Pinkie's Part:
I feel as though some are losing interest in this. I'm sorry. I'll try to make it a little bit more interesting. Here, it's dangerous to be bored, read this! Here's a surprise treat for you guys. Some wanted angry Tsuna, and a special apperance by a cannon character or two.
Also, shoutout to coffee pocky- for keeping me on my toes and suggesting that I reread before posting so I can catch most of my mistakes. Arigatou!
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Enough rambles.
Onward.
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Chapter: Iridescent
A flickering dream swept through the visual lines. Venice was then replaced by Japan and then replaced once more. The constant shift of scenery gave the viewer a sense of whiplash; as they were unaware as to where they should look for confirmation of their location. The dream began to settle, leaving the scene split down the middle. A shivering sunset left the half and half realm in a daze of temporary beauty. A sigh left the slumbering lips, and then the vision shattered.
A shriek jolted a petite, slightly toned male awake. He had sat upright, his wandering hand finsing a foothold in holding onto the edge of the couch he found that he was laying on. He looked around, holding his head as he waited for the sudden movement to settle. He was terribly dizzy. He spun his legs to the edge of the sofa and was about to stand when the door slammed open, and he was barrelled into.
He fell backwards, and he felt the sudden intruder cower underneath his arm. He felt obligated to try and protect the trembling form. He then heard a relatively familiar voice.
"Where are you, you fucking cow! I'll kill you!"
The heavy footsteps stormed passed the room in which Tsuna and his surprised visitor occupied. They heard the footsteps retrace, before pausing in front of the door. The floorboards on the opposite door creaked, and both occupants inside the room could feel the seething anger radiating from the unknown force on the other side.
The form then suddenly clung to the amber eyed male, who in turn put his hand on the messy mop of black hair. He saw parts of a cow print shirt sticking out from underneath a partially buttoned suit jacket. He began to smooth it out, and when the person looked up, he paused. This person was no older than fifteen, and was shaking like a leaf. He mumbled something under his breath as Tsuna zeroed in on his closed eye. Concern flickered across his face, his hand falling just underneath the closed eye, the other, a stunning green stared at him, an eyebrow raised slightly.
"It was an accident.. and I lost it..when I was younger.. in case you were wondering."
Tsune looked away, withdrawing his hand as the boy sat up. He placed himself awkwardly close to the brunette, and then hugged his arm.
"You remind me alot of Reborn-nii... yada yada, who are you?"
Tsuna scoffed, thinking that the introductions were a bit backwards. He smiled warmly at the child, before he spoke.
"You can call me Tsuna. I'm..friends with Reborn." That was alright to say, wasn't it? Friends.. the word made his chest tight, but he fought the feeling, smiling down at the teen who had taken his arm hostage.
"I'm the great Lambo-san. I'll make you one of my subordinates! Feel honoured!"
The boy named Lambo then swung Tsuna's arm, and he laughed nervously.
"Alright... ha ano, Lambo? Where am I?"
The teen stopped and then looked at Tsuna, he placed a finger to his lip before he spoke.
"Ah, you're in the Vongola headquaters. In Reborn-nii's room, ah! Are you Reborn-nii's guest?"
Tsuna cocked his head to the side, and then nodded curtly. The cowchild let go of his arm and in turn began to pull him through the halls by his hand. They were approaching a large pair of doors when the teen paused and then shoved the two of them behind a large statue of a man.
When Tsuna went to protest, the child pulled him down into a croutching position. He placed his hand over the brunette's mouth and pleaded with his eyes. Tsuna watched as both Gokudera and Reborn passed by their hiding place. Tsuna felt a slight urge to run away, and with the following events, he wished he would have.
As soon as Lambo declared that the coast was clear, they emerged, only to be flung back against the wall by sticks of dynamite detonating. Tsuna instinctively shot his arms out and enclosed the younger teen in his arms. He turned, taking the blunt of the blast to his back, he had cried out, though the cries went unheard as multiple sticks ignited. He felt himself slipping out of conciousness as one burst was especially rough. They tumbled, rolled and when they came to a stop, the strings of apologies were flooding from the silver haired assailant's mouth were hushed by a ringing gunshot. Tsuna heard his name, and then he blacked out.
A few moments passed before he stood, his bangs covering his eyes. Reborn made movements to go to his aid, but stopped. The amount of killing intent that leaked from the male's aura was more intense than even his own. He paused in his walking, stopping Gokudera as well. The male tensed when he followed Reborn's gaze. Where was the gentle kindness that usually surrounded this individual?
"He felt so at ease..."
The voice dripped with an absolute animosity. The three people aside from the brunette fliched, though onlly two were visible. The teen in his arms fidgeted, and sensing the discomfort, Tsuna had placed the teen down, and let him scurry away. Surprisingly, the cow clad person ran straight to the one who had dispersed the dynamite in the first instance. Reborn began to stride towards the tense form, when he paused once more.
"Tsuna..?"
"Tsunayoshi.." The form corrected, tilting his face up, hair falling into the sunset hued eyes. The tilt of the head was opposite to where Tsuna would place. Reborn felt his heart drop into his stomach. He should have known.
"Is he... Are you.. alright Tsuna..."
Reborn gestured for Gokudera to leave with Lambo, but both were awe struck at the way Reborn was acting. They stood rooted, much too curious to care for the reprimanding stare they would gain later on. They watched as the head straightened on the one called Tsunayoshi. His stance changed, and Reborn was taken aback as his forehead ignited with brilliant colored orange flames.
"You hurt...him.. I asked you, piccolo uccello colore nero, and you failed." There was a flare of killing intent and Tsuna burst forward in flurry of orange, his fists covered with flames and gloves that materialized out of nowhere. Reborn blocked the attacks easily enough, and as he fought, he tried to place hits to major pressure points. He wanted to immobilize the brunette, instead of harming him in battle. A cetain friend of his would have approved.
"Tsuna, calm yourself.."
"You hurt him... you did nothing! You blew him the hell up, idiota." The snarl that left those lips sent shivers down Reborn's spine. Just what was this thing, this person that lay dormant in his little cub? It had many opportunities to surface during the Spartanesque training sessions, and it chose no-
Lambo had been in danger... and Tsuna had wanted to protect him. The realzations hit, and Reborn went out on a limb. He carefully placed his next words, grabbing a fire engulfed fist. The fire did not burn, and this surprised him- could these be?
"Tsuna! Lambo is fine, you protected him, stop this."
The fire wearing brunette continued to battle, until Reborn got a lucky shot in. A hit directly to the ribs, a sickening sound of flesh hitting flesh bounced off the walls, and a sunset eye closed as Reborn wrapped Tsuna's arms up in one of his own, the other going around the brunette's neck. He jabbed the right spot with two of his fingers, and watched as the form crumble almost instantaneously.
"Sleep, leone, we'll talk later."
"I..will show you... a fuc...lion..."
The form slumped, directly into the cradle of Reborn's arms, and the fires extinguishing. A clap was heard down the corridoor, and the awake spectators as well as Reborn had turned towards the offending sound. One Vongola Nono was approaching, a look of approval on his face.
"I approve, whole heartedly of this candidate, Reborn. Take him to the infirmary... he certainly is as interesting as you said."
Lambo then piped up,
"Yada yada! He's my subordinate!"
He was swiftly clocked on the head by Reborn, and then kicked by Gokudera.
"You're the reason he went nuts in the first place, idiota!" Gokudera seethed, grabbing the teen by the scruff of his collar and pulling him down the hall. The child was kicking and screaming, in a sense of begging, rather comically; for someone to assist him. There was a slam of a door in the far off distance, and the cries were silenced.
Reborn pulled Tsuna up into his arms, bridal style, when he noticed the heat. He peered at Tsuna's back and his stare hardened. There were scorch marks on the brunette's clothes, and slight bleeding was seen through the dress shirt. He growled as he nodded curtly at Nono and sprinted down the hall.
(BreakIt)
Tsuna was riden by the heavy smell of hospital anisthetic. His lids lifted lazily, and he questioned just how many naps he would be taking recently. He remebered losing conciousness when he first saw Gokudera, and then in the hall after meeting an odd cow clad teen with a closed eye. He tried to sit up before he was roughly pushed back down.
His confused eyes scanned the room, and when they settled on Reborn, he relaxed slightly.
"Fancy.. seeing you he-oww!"
He had sat up slowly, and had unknownigly pulled at the irritated skin that was tightly wrapped. He saw just the edges of the bandages wrapped around his bare torso before he looked at Reborn for answers. What he was expecting, he did not get. When he looked at the onyx eyed male once more, he was caged, a gentle hand in his hair and lips smashed against his own. Tsuna gasped at the sudden fiercness, and a warm muscle slid into his mouth. He fought back against it, trying to push the muscle out. In turn, their tongues danced a dangerous tango. Reborn's hand slid from Tsuna's hair and ghosted across his chest. Tsuna arched, and then hissed. Reborn flipped Tsuna and checked his bandages. His lips pressing gently upon the wrapped injuries.
"Leone di idiota."
"I resent that statement... what..what happened to me?" His voice was breathless, and his face was flushed. He had not been expecting a welcome back to the awake world like that. He pressed his fingertips to his lips, and waited for a response. Which, again was not what he was expecting.
"You rescued a cow from a barbeque."
Tsuna snorted, laughing extremely hard, when he then began to cough. Reborn rubbed his back soothingly. Whispering more words of his idiocy. He then explained what had happened, leaving out the arrival of Tsunayoshi- which he presumed was an alternate personality. He had then chastised the amber eyed brunette, before growing quiet. This caused Tsuna to panic. He didn't want the cold, distanced Reborn to resurface, he wanted to be reaqauinted witht he one he knew; the one he had gotten close to.
"Reborn, I-"
"I'm...sorry, Tsuna." The tone was so low that he was sure he hadn't even heard it. He blinked in question, and watched as Reborn turned away, his fedora nearly covering the entirety of his face.
"I do not repeat myself. Tell anyone what I said, and I will maim you."
Tsuna paled, but nodded his acceptance of the terms. He then realized,
"Did you... just kiss me... without trying to teach me something?"
Reborn smirked, before caging the small brunette on the gurney. His arms going to either side of the railings as he leaned.
"I don't know what you're talking about.. I wasn't scared of your condition at all. You must have imagined it."
"Mou...I'm sure.." Tsuna's brow furrowed as he touched his lips. Reborn then grabbed the hand away and placed his lips snuggly against the other's, resulting in a wide eyed response, and an immidiate submissial. Reborn smirked into the kiss before pulling away.
"You've managed something that no one else has.. heal up nicely. I'll be back in three days. If you're not better by then, I will make you better. Capiche?"
Tsuna paled. How did he expect someone to heal entirely in three days? And from what he had been told, he had received second and third degree burns after putting his life on the line for the teen he had just met. If he recalled correctly, his name had been Lambo. Reborn tossled the gravity defying locks before slipping out of the room. Tsuna pouted, wanting to know what Reborn was planning. He smiled against his fingers.
He was so close.. so close to figuring out what the weightless feeling he always had. He smiled, silently thanking his reflection for surfacing. He wasn't a weak little lion anymore, he knew he had strength, even if only for spurts of time. He shrunk down into his blankets. He whispered his confession, unknowing of the blush that graced a certain raven haired, fedora wearing man who was still standing outside the room.
"I think I love you...tengu."
Reborn pulled his fedora over his eyes, and decided he would punish him later for not sensing his presence. But for now, all he could do was smile as he headed towards the main office of Timeto, Vongola Nono.
The conversation, as well as the battle for the throne of Vongola was in three days time, and Reborn would be damned in Tsuna didn't particpate.