Hungry for Tsuna
A Katekyo Hitman Reborn Fanfiction
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, Akira Amano does. And I am not getting profit from writing this…although it would be nice.
Author's Note: Don't hurt me! I know it's been so long since I updated. Here, let's just skip my babbling and get to the chapter. Without further delay, Chapter eight of Hungry for Tsuna, Tsuna the Desired.
Chapter Eight: Tsuna the Desired
Chapter summary: Hibari thinks he might be loosing his marbles. Tsuna has a mysterious dream. Courting Tsuna shenanigans! Mukuro and Byakuran have an intimate conversation.
A frost captured Tsuna's body and he soon realized that he was no longer in his warm bed. It was the sudden coldness that forced his eyes open and it was the icy feeling of his body pressed against the cold and damp floor that made him shiver. Tsuna's eyes couldn't see anything. It was dark. The blackness was so thick that he couldn't even make out the image of the floor he was laying on. Groggily the young brunette sat up from the dark place he laid upon and his tawny eyes tried to decipher the darkness before him. Tsuna looked around bewildered, wondering why he was in such a place.
Where am I? He thought to himself. The brunette couldn't help but feel helpless and small in such a place. An icy wind flowed past him and the coldness of the breeze sank into his bones. He gasped, as he clasped his hands onto his shivering arms. So cold…He continued to mentally converse with himself. He pushed his knees to his chest and hugged them close, trying to conserve as much heat as possible. If he stayed in this dark place much longer, he was sure he was going to freeze to death. He had never been good with the cold. Whenever he was at home, his mother had always taken extra precautions with him. Taking the extra care to dress her precious son in an extra sweater or wrap him in a heavy scarf before he went off to school. He sighed, why was it only him that got into these predicaments?
"Sawada Tsunayoshi…" He jumped as someone called out to him from within the darkness. Tsuna desperately looked into the abyss to find the carrier of the voice but to no avail. He was about to give up, when he saw a flicker of something to his left. His eyes followed to reveal a small flame. He watched as the small flame danced ferociously in thin air. He frowned, feeling that this was some sort of trap. He heard of something like this in class, on one of those few occasions when he actually paid attention. He heard that during long expeditions in the desert, people began to hallucinate. He believed the phenomenon was called a mirage. He felt that this small flame was his mirage. He was so cold and to his left was the very thing that could remedy that. He wasn't buying it…his luck was too horrible to believe that this was not a trap.
Tsuna stared at the flame and the more he stared, the more he grew tempted to go to it. His situation wasn't getting better and he was still freezing to death…would it be so bad if he did fall for this trap? Or maybe it wasn't a trap at all…perhaps it was the way out of this place? Tsuna began to consider going towards the flame even more but a small part of him saw this as too good to be true. And as if on cue, a violent wind brushed passed him and forced him to get to his feet as he shivered more violent. He quickly went over to the flame, hoping that it wasn't a mirage or some sort of illusion. He noticed that the flame wasn't as small as he had first perceived. As he ran towards it, it grew more in size. Tsuna was almost near it when he tripped on something within the murky darkness and lost his balance. He gasped as he found himself in mid-air and slowly falling on to the cold black floor underneath him. He closed his eyes as he grew nearer to collision.
"Guess I should have seen that coming." Tsuna heard someone spoke. He opened his eyes in time to see the flame that was feet away from him stretched out its fiery petals and caught him. A small scream came out of the brunette as he collided with the flames. Tsuna was expecting to be burned but was surprised to not feel any pain at all. The flames that caught him didn't burn him instead it felt like a like summer haze against his skin. It didn't hurt but he could still feel the warmth of the flames. "Are you hurt?" he heard the fiery flower ask of him.
Tsuna shook his head indicating that he was unharmed but he was unable to believe what he heard or saw. The flames had talked to him and it has also saved him from slamming his face into the ground. Yet, his small mind couldn't comprehend it. Suddenly, he blurted out all his concerns at once. "Why are you talking? You're not supposed to talk! And…why aren't you burning me?! Why doesn't it hurt?!"
The brunette froze as he heard a kind laughter emit from the flames. His eyes widen as he watched the flames distort and transform into a humanoid-like image. No longer were flames holding Tsuna up but a man was doing the task. Tsuna's eyes widen even more as he gaze up at the person. The other had unruly blonde hair similar to his own style. However, the blonde's bangs were much long and went into his eyes a bit more. The stranger's eyes were blue and the irises reminded him of a beautiful ocean. As Tsuna looked more intently at the other he noticed how much he looked like him, although, the man that held Tsuna looked older than the brunette. He watched as the other smiled at him gently. "Sorry. I guess that would bother almost anyone."
"Eh?!" Tsuna exclaimed. It bothered him that this man was actually the flames that caught him. And the stranger was talking to him so causally as if he had not just transformed from fire to a human being just moments ago. "W-what are you?!"
The blond haired stranger frowned. "A human being…well, I was…once. I am dead afterall."
"Dead?!" Squealed Tsuna, trying to release himself from the other's hold but the man held on to the smaller boy more tightly.
"Don't be alarmed. I'm not a bad spirit and you're not dead either. Please calm down…I don't have much time to talk with you." The blonde spirit tried to assure the brunette. Tsuna stopped struggling after hearing the urgency in the other's voice. He complied with the stranger's wishes. He was still freaked out to hear that a dead person was holding him but he tried his best to ignore that horrifying fact. Seeing that Tsuna had relaxed, the blonde haired man continued. "This place is the world of the dead but there are times when the spirits can make contact with the world of the living. I haven't been able to contact you because you were so far away but that has changed recently. I am happy that I am able to establish a connection with you."
That's why it's so cold here. Tsuna thought to himself. He realized that he was no longer cold anymore and he was actually being kept warm by being in the other's grasp. "Why do you want to speak with me?" Tsuna asked.
"I came to warn you." The blue eyes of the stranger darkened.
"Warn me? What's going to happen?" Tsuna panicked, wondering how more wrong his life could go at this point. Wasn't god punishing him enough? His eyes then widened as he saw the other's face contort into pain. The blonde stranger groaned in agony as he seemed to be wounded by some invisible force. "Are you okay?!"
"My time is running short…"The man said as he cringed from another wave of pain. He then desperately explained to Tsuna, his reason for meeting him in this manner. "Listen, Tsunayoshi…you will be in grave danger and you will be tested. If you accept the test, then you will open my Pandora's Box. Do not under any circumstances accept the challenge!"
"The challenge?" Tsuna asked confused by what the other person meant. He then noticed that the hand that was holding him began to fade. The Man's image slowly began to deteriorate into a hazy representation. "Wait…"Tsuna pleaded. He had a lot questions to ask this person and he didn't want him to leave just yet. He wanted to understand the vague caveat that the spirit informed him of as well.
"Don't worry… we will meet again. I just hope the next time we meet, you'll choose the right decision." The blonde spirit smiled down at Tsuna lovingly as his image rapidly dissolved. When his essence was almost entirely gone he voiced one last advice for Tsuna. "Please…seek out, Reborn."
"Reborn?" Tsuna repeated as he saw the last of the blonde haired man disappear and then he was back in the cold dark place…alone. The brunette was left in square one all over again. He peered into the darkness, hoping that there was some way he could reach home. Tsuna jumped as he heard a loud cracking sound near him. He followed the sound with his eyes and witnessed the impossible. The floor was cracking! The floor continued to crack as blinding rays of light burst from the crevices. Soon the whole entire ground was broken by the searing white light and the fierce illumination conquered everything. Everything had become completely white.
"Tenth…wake up!" Tsuna felt someone gently nudging him awake. His tawny eyes slowly opened. His blurred vision slowly focused revealing that he was in an empty classroom. His eyes looked up and noticed the smiling face of Gokudera. He slowly lifted his head up from the hard desk that became his pillow somehow. That was a weird dream…Tsuna thought to himself as he looked up at his silver haired companion. He noticed the slight concern in the other's emerald eyes and decided to ease him. "Gokudera-san…did I fall asleep in class again?" Tsuna said as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.
After any eventful night he would have at the school, Tsuna could never sleep. He spent most of the night trying to stop Gokudera from blowing up the hallway. Whatever time he had left was trying to calm the wandering thoughts he had. After what Dino told him about the school, he grew more curious as to whom the principal was. He resolved soon after that he would ask Byakuran if he could meet with the principal. The freshman was sure that the student president wouldn't mind if he did. He was also worried about what he had said to Hibari last night. Tsuna was sure that the upperclassman was still livid over his accusation. The brunette still felt like an idiot for saying such a thing out loud and he was awaiting the prefect to bite him to death for being so foolish.
"It's my entire fault, Tenth! I kept you up last night! Forgive me…" Gokudera said bowing his head lowly and holding his hands above his head as if he was praying to the gods for forgiveness.
Yes…it is your fault. Tsuna frowned at Gokudera and then assured his silver haired friend. "It's okay…" The brunette's eyes passed over the empty class room once more. He was surprised that he had not heard the bell rung or the cacophony of the students and teacher hurriedly leaving the room. He couldn't believe that he was such a heavy sleeper. Tsuna then caught sight of Yamamoto, who was also sleeping. He smiled as he realized that Yamamoto had fallen asleep in class as well and it made him fell better that he wasn't the only one that thought the lesson was boring. He looked back at Gokudera and asked. "Should we wake Yamamoto up too?"
The silver haired terrorist's face contorted into disgust. He frowned. "Let's leave the baseball idiot behind."
Tsuna didn't know whether his friend was serious or joking but knowing the rivalry that Gokudera had with Yamamoto, the terrorist knew he meant it maliciously. "Um…we can't do that."
"Then I'll do it…"The bomber decided. He was willing to take on the filthy task of waking up Yamamoto. He didn't want Tsuna wasting his energy in waking up the baseball idiot. And as Tsuna's self-proclaimed protector this was his job to do the minimal tasks, so his tenth didn't have to. Gokudera approached the sleeping idiot and without restraint, he sharply kicked at the taller boy's desk. "Wake up! Bastard!"
"Gokudera-san! That's not gentle!" Tsuna watched in horror as Gokudera roughly woke up Yamamoto.
After a few kicks to his desk, Yamamoto slowly awoke. He then smiled up at Gokudera, who happened to be standing over him and then he noticed Tsuna not to far away. "Oh hey guys…did I fall asleep in class again?" The dark haired boy said cheerful as if he was not awakened so roughly at all.
"Che…" The silver haired terrorist spat, angry that Yamamoto was unfazed by his violence.
"It's okay, Yamamoto-san. I fell asleep as well. I think I might fail this term, if I don't shape up." Tsuna sighed, thinking about that pop quiz that was administered two days ago. He remembered he had gotten a twenty. It was one of the lowest grades of the class besides Yamamoto who attained the same grade.
Like the loyal puppy that he was, Gokudera hurried to Tsuna's side. He then grabbed a hold of Tsuna's hand holding them gently but with the passion of his devotion. "Tenth! Don't say that! You can do anything if you put your mind to it!"
I think that's the problem…I don't care. Tsuna thought to himself. He still wasn't used to Gokudera treating him so lovingly. It wasn't normal. However, the other holding his hand like this didn't bother him much. So far he had been given worse treatment; Gokudera had not touched him in the same way as everyone else had. In that aspect, his silver haired friend was gentler to him. He smiled at Gokudera, knowing that the other only wanted him to do well in school. "Well…maybe you can tutor me, Gokudera-san. You're the top of our class."
Gokudera's green eyes lit up. His expression was very akin to a little boy opening his present on Christmas day. "Me? Tutor the tenth?! Of course…I'll do anything for you Tenth!" The terrorist agreed.
Those passionate words again! Although he was used to some of Gokudera's gentle touches, he still wasn't used to his declarations. Tsuna laughed nervously. "Yeah…and maybe you can help, Yamamoto-san too."
Gokudera came down from heaven and roared."I don't tutor idiots!!"
Tsuna grimaced at the terrorist's refusal. Tsuna was as much as an idiot as Yamamoto. They both attained the same grades in class. But the brunette felt that Yamamoto was way smarter than everyone thought he was. He was positive that if Yamamoto concentrated in his studies as much as he did baseball, then he could rival Gokudera's academic prowess. In his own case, Tsuna just believed…no…accepted that he was dumb. End of story.
Yamamoto laughed as he scratched the back of head. He never could take Gokudera too seriously. He saw Gokudera as a funny person; he made the best expressions. It was so animated and unique. Even if Gokudera said hurtful things, it was washed away by how comedic the bomber acted. "Is that so?" He grinned.
Gokudera turned his murderous eyes to the tall dark haired boy. "Not even a genius could save you from your own stupidity!"
Yamamoto continued to smile. "You never know until you try."
"Who would want to try?! You're a lost cause!" The silver haired terrorist spat back. He really hated that nonchalant face of the baseball idiot. It annoyed him and every time he saw it, Gokudera had an urge to wipe that cheerful smile off of Yamamoto's face.
Tsuna stood there watching as his two friends continued to bicker. Well, that wasn't true; Gokudera was doing most of the arguing. This reminded him a lot of last night except Dino was there egging Gokudera on. Not wanting to involve himself in deja vu any further, he opted to stop the bickering all together. Tsuna slung his school bag on to his shoulder and smiled. "Gokudera-san, Yamamoto-san, let's go back to the dorms…okay? We haven't figured out what to do tonight."
The dark-haired and silver haired boys turned to Tsuna as he called to them. Gokudera immediately stopped fighting with Yamamoto but the brunette knew this peace would be short lived. There will be more fighting…he was sure of that. These guys are a handful Tsuna thought to himself as he heaved a sigh. He then slowly smiled to himself. But…they are my friends.
The Disciplinary prefect was in one of his bad moods today. He couldn't help not to be irked by every little thing. His fellow disciplinary members were no where in sight, and for good reason. For when Hibari Kyouya, was in a bad mood and no one was safe from his wrath, not even his loyal soldiers, who nobly spread Hibari's gospel of justice, throughout the school was not spared. The dark haired boy rubbed foreign blood off of his cheek; he glared at the crimson smear on his pale complexion. The prefect was excited by the redness but disgusted, that some herbivore's fluids got on him. In someway, he felt as if he was sullied and grew even angrier. Why hadn't all the weaklings died off already?!
He had been biting anyone he could find to death all day. He remembered the last one he managed to get. Some poor soul who had stuck gum underneath his desk was now sticking his broken limbs into casks. The herbivore had it coming to him, disgracing his precious school with his gummy garbage and salvia. After taking some anger out in the form of "discipline", he found himself at the rooftop of the Lecture building. No one would bother him up there. Everyone knew this area was off limits because it was one of the few places that Hibari favored on campus. The prefect decided to sit himself by the edge, so he could still keep an eye on things while he rested. He leaned against the steel cage that wrapped around the perimeter of the roof as his blue eyes fell upon the school's landscape.
Hibari silently watched as the campus continued to go on no matter how angry he was. The world never stopped for such trivial things. Hibari frowned as the herbivore and his loyal lackeys came into his visual field. He watched as the trio walked across the lush lawn toward the Sky dorms. Unconsciously, the prefect's blue eyes were locked on the smallest herbivore of the group. His blue eyes studied the weak herbivore; taking in how timidly the brown haired freshman walked in between his friends. Sneering at Tsuna's untroubled smile; observing how the other's wild brunette hair flowed in the wind; respecting how the young boy kept his uniform neat and tidy compared to his friends; gazing at the glow of his large tawny orbs. Hibari slowly realized that he was staring the brunette down and he stopped himself from scrutinizing the other further. He turned his body around and brought his attention back to the vacant rooftop.
He didn't want to admit it but the herbivore did interest him. Tsunayoshi Sawada was a weakling through and through. He was the very thing that Hibari despised and yet, this person gained his unattainable attention. There was nothing special about the herbivore; he lacked strength and any kind of battle expertise. He had heard through word of mouth that the other was just as incompetent in his studies as well. The only thing he could commend the other for was his knack for being brave in very risky situations. Most of these situations generally involved Hibari threatening to beat the herbivore senseless. Although the herbivore dared to go up against him, Hibari had hardly condemned Tsuna to the fate that the many Namimori students had been subject to; being bitten by his tonfas. It bothered the prefect immensely that he had not beaten up the herbivore as of yet. The thought had crossed his mind many times but when it came time to act on them…he didn't.
Somewhere between Hibari's thought processes, a small yellow bird perched on to his shoulder. Absentmindedly responding to the light weight upon his shoulder, he pet the delicate creature. Soon after, he dropped his hand and returned to his musings. Hibari's mind replayed the very phrase that pissed him off to begin with. Hibari-san! You're just jealous! He was once again reminded of the false accusation the herbivore had indicted him of. He could already feel his blood boil within him and his feathered companion must have felt the ominous aura from his owner since it departed shortly. It angered him even more because he had been accused of the same thing by the illusionist. Kufufu…Are you jealous? Hibari recalled Mukuro asking him this after the illusionist explained how he had triumphed in violating the herbivore.
Of course, the prefect had denied being reduced to such a useless emotion such as jealousy. He refused to give the illusionist any satisfaction that his actions were getting to him. Hibari had placed on a brave face as Mukuro described his ministrations of the weakling's body but inside, the prefect had been seething with rage. This rage that engulfed him was nothing like anything he had felt before. It was a worse feeling than someone defacing the school and he never thought he would admit something like that. Even to himself. Hibari had claimed Tsuna first and it was as if the illusionist was encroaching on his territory. And this feeling went even further than territory, Hibari felt defeated. Knowing what Mukuro had done to Tsuna almost seared him as badly as losing to the illusionist. Once again, he had been out bested by the delinquent.
Hibari frowned at his own train of thought. Was he admitting that Mukuro outshined him?! No…he had no hold on the herbivore for the delinquent to overtake him. The illusionist had not beaten him because Tsuna was nothing to him. Mukuro could do whatever he liked to him. He didn't have any claim over the freshman. He didn't want such a claim over the weakling. Or…did he? It was undeniable, that he had been the one to kiss Tsuna that time in the hallway. He had made a mistake. Hibari couldn't describe what came over him. One moment, he was thinking of hitting Tsuna harder to silence him and the next thing he knew, he was kissing the herbivore.
Hibari groaned with annoyance. How could he slip up like that? It was so unlike him to act upon those primal urges that the other worthless herbivores seem to indulge in. He was not like them…he had control. Kind of. Then, where was that control when he kissed the herbivore? Where was his restraint last night? He was getting so irritated with that brunette idiot. If it wasn't for Tsuna…the prefect would never feel this way. He hated this feeling…it was so foreign to him. It was as if something alien not inhibited his being and it was because of a single person. Mukuro also had this effect on him and the illusionist had infected him with shame. At least in Mukuro's case he could actually name that unfamiliar feeling. In Tsuna's case, the prefect could not fathom the words to describe how he felt. Hibari made up his mind and deduced a solution to resolve this problem. It was all Tsuna's fault and he was going to pay dearly for it. Oh…how the herbivore would pay.
The prefect's musings were interrupted by a presence of another. Hibari's blues eyes narrowed to the roof door. Someone was standing there. He didn't know how long the other stood there but it was a minute too long in his opinion. "Show yourself…or I'll bite you to death." The prefect grumpily commanded.
Hibari watched as the door slowly opened to reveal a red haired boy with green eyes behind thick rimmed glasses. Hibari automatically recognized this herbivore to be Irie Shouichi, the Student Council's Secretary. Hibari's scowl deepened as he gazed at the red haired boy. It was rare that he would see Shouichi come to him and when he did, usually it was for a request from Byakuran, which he always refused. He was not happy to see him and would rather be left to his devices.
"What do you want?" Hibari frowned.
"Good afternoon, Hibari-senpai." Shouichi politely greeted and he was automatically hit with the ominous aura of the prefect. At times, the disciplinary prefect would be in one of his bad moods, this day was no different. The red haired secretary sighed as he realized that he no longer wanted to continue what he came here for. However, he forced himself to go through with it because it had to be done. "I'm sorry to disturb you but the president is asking all council members to keep an eye on Rokudo-san."
"I thought I told him I don't take orders." The prefect stated but there was a slight bite to his reply.
"Byakuran-sama is aware of this fact but he still felt you should still be told to do so." Shouichi nervously smiled at the other. One of his president's qualities was persistence.
The red-haired secretary watched as the disciplinary prefect mulled over the new information that was given to him. Shouichi wondered if the other actually understood Byakuran's urgency. He watched as the prefect's cold blue eyes turned back to him, ready give his answer. "No." Hibari said simply.
Hibari-senpai is as difficult as usual. Shouichi thought to himself. However, Shouichi kind of knew that Hibari would refuse this request from Byakuran…he generally did. Hibari had always worked on his own and although he was technically part of the council, he never came to the meetings or associated with them. He protected the school through his own power and his own means. Yet, the student president still felt Hibari could still be useful to them and even aid the student council if they persuaded him well.
"Is that all?" Hibari inquired further and Shouichi almost jumped hearing the other asked his question. It seemed that he caught Hibari at a bad time but when was the prefect ever in a good mood.
Shouichi stood his ground, no matter what he had to do his job. He looked sternly at Hibari, his green eyes piercing the other's indifferent gaze. "Well, no…there is one other thing."
The Namimori All Boys School wasn't far away from a town also named Namimori. The town had a populous of one thousand people. Before the all boys school was opened exactly a century ago, the town of Namimori had been facing hard times. However, the town was able to prosper once more after the school was built. The founder of the all boys school has also brought the town. The school's founder had a rail station be built so that the students could get to the school from anywhere in Japan or even the world. The rail station was also the cause of the town's growth since it was easier for the townspeople to transport goods and also be able to welcome business from other local towns.
Tsuna was amazed by how up to date the town was. He had expected the town to be full of country bunkums, which favorite pastimes were playing games like chasing the cow. Although, he knew full well that this place wasn't at all a farming ground. He couldn't break away from the metropolitan assumption that everyone who didn't live in the city or the suburbs lived on farms. He felt a bit foolish for thinking this. The young brunette looked to his comrades. Everyone was dressed casually and happy to leave their uniforms clothes back at the school.
"Tenth…please tell me why those three idiots are here." The brunette looked to the silver haired freshman as he pointed his finger at Dino, Ryohei and Yamamoto.
Why are you pointing at Yamamoto?! He was originally supposed to be here! Tsuna thought to himself and explained why Ryohei and Dino were with them on this venture. "I invited them along. It's always fun to celebrate with a group of people. Plus, Dino and Ryohei have been here a dozen of times. They could act as good guides."
"The only one that doesn't need to be here is you, terrorist." Dino ragged on Gokudera.
Gokudera glared at the blonde and spat. "What was that, asshole?"
"No fighting, you guys. We're supposed to be having fun." Yamamoto obstructed any further banter from the terrorist and Dino. They were supposed to be here to celebrate and if these two started fighting, none of them would hear the end of it. The baseball fanatic then added. "Let's try to get a long."
The energetic boxer declared. "Sawada, let's celebrate to the extreme!"
That's too extreme for me. Tsuna thought. The upperclassman was at times a bit extreme for him and the brunette could only handle small dosages at a time. Tsuna smiled pleasantly at Ryohei and the rest of his friends. "Of course. What would you guys like to do?"
"How about we get something to eat first?" Yamamoto suggested.
"I know a good Italian place." The blonde haired upperclassmen recommended.
That's right, Dino is Italian. And Gokudera's basically Italian too. He remembered that Dino has briefly told him this in one of their few conversations. In the case of Gokudera, the silver haired freshman has blurted it out when Tsuna complimented Dino for being Italian. Apparently, Gokudera had an Italian father and his mother was half Japanese and Italian. "I wouldn't mind. I never tried it."
As usual, Yamamoto was up for anything. "Sounds good." The dark haired freshman agreed.
"Anything the tenth wants." Gokudera said cheerfully to Tsuna.
You can disagree with me as well. Tsuna thought and he looked to Ryohei as he also agreed.
The boxer considered. "I heard Italians were pretty strong. I'll make them join my boxing club."
It's an Italian restaurant in Japan that doesn't mean its run by Italians! Tsuna stated in his mind. Although, the brunette was baffled by the other's previous statement, he realized that the upperclassmen often spoke about his boxing club. From the brief times, he had spoken to Ryohei, the boxer had always brought it up. "Sasagawa-san, are you always thinking of the boxing club?"
"Un." The silver haired boxer confirmed. "I'm always looking for new members. You should join the boxing club, Sawada."
"I don't think I'm cut out for sports." Tsuna politely declined. Although, he was bad at sports, the real reason why he usually refused Ryohei's invitation was because it scared him to be involved in such a rough activity. Tsuna realized Ryohei's energetic mood deflate after his response. Not wanting to see Ryohei so crestfallen, Tsuna offered an alternative. "But maybe I can mascot for your club when you have a competition."
The silver haired boxer slightly blushed at Tsuna's suggestion. "Okay! I'll make sure my boxing club uses their dying will to the extreme! So that they don't lose!"
"I'll cheer you on." Tsuna smiled at the upperclassmen. "I heard Sasagawa-san is the best boxer in Japan. I'm sure you don't have to use your dying will to win."
Suddenly, the brunette felt an arm around his shoulders. His tawny eyes looked up to find the culprit and discovered that the appendage belonged to Dino. Tsuna blushed slightly with Dino being so close to him. The brunette remembered the "almost" kiss that the blonde tried to give to him last night. Tsuna began to grow wary of Dino's presence thinking he would try to kiss him again. Although, he was nervous around the Dino, he still tried to be pleasant around the other. Tsuna didn't want to alienate the blonde from him, although Gokudera wouldn't have minded. Despite Tsuna's obvious embarrassment, Dino talked with Tsuna causally. "Dying will? Where did you come up with that, Tsuna? It's a really good slogan. Everyone can't stop talking about it in school."
"Well…it just kind of came out. I don't know where it came from. Maybe I heard it somewhere before and used it in the slogan." Tsuna admitted, still blushing madly.
"Is that so?" Dino smiled as he lifted his arm that rested on Tsuna's shoulders and then ruffled the brunette's unruly chestnut locks. "What an amazing fluke then. You have some luck, Tsuna."
I guess it was a fluke but...I must have heard this phrase before. I know I have…but from where? It seemed really familiar in a way. Tsuna thought to himself. He tried to scrape through his memories to find out where he had heard this phrase before. His thoughts then slipped to that weird dream he had in class. Unconsciously, Tsuna began to frown to himself. He wondered who that person was and what kind of challenge was going to be presented to him? The person wanted him to refuse the challenge at all cost. What scared him the most about the whole ordeal was that the stranger had to warn him about accepting said challenge? Would it be a challenge that he would be unable to refuse? He also wondered what the blonde stranger wanted to hide. He had said that his Pandora's Box would be opened if he accepted the challenge. Tsuna couldn't wrap his head around it. Maybe he should consider it as just a dream and nothing more. He'd be able to sleep better at night.
Yamamoto watched as Tsuna seemed to become distracted. The tall boy wondered what was on the brunette's mind to give him such a saddening look. The baseball fanatic asked. "Is something wrong, Tsuna?"
Tsuna was pulled out of his thoughts and looked to Yamamoto. He saw the other's concern for him and decided to say something to relieve him. If he shared his mysterious dream with them, he would make his friends worried. He didn't want that. This was his problem and he could deal with it on his own. Tsuna smiled sweetly. "No…it's nothing. I guess I'm just hungry."
"Tenth, you won't have to suffer for too long." Gokudera smiled brightly at Tsuna as he reassured him. He then glared at Dino, his emerald eyes having daggers for the upperclassman. The blonde was pissing him off. He had belittled him earlier and just recently, he had placed his filthy hands all over his tenth. And he was older than him, meaning that he was bad news. People older than him could never be trusted. "Bastard, did you get us lost?!" The silver haired terrorist barked.
"Don't worry. We're really close to it." Dino laughed off the other's comments and continued to lead the group towards the Italian restaurant.
"Is that it?" Yamamoto pointed a particular building out. The restaurant was not like the other neighboring shops and residences. The other buildings were built in a national fashion; many of the establishments were built small and quaint. However, this particular building stood out from the rest and you could automatically tell from the architecture that it was foreign built. It was large in height and width. The restaurant had two floors. The building was a pink-orange color. The roof was a fiery red color. The windows were wide and outlined with white framing. The windows all had shutters that were the same fiery color of the roof. The windows on the top floor were wider and there was even a small balcony on the side of the building. The front door was wooden and had a golden doorknocker upon it for decoration. The sides of the doorway held small gas lamps ignited by roaring flames. The doorway even had a pair of alabaster steps leading up to the restaurant. Extending off the side of the building was a white sign bearing the name of the restaurant, Bello Cielo. Outside you can hear the faint cry of foreign music and the aroma of Italian herbs and spice. To Tsuna, it reminded him of some kind of villa. He had never been to Italy but he was sure that the buildings looked something like this.
"Wow. You have good eyes, Takeshi." Dino commended the tall freshman.
"Be-Ro Shi-E-Ro?" Tsuna read the sign with terrible pronunciation.
"Bello Cielo." Dino corrected the brunette. "It means beautiful sky. I heard this was the founder's favorite place to eat."
Tsuna turned to Dino as he revealed to him that the founder used to eat here. The brunette was baffled. "But the founder died a whole century ago. This place was here for that long?!"
"Uh huh." The blonde smiled. "The school's pretty old but so is the town."
"Let's go inside." Yamamoto beckoned as he made his way up the steps to the restaurant.
"Yeah! Let's eat pizza to the extreme!" The boxer roared as he followed after the baseball fanatic.
"There are other things besides pizza, stupid lawn-head!" Gokudera yelled angrily. The silver haired terrorist then took Tsuna's hand and pulled the brunette with him to the restaurant. He'd be damned if his precious tenth was left alone with Dino. "Come on, Tenth!"
"Okay…" Tsuna felt the heat around his collar blazed as he felt Gokudera hold his hand. The other's touch was very warm and his skin was very soft. The brunette didn't know what to make of it. Earlier when the terrorist had taken a hold of his hands, he felt nothing. But now, he felt differently…it was a foreign feeling. His body was reacting to such a simple touch. Tsuna ignored these feelings and tired to concentrate on something else. He allowed the terrorist to lead him inside the restaurant.
Once Gokudera and Tsuna walked into the restaurant, they heard a loud thump behind them. The terrorist and the brunette quickly turned to see that Dino had fallen backwards on to the few steps leading to the restaurant. Tsuna stood there staring in disbelief. How did the blonde managed to fall backwards when climbing three steps?! The young protagonist could hear Gokudera snickering from behind him.
"Dino-san? Are you okay? What happened?" Tsuna inquired with a worried look.
He watched the blonde upperclassman sit up. Dino then gazed up to the worried face of Tsuna. He didn't want to worry the brunette or reveal to Tsuna, his horrible trait of clumsiness. Especially, his clumsiness around someone he liked. He then smiled. "I did that on purpose."
For what reason?! Tsuna thought to himself.
"Bullshit…" Gokudera spat at Dino, knowing that the blonde was lying to Tsuna.
"Really. I thought it would get a good laugh." The blonde continued to go with his lie. He then reached a hand out to Tsuna. "Do you mind helping me up?"
The brunette looked to the hand extended towards him. At first he hesitated to take the hand but after a few moments of deliberation, he went over to help his friend. Tsuna walked toward the steps and he slowly climbed down the first step and although the small boy was trying to be careful, he ended up tripping over something.
"AHHHH!" Tsuna yelled as he plunged face first into Dino's chest.
"Tenth!" Gokudera watched as Tsuna tripped over Dino's foot.
"Sawada!" Tsuna heard Ryohei yell from inside the restaurant. Apparently, Ryohei and Yamamoto had gone to see the large commotion that Gokudera, Dino and Tsuna started. The athletes had managed to catch Tsuna tripping as well.
"Tsuna! Are you okay?" This question was from the baseball fanatic.
"I'm fine…" He responded to his friends inquiries over his well being. The freshman slowly recovered from his descent. He was kind of embarrassed that he had also fallen. He then looked up at the blonde. The brunette's tawny eyes widen a bit as he realized that Dino was grinning at him. "Di..no-san?" Tsuna questioned.
"You actually fell for it, Tsuna." Dino hummed as he took a hold of the other's shoulders and pressed his lips against Tsuna's. The brunette blushed wildly as the upperclassmen kissed him. The freshman felt like a deer caught in the headlight of a car, unable to move from his inevitable fate. He wanted to push the blonde away but all the strength from his body had been stolen by Dino's electrifying kiss. The kiss that the upperclassmen bestowed upon him made his limp body tingle in the most amazing way. Tsuna felt as if some invigorating warmness had come into his being; rubbing his insides in a good way, like fur against the skin. Dino shortly released the other from the oral embrace but the younger boy was still under the kiss's dreamy spell. Tsuna was kind of disappointed to lose that exhilarating warmth but he then mentally reprimanded himself for thinking such shameful thoughts. He shivered slightly as the other's warm breath brushed against his ear. Then Dino whispered with his velvety voice. "I can't lose to Rokudo Mukuro."
"YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT TOO!!" Tsuna exclaimed as he looked into the smiling face of Dino. From the other's smile, he could tell the blonde knew everything. How many people knew?! The brunette gravely pondered.
After aimlessly walking around the campus, the president found himself on the seventh floor of the Sky dorm. After the last meeting, the principal had already made preparations to make that room into a temporary library. Byakuran grew curious and decided to see what was set up. The old recreation room was on the far end of the seventh floor. It was conveniently placed away from the residential rooms on the floor, so that it didn't disturb the students and faculty that slept. However, this room wasn't always a recreational area. In the past, it had been used for other things. From what the president heard, the founder used this room as his own personal office. And after the founder's demise it was used as a principal's office. However, forty years ago…the school underwent a major period of reconstruction and the room became a mini recreational center.
Byakuran opened the door of the old recreation room and found that the room was already filled with bookshelves, lounging furniture and even study essentials. The student president was surprised by how fast the principal worked. The room felt like a library and you couldn't tell that it used to be a room for leisure. The president stepped into the room further and noticed he was not in the room alone. His violet eyes went to a red couch and he automatically recognized the person sitting there. Who could not recognize such a distinguishable hairstyle?
Byakuran walked over to the midnight haired delinquent. He grinned as Mukuro looked up in his direction. "Oh…what's this? Nappo-chan, must be as bored as I am."
"Kufufu…what do I owe the pleasure, student president." Mukuro smiled pleasantly at the other and he watched as the white haired male took the liberty of taking a seat in front of him.
"No need to be formal, Nappo-chan. We know each other very well." The student president hummed with a fox-like smile. "But I have been wondering what you've been up to. Running from the law? Training in the mountains? Plotting the destruction of mankind?"
The midnight haired boy's smile widen at hearing the other's comments. "Something like that I suppose."
Byakuran shamelessly trailed his violet eyes up and down the other's body. He then purred. "That isn't the correct way to wear the school's uniform but still…Nappo-chan looks sexy as always."
"Byakuran, are you coming on to me?" Mukuro grinned, resting his chin on the palm on his gloved hands.
"Don't flatter yourself. My heart belongs to Tsu-chan." The student president professed as he dramatically placed a hand over his heart.
Mukuro raised an eyebrow at the Byakuran's statement and then questioned. "Sawada Tsunayoshi?"
The white haired boy nodded his head in agreement. He knew that by now the illusionist had made contact with Tsuna. He then smiled to himself, thinking what kind of "contact" Mukuro made with the brunette. The student president knew the other's style pretty well and knew that Mukuro's first impressions were one of a kind. "The same…you've went to see him…didn't you?"
The illusionist smiled mischievously. "More like tasted."
Feeling as if the other was outshining him, Byakuran confessed an even greater privilege. "Well, I saw him naked…so I beat you." He countered.
"Kufufu. I didn't think it was a competition." Mukuro laughed. However, the illusionist still couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't accept that president could potentially like Tsuna. "It's surprising to see you interested over someone like Tsunayoshi."
The white haired student beamed sweetly at Mukuro. "Even though you say that, Nappo-chan…I'm not the only one guilty of the charge." He said this in his normal sing-song tone and then his voice became more serious as he continued. "Tsu-chan is a very special person to me."
"I was just going to use him to piss Hibari off but now that he's connected to you then he becomes more useful." The illusionist threatened.
Although, Byakuran was smiling, his violet eyes were burning into Mukuro. It was very rare for the student president to become angry and only a few people were able to do it. For so long, the president had been wearing a convincing mask of blithe. People just assumed that he was always in good spirits but Byakuran was skilled at concealing the emotions in his face. Yet, his eyes usually divulged his secret. "What's this? Are you threatening me? That's not very nice, Nappo-chan. You'd do well to make me your friend."
"Oya oya? Did I get the student president angry? Excuse my manners…." Mukuro sneered at the white haired male seeing that he had struck a nerve.
"Don't mock me..." The student president replied as he managed to let his anger leek out of him. He swiftly returned to a calm disposition. "You may not be friends with me but you are friends with the principal…"
The midnight haired illusionist shook his head. "More like an acquaintance…"
"Must be nice…"Byakuran said softly. He then looked at Mukuro sincerely as he proceeded to speak. "So I assume Chrome is safe then."
The illusionist smiled. "I assume so."
The student president's smile faltered. He was disappointed to see how cautious the other was being. Byakuran didn't expect Mukuro to keep this much to himself. He assumed that Mukuro's secrecy was the due to the incident of the previous year. "Boy. Nappo-chan sure is secretive. He doesn't want to tell me anything. I remember the time that Nappo-chan used to speak to me about all sort of things. I guess those days are gone."
Now it was Mukuro's turn to give Byakuran a heated look. "Those days ended after you betrayed me." The illusionist stated
"Are you still mad about that? Get over it already." The white haired boy released an annoyed groan. His violet eyes even gave Mukuro a clear indication of his aggravation. The student president expression softened a bit as he spoke more. "But I guess I should thank you. Thanks to Nappo-chan playing the bad guy, I was able to be student president. So I appreciate your help…"
Mukuro's heterochromatic gaze burned into Byakuran. He didn't like the fact he was used as a tool and then cast aside when his usefulness ran out. Mukuro had lived his life not adhering to authority or any figure that held power. No one could bind him. No one could suppress him. That was until he met Byakuran and was first introduced to being toyed with. This person was on another level completely different than his own. Never had Mukuro met such an antagonizing person as Byakuran. But the illusionist didn't fear this person for what he did to him instead; he was more determined to destroy him. He would use any means to get his revenge even if he had to use someone as innocent as Tsuna. "Then I will have fun corrupting that little pawn of yours."
"Go ahead…" Byakuran shrugged his shoulders as he grinned. "Go ahead and corrupt him…it wouldn't change a thing. Tsunayoshi is someone you can not corrupt."
"Kufufu. Anyone can be corrupted. He is a man, right? It doesn't take much to persuade a person." Mukuro believed confidently, he was sure he would be able to influence Tsuna.
"Whatever you say, Nappo-chan." Byakuran was also confident in what he said. Tsuna was a person that could not be corrupted. He was not like everyone else. Tsuna wasn't driven by greed, fame, beauty or love. He was a rare breed. However, the student president kept this knowledge to himself. The student president gets up from his seat, already getting bored of the other's company. "Well, it was fun but I have to leave now. I'm sure I'll see you around, Nappo-chan. Hopefully, the next time I see you…you'll have eaten those words of yours."
Mukuro looked to Byakuran with interest. "Are you off to toy with someone else's life?"
"It's too quiet here. I think I'll make Xan-chan blow up something. Kyou-chan will be so mad! Oh well…" Byakuran giggled as he walked over to the doorway. He turned back to Mukuro. "Be good." And with that, Byakuran left the room without another word.
Tsuna sighed heavily to himself. The atmosphere at the table was heavy with something that made the brunette uncomfortable. After, Dino boldly kissed him in front of his friends; there had been an ominous aura in the air. Although, Tsuna was embarrassed that Dino kissed him, he was even more humiliated that Dino found out what Mukuro did. For most of the night, he could not look the blonde upperclassman in the eyes. He had also evaded Yamamoto and Gokudera's inquiries on the subject. He did not want to tell his friends about his violation. However, Tsuna did fear they would hear it from someone else. Why does god hate me? What did I do wrong in my life to deserve this? Tsuna thought to himself, placing himself in a depressive stupor. Yet, he could not decipher the reason why his other friends were in a bad mood. Yamamoto was smiling a little less and Ryohei did not chow down on his food to the extreme. Tsuna hoped his friends didn't have a lesser opinion of him after Dino kissed him. Yamamoto and Gokudera was one of the first friends he had made here and Tsuna didn't want to lose them. Not over something like a kiss! And what did Ryohei think? Maybe he thought he was disgusting for being kissed by a guy and wouldn't want him to mascot for his club. The more Tsuna considered this, he felt himself fall deeper into despair.
Ryohei noticed that the small boy was depressed. "Cheer up, Sawada!" Ryohei tried to comfort the other the only way he could. "You always smile to the extreme! I've always admired that. So…come on, Sawada, smile as brightly as you always do!"
Tsuna looked to Ryohei and noticed that the other was doing his best to make him happy. The brunette didn't feel like smiling but he didn't want Ryohei to be concerned for him either. Tsuna searched deep within himself to find his happy place and slowly he was able to smile again. For some reason, the freshman felt more at ease and even the heavy atmosphere that loomed over them seem to disperse a bit. Tsuna felt a lot happier smiling than frowning. "Thank you, Sasagawa-san. I feel much better now." He proved this by smiling at the other.
"Seeing Sawada's smile always makes me happy. It reminds me of my younger sister's." Ryohei continued to speak.
"You have a sister, Sasagawa-san? I'm sure she has a beautiful smile. I would like to meet her one day." The brunette was surprised to hear Ryohei had a sister. He secretly imagined that Ryohei's younger sister would be just as energetic and an extreme athlete like her older brother.
"It's an extreme promise!" Ryohei agreed.
No…it's just a regular promise. Tsuna thought ruefully to himself but he was content to see the boxer so excited over their promise.
Growing jealous that Tsuna was paying more attention to Ryohei than himself, Dino devised a distraction. "Would you like to try, Tsuna?" The blonde kindly asked the brunette to taste his dish. Dino left no room for the Tsuna to refuse him by preparing a fork of food for the other to sample and extended the serving to the freshman. He then said lovingly. "Say Ahhh."
I can feed myself, you know. Tsuna sighed as he obeyed Dino and allowed the other to feed him. He ate the offered sample and found it quite tasty. "Wow, this is delicious." Tsuna complimented Dino's dish.
God damn bastard...I can't lose the tenth to someone like him. Gokudera glared at Dino as he seduced Tsuna. "Hey, tenth…try this too." Gokudera offered his own dish to Tsuna, placing a bit of it on his own fork and giving it to the other.
"Sure…" Tsuna accepted the fork of food that Gokudera offered to him. Gokudera's meal was delectable as well. "This is good too."
Yamamoto had watched the whole transaction between the trio. Feeding Tsuna...hahaha…too bad I didn't think of that. The baseball fanatic thought to himself but he didn't want to claim defeat just yet. He couldn't lose to Gokudera or Dino, although he valued their friendships, he still wanted Tsuna for himself."Hey, Tsuna…would you like to share a dessert with me? Tiramisu sounds good."
"Okay…" The brunette smiled.
Fucking baseball idiot! Gokudera gritted his teeth at Yamamoto. The silver-haired freshman was outshined by his rival and the terrorist hadn't even seen Yamamoto's move coming. Gokudera was more focused on trying to outdo Dino; he had not considered that the baseball idiot would join in too.
While Gokudera looked like he wanted to kill the baseball fanatic, Dino was very impressed. He had always thought of Yamamoto as air headed as Ryohei. Now, he saw a more sly side of him and Dino decided that he couldn't underestimate the tall freshman. He was kind of angry that he hadn't thought of Yamamoto's beautiful idea first. Looks like Yamamoto used his head. Well played. The blonde upperclassmen acknowledged.
Why is everyone glaring at each other? Am I missing something? Tsuna thought to himself as he watched his friends. It was as if they were competing but he had no idea for what they contended for or even why. It made him nervous. He then looked to Ryohei, who seem to be the only one among his friends not involved in this competition. Well…except Sasagawa-san. He then smiled sweetly at Ryohei feeling that the boxer was left out. "Would you like to try the amaretto semifreddo with me, Sasagawa-san?"
Excited that Tsuna offered to eat a dessert with him, the boxer roared. "I'll gladly eat it with you, to the extreme!"
WHAT?! Dino, Gokudera and Yamamoto looked stunned, hearing this new development. They were shocked that Tsuna had suggested the boxer to share a dessert with him. To the three boys, it was like Tsuna had placed his heart on his silver platter. And he was serving it to Ryohei, of all people! We're losing to the Ryohei! Impossible!!
"Then have some of my dessert as well, Tsuna. It's not everyday that you eat foreign cuisine." Dino proposed, desperately not wanting to lose to the boxer.
"Have some of mine too, Tenth. My dessert is better than everyone else's." Gokudera swore.
"I'll have some of all of them." Tsuna laughed nervously as everyone seemed to be glaring at each other and this time Ryohei joined in.
TSUNA'S MINE! BACK OFF!! All of the boys, excluding poor Tsuna, glowered mentally at one another.
The waitress that had been serving Tsuna and company for the night had been watching the group for a while. She had felt the frigid ambiance that surrounded that particular table and didn't want to go nowhere near it. She then pleaded with her boss. "Boss, Do I have to go back to that table? There's this dangerous aura over there. It's so scary."
"Don't be silly, Yuzuki. It's just a group of handsome guys. It's their raging hormones and that testresrone you're sensing. They must go to Namimori All Boys School, all the boys that attend that school are so hot. You should be lucky to be their waitress." Another waitress encouraged the frightened one.
"But…" The scared waitress continued to plead.
"Go over there and get their money…" The boss insisted.
The waitress slowly gave in. She took a deep breath and walked over to Tsuna's table. She stood at the end of the table and smiled sweetly at the group. "Are you boys getting any dessert?"
"YES!" Everyone (except Tsuna) exclaimed in unison.
I guess they really wanted to eat dessert. Tsuna was embarrassed by his friends' enthusiasm to order dessert and he looked at the waitress with sympathy as his friends desperately told her their orders. The waitress looked like she was about to have an emotional break down as she wrote down their dessert requests. Tsuna swallowed an urge to hide under the table because the whole restaurants eyes were featured on them. I need new friends…I need new friends. He repeated the mantra to himself, trying to evade the stares that the other patrons of the restaurant were giving them. I need new friends that won't molest me and embarrass me in public. Yes…starting tomorrow.
Chapter Eight End
Author's Note: Um this Fanfiction took a while…sorry about that but it was very hard since I don't know what time management is. I switched Mukuro's nickname to Nappo-chan because I've been seeing Nappo everywhere lately. So that is his new nickname. Although, Ken will pay dearly for giving Byakuran the idea. Next chapter will have Xanxus because his birthday is two days from mine. October is also Tsuna and Reborn's birthday…so I guess chapter nine and ten will have to be special. I'm so sorry it took a whole month for a release. Hopefully, I can release chapter nine and ten within October. Thank Mithras151 for checking this chapter. Please look forward to the next chapter and thank you for reading the previous chapters. Any suggestions to make the story better are appreciated. Please review my work…since reviews are my crack. I'm a review addict but who isn't.
