I AM SO SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED IN A WHILE! I had a bad case of Writers Block + Laziness ;A; TT~TT
Anyways, I made this chapter with the best I can do in this case... and the two things I can desribe it with is... 1. Wangst and 2. Meaningless Fluff... :(
But hey XD I finally got the 6927 going ;P
I hope you enjoy it though :D
Disclaimer: You all know what goes here.
And Pray for Japan :D
'Mukuro….'
"Stop spacing out Dame-Tsuna!" receiving a none too gentle kick from his Home Tutor, Sawada Tsunayoshi nearly had a heart attack when he realized he was just saved from a life threatening situation.
"R-Reborn! T-Thank you…" he said as he stood up from his fallen position on the pavement of the sidewalk, dusting off his pants. Picking up his fallen school bad, the future Vongola Decimo continued on his way as if nothing has happened.
The Arcobaleno immediately picked up on this unusual behaviour.
Reborn noticed how his student seemed to be preoccupied for the whole of that week. Whether it be during training or at home, the brunette always, always, seemed to have something in his mind; up to the point of not even realizing when he's about to walk right in front of a huge dump truck.
And it absolutely irritates him that he doesn't have a clue what his student has been mulling about. It had nothing to do with school, not the Vongola, hell he didn't even react when Sasagawa Kyoko talked to him!
"Tch. What's with you Dame-Tsuna?" finally at the end of his last straw, Reborn cornered Tsuna, looking him eye to eye. He hated not knowing what's going through the brunette's head, and he hated it more how the only reaction he got from the said teen is a nearly blank- "Huh?"
Holding a Hammer transformed Leon threateningly, he glared directly at his student, not even bothering to hide his annoyance.
"You've been out of it for a whole two weeks Dame-Tsuna. It's either you tell me what's wrong or I force it out of you. Now pick"
Staring at him with blank brown eyes, Tsuna wasn't even fazed by the deathly aura around his home tutor."… I-It's nothing Reborn"
"Wrong Answer" WHACK!
"ITAI!"
Reborn fisted his tiny hands, gripping Leon tightly when he saw the emotionless face of his student once more. Even after a hit like that…
"Tell. Me. Dame. Tsuna. I mean it. What is wrong with you?" the home Tutor asked exasperated as he grabbed the teen by the collar of his uniform. He became far more concerned about the teen ever since the whole 'comatose' incident not too long ago. He did not enjoy the feeling of losing his precious student; at least not to something as idiotic as getting killed because he wasn't paying attention.
"N-Nothing… I just..." and then it came.
Reborn flinched back when he felt the tears flowing from the brunette's eyes. The emotions also returned to his students face once more… but not in a good way.
"I-I-It's NONE of Your BUSINESS Reborn! I just… I…. I"
Changing Leon back, Reborn tried to calm himself after seeing his student's breakdown. Although he would love to beat his student upside the head, he thought that it wouldn't be a good idea to ask any more, so he settled for a sigh. This was at least better than seeing his student zombiefied.
"What a crybaby. With that type of behaviour, you'll never be able to become a good Mafia Boss" the sun arcobaleno affronted.
"HEY—"
"BUT I won't pry any further" he interjected. "Just… whatever it is you're worrying about, don't let it get in the way of your training. A week off is too long a vacation!" he exclaimed, tipping his fedora to shade his eyes. "and remember, you can always talk to me about anything"
"…R-Reborn" Tsuna looked at his home tutor, eyes glossy with tears but the respect and gratitude was evident.
All of Reborn's worries flushed away seeing the look on his students face. Tipping his hat once more to hide the smile that was spreading across his childish face, he cocked his gun. "Yosh, now that you've calmed down, it's time for some REAL training" and he was very very pleased with the reaction he received.
"HIIIIEE! REBORN!"
BANG
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"Mou, that Reborn. He didn't have to train me so hard. Now my whole body is aching" Sawada Tsunayoshi mumbled to himself, brushing his teeth. Thankfully, he was almost back to normal. Almost.
'Why… am I like this anyway?'
"DAME-TSUNA! HURRY UP YOU SLOW POKE! LAMBO-SAN HAS TO PEE!" snapping back to reality, he hurriedly finished up before exiting the bathroom.
"Sorry about that" he gave a small smile.
Lambo paused in his dash inside and turned his attention to his older brother figure. Tsuna noticed this and asked what was wrong.
Lambo just stared at him; the boy's hair was shorter now, and Gokudera was also able to finally get him to stop wearing the cow suit in exchange for a cow print shirt and black shorts. He looked like a mini version of his 10 years later self. What shocked Tsuna as of right now was the nearly mature, contemplative look the child was giving him. But, within an instant, he was back to his normal self, crying about how he needed the toilet and blaming the older teen for stalling.
Without any retort, the brunette stood there, confused and dumbfounded at what meaning could be behind that little display.
"Aah ah. It seems that Lambo really is growing up" he sighed playfully before marching up to his room.
Tsuna stared at the cream coloured ceiling. For the whole of that month, only one thing invaded his mind; and that one thing was none other than a certain blue haired illusionist.
"go away" it was no more than a whisper,
calm indifference, eyes hard and calculating. As if a shadow was overcast upon him, almost harsh.
Then, mismatched orbs disappeared within twin eyelids as a smirk graced his lips. "As you wish"
'That Mukuro… he didn't take it too seriously did he? He must be doing this on purpose… Mukuro isn't that compliant… but he hasn't shown up ever since. Does he… hate me?'
"GAH! Why am I even worrying myself over this anyway? I should be glad he's gone! He's probably back… in the vindice…" realizing this, he plopped back down on the bed from his sitting position with a deep sigh. He couldn't hide the fact that he's been concerned with his ghostly companion's disappearance and that he's greatly affected by it. Why? He doesn't know.
"Just… where are you anyway?"
"Where is who?
"HIIIE!" flinching backwards, Tsuna was greeted with the sight of the Sun Arcobaleno currently sitting on top of his stomache, a gun on one hand and a cloth on the other. "Re-Reborn! You are seriously gonna give me a heart attack one of these days!" the brunette once again sighed.
"Rokudo Mukuro" Reborn stated. Tsuna's felt heart rate grow faster and he gulped.
"W-What about him?" the brunette asked cautiously.
"I've had a talk with Chrome. She says that she hasn't gotten in contact with him in a while" the arcobaleno explained, gaze directed at his student.
Tsuna's worry just grew. "W-Why are you telling me that?" he asks again. "And speaking of Chrome, how is she? A-And those other two?"
Beady eyes narrowed at him and he flinched.
"I know your hiding something. And for some reason I have a feeling it's to do with him"
"R-Reborn!"
"I said earlier that I won't pry any further. But I still want you to be careful, don't forget what that guy did to you and your friends" Reborn warned before putting the gun down jumping off of him.
Tsuna gritted his teeth; although he felt the need to defend the illusionist, he knew better than to talk back to his home tutor. Reborn was right in a way; although he knew that Mukuro isn't completely evil, he's still a very unpredictable person.
"And also, don't worry. Those three are fine" Reborn stated before leaving the room.
Staring back at the ceiling, Tsuna sighed yet again. As much as he hated to admit it, there is still a chance Mukuro would comply to everything he says and that he would betray him someday…
"But it doesn't change the fact that I chose to trust him. Is there anything wrong with that?"
Sigh.
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Cold
'Huh?' Slowly, caramel eyes cracked open only to be met with complete darkness.
'Wha… What is this? Gharrf!' fully conscious of his surroundings, he found that he was currently under water. 'What the...' he grabbed at his throat, trying to keep from swallowing.
'Eh? I can… breathe' he could feel the cold dampness and the weightlessness as if he was submerged in some form of liquid, and yet he could breathe normally and now that he thinks about it, his clothes weren't wet either.
"Where… am I?" then suddenly the world around him seemed to collapse right in front of his very eyes. "GAAH! UGH!"
"E-Eh?" Eyes snapping open, he found himself to be somewhere he's sure he's never been before. "W-What just happened?" he thought aloud, blearily trying to comprehend the situation he was in.
Suddenly realizing that he was currently sprawled on the pavement in the middle of a crowded street, he immediately got up and ran out of the way…
'What did I get into this time? Is this Reborn's doing?' gasping for breath, he looked around to see if he can find anything he might recognize, or if he could ask someone of his whereabouts.
He felt extremely uncomfortable picking up on people giving him weird stares.
'Eh? Wait… this… this isn't Japan!' There were weird writings on banners, everyone was talking in a different, but not completely unrecognizable language, and these people… they were huge. "No way…I… I'm in Italy?"
"Tu! Torna Qui!" spinning around suddenly towards the cry, he knew he was bound to get in trouble.
Men dressed all in black carrying what was, without a doubt, guns and other types of firearms were approaching him fast, behind them were men wearing what looked like lab coats. Within an instant, panic arose, everyone trying to get as far away as possible from these people, people getting pushed aside while running for their lives. These men were obviously from the mafia.
Gunshots began souring and people were crying out. Tsuna knew he had to do something, whether it be to try and help these people or to run away himself. But he did neither.
He was frozen to the spot by what was in front of him.
It was a little boy, he couldn't be older than five, wearing tattered clothes. He was desperately running away from the men, blood soaking through his clothes. However, no cry escaped from his lips, even though the gash on his arm and the sprain on his leg were evident; only unshed tears within hard, glaring eyes.
There was no heterochromia, no smirk on his lips.
But the face, the weird hairstyle…
There was no doubt. This was Mukuro.
"Da Via!"
And just when he realized this, a bullet was headed straight for his head, he knew full well that it was not a dying will bullet.
"Hi… HIIIEEE!"
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"Kufufu~ Really, suddenly popping up and causing trouble… you shouldn't do that Tsunayoshi-kun"
Realizing the protective stance that seemed to be out of reflex, Tsuna slowly opened his eyes and let his arms drop to his sides. He found himself yet again sprawled on the pavement, but seemingly out of the way of any danger.
"Eh? M-M-MUKURO!"
"Yes?"
Looking up, he was shocked to see the teenage illusionist towering over him, smirk intact.
"What? But… the Mafia! And you were!…." Tsunayoshi decided to shut up when he saw the smirk drop from the taller male's face.
"I have no idea how you do it. First it was within my haven, and now it's my memories. Why and how is it that you are able to infiltrate my mind?"
"I-I-I, I'm sorry, I really don't know! Last thing I remember was falling asleep in my room then suddenly I found myself here and… wait... Did you just say 'memories'?" Tsuna looked up at the illusionist, panic, disbelief and confusion written all over his face.
Mukuro stayed quiet. Sighing, he helped the brunette up and stared out of the small alleyway they were in. Gunshots could still be heard, and a very familiar cry filled the silence.
"M-M-Mu..ku…ro?"
"Yes, memories. You have yet again did the unexpected, Vongola. This happened about 9 years ago… the first and last time I tried to escape from the wretched Estraneo" Mukuro narrated, a bitter smile across his lips. "Kufufu~ You really shouldn't invade other people's privacy you know that"
Tsuna frowned, he does feel guilty about intruding. He never meant to invade, neither did he know how he got there in the first place. "S-Sorry…"
"Anyways, Tsunayoshi-kun, you should wake up soon. It's almost 8 Kufufu~"
Snapping to attention, panic rose within the brunette once more. "WHAT! OH NO I'M GONNA BE LATE. Wait, how do you even know that? And now that I think about it, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL THIS TIME?"
The smirk reappeared on the illusionists face. "Oya? Didn't you tell me to go away?"
"… Sorry about that too….." the brunette sincerely said. Tsuna's eyes widened when he felt something ruffle his head.
"Kufufufufu~ Well, I've had enough sleep. Time to wake up or else Skylark-kun would get angry" And right before his eyes, the world began dissolved into white, taking along with it the genuine smile on the illusionists face.
Sitting up on his bed, the alarm clock's ear splitting sound ignored, Sawada Tsunayoshi wondered what that was all about.
"Oh? Finally awake huh, Dame-Tsuna. You better get ready or you'll be late" the home tutor appeared before him, gun at the ready. Mumbling an agreement, the brunette stood up and rushed to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Staring at himself in the mirror, Sawada Tsunayoshi wondered… 'Why the HELL am I BLUSHING?'