyone can try. But since your life is on the line, you'd do all you can to avoid that person."
I think it's called scare tactics. He thought to himself. He still thought it was unfair of Hibari to terrorize him and not Mukuro. It was not like he wanted Mukuro to pursue him. And wasn't it Hibari's fault anyway? Mukuro had it in his head that he was someone important to Hibari. This was not true since it seemed that the prefect only wanted to use him as a punching bag. Tsuna didn't know why the prefect was acting this way. He felt kind of angry and he wanted to lash out at the other in someway. And finally the words slipped from his words. "Hibari-san, you're just jealous!"
There was a long silence between them. Tsuna slowly realized what he had yelled at the other and Hibari found himself getting angrier by the second. The prefect then gave Tsuna a very ominous look that place chills down the young protagonist's spine. And it wasn't the good kind of chills either. Hibari shattered the silence. "What?"
I think I just signed my will. Tsuna thought in his mind."Eh…ah…um….you're going to kill me, aren't you?" He said trying to make his escape but the irate Hibari blocked his way with lightening speed. Tsuna knew he was in big trouble because of his big mouth. He began to wonder why he said that Hibari was jealous in the first place. Wasn't his brain getting enough oxygen to tell him that was a bad move to make? And what did he know about being jealous anyway? The brunette trembled as he was face to face with an angry Hibari Kyouya. Tsuna watched as Hibari rushed him about to land a blow on him. However, something latched on to his single tonfas before the metal weapon land a hit. Tsuna's eyes widen, noticing that Hibari's attack was halted by something that wrapped around the tonfa.
"A whip?" Tsuna exclaimed. He looked behind to see a familiar face. "Dino-san! "
"It seem like you needed help." Dino said with a warm smile towards Tsuna but when he looked at the enraged Hibari, his brown eyes turned a little cold. "Isn't it against the rules to make such a loud commotion at night? You'll disturb the students."
Hibari glared at Dino as he stopped his assault. However, Dino's words made him remember his duty and he dropped his tonfas, releasing them from the other's whip. "Rules are rules." He takes a moment to glare at Tsuna, which made the brunette's soul ooze out of his body. The dark-haired prefect stalked off in the opposite direction.
"I think I made an enemy." Tsuna said to himself, releasing the breath he had been holding the whole time. He felt like five years were taken from his lifespan just a second ago.
Dino watched the retreating figure of Hibari. He had never seen the prefect so livid before. As long as Dino had known Hibari, he had always showed a little emotion as possible. The only time, he saw Hibari this angry, was when he fought a losing fight with Mukuro. "Wow. Hibari was really angry. What happened?"
"It's a long story…" The brunette sighed.
Dino smiled and ushered the smaller boy forward. "Let's go back. I'm sure that the terrorist and Yamamoto are waiting for you."
Tsuna nodded and followed Dino back towards his room. "Dino-san, thank you for coming to my rescue."
"It's nothing really. Tsuna is kind of useless after all." The blonde upperclassmen said as he placed his hands into his pants pockets.
"I guess so…" The brunette couldn't deny the truth. Although most people could not protect themselves against Hibari, at least they were able to put up a fight. All he could do is tremble in fear.
Dino noticed that Tsuna was a bit down. "But that's okay because you have a lot of people willing to protect you."
"Protect me?" Tsuna repeated. He then thought about Gokudera and how earnestly he wanted to protect him. He never understood why his life and safety was so important to his friend. They barely knew each other. Without noticing, Tsuna asked. "But why?"
The blonde upperclassmen looked to Tsuna surprised. "You mean…you haven't noticed."
"Noticed what?" Tsuna looked up to Dino. His face was genuinely confused.
"So it's true what they say, you are thickheaded." Dino laughed.
"Eh?" He frowned becoming even more confused as the conversation progressed. "What do you mean by that?"
Dino shook his head, refusing to tell the other anything. "Nevermi-" Before he could finish his sentence, the upperclassmen tripped on his own foot and fell ungracefully to the floor.
"Dino-san! Are you okay?" The brunette asked concerned.
That so wasn't cool-looking Dino thought to himself as he got back on his feet as quickly as he had fallen. "Yea. I just tripped on something. Must have been a loose tile…"
"A loose tile?" Tsuna frowned. "That's bad. Maybe we should tell the school. It would be bad if someone else tripped over it."
"Yeah…I guess so." The blonde said slowly, trying to regain any composure he had left. He decided to quickly change the subject, so they wouldn't continue to talk about what just occurred. He smiled. "I saw you today. You make a cute girl."
"I knew it! Now everyone thinks I'm a cross-dresser!" Tsuna squeaked as his humiliation consumed him.
Dino watched as the freshman's expression turned from worried to depressed. The other made such cute expression that he couldn't help but be amused. Instead of fueling Tsuna's flames of mortification, he decided to console him. "No…I wouldn't say that. We don't see you as a cross-dresser, Tsuna. We see you as our hope. Didn't you know that this school is full of misfits?"
The young brunette was pulled out of his thoughts and looked to the taller upperclassmen. "Misfits?" He repeated.
"Seemingly this school has no particular criteria for selection of students. However, the students who attend this school have actually been selected by the principal." The blonde upperclassmen explained.
"The principal?" Tsuna inquired further.
"Yeah. It's strange but no one has really seen the principal outside or even in school. So it is a high possibility that we've all met this man before. It makes me kind of nervous to think about it. Knowing that you've been recruited by a stalker." Dino laughed.
"That's not funny." Tsuna didn't see the humor in that at all. Had the principal been watching him all this time? He began to wonder what the principal saw in him. As far as he knew, he'd been a loser his entire life. Unless, he was interested on how he royally sucked in life, that was the only conclusion that Tsuna could make. It baffled him that the principal would choose him to come here. Everyone else he had met was more interesting, stronger and even smarter. Compared to everyone else he was ordinary. He didn't have special skills; actually he didn't have many skills to begin with.
Dino continued. "But the principal only picks people that pique his interest. He has a knack for selecting really weird people."
"I see….that makes a lot of sense." Tsuna agreed, he never seen such a mix of people before. "But isn't it expensive to come here? I have no idea how much my parents paid to come here."
The dirty blonde shrugged his shoulders. "Tuition isn't that expensive. It's probably the same as any regular high school."
Tsuna's eyes widen with this new revelation. "Are you serious? But…"
"The principal really wants people to come to the school. I heard he funds the school out of his own pocket." Dino smiled.
"I see…it sounds like the Principal is really nice. I would like to meet him." Tsuna smiled genuinely.
"Well, you may be able to, if you keep hanging around the Student Council. They're the only ones who have seen the Principal, since he uses the student council to communicate to the students." The golden blonde said stuffed his hands into his pockets once more.
The brunette smiled even more brightly. "So that's why the Student Council is so important to the school!"
"Maybe. But I think it's more than that." The blonde upperclassmen said darkly. The smile was completely wiped off of his face and all that was left was an expression of seriousness.
"Huh?" Tsuna looked at Dino curiously. The other seemed to know a lot about the school, even if he was in his second year.
"Well, I wouldn't worry your little head about it." Dino grinned as he placed a hand on Tsuna's head and began to ruffle his hair. "It'll be too much for you to handle."
"Dino-san." He said lifting the other's hand off of his head. Dino always treated him like a little kid, always teasing and playing.
"Anyway, isn't your room down this hallway?" Dino said pointed to a familiar hallway. When Tsuna looked down, he could see Yamamoto and Gokudera arguing...well, the silver haired terrorist seemed to be doing the most of the yelling while the baseball fanatic just laughed at him.
The brunette sighed, wishing that his loyal silver haired friend wasn't so loud. He turned back to Dino. "Yeah…" Tsuna confirmed. "Thank you again, Dino-san. Would you like to come out with us tomorrow? We're going into town to celebrate Yamamoto getting on to the baseball team."
"An invitation from Tsuna? I don't think I could refuse even if I tried." The blonde wrapped his arms around the smaller boy's shoulders. Dino then slowly smiled as he was only inches away from Tsuna's blushing face. "Of course I'll come." He said as he slowly leaned in to give the brunette a good night kiss.
However, Dino's kiss was interrupted by the observant eye of Gokudera. The silver haired freshman shouted, "Bastard! What are you doing so close to the tenth?!"
The blonde, who now had Tsuna trapped in his grasp lazily looked at the other's loud companion. "I'm just giving Tsuna some brotherly love." He answered.
Brotherly love? Tsuna thought in his mind and then took this opportunity to release himself from the upperclassman's hold. "Then I will see you tomorrow, then." He said to Dino as he ran over to his now pissed friend. He started panicking as the silver haired boy had dynamite that was already ignited in his grasps and ready to fling them at the upperclassmen. "Gokudera-san please calm down…you'll wake everyone up."
Gokudera roared, readying to attack Dino for trying to violate his precious Tenth. "I'll kill the fucker!"
"Oi! Dino, don't worry about Gokudera. He hates everyone." Yamamoto chimed in waving to his friend. He didn't seem to mind at all that the blonde tried to kiss his love interest; he was more entertained by Gokudera's frustration towards whole occurrence than anything else.
"No one fucking asked you!" Gokudera barked at Yamamoto.
"Heh…don't worry, Yamamoto. I'm not intimidated by a pup like him." Dino provoked the infuriated terrorist even further.
Tsuna frowned wishing that the other had not said anything at all. "Dino-san…you're not helping."
An even more enraged Gokudera retorted. "What was that?! I'll blow your limbs apart you fucking bastard!"
Chapter Seven End
Author's note: Sorry, there is no omake this time. And no cliffhanger…so you have no idea what I'm planning for next chapter. I hoped you liked this chapter. There were more hints to the bigger plot of Hungry for Tsuna but not enough for you to guess what it is. At least I hope not. There was also not that much Byakuran in this chapter but…I'll make up for it next chapter. Promise. Sorry for the delay, school is coming up now and I'm sorry to say that my chapters will not come out as rapidly as they have been. I will try to have new chapters up as fast as I can. I'm kind of addicted to writing this Fanfiction, so maybe that would help make faster updates. Anyhow, thank you for those who reviewed the last chapters and I look forward to your new ones. Thank you Mithras151 for checking this chapter and giving feedback. Remember; show you care by reviewing my work. Reviews are my crack!
