Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Does not belong to me (but if it did…hehehe)
Quick Notes: Author's ramblings: I'm really sorry if anything is unsatisfactory or unlike the characters, because I was just started reading it and I got too impatient because of how cute everybody was getting :P
I recommend you read the explanation in the previous chapter before you read this.
Chapter Two: Stupid
Words in italics means thoughts or memories.
Bold is for things that I recommend you read, and Chapter titles
Underlined words are my notes
Vongola's medical staff scurried around the large room in search of the Vongola Family members. Most of them were beat-up and exhausted, but very much alive. Cracks and large chunks of rubble lay everywhere, after the final battle against Millefiore.
"Another victory, eh Hayato-kun?" Yamamoto grinned, his usual, happy grin, eyes shut.
"All thanks to the Tenth!" cheered Gokudera weakly, "Right tenth?" *no answer* "…Tenth?"
Gokudera jumped to his feet, one hand against the wall. Man the whole place had been trashed. He saw Hibari Kyouya and Chrome Dokuro as well, walking around the place in search of Tsuna. "Boss!" Chrome darted as fast as she could with her sprained ankle to the other side of the room.
Tsuna lay in the far corner against the wall, unmoving. His body felt like lead and his head pounded. Blood trickled into his eye from a deep gash on his forehead. He didn't move as the two approached him. Tsuna already looked small and fragile before, and he's scratches just made him seem completely helpless.
"I'll go get a doctor," Chrome said before she hurriedly limped off again.
"Tsunayoshi…" Hibari murmured as he gently shaking Tsuna, whose usually bright amber eyes were glazed over dark, and emotionless.
Hibari turned his hand around to see it coated with blood. He tore off Tsuna's jacket to discover a deep wound from his stomach leading down to his waist, dying his white t-shirt crimson.
"Hibari…the others…" Tsuna's breath came in small, rapid gasps, coughing up blood.
"Shut up," Hibari tried his best to glare at the bleeding herbivore that lay before him, attempting to conceal his panic and worry. Stupid, Hibari thought. The stupid kid was putting others before himself.
"Sorry…" a wave of nausea and pain rolled over Tsuna. The last thing he remembered was Hibari being lead away as medics crowded over him, then…nothing.
Dinner was quiet, as the Vongola Family sat at the table, with the head seat, Tsuna's seat, empty. Nobody ate. Even Lambo had decided to shut up for once in his life. Hibari prodded at his food for a couple minutes before standing up and leaving.
All their wounds had been treated, and they were told by the doctors that they could leave, if only that they remembered to get lots of rest, changed their bandages, etc. They hadn't heard anything about him yet, except that he was to stay overnight.
After dinner, they lounged about, not knowing what to do while Tsuna was absent.
An eerie mood hung in the air.
Ryohei brought Lambo out for groceries.
Yamamoto watched baseball.
Hibari slept on a nearby sofa.
Gokudera paced the room impatiently.
Chrome sat quietly on the floor, concentrated on sewing something.
Rokudo Mukuro was obtained the sudden interest of examining pineapples.
Tension hung in the air. Nobody attempted to strike a conversation. Then the very unexpected happen. Varia decided to drop in for a visit, since they were visiting Japan anyways, very unaware of the current mood.
"VOOOIIIIIII! Come fight me Vongola-bastards! I'll take you on any day!" screeched Squalo noisily, breaking the silence.
"Shut up." Godekura hissed.
"My, aren't we cold today, we should all spread so more lo~ve." Lussuria chided.
"Shut up."
Awkward silence…
"Oi, fucking octopus bastard, where's the runt?" Xanxus snorted.
Meanwhile, Squalo's brain that knew nothing except for how to slice people to shreds began to piece things together. Almost the whole Mafia world know about what was going on between Millefiore and Vongola, two of the most powerful mafia families on the surface of the earth. The Vongolas that sat before him were all patched up. The runt was missing. Come on Squalo, figure it out already. Light bulb.
"The brat went off and eloped didn't he?"
Time out. Second in command of Varia say WHAT?
More silence as everyone stared at Squalo.
"Ne, the prince is bored by the peasants." Bel muttered, adjusting his crown.
"Hey octopus bastard, I asked you where the fucking runt was."
"Don't talk of the tenth that way, Varia scum" growled Gokudera, patience wearing down (not like he really had any to begin with), while drawing three sticks of dynamite.
"Wanna fight punk? Bring it on!" declared Superbi Squalo, suddenly re-energized.
Godekura threw a stick of dynamite. Squalo dodged it expertly, but the sound and vibrations causing Hibari to wake up. "I'll bite you to death herbivore." Hibari hissed.
Tonfas clashed with blade, and some more dynamite went off. Mukuro's pineapple was soon disintegrated, and so joined the squabble. "Maa~Maa, is this really necessary?" Yamamoto chided as the television was sliced in half.
"Don't just sit there baseball freak!" Gokudera was being forced back as the two-on-one battle continued.
"What-ever you say Hayato-kun." Yamamoto grabbed his katana (from who knows where) and sprang into battle.
A chunk of drywall fell onto Xanxus's head, covering him with powder. "Whoever fucking did that is going to pay." He drew his gun and started firing like a mad man.
A couple more explosions went off, and a whole wall was burnt down. "P-Please stop!" Chrome suddenly jumped up, with tear drops coming out of her eyes. "Boss…boss would be sad if he came back and saw everybody fighting!" She picked up her crutches and hobbled out of the room.
Everyone stopped stared at what was left of the door Chrome exited from, after her sudden outburst. It took a lot to make her upset.
Miraculously, nobody had been injured in the fight, aparted from a couple of scratches and bruises. "Tch." Hibari muttered as he stormed off.
"Don't tell me you punks are thinking something along the lines of not being able to protect your boss."
Bulls-eye. Time seemed to stand still, as the air in the room suddenly felt heavier. Hibari stood at the doorway for about ten seconds before walking away again.
The other three turned around and returned to their original posts. Gokudera lit a cigarette. Yamamoto went to go look for the repair man. "Pineapple bastard, tell me where the 10th is." Xanxus muttered.
Mukuro, in a bad mood, since his adorable little Tsu-chan was away, and precious Chrome was upset; he decided to stick his tongue out at Xanxus, before dispersing into mist and floated away to look for Chrome.
Xanxus swore, and for the first and only time in his life, he let something he wanted to know about slip, as he followed Squalo outside.
Rain pelted fiercely against the large panels of the Vongola Base's dark hallways. Hibari glared at nothing in particular as he walked briskly throw the hallways towards the Vongola Base's Hospital Wing.
"Dimwitted, incapable bastards", he growled out loud, with Hibird as the only one to listen to him. Hibird fluffed up his feathers a little bit before going back to sleep on Hibari's head.
The skylark glanced at the clipboard attached to the white door. Multiple stitches, surgery, life stable. He frowned.
Hibari quietly pushed the door open, and sat down beside the fragile, sleeping body, watching carefully, as the machines around him beeped softly, following the Tsuna's heartbeat.
Stupid herbivore, thought Hibari again. Tsuna's sleeping face was delicate and peaceful, unaware of all the stress he had caused everybody, while he lay in bed as he gently inhaled the air provided by the oxygen tank. Various needles were stuck into his arm as a steady amount of fluid flowed into him.
"Don't tell me you punks are thinking something along the lines of not being able to protect your boss."
Damn it, thought Hibari. Damn it. Hibari had never experienced this feeling that weighed him down like a rock. Guilt. He had watched the person who meant the world to him bleed his life out, absolutely, utterly helpless. He swore that never, never again would he let it happen. Never.
"Stupid Tsunayoshi," he muttered under his breath before gently brushing the boy's bangs back and carefully gave him a quick kiss on his bandaged forehead. Then Hibari stood up and left for his room, after glancing at the tiny figure behind him.
Tsuna's dark amber eyes half opened for a brief moment to watch Hibari leave the room as the door clicked shut, before closing them again and returning to void.
A stream of sunlight filtered into the pale white room, casting a friendly glow onto its occupants
"Ah! Tsuna-kun, glad you finally came to!" Yamamoto grinned down.
"…Yamamoto…" Tsuna's voice sounded feeble and muffled from behind the oxygen mask, as he made a failed attempt to sit up as pain shot through his body and he fell back down.
"Easy, easy, there's no rush."
"…How long have I been out?"
"Mm…around a week or so now I guess."
Tsuna groaned, think of all the paperwork he had to catch up to. "Is everybody alright?" he rasped.
"Ku fu fu fu … much better than you are, Tuna-chw~an." Mukuro stood by the doorway, Chrome peeking in from behind him.
"TENTH!" Gokudera exploded into the room, pushing Mukuro aside. "I'm so sorry Tenth! Please forgive me!" as he banged his head on the floor. "I wasn't able to protect you!"
"It's fine Gokudera-kun, please stop destroying the floor with your head," Tsuna glanced down at the cracked floor.
"It's my fault let my guard down, I'm just happy that everyone's so lively," he smiled, which made everybody's cheeks turn pink. "Where's Hibari, Ryohei and Lambo?"
"Ryohei's out running a marathon and-
He was cut off as Lambo flew up from the ground floor, his face smacking against the window.
"I'll bite you to death ,cow, for trying to stuff carrots up my nose while I was sleeping." Hibari said looking up at poor Lambo who's face was suction cupped to the glass and sliding down. His tonfas gleaming with drops of fresh cow blood.
"Must…tolerate…"Lambo muttered tearfully as blood dripped from his nose, eyes watery, as he fired the 10 year bazooka.
Adult Lambo appeared in a puff of pink smoke. In Lambo's confusion and shame, he had managed to pull out the bazooka, but fire it backwards. Adult Lambo glanced around while rubbing the back of his head. Hibari towered menacingly over him. "Hehe…wrong place, wrong time eh?" adult Lambo dashed off.
Hibari was about to follow when he noticed the bunch observing him from indoors. He caught Tsuna's open eye, and would have smiled if only the four other pairs of eyes weren't staring at him. He frowned and then turned around walking away.
At this, Tsuna chuckled, knowing that everybody was alive and as lively as before, began to nod off, his eye-lids heavy. Yamamoto noticed this and quietly shushed everybody out of the room.
Meanwhile, in a nearby hotel…
"We need to talk to Xanxus," the little Mafioso said, eyes hidden under his dark hat.
Squalo growled, but even he knew better than to argue with the infamous hitman, Reborn, who was accompanied by the even more renowned Vongola Nono.
"Down the hallway to the left," Squalo muttered before the old man and the infant stode down the fancy hall. People with high positions had been arriving through the day, Trad 6, the Lielie brothers, head of the Giegue Family, and now the ex-Vongola boss. Something big was going on, and he was not in the position to know about it.
The two entered a dark room, lit dimly by a series of candles on the long glass table. Black curtains covered the walls, blocking out any sunlight that might have slipped in. The Ninth took his seat at the head on the table, the little man perched on his shoulder. The mood was serious; any fool could tell see that.
"I have gathered you all today to discuss this," the Vongola held out a white envelope, sealed by golden wax, blazing with a white dying will flame, "this, is a declaration of war."
Thank you for reading! I really appreciate it. And btw updates might be a little slow from now on cause of school :'(