Sometimes, I feel Tsuna's life is the mere depiction of my own existence. Mostly his Dame moments. Do you want proof?
Once, I fell in a bus and ended on a pretty boy's lap. Sounds good? Yeah, his girlfriend wasn't really happy and almost tore my arm out. So Tsuna's fight with Mochida? I feel you, Tsuna. Truly.
But that doesn't matter, here's the new chapter!
[秋] : Fall.
The following day, when Tsuna went to school, he noticed with surprise that his bullies didn't remember what had happened the other day at the abandoned temple and that confirmed the boy's theories.
He had been submitted to a really nasty hallucination caused by all those hits to his head and thus had imagined that really strange meeting with the man in black.
However, he hadn't expected at all this.
"Oi," a deep and threatening voice growled. "I can see that you didn't listen to my piece of advice, No-Good-Tsuna..."
The teenager was startled and he pushed away his chair that made a loud creak when it sled on the floor. He was lucky that he was all alone in that classroom since that sound had been quite loud and disturbing. But it was mostly thanks to his teacher's bad mood caused by a whole night spent watching boxing matches, as she had ordered him to write a text with the theme being winter. And that was, knowing Tsuna's impossibility to write something correctly and without a single mistake, totally impossible in such a short notice.
He widened his eyes in surprise when he heard the low voice and slowly turned his head to look at the man who had talked.
It was evidently Reborn, still wearing black and with a cool-headed face, leaning over the closed door while he pensively rubbed his chin with a hand while the other shook the bundle of sheets. The latter were actually the reason of the man's threats towards the teenager.
"W-w-what?" the boy squeaked nervously as he realized that the sheets in Reborn's hands were the one that he had been written until now.
"I don't like repeating things, No-Good-Tsuna," Reborn whispered while a threatening shadow hid his black eyes. The man shook once again the sheet and raised it to his face before he made a disgusted scowl. "'It very was an cold and a inky darkness, a man was walking into the streat, alonely and silently, and was attacked suddenly by a vampire'," he read with a slight frown. "'It was on that night that Amadeus Mozart became a vampire...'"
A heavy silence followed in the classroom harshly lightened by the neon lights, and Tsuna flinched under the adult's killer glare.
"What is this," Reborn asked in a voice so cold and threatening that the teenager couldn't help himself and whined in terror. The adult shook the incriminated sheet and almost slapped the boy with it as he wasn't really careful about it. However, he ended walking closer to the teen and stopped once his nose was almost glued to the brown haired teenager's. "In two sentences," he hissed in a low voice without even blinking while the boy blushed considerably with their sudden proximity. "You only wrote one correctly... It seems like you were saying the truth yesterday..."
"I-I know," Tsuna blurted out while he shivered like a leaf. "Ku-ku-kurok-kawa-sensei is always telling me that even a monkey could write better than me..."
"And your teacher isn't wrong about that," Reborn muttered. He angrily crumpled the sheet and threw it with disgust at the boy's desk. "But seriously, what was that?! What was this ridiculous story!"
Tsuna curled on his chair and looked down with a pitiful sniff. His eyes glanced at the crumpled sheet laying on his desk, making him think of a cadaver waiting for a scavenger to pick at it. Except that his texts weren't good enough for that, even worms wouldn't want to eat the paper that had been sullied by his writing.
"Kurokowa-sensei likes vampire stories," he whispered as his eyes never left the crumpled sheet. "I thought that she'd like to read a story like that..."
A heavy sigh followed his words and the teenager looked up to notice with surprise that Reborn was sitting on his desk and had took his hat off. The hat was now in his right hand, twirling around the adult's forefinger in an almost bewitching motion.
"Before you even think of your readers," the adult chided him with a harsh tone. "You should first focus on your writing! You're not good enough yet to write stories with your readers in mind."
"But!" Tsuna protested right on the spot while he furrowed his brows and tightened his fists on his black trouser. "I have to write that text, it's my homework! I have to write it!"
"And what do you have to write?" Reborn asked with a slight smirk while a mysterious glint began to shine on his black eyes.
"Something based on winter," the teenager grumbled. He looked down so he didn't have to see the adult's all-knowing eyes.
"Then," the latter softly told him while he looked through the windows at the students in the athletic clubs training in the school, "write about winter."
Tsuna sighed heavily and kept his eyes on his desk. He could feel the familiar sting of tears of self-depreciation and exasperation in his eyes.
"I don't know," he said under his breath.
"You don't know what?" Reborn insisted without stopping looking at the window. His face hadn't changed from his disinterested look and it confirmed Tsuna's suspicions. The man didn't care about him.
"I don't know what to write about winter!" Tsuna exclaimed while he looked up and glared at the adult who was bothering him.
And the chapter ends here. Next one is tomorrow. Once again (don't get too accustomed though)
Anons get their answers too
YUS: Nah, I'm more of a Dame-Ann. But well, it is true that I update frequently.
Great: Well, as you read it in this chapter, it doesn't work when you try to explain that your homework got eaten by a man wearing black that came out a broken mirror. Nice try though Tsuna. PS: He better does it or he dies. As simple as that.
SRB: Thanks! Well, as the original story has only gotten to its half part, I can only assure that their relationship goes from strangers to lovers. With no more than sixty chapters between that. Or was it three... Me? Doing canon Reborn justice? As the French idiom says "quand les poules auront des dents". I'm not the one to look at for IC, believe me. Just kidding, I've been told (by the French readers) that Reborn is frighteningly in character in this story. However, there are some (read as in a lot) that are OOC.
So, before I get back to real life (I wanna cry, why do I have so many assignments), two itty-bitty questions for the readers:
So, what (the hell) is Reborn?
Please, tell me that I'm not the only one with the Dame moments...