It was a stormy night with the thunder raging as its mighty beast traveled through the skies. Tsuna (9) had been at his desk filing paperwork to ensure the business of his people rose and the poverty declined. He was also mapping out ways to raid auctions and set the horribly large number of slaves on his new home free. He jumped and caught the almost spilled bottle of ink when Mizuki burst into the room.
"Tsuna-sama, a ship has been spotted by the port and they're wounded!" Mizuki shouted.
Tsuna shot up and quickly went to his coat (which consisted of slits) hanging by the door. "Hurry then. Call for our best healers and the best ships men to bring them in. We can't have them going into sea with the waves this rough!"
Mizuki nodded and ran off while Tsuna prepared to fly out. During the two years of ruling, he had taught himself to control not his flames (which he found had a slight tweak with his reincarnation), but his Devil Fruit as well. He allowed his wings to emerge-coating them with Sky flames and a bit of Lightening. He dashed out of the manor and flew out to the port.
Upon reaching there, he found Mizuki there already directing the workers. It seems the ships men were having some trouble fighting against the waves while bringing in the ship. Tsuna flew to the deck and assessed the damage before he was tackled.
"Ack! What the heck?" Tsuna shouted as he thumped onto the floor. He saw a blonde haired man on top of him holding him down.
"What do you want this ship?" he growled.
"I'm only helping!" yelled Tsuna as he forced the man off (not an easy feat with the large difference of body mass). He called upon the scales on his arms and flew to the back of the ship. His arms glowed silver as the scales formed his devil fruit activated. He pushed the ship against the hostile waves and grunted at the strain. He could faintly hear Mizuki directing the men to pull in tune with his advanced hearing.
"TSUNA-SAMA!" Mizuki shouted. "THE SHIP HAS REACHED PORT!"
Tsuna sighed in relief and flew back down to the deck. He blinked at the astounded blonde haired man's expression and lowered the wooden steps from the edge of the ship. "Hurry men! Help carry the wounded to the manor and healers tend to them as quickly as you can. It seems to be a large crew!"
"Yes, sir!" the helpers all shouted as they hustled with their work.
Tsuna turned around and using his still scaly arms, he lifted the blonde onto his back. "Let's get you to the manor. Where's the captain of this ship?"
"He was helping the nurses to stay in a secure place," the blonde responded. He watched in amazement as the little boy flew on his beautiful wings carrying his weight to the large manor. "Why are you helping us?"
"Who needs a reason to help someone in need?" Tsuna cheekily responded.
The blonde stared at him. "Who are you?"
"The name's Tsuna-technically I'm the King of this area, Nathioka Island," grinned Tsuna.
Marco was astounded at this child. He directed the others calmly, yet with authority. He had saved pirates (even if he didn't know that they were so) and allowed them into his home. And to think, the chibi was a king! He sat in one of the guest bedrooms with a cloth on his forehead. Apparently, due to the rain, he caught a cold (funny because he was a Phoenix-the living being of fire).
He tensed when the door opened and slowly calmed down as he noticed it was his captain Whitebeard. However, he noticed Tsuna following behind him.
"How are you doing son?" Whitebeard asked in worry. "You got the worst injuries of us all."
Marco nodded. "'M fine Pops. How about you?"
Whitebeard let out a loud laugh. "Perfectly fine due to this fine man." He slapped Tsuna on the back who stumbled upon the force.
"Hey, hey, careful. I'm still a child I'll have you know," Tsuna huffed. "Anyways, please don't be too loud. He probably has a raging head ache now."
"Actually, I'm feeling quite well right now," Marco responded. "It seems that my Devil Fruit began to take action with its healing properties."
"You have a Devil Fruit?" Tsuna exclaimed. He ran beside Marco and clasped his hands. "Which one? I haven't met any outsider of my island who had eaten a Devil Fruit or knew what their fruit could do!"
"Um...I have a logia fruit-the Phoenix," answered Marco with a cough. "What about you? Those wings I saw with flames. There is no way that is normal."
Tsuna grinned. "Well, the flames are natural." To make his point, he burst a flame upon his forefinger. "It's a physical representation of my Dying Will-though few have the potential to actually conjure this. Anyways, the wings are part of my Devil Fruit-it's actually the reason why the people here consider me their King." The flame disappeared as he scratched his cheek in a cheeky way (no pun intended).
"Oho~ I'm interested in this," Whitebeard said as he walked to stand beside Tsuna. "What is it?"
"Well, I call it the Hoshii Hoshii no Mi," Tsuna replied. "It gives its user a brand upon acceptance to be its wielder. I've read of past Kings who were rejected by the fruit actually."
"How strange. I've never heard of a Devil Fruit rejecting wielders," Whitebeard commented.
"Yeah, other people I've met have said the same. Anyways, it grants you the power of a Celestial Dragon I guess you could say. I am connected to the Sky in a way that the people believe you become a God," Tsuna continued.
Marco gaped. "Unbelievable. You know how to control this? Do you consider yourself a Celestial Dragon-like an actual one-or do you believe to be one like in the government?"
"An actual one," replied Tsuna. "The ones in the government are mere people who believe in slavery. Pleh! I may not have gotten rid of slavery here just yet, but I have plans to do so soon once my people have gotten a better rate of business and less poverty."
"How old are you?" Marco asked.
Chuckling, Tsuna responded, "Playing 21 questions? I'm nine years old."
"Maji?" Whitebeard questioned surprised. "You look more like you're 7."
Tsuna hid into a corner at that, tugging on a mushroom which made the two pirates sweat drop. "I know I'm short and look childish. Don't point it out anymore than
Mizuki and Kurrma." He perked up. "Speaking of which. Kurrma told me earlier that your crew members are all bandaged up. You can stay here until the storm stops."
"You are very kind Tsuna," Whitebeard complimented.
"Thank you," Tsuna smiled.