Target One: That guy from Italy, part 1
Two years.
That's how long the plot had been delayed for.
It was bad enough that she turned out blind, and now she had to wait longer for the story she has been waiting for to actually begin?
Tsuna didn't like this one bit.
Biting on her pen, one hand traveling over the sheets of paper that lay on the table in front of her. Her eyes directed at nothing, her gaze focused on nothing as she listened to the teachers explanations with what appeared to be great interest.
She had to listen, since her eyes held no function.
When she first came to school, Nana had called the principal informing him about Tsuna's condition, and so, the principal has informed each of the teachers Tsuna have to give her papers with everything they were going to write on the board before the lesson starts, that way she could be at the same level as the others without having to take extra classes.
Speaking of classes.
Tsunako found herself unable to follow Tsunayoshi's Dame nature, and thus, she did her best in her classes despite her handicap. As her reward, she always got top marks on all of her tests.
The language classes are a breeze, she doesn't even need to study since she's already fluent (she remembers the languages from her past life). She's so good at it that even the teachers come to her for translations and pronunciation errors. Much to Tsuna's amusement,
That only proves how behind Japan is in the English language.
She's noticed a few changes in her appearance. Not only from her past life, but also from how Tsunayoshi looked.
Her eyes were just as big as Tsunayoshi in the anime, but they were blue instead of brown, not to mention her missing pupils.
Her auburn hair was thick, wavy and lifted of her head like a tamer version of a mane that reacher her mid-back. She had just allowed it to grow since she didn't care about what she looked like.
She had a petite frame with long arms and legs.
And it's exactly those features that makes her the secret idol of Namimori.
She's called the secret idol because when someone is crushing on her, they all tend to keep their interests to themselves, even among their friends. But they do it in such a lousy way that everyone first out about it anyway. Well, everyone except for the girl in question.
And so. Little Tsuna remained in school without knowing a thing about what the boys around her thought of her.
In other words.
The Namimori angel remained oblivious.
After school, Tsuna had cleaning duty with three other boys.
Three boys that all thought the girl was adorable, not that anyone besides themselves knew that for certain. They were way to busy glancing at her from the corner of their eyes to even realize the others were doing the same.
This could not end well.
Tsuna had just sat down on the ground to scoop up the dust she had gathered up while sweeping the floor.
Just then, a boy carrying a bucket filled with water was walking backwards, talking to his friend while laughing, he didn't even realize that he was walking right into someone.
And that someone was Tsunako.
The water bucket fell straight onto her head, roaking her uniform, leaving the white dress-shirt transparent for the whole world to wee. Well, at least the three boys in the room.
Not that Tsuna knew that, she could only feel the fabric hugging her body and the dampness from the water. And she really didn't like the feeling.
It was starting to become cold.
Upon hearing a loud 'SPLASH' followed by a just as loud "HIEE!", the three boys had all turned around to see the girl completely soaked.
Lucky for her, she was wearing a tank-top under the shirt.
Water dripping down from her bangs, her face flustered from shock, her skin glowing as the light was reflected of the water and her wet clothing clung to her figure.
Needless to say.
The three boys all of the sudden had a hard time breathing.
"I'm so sorry Sawada." the one who dropped the bucket said, still feeling slightly nervous at the sight of the girl.
It's just water." She said, trying to wipe away the water from her eyes. "A little water has never hurt anyone." she moved to twist the water out of her hair. "You just gave me a scare."
She soon came to the conclusion that trying to wipe of something wet with something equally wet is nothing but futile.
She sighed.
She had been so absorbed in trying to dry her hair that she hadn't even heard the footsteps approaching the classroom door. A mistake she would find herself regretting.
The door flew open.
"What the hell is going on he-"
The person standing in the door-frame was none other than their upperclassmen Mochida Kensuke.
Mochida was known among the most wanted girls in school to be the one man they least wanted to be with, Sasagawa Kyoko had approached Tsunako at the beginning of the year and informed her about Mochida, and ever since the girl has done her best to ignore him, to stay away from him.
The reason behind all of this is probably because someone caught him cheating on his girlfriend with Sasagawa Kyoko during the second year in middle school. He lost his chances with any girl ever since. But that doesn't mean he's not going to try and get one.
When Mochida's eyes fell on Tsuna, he froze mid-sentence.
He had heard rumors. Rumors about Sawada blooming out into the perfect, fragile little Lilly that most of the male population in the school wanted for themselves.
He had heard the rumors, but he had never actually seen her.
But now he knew what they meant.
He wanted that Lilly.
Tsuna was walking home, her clothing and hair still a bit damp from the water but at least her skin was dry, and sun was going to have the rest of her dry in a matter of seconds so she didn't allow it to bother her.
She rubbed the back on her neck without thinking.
She could still feel his burning gaze, even though she had left the school grounds over ten minutes ago.
The man scared her, even more now that he had seen her.
With a long sigh escaping her lips, she let her fingers run through her bangs.
Why had she chosen not to become Dame?
At least, if she was Dame, Mochida wouldn't even try to look at her, and then she would have been alone in the classroom to clean up all on her own so she wouldn't have been covered in the water and then Mochida would have never showed up.
So many things would have been better if she had chosen to be Dame.
But one thing held her back from that.
Her fear of bullies.
She stopped dead in her tracks.
Bullies... why did she have to think about that cursed word?
She shook her head.
"Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it..." she chanted to herself, her hands clenching around her bag, her shoulders shaking violently.
"Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it."
She quickened her steps, wanting nothing more than to get away, to get home where she could throw herself on her bed and read up on her manga.
Yes. Manga still worked as a method of blocking everything out, as well as cooking, sowing, drawing, sculpting, writing, dancing, singing...
That's it.
She began walking again, only at a much slower pace, as if walking to an imaginary beat.
She took a deep breath.
Opened her mouth.
And sang the first song that popped into her head. (Songs like this: Carry Underwood)
Wanna find some boy, rip his heart right out
First man I see, gonna take him down
It ain't the Christian thing to do, they say
But someone, somewheres gotta pay
Tsuna had stopped walking for but a second, allowing her voice to draw out that final note on the word before she started singing yet again, only this time with much more spirit, energy and dance.
And if it wasn't for guy's like you
there wouldn't be songs like this
And if you hadn't gone and done me wrong
I wouldn't go of like this
Yeah even I'm surprised
How easy sweet revenge rolls of my lips
And if it wasn't for guy's like you
There wouldn't be songs like this
Tsuna stopped dancing, turning around to walk down the wall she had jumped up on while she had been singing. She now walked calmly while continuing the song, unknowing about the figure that was watching her.
Broke my TV, part of my guitar
After maxing out, my credit cards
You lied much too much, and you lied again
Caught you on the couch with my best friend
She smiled to herself. Her eyes closed as she once again burst into more energetic movements, it was a miracle that she hadn't fallen of the wall yet. The person watching her could only look at her as if he didn't believe what he was seeing. That girl had some balance.
And if it wasn't for guys like you
There wouldn't be songs like this
And if you hadn't gone and done me wrong
I wouldn't go off like this
Yeah, even I'm surprised
How easy sweet revenge rolls off my lips
If it wasn't for guys like you
There wouldn't be
She stopped for but a second before she sang again, only with a different melody.
Songs like this one
That tell the whole world
Just what a jerk you are.
Once again, she held out the last note. Only this time a lot longer and her voice grew stronger and stronger the longer she held it. She was a good singer, anyone could see (well, hear) that.
And if it wasn't for guys like you
There wouldn't be songs like this
And if you hadn't gone and and done me wrong
I wouldn't go off like this
Yeah, even I'm surprised
How easy sweet revenge rolls off my lips
If it wasn't for guys like you
There wouldn't be
No, if it wasn't for guy's like you
There wouldn't be songs like this
As Tsuna rolled out the last note, she made the mistake of misplacing her foot, causing the poor girl to loose her balance, sending her falling of the side of the wall, her back facing the ground
She made a loud shriek of surprise.
The person that had been watching her made a move to catch her.
She spun her head downwards, her torso followed, making her catch herself with her hands on the ground, her legs adjusted after the torso and so Tsunako managed to make a perfect landing with many similarities of the cat. Crouching down on the ground.
The persons eyes widened.
Tsunako on the other hand, looked as if she had no idea about what just happened, and judging from the look she had as she gazed up towards the top of the wall that was about three heard above her, you could clearly tell that she really didn't know. What just happened was strictly reflex. A reflex that the girl didn't know she had.
"What the hell? She muttered to herself before turning back towards the road, wanting nothing more that to get home as soon as possible.
The person who had been watching her on the other hand.
Smirked.
"Interesting..." the figured muttered, the green camelion on his fedora hat nodded in agreement.
"Tadaima!" Tsunako called as she closed the door behind her.
"Okaeri!" Nana called from the kitchens.
Tsunako paused right in the middle of taking of her shoes. Her mother's voice was way to energetic, even for her. Just what the hell is going on here?
"Alright..." Tsuna said as she made her way towards the kitchen door, leaning against the frame, 'looking' at her mother.
She had been able to see the whole house with details and non-blurry lines for quite some time now. Her vision is very similar to the regular vision, only she see the colors clearly, all the different shades and, she can see behind her head as well, it's a perfect 360 radus around her body. None has ever been able to really sneak up on her. She usually acts like it thought.
"Tell me what happened." Tsuna demanded.
Nana visibly tensed.
"What are you talking about Tsuna-chan?" she asked, not looking at her daughter as she continued to chop up the meet.
Tsuna rolled her pupil-less eyes. Stepping inside the room, her steps soundless and light as a feather. She had managed to train herself to walk silently in order to pick up sounds better, and it worked for sneaking up on people herself as well, and right now, she was using that skill to her advantage.
She sneaked up to her mother, now standing right behind the woman.
"Mom..." she said in a low voice.
And all the woman's defenses broke.
"Oh, Tsuna-chan!" the woman squealed, throwing her arms around her daughters neck. "A home-tutor is coming over today."
Tsuna's eyes widened.
"What?!" She yelled.
Two years delayed. Why is it two frickin' years delayed?
"I know that your scores are perfect sweetheart." Nana said, relaxing her arms so that she could look down, into her daughters eyes. "But look at this." she put her hand into her pocket and pulled out a sheet of paper. A sheet of paper that was blank to Tsuna, and therefore, she couldn't react when Nana waved it in front of her face.
"Well..." Tsuna muttered, taking the piece of paper from her mothers hands. "This appears to be a sheet of paper." she gave her mother a pointing look. "But I bet your referring to what's on this sheet of paper."
Nana hit herself in the forehead.
The woman always seem to forget that Tsuna is blind, since the girl seem to have no problem navigating around.
"I'm so sorry Tsuna-chan." Nana said.
"Don't worry about it.." Tsuna said, turning towards the paper and stroke her hand over the text.
There was one line that struck her.
"I shall train your child in more than academics, by the time I am finished with my tutoring, You will find it hard to believe that it really is your child."
Just what was the dude trying to do?
But then again, only Tsuna's mother would actually believe all of this.
Oblivious mother.
Tsuna just shook her head before handing the paper back to her mother.
"Call me don't when he arrives." she said, turning back towards the door. "I'm gonna go change." and with that said, she left her mother in the kitchen.
She had told her mother that she was going to change.
Well she did, but she took a shower before that. Who knew what was in the water that had soaked her? Well it was enough to turn some points of her dress-shirt yellow, and so, she decided to wash the stuff off of her.
Once she was back in her bedroom, she changed into a dark blue sweater that appeared to be way to big for her since it was sliding of her shoulders and reached down to the middle of her palm, white jeans hot-pants and striped thigh-socks.
What she did next, saw sit down in front of the mirror that stood on her desk, and began drying her hair.
That's when she heard it.
"Chaossu."
She dropped the hairdryer.
Slowly, she turned around, spinning her chair towards the source of the voice.
There he was, the little baby she had been waiting for for two years, of course, she made sure that she didn't think that, just felt it. Knowing that Reborn could read minds and all.
The baby in front of her looked exactly like she had expected him to look like.
Blurry.
However, she knew that the baby had a smile on his baby face.
"Hello, Sawada Tsunako." the baby said, looking up at the teenage girl in front of him. What caught him of guard the most, was the girl's eyes, but he brushed it off. "I am Reborn, your new tutor." he looked up at her face, expecting to see a disbelieving look on her face, but to his surprise, she was staring into the air above his head. Just what is going on, what is she getting at?
Tsuna had decided to actually act as if she was blind. Partly because she wanted to show the man that she was serious about her handicap, and because she thought it would be funny to see his reaction when she said it.
She tilted his head, still staring into space.
"Are you..." she trailed of, making Reborn's smile fade away slightly. "Some type of dwarf?" Reborn raised an eyebrow, couldn't she tell? "It's either that, or you're lying down on the ground."
"Why don't you use your eyes and see for yourself." Reborn was starting to become annoyed with the girl.
"I can't." Tsuna muttered, scratching the side of her nose as Reborn looked at her with a confused gaze.
"And why is that?" Reborn asked.
"I'm blind, you pie-brain." came Tsuna's answer.
Reborn's eyes widened.
"You're what?"
A/N: It took some time, but I was finally able to finish it.
Originally, I was planning on making this chapter the whole episode, but if I did that I would only grow tired of it in the end, so I have decided to make each chapter one half of an episode.
Please review and tell me what you think.