Been awhile I know so here is a new chapter for you I plan on making it longer than usual so there's more here for you to read.
Mukuro wasn't one to be insulted, and these idiots were definitely trying to say he couldn't play the bass. He would show them.
With these thoughts rolling around in his head Mukuro stood paused for a moment as he thought of a song to play that he liked and would also impress the group of idiots in the room. A smirk spread on his lips as the perfect song came into mind.
The rest of the room stood/sat in awed silence as Mukuro played the bass parts to Mudshovel by Staind. He had gone from the cold, and mocking bully they all knew to a completely different person as he played. His whole body was relaxed as his fingers moved along the instrument, the sound of the music so clear it wasn't hard to tell what he was playing. Hibari was slowly growing more and more weary of the pineapple teen. He and Mukuro were never on good terms and the look on Reborn's face was much too pleased with the teen's performance for Hibari's liking. Mukuro brought the song to an end and stood there for a moment. Breathing calmly, his face blank, and body sort of limp looking.
Mukuro picked his head up and looked at everyone in the room with eyes that screamed 'fucking top that'.
Reborn clapped and walked up to the defiant teen holding his hand out to shake.
"Well I think you're the only person all day to actually play music in this house."
Mukuro smirked his signature smirk, making Hibari's fighting instincts kick in just a little. It was so easy to want to fight Mukuro. He was annoying after all.
"Consider yourself part of the band."
Reborn smiled like a snake, sending shivers down Tsuna's spine. That was one scary man indeed. Even if he was on Tsuna's side it always seemed like Reborn would snap and kill him if he did something wrong. Though Tsuna seriously doubted his Godfather would even consider the idea of killing him. Sure they fought all the time but that didn't mean they hated one another. Reborn was like his dad since Imetsu was never around. Tsuna sighed and shook himself out of his mental pity party when the thought of his dad came to mind. Instead he focused back to what Reborn was telling Mukuro.
"I don't think so."
Hibari growled from where he sat at the table. His whole body oozing with anger towards Reborn and Mukuro.
"You don't have a say in this Hibari."
Reborn commented as if he was talking to a slow child and not a violent teen who could, would, and has destroyed Tsuna's house.
"As I was saying."
Reborn turned back to Mukuro who was putting his bass away.
"Thanks but no thanks I can't possibly work with Kyoya over there."
Chrome sighed as she pushed herself off the wall she had been leaning on to stand next to her brother.
"Ni-san."
She said the word in a netural voice but everyone in the room knew to Mukuro it sounded like a whine. His face went from amused to angry.
"No Chrome. I came, I auditioned, and now I'm turning them down. There is no way Hibari Kyoya and I will be able to stay in the same room without one of us instigating a fight."
Hibari made a sound close to snorting. Earning a glared from Mukuro who looked about ready to fight. Chrome nodded sullenly, placing a hand on Mukuro's shoulder and nudging him towards the door.
"Let's go get something to eat. We can call Ken and Chiksa while we're at it. Make them pay or something."
Mukuro did a complete personality flip as he laughed.
"This is why they don't doubt we are related."
He said as they got closer to the door.
"Mukuro."
Hibari called out. His voice laced with authority with an undertone that sounded like a threat.
"You're too good a musician to pass this up."
Mukuro nearly laughed. Reborn looked at him from over his shoulder. His eyes froze whatever action the teen was about to make.
"Also I have too much riding on making this new band. So you will join. Perhaps not today but soon I can promise you that."
Reborn went back to watching Hibari stand up from his seat.
"You're not going anywhere yet Hibari."
The violent teen glared death at the older man and stayed standing. While Reborn was dealing with Hibari Mukuro and Chrome escaped. He resisted grinding his teeth as the bassist escaped. Reborn figured he could use Hibari to get all of Mukuro's personal information from his school records. Weather the singer wanted to or not he would be working with Mukuro. There wasn't going to be a better bassist than what he had just come across.
"Well that's everything but a guitarist."
Reborn spoke out loud. Tsuna was confused for a moment until he remembered Kyoko's brother Ryohei had been a good drummer. He guessed Reborn was already scheming how to get both him and Mukuro to join. On some level he felt sorry for the older teens, but then again with Reborn focusing on them and not him he would get some slack. Or at least a mini break from all of Reborn's torture.
"If it's playing the guitar it has to be Gokudera."
Yamamoto chirped. Gokudera elbowed the baseball player in the stomach. Making Yamamoto bend over a little in more of a reflex then actual pain. Gokudera had been holding back on the hit and he could tell.
Reborn's eyes shined with interest at the obvious display of anger. If he was a good player then the Italian would be a perfect fit for the band. Even with how different all the people Reborn was interested in joining were he knew it would be a good mix. Call it his people intuition kicking in.
"You play the guitar?"
He asked with a raised brow to the silver haired teen. Knowing his temper was bad from just the few encounters they had already had. Making it easy for Reborn to manipulate him.
"No."
The one word was spoken without hesitation, or doubt that it was true, making Reborn wonder if the kid was just a really good liar or seriously couldn't play. Yamamoto shook his head and glanced over to Tsuna with a somewhat pleading face. Tsuna knew what his friend was asking him to do. They both knew Gokudera for some reason listened to Tsuna but he really doubted this was what Gokudera wanted.
Hibari who had been ready to leave just seconds before was suddenly re-intrigued. He enjoyed a good fight and Gokudera when not surprise attacked seemed worthy of his time. That and since he hadn't really planned on getting away from the evil fedora wearing man he had stationed Kusakabe for patrols of Namimori and the school. Meaning he had nothing to do and planned to sleep the rest of the day away just a moment ago when he thought of leaving.
Watching a fight break out that he could join in on seemed like much more fun than sleeping to Hibari.
"Gokudera is pretty amazing at the guitar."
Tsuna said quietly. Not loud as if excited but as if he was talking about his friend being good at math. Gokudera looked to his new found friend in shock and then turned to glare at Yamamoto for starting all of this.
"Why don't you play something then?"
Reborn offered offhandedly to the Italian. Gokudera looked like he wanted to bite someone.
"I can't play."
He gritted out. Reborn leveled him with a cold stare.
"I think you can. So play."
He tossed one of the guitars that were laying around to the silver haired teen who caught it more on instinct then a want to play the instrument.
"I'm really not going to play this."
He argued as he held the guitar away from him. Tsuna knew if he was going to convince Gokudera to paly he would have to do something he really didn't want to. Taking a silent deep breath he let it out in a low huff all at once.
"I can sing along as you play."
He offered up. Gokudera stared at Tsuna wide eyed and shocked.
"B-but I thought you-"
His eyes moved to Reborn then back to Tsuna. The shorter teen gave him a half smile and shrugged.
"I'll be fun. Like when you played it Yamamoto's room."
He grinned then as Yamamoto did the same. Gokudera caved and smiled along with his friends.
"Fine just one song wouldn't kill I guess."
He mumbled it. Looking down so his bangs covered his embarrassed face from view. Gokudera moved around as he plugged the guitar in, and fiddle for a few seconds to tune it. Then just as Mukuro had done he thought about what song to play. Only instead of trying to impress he wanted to make sure what he played Tsuna would know too.
The thought of teen was silently cursing himself. He had never planned on letting Reborn hear him sing. For a moment Tsuna even considered sounding bad on purpose then thought against it as it would make Gokudera look bad too. He shook his head and turned to his friend.
"So what song are we doing?"
He asked in an almost convincing cheerful voice. Gokudera knew why Tsuna was doing this. Yamamoto had gone and opened his big mouth about him being able to play and now Tsuna wanted him to have a chance to show Reborn. The shorter teen was even willing to sing in front of Reborn and Hibari so he would perform. As these thoughts raced through his head he realized he was being a bad friend to Tsuna. Pulling himself together Gokudera put on his best lying face and smiled up at Tsuna.
"It's alright I can handle showing those two I can play. You can go sit down Tsuna."
Tsuna knew his friend wasn't being honest but it was a way of getting out of singing so he smiled apologetically to Gokudera and did as he was told. Taking his seat from before only this time Yamamoto leaned on it next to him now. It felt good to have someone he knew wasn't a threat but friend near him while Reborn and Hibari sat to the opposite side of the baseball player.
By now Gokudera was just stalling. He had a song in mind and took a moment to recall the notes he would need to play and the tuning to set the guitar to for it. He changed the tune on the guitar then stood up. He took a deep breath to calm himself and closed his eyes as his fingers brushed along the strings. Placing his hands and fingers where they needed to be, pick raised at the ready he then opened his eyes. They were serious and the green seemed to shine with something Tsuna thought was confliction. Gokudera wanted to play like usual but he also didn't want to get dragged into the band like Reborn had done, and was planning to do to the others. Mentally shaking the thoughts off Gokudera started to play.
The song he had chosen was Far From Over by Rev Theory. He hummed along to the words that played in his head that went with the song.
Wait
There was a brighter day
Where I could view the world
Without the sorrows that I've known (What if I could feel)
Now it's a different place
Memories fade away
Without a trace
But there's a shadow
A shadow I can't feel
My eyes are closing softly (I never wanted to be)
Inside these walls I fade away (I never wanted to be)
Still holding on 'cause this is
Far from over
I won't say goodnight
My heart's grown colder
Waiting for the sun to rise again
Crawling closer
So save your kiss goodbye
It's far from over
I won't fear anymore
Wait
I know it's not too late
Even though the innocence is scarred
There's still tomorrow (What if I could see)
I could just escape
Close my eyes and dream about
A sentimental vision
A vision I could feel
This time I won't go softly (I never wanted to be)
Refuse to simply fade away (I never wanted to be)
Still holding on 'cause this is
Far from over
I won't say goodnight
My heart's grown colder
Waiting for the sun to rise again
Crawling closer
So save your kiss goodbye
It's far from over
I won't fear anymore
What if I could feel
What if I could see (What if I could see)
Again
It's far from over
And I am crawling closer
Far from over
I won't say goodnight
My heart's grown colder
Waiting for the sun to rise again
Crawling closer
So save your kiss goodbye
It's far from over
I won't fear anymore
Far from over
Far from over (Waiting for the sun)
Far from over
I won't fear anymore
As he brought the song to an end he knew he had played it too well. Reborn might even end up impressed and black mailing him somehow to join his super-secret boy band. Gokudera snickered inwardly at the thought he just had. Of Hibari and Mukuro resembling the Backstreet Boys or something just as ridiculous as them.
"Yes I think you'll do just fine in the band."
Reborn commented from his seat. Hibari turned his head to stare off into space. He wasn't willing to admit the foreigner had talent. They had gone through countless guitarist that day and none of them had sounded anything close to as good as the Italian. It made him angry that he would be dealing with people he didn't like on a daily basis of not only Mukuro but Gokudera Hayato as well. This was turning from just a bad dream to a full blown nightmare at this point.
This was the thought that broke Hibari's reserve of tolerance. It was now shattered into a million pieces as he got to his feet and pulled out his tonfas.
Oh yes there would be blood now.
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