Three weeks. It took three weeks to get the site cleared. Three weeks to settle the plans. Three weeks to rebuild. Three torturous weeks without this place of meetings and refuges. Three weeks since the school burned. Three weeks to get it back.
"And I didn't get to enjoy any of it!" Tsuna cried holding his head.
Gokudera growled in agreement.
"Ma, ma!" Yamamoto stretched his hands high above his head. "I'm glad to be back. Now baseball can start again!"
Tsuna sighed sadly. "Aren't you just the tiniest bit upset that you didn't get to rest?"
"He's too stupid to even know what you mean." Gokudera slung his bag over his shoulder and looked away coolly.
The rain guardian just shrugged and smiled. There was a bunch of noise behind them. Everyone was jumping to the side fearfully.
"What's that?" Tsuna cried.
Yamamoto laughed. "It's just the guard cat, back to check his territory."
The Disciplinary Committee leader skimmed past.
"Yeah." Tsuna said after he had passed. At least one good thing came out of missing all that break time. He was almost thankful Reborn had made them go. Tsuna looked after the cloud guardian and grinned.
He didn't look to either side. Right through the crowds. His new coat fluttered behind him satisfyingly. People jumped so nicely out of the way and he didn't even feel like threatening anyone. The school was back and he had beaten the hell out of that stupid bucking bronco. But the school was back and it felt so much better. The pressure that had been crushing his chest had lifted the moment his foot had planted firmly on the school grounds this morning.
"Kyo-san." His second greeted.
He even did Kusakabe the honor of acknowledging his existence with a nod. What could he say; he was in a good mood. Hibari strode past the Disciplinary Committee room. The sign was charred on the sides but polished until it shone. Everything was back to where it had been and a lot of the smaller pieces were salvaged. The black haired male took the stairs up to the roof memorizing slight differences in his new school.
"Hibari! Hibari!" A small fluff ball landed on his shoulder.
He petted the bird gently and watched as the wind brought his new school a present. The flower drifted so gently. A cherry blossom on the breeze. It floated in an elaborate dance. The small pink flower fluttered past his nose and dropped handsomely to the roof.
"Midoriiiiiiiiiii tanabikuuuuuuuuuu." The little bird started singing.
Hibari knelt down slowly with all the reverence of a preacher. He set his hand delicately next to the flower. Hibird sang. The flower fluttered. Hibari vowed. Swore. Swore to the new school all he had sworn to the old one. A private promise to the building, to the spirit of Namimori, to himself, to her students. The oath sworn, the skylark stood and looked up deciding that the roof looked to be in need of an inaugural nap.
Hibird flew off, disturbing the flower so it fluttered away, passed the window the Tsuna was looking out of. The brown haired boy smiled then tried to figure out where in the world it had come from seeing as it was fall.