Protecting, vice versa
Chapter 8: The Beginning of a Battle
HURROH c: There might be some fighting in here, but unfortunately not between Hicagen and Tsuna. Yet. So, there might be some guardians fighting, and some revealation of the Gole Fenice :) And, this chapter is more serious than the others, I guess... (and shorter. Maybe.)
Enjoy~
DISCLAIMER: Everything except the storyline does not belong to me. Amano Akira owns KHR, so we can't steal it from her and see TYL Tsuna's face :X
"Kiyoshi Ryu."
"Hicagen Tomoquez."
The two mafiasos glared at each other, a deadly aura seemingly surrounding those two. The guardians, knowing that this was the fight of their boss, decided to release their fighting stance, and watch instead.
Lambo, who was sleeping, woke up from his slumber, seemingly sensing the tension in the air.
Hicagen smirked. "As much as I want to start the warr..." he mumbled deadly. Tsuna twitched
Hicagen sighed, and turned around so that his back faced Tsuna. "My boss instructed me not to start a conflict till tomorrow."
Twitch. "So you're going to start a war tomorrow...?" Tsuna raised his head a little, and Hicagen shivered when he saw a sadistic glint in the brunette's eyes.
Hicagen shivered from the brunette's rage, slowly walked away, still trying to keep his cool. When he thought he had reached a distance the Vongola Guardians couldn't reached, he ran. FAST.
Turning back, he called back to the 4 pissed off mafiasos; "Get ready! We'll put up a play for you tomorrow!" Hicagen then laughed heartilly after saying that.
Twitch.
Lambo shivered; the 4 nii-sans were angry. Raging. Their risk was about to activate.
That's when Tsuna's Dying Will Flame got smaller, and smaller till it was completely extinguished.
"Mi-minna-san, we have to calm down!" Tsuna quickly calmed the 3 guardians down. "We are not being attacked today, so..." the brunette's voice trailed off. With this, the guardians immediately put away their weapons. (For Ryohei, calmed his fists.)
"Juudaime..." Gokudera's lips twisted into a frown. "If we don't stop that blonde," he pointed at the sprinting Hicagen, whose blonde hair was literally shining in the current time, evening.
"He will threathen our schoolmates." Yamamoto's brown eyes suddenly swired with dejection. "And reveal our identity."
Ryohei scratched his white hair. "WELL, I DON'T GET IT," his expression turned into a slight frown. "BUT THAT MEANS THAT EVERYONE WILL BE IN EXTREME DANGER RIGHT?"
Tsuna nodded slightly. "As for now," he turned to his guardians. "We better get a good rest and be ready for tomorrow." he started walking down the remainding steps, his guardians silently following.
That day, was one of the most tense moments between the boss and 3 of the guardians from the 10th generation Vongola.
Back at the Sawada Residence, Tsuna had charged straight up to his room, head filled with many thoughts. Reborn had noticed this, but decided that it was best the boss settled it on his own.
The brunette plopped down onto his bed, head whirling from all the information he had recieved.
Attacked at the school tomorrow... Identity of my guardians to be revealed...
The hoodie cum jacket swayed to the rhythm of the wind, the only thing blocking his identity drifting on the clothes stand.
Tsuna grabbed the sleeve of the turquoise jacket. "This is the only thing that's helping me..." he whispered, eyes starting to feel heavy.
The rest of the night, the brunette slept in a deep slumber, in his sleep forgetting his troubles.
Meanwhile...
Chrome grabbed her trident, along with Mukuro.
"Who are you?" the female illusionist's purple eye swirled with anxiety, staring straight into the eyes of the intruder.
Mukuro frowned a little, then stood in front of Chrome.
"Back away, my dear Chrome. I'll take care of this." the male illusionist gripped his trident harder. He owed Chrome too much... to let her get injured again.
The intruder smiled roughly. "Do you two happen to be..." he pointed at the two, rattling in Italian. The two napos stiffened up.
"Girlfriend and boyfriend?"
And cue a rainbow of saliva!
Wiping away the remainding saliva from his mouth, Mukuro's napo hairstyle could be seen twitching a little. "W-what do you mean, girlfriend and boyfriend?" the male illusionist choked.
Chrome was seen blushing furiously, not expecting that to spew out of the intruder's mouth.
"Fine..." the intruder looked away, a little embarresed.
That was what it took.
A moment later, where Mukuro used to be standing was now surrounded by a wind of dust, and a trident was pointed at the neck of the intruder.
"Kufufu...state your purpose for coming to this abandoned place, Kokuyo Land." he mumbled dangerously. Chrome, who was standing, awed at how fast Mukuro could move now.
The intruder slowly relaxed his stance. And chuckled. And baffled out with laughter.
Mukuro frowned a little. "What's so funny?" he peered closer at the intruder.
The next thing the napo knew, he was being threathened by a staff, at his neck.
Spikes suddenly stood up from the side of the staff he was being threathened with. "My intention... is to check out..." he pointed at Chrome, then placed his index finger on the shoulder blade of Mukuro.
"...the two illusionists of the 10th generation of Vongola." he smirked, and pointed the spikes closer to Mukuro's neck.
Chrome's single eye widened. And shook with fear, then her eyebrows furrowed.
The heel of her boots scratched against the ground a little, her teeth gritted in anger, then the intruder was pinned onto the floor.
"Don't you dare hurt Mukuro-sama." one of her boots, which was on the intruder's back, was pushed in by the force of her feet, making the intruder groan a little.
Then came a pedo smile on the intruder's face.
"I can see your pantsu." (Panties. That pedobear.) he suddenly changed his mode of communication to Japanese. Chrome stiffened, then blushed hard. HARD.
The intruder then rushed to the door of the room Mukuro and Chrome were sleeping in. (NO 6996, maybe a brother sister love and such. BUT NO 6996.) "I don't plan on attacking the two of you now." he placed his staff inside his shirt, however he did that. "The two of you were away when our cloud guardian declared it, and thus, besides checking the two of you out," he took out a paper, and smirked.
"I've come to declare war." the intruder threw the paper away. It slowly drifted out of the window, and the two napos eyed it until it couldn't be seen anymore.
The intruder then turned around. "This is all I've come for. Goodbye." He proceeded to walk out of the door.
But, before he could leave, Chrome shouted bravely. "Which guardian are you?" her fists clenched around the trident.
The intruder stopped in his tracks, then turned his head around to see the girl.
"...The Mist guardian of the 9th generation of the Gole Fenice." he whipped his head back. "I like your spirit, girl." he was suddenly surrounded by a cloud of mist.
"I look forward to fighting you two."
The two illusionists were left standing there, mind processing about all that had happened.
The next morning, Tsuna was anxious to the point where he was perspiring furiously while eating breakfast.
Nana, noticing this, turned to the brunette worried. "Ara, Tsu-kun, are you okay?"
Tsuna snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the voice of his kaa-san, and turned to face her and nod. After that, he stared back at his breakfast again, eating like a robot. Nana, knowing that her son had his own problems, decided not to inquire him any further.
Reborn kept eyeing at Tsuna, which the brunette seemed to notice but ignored it. The hitman used one of his hands to pull his fedora slightly down. That other new transfer student, Hicagen Tomoquez, must be the one that is giving Dame-Tsuna so many problems. (Reborn is always observing the class in a trapdoor.) With that, the ex-Sun Arcobaleno turned his gaze to his food, and started eating again.
In his own thoughts, Inner Tsuna was running around like mad. "HIIEEEE! Hicagen is going to start a war!" he screamed internally. "He might injure my classmates! And the identity of my guardians would be revealed!" now Inner Tsuna was pulling his fluffy brown hair from stress.
Outer Tsuna just kept twitching and perspiring, eating his breakfast like a robot.
"Thank you for the food." Tsuna mumbled, placing his plate near the sink, where his mother was washing up the used pots and pans.
Trudging up to his room to grab the hoodie, Tsuna just wanted to groan. Due to the war, many people's lives were taken away, many more endangered, many more injured. Now it was spreading to the middle of Japan, to Namimori. The majority either dead, endangered or injured, could be filled up more with the lives of his schoolmates, friends, relatives and more.
He didn't want it to continue so bad, yet it was still slowly creeping to Namimori.
Grabbing his jacket and slinging it over his body, he kept thinking about the situation in North Japan, and about the situation when it started told by his very own sensei. As he slid the hoodie over his brown hair, he thought about his friends, relatives, schoolmates no matter how much he was teased by them, and his guardians. Taking hold of the strap of his bag, he slung it over his shoulder, and walked out of his room.
"I'm off to school..." Tsuna called from the doorstep of the Sawada Residence.
"Have a nice day!" Nana called cheerfully from the kitchen.
Nice day... This day won't get any nicer than this, the brunette's eyebrows furrowed as he imagined what might happen.
One long day it was going to be.
"Ohayo, Juudaime!" Gokudera was still as cheerful as ever, though he did know what would happen later in the day.
"Yo, Ryu!" Yamamoto called from the back, waving cheerfully.
"Bossu..." Chrome whispered from Tsuna's back when he sat down.
"I'm sure you know what happens today..." Kiyoshi smirked diagonally in front of the brunette.
Tsuna simply rolled his eyes and ignored the smirking blonde.
And the door slammed open.
"GOOD MORNING CLASS!" Shizuka-sensei slammed open the door with a rage face on her.
Silence fills the classroom yet again.
The teacher stares awkwardly at the class.
"Ahahaha..." she laughs nervously, flipping up a clipboard.
As Shizuka-sensei marks the attendance, every single one of the guardians were all either perspiring, shifting nervously or feeling their heart thumping hard in their chest.
Slowly, break time arrives...
On the rooftop, the guardians were silent. With the exception of Hibari and Lambo; they were not present.
"...It's coming soon. I feel. it." Tsuna mumbled nervously.
Gokudera simply ate his bento in silence.
Yamamoto was just laughing hesitantly.
Chrome couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, along with Mukuro, after meeting the Mist Guardian.
Ryohei was silent. Very unusual.
Ding dong... came the bell for the announcement.
Everyone on the rooftop twitched.
"Will these students come to the staff room? Mayumi Ki..." the speaker announced.
Hearing this, the mafiasos relaxed a little.
But then... "ARGH! ARFF! WHO ARE YOU-" Silence.
With this, the 10th generation of Vongola minus two all jumped up from their original sitting position.
"Ah-Ahem. Will the 10th generation of Vongola go to the field?" Then came a slurping sound. "For you know what." and it was cut off.
Tsuna immediately slipped on his mittens, which changed into gloves at first touch due to him being in Hyper Dying Will mode, and he jumped off the safety fence and flew down.
As for the guardians, one way or another, they all managed to be at the field in less than 10 seconds.
Being the first to arrive, Tsuna looked around, then saw a steadily approacing figure, clapping slowly and sacarstically.
"You came fast..." he mumbled, but the brunette could hear it. With that, the other guardians arrived.
"The Gole Fenice offically..." he pointed his index finger at the group.
"...declare war on the Vongola."
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