It has been a very uneventful summer after the wedding, school already started and Mitobe was back to being bored...The twins came back and showered him with their stories and pictures, they got him a few gifts, his favorite was a Matryoshka doll. The News Paper club gotten three new members, Daichi was the new President, in total there were six members, four boys and two girls. Yosuke and Mitobe are getting along better, the older man no longer flinch when Mitobe walks in a room and they were more like friends than possible father and son, but Asuna appreciated it, it meant they were on equal term. Being in a new year left Mitobe in some advance classes, and so that means more work. His arm is fully healed now...but how did it get broken in the first place is the question, well you see. After the Prefect woke up and found himself on Mitobe's shoulder and the smaller boy was resting his cheek on his head, he kicked the Reporter off the bench and that resulted...in his injury.
Mitobe was pretty pissed off about it, sadly, his anger only lasted for about a week before he came running back to the Prefect as his nickname suggested. Seven days as all it took for Mitobe to accept the fact that the Skylark was not going to apologize and move on, his dad was furious but knew better than to pick a fight with the Prefect, his son didn't go against it knowing the full extent of wrath the blue-eyed boy can emit.
The school year haven't been eventful, same news story as ever and Mitobe's contribution was dropping more than it did last year, he honestly did grow uninterested of the club, they had enough members so he could leave but knowing the twins would be displeased he stayed. Those two changed a lot over the summer, probably since they went to Europe, they seemed more mature, mentally and physically. Daichi and Daiki were taller and tanner, their hair gotten darker as well, the strands were neatly pressed on their head but their bangs were on the opposite side of each other, Daichi to the right and Daiki to the left. While they were still loud and clingy, they stepped up to the plate when ever trouble seem to arrive. Daiki became class president after a long and gruesome election, but being in the News Paper Club did help with his popularity the three boys were cool and their names ranked quickly through out the school, Daichi was known as President of the Newspaper club, Daiki was Class President, Mitobe didn't have a name. In the school he only ever got close to Nori and the twins his many indicated didn't know anything about him other than the fact that he like anime and he preferred to be call Masato. Despite not having a cool nickname, he was happy people didn't know about his embarrassing one, Stalker Dog.
When school was over Mitobe made his way out of the classroom careful not to be trample by the other students, who...were still much...much taller than he. He finally became a second year, and upperclassman, a SENPAI. He have been waiting a year for this moment, the moment when someone confess to him, and he can go... "Senpai doesn't notice you."
But he's not that cool.
When he got to the gate he received a text message from a certain baseball player asking him if he wanted to go to the shopping district with Tsuna and the others, apparently Kyoko, and some more kids are coming along. Seemed like fun, the Reporter could not see why he would deny the offer. He replied quickly as he made his way to the train station and headed over to Namimori, his dad and Malissa have grown use to his disappearance and didn't bother t ask him since it became a ritual after school, though they were tempted to be more careful after seeing his broken arm.
A smile greeted him as he met up with his old schoolmates, there was a child he did not recall meeting, he had brown hair and big brown eyes with a scarf decorating his neck. He learned that his name was Futa, and he was also a part of the mafia, seemed a little young but Lambo, I-pin and Reborn were much younger. Even though Reborn had a curse, must be a pain to the powerful Hitman being trapped in the body of an infant. Mitobe could not even begin on how irritated and frustrating that must be for the Hitman.
The little meeting was quite peaceful, except when they lost Lampo only to find him in a pet shop window eating what seem to be a dog biscuit...Gokudera was complaining about it being too many people but they knew he didn't mean it, Yamamoto just laughed it off as always. There was good chemistry between the two, Gokudera was harsh and explosive, but Yamamoto's laid back nature and hospitable personality usual kept the silver hair bomber in line and somewhat stable. It was good to hang out with his friends again, outside of training of course, Kyoko was polite as always taking care of the kids naturally, she reminded Mitobe of Tsuna's mother, a study showed that children are most likely to be attract to people who resemble their parents personality wise, Kyoko...well she's kind of like Tsuna's mother, kind sweet, but ditzy.
As they sat around a table and rested their tired feet sipping on their drinks, a loud explosion blew up the building in front of them, naturally all the people evacuated the area but the Namimori students stayed curious of the developments. Mitobe blinked and rubbed his eyes feeling some dirt got in them, once the debris settles down he rushed over with Gokudera and Yamamoto to Tsuna and the strange boy who fell on him. He had brown hair with long bangs that rested on top of his nose and stunning blue eyes. Even more interesting, he had a dying will flame on his 's not like Mitobe haven't seen a dying will flame before, Reborn explained it naturally and he did see Tsuna...in his underwear...a few...couple... many times, he saw Tsuna in his underwear many times. The only difference was his was a tranquil blue and it was split into three parts as the base left his head, the flame flickered as he moved his head to look at his surroundings.
"Oi, Tsunayoshi, what's going on?" Mitobe asked confused, were they being targeted?
"What's this? Outsiders parading around. I'll slice up any trash who gets in the way!"
At the mysterious voice the boys turned toward it, a man in black leather clothing with the most beautiful white hair flowing behind him glaring at the middle school students threateningly, even more horrifying was the large sword attached to his hand.
"What's going on?" Tsuna asked recovering from his momentary shock.
The white hair man swung his sword and the ground below them were cut, destroying not only the peaceful air a while ago but also the ground of neatly placed bricks, the civilians around ran for cover. Their small little group stood close together in a cluster, Mitobe will admit, he was frightened, the way he destroyed the area so effortlessly mean the had to be strong, not even he ever seen Kyoya done that, it was truly a terrifying experience he'll be lucky if he gets out alive.
"VOIII! I'll slice any trash that gets in the way!" The white hair man repeated, he had an air around him, other than plain frightening it was dangerous and violent, his voice loud and raspy and his physic tall and sturdy.
"HIIIEE~! What's with that person! He's serious trouble!" Tsuna voiced his thoughts.
Kyoko was just as confused as everyone else if not more, these weren't normal events for, noticing her distress Reborn turned to her and calmly advice her to take the children and get them to safety. She looked over to her friends nervously before nodding and taking Futa, Lambo, and I-pin far away as she can from the attacker. She hands were shaking from fear but for the sake of the kids she put on a smile and tried to cause too much panic with in them.
"My apologies Lord Sawada." The classy boy said as he turn to Tsuna, the shorter boy in a complicated miss replied nervously with a "Hiieee?!"
"I've been followed..." The boy replied.
"Ahh! That thing on your head is..."
"I just met thee yet I've already dragged thee into such a dangerous situation..."
"U-um...Who are you?"
Before Tsuna could even get in another question, the boy with the blue dying will dragged Tsuna away running frantically. The forgotten three ran after their friend, Mitobe slower than the other two.
"What is it?!" The brunet questioned as he clumsily stumble over his feet trying not to trip.
"Let's find a safe place! I would like to tell thee something!"
Their rescuer continue to pull the chestnut hair boy away from the scene, but before he could get any further, the mysterious man from before jumped down from no where, cracking the bricks below his feet and stopped the foreign boy in his path.
"Let's quit this game of tag." He commanded threateningly giving a wide grin.
Mitobe couldn't keep his eyes off the man, his hair was distracting as it is,contradicting with his black clothing, but it was the fear of not being prepare if he was attacked. The boy who came out of the explosion looked like he was already about to faint and drop, his jean was ripped in some places, his classy blazer dusted with common dirt, and white undershirt stained with hint of blood, above all he was battered, cuts and bruises covered his skin and he looked like he haven't sleep in quite sometime, truthfully, Mitobe didn't know how much longer that boy could last.
"EEEKK! He's here!" Tsuna screamed loudly in distress.
"And who are these guys?" The man's voice held pride, confidence and it was arrogant, almost teasing his victims before he deliver the finishing blow, and Mitobe couldn't stop his hand from shaking.
"Damn it..." The Reporter thought as he closed his hands into a fist before releasing them, they were still trembling. How pathetic...
"Let's get you to spill everything shall we?!" Their attacker asked rhetorically.
The long hair assassin charged at the battered boy, but he pulled out what seemed to be a boomerang and got in front of Tsuna prepared to defend himself as well as the less experienced boy, only to be shoved to the side by the blade as it sliced him deeply in the chest area. He crashed against the shop's window painfully, his blood splattered on the street's floor.
Tsuna looked up nervously, he couldn't move, even with all the events that happened with Mukuro he still was not use to this, and this guy looked much much scarier than the illusionist, even his voice was frightening, while Mukuro held a dark sense and twisted tease to his, this man's was loud, boasting and merciless.
"VVOIII!What's your relation with this kid? Spit it out or I'll slice you!"
Tsuna stuttered unattractively and froze in his spot like a deer in head light unable to answer or run.
Mitobe himself felt his limbs slowly freezing and could not help but acknowledge how weak he was right now. Gokudera ran back to him and gave him a good slap on the back dragging him towards their boss by his wrist
"Snap out of it! The tenth is in trouble Stalker dog!" the silver hair bomber lectured as he threw some bombs to their attacker who skillfully dodged and turned back to them. He found himself being cornered by Gokudera and Yamamoto who found themselves on opposite sides of him, they had their weapons out and ready to fight, Mitobe could easily guess what will happen next, but that did not slop his heart from beating like a snare drum in his chest. The Reporter squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep breath calming himself down and pulled out his switch blade. He remembered his training, it would be a shame for it to go to waste if he didn't show off his skill now.
While Gokudera coolly said " Lay a hand on that person and I won't let you free" Yamamoto followed wonderfully with "Yeah, something like that. I'll be your opponent." His tone drained of all playfulness and cheer. Mitobe didn't know what to say, but his friends were cool as hell right now, but he didn't know what to say and remained silent trying to think of something cool to say. This is when he's suppose to say something cool right?! That's how they do it in manga! It measure how sassy you are!
"Gokudera! Yamamoto! Masato!" Tsuna yelled in relieve.
"DAMN IT TSUNA! I WAS THINKING OF SOMETHING COOL TO SAY!" Mitobe cursed in his head, but it was too late since the dialog have moved on.
"Voii! You think some brats can beat me?! I'll tell you something...If you go against me, you'll die.
Instead of panicking, Gokudera and Yamamoto stood strong, seeing such confidence made Mitobe slightly calmer, this would be the first time he see them fight against an opponent, and this would be the first time he joined them in battle as comrades and partners. That thought made him excited and that feeling pushed away his nervous nerves. They weren't afraid to lay down their lives, so he refuse to fall back behind and let his hard work go to waste and let them do all the work. Sure he was weaker and new to this little Mafia game, but that didn't mean he was going to fall back and stay let them do this alone.
"Right back at you." Gokudera mumbled giving a vicious glare.
"He have a sword...I'll go first." Yamamoto held his sword in front of him, Mitobe already knew his friends were cool, but they're setting the line too high for him to reach, and that's not just because of his height.
From his spot in the shattered glass, the boy with the blue dying will pulled himself up using the wall as support. "Please don't! He isn't a man thou can win against!"
Yamamoto did not heed his warning but got in a battle stance and charged a the attacker with determination. Sword clashed on sword with such a force that Mitobe could feel the wind from it blowing at him violently. Yamamoto refused to back down and personally, Mitobe didn't want to get too close at the moment, it seemed too dangerous and he might lose his nose. Suddenly, another explosion took place and Yamamoto flew out of the smoke landing painfully on the floor wincing.
Mitobe looked to Gokudera for an answer frantically, the bomber's eyes hardened and he replied " Gun powder..."
Mitobe sniffed the air, it smelled like gun powder alright, he pushed up his glasses and looked at the scene, before he could volunteer, Gokudera stood in front of him and pushed him back telling him to stay out of his way.
"You!" He screamed as he gathered his dynamites in his hands and charged into battle.
"You're too slow!" Mitobe didn't even catch it, all he saw was Gokudera looking as wide eyes as he did and his weapon being cut into pieces and the man kick him down. The reporter growled and without allowing himself enough time to think he ran to the white hair assassin with his switchblade in hand and ferociously attacked replying on his instinct alone.
Sword clashed with switchblade and the man laughed. "Voii! How do you expect to fight me with a toothpick like that?!"
Damn bastard! Reborn gave him this!
He didn't respond but hardened his glare from behind his glasses, his opponent pressed his sword harder and Mitobe took the chance to switch the direction of his opponent's sword and directed it toward the ground, he stopped the man from pulling it up by stepping on it with his foot before he could even made a small cut, his enemy brought up his foot and kicked him away harshly. He landed against the floor and looked up in time to see the attacker charged at him with expectation to deliver the final attack but Mitobe managed to roll out of the way on time missing by a hair, quite literally. Mitobe pushed himself up ignoring the bruise that was slowly forming, this man was much stronger than Hibari...Mitobe rushed to the man once more deciding it was best to attack from another angle, but the assassin have learn better not to underestimate his small weapon after the previous encounter. Mitobe didn't have time to respond as he felt himself being thrown forcefully to the ground head first. "Voii! These guys aren't even worth talking about." The long hair man declared disappointed by the lack of competition. "JUST DIE!"
As the swordsman was about to kill Gokudera, the boy boy from earlier rushed in and defended him with his weapon. Mitobe looked up a the scene the best he could, but it appears he was seeing double.
"VOI! You piece of trash, you plan to spill it all now?!" The man interrogated bearing is teeth like a predator.
"I refuse!"
"Then this will be you grave!"
Tsuna backed away from the scene nervously with his usual "Hiieee!"
Very cowardly...
Their savior was thrown back earning another cut on his flesh with the older male standing over him. He tried to stand up despite his serious wounds and ignored the feeling of blood that was seeping from those newly cut wounds.
"VOIII! Did you really think you could defeat me?!" He boasted "YOU CAN DIE!"
As the assassin was about to deliver the final attack, the least expected person came to their rescue, Tsuna. He had a raging look on his face, eyes whited all out and half clothed. His hair was decorated by an orange flame, a beautiful orange flame that reminded Mitobe of all the sunrise and sunsets he and Hibari shared together. And that was the last thing he saw before he passed out, he felt the blood seeping out of his head, suddenly everything seem so faint and blurry, his vision turned black and he close his eyes remembering that flame. A beautiful and calming orange flame.
A painful pounding beat harshly in his head as the Reporter opened his eyes. It took a while for his eyes to adjust to the light, he blinked a few times to get use to it. He scanned his surrounding feeling the pounding worsen and closed his eyes again, he could tell he was in a hospital again, he struggled to sit up and grabbed his head hoping to subside the excruciating pain. His hands rustled on an unfamiliar texture and he recognized it as bandages, his vision was blurry so he pushed up his glasses only to find nothing but he bridge of his nose. They weren't on the nightstand either, and sadly he couldn't see, everything was in fuzz and haze.
He buried his head in his hands hiding from the light before pulling his blanket over his head and curled into a ball again with a painful groan escaping his throat. White hair assassin...Sword...Lost. Depression. Fear. It was like Hibari all over again, only it's missing the pleasant feeling of butterflies that came along with it and instead it was misery and anxiety.
The Reporter heard the door open but did not bother to come out of his cocoon. A slight screeching of the chair on the tile sent a chain of shiver up his spine and he peeked out slowly from the blanket but he couldn't make out the person.
"Masato, u-uumm...Good to see you're up..."
"Tsunayoshi..." The bed ridden boy thought as he verify the small stuttering voice.
"Glasses..." Mitobe mumbled quietly not finding enough strength. Everything he does made the hammering in his skull worsen, even breathing was agonizing and vexatious.
"Ah! So-sorry! They were broken when you got slam into the pavement...Yo-you should rest, the doctor said you took some bad damage to the skull."
That would explain the pain and bandages around his crown.
"Quiet down...You're making my head hurt..."
"S-sorry..."
"What's going on Tsunayoshi...?"
"Hiee?"
"Tch...what's going on? Why were we attacked?"
"I...I'm sorry I got you involved..."
"Shut up or give me an explanation."
Mitobe didn't mean to sound barbaric, but the excruciating pain was not helping, the repeating pounding and irritating light plus irrelevant noise from the screamish boy was not helping. He didn't want to waste energy on small talk right now, not in this condition at least he felt as if all his energy was being sapped away, he was having a difficult time even keeping his eyes open.
"I..." Tsuna was about to mutter an apology but decided that would only irritate the Reporter and went on with his explanation of what happened, or at least what he learned from Reborn. They were attacked because the boy who saved them, Basil, had some ring, well half rings that were known as the Vongola Rings. they defined the next boss and his guardians, but turned out the ones Basil had was fake and Dino gave him the real one later. They were attacked by Superbia Squalo, who was from the mafia, to be exact, the Vongola assignation squad known as the Varia and they were all skilled killers trained in the art and were well respected. And it seems they were the current opponent. How fucking great, how were they suppose to fight them when it took this Squalo less than five minutes to defeat him? The only reason he even manage to get as close as he did was because the white hair man underestimate him and his weapon, he manged to defeat both Gokudera and Yamamoto under a minute, not even for each.
Mitobe often let out a hum to let Tsuna know he was paying attention or a small "continue", but other than that Tsuna did most of the talking. Mitobe sustained more damaged than Yamamoto or Gokudera, he was as the doctor said,lucky, since his skull didn't break, but anymore action for the moment would not be advice so he had to take a break from all of it but should be released shortly after they run more test and give him some more medicine.
The next week was boring for Mitobe, having no visits other than his family and friends, at least the suspected ones. During the ordeal he didn't have his glasses so that only made it so much more unbearable. He could not tell who visited him half the time, Reborn came and filled him in on the situation so far which was more than appreciated since he hated being left out of the loop. All six guardians were chosen by an "unknown" source and each position was given to people that were deemed worthy. Mitobe was not surprised that he wasn't chosen, he was still weak and he will edit that without embarrassment or regret, but that only encouraged him to be stronger and get better so he won't suffer the dam humiliation of loosing again.
His new glasses was more or less the same as his old ones, the framed were identical except it was slimmer and it was more mature rather than big and thick like his old one allowing him to appear adult like. They only had ten days when he finally got out of the hospital, everyone seemed to left for training which left the Reporter alone and by himself, as always school was prosaic and he was asked by the baby to cover the incident that happened at the shopping district, the easiest lie was a gas tank explosion and everyone who was there were either convinced they were delusional or refusing to admit the ordeal happened at all so it played out perfectly. Who can openly admit that they saw middle school students fighting a long white hair man who was capable of slicing he ground open?
Mitobe noticed the recent changes in the past few days, this friends were on edge and they were all too busy to even say hello to him, which was okay by all means, he understood that they might have their own issue when it came to training, but Reborn was away training Tsuna so he didn't have anyone to practice with, even Yamamoto manage to snatch himself a went off to train with Dino, he never really talked to the man, but he heard great things from Tsuna,other than their clumsy nature that were shared, he was strong and powerful. As a boss it made perfect sense that Kyoya would want to fight him, but where did that leave Mitobe? Lonely and passive.
"You okay Mitobe?" Daichi asked as they walked home together, Daiki had things to do as Class President so it was just the two of them.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Are you sure? I'll take you to a hospital again if your head is hurting."
"It's okay, the constant head ache have been reducing."
"...You over work yourself too much. But good job on the story, I can't believe you experienced it first hand."
"Me too, lucky to be alive I guess..."
"...You haven't been to Namimori in a while."
"What of it?"
"Did something happen?"
"No, my friends have been busy with after school activity, so there's nothing to do really."
"Alright, get some rest though."
Mitobe nodded and muttered a small "thank you" before they went separate ways and go back to their house at heir own accord.
The Stalker Dog didn't sleep so well for the last couple of days, he was too busy thinking of ways to improve his craftsmanship, a switchblade is small but still useful, but he need to get stronger and faster, it was not fair to his friends who were out training themselves until they pass out and he just continue with school and acted like his defeat from the swordsman never happened.
Mitobe decided to boost his training, meaning more running...but that's not enough, he's still weak. Muscles training would be useful, he should start trying to lift weight too. The boy pushed himself out of bed and left his room forgetting his homework and headed out.
"Where are you going?" Malissa asked as he walked to the door.
"Gym"
"Why?
"Exercise.."
"You should rest, you're still not fully heal."
"Can't, I'll waste time." He put on his shoes but as he was about to leave the woman pulled him back by his arm, her face which was usually adorn with a kind smile was serious and her green eyes stared at him with all playfulness dismissed.
"I don't know what happened during that time when you were in the hospital, but you've been more distanced and distracted..." Mitobe only pushed up his glasses with his free hand and avoided her gaze. What was he suppose to do? Tell her he was in the mafia?
"If you ever need to talk I'm here..." She gave a small encouraging smile and let him go, the boy muttered a small "thank you" and left, it was very generous of her to offer him such, but as always he did not want to trouble people with his trouble, not ones dangerous as these anyway.
The remaining days were taken up by training, for both Mitobe, the tenth boss of the Vongola and his guardians, after a humiliation like what Yamamoto, Gokudera and he experience, they were not going to deal with that again, and Mitobe loves the feeling of winning. Everyone trained in their own different way, each their own special advantage, and each with their own determination. Mitobe tried different tactics, but it seemed plain brute force was not his specialty, he decided that maybe it was best to stick to his own style, sly and sneaky. Mitobe tried different type of attacking finding the easiest and fluent way of approaching each problem. During one of his experiments, he attempted to cut leaves before they hit the ground, after multiple failure and frustrating manly cries, he managed to do just so. It didn't stop there, he wanted bigger challenges, so he hit a hornet's nest (luckily he wore protective clothing that were advised), his speed was getting better and he can perform difficult task, when he thought he was ready he shed his protective gear and tried it with only his school uniform. The amount of stung decreased over time and Mitobe thought he was doing a marvelous good job alone, unlike the others he had no teacher, but he wasn't a guardian so it wasn't necessary for him to even do this, but it was to him, he didn't want to be a burden to them, he didn't want to be weigh them down he wanted to walk along side them, not behind them looking from the bottom and wanting to be somewhere else.
It was about wanting to be able to take part of something great, and nothing was better than the Vongola.
Name:Tsunayoshi
Subject: Hello
Message:
Masato, can we meet up? I really need to talk to someone right now I don't mean to interrupt, if you're busy then you don't have to come over, or we can just text. I'm sorry to bother you, do you mind listening to me? The Varia are in town we were attacked last night and apparently we have to fight them and I'm really nervous, but I don't know who else to turn to because it seems everyone is working so hard and I don't want to disappoint them...
Mitobe picked up his phone and a chuckle made it's way out of his throat. Tsuna always did ramble.
Name:Masato
Subject: Hello
Message:
I'll be over.
Mitobe got up from his spot and wiped his switchblade on the shirt of his uniform, each step made a crunching sound as he stepped on the carcass of the many dead bug surrounding him. Least to say, his training was successful.
"Th-thanks for meeting me..." Tsuna nervously said as Mitobe walked into his bedroom.
"No problem." Mitobe sat down on the floor and Tsuna took his spot beside him, as usual Mitobe had bandages all over his body, most were for the stings from bees, hornets or wasp, but he had some medications and ointment so it was okay.
"...So...the ring battle is coming up..." He began nervously.
"Ah...You told me you were attacked last night?"
"m-mm...Yes..."
"Who are your guardians?"
"We-well...Yamamoto is the rain guardian, Gokudera is the Storm guardian, Ryohei is the Sun guardian, Lambo is the thunder guardian, Hibari is the cloud guardian...and I don't know who the mist is yet..."
"Lambo is the thunder guardian? He's five!"
"I know...I didn't choose them..."
"And you're the boss right?"
Tsuna remained silent, he must feel bad about dragging his friends in this situation.
"We have to fight for the rings...I don't know what's going to happen..."
"I can't offer you much comfort, that's not my strong point, but if it's any consolation, I'd gladly place down my life for you tenth~"
"Not you too!"
"Hahahaha~!"
"Don't laugh at me! I'm really scared here!"
"I'll come to the battles if that comfort you. I haven't been attacked yet so..."
"I don't want you to get hurt again! You ended up in the hospital last time!"
"Tsuna, have some faith in your friends okay? We're durable and strong, if you keep looking down on us how are we suppose to blossom?"
"I-I'm not looking down on anyone..."
"Just have some faith."
The chestnut hair boy nodded but did not go against Mitobe's words, the Reporter could never know how the smaller boy feel, but he could at least offer some small advice and cover up some of the events before the civilian get suspicious.
For the next few days, Mitobe continue his training by himself, he haven't heard from Tsuna lately but he suppose the boy had his own thing to do. He remembered the first fight was Ryohei versus the member from the Varia, he had a very color hair style, a green Mohawk and bold cut. The fight was intense and the Reporter could feel Ryohei's bright energy as the man fought to win the ring. In the cage, the two boxers fought for their lives, Mitobe rubbed his switchblade praying for the boxer's safety. As the two entered the cage, the lights flashed brightly, blinding everyone but the assassins who expected it, everyone got out sunglasses except for Mitobe since he got a sweet deal at the glasses store and it turned into sunglasses when it reached a certain lighting setting. It was pretty cool, he got a 25% discount.
Their movements were so different, Ryohei's was strong and brutal, it was quick and energetic while Lussuria's was more fluent and elegant, much like dancing and his speed was much faster, plus having those sunglasses gave him the advantage over their boxer who had to rely on instincts alone. Ryohei finally got a hit but he struck the metal knee that belonged to the martial artist and his left arm was bleeding and he learn the white hair boxer scream painfully.
They were not sure how much longer Ryohei could last, even Mitobe knew his limits but it seemed the boxer did not want to back down, maybe it was a manly boxer thing, so he would never understand.
Ryohei unleashed the power in his right hand and punched toward the ceiling screaming "MAXIMUM CANON!" he hit the boxer, but that was no this intention, the white hair boxer killed the lights, crushing them into shinny bits as they fell from the ceiling like freshly fallen snow. He gained back the advantage of sight, Mitobe smiled happily muttering a "thank god" Even though he was not particularly religious.
It was not as cool as it seemed since the white hair boxer used his own body to make salt and as his sweat was evaporated into the hot air, it left bit of salt on his body, using the salt he punched toward the lights and that resulted in them breaking, it wasn't as cool before the explanation by the enemy but Mitobe thought it was just as amazing.
The Varia seemed to be surprise when their sun guardian lost, but not as surprised as Tsuna's group when they ruthlessly shot him down. That was even cruel for killers of their ranks, even if they were the Varia and took on mission that normal humans would die by doing, but to shoot their own comrade because he lost a fight was too much even for Mitobe. They won the first round but not with out sacrificial, Ryohei's body took some heavy damage and he would need medical attention for his arms and some rest, but they were lucky he was alive. But good news only lasted so long, because tomorrow would be Lambo's day to fight, and compare the big scary man that belong to the Varia, Levi-a-than it seemed like it was an unlikely chance, after all Lambo is only five years old and Mitobe was almost sure he didn't know what true blood shed was like, but than again, neither did he.
Hi everyone~! I'm so so sorry that I missed my last two updates, I think...But I flew to Arizona to meet with my aunt for her wedding~! Ahh it was nice, so much food...it was kind of funny since I wrote about the wedding not too long ago. We were there for like four days, but anyway! Seemed like it would be rude for me to write while she was celebrating her love, so I had to post phone it. Sorry if any of you were waiting for this XD
I am so happy to start the Varia Arc, I felt like I rushed in this chapter, but ahh...Yeah~ No Hibari in this one, but you get a broken arm from Hibari, I'm sure Mitobe was more than happy to accept the skylark back, I reread the manga for most of the parts so yeah~ I hope it made sense why Mitobe lasted longer than Squalo, trust me, it's not because he's strong...OwO
Most of the fighting for the other guardians will be shortened I hope you don't mind, but Mitobe isn't going to partake that much in it other than watching so I didn't think it was much of importance. But the when the Mist fight comes up, that'll be a bit longer since Mitobe will have mist flames.
I hope the Varia fit in okay...ssss...anyway~ I thought a lot about what Mitobe should do for his training and slept on it and then that came to mind...I mean, it's hard catching a falling leaf but to cut it before it reach the ground must be even more bothersome, and then the bees, wasp and hornets are to improve his precision and speed. I thought it was clever, I don't know about you though~
And now for reviews~! Ahh I love these QuQ
Bored411: AHH! I'm glad you enjoy it, it makes it just as rewarding to write. I tend to update quickly when I don't have thong to do, so at least one chapter a day or two~ Thank you for your review!
HalcyonNight: I'm glad you like it~~ QwQ Inspirational shipping hm~? I suppose that makes a lot of sense, but Hibari doesn't care for Mitobe at all XD...yet...maybe...I think...That sounds like a cool idea, but since Gokudera kind of have that arrow thing going or him that he inherit from G, it would not have been good for Mitobe, and I have yet to see a character use a switchblade yet and I wanted to be somewhat original. -/- I also can not wait for him to meet Mukuro/Chrome, I'm looking forward to writing it. I'm glad you like the story and as always, thank you for reviewing!
Xejis: Hello darling~! OAO I need to make that happen! They would talk about the crap they have to do to please their crazy...lovers? I suppose you can call it that XD Mitobe's mom is actually my favorite character in here, despite being left and abandoned she didn't get mad at Malissa and acted like an adult and congratulated her on her special day, I see her as a very strong and independent woman~ YESS! Yosuke! I was squealing when I wrote him when he brought Mitobe's mom flowers...He's a romantic. I'm glad you like the dialog since I thought someone might get annoy by them, Hibari needs to man up and take some actions! I hope you like the brief moments of the Varia. C: It's good to hear from you!
Onepiecefan202: Fufufu~ He might~ Or he might not, or Mitobe might leak it all over the internet...Thank you for reviewing!
Pineapple Fairy King:Mitobe is too shy to admit he does but he does~ ;D I kid you not, he's just that pathetic.
Redthorn13: Welcome back~! He got a broken arm for it...So I guess he deserved it? haha~Yes he reads shounen-ai for advice, he's just that sad of a human...and clueless. Mitobe will use his flames soon, a little after the Varia arc or so I plan~ I WILL MEET YOUR EXPECTATION FOR FLUFF.
PuppetPrince: PROGRESS~! He should just make a love potion~ Thank you for your review, I'm sorry I was a little late on my updates lately... QvQ
PCheshire: Welcome~! Yes, he took a picture like the stalker dog he is...I'm glad you like it OvO And yes, he was serious...He did accidentally buy the wrong type and didn't notice it until he got home, at least he can torture Hibari with it right~?
As always~! Thank you for your reviews and a welcome to the new followers! You can talk to me if you have questions! I am more than happy to hear from you guys!
IMPORTANT NOTE!: ANGST COMING UP IN NEW CHAPTERS!