AN: As I said last chapter, blame my grandma. Just to make this clear, 'Butterfly with Invisible Wings' is currently stuck on writer's block. If I ever touch it again, I'm going to delete it, then rewrite it. It's THAT bad.
Note: I actually do not know anything about hacking, judo, or parkour besides what they are. So most of what I say about it are going to be internet information or me just making things up. Maybe, I'll just ditch the details.
Chapter 11: Building Winds
Natsu was having an absolutely fabulous day. His victory over his senior, Mochida, was still fresh in his mind, and he had gone to school with his belly full of his brother and his mother's victory feast and a smiling Tsuna.
Upon arriving, he was greeted with the sight of a black-and-blue Mochida limping around the school, under orders from Hibari to patrol the school, Hibari himself having wandered off to do who knows what. Natsu was laughing the whole time as he wandered up the stairs with his sniggering twin, Mochida's new 'regent' hairdo in his mind.
Upon opening the door, his classmates pretty much swamped him with praises and he had settled at his desk with an infectious grin, prepared for a good, but ordinary day.
At least, until a silver haired human puppy had showed up and started following (Read: stalking) him and swear loyalty to him while calling him 'Juudaime'.
"What?" said Natsu from his seat, staring blankly at Gokudera, having been interrupted from a rather intense argument with one of his basketball team members about what kind of basketball shots were better (Jump shot is best, dammit!),before Gokudera's rather random statement. Next to him, Tsuna perked up from his reviewing of his notes, and was currently sporting a dropped jaw.
Gokudera stood straight as a board in front in him, his head facing the ground in a bow, causing his eyes to be hidden by his bangs. Tension practically oozed from him, causing Natsu's teammate to excuse himself quickly and quietly from the rather awkward situation.
"Juudaime! I have underestimated you! I swear eternal loyalty to you as your suburbanite!" repeated Gokudera, raising his head to reveal green eyes full of devotion and admiration.
Natsu blinked, and then he stared. Did the poor boy eat magic mushrooms are something? Pulling the silver haired boy down to his eye level by the collar of his shirt, Natsu put his hand on Gokudera's forehead, ignoring the boy's stutterings.
His eyebrows furrowing, Natsu turned to Tsuna, "Tsuna~ his temperature is normal, so what's wrong with him?"
"Baka-Nii-san..."sighed Tsuna as he shook his head at his twins lack of manners, before taking his brother by the back of his shirt and dragging him and his new human puppy outside the classroom. Yamamoto, having observed the situation quietly got up from his seat across the classroom, halting his small conversation with one of his friends with a hand, and left after them.
"What's going on, Tsuna?" whispered Yamamoto to Tsuna as he eyed the rather dumbfounded blonde and his cute silverhead companion, who had started a rather confusing, one-sided conversation.
Tsuna shrugged. "That's what we're trying to find out."
"Like I said, I declared loyalty, Juudaime" said Gokudera, as if it explained everything.
"THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE!" yelled Natsu.
"If you actually listened, you would know" said a high-pitched squeaking voice as a large green hammer connected with Natsu's head. Reborn leaped on top of the blonde, settling down easily.
Redirecting his attention, Reborn glanced appraisingly at Gokudera. "Nice to meet you, Smokin'Bomb Hayato. I see you have finished your assessment."
Gokudera nodded respectfully, addressing Reborn's statement, "Not quite, Reborn-san. But almost done, I just have to eliminate a couple things first."
Reborn narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything. Tsuna tensed, and Natsu eyed his twin careful, wondering what his twin was picking up. Yamamoto just blinked, confused and obvious to the tension that was in the air.
"Neh, who are you?" asked Yamamoto curiously to the cursed infant. The twins frozed and turned to face Yamamoto. Their friend was innocent, besides his father's rather bloody teenage puberty stage, and they really didn't want to get their friend in the mafia, and most likely send Yamamoto Tsuyoshi into another massacre/rampage.
That, and they didn't want a serial killer after them, never mind that the serial killer had babysat them when they were young and had fed them sushi just a week ago.
Natsu laughed nervously as Tsuna gave Yamamoto a shaky smiled. "Nothing, Yamamoto" said Tsuna as he distracted the baseball lover, "Reborn's just intro-"
SLAM! A green mallet quickly shut Tsuna up as Reborn smiled innocently, his small hand still connected to the mallet, and introduced himself. "Ciaossu. My name is Reborn, the world's #1 hitman and the baka-twins's new home tutor, assigned to train them to be proper mafia bosses. You look like you have some potential, would you like to join their family?"
"Reborn-san!" yelled Gokudera in protest as the twins showed their own small forms of refusal.
Yamamoto laughed heartily, scratching his head, "Eh? So Tsuna and Natsu are playing a mafia game, huh? Sure, I'll join. My name's Yamamoto Takeshi, by the way"
Reborn smiled, like a predator that just caught it's prey, "Pleasure to meet you, Yamamoto."
Without waiting for a reply, Reborn turned his attention back to Gokudera. "Tsuna. Natsu. I see you've met Hayato already."
Tsuna nodded obediently as Natsu scowled, scuffing his shoe against the floor. Reborn's lips thinned and he said, "As you most likely guessed, Hayato is a mafioso I request to come over to Japan."
Natsu's jaw dropped, having not guessed that all. Reborn made a mental note to get him to work on that. Meanwhile Tsuna tilted his head, his eyes calculating.
"He's a well known and accomplished Mafioso, having earned the name of Smokin'Bomb Hayato for the sheer amount of firepower he stores" continued Reborn, "Based on his assessment, he may or may not become a member of your family, or famiglia in italian."
Gokudera smirked pridefully at the compliments, lighting a cigarette and drawing a smoke with pleasure as his eyes wandered over the new flash of respect in their eyes. His target on the other hand, mumbled something under his breath, his eyes not meeting his.
Only Reborn heard the brief, "Smokin'Bomb" that left the brunette's lips.
"I don't care either way!" declared Natsu, shaking out of his dumbfounded stupor. "Just stop involving our lives with your damn mafia. Bad enough with this mafia boss thing, We don't want anything to do with that nonsense until we actually have to go and become bosses!"
With that, Natsu threw Reborn off his head, who jumped onto Gokudera's head with a frown, and stormed back into the classroom, slamming the door behind him, deafening his twin's concerned yells.
"Ni-san!" yelled Tsuna, running after him. As he passed Gokudera, the silver haired boy suddenly grabbed his hand. Turning around, Tsuna was about to ask him what he wanted but then he felt Gokudera passing him something. Narrowing his eyes, Tsuna yanked his hand back and ran after his twin, leaving Gokudera to watch him with cold eyes. Yamamoto watched quietly, his own gold-brown eyes troubled.
It was lunchtime when Tsuna retrieved the thing that Gokudera gaved him. It was a simple piece of paper, no bigger than the palm of his hand if he unfolded it. Writing in elegant writing was a simple message.
You are a liability to the Tenth. 5:00 today in the school courtyard - Gokudera Hayato.
Tsuna gritted his teeth, leaning against the wall of the roof, hidden in the shadows and out of sight. Raising his head, Tsuna eye's strayed to Natsu who was a couple feet away, talking to one of his teammates, who had ran up the stairs to deliver a message from the captain of Natsu's basketball team. Yamamoto was slipping in comments as he ate his lunch.
It wasn't the first time he had been told to basically get away from his twin. Nor was it the first time he got in trouble for being with him. Natsu was a popular person, being the star of the basketball team, and Tsuna was, well, not very popular.
Tightening his fist, crushing the note in his palm, Tsuna remembered. Compared to his twin, he was weak, clumsy, and just not very good. He had no real talents and people just weren't happy that one of their idols were best friends with such a no good person.
When he was younger he had been bullied behind his brother's back. Nothing really serious, just threatening notes left in his desk, sometimes being cornered in an alley, warnings to get away from his own twin. Then as he grew older, things became harder, the bullies becoming bolder.
He had learned to defend himself then. Some basic parkour to escape and some basic judo to fight back. But then Natsu had started to find out, and it got worst. Natsu got involved, and Tsuna found himself watching Natsu fight his fights for him.
So had put his observation skills to use and started fighting with words. Blackmailing, and selling his service, he dived into the world of social circles. Though it kept him and Natsu safe, it had also earned him names behind his back, a dark reputation, and isolation.
He knew what they said behind his back. Tattletale they said, Snitch. He had little to none real friends, except Natsu and perhaps Yamamoto, who Tsuna could only trust because they had been childhood friends and Natsu had trusted him.
Staring at the crumpled note in his hand, Tsuna mused that it had been such a long time since he had to use his fists to fight, instead of his words, to stay by Natsu's side. Lifting his head, Tsuna destroyed the scowl that had risen upon his lips and instead donned a smile.
"Natsu, I'm going to ask Fujimori-sensei something okay, be right back!" he heard himself yell as he ran to the door, determination and a protectiveness honed from years of watching Natsu getting hurt for his sake pushing him to do what he needed to do.
"Eh?" Natsu turned his head to face him, completely ignoring his teammate, who scowled at Tsuna, "Do you want me to come with you?"
"No need, Ni-san" he said, opening the door. Natsu frowned, unconvinced, and was about to stand up to follow when Yamamoto interfered.
"Come on Natsu, It's not like school is dangerous. We got Hibari around here right?" laughed Yamamoto, sending a wink at Tsuna. Tsuna's smile twitched, Yamamoto knew more than he showed or said. It was that kind of unreadable face that Tsuna respected.
Pacified, Natsu reluctantly said, "Fine. Be careful though, Tsuna."
"Sure" he yelled, as ran inside and down the stairs and stopped on the 2nd Floor. Fujimori-sensei's room was on the 3rd, but that wasn't his real goal anyway. Slowing to a stop, Tsuna speed walked to the room he wanted, E9, also known as the computer room.
Walking in, Tsuna found the room practically empty except for two students. Choosing a computer in the back, completely out of view, Tsuna sat down at turned on the only available internet server, Safari.
Quickly searching something, Tsuna clicked on the official website of the nation police before opening up Namimori Middle School's website. Cracking his knuckles, Tsuna got ready to do the thing he did best, get information.
It's going to be okay he told himself mentally No new kid, mafioso or not, is going to tear me from my brother's side.
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