2023 update: The old version of this chapter was ridiculous lmao. Fixed it for plot's sake… I swear my HS self was on some pairing delulu phase.
Chapter 6: Older Brothers
The world of fanfiction was endless. It was a sort of entertainment that shows, books and especially anime, didn't sometimes deliver. So when Anya Marter, found the website one day after wandering around archives for school, she decided to share it with Emile with a secret plot in mind.
"Hey Emile! Check this out!" The seventeen year old girl with red curly locks and green eyes called her brother from across the hall of their home library.
"Aw man! I was just getting to the good part of my book Anya!"
"Leave that book on the desk! I found something even better to read online!" Anya said and typed up a website on her blue Dell laptop.
The brother with golden blonde hair and matching green eyes left the book on a sofa with a loud groan of complaint and scooted behind his sister's chair to take a glance at the screen. His eyes grew wide. "Whoa! This is a full archive of books we've read! And they're written by regular people like us? What's it called?"
"Fanfiction. The creativity here is NUTS Emile. Some need work but regardless, they're genius!"
Emile laughed. "Its best to avoid them. These people tend to go a little overboard in their minds if you know where I'm getting at."
Anya waved her hands all over the air. "Yeah yeah whatever just give this a try. I clicked on the KHR tab, your favorite anime and look what I found," Anya clicked a couple of things with her mouse. Her plan was in motion.
Emile inched closer.
"I am about to shatter your innocence and purity right now," Anya laughed evilly and clicked a story that had descriptive language and a most suspicious plot and pairing. Needless to say, it was going to be a but much for the boy and it was because Emile yelled as if he'd been set on fire and collapsed on the floor. It was horrid for his age and he couldn't get up from the shock he had just experienced.
"Sometimes I hate you Anya..." her brother said angrily. "But I love you too much. Just so you know, even if you showed me this, and I have a bad image of Tsuna and Gokudera," Emile shivered, "You won't stop me from watching it just so I can ditch it and watch another show."
Anya growled. "Oh come on! What's the use of watching it when there are plenty of other good ones?"
Emile rubbed his head and supported himself with his sister's chair to get up. "I'm the child here. You have no right to act like me, in fact I should be pouting! You promised I could have my own personal time for my own shows."
Anya rolled her eyes. What ever did her brother see in the anime was beyond her. She wished that the wifi could get cut. "Whatever little brother. Let's go to the living room. We're missing movie night with the rest of our sisters…"
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Studying was always such a pain for the Sawada twins. No subject could make school interesting no matter how hard their teachers tried to make it.
English? Nezu-sensei was a narcissist and bragged about his schooling more than teaching.
Science and Social Studies were too complex; chemicals, bonds and maps of history that Tsuri was sure was totally written one sided.
Math was an illogical alien language she was sure was invented to torture the human population. This one was the focus in their after school sessions when Reborn wasn't dedicated to having them run death laps and practice their sucky coordination.
"So, which formula do you use for the eighth problem?"
"Substitution?" Tsuna said in an unsure voice.
"Elimination!" Tsuri blurted out loud and with confidence, hoping she was right. Reborn had pulled down a TNT lever and exploded the twins' room and bodies in five seconds. Not hard enough to burn but good enough to give a scare impact on their bodies and souls.
"C-Chotto Reborn! What was that for?!" Tsuna coughed out some smoke.
"The notes we wrote LITERALLY state the methods used for these kinds of equations!" Tsuri dusted soot off her clothes. "I'm getting tired to dusting my clothes off and breathing toxic smoke…" The tutor, sitting on their table sprawled with markers, pens and notebooks, urged her to continue as his tiny hand reached for the lever near him again.
"D-Don't! I'm sorry!"
Reborn smirked, satisfied. "Both of you got the answer wrong. It's the Pythagorean Theorem. That was covered in last week's class."
"How the hell are we supposed to memorize everything," Tsuri muttered and sighed. "All these math problems look the same and there's no description to tell us how to solve it!"
"I hate your method of teaching," Tsuna stood up and searched for a duster inside his room so he wouldn't go to the kitchen to make noise and wake his mother in the middle of the night.
A late-night study session was served as punishment for failing their last math test and since Reborn doesn't accept failures, he insisted them to take the tutoring politely (if they considered being pointed by Leon as a gun as polite as it could get).
Tsuri discontinued her mental arguing as she pulled the curtain that covered her side of the room from the pole that was installed in their roof so she could change. Tsuna did the same after he was done clearing the dust out of every corner.
Tsuri really needed to ask their mom if she could get her own room soon. Tsuna wasn't that kind of brother that would snoop in and catch her indecently, but he was one hell of a mess. She was average when it came to her doing projects and coming home tired from her club to even bother to pick up. Tsuna was a boy, and he was just a mess and she didn't want to have the smell of stale potato stuck in her nostrils forever. She'd remind herself to see if she could move soon. For their sake.
Once the twins were in their sleeping attire, they removed the curtain and decided to call it a night. Tsuna turned off his light and instantly hit the hay. Tsuri on the other hand was still quite awake, mind reeling with questions she wanted answered by the baby hitman. There was never an opportune time to ask and she couldn't even approach him with all that deadly aura around him.
"If you're curious of anything, by all means ask," Reborn, who was sleeping in a hammock hung near Tsuna's bed, said in between all the silence.
"Can you quit reading my mind," Tsuri half demanded as she whispered, turning her head to see the hitman.
Reborn smirked again. Oh how Tsuri hated that smile. It never bode well to see it, it made her ski crawl and her body to stress on its own.
"I can read minds."
'You burnt my snack stash. Why did you do that?' Tsuri thought with a face of mourning.
"Your grade for english wasn't up to par. If you want to keep your snacks, you have to earn them," Reborn instantly replied. Tsuri felt a chill on her back. That was one hell of a freaky ability.
"Now, are you going to ask your questions or do I have to put you to sleep with Leon?" Reborn transformed his partner into a needle shot and Tsuri paled sheet white. " I need my sleep you know."
'How do you know my fear of needles! You're in humane!'
"I know all, Baka-Tsuri. Now ask. I don't usually let anyone ask me anything," Reborn put away Leon and jumped all the way to Tsuri's bed. The girl sat up cross legged. She squirmed, not too comfortable at the fact that she was putting herself on the spot.
She was curious of her dad's job and what it entailed for them two. She never got any details after that phone call years ago, so having Reborn to give her the chance to get some answers was somewhat of a godsend.
"What is this position I'm in exactly? Vongola Mezza right? Don't mafia families have only one boss at the top?" Tsuri hid the anxiety consuming her body. She worried that Reborn knew that she was aware of the mafia even before he'd arrived. What if she revealed that? That other person from her dad's group warned her not to reveal anything until her dad came clean or if someone important came to them.
"Most families don't have an extra hand helping them manage their work other than the right hand man but the Vongola are a special exception. You'll find out why eventually," Reborn explained. "You and Dame-Tsuna are next in line because it was made that way. You two are candidates to become the heir to the throne. Would you rather battle it out, or work together?"
'You make it sound like a monarchy' she rolled her eyes. "Aren't there more people that can take the job? I'm sure that list has people way ahead than Tsuna and I are."
Reborn shook his head. "The Ninth's sons were next in line but some events occurred. Enrico was reckless and got himself killed in a gunfight. Massimo was drowned. Federico's death was a mystery but they say he was reduced to bone."
"This is exactly why I don't want us involved…" Tsuri paled. "S-So does what does that mean? I mean why did the boss choose both of us instead of one?"
Reborn scowled. "You ask too many questions Baka-Tsuri. Like I said before, I will tell you more when I can and feel like it. Now go to sleep or you'll go down painfully."
Tsuri gulped and pulled her sheets over her head. Better to leave it alone and figure it out as time went. Knowing Reborn he was waiting to drop a bomb and have them say yes without any choice in the matter.
If only she could drop hers and come clean to him but there was no way she'd do that. She needed to know she could trust him and their lives with him. She needed to know that his intentions for her family here were good. She could hold back that piece of information for now.
"Goodnight Reborn."
"Hn."
Tsuri pouted inside her blanket. 'Hmph. Fine. Die in your sleep.'
It only took a click to make her apologize and force herself to sleep.
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If their mornings started with violence one more time, Tsuri thought with a massive headache, she was going to run away from Japan and start a new life somewhere because this was going to just literally kill her one day.
Lambo was a pinch short in killing them while on their way to school, Reborn so happens to choose when to shoot Tsuna in the head which meant that she had to either start packing extra uniforms in her bag for him or ask their mom to sew the ones he shredded every chance he got. Nana never asked; Tsuri wished she did.
Her feet were quite nimble and quick but because she had a tournament just yesterday, her calves were sore and aching and she barely caught up to roof running Tsuna in his boxers and… had he dragged someone with him?
"You have got to start having a stronger dying will," Tsuri said in breaths after she got to the school gate entrance. Tsuna made sure to check she was alright but she only gave a nod to assure him she'd be fine.
"You have more power, stamina and passion than I anticipated!" The other body said after some body rolls on the ground. "One of your ability only comes every hundred years!"
"Huh?" both twins said, one surprised at the praise, and the other in disbelief by it. Tsuri squinted. She'd seen this person before. He was definitely an upperclassman. She scanned his arms, wrapped with bandage, the kind of wrap only people who used their fists—
Boxing. Holy shit this was Sasagawa Ryohei, the leader of the boxing club AND Kyoko's older brother.
She needed to leave.
"Join the boxing club, Sawada Tsuna!"
"Hah? How do you know my name?"
"Um… Tsuna, here I have an extra uniform. I have to meet up Kurokawa and Kyoko for our social studies homework… excuse me.." Tsuri bowed and was going to book it but with Ryohei's intense eyes she had been automatically glued in place. Intense as sun rays and she was sure she was going to go blind.
"Hm, where have I seen you.."
'I'm Tsuna's twin. We look alike… He can't be that airheaded…'
"Ah! I remember! You're Kyoko's friend, Sawada Tsuri! The girl who runs fast!"
"N-Nice to meet you again, Sasagawa-senpai."
"Sasagawa… Wait. He's Kyoko-chan's brother?!"
'You have got to start paying attention to your surroundings Tsunayoshi.'
"Both Sawadas with extreme talents! Join the boxing club!"
"I'm already in a club senpai. I told you before…"
"I won't take no for an answer! Both of you come check out the club! I'll wait by the gym after school!"
Thus both twins had no chance to refuse their senpais request as he dashed off into the school, and both twins had just burnt a day's worth of energy for an early morning.
"I got practice after school."
Tsuna grunted. "I didn't say anything."
Tsuri snorted. " I know that look. You're asking me to go with you."
"Please? I know you've been tired after you guys lost the game yesterday but can you come? If Kyoko-chan sees you there, it'll help me lots!"
She sighed. Tsuna rarely asked her for help. This was probably one of those times when he'd let her be around if he got his ass kicked in front of his crush. Better her than Gokudera going and babying him around everyone like a doting mother.
Tsuna scratched his head. "Feels weird huh?"
"What?"
"Asking to spend some time together? Its been weird, ever since that day with Mochida-senpai, everything is changing."
Tsuri shared a weak smile, not liking the incoming insecurity that went with Tsuna's comfortable and happy smile.
She prayed this lasted. Tsuna never wanted her around before because of his bad luck. If all of this went away one day, would they revert back to the way they were, not talking and avoiding each other?
She didn't want to think that way, but she really wanted all of this to stay long term.
She sighed. "Fine, I'll see if I can get out early than usual. Not that anyone minds, they hate me for missing the goal in yesterday's match so they probably want me gone too."
Tsuna gripped the neat folded uniform as he followed his twin inside with a grateful smile. Spending time with his twin in any form was enough for him. They needed it.
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A rumor had spread about Sasagawa Ryohei the entire day. People in their homeroom started saying how he singlehandedly defeated the whole karate club and humiliated the captain soon after.
Everyone knew that he was a fire to be reckoned with; he was a strong contender and athlete in Namimori Middle, and Tsuri honestly was sure that there were a few girls in her class who had a big crush on him by the way they described his toned up body and manly features.
They were not even high schoolers yet, and they were letting their hormones go haywire. Nami have mercy.
She had lunch with Kyoko and Kurokawa today, talking about their upcoming project for their next class. Tsuri wasn't so experienced with girls as friends so she usually let her and Hana take course of the conversation. Tsuri held a big wall still in terms of trust. It wasn't as if she wanted to keep it up, but she didn't want to get her feelings hurt if she put her whole self out there. Hana and Kyoko didn't seem to notice she was but if they did one day, maybe Tsuri would have enough bravery to confide in them on what she was feeling.
Reborn hadn't been spotted all day, which was odd but sure enough he was probably spying through vents or underground. Tsuri couldn't slack enough for today, even if her whole body was just screaming rest. If she were honest, school was a drag for all subjects except certain few like Home Ec. She wasn't the best in sewing and cooking but it was passable effort. In her opinion, Tsuri lacked girlish charm. She preferred to steer clear of the color pink, anything to do with frills, dresses, skirts, and anything revealing. She was more on the jeans side of things; shorts, skinny jeans, baggy sweaters and beanies when the day presented itself a weekend or vacation. She had no choice in the matter for school uniform, but it was a rule for shorts to be worn under because there was absolutely no way that she'd let guys run under her skirt and let girls judge her for not flashing anyone.
Hormonal girls and boys were SICK.
By the time it was after school, she went to the lockers to change in some sweats, her favorite sport hoodie and sneakers to meet her team and coach in the field. They were going to do some make-up laps in Yamamoto's baseball field again which meant she'd be able to say hi.
After doing some solo cool-down stretches by a corner away from the rest of the girls and gaining some death glares she walked away to go grab some water by the fountains. Yamamoto was no where to be seen anymore. probably went to see Tsuna too. She just had to sneak away while the glares lasted…
"Are we sure we want to do this?"
"Don't chicken out! We need a manager, and she is the best we can get!"
"Idol flower girl Sasagawa Kyoko! If we forcibly take her then her idiot of a brother can't refuse a rematch!"
The brunette finished her water, scanning behind some benches and the garden to find the source of the voices. By the mention of her senpai, they were the same karate club that Ryohei had taken down. That said, Kyoko was in danger right now from getting man-handled; again. She sighed. She fixed her headband that brushed away her bangs from her face and started rushing toward the boxing club room. She passed the gym and caught sight of silver hair and the look of ick in his face made her want to gag out of laughter.
"Oi, Bakadera!"
Gokudera, who had escaped from the nurses office, didn't even bother to turn. He was doing his best not to topple and knock himself back down to the ground. "Don't talk to me stupid copy. I'm determined to make my way to Juudaime and see him box!"
She hummed. "I'm heading there myself anyways. You haven't seen Kyoko anywhere have you?"
"Hah? Sasagawa? She was here a few moments ago but she was taken by some club."
Tsuri clicked her tongue. She was too late. She turned to see anywhere she could catch up until she saw Hana rush her way, face in panic.
"Ah, Tsuri! Kyoko's in trouble!"
"I know, i heard that damn karate club talk about taking her! Gokudera just saw them go this way. Maybe they're going to see Sasagawa-senpai and use her as leverage."
"Then what are we doing here! Let's go!"
Tsuri didn't bother to tell Gokudera where the boxing club room was since he was acting like as ass, as always, so she left him behind with no worry in mind.
It didn't take long to scan the club rooms after the gym and find Tsuna sparring with Ryohei in the boxing ring. It was impressive to see that one, Tsuna hadn't run away yet and two, that Ryohei had a faint flame on his forehead but wasn't affected, which meant he had a strong dying will resolve. It was a first to see that. Tsuri wondered if she'd be able to take the bullet too, but she was not ready to deal with her clothes getting ripped and chasing people in her panties. No way.
She broke the imagination when she and Hana slid the doors open to warn him and Ryohei about Kyoko.
"Ah, Tsuri-san! You made it!"
"Haru-chan?" Tsuri stared at the mini audience in the room. Yamamoto, like she figured, came to watch and support, as well as Mirua Haru, Bianchi, Lambo and I-pin, the little Chinese girl that had joined her family home just last week. Was this an official match she missed or did Reborn bring them to give Tsuna motivation?
Was it because Tsuri hadn't come on time to watch her brother? She felt guilt come up her system but now wasn't the time.
"Hi, sorry for interrupting senpai but there's a situation."
"Sawada Tsuri! You came to join the match!"
She chuckled lightly, sweat dropping.
"Kyoko's been taken by the karate club!"
"Hm? Hana, Tsuri-chan? What is it? Did something happen?"
Both girls that came in alarm, as well as everyone else inside turned to the door to see said girl Kyoko come in safely.
"She's fine?" Tsuna pointed at her.
"Kyoko!"
'She brought them in the school…' Tsuri stared at the sign that read 'Namimori Visitors.' with blank eyes.
Last thing they knew chaos ensued, just like always. The members had brought in the leader of the Namimori High Karate club and declared that if he beat Ryohei they'd take Kyoko as manager, which pissed him off obviously and began fighting. Tsuri had to guide Hana to the side while she tried to reach over for Kyoko but the karate men just kept dodging her reach. One of them even tried to kick her away before Gokudera came in from the door to hit him on the face.
"Oi, you left me behind! You thought you could help Juudaime by himself!?"
"I thought seeing your sister would make you sick?" she taunted briefly.
"F-For Juudaime, I'll sacrifice my well-being!"
"Tsuri! You should stand with Haru on the side!" Tsuna yelled from the ring. "You could get hurt!"
"And watch Kyoko get taken away by more smelly men?" Tsuri kicked someone in the stomach after dodging another punch. "I know basic self defense Tsuna, I'll be fine!" Reborn cocked an eyebrow. Self defense? Since when?
"I don't want to have to drag you to the hospital again! Kaasan will worry!"
"Stop nagging at me and come help then!"
"Poison Cooking!" Bianchi slipped into the chaos threw some poison looking things at the attackers.
"Extreme Rush!"
"Gyoza Fist!"
"Explode! Pick-Pocket Bomb!"
Yamamoto was seen laughing as he jumped, hit and avoided their hits. What laid back fighting.
One of the people on the floor groaned in pain. "These people…they're too strong!"
"Then…" one said while Tsuri had been occupied in guiding Kyoko to safety. "This one will have to do!" One of the live ones grabbed her from the arm, dragging her out to the door.
"HEY! Let go or I'll break your teeth!"
"Tsuri!" Tsuna quickly got down from the ring and ran toward her. "Let her go!"
"There's no way I'll be beat by you!" the karate member yelled as he shoved Tsuri to the side. He lifted both boxing gloves up. Tsuna instantly winced, afraid of getting hit. He shut his eyes, waiting for the impact to hit…
"Tsuna!"
"Counter it Tsuna!"
The younger Sawada twin had her mouth agape when Tsuna miraculously dodged the punch and landed a swift and clean hit on the opponent's face, knocking him straight down the floor.
Tsuna nowadays ran because he was shot. He was unlocking some hidden strength he nor she didn't know he had. And it was working? Reborn was definitely doing something because there was absolutely no way the Tsuna from months ago would be able to do this.
She and him stared at each other as if they'd just seen something rare happen.
'Did you just—"
'Did I just land a clean hit on someone's face?'
"Nice hit!" Tsuri's face brightened and accepted the help Yamamoto gave to raise her up and grunted in pain. She lifted her sleeve and found a purple mark on her wrist. Shit. She mustvelanded wrong when the dude pushed her to the ground. Another wrist sprain. Just great.
"Tsuri! Are you sure you're okay?"
She hid her arm behind her back, laughing nervously.
Everyone was busy praising the Vongola heir and while they did so Tsuri made sure to hide and turn to take another look at he wrist, not noticing that the bomber was watching her intently.
"You're not going to tell Juudaime?"
"Ack!" Tsuri jumped up, caught off guard. "Tell him what?"
Gokudera reached over with a soft hold to lift the arm she was hiding and move the sleeve. "This. You got hurt."
She pulled away, slight blush on her face at getting caught. "Him getting praised is more important. I don't want to worry him more."
Gokudera watched Tsuri run over toward the room's emergency kit to grab some wrap bandage wrap. "Don't tell him anything. If you do, I'll tell your sister to come over."
Gokudera recoiled at the thought and once Tsuri confirmed that her threat was in effect, she smiled in a sickly sweet way and ran toward Tsuna to join in the praise.
'That must hurt a lot, he thought secretly. 'She must really not want to worry Juudaime.'
"Good job defending, Tsuna," Reborn closed the praising. "Thanks to you, the unity of the family became stronger."
"Family? What's that family thing?"
The baby looked up at Ryohei. "A passionate guy like him is needed, too."
Tsuna, on the ground cross legged and exhausted stared at the tutor, then at Tsuri. Both twins acted like they didn't have any idea what Reborn just said and laughed it off. Ryohei didn't stop asking what it was, to which Yamamoto explained in a wishy washy way and Gokudera only complained about it the whole moment.
Sasagawa Ryohei, member number three, has joined the tenth generation mafia family.
According to Reborn that was.
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A few more days had passed and mostly everyone knew what Sasagawa and Tsuna had done at the club. But just like what happened with Mochida, it came and it went like the wind. Tsuna was back to being his usual no-good self.
Tsuri's sprain was doing much better, and had been able to keep the thing under wraps so tsuna wouldn't find out, even though the Italian boy's stares would make her wish she had said something to get him off her back. He wasn't asking how she was, like hell he would do it since he hated her guts. But she was grateful that he wasn't saying anything and trying to check up in his own stupid and irritating way by getting her some cold compressions to reduce the swelling.
She wanted to ask him why he was doing it, she didn't even ask for it, but whatever. He was helping and though it was out of his nature she wasn't that much of a bitch to refuse it.
The school day had ended and the twins had been forced to go straight home on orders by Reborn. And when he ordered behind a note paper it meant serious business.
Tsuna had debated to run away but to be honest Tsuri was dead tired from being out of her home for so many days. She'd been spartan taught by reborn after school, after coming home dead tired from soccer practice. Her body hurt too much lately, she was on her monthly, and she was hungry for her mom's cooking. She needed time for herself right now.
"Should we run away?"
Tsuri cranked her sore neck to the side and without wanting to, glared at Tsuna. "I'm tired. I don't want to chase, nor be chased by Reborn Tsuna. I want to go home and lie on my bed. Everything hurts."
Tsuna felt bad. Tsuri never said anything to him about her days because it was embarrassing to even discuss it but they hit her hard when it wanted. It would be the first time Reborn would see her this way so he begged to Kami that she'd be sparred from his wrath for all the incoming hormonal defiance he'd deal with once they came home.
Tsuri was groaning about her stomach and before they could get to their home and cross their rickety gates, they both witnessed their street blocked off by black cars and people in suits. Was there a parade going on? Or someone famous visiting?
'Is there a celebrity among our street?'
'I don't mean to judge but they don't seem like it.'
Tsuna came nearer to the crowd, keeping her behind him just in case. Some of them men turned around, some in glasses, others with facial tattoos and aggressive looking faces. The duo backed away and Tsuri didn't have a chance to protest when Tsuna cried his usual cry as caught him from fainting half-way with her arms.
"Welcome home Master Sawada Tsunayoshi and Mistress Sawada Tsukairi," one of them greeted with a bow. Both watched as the sea of expensive suited rough looking men parted, allowing a path to come inside. Tsuri's arms were screaming from the big weight so she pulled up Tsuna and harshly pushed him to continue forward. The brother clutched his bag to his chest, debating whether to be more scared of the suits than his angry hormonal sister. He was the first to run inside, not even leaving an open door for Tsuri.
She growled. She could still feel his weight on the door and again, with force from her inner most annoyance she pushed it open again and closed it. Before she could chew him out, their mom popped their head out from the dining room, wearing that soft and soothing smile that nearly made Tsuri run to her and ask her to hug all the soreness away.
"Ah Tsu-kun, Ri-chan! Welcome home~" she pointed up the stairs. "We have guests!"
"Guests?" Tsuna was the first to quickly take his shoes off and run to his room.
Tsuri on the other hand, clutched her stomach once again, feeling hungry and something sharp clawing its way through her mid section at the same time. It was better to stay with her mom than see some guests right now.
"Ara Ri-chan, what's wrong?" Nana helped her daughter from the entrance and brought her in. "Is it that time again?"
She nodded. "Can I lie down in the guest bedroom for a while?"
"Of course! We wouldn't want your guest to see you this way," Nana quickly dashed off to the kitchen to retrieve medicine, a glass of water and dark chocolate from the pantry.
"Here, take these. They should help you feel better soon."
Tsuri's lips wobbled, the urge to cry heavy. Her mom was such a godsend to this world. "Thank you Mama."
Tsuri hoped to slip unnoticed to the next door room but their bedroom door was open wide, Tsuna was screaming mafia like his world was tearing open with lava once more and there were two more suits. Her mouth twitched. She was definitely going to tell their mom today about separate rooms. This was getting ridiculous.
"You don't have the aura. Ain't got the look, no ambition or aspirations either."
Huh? Who was that good looking dude in the green jacket, and why was he badmouthing Tsuna? Tsuri turned red. Did she just say good looking?
"Plus he has short legs, no money and no power either."
"Doesn't seem like he's got much luck either. He has none of the attributes of a boss."
"Chotto! You're being an ass, can you stop?" Tsuri forgot why she was escaping in the first place and came in the room, ignoring the sharp eyes the suits in front of her wore after the fit of laughter subsided. The blond and tall stranger raised an eyebrow, eyeing her as well.
"Reborn! Who are these people," Tsuna lost his nerve.
"Dino is your "older brother." Better to show some respect now before you get taken by these suits," Reborn scolded. Tsuri rolled her eyes only in silence. Reborn could tell she wasn't in her best shape, she was holding her stomach tightly and her legs were trembling just enough for him to notice something was up. He hummed.
He hoped that she wouldn't get an idea to unleash her worst self this week. He'd seen plenty of women with different symptoms, so he definitely knew it wasn't her own normal self talking. A valid excuse to take it lightly with her.
"My older brother?"
"Let me guess, you were also a student under Reborn?" Tsuri smirked. "So I'm guessing you were also once puny and useless like my brother too?"
"Tsuri!" Tsuna warned. "Stop it. If you're not feeling well just go rest!"
"I already took my medicine. So, Dino. How can we help you today?"
"Boss, should we remove her from the room?" One of the suits asked the man sitting in the plush chair by their coffee table.
Dino waved a hand off. "It's fine Romario. We are in their room after all. I understand the hostility. Tsukairi was it? Sit please. You look like you could use it."
Tsuri muttered with a blush. "Only because you asked nicely."
Both twins sat as Dino began to explain that he only come to visit the rumored Vongola Twins and show them the fruit of Reborn's labors. His family, the Chiavarone Family, was a 5,000 membered group with Dino as its head. It was impressive enough to have the twins hood their mouth opens in surprise, but Tsuna quickly knew where it was heading.
"Um, I have no intention of becoming a mafia boss so feel free to take Reborn back with you." He flew back again when Dino briefly shared a look of disapproval. It disappeared quick enough for him to regain his composure when their guest began to laugh again.
"You're right Reborn! He is just the way I used to be," Dino looked at the brunette. "How about you?"
"I don't want anything to do with it either. It's not a sane—"
"Sane job to have?" Dino smiled and Tsuri was sure she heard angels sing somewhere. "I used to think the same too. I figured any person who plots to join the mafia can't be any good."
She could tell that Dino Chiavarone did not have any ill intention being here with them. He did have that big brother aura about him and was reliable to say when he helped take Lambo's grenade mistake out of their room. But even though he was a good person, didn't mean his job was. The job they were supposed to take. There was more to that world, and that meant being responsible for one's life as well as many more.
Dino took mental note of them both. Tsuna, brave but hid in between all the what ifs. Tsuri, aggressive in speech but also hid in her own way from it. They were both interesting and he was curious as to how they'd develop under Reborn.
"Dino-san's really cool," she heard Tsuna say from their window.
"See Tsuna? That's what a boss does, risk their life for their family."
"Don't tie this to that!"
Tsuri bit a big chunk out of her chocolate bar. 'We're just kids… we can't do something like that…'
It was decided that Dino would stay with them for the night and see how their Japanese lifestyle was like. He fit in like a glove, with his clumsiness feeling like they did have a long lost brother who hadn't come home for a long time.
He was only there to help them. That's what Reborn said at least.
But that was just another lie Tsuri should have seen coming after dealing with a humongous turtle that nearly destroyed their house from the inside, and a gang who were only provoked because they were "testing" their Family members' loyalty.
If Dino wasn't such a good looking big brother figure to her and her twin, she would've already set his ass on fire to get rid of him. But he wasn't, and even though both twins admired him dearly, they were still determined to run away from their job.
Reborn wouldn't let them.