Hello everyone! I'm back with a new chapter finally! I introduced in this chapter a new rival to Giotto in the future! Ah, I can't say more, I'll be spoiling!
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Thanks to my beautiful beta Pure Red Crane for beta-reading this chapter!
Onto the story!
"Hmm...?" a voice groaned as his chocolate brown eyes slowly opened, wincing from the intense light within the room. Tsuna rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and sat up slowly, looking around the room confusedly.
...Wait, room? Where was he? Tsuna scanned his environment carefully. Somehow this place seemed very familiar, like he had seen it before. It was obvious that he was in a trailer of some sort, it was huge and had everything from a plasma TV to a mini-bar. The walls were decorated with very beautiful and expensive looking paintings and photos. Why was this so familiar? He sat and speculated on it for a few minutes until voices were heard from outside.
"Giotto, I still don't think this is a good idea. The kid might be a burglar!" a voice said, it sounded like a male and a tough one too. Tsuna had a feeling that he knew this voice. And why the heck was the name 'Giotto' so familiar to him...?
"Maa, maa, G, the kid fainted. He can't possibly be a burglar." a soothing voice said and Tsuna once again had the feeling that he knew this voice. But why? Why couldn't he just remember already!?
"G, Asari, please don't fight, my headache is killing me. Those fan-girls are insane, and let's not even begin with violence!" a melodic voice said, it was just outside the trailer's door now. Tsuna's eyes widened when he realized why the voices sounded so familiar, but he hoped…no, he prayed that it was just his imagination messing with him or that it was all a dream, and soon Lambo would jump on this stomach and demand that he plays with him. Unfortunately, our tuna-fish always has the worst luck. And so the doors opened, revealing both Tsuna's biggest fear and his undeniable dream.
There, in the flesh, was Giotto di Vongola, the main singer in Vongola Mafia, staring at him. Him. The no-good Tsuna that wasn't able to ride a bike until 5th grade. The boy who was constantly getting bullied by guys and girls. The idiot who unable to pass one test in any subject. Here he was, staring at Giotto with all the surprise in the world.
"Arre, you're awake, Tsunayoshi? How are you feeling?" Giotto asked the brunet, who blushed furiously at Giotto. 'He remembers my name! Oh my gosh, Giotto knows my name!' Tsuna's fan-girl mind went berserk as he gulped nervously at Giotto, who was looking at Tsuna, waiting patiently for a reply.
Tsuna snapped out of it just as G had enough of Tsuna just sitting there, blushing like an idiot and the red head yelled to get his attention.
"OI, BRAT! ANSWER GIOTTO NOW!" G's voice boomed, scaring Tsuna shitless.
"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!" shrieked a terrified Tsuna while accidently falling off the couch, "Gomenasai! I-I'm fine, Giotto-sama!" Tsuna answered quickly before gulping, eyeing G very carefully. A soft chuckle was heard when Tsuna laid his eyes on Giotto.
"Maa, again, just call me Giotto, Tsunayoshi." said Giotto, smiling charmingly at our little tuna-fish. Tsuna swore he could die happy right there. He blushed furiously while gaping like a fish at Giotto, who in return laughed half-heatedly at the brunet. Tsuna was obviously making a fool out of himself.
Tsuna quickly snapped out of it and blushed harder while messing with the hem of his shirt, looking down at his shoes. He nodded since he felt like it would be rude not to show that he understood. But halfway through his embarrassment, Tsuna remembered something, something important.
"A-Ano, where are my friends?" he asked the idols. Giotto looked at one of the men next to him with a smile on his face. 'Obviously Japanese…' The man looked at Giotto and smiled before turning to the cute brunet.
"You mean Gokudera Hayato, Yamamoto Takeshi, Rokudo Chrome and Mukuro, Lambo and Sasagawa Ryohei, right?" he asked, still smiling a warm smile at the nervous brunet.
"H-Hai..." Tsuna said, nodding his head.
"They're still backstage. But they will be arriving with the others soon." the man said, smiling again. 'Jesus, does he never stop smiling?' Tsuna wondered before his attention was put on Giotto once more, who was still looking at him! The brunet blushed. What was he staring at? Did he have something on his face? 'Maybe Giotto is just spacing out in my direction. But then again, he seems to be present. So why is he staring at me?!' Tsuna inwardly had a panic attack.
In Giotto's mind, however, was only curiosity. The boy in front of him was almost a replica of himself! They both had gravity-defying hair, even though the boy had brown eyes and hair instead of his own golden hair and blue eyes, and Tsunayoshi's had bigger, more feminine eyes then himself. Frankly put, the kid was kind of cute. And it was no lie that Giotto could have easily fallen in love with the boy because he was attracted to the same sex as himself, but the boy could be straight. But he wasn't sure yet. Giotto was just about to say something when someone's shouting interrupted him.
"JYUUUDAIME! WHERE ARE YOU!?" an incredibly loud voice shouted and Tsuna had no doubt whose voice it was.
"I-I'm here! Gokudera-kun!" Tsuna called out, but not nearly as loudly. For a moment, Tsuna wondered if Gokudera heard him, but it was like Gokudera had hyper-intuition when it came to Tsuna's calls since the next second, the trailer's door slammed open and the brunet was thrown to the floor with a very enthusiastic right-hand man on top of him, hugging the living soul out of the poor boy.
"G-Gokudera-kun...a-air..." Tsuna managed to gasp and not long after, Gokudera was pounding his head on the trailer's floor, telling his 'Jyuudaime' how sorry he was.
"I don't deserve to be Jyuudaime's right-hand man!" He continued to bang his head on the floor, and Tsuna desperately tried to make him stop. Just then, Yamamoto decided to enter and looked at the scene with a confused face. Tsuna sighed in relief and called out to Yamamoto. "Yamamoto, help me! Gokudera-kun won't listen to me!" he said. Yamamoto smiled before dragging his boyfriend up from the floor and into his grasp. And with that, the one-sided bickering started, but instead of smiling at the two lovebirds, Tsuna clutched his head, he was suddenly feeling very dizzy.
"You alright, Tsunayoshi?" Tsuna's heart skipped a beat as he looked behind himself and right into Giotto's chest. The brunet blushed furiously red and was so mesmerized that he didn't even notice the change in scenery as he was getting dragged gently by Giotto.
Before the boy knew it, he was in a mini-infirmary like room within the trailer. He looked confusedly around, taking in the scene before him. It was a small, but comfortable room with a glowing candle on a table along with medical things. There was a person inside with spiky, dark brown hair, nearly black, and dark honey coloured eyes which seemed pretty warm and kind. He was talking to Giotto in a foreign language. Tsuna couldn't understand a thing. After a little while of listening, the brunet started to get a little restless and he opened his mouth to speak up just when the two stopped talking and turned to the brunet, who in return, quickly closed his mouth and blushed. He looked down in embarrassment and badly wanted to face palm at his stupidity and for embarrassing himself in front of his idol.
"Tsunayoshi, is it? Hello, how are you feeling?" a voice said in fluent Japanese and Tsuna looked up to see the dark brown haired man standing in front of him with a friendly smile on his lips. Tsuna blinked twice before snapping out of it and finally answering.
"I-I'm fine, j-just a little dizzy...!" Tsuna assured the man and took the opportunity to analyze the man a little further. Tsuna quickly noted that the man looked like a priest by the way he was dressed and according to his attitude. Ringing started to pound in Tsuna's head and he started to remember why the man looked so familiar. "A-Ano, w-what is your n-name?" Tsuna stuttered, feeling really stupid for asking such a question. The other man didn't seem to mind at all as he guided Tsuna to a bed so that the brunet could sit down while he checked him, in which Tsuna had spaced out because he was trying so hard to remember who the man was.
The man looked at the brunet and smiled half-heartedly.
"My name is Knuckle." he answered the brunet as he checked for a possible concussion on the boy.
Tsunayoshi's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open, gaping like a fish at the raven-head, who only looked quizzically at him back.
"K-Knuckle, as in Knuckle the drummer!?" Tsuna asked shocked, finally seeing the alikeness of the drummer in Vongola Mafia and this man! And what did our tuna-fish do? Faint, of course.
The next time our cute little brunet woke up, he was not in the trailer as Tsuna first thought he would be. He was in a huge room, and it looked expensive. There was a huge plasma TV in the middle of the room that was connected to several consoles and next to a huge stack of video-games, some even seemed un-opened. There were some jackets lying around the nearest leaning chair and some magazines at the end of a small table right next to a huge, very comfy couch, which our dear Tsuna was laying in. He sat up and looked around some more. Again, he had woken up all alone in a strange room with no one close.
Suddenly, Tsunayoshi heard something from one of the neighbouring rooms. He slowly got off the couch and the blanket that had been laid on him fell to the ground, but Tsuna didn't notice. He only walked to the entrance and slowly pressed his ear on the door. There it was again. It was like a constant rhythm going on and on in one of the rooms.
He opened the door and walked out. The sound got a little stronger. He continued walking, following the sound steadily. The closer Tsuna got, the more he realized that the constant rhythm sounded like drums beating at a constant and steady pace. Now he heard some other forms of music, and when Tsuna had walked a little more, he realized that it was an electric guitar.
Tsuna felt a shudder of anticipation when he figured that it was music he heard. But he didn't recognise the song that was being played, so he inched closer to the room, which looked like a recording room. He sneaked a peek inside. The first thing he saw was a man with white hair and some kind of purple tattoo right under his left eye. The man had his eyes closed as he started singing.
«Nigemawattemo kimi no nioi wo kagiwakeru
kono scope no naka ni kimi no egao wo utsushidasu
sumu dekai ga chigau to daremo iu kedo konna ni mo kurushii omoi wa nani?
tatoe mirai mienakutemo kimi ga dareka omottetemo
muriyari demo kimi wo furimukasu
I GOTTA LOCK ON, GIRL
kono mune ni kimi no koto dake afureteiru
I GOTTA LOCK ON, GIRL
itsumademo todokanai hana da kara itoshii
I GOTTA LOCK ON, GIRL ｘ3
nayamanaide yagate shiawase ni kaeru kara
kono slop ni kimi ga shiroi doresu de aruku made
kawatte iku jibun no koto aishitai kisetsu wa kimi to deatte kieta
bakuhatsu mae no kodou wo toketeku hodo ni kasanete
muriyari demo kimi wo dakishimeru
I GOTTA LOCK ON, GIRL
sono mune ni ore no ai wo moyashi nemureyou
I GOTTA LOCK ON, GIRL
ichido demo furimuku made soba ni ite mamoru
I GOTTA LOCK ON, GIRL
kawaita kiba hana no nioi de stage ni michibikare
nidoto aenai emono dake wo kanarazu Lock on
I GOTTA LOCK ON, GIRL
kono mune ni kimi no koto dake afureteiru
I GOTTA LOCK ON, GIRL
itsumademo todokanai hana da kara itoshii
I GOTTA LOCK ON, GIRL ｘ4."
It was then accompanied by another song. Tsuna wasn't even able to move as he heard the song enter his mind and he almost felt like it was Giotto singing that song, but something was off in the man's tone. It wasn't like the one Giotto used: an innocent yet dangerous bad boy-ish voice that always made Tsuna shiver in anticipation. But not this man, this man had a bad boy image, but his voice was light and sweet, too sweet for Tsuna to get completely engulfed in the song. He understood by the language that the song wasn't Japanese, so he understood that it had to be something close and Korean immediately popped into his head.
"Ddaddadda ddara omyeon algedwae, yaksok
Bobobo boyeo julge hwansang gateun donghwasok (Come here girl)
Maeil maeil modu oneul gateun naeil
Money Love Fashion Fame(Fame) and all that's in between
Jamdeulji anhaneun bam, i bami saedorok
Tell the DJ turn it up up up and da, da, dance a little more
Deo manheun bam, sumanhen bam i jinado
Ureon ajik kkaji cheolbuji boy and we stay forever young
(Oh neo) neomani hamkke kajullae (meolji anheun fantasy)
Sang sang i gadeukhan i sesange
Kkeuteun eobseo Never end yeogin Neverland
Come on, come on, jujeomalgo soneul jababwa
Bildeong supeul ddurhgo haneul sairo nan nalha Fly (Fly)
Modeun geon midneun mankeum hyeonsilhiyabwa
Ni bal miteuro heuteojineun sueok gaewi stars
Jamdeulji anhaneun bam, i bami saedorok
Tell the DJ turn it up up up and da, da, dance a little more
Deo manheun bam, sumanhen bam i jinado
Geudaen eonjeggaji sonyeoil girl and we stay forever young
(Oh neo) neomani hamkke kajullae (meolji anheun fantasy)
Sang sang i gadeukhan i sesange
Kkeuteun eobseo Never end yeogin Neverland
Cheoeum nunddeumyeon mideul su eobdae, gwaenchana na yeope isseulge
Geu nugudo jansori hal irhi eobdae, yeah geunyang da nae meotdaero hae
You, me, and the DJ dancing till the break of dawn
No, no never gonna stop now Turn it up, let's party on
Neoman i hamkke gajullae (meolji anheun fantasy)
Sangsang i gadeukhan i sesange
kkeuteun obseo never end yeogin neverland
kkeuteun obseo never end yeogin neverland."
The songs were finished and Tsuna was left in the opening, gaping like a fish as the studio recorder, who had not noticed Tsuna at the entrance, complimented them. "Good work, everyone. Let the next artists know that it's their turn when you walk back." the recorder said, as he started working on the song through his huge desk of things he used to make the albums, Tsuna had to guess.
Our lovely brunet quickly hassled away from the door before the recorder could see him and tried to head back to where he was before he walked out. Unfortunately, Lady Luck was not on Tsuna's side today. On his way, he ran straight into a pair of strong arms and broad chest. Tsuna felt his legs loose contact with Mother Earth and braced himself for the fall, but it never came. Instead, Tsunayoshi looked up into incredibly orange eyes, and yello-, no, more like golden hair.
"G-Giotto!" Tsuna said surprised, just as G and the other band members walked up, including a few other people the brunet hadn't met before.
"Arre, now who might this little cutie be?" And Tsuna slowly turned around as a white haired man smiled at him. It was the guy who was singing from before!
"Hello, little one. I'm Byakuran."
*Le Gasp* I ended it with a clliffhanger! I'm so cruel~ But enough about that.
Now, my beta-reader pointed out something I just wanted to explain real quick:
So, in the last chapter Giotto had sky blue contacts, and in this he had orange ones. The explanation is that on stage Giotto uses blue contacts to make him look more natural then he would've been with orange eyes.
Ah~ I just love a blushing and stuttering little brunet! And Tsuna is soo easy to make into a goofy little furball of cuteness!
I'll try to see if I can post the next chapter right after the new year or something like that. If a chapter hasn't come by March, then you are allowed to kill me.
Ja ne!