Today was the cloud ring battle, but for Mitobe that meant avoid Hibari at all cost. He knew he was just throwing a temper tantrum, but he needed to make a point, he needed to let the Prefect know that he wasn't dependent or as needy as he came off. He needed to make a stand. He stayed at home and Malissa comforted him, which was equivalent to doing even more math and listening to music. Surely the skylark would win the battle effortlessly, it's not like he was needed.
Masato Mitobe was a brat and a spoiled child, he didn't care, he needed to get away for a while. Maybe to blow off some steam, he knew it was only a matter of time until he forgive the Skylark, but there was no reason to rush it. Malissa let him skip school today after seeing him depressed, but it wouldn't matter either way because all he would do is sit in class and drown himself in the coldness of math...Algebra, Geometry, Calculus...Anything to keep him distracted.
"Mitobe, may I come in?"
The sound of Malissa made Mitobe drop his pencil on to the papers and let out an annoyed sigh.
"Sure."
The blonde woman entered the room and smiled sadly, next to the boy was a computer playing soft tunes that she didn't recognize and his computer which he used to look up math books. Malissa walked over and placed a plate with assorted fruits on the desk on an empty section beside him. The Reporter mumbled a small thanks but started to continue with his math.
"You should take a break."
"Don't need to."
"I'm worried about you..."
"You can't keep avoiding things like this..."
"I'm not avoiding anything."
"Is it a girl?"
"Lost a friend, but I'm getting irritated with you bothering me. So please leave me alone for now."
"Darling...Come on now, you can't just-"
"Absolutely not."
"How abo-"
"Refusing, see yourself out."
"I get it...You need time alone."
"Thank you."
"I'll bring you dinner."
Malissa left and closed the door softly, Mitobe leaned back in his chair, maybe he was too harsh, the woman did put up with a lot of his misbehavior. He'll apologize later. Mitobe went back to work, his pencil scribble harshly against the paper, his phone was on silent so it won't be a bother, either way, Mitobe thought he was perfectly fine.
The sky battle was a rare event that Mitobe got to experience, he figured Tsuna could use some moral support and left his house the next day. Reborn told him about the fight, but it was much bigger than he expected. The entire school would be the battle field and all the rings were for take once again, to make it worse, they were poisoned and only achieving both of the half rings would reverse the effect. The spectators were forced into a remote little corner where they will be safe and out of harm's way from the battle.
Tsuna and Xanxus thought like lions over a piece of meat, neither were backing down and it was obvious that they were on equal terms, Xanxus gained the upper hand but Tsuna quickly reacted putting them on the same playing field. The brunet mange to pull off an ingenious move by pulling of the Zero Point Breakthrough. Xanxus' hands were the first thing frozen, a few more hits it traveled to his arm and then it devoured him. The boss of the Varia, Xanxus, the ninth adopted son, was defeated, or so they thought.
Lussuria and Levi appeared to attack Tsuna when he was down, but Mammon interrupted them, it seemed he have gathered all the Vongola rings. He lit them on fire,a furious blaze that burned in his small hands, the mist guardian flew over to his boss and instantly the ice melted destroying Tsuna's hard work. Though it seemed the trio was not alone, since the same blond prince followed out not too soon and slipped the sky ring onto the Ninth's son. A bad mistake, the ring was rejecting him, he doubled over and coughed blood up like vomit. After that, a huge brawl started, but the spectators could not escape the cage they were trapped in, more and more Varia members showed up, which pissed Mitobe off to no end, they were cheating. Childish as it may sound, they were lucky enough to survive this long, but for an ally to come and save them.
A big man with a tall frame with a giant ball and chain attached as a weapon, he had spiky hair and sharp eyes, a man by the name of Lancia. Once the man cleared the smaller preys away, Tsuna's guardians showed up to defend their fallen boss. As it seemed, Tsuna was to be the next successor and this guardian.
Thankfully they all made out of it alive and no one was in life threatening anger, after they had the chance to heal they celebrated at TakeSushi, Mitobe joined them even though he didn't do anything, he just liked free food.
A few weeks after the incident, Reborn was busier then ever, or so Tsuna noticed. The infant have been on the phone and he was talking in Italian, the brunet just thought he was checking up on the Ninth's condition but it wasn't that easy. Reborn have been sending data back and forth on his computer and although though the future Mafia boss was grateful for the reduced beatings, he could not help but feel curious.
Mitobe have been visiting a lot more often after the ring battle, mainly to his hospital room to check on his condition. Yamamoto, Gokudera, Masato and himself have gotten a lot more time together, he haven't talked much about Hibari but Tsuna was not one to pride. Maybe something happened or he lost interest, either way he didn't want to overstep his boundaries.
Mitobe came over one day telling him Reborn sent him a message, the two boys sat in Tsuna's room facing Reborn, the baby seemed quite serious about something but they waited patiently for him to talk.
"Mitobe, are you aware that you're sensitive to illusions?" Reborn started, Tsuna looked over to the boy waiting for an answer. Mitobe wasn't exactly sure how to answer so he shook his head slowly and unsure. The Hitman pulled on is fedora.
"You see things don't you, you see past them. Take the school building for example, you see those crater and holes do you not? You're constantly taking double take every time you walk past it."
"Ah...Maybe a little."
"Hold on a minute Reborn, what are you planning?" Tsuna interrupted. The infant Hitman did not seem to appreciate that and gave him a small glare.
"It's your job to know your subordinate's strong pint useless Tsuna." He replied smoothly, Tsuna shut his mouth after seeing the dangerous glare, Reborn smiled and looked up to Mitobe.
"Do you regret anything right now?"
"Huh? What...I guess, little thing...and such."
Reborn chuckled and grabbed onto Leon who turned himself into a gun, with out warning the infant shot the Reporter, he fell down to the floor roughly, his eyes widened and blank he heard Tsuna screaming his name but it soon fade away. He did have a regret...In his head, one phrase echoed "I should have told Kyoya I was sorry..."
Tsuna ran over to Mitobe checking his pulse but stopped immediately when the Reporter shot out of his clothes leaving him in his underwear, his eyes were fierce and whited out, an indigo like flame flickered on his forehead and the infant Hitman smirked his intuition was correct, Masato Mitobe did have the mist flames after all, this made things much easier. The boy didn't waste anytime and jumped out the window, trying to find the Prefect no doubt.
The Baby followed after Mitobe wanting to see what would happen, Tsuna struggled to follow behind, but he was too slow. Mitobe ran to Namimori, his first instinct was to run to the roof, the Prefect was no where in sight and the Reporter let out an angry shout before dashing down the stairs to the Reception room, he slammed the door opened and screamed "KYOYA! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" The Prefect sat up from his spot on the couch looking at the half naked boy not sure how to react. Not wearing clothes were against school rules, even if today was a weekend, and more importantly he interrupted his nap. The Prefect ran at the boy tonfas in hand readied to strike, Mitobe did not have his switchblade so he was at a disadvantage, but in his dying will form he didn't really care, all he needed to do was get his apology out.
"Hn...Bring it Herbivore."
The two clashed against each other, Mitobe used his bare hands, but he only had about two minutes left.
"KYOYA!YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME!"
"I don't take orders from Herbivores,"
Two hits from the Tonfas.
"I NEED YOU TO-"
He was cut off his a Tonfa to the face.
"HIBARI KYOYA! I AM-"
"Shut up and fight correctly."
Mitobe sent a kick to the Prefect's abdomen.
The Skylark retaliated by delivering an uppercut to Mitobe's face sending him to the floor, but the boy grabbed the Prefect's tie pulling him down his mist flame began to disappear as he made contact with the cold ties knocking the air out of his lungs, it did not also help that the Prefect fell on him adding more weight. The Reporter groaned painfully turning his head to the side, when he opened his eyes the flame was completely gone and he found a pair of tonfa pressing against his neck very dangerously.
"Hibari Kyoya, get the hell off me now." Mitobe growled, yes he was flustered but who wouldn't be if they were half naked? The proximity was far too close for comfort.
"Hn...Why are you here Herbivore?And where are your clothes?"
"Heh...Why should it matter to you? Let me go."
"Don't tell me what to do Stalker Dog."
"I'm not a stalker. Especially not yours."
"Really now?To think you haven't bothered me for a month."
"...Must be bliss right?"
"Get up and get dressed."
The Prefect got up from the floor allowing the boy to breath again. Mitobe sat up and felt his neck, at least it didn't hurt as much, the Prefect walked over to the closet and opened it up, he took a few extra clothing and threw it at he Reporter. Since Hibari gets into fights very often, and most of the time blood are force to be spilled. Although it's never his, it would ruin Namimori's reputation if he was walking around in blood stained clothes.
"Put it on." He ordered plainly. Mitobe didn't bother to complain but slipped on the shirt and pants before putting on the sweater, it was a little to big for him but he found it comfortable.
"Why are you here?"
"Like I would know. Please excuse me then."
"Did I give you permission to leave?"
"Do I need to?"
Mitobe slammed the door behind him and left, he came to apologize but his anger got in the way, when he got out of the building Reborn and Tsuna were waiting for him.
"Masato! Are you okay?!" Tsuna ran over to him checking for any wounds. "Eh? Where did you get clothes?"
"Kyoya gave it to me."
"Hiee! You mean-"
"He's probably just worried about Namimori's reputation."
Tsuna nodded and Reborn jumped onto the Brunet's head with a smile.
"Mitobe, I have confirm that you have Mist flames." The infant informed.
"You sent me to my death for that?"
"It was the only way."
"Reborn...What's the point of this?"
The famous Hitman smiled, "You're sensitive to illusions as it is. Imagine how much more powerful you would be if you learn how to control your illusions."
Mitobe's interest is perked up instantly. "Are you going to teach me?"
"No. I can't, I'm not an illusionist."
"Are you going to get Mukuro to tra-"
"No."
"But he's-"
"He could use you to get to Tsuna, and that is something I can not permit."
"...How about Chrome?"
"Not a good idea, she doesn't seem to know that much yet, besides, we aren't close enough to them to ask for that."
"Then who do you have in mind?"
The infant hummed in amusement, "You're going to Italy to study under the Ninth's Mist guardian Bouche Croquant."
"Italy?"
"Wait a minute Reborn." Tsuna interrupted. "His parents won't let him."
"It'll be disguised as a scholarship." Reborn smiled.
"Oh...I...But it's all the way in Italy..." Mitobe mumbled.
"Then you better wrap everything up and get moving, you have until the end of the month, that's precisely three weeks form today." Once they got to the house, Reborn and Tsuna entered the house, the infant sent Tsuna inside first wanting to talk to the Reporter alone for a bit.
"Reborn...I don't know if I want to go so far..."
"You were upset you couldn't do anything during the ring battle right?"
"...Yes..."
"Then here's your chance to get stronger. You saw what Mukuro can do, imagine what you could do, you'll be weaker than him no doubt, but don't you want to be able to help Tsuna."
"Of course I do...but I have some unfinished conflicts..."
"Then fix it. I suggest you handle things on your hand." The infant pulled a packet out of his jacket and handed it to the boy, Mitobe nervously took it.
"Think about it, you can give it to me anytime during the next three weeks. You should reconsider it, but it's up to you."
"Thank you Reborn...I...I'll think about it."
The Reporter looked at the packet and smiled slightly thinking it over. He said good bye to the tiny Hitman and went home afterward, he was slightly happy, not because of the new or the packet, but the smell coming off of Hibari's clothes, a little scent of musk and wood since it was in the closet for so long. He should have said sorry when he could, but he chickened out, what a waste of an opportunity, he have three weeks left if he decides to go, so he had time.
When he got to Hiroyuki, he removed his shoes and entered the house, the first thing to do was tell Malissa, he already apologize for his behavior and the woman was more than happy to forgive him. Mitobe looked around the house until he found her in the bathroom scrubbing the toilet harshly.
"Hey Malissa, where's dad? I have a packet and I need to talk about it."
Malissa turned back to him and wiped her sweat away and flushed the cleaner down the toilet. "Hm? Oh, he's out right now, he should be coming back any minute now. I sent him to get more eggs. What is the packet about?"
"I got a...scholarship to a school in Italy."
"Italy?"
"Yes."
"How long?"
"I don't know, I'll go read it."
"Okay then~! Dinner will be ready soon."
"Wash your hands."
Mitobe heard the woman laugh loudly before he entered his room, he pulled the tab off and scatter the contents on his futon flipping through the papers carefully trying to answer all the question. He was slightly worried about moving so far away and having to learn a new language, Italian sounded beautiful but it wasn't so easy to adapt to. Although after everything Tsuna have done for him, he felt like he was obligated to do something for the boy, to be useful, to be able to protect him if it was called for.
Mitobe flipped through some pages of a small stabled book and read through the contents. It'll be at least three years before he returns, but if he doesn't go he'll miss an opportunity of a life time, being taught by the Ninth's guardian is a honor and a privilege. He still have to get Yosuke and his mother about it...Either way he knew Asuna would let him if he truly wanted to, good education and what not. The plane tickets were set for the last day of the month and everything have been covered, funds, food, shelter, everything...
Mitobe cleaned everything up and put it back in it's packet, the boy's father came home and the small little family had dinner. It seemed like a good time to bring up the packet. His father was rather surprised by the offer, he didn't think his son would get an opportunity like this considering all he's ever interested in was math, not science, not reading, not language, not social studies. He felt proud of Mitobe which made the boy slightly sad he had to lie about the real reason.
"Sounds like a good opportunity no?" Malissa tuned in.
"Yeah, but it's so far away." His father commented.
"Pleaaaaase dad? Come on...Italy...Scholarship~" Mitobe was practically begging.
After hours and hours of discussion, his father gave up and said yes, because it was free, and who doesn't love free stuff? Malissa was more than happy to say yes, not because she wants the boy out of the house but because it's been a while since she have seen hm so eager for something. All that's left is to convince his mother and Yosuke, because he would like for the older man to participate since he became a very wonderful father figure.
Everything was set in motion, his heart can't barely take the excitement! Just the thoughts of learning illusions made him all tingly.
"Mom please?"
"Well...You see."
"But...I'm begging you!"
"It's too far."
"It's free! It's an amazing learning experience!"
"But Mitobe, I know-"
"MOOOOOOOM I need it. Please? I really NEED it."
"It's Italy, I'm not sure if I'm ready to have you so far away, a different city is okay, but country..."
"I'll call you every day, I swear!"
"We can talk to Yosuke. He'll come over after work okay? He took Misaki to the park today for his lunch break~ So sweet."
"Mom you are fangirling."
"Like you and Mukuro?"
"MOM! I admire him."
"What happen to Hibari?"
"He can go die."
"What, you're still mad?"
"Yes."
His mother let out a laugh and pat him on the head, the two went out for lunch and despite Mitobe's obvious anger with the Prefect he was wearing the same sweater that was given to him. They had burgers and fries, which made Mitobe more than happy since he really loved hamburgers, as they were walking home they linked their arms and made random jokes. Mitobe's step slowed down when he saw Hibari walking towards them, his mother felt the tension and slipped her arm away patting him on the back before leaving first leaving the two in awkward silence.
"Hello Kyoya." Mitobe greeted after a few minutes.
"Herbivore..." A dull reply.
Mitobe sent his gaze to the ground staring his his shoes and fidgeting with the hem. Hibari walked past the boy but didn't let him off so easily, the Prefect grabbed his white collar shirt from underneath and began dragging him away. The Stalker Dog let out long train of insults and cuss, of course since everyone knew the Prefect's reputation they didn't dare to stop him. Once again they were back in the reception room, he threw the smaller boy inside making him fall harshly on the ground before getting up and dusting himself off.
"What's wrong with you?!" Mitobe accused as he fixed his clothes and glasses.
"Why have you been avoiding me Herbivore?"
Mitobe looked at the Prefect and lifted an eyebrow in an annoyed manner. "Oh, I don't know maybe because you said I was annoying and bothersome?"
"What's your point?" By this time, Mitobe moved to the couch and swung his arm over the back looking at the Prefect coolly while crossing his legs.
"My point is Kyoya, words hurt."
"Get over it."
"Get over yourself."
"Herbivore, I dare you one more ti-"
"Like I give a fuck!"
Hibari hit the smaller boy who then held his head in his arms groaning painfully. " And you keep hitting me. Which makes me wonder why we're even...what ever you want to call it, you said we aren't friends, beside, all you do is abuse me and then insult me. So Hibari Kyoya, what do you want from me?!"
That was a good question, what did he want from the smaller boy? Hibari didn't see him as a challenge, he didn't see the smaller boy as threat, and he didn't see him as a friend. Did he want company? Kyoya preferred to be alone, he did not like to be bothered, but this mutt was annoying him. The boy was looking at the ground, a deep frown settled on his face and he was avoiding the Prefect's gaze again. The President sat down next to the boy and tried his best not to hit the boy again, it brought him a small bit of satisfaction to see the boy wearing his sweater, even if it smelled like Vanilla now...
Mitobe didn't bother saying anything else and Hibari wasn't one to talk, but maybe he had over done it with the beatings, after two years, Mitobe might have gotten more injuries than anyone Hibari have ever fought with, mainly because they were added over time, even after two whole years,the boy was still covered in bandages, most of them from himself, others from training, but he knew the mutt put up with his ridiculous behavior but he refuse to admit he was even the slightest bit grateful.
"I'm going to Italy. For at least three years, I would appreciate it if we can resolve this in the next three weeks." Mitobe mutter, quiet enough to be heard between the two of them but not loud enough to fully understand.
"What do you mean mutt?"
"...I'm going to learn how to cast illusions."
Hearing the word made Hibari glare at the boy,he felt him shrink under the intensity of the menacing look. Illusions made him think of Mukuro, Mukuro made him think of losing, losing made him think of humiliation, humiliation made him think of weakness, weakness made him think of the days when he was pick on, and that was never a good thing.
"No."
"What?"
"You're not allow to go."
" I could really use your support in this..."
Hibari looked over to the boy, he haven't move an inch from his position, unless trying to sink into the couch counted. His Stalker Dog was leaving, they weren't friends so why was this complicated.
"Do whatever you want, I don't care."
"I see...I...I'll see myself out." Mitobe stood up from the couch and walked toward the door, the Prefect stared after him and he disappeared. Out of sight. Gone. Just like he'll be in three weeks...He Prefect broke the table in front of him and then sat back down on the couch, the smell of vanilla was still there. He leaned closer to the spot the Stalker Dog sat not too long ago, suddenly the smell of vanilla was comforting. Why haven't that mutt come running back, why haven't he been forgiven yet? Why wasn't he being chased? Was it possible that he got too strong for anyone to even dare reach him? Was it possible that he's too far up at the top that even his loyal mutt gave up on chasing him? Or could it be that the boy pushed the other one away so much that he gave up?
Kyoya leaned his head back and closed his eyes, maybe a nap would help him sort out the situation...
A week later Mitobe found himself at the Sawada's household. Their son allowed him inside and they sat around the table as they always do, the baby was the first to ask him about the situation regarding the trip to Italy. Mitobe smiled and pulled the packet out from his bag giving it to the infant who looked over the contents making sure that all four of the adults signed the documents.
"I'm going Reborn. I'll be going." Mitobe smile, it seemed forced and fake but Reborn let it slide.
"I'll send this over then. You kept the plane tickets right?"
Mitobe nodded. "Great. You should start packing a week prior to your flight."
The infant left the room leaving Tsuna and Mitobe alone together, the brunet gave him a miserable look.
"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked cautiously.
"Yeah~ I'm fine, I'm really fine."
"Is there a reason why you're going?"
"To get stronger."
"...But...that's...Is there a reason why?"
Mitobe smiled, a real smile unlike his fake one from earlier. " I need to get stronger. I need to catch up to someone."
"Masato, you aren't doing this for me are you?"
"No Tsunayoshi, I'm not. Partially, but not all."
The last day. Three hours until Mitobe leaves for Italy. His stuff is packed and the only thing he's taking on the plane is a small backpack which contained his laptop, charger, phone and a few books with a change of clothes just in case. He was bidding a few people goodbye, mainly the ones he know won't come to see him off mainly Hibari Kyoya. He ran into Kusakabe on the way, the older man wished him luck but did not miss his happy smile to see the vice. The Reporter directed himself to the reception room to find the Prefect on the couch, his backpack hung from his shoulder carelessly as he walked in.
"Hello, Kyoya."
A simple greeting from the smaller boy that was ignored by the Prefect.
"I came to say goodbye."
Rejection.
"I just wanted to say...When I come back. Please fight me."
Silence.
"I know you hold back your strikes when you hit me. Next time we meet, please fight me with your full strength. Will you do that for me?"
Ignored.
"It's going to be three years before we meet again. So...Please. Before I go. Will you say my name for me?"
The Prefect turned to the boy, Mitobe flinched under the gaze.
"No."
A sad smile forced itself on the Reporter's face but he looked down to hide it. "I see..." The boy turned to leave but the Prefect managed to mutter something that caught Mitobe's attention.
"Three years. You better be strong enough by then."
There was a tearful farewell was always something he wanted to avoid. Mitobe felt loved though so it was slightly selfish but it was nice to know he was wanted. His mother and brother kept hugging him, Yosuke kept crying, even worst than Malissa, his dad claimed he was okay but he was sending Mitobe emails about articles he should read on the safety of Italy. His friends came to see him off, this list included Nori, who traveled by train to see him off, the twins, Reborn, Ryohei, Kyoko, Haru, Tsuna, Yamamoto, Gokudera, Lampo and I-Pin. It made him very happy to see them coming so far just for him, it would have mean a lot more to see Hibari come, but he knows better that.
He boarded his flight and took a seat, the journey would be tiring and irritating but it would be worth it. Bouche Croquant was going to be his teacher, Reborn sent him small profile on the man, he had dark skin, his hair tied back in small braids and he had a lighter mohawk and a short pony tail that was tied back behind his neck, he also had no eyebrows apparently, he have a thin face and high cheek bones with various ear piercing on both his earlobe.
He was a strict man who seemed to be dedicated to his job, the man was well known for being the most powerful illusionist in the Vongola, apparently he might have not met Mukuro, but Mitobe wanted to meet the man.
He had to stop at another airport to change flight, and after that another before he finally reached Italy, he hopped of the plane nervously since he didn't understand a single word, but he managed to get by since he downloaded a Japanese to Italian language app that translated fairly well. He tightened the grip on his backpack as he entered the lower district of the airport, everything smelled differently, the smell of Italianfood filled the air from the near by the shops located inside the air port.
Mitobe saw a man on the other side of the room with a sign with his name on it, instantly he headed over and greeted the man with a smile. He was about 17 or so it seemed, he had messy short bangs that hung over his eyes and swung to the right, there was one awkward strand sticking up behind his head though, like a small cowlick, his eyes sharp and a bright shade of blue, he had a small beauty mark under his right eye, he wore a necklace around his neck with a ring on it. He was clad in a typical black and white suit, which made Mitobe feel inferior since he only wore a baggy T-shirt and jeans.
"Hey, you must be Masato Mitobe right?" The boy asked him, his voice was light and friendly.
"Yo-You speak Japanese?" Mitobe stuttered relieved.
"Ah...Yeah, along with three others, so four in total, goes with being in the Mafia I guess." He laughed lightheartedly.
"Thank god...What's your name?"
"Leo Ganza, Leo is fine. Follow me, I'm taking you to the car and driving you to head quarter."
"Ah, thank you!"
The boy smiled at Mitobe kindly and took his backpack for him. Italy was foreign to him, but it was an experience he could not help but to experience. The drive was not pleasant he manage to make a new friend, Leo was actually rather awkward and uncertain, he lacked confidence but was over all friendly anyway. Leo worked for the Vongola, his rank was low, he was more of the chore boy, he goes to pick people up, get them coffee, deliver messages and all the stuff a low rank Mafia man was forced to do. Vongola Headquarters was beyond belief, the building itself was work of art, beautiful columns and decoration, fancy doors and extravagant decor. Leo opened the door for him and lead him to his room, he didn't have time to adjust or even get to settle in, he was called to the Ninth's office where he'll be meeting his tutor. Mitobe was visibly shaking but Leo tried to calm him down to the best of his ability. The double doors opened and Mitobe entered the room alone since Leo was suppose to stand outside. Mitobe recognize no one except for the Ninth and the Mist guardian.
"Hello, thank you for having me." The boy bowed to show hid respect. The Ninth smiled gently and told him to get up."
"Welcome. We heard about you from Reborn." The boss said to him.
"Yes sir."
"So Reborn told us you were sensitive to illusion is that correct?"
"Or so I've been told, but I have never cast one."
The old man rubbed his chin thoughtfully and turned to his Mist guardian. "He'll be in your care then." The man nodded silently and agreed.
They sent Leo to give him a tour and he couldn't help but feel a bit o pity for him, he was stuck with all the tedious jobs, Leo was going to be his guide and a bit of a servant or so. It seemed like they'll be spending much of their time together, the boy helped in settle into his room and unpack his clothes and other items. Leo knew a lot about computers, he loved computers and technology he was a total nerd, but in a good way.
His scheduled was given to him and since he had Reborn for a teacher once, he knew what the consequences would be. His training starts at six in the morning precisely, breakfast starts at eight, even more training and then lunch which was usually about one, after that he had a few more training sessions and then the rest of the day off, unless Croquant wants to run more drills. They were going to start with testing just exactly how sensitive he was, after that they will start with actual illusion training with weapon courses in between. It was going to be three long years, but Mitobe needed to be able to handle it if he ever want to stand beside Kyoya. It must be awfully lonely at the top by himself. Mitobe knows he'll never get there, but he really wanted to get closer.
YAY! I finished the Varia Arc! Anyway, I saw a lot of Oc having learn illusions from someone else like another Oc, Mukuro, or Mammon, but never the Ninth's Guardian, so I thought it was clever...for me, but you know... The future Arc starts next, after a few chapters but that depends I guess. Mitobe will be leaving for three years, and Hibari and Mitobe never actually apologized...Fufufu~ Aww, too bad yes? but the Future Arc will have more angst...but it'll get better, I swear it gets better soon~ I hope this chapter was to satisfaction, considering I lost many hours of sleep...If you see mistakes tell me and I will fix them~! YES! WOOT! Anyway~ Thank you for your reviews, the reactions were overwhelming and it made me very happy.
REVIEW TIME~!
Mangalover123blue:Thank you~ I'm glad you like it.
Dood: Hello~! Good to hear from you again! Mukuro can swoon anyone, too bad he shows up later in the chapters...hehe sorry~ I know, Hibari is so... would be best friends with everyone, he's just so loveable. HAHAHA I HAVE PLANNED IS DEATH TO THE LAST DETAIL. I feel sorry for Mitobe if he have to go up with Bel...
Jueassicness: Fufufu~ Hello again~! Haven't heard from you in a while OwO I'm glad you like it, I hope this chapter was to your satisfaction. I wanted Mitobe to be good at something, but just not you know,over powering illusions, but he'll get better~
Xejis: DARLING! HELLO!QAQ Mitobe is such a fanboy...I want him to have an edge, but nothing too powerful C: They're relationship will get better, I swear, after Mitobe dies and...yeah. Hibari will learn, he'll learn, just give it time...time...time. Mitobe is starting to see the light, he needs to stop thinking of Kyoya as this god like figure with these amazing quality, so he's developing too~ Yosuke is such a helpful baby~ He can tell things so easily, he's like "I'm a romantic man!" I like small hints that implies Hibari was paying attention, Hibari being picked on is my head cannon...I'm a bad person... Mukuro is danger...I'm glad you liked it, I really want to read the new chapter of your story, but it's really late, I promise to do it in the morning.
Onepiecefan202:Poor Tsuna...Mitobe is already dying so...Just wait, it'll be fun~ I promise :V
HalyconNight: Good to hear from you! I'm glad you're still here~ O3O Mitobe is very dramatic isn't he? He's so...emotional? yeah, emotional. I think there was a slight moment between the two...maybe? XD I think Mitobe would be like "MUKURO TEACH ME! I LOVE YOU!ASGWRU!" I can't either! hngg~! Mukuro and Mitobe needs to talk...eventually. Ah! I love love triangles, but...I'll feel so bad for Mukuro...I'll just pity him and end up crying and making him fall for someone else to be happy... I think you can always try, practice help and all. Ryohei is awesome, I love him, he's so energetic! Nori is the ultimate fangirl, but only when the time comes. Too bad they're half way across the world...so they can't be locked in a windowless room...They never did get to say sorry~ ;D I'm glad you like it so far. I will continue to drown you in angst.
Pineapple fairy king: They can always get divorce ~ ;)MAMMON IS A MAGIC FLOATING BABY! Have fun trying to find Mitobe then XD
Bored411: Mitobe's flame is officially revealed yay! They still haven't apologized...that will come in time. No worries~ Enjoy the Angst!
PuppetPrince: Is Hibari even able to get jealous? XD
I hope everyone like this chapter, but yes, the future arch will be very fun enjoy ladies and gentlemen, first I will drown you in angst and revive you with fluff~ Mitobe moved away...so sad, and Hibari didn't even say Mitobe's name I'll reveal why later~! O3O Promise!
REVIEWS ARE MOTIVATION! MOTIVATION MEANS QUICKER CHAPTER! I LOVE YOUR REVIEWS LONG AND SHORT EITHER ARE FINE THOUGH LONG ARE NICE. OKAY FAREWELL!