Hibari arrived at the Sawada residence at 8:05. Never before had he visited a student's house so often. In fact Hibari didn't go to people's house unless he planned to discipline them for something they have done. Instead he was once again forced into this by that obnoxious foreigner. He didn't bother knocking as he opened the door that was left unlocked. When he entered the house his skin instantly began to crawl. Hibari knew the annoying Boxing captain would be there along with Sawada and his current guardian, but he wasn't expecting three extra people to be there as well.
"What is the meaning of this?"
He asked as he closed the door behind himself. Looking directly at the pissed off adult standing in front of the teens already there. Reborn looked to Hibari and smiled like he was about to kill someone.
"An interrogation."
He answered honestly. Hibari instantly raised his weapons and readied himself to attack. Mukuro snorted.
"Yeah I don't think even you could get out of this Kyoya."
Hibari nearly changed his direction of attack to the Namimori student. That was until he looked closer at the four students. Two of which looked like that had seen the bad end of someone's fury. Hayato Gokudera and Mukuro Rokudo looked like Hibari after fighting with Reborn. He put two and two together and figured they had been the ones to attempt an escape when lured into this trap.
Then he spotted Tsunayoshi Sawada standing off to the side almost out of the room.
"Culprit."
The only way to describe the word that came out of Hibari's mouth when Tsuna made brief eye contact was that of a growl. It took every ounce of Tsuna's almost nonexistent courage not to squeal like a girl and hide somewhere.
"Threatening him will earn you twice as much as what they got."
Reborn glared at Hibari as the teen mentally calculated how much pain he could handle in one day. He was already in bad shape from the morning fight and didn't want to lose with all of these Namimori students around. Too many witnesses for a possible failure to occur. Forcing his eyes off of the smaller teen Hibari stayed where he was.
"Now that you're all here I can begin."
The teens in the room went from Hibari at the door, Mukuro standing closer to Hibari in the living room, Gokudera, Yamamoto, and then Ryohei. Tsuna was standing across from them with Reborn.
"As you all know you have in some way or another shown potential for the band I am putting together."
There was a collective tension throughout the room of teens.
"Starting with you Kyoya Hibari."
If looks could kill Reborn would be dead six fold.
"I have already persuaded Hibari here to join."
The word persuade sounded more like a threat than anything else. Hibari threw one of his tonfas at Reborn who caught it instead of dodging and threw it back at him.
"As I was saying."
Reborn threw Hibari a pointed look for interrupting him.
"So Mukuro will I have to persuade you as well?"
Mukuro smiled fearlessly.
"If you plan to persuade me with your fist when we are done I can assure you my answer will still be no."
The older man smiled deviously.
"No I don't plan to fight you."
He reached around for a manila folder and opened it. Reborn pulled a few papers from inside and cleared his throat.
"Mukuro Rokudo. 15 years old, born in Italy, and that was about all the truth I could get on you."
Mukuro's smile faded and his expression darkened. He didn't say anything as he glared at Reborn.
"Your sister Chrome Rokudo, doesn't exist anywhere with any kind of records to show. Meaning her name is probably fake."
"What of it?"
Mukuro finally spoke his voice as dark as his face and just as deadly sounding.
"And if I go far enough back into your history I can see that your parents are fakes, you live alone with three other teens that have no actual records or identities."
The twisted smile on Mukuro's face made Tsuna's stomach turn.
"What do you intend to do with all of this information Mr. Music Man?"
Reborn returned the twisted smile.
"It would be very easy for me to report all of this to the authorities and have them separate all of you minors and put you in foster homes of some kind."
Mukuro looked down right murderous at this point and Hibari couldn't help but want to jump in and start a fight. The tension in the room was getting to him and he was pissed off to begin with so this would just be a lovely excuse to cause some chaos.
"If you're telling me this it means you have no intention of me saying no to you today."
Reborn smirked.
"Smart one."
There was no denying the obvious victory smile on Reborn's face as Mukuro neither denied nor agreed. Then he looked to Gokudera.
"E tu?"
"E nulla è assassin!"
He spat fast in Italian. Mukuro snickered like a child.
"Oh I just thought you would have agreed before I had to announce to the whole room who you really are, Smoking bomb Hayato."
Gokudera looked about ready to destroy both other Italian's and Hibari was mentally hoping he would attack one of them so he could jump in.
"Maledetto bastardo! What gives you the right to say anything? I haven't done anything wrong here you have no proof I'm who you say."
Reborn tilted his head to the side and looked slightly innocent, well about as innocent as Reborn could look.
"Well now I don't have to say anything since your denial says it all."
Ryohei in the back was muttering with his arms crossed and head shaking.
"Deny, deny, deny."
Gokudera shot Ryohei a deadly glare and went back to killing Reborn with his eyes.
"I left that life a long time ago."
Reborn smirked.
"No one leaves the life. Your Mafia born and raised Hayato and no matter where you run to your father will eventually get his hands and you."
With his eyes shadowed by his hat Reborn lowered his voice.
"Do you really think your sister is helping you?"
"Ovviamente non è possibile. Questo è il motivo per cui ho mentito a lei sin dall'inizio."
Reborn looked up into the now sad face of Gokudera as he said the words softly as if he didn't want anyone to know. Then Gokudera looked up and met Reborn's eyes. Something not many people could do without freaking out. But he kept his gaze steady and harsh.
"I might be mob born but I never chose this life, and I left it the second I could. It's almost been five years now and she still has no idea where I really am. He will never know where I really am."
"Ah yes your father. What if I could make sure even if he knew where you were he wouldn't be able to do anything about it?"
Gokudera raised an eyebrow at the question.
"You know who I am. If I tell him I'm teaching you while you play in the band he would have no choice but to let you be. Unless he wanted to go through me."
There was a threatening glint in Reborn's eyes as he said the last part. Gokudera stayed quiet as he thought about it. Reborn didn't miss a beat and turned to Yamamoto next. The teen smiled his usual grin to the man, who returned it was a scheming smile of his own.
"I doubt there's anything like that about me?"
He laughed carelessly. Reborn's smile only grew.
"Only one thing."
Yamamoto looked curious as he hummed in question.
"Yakuza."
The happy smile on Yamamoto's face vanished when Reborn said this. His eyes slits of anger, that moments before had been a light brown were now a wolf golden as he watched the man. His lips a thin line set on his face.
"Ah and this time no words are needed at all. I assume you wouldn't want this to get out so you will be taking some time from baseball to join my band as well, Takeshi Yamamoto."
Yamamoto looked off to the side but nodded once in silent agreement. That was when Ryohei butted in.
"UNDERGROUND FIGHTING! I fight all the time for money to the EXTREME! So I will join this band of yours Reborn!"
"Well that makes this so much easier. I thought I would have to use your sister against you."
Ryohei gave Reborn a thumbs up.
"Kyoko found out where I was getting our money from and told me to get a real job! This pays to the extreme right?"
Reborn nodded then looked to Tsuna.
"And you boy genius you write the songs."
Tsuna was about to refuse when he noticed everyone else in the room watching him. His mouth open in paused protest to Reborn's words.
"Whatever."
He said instead of his built up denial.
"Good."
Reborn clapped his hands together as he stood up straight once more.
"Now band practice is every day after school here. If you miss one practice without telling me before or having a damn good excuse all your secrets get spilled to exactly who your keeping them from. Is this understood?"
No one nodded or said anything but there was no negative response either.
"Alright then. You don't have to leave, but leave me alone I have things to do."
Reborn started to walk up the stairs and paused halfway up.
"Oh and if anything happens to my godson that I didn't have a part in."
His eyes shadowed, and voice low Reborn took another step up the stairs.
"Then your secrets won't be a problem anymore."
The 'cause you'll be dead' part went unsaid but they all still heard it as the man went up the stairs. Once he was gone Hibari threw his tonfa at Tsuna who dodged more out of reflex.
"I'll deal with you later herbivore."
Tsuna swallowed the lump in his throat as the violent teen left. Mukuro glared death at him as he took his leave shortly after. Ryohei grinned and waved.
"See you around Sawada!"
He hollered as he slammed the door. Leaving Tsuna in the living room with his two friends who from the looks of it wanted him about as dead as Mukuro did at that moment.
This should be fun.
He thought to himself as he smiled nervously to the two of them.
End notes. For the Italian part here's how that conversation went.
"And you?"
"And nothing you murderer!"
"Damn bastard-
"Of course not. That's why I lied to her right from the start."
Okay there you go. I hoped the wait was worth it for this one. I'll be working on the next chapter for the next few days and get it out as soon as possible. Enjoy!