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"Talking" = Italian. - Though I am pretty sure you will understand that -
Chapter 6: Family
"Tsuna! "
The brunette stopped the game he was playing, and turned his head towards the door of the room to yell back at his mother.
"What?" he yelled as loud as he could, waiting for an answer.
There was none.
Knowing his mother, he gave up and went downstairs, wondering if there would be a day she actually answered after yelling his name.
Nana was talking on the phone while playing with the napkins on the table while Reborn was sitting on the table across her. The hitman didn't even look up to see the brunette; his eyes were focused on the woman, watching intently.
"What is wrong mom?" he asked trying not to sound too annoyed. He hated it when his mother forced him to come by simply yelling his name.
His mother just held up a finger instead of saying "wait a minute" and kept nodding and smiling as if the person she was talking to could see her.
"Yes. Yeah I know. Yes. It's been that long isn't it?" she asked as if she couldn't believe it and then laughed like she was actually having a good time on the phone so Tsuna decided not to disturb his mother.
It was common for Nana to laugh, but it was not common for a laugh to reach her eyes.
So he let his mother take her time, and sat on the chair next to her. He would be trying to ignore Reborn but the man was already ignoring him. Apparently Nana laughing on the phone was more interesting than the young man he kept sending mixed signals to. "Get it together Tsuna, you are getting jealous of your mother!" he whispered to himself and turned to watch his mother just like the handsome hitman.
After 5 more minutes of "yes" and "right!" she eventually turned her body towards the brunette and looked into his eyes. There was something sparkling in her eyes, if Tsuna didn't know better, he would say it was mischief.
"Yes, i agree. Mama Tsuna is here now, I am giving the phone to him, okay? –"
Tsuna made a little "Ah!" out of shock but he didn't get enough chance to say anything more.
"– Yeah, yeah you too. I love you, too Mama."
Tsuna's heart was pounding in his chest when he reached the phone.
"Grandma?"He asked, a little unsure.
It has been years since he talked with his grandmother. After he gave up on his dad coming home, it was a little difficult to answer his grandmother when she asked him if he was okay, because she would know that he was not. And since he didn't want to rant about his dad, he stopped talking with his grandmother.
"Tsuna, my bambino! When did you stop talking in the same language with your Nonna?"
"O-Oh. Sorry. I-It's just been a while sonce I talked in Italian." He said grimacing.
The brunette was having a hard time with not slamming his head to the table. He was talking in his broken Italian, while his crush, who was Italian, was right there.
The table just looked so lovely.
"'Since'"
"'Since'"
Tsuna repeated, hoping the ground would open up and swallow him. "Yeah, do it just like that Tsuna. You have to show Reborn that your Italian sucks big time, good job." His Nonna didn't notice his misery, she was busy laughing.
"So, how are you my amato? I talked with your Mama just now, and she says you have grown up so much!"
"I am okay Nonna. You okay too?"
"Oh, Nonna is fine; you don't worry your fluffy head. Have you been eating well? I know that your Mama is a good cook, but you were always a tough kid to feed."
Tsuna couldn't help but relax and smile at that, his Nonna was just like he remembered. The woman simply never believed that anyone in her house eat enough. Tsuna never understood how his grandfather was so fit with all that food he had to eat to please his wife.
"I am eating well but I remember someone who could make me eat without trouble. So your claim is wrong."
His Nonna laughed out loud at that.
Then they talked about things in Japan, what Tsuna has been doing for years, how he finally found friends he can trust, how his grades were finally going up.
His grandmother wanted to know about his siblings, so Tsuna talked about each of them. Then she wanted to know more about his friends so Tsuna told her more.
Then they talked about Italy, how his oldest uncle was back in jail again -but Nonna already forgave him because his youngest daughter became a lawyer and Nonna was just so happy that someone who could use their brain came out of him, especially after his firstborn overdosing- , and that was why he couldn't talk with his aunt because she went to see him today.
They talked about his cousins; how Emilio started college last year, and finally got himself a decent haircut, getting rid of his ugly forelock, allowing his blue eyes to be seen. How Fabio finally graduated high school, surprising everyone but especially his own Mama, because she expected him to be a drug dealer. Aunt Caterina kicked her husband out after that, reuniting with Fabio's father, to give Fabio the peace he needed to quit drugs.
Then the topic turned to Nonna's beautiful garden, and how the sapling they planted together was so big now that Tsuna could build a house on top of it. And Tsuna totally had to come to Italy as soon as possible, because everyone missed him so much.
It would be great if he could make it in a few weeks because his favourite uncle Luca was coming home for a few days. Nonna wanted to see his new family, too. So he had to take them with him or he would not be eating Nonna's pancakes.
He loved those pancakes so much that when he was a kid, he would cry when he saw someone eating any pancake at their home in Italy.
But then his Nonna told him how much she missed him and he couldn't help but got a little teary-eyed.
He missed all of them. It was difficult to know that he could be somewhere where he had a family when he was sitting at the door, hoping that maybe his father would come today.
It was a lot more difficult when he got beaten up, to know that there were people who would protect him.
But he thought that after all those years of ignoring them; they would not like to see him anymore. So he never got the courage to call them back, or answer them.
That is why he was so happy to talk with his Nonna again that he didn't even notice his Nonna didn't talk about his dad, at all.
After nearly 3 and a half hour of talking, they finally hung up. Tsuna put the phone while smiling like an idiot even though the tears in his eyes. But when he looked up, he almost jumped out of his chair.
He was not aware that his friends came while he was busy about gossiping his younger uncle and tearing napkins and Hayato started translating - adding comments about the topic here and there - to everyone while they sat around to watch him talk.
(A lawyer? Nonna that is so cool! I knew she would become successful, it was clear in the way she talked!)
He also was not aware that Reborn was not watching him; that his eyes were still focused on Nana, even though he was listening.
Or that his dad joined the party when he was snitching about his cousin. (Nonna you had to see, he crushed the bug with his bare fingers, then tried to make me eat it! It was horrible! Thank God that aunt Adelina was there to help me.)
"O-h. Hi. Welcome."Tsuna mumbled lamely.
Everyone was watching him with different emotions and it was becoming overwhelming for him. There was silence for a few more minutes then everyone started talking at the same time.
"BOSS THAT WAS AMAZING!"
"I didn't know you knew Italian!"
"Lambo can talk like that, too!"
Tsuna almost laughed at their excitement but then his father spoke.
"You have been talking to my family?" the man said, with his voice cold as ice.
To be honest, Tsuna expected him to be shocked; he also expected that he would be angry that they didn't tell him when Iemitsu's father, Ietsuna – Brogino in Italy- , demanded to see his grandkid at their door 10 years ago.
He just wasn't expecting him to say "my family" like Tsuna did not belong in it.
He didn't notice he was gaping in shock until his mother slammed the knife in her hand to the counter, making everyone jump.
"Leave. Us. Alone." Nana almost hissed, her aura scarier than ever.
Even Reborn felt a little intimidated. Not that he would ever admit it. It was just that no one ever saw Nana looking or sounding like that, and no one ever thought that woman could look scary.
Except Tsuna of course. He still remembered their first trip to Italy, and what happened when someone called him "hybrid" because he told them he was half Japanese.
"Let's go and eat pizza!" said Takeshi, being the calm rain he is as he took care of "leaving them alone".
Tsuna was lost in his thoughts, his mind not able to decide if it was worth to be sad over the words of a man like Iemitsu. He felt his heart ache, but his family was with him, and his Nonna told him that he had to come back home, so he choose to focus on everything else but the words of that man, as best as he could.
No one said anything about it until they were halfway there. Children were running ahead, pointing at everything and nothing. At first they were confused and a little scared, but Haru took care of that about babbling about the fairies of the night, which children could only see when they were permitted to stay up after their bed time, considering it was way past 9 pm.
Tsuna was waiting for it, but he thought the hitman that was watching him with narrowed eyes would be the one doing the talking, not his quiet-but-dangerous mist.
"Boss, are you okay?" Nagi asked, as if she was just asking about the weather.
"Yeah" Tsuna answered, his eyes focused on his little sister, pointing at the dresses on a nearby store while talking excitedly with Kyoko and Haru. He was okay; he was used to being treated like this by his father. He just did it more subtly up till now.
"I didn't know you that you know how to talk in Italian" Hayato said, trying to offer an escape in case Tsuna didn't want to talk about it.
"Yeah, my grandfather taught me. But ever since we lost him, it feels a little bit sad to talk in Italian; since I learned it in the way he spoke, so I kind of have his accent, I guess? I usually don't tell anyone to avoid talking as an example." Tsuna said, a sad smile tugging at his lips. Apparently he was not that okay, considering how he just killed the mood.
"Well then, your grandfather had an amazing accent because it was amazing to listen you talk Italian" Takeshi said cheerfully, not allowing the mood to turn sour. His friends laughed and agreed with Takeshi, making Tsuna's smile turn to a happy one.
"Yeah, but it was not amazing to listen Hayato as he translated, like come on enough with the comments, Boss is still talking!" Nagi said, rolling her eyes.
"Oh please, you kept saying "so cool" after every sentence, like every sentence." Hayato retorted back.
They all laughed a little more at that, before Reborn decided to speak.
"Your mother knows." He said in a tone cleaned out of emotions.
"Yes, she does." Tsuna answered, while his eyes turned back at his siblings.
"She knows what?" Hayato asked, irritated that Reborn turned Tsuna's mood down even though the brunette was trying to hide it. They ignored Hayato, of course.
"Did you tell her?" Reborn asked casually.
"Yes, I did."
"Why?"
"Because she already knew, and made me admit it." Tsuna said, while he finally turned his eyes to the hitman's pitch black ones.
"Since when?" Reborn asked, shock creeping to his voice through the edges.
"Since the beginning." Tsuna answered right before he smiled.
To be honest, that was not what I was planning to write.
I know that Iemitsu's side are not from Italy, they live in Japan. But, I do not like how Tsuna is neglected. And there is no possible way for him to smile like that with a past like these, unless he is high on drugs.
I do not have a big family but I could have, so I know what it feels like to be the outsider. And since in my opinion Italians have big families like Turkish people, I took the chance and gave him a big family. I am sorry if I unintentionally offended anyone.
Ambrogino is where the name Giotta comes from, that is why Iemitsu's father have a name out of it.
Like I said, I am from Turkey and a lot of things are going on around here. In my personal life and across our country. So I couldn't write this any sooner, I am sorry about that.
I hope you enjoyed it, and comments and critism are welcome as always.
Take care of yourselves until the next chapter.