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"Talking"

'Thought'

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Chapter 3

Everything hurt.

That was the first thing he realized upon coming out of the dark obliviousness. His whole body ached. It was like he had been run over by a truck, then the truck came back to run him over two more times just because it hated him. There was a dull ache in his head that told him a headache was coming on. Oh, great.

Everything was blurry.

That was the second thing he realized. He faintly traced a few outlines of people around him, but, for the life of him, he couldn't make out their faces.

What had happened?

He remembered resting on the roof after feeling stressed from the two Vongola members showing up when the two members showed up on the roof. Gokudera then challenged him to a fight because of something about the tenth of something. They were fighting when something went wrong, and he was pretty sure that it was his fault somehow.

"–wada?...Sawada– …– …–okay?"

A low groan escaped Tsuna when he caught tidbits of a person talking to him. He had no idea of who was talking, though the voice did sound familiar to him. It sounded friendly and warm as if it was there to protect and help him. Who was it?

"Tenth?"

Another familiar voice called, but who was 'Tenth'? Gokudera was shouting something about it earlier. Was he this 'Tenth'?

"Tenth! Are you awake?"

Argh, it didn't matter right now. All he knew was that this voice was much louder than the last and was causing his headache to get worse. But that didn't mean he hated the voice. It sounded like a loyal and friendly voice as well.

"Snap out of it, Dame-Tsuna."

Tsuna jerked violently at the third voice. His intuition was going wild now. He needed to escape from that voice. That voice actually sounded disturbing and caused a shiver to run up his spine. Was it evil or not? He wasn't sure, but he didn't want to find out.

"Oi! Sawada, you've got to stay still. Thrashing about will cause the gauze to come off and you'll start bleeding again."

Two hands gently gripped his shoulders and pushed him back into the soft bed. It was heaven when his head landed in a fluffy pillow. Putting his head down when he had a headache was always heaven to him. It caused the headache to ache more when he tried to hold his head up because he was using more energy that way. It just caused him to become weaker.

"Do you want some water, Tenth?" The second voice asked.

Still not too sure of what was going on, Tsuna nodded his head against the pillow. He truly hoped that he was right in assuming that he was the Tenth, which at this moment, he hoped he was. He could really use a drink for his dry throat.

There was a clinking sound that was followed by the sound of pouring water. While this happened, Tsuna started to rub his eyes to get the blurriness to go away. He was tired of not being able to see what was going on.

With clear eyes, Tsuna found himself lying in his bed in his room. Reborn was leaning against the wall while Yamamoto and Gokudera stood over him. He struggled to sit up. He had to find out why they were here. Never before has he allowed anyone in his room. His room was where he hid a lot of his projects and information. No one was allowed in here because there was always a chance they might accidentally find some.

"Sawada!" Yamamoto said warningly. "Don't ruin all of Dr. Shamal's hard work."

Tsuna froze at the name Shamal. The Trident Shamal was here as well? Why the hell was he here?

"Move, Baseball idiot." Gokudera pushed Yamamoto away from Tsuna, shoved a glass in his hand as he did. Then he sat on the bed to help Tsuna sit up properly by wrapping his arm around the younger boy's shoulders. He gently sat him up so his injuries wouldn't rip open. Once he was up, Gokudera propped the pillow up so Tsuna could lean against it.

Tsuna shot him a grateful look once the boy got off the bed, though he was a little confused. Wasn't Gokudera trying to kill him earlier?

Yamamoto handed the glass of water to his friend with a worried frown.

Tsuna greedily drank the water. It was so smooth and cool against his parched throat. The pain in his throat lessened because of it.

"So," Tsuna started to say, but his throat made it sound like he was croaking. He paused for a moment to clear his throat before continuing. "What happened? Why are you all here? Wasn't Gokudera trying to kill me earlier? Shouldn't we be in a hospital? And Yamamoto, what are you doing here? You weren't even there."

Yamamoto laughed and held his hands up for Tsuna to stop. "Not all at once, Sawada."

"You were protecting Gokudera from the dynamite with your body, but the roof collapsed under you. Gokudera has minor injuries, while yours are semi-minor, though they will not prohibit you from going to school." Reborn explained, causing Tsuna to groan at the last part. He would love any excuse to get out of school.

"We are here to make sure you are okay. You were unconscious for a long while." Gokudera told him worriedly, causing Tsuna to raise a brow at the change of attitude. That is when he noticed the bandage wrapped around his arm and a few on his face. He only had minor injuries?

"I was trying to kill you as a test." Gokudera continued, oblivious to Tsuna's worried eyes scanning his body for more wounds. "But then you saved my life at the risk of your own! It was truly amazing! You really are the Tenth! And I will devote my life to being your right hand man! I am at your service, Tenth!"

Forgetting his examination of the older boy for a moment, Tsuna could only stare at him in confusion. "What? I don't need a right hand man. You don't have to do that, Gokudera-kun!"

Gokudera looked at him with steely eyes that gave no room for argument. "I must, Tenth!"

"It is the law," Reborn commented. "When you defeat someone, they are in your service."

Tsuna sighed in annoyance. What kind of law was that? It was probably best not to argue with it at this moment in time. "Anyway, are you okay, Gokudera?"

"I am honored by your care, Tenth!" Gokudera said with shining eyes. "But I am fine. I am in perfect condition."

"Back to your questions," Yamamoto said cheerfully while Tsuna stared in shock at Gokudera….so devoted and proud….

"We're not in a hospital because Dr. Shamal is here. He only treats women, but he has decided to make an exception for his student and the tenth." Reborn explained.

"Student?" Tsuna said confused.

"Of course. Shamal is my teacher. He is the one who is training me with my dynamite!" Gokudera said excitedly, causing Tsuna to pale. A dynamite user trainer? Oh, god, was someone trying to kill him?

The baseball freak chuckled. "I think Reborn-san doesn't trust the hospital with you. When I heard explosions, I came rushing to the roof to see what had happened. It was a surprise to see you and Gokudera in the rubble and covered in blood. Without a moment to waste, Reborn took you and I took Gokudera. We brought you to the infirmary where we met Dr. Shamal. After he did all he could and Gokudera woke up, we brought you home because Dr. Shamal did not believe you would be waking up anytime soon. He did suggest taking you to a hospital at one point when he was arguing that he doesn't treat men. That is when Reborn-san and him got into an argument. Either Reborn-san hates hospitals, or there is something about you that causes him to be protective and not trust the hospitals."

"Oh, thanks," Tsuna replied with a frown. Reborn not trusting the hospitals with him? Just what the hell was going on? "But you did not have to wait for me to wake up."

Gokudera shook his head with a fond and loyal smile. "It was not a problem, Tenth. It is my job as a right hand man to take care of my boss."

"Boss?" Yamamoto asked confused, eyes moving between Gokudera, Tsuna and Reborn.

"What is going on? Why do you call me Tenth?" Tsuna asked, equally confused.

Reborn pushed off the wall and approached the bed, stopping just at the end of it. "That is because you are to be the tenth boss of the Vongola Famiglia."

Tenth Boss of the Vongola Famiglia?

Tsuna looked blankly at Reborn and a smiling Gokudera as those words kept replaying over and over again in his mind. He was supposed to be the future boss of the biggest and most well-known Mafia Famiglia in the world? This couldn't be true! There was no way in hell that he was related to the Ninth! Only blood relatives could be successors. His dad may be a Mafioso, but there was no way this was possible!

"What…." Tsuna paused with wide eyes. He briefly looked at the curious and confused Yamamoto before looking back to the smirking Reborn. How dare he look amused about this? That…..bastard! "WHAT THE HELL? There is absolutely no possible way that is true! I'm not related to him! I am simply Tsunayoshi Sawada, not a boss!"

Yamamoto laughed. "A boss? That's cool! I can see Sawada as one!"

Tsuna's eyes twitched. "This is not a joke, Yamamoto-kun! This is serious!"

"Calm down, Sawada!" Yamamoto gave the younger boy a calm smile and pushed his shoulders back into his pillow. "Getting all worked up will agitate you wounds."

Tsuna looked at him blankly. How could he not get worked up over this? He was Erebus, damn it! It was his job to solve conflicts in the Mafia and hack their networks for fun or for work! There was no way in hell he could be a Mafia boss with that background, not that he wanted to be one to begin with. He was happy with the way things were before, besides the No-good act at school that is.

But he couldn't blame Yamamoto for not being serious. After all he did not know what type of boss that he was since he had no idea what Vongola was, most likely. It would be a huge surprise for him if Yamamoto did know that the Vongola was a Mafia Famiglia.

"After seeing your fight with Gokudera, I have deemed you worthy of my training and of being the Tenth," Reborn decided, still wearing that damn cocky smirk.

"Training?" Tsuna asked warily.

"Of course. You can't believe that the Vongola Famiglia would allow you to take over with how you are now. There is much training that needs to be done, not as much as I suspected, but still a lot." Reborn explained, eyes almost glinting with a slight evilness that caused Tsuna to twitch.

Suddenly, forgetting the pain and soreness, Tsuna pushed Yamamoto's hold off of him and waved his hands out in front of him in a motion that said to stop. "Hold on! Stop! Pause! Cease! Halt! Freeze! Who ever said that I want to be a Mafia boss? I am perfectly fine with how things are now. Getting involved with the Mafia now will just cause a lot of problems like assassins coming after me. I do not need that!"

"Mafia?" Yamamoto asked cheerfully, completely oblivious to the seriousness of the situation. "What is that? A game?"

Groaning, Tsuna covered his face with his hands. If he wasn't a guy and was weak, he would be crying by now. Why couldn't his life just be simple? A hitman, a Mafioso, and an oblivious baseball freak all piled into his room. If only he had listened to his intuition earlier today. If only.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The conversation died away as the three teenagers turned to stare at the door, while Reborn continued to look at Tsuna. Twitching slightly at the stare burning into him, Tsuna tried to focus his attention on the door. "Hai?"

"Tsu-kun, it's mama. Can I come in?"

"Hai."

Nana stepped into the room, smiling brightly at the four occupants of the room as she placed the tray she was carrying on the table in the center of the room. "I brought you all some refreshments. I want to thank you all for watching out for my little Tsu-kun and bringing him home so why don't you all stay for dinner? I would love the chance to get to know all of Tsu-kun's friends."

"They're not my fri–" Tsuna started, but was cut off by Reborn, being the sadist that he is, kicking him in the chest, which forced him to lie back down and lose all the air in his lungs. It was a successful way for Reborn to get him to shut up as he was struggling to breath.

"We would love to," Reborn replied charmingly, flashing the Tenth's mother a warm smile, which made Tsuna gag, or would have if he wasn't still struggling to breath and get Reborn's foot off his chest! It was just like his airhead of a mother to ignore the fact that her guest was trying to kill him! "And that way we can discuss arrangements."

"Ar-range-ments?" Tsuna struggled to get out.

"Of course, Tsuna," Nana said cheerfully, clapping her hands together. "I haven't told you yet. Besides being a student-teacher at your school, Reborn will also be living here as your at-home tutor. He really does want to help you get your scores in class up."

With a sudden burst of strength, Tsuna knocked Reborn's foot off him and shot up. "NANI?!"

"He even offered to be your tutor for free as long as we provide him with a place to stay and food." Nana continued, oblivious to her son's mental breakdown.

"Mama! I don't need a tutor, especially not one like him!" Tsuna said as calm as he could, which was actually pretty calm compared to the fear seizing at his heart. The best hitman ever as his home tutor? That was considered suicide for Erebus!

"It's already been decided. Reborn has the guest room across the hall." Nana replied as if she didn't hear any pleas from her son.

Groaning, Tsuna covered his face with his hands once more. Why did this have to happen to him? The notorious hitman in a room across from his? Oh, hell no! He should have transferred to an unknown private school in another country a long time ago, then there would be no way theycould find him.

*K.H.R*

"He just had to show up on the day I have to work." Tsuna grumbled as he locked his bedroom door, turned off the lights, and closed the curtains so the only light in his room was from his laptop.

Sitting on his bed and pulling his laptop onto his lap, Tsuna got to work. Besides his duties as Erebus, he also had a completely fake identity online. This fake identity was used for a job he had working on websites. He had to make ads, post them to various websites, and various other jobs. A simple job and he could do it whenever he wanted or just suddenly stop when he felt like it. It was a good job to get a lot of money, which went into an account that only he had access to.

The money was for anything he needed that a normal kid wouldn't, and shouldn't ask his parents for, and for emergencies. It was impossible to trace the account back to him. He did put a lot of protection on it. He could make withdrawals from it whenever he desired. It was a perfect and easy setup, or it was until a certain hitman invaded his house! It made everything a lot tougher.

Now, he was going to have to work in the dead of night or whenever Reborn wasn't home. Since he didn't have any friends, he could work whenever he wanted, but now he had to be careful and more alert with Reborn around.

If only his intuition worked completely when he was tired like this, he would have realized his mistakes and saved himself from the torture of the next morning.

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