Edited: 1/15/23
The intro to Yamamoto and plot holes should be covered and addressed properly now ^^'
Chapter 4: Having Lots to Live For
Dream
"Ri-nee! Help me!" a miniature looking Tsuna cried as he kept running around the playground. His frantic and obviously frightened breathing increased as he turned around. He was avoiding the new 'friends' he made. More like the bullies that never left him alone in class.
"Dame-Tsuna is calling for his sister! What a loser!" one bully cackled at the weakling, two more kids trailing behind.
Tsuna panicked and tried to hide behind the slide in the nearby playground. But that would only trap him and he would have no escape. He ran to the other corner where familiar grey poles stop. He eyed the monkey bars wearily. He was afraid of them, but he had to do it. He had to climb them. Or he would be beat up, like always.
"Ri-nee! Where are you!"
Tsuna stood on the ladder and began to climb the monkey bars. He stopped in the fourth one. As the bullies caught up to Tsuna, one was about to follow him on the ladder when his shirt was suddenly pulled down with a big force by small hands.
"You leave my brother alone you big bully!" A look-alike female version of Tsuna with longer hair and wearing blue overalls defended. The bullies started blushing. They couldn't take her seriously by the way she was cutely pouting.
Her brother had made a bad first impression on their first day of 2nd grade elementary. He had accidentally spilled some paint on the boys during art class. They thought it had been done on purpose by him and sought revenge for it.
"Tsukairi-chan! W-We're playing with Tsuna-kun!" one of the boys said as he dug his shoe into the playground's dirt nervously.
"If that were true Tsuna-nii wouldn't be calling for me! I heard you when you were chasing him!"
One of the bullies who had a short temper, walked up to the girl and pushed her to the ground. Tsuri went tumbling down on the floor, her right leg crashing with the metallic pole ladder that connected to the monkey bar below the ground. She winced.
"Don't butt in! This is between us and Dame-Tsuna!" he roared angrily. The second bully was about to climb the ladder when suddenly he was tackled from behind. Tsuna watched the tiny girl pull and scratch at their faces and when they succeeded in getting her off them, She found and lifted a piece of a pole that had broken down from the old monkey bar next to the new one. Looking like a feral cat had ripped their skin to shreds, they decided to flee.
Tsuri sighed and dropped to the ground, gripping her leg. Her adrenaline had lowered and the pain was now spreading all over her nerves.
"Ri-nee... Y-You didn't have to go so far..." Tsuna said tearfully as he saw her hold in her own. He wanted to see how bad the injury was. She tends to get hurt frequently. He tried to get down off the monkey bars but once he saw how high he was, he cowered. "HIEE! It's so high!"
"Hold on Tsuna-nii I'll help!" Tsuri ran to her brother without another thoighand extended her arms to reach for her brother but the pain on her leg made it impossible to stand up so she collapsed on the floor. Tsuna's hands were slipping.
"T-Tsuna!"
THUD. "Itetete..." Tsuri pushed off her brother and grabbed her leg.
"Ri-nee! Are you okay?"
"Meh it's just a bruise Tsuna. I'll be okay."
Tsuna helped his sister up by offering her a piggy back ride home. "No youre not..."
Tsuri refused but sighed when her twin insisted. "okay find. just dont drop me…"
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The memory of her childhood was slowly fading away. It changed suddenly and now it was in an unknown location. There were many people inside a huge house dressed in fancy attire like dresses, heels, suits and ties. There was a flight of stairs in both corners of the place, by a big ballroom. The people invited to the gathering seemed to be enjoying themselves, chattering in inaudible and possibly boring were four figures on the top floor above the inner balcony, looking down at the party without interest.
"Is there really any point in being here?" one girl with raven black hair and celestial blue eyes complained as she put her hands on her hips.
"It isn't so bad..." the other girl seemingly the oldest out of the bunch fixed her ash blond hair from falling off its position and landing on her blue eyes.
"We get to eat food in a few minutes, Mum said so," the youngest, a boy about age 8 wearing a plain old suit and red bow tie grabbed the edge of the railing waiting for the call to enter the dining room.
"This is so gloomy. I have no idea why I have to wear such a despicable dress, and in pink no less!" The middle child with emerald green eyes and the only red head in the family complained as she picked the hem of her clothing.
"Oh Anya quit judging my sense of style! You didn't like the green one you tried on either..." the oldest sulked and looked away from the middle child.
"That's because your sense of style is horrible Lillian! I would've looked like a big blob of a moss! A funeral would be less depressing to be in than here…" Anya muttered.
"It's going to be your funeral if you don't shut up! Grandfather will hear you!"
Anya shot a glare at her second sister with the raven black hair. "I don't give a damn if that cursed old man hears me. He can make this party my own funeral and he still wouldn't bat an eye," she muttered and went towards her little brother Emile in the rail.
"Come on Emile let's head to the kitchen. A snack wouldn't bite!"
Emile thought about the suggestion for a mere second before nodding quickly. "Let's go then! I'm starving!"
"Anya! You know we can't go to the kitchen without being called! It's rude!" Lillian grabbed her sister's arm to prevent her going down the stairs.
Anya shook her off aggressively. "Lighten up! I'm just going to get some grapes! What's the harm in that?"
"Mother will surely get mad at you Anya. We don't want her to, you know, punish you..." Kristin whispered and gave her sister a concerned look.
"She's already punishing me by excluding me apart of the family and neglecting me as her daughter. Every single day! I don't even know why I'm here to begin with!"
"Those are the rules Anya."
She scoffed. "Screw her and the rules this is my fucking house too and I can wander wherever the hell I'd like! Let's go Emile!"
Lillian and Kristin watched the middle and the youngest child walk down the stairs. They held their heads in sympathy, thinking about possible excuses they could give their mother for Anya's disappearance with Emile. These outbursts were expected. She had just been used by their mother for her political gain after all.
Emile stepped in and made sure no chef or adult was present. He gave his sister an okay and in they went. He grabbed an apple from the refrigerator and gave some drops of grapes to Anya.
"Here sis."
"Thanks Emile."
As they ate, the little one could hear his sister laughing silently. He could see the way she was holding back from grabbing a plate and smashing it underneath them. "You don't know how lucky you are little brother."
"Lucky? In what way?"
"To be loved by a parent… like Lil and Kris," she said and grabbed a napkin from the counter.
"It's not fair that Mom treats you so ill," Emile's green eyes scrunched up as he bit his apple harshly.
"Things in life aren't fair Emile. The only thing I'm looking forward to now is going on my vacation and then leaving from this hell hole" Anya patted her little brother's blond hair and smiled.
"I'll come visit you, Lillian and Kristin. But before I do I have to give you guys your souvenirs. What do you want? Japan has a lot of things."
"I'll let you know! I still have to check my bookshelf and see if I want more figurines or manga."
"Then I'll get you both!"
Emile laughed quietly. "Thanks! Oh, i forgot to tell you! I've started a new anime today."
"Ho? You little traitor! You couldnt wait until we finished One Piece?"
Emile shook his head. "That anime is going to keep going for a long time. My friend from school told me about this one and recommended it in case I got tired of waiting for new episodes each week."
Anya grinned wide. She was happy that she wasn't the only British otaku in the Marter family.
"And what's the name of this anime?"
Emile bit his apple again. "I don't remember the name but it's cool! It's about this boy in middle school who's no good at anything he does. A baby hitman suddenly comes into his home and tells him he's going to be the head of a mafia family called the Vongola! It's pretty cool!"
Anya gave his brother a disinterested face with her green eyes. Emile started pouting at her expression.
"What? Doesn't catch your attention?"
"It's not that. I know the anime you're talking about. I tried watching the show when I was thirteen but I stopped. I didn't like it."
'You probably stopped at the fifth episode like that time when we started to watch Bleach' Emile thought agitated.
"The main character reminds me of… me."
Emile's green eyes widened in curiousity. "How are you like Tsuna?"
Anya popped a grape in her mouth. "You said he was 'No-good' right?" Emile nodded.
"Well, just as he fails in his exams and has a fat chance of getting with the girl he likes, I'm no good in the way mother sees me. I'm a failure to her in whatever thing I do, it's like an excuse to not want me. I have a fat chance of being included in the Marter Family for some reason I'm not supposed to know about when I clearly do." She rubbed her arms to keep her budding anxiety in check but it wasn't supressing all the bad moments she has to endure.
" I haven't had one single drop of affection from her since Dad died when you were two, Emile. I'm like a sore loser at school because mother so happens to complain about me with the principal when she gets the chance. Hell I didn't even know they were best friends..."
Emile could see the tears forming in his big sister's green eyes.
"Tsuna has something I don't have and that's why I refuse to watch the show. He has parents that love him endlessly despite being who he is. He has a family. The way it should look like and be." She sighed.
"It's hard Emile. I just want to be loved. I want to be wanted."
Emile grabbed his sisters hand tenderly and smiled. "But you have it. It's not complete but we're your family! I love you Anya. And so does Lillian and Kristin."
Anya cleaned up her tears before it ruined her mascara. "I love you too little brother. All of you." 'Even though you don't know it's not enough for me…'
Emile grabbed another napkin from the counter and handed it to Anya. "Maybe I'll be your Reborn. I'll make you look pleasant in the eyes of mother, by shooting you with a special bullet so you can show her your dying will."
Anya laughed wholeheartedly. "Heh that demon tutor huh? I have regrets but I wouldn't risk it! And I don't think she'd be worthy of my dying will. Anyways, let's head back. I don't want you to get in trouble with mother."
The siblings were hugging each other comfortably, loving smiles in their features.
…
This dream was also fading. Tsuri could hear a gruff voice somewhere trying to stir her awake. No, she didn't want to wake up. This was somewhat comforting to see. She wanted to dream more of them. She wanted to see more.
"Oi Sawada! Wake up!"
'Leave me alone. Let me sleep…'
"SAWADA! This isn't your house for you to be relaxing and sleeping!"
Tsuri groaned drowsily, lifting her head up. Their teacher was holding a notebook just ready to smack her in the head if she hadn't listened the first two times. She rolled her eyes. She hated when she was jolted awake, and much less if it were with violence.
"About time! If you're so keen on sleeping during a lesson, you can also answer the question on the board!"
Tsuri yawned, squinting her eyes to see an english sentence scribbled messily in chalk. She could make out certain words but there was no way she could tell what it meant. It was a moment, and an attempt for the teacher's 'I was right' lecture. Especially since it was the most hated and annoying teacher; Nezu-sensei.
He could take his bragging and high expectations up his—
Tsuri shrugged. "I don't know the answer at all. I could guess?"
'There's no way I'm going to let him humiliate me right now.'
"Hmm, this is why a student like you has no brain to learn. Your grades show that well."
Tsuri gave the stupid teacher a most well deserved snarl as a response, but before she could act on it and earn her a trip to the principals office, the bell rang to head for break. A god send too because Tsuri just had enough about learning in this foolish teacher's class and was more interested in food.
All the students exited the classroom and the only ones that remained in the class were a few, and a sleeping Tsuna with Gokudera patiently standing by his side like a loyal puppy. She could almost see the folded ears and tail wagging behind him.
Tsuri snickered mentally and grabbed her packed bento. She sat on the desk in front of her still sleeping brother and nudged him on the head with her hand.
"Tsuna…. Oi, it's lunch. Time to head to the roof," she whispered. No sudden movement.
"Stupid copy! Leave Juudaime alone to rest!"
"He needs to eat. And so do you," she sighed. "Tsunaaaaaa."
As if on cue two growls were emitted from Tsuna's and Gokudera's stomach, to which he denied with a blush on his face.
She let out a small tired smile.
She still wasn't used to him being around them yet but for some reason, it had given Tsuri a reason to latch herself to her brother. He was still so reluctant on having her around him but because Gokudera was out of control most times and couldn't handle him, it gave Tsuri excuses to come to his said rescue and take over. Which meant more arguing and insults being thrown left and right but Tsuna preferred that than having a student fly out a broken window.
Though in actuality, Tsuna and Tsuri found it nice to eat with each other. They hadn't done so in so long. The roof had been an empty spot for the longest so they chose to eat there. Gokudera was still adamant on being at peace with Tsuri following behind and the latter, but both were learning something about each other as the days passed. So maybe it wasn't so bad.
Tsuna woke up drowsily and stretched himself out. He turned his head left and right. "Huh? Where's everyone?"
Tsuri sighed. "It's break. Time to eat."
"Shall we head to the rooftop together Juudaime?" Gokudera beamed and grabbed his lunch too from his bag.
"U-Un. Let's go," Tsuna said and grabbed his own meal.
"She doesn't have to tag along today too does she Juudaime?"
"Tag along? Since when are you to decide when I can come along?"
"I'm his right hand man!"
Tsuri shrugged. His self claim to that title and position was so ridiculous she wanted to cackle. "If you say so Gokudera. If you say so."
Tsuna sighed. There they went, fighting. He hoped it wouldn't turn out to be about who could help him better than who. Tsuna was the older twin but Tsuri had taken the task to take care of him. And now that Gokudera was here, she wasn't so keen on letting him take her job.
Tsuna opened the door to the stairwell that led up and started walking without them.
'Are you going to tell him to stop hovering or am I? He's acting like he's in love with you.'
Tsuna fell off a stair caused by the shock. 'What the heck are you saying Tsuri! That's highly impossible!'
"Juudaime! Are you alright?" Gokudera rushed to his boss' side and picked him up gently. Tsuri's eyebrow twitched.
"I-I'm fine Gokudera-kun. Thank you." Gokudera only ushered him to be cautious while Tsuri's face became as sour as a lemon.
'Don't be surprised if he asks you to marry him or something...'
'Shut up he's not like that! You two need to leave me alone! And stop reading those yaoi mangas that you borrow from our neighbor!'
Tsuri rolled her eyes. That wasn't the point she was trying to get across. She could already tell tsuna didn't want either of them hovering. If he didn't stop him, then she wasn't going to either. Not until he understood it was her job to take care of her twin.
Later that day
"Are we done choosing teams?"
"There's two left."
One pair of twins stood in the field watching the teams on the left and right bicker on and on about who deserved who in their group.
"We want Tsuri-chan! She deserves to be in the best team! She's in the soccer team so she runs fast!" The left declared. A few girls growled in response to that.
"Then what about Dame-Tsuna?" one classmate asked. Everyone's eyes were on the other twin. Then the bickering started on who should have Tsuna on their team. Tsuna sighed, while Tsuri could feel the impulse to start kicking shins.
"I'm saying you can have No-Good Tsuna on your team!" the right said.
"No way! We don't want to lose!" The other side argued.
Tsuri and Tsuna looked at each other and sighed.
'We've played baseball when we were kids. You know how to hit. Your running isn't so bad either' Tsuri's caramel eyes eyed the bat and the balls at the batting cage behind them.
'I-I'm bad at baseball! What makes you think I can show them I'm good at it!' Tsuna's matching caramel orbs burned other ones a little irritated. 'I know one of them are going to choose you first so just let me be.'
Tsuri moved in a protesting stance. 'Can you stop degrading yourself for Nami's sake! What makes you think I'm also great at baseball! All I know is how to run away!"
Tsuna let out a breath of air. 'P.E is always such a pain.'
Tsuri bit her lips in regret. She had suggested Gokudera to go restock his dynamite with the thought that if he did it right now, he would be able to guard Tsuna more. How he got through the security of Hibari Kyoya was beyond her thinking. Oh well it wasn't her fault. Okay half her fault but he wasn't leaving Tsuna breathe some air away from his urge to fight every inanimate and breathing thing. Maybe she should have waited to prank him after PE. These boys were being assholes and actually needed some dynamite up their noses.
"Isn't it alright? Just join our team." Tsuna turned. It was the baseball star, Yamamoto Takeshi, and he was asking him to be on his team. Two teammates from the left group looked horrified.
"Are you serious Yamamoto? You don't have to let that loser in," the first one said. Tsuri raised a fist behind the tall boy, and the one who spoke jittered in fear.
"Don't be so stingy. I just have to keep them from hitting, right?" said Yamamoto with his usual grin.
"Well, if Yamamoto is saying so, alright."
Tsuri grabbed her hair into a ponytail and went to the right side where her team was waiting for her. Sending Gokudera away really wasn't such a good idea after all.
As the game started it's first round, it was finally Yamamoto's turn. He hit the ball and sent it flying far away in a home run.
"Oh, so sorry." Yamamoto said, grinning as he rushed to first base.
"Pft, you should use one arm to hit!" The right team said.
Tsuna just stared at the baseball freak, a bit awed and intimidated by the skill he had. His eyes followed up where the ball was still traveling and then caught sight of Reborn.
'Reborn! Why… is he looking at Yamamoto like that?'
'He's here again?' Tsuri heard Tsuna and followed his trail. The baby reflected a smirk, and a suspicious one as he turned back to probably one of his hiding spots again. 'That smirk doesn't bode well for the both of us.'
'What does he want with him? We don't talk to him much.'
Tsuri could feel waves of oppression. 'I don't think we want to know, but it's best if we avoid him. We already have Bakadera, we don't need to add more people into this stupid mafia issue.'
They watched Yamamoto come back to home base and handed the bat to Tsuna with his infamous grin, not knowing the frail boy was shaking his in gym clothes.
In the end, her team won, they lost. Apparently Tsuna knew how to hit the ball: on her own head that is. She has no chance to even run away and when it hit her head, she landed on the dirt with the ball inside her glove.
Tsuri gained consciousness in the nurse's office. She blinked out the sore pain coming from her head. Surely there would be a bump tomorrow. Tsuna had a good swing in him. She groaned and closed her eyes for a few more minutes. When she opened them again there she was, with a certain baby sitting on a chair. His black beaded eyes only intensified the atmosphere in the room.
She shot up from the bed quickly, suddenly fearing he'd make the headache worse than it should've been.
"R-Reborn? What are you doing here?"
"Checking up on my other useless student," he replied bluntly. He was holding the nurse's file and hummed questioningly. "It seems this isn't your first trip to the nurse's office this year."
Tsuri shrugged. "I'm more prone to getting hurt than Tsuna. Last month I tripped on the stairs and sprained my wrist. The month before that I got hit by a locker and bruised up my nose."
"Hm." The baby looked like he wanted to ask more but instead jumped down from the chair and headed towards the door.
"Thanks for checking up on me. Shows you care," she said sarcastically earning a glare from Reborn.
The white aura from when she woke up wasn't around him anymore. It was replaced with an aura that looked as if Reborn had a evil planned intent to commit if she continued to talk like that.
Tsuri gulped. She needed to find a less aggressive way to talk to him. He didn't flinch and instead had the way to make her pay for disrespect. She didn't want to mess with Reborn but her mouth just had to slip.
"Classes are done for the day, you should head home."
"I was knocked out for three more periods?! Are you serious!" Tsuri got up from the mattress and slipped on her shoes quickly. She nearly stepped and tripped over the curtain near the bed. "Who brought me here?"
"That one student from the other team. Tsuna couldnt carry you on his own so he helped." Reborn tilted his fedora and began to walk out. "Since Dame-Tsuna is staying after school today and you skipped your soccer practice, you can go buy more espresso. I've run out of my batch."
Tsuri felt irritation consume her head. Why couldn't he do it on his own? He had more time than her anyways.
"Just because I have more spare time doesn't mean I can do it Baka-Tsuri," Reborn commented. "They could kidnap a baby like me."
Tsuri sighed exhaustedly. Her tutor certainly liked to pull the younger card when he saw fit. She walked out of the room to go get her school back. She hummed in thought.
Exactly how old was Reborn? Was he even a baby to begin with?
She had a feeling she wouldn't get an answer even if she asked.
Sawada Residence
"! Why the hell are you polishing your gun inside our room for Nami's sake!" Tsuri cried as she came in her bedroom with a tray full of snacks and the coffe she had been asked for their demon tutor.
Reborn, aside from his mafia mission, was in fact an academic tutor. Said something that mafia people needed education besides their difficult job. It made Tsuri scoff. It was very contradictory but hey, each to their own.
Tsuna was doing homework under his watch. Tsuri didn't even want to start her own. Reborn used a very aggressive method to get them to learn. At first it was alarming a few weeks back that made her hide under her mom's apron. After than Nana was immune and didn't even bother questioning his methods. The twins had no choice but to just go with the flow of his teaching.
"It makes it easier for you two to fear me," said the baby. "Think of it as motivation for you two to do your work."
'It's not motivation but threats!'
Tsuna however wasn't paying attention and was taking out more undone homework from his bag with a smile.
"Eh, Tsuna, are you excited to do homework or something...?" Tsuri asked with a weird expression. She putting the tray down the coffee table that was in the middle of their room.
"Did something good happen?" Reborn picked up his espresso. Tsuna grabbed his tea.
"Can you tell? Today a popular kid came to me for advice. Man what to do what to do."
Tsuri decided to take advantage of their starting conversation to escape the papers in her school bag and turned on the small television in the corner of the room. She plugged in their game counsel to play an arcade fighting game. It had been a long day, and games would help with the incoming stress."Popular guy, asking you for advice? Who was it?"
Reborn stood up, drink in hand. "About that Yamamoto."
"HOW DO YOU KNOW!"
"Yamamoto?" Tsuri violently pressed the buttons of her controller after she made a wrong move.
"Make him your subordinate."
"WHA? You're going to turn my classmate into a mafia member too?! Tsuri, are you hearing this?!"
"Yeah yeah I'm hearing you… DAMNIT!" the twin sister's focus was still on the tv, the aggressive clicking making Tsuna sigh. "Reborn, stop dragging people we don't talk to into this mafia mess of yours!"
Tsuna sweat dropped at her behavior and then turned to face his tutor. "Shes right! And even if you wanted him in, Yamamoto is hot on baseball! I'm going to help him with his problem as a friend! Not a mafia recruitment!"
'These stupid twins have not learned yet,' Reborn thought. He pointed his polished gun towards Tsuna and Tsuri. He fired it and suddenly fire flames erupted in their direction like a guided waterfall.
"You should try getting hot too, especially you Baka-Tsuri," Reborn said, tapping the button as the two were screaming.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"
"ITS HOT ITS HOT WHY ARENT MY CLOTHES BURNING! REBORN WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!"
"HIEEEEEEEE MAKE IT STOP!"
Meanwhile downstairs as Nana was hanging laundry by the porch she heard the cries of agony her children were throwing out from their bedroom window. She giggled.
"My my aren't they having fun with Reborn-kun. I knew it was a good idea to call that flyer!"
Tsuri and Tsuna were covered in soot that came from nowhere. When they blinked out and coughed out some smoke from their lungs, they watched the direction that the flames had actually hit. Tsuri lost half of the hidden 'yaoi' manga that she borrowed from her neighbor and her snack stash she hid under her bed. Tsuna lost who knows what else since Reborn couldn't understand him behind his sobs.
"I DONT UNDERSTAND YOU MAMA! YOU DEFINITELY DO NOT KNOW WHAT TUTOR YOU CALLED!"
Next Day, after lunch
It was independent study, which meant no work was going to be done at all. Her homework hadn't been done since yesterday, but she didn't even feel the obligation to finish.
"Tsuri-chan? Are you okay?" Kyoko asked her from a few seats away.
'If I told you I had to run to school today because I almost got fried with fire' Tsuri's eyebrows twitched. 'She wouldn't believe me.'
"I… didn't get enough sleep…"
The other girl laughed at Tsuri's sleepy face and continued her task.
Tsuri was about to lay her head for another short nap when suddenly someone slid and banged the class door harshly, looking panicked. Tsuna and Tsuri raised an eyebrow in confusion. So did everyone else in their class.
Maybe Hibari Kyoya scared him or something. He was known for terrorizing students when they weren't in their classroom.
"HEY, EVERYONE!" he shouted, earning all the students attention. "YAMAMOTO IS ABOUT TO JUMP OFF THE ROOF!"
"Yamamoto from our class?" whispered a girl with glasses.
"Hm, that's impossible." Another whisper came about.
"There are good and bad pranks you know." grumbled a fan girl of Yamamoto
"When he stayed after school practicing yesterday, he went too far and broke his arm." The boy who shouted earlier informed them.
Tsuri's head shot up. Yesterday Reborn told her Tsuna had stayed after school to sweep up the fields with someone. Didn't he say he gave someone popular advice? She turned to the boy in a flash. Her stomach was turning. Was Tsuna behind this?
"Anyway, go to the roof!" the boy ordered, earning agreement from all students. "We need to do something!"
"Tsuna-kun, Tsuri-chan let's go!" Kyoko as she ran out of the class
"Uh, yeah! A-after I go to the bathroom…" answered Tsuna who quickly rushed out.
Worried and terrified, Tsuri ran after him, legs wobbly from the mile she'd done in the morning. She decided to ignore how her thighs screamed in pain but Tsuna being in involved in this mess was bigger than some sore muscles.
She opened the door to the roof after skipping some steps. There was a crowd on one side where they were halting Yamamoto's frightening attempt of his life and then there was Tsuna by the left corner, sitting and cowering with his hands over his head.
"You gave him advice? You know you're not supposed to do that with people we don't talk to!" Tsuri half yelled and half whispered in panic. "What did you tell him yesterday!"
"What should I do! I shouldn't have said anything to him!" Tsuna panicked.
"Tsuna that's no longer important! We need to do something! He can fall and hurt himself!"
"I can't face Yamamoto! What should I do!"
Tsuri caught a glimpse of a fedora and chameleon.
Tsuna paled. "What if i make it worse! I can't go show my face to him!" he cried, shaking by the minute.
Tsuri needed to do something and fast. It wasn't a joke or uncommon that a student would want to end their life. But the mere little fact that Tsuna was connected could entangle him for responsibility and that wasn't something she wanted to see. Tsuna was stupid as it came to certain situations and Tsuri was always willing to help him.
If Tsuna refused to do this, then it was up to her. She needed to push.
"Tsuna! This is serious!"
"I can't!"
She slammed her hand on the wall above his head. "For Nami's sake Sawada Tsunayoshi! My brother isn't someone who gives up and lets this happen! DO SOMETHING!"
Through the distance she could see Yamamoto's worn out sad smile. Her chest ached. It hit her chest hard and weirdly, it was like she understood the meaning behind it.
'What's going on…?'
Reborn stood in front of the twin on the floor, oddly surprised that Tsuri was urging and demanding something from Tsuna.
"Tsuna. She's right. You need to figure something out."
"But—"
"Tsuna!" Tsuri cried a little more desperately. There was a weird prickly sensation appearing in her vision and in her head. She pushed it down, shoved it down. instead it took over her own mind and now there were voices popping into her mind, unfamilar and yet familiar at the same time.
'Don't do it! You know that she always says things like that!'
…
'I know you're old enough to choose but please reconsider!'
…
'Killing yourself won't do good! Think about the littlest one! You know how much pain we'll be in if you die?!'
…
'ANYA!'
Tsuri felt something wet coming from somewhere. She touched her cheeks. Tears? Why was she crying?
….Who was Anya? Somehow and strangely she she could feel...
'Stop him.'
…
…
'You need to stop him before he commits the same mistake we almost did…'
…
'Stop him!'
Her chest felt heavy with feelings she had to let out, or she would be feeling remorse for this situation.
"T-Tsuri?! Why are you crying?!"
"Tsuna I'm begging you do something! He can't lose his life! Not like this!" She tried to speak coherently but she could not halt the emotions spilling out from her.
Tsuna scratched his head in panic, but then took a glance at Reborn, and his sister.
"You wanted to help Yamamoto as a friend right?" Reborn pointed Leon at him threateningly. And it didn't look like a dying will would come out from the end this time. "Then don't run away."
She was right. He needed to fix this. He could do it. He could certainly try.
But being held at gunpoint was NOT the way!
Tsuna raised himself quickly, running away with nerves almost shot out in fear. His feet then got tangled together in a mysterious way and he feel flat in front of everyone present to stop the other boy. A path had been split for him to near the rail since Yamamoto was staring at him with eyes devoid of all happy thoughts.
"Tsuna…"
"If you're trying to stop me, it's no use. You should be able to understand my feelings."
Tsuri followed behind, the fear in her system increasing the longer Yamamoto stayed behind the rail.
"For someone that's called 'Dame-Tsuna' all the time, you can understand the feeling of preferring to die over failing at everything right?" Yamamoto asked.
"Huh? Erm no." Tsuna answered, rubbing his head.
'Oi, what the hell kind of response is that?!' Tsuri mentally smacked her face at behalf of her brother's response. She never wanted to hit her brother as badly as she did right now.
Yamamoto's face scrunched up in anger. "How arrogant of the recently awesome Tsuna-sama. So you're a fine student now as opposed to me." Yamamoto said in a dark like manner, a taste of sarcasm inside it.
"N-No, that's wrong! It's because I'm no good!" Tsuna said. "Unlike you, I've never put any effort into anything. I arrogantly told you "effort" and such but I've really done nothing."
Tsuna turned to look at Tsuri's tear stained face and looked down, ashamed, "What I said yesterday was a lie... I'm sorry!" He apologized. "Saying you're so frustrated that you want to die, or you want to die because of a career-ending accident... Unlike you, I've never had those kinds of intense thoughts."
The raven haired boy could see Tsuna's hands balling into fists. "In fact, I'm a pathetic person who would have regrets when dying... Thinking if I'm going to die then I should've done it with dying will... Thinking it's a waste to die from something like this...
"So I can't understand your feelings. Sorry…" Tsuna decided that was enough. He turned around and took a step to run away. "Later!"
"You stop right there Sawada Tsunayoshi!" Tsuri stopped him by pulling his arms and dragging him back to where he had stood. "KONO BAKA! YOURE NOT DONE!"
"What do you mean I'm not done!"
"Yamamoto Takeshi!" The said person's saddened eyes turned to the other twin and they instantly turned huge. Her face was tear stained, red and blotchy. And it didn't look like she was doing anything to stop her eyes from shedding more tears because she kept drying it with her sleeve.
"Tsuna doesn't word things right. He degrades himself on a daily basis that he can't even say anything positive for once!" She hi-cupped and scolded, letting him go harshly.
"Effort or no effort, people find a will of life! If a purpose we built crumbles into dust at first, we don't just give up easily! We need to keep building more and more! Life isn't so fickle! So what if you broke your arm! It'll heal! If you still can't play even after you recover then you can worry about that after!"
The class blinked in surprise. What were the Sawada twins on? One day they were like bubbles in air and now? They were like persistent sun rays trying to peek itself through clouds.
Tsuri outstretched her hand for him to grab. Yamamoto stared at it wearily. But then Tsuna shyly extended his own. The broken armed boy swore he saw a hue of orange and honey in the twins' eyes.
Yamamoto stared at the Sawada twins in awe and smiled. He jumped to the other side of the fence, clearly backed down from jumping off the roof.
Class 1-A hung with their mouths open.
"Both of you!" the saved male smiles. "You're amazing."
"Eh?"
"Just like you said right? Have to do it with dying will. I don't know what I was thinking. Nothing good comes from my idiocy."
Tsuri crossed her arms, restraining the need to somewhat hit both of the boys in front of her. "Of course it doesn't! Use your head a little more, the both you!"
Yamamoto laughed guiltily at the girl and before he could apologize for making her cry he was approached by teachers that came rushing in quickly
Tsuri slung her arm over her brother's shoulder.
"Nice job. You just reversed what you committed. With my help of course."
Tsuna's mouth twitched in irritation. "S-Shut up! I'll make sure to apologize properly later!" He averted his gaze. "Also… sorry for making you cry. I didn't know you were that affected by this situation."
She wasn't. She couldn't and yet it happened. She rubbed her eyes, blushing in embarrassment. Then, Tsuri's eyes dimmed. "Um, Tsuna. Do we know anyone named Anya?"
Tsuna raised an eyebrow, then shook his head. "I don't think so. Why?"
Tsuri collapsed to the floor in an exhausted sigh, making Tsuna begin to fidget and worry about her state of mind. A name and voices couldn't just come and pop out of no where. What was that static TV like feeling she sensed? It was like those black and white sounds she saw whenever their cable lost signal. It had gritted her nerves and it had just taken over herself.
'Im losing it. I blame Reborn for this' She shrugged her shoulders, eyeing the tutor smirk weirdly at them.
'I need a break from this. I'm so exhausted.'
Tired as the twins would be, there were more people to deal with at home after school.
A cow child that was insanely annoying problematic. Tsuna had wanted to send him back but had integrated himself among their household and Nana. There was no returning him to Italy after that
.
Then there was a rose haired woman. Claiming she was in love with Reborn, mind you he was a baby, and needed the twins out of the way because they were chaining him down in Japan.
Tsuri wanted out from this mafia family. It was getting even more agitating at the fact that more strangers coming into their home and acting like it was hotel for them to stay.
After another avoidance with a poison cooking plate, Tsuri went to bed, questions in her mind. What more new events would come into their life? A life that had been just separated from her brother was now mashing together.
She let out a little smile.
Having Reborn around was a pain, but maybe he helped in some way. Maybe he was the fix to having Tsuna and her finally connecting more as siblings.
The angel was observing the 13 year old Tsukairi Sawada. She bit and pulled her hair out of her scalp. She could not believe this!
'I TOTALLY SAID THAT ANYA WOULD NOT REMEMBER HER MEMORIES! SO WHY IS TSU-CHAN DREAMING OF THEM!'
The angel started slapping herself.
"If the seal breaks… catastrophic consequences could ensue... I pray Anya and Tsuri can avoid that at all costs."
"They could break."
2015 me: (i cringe im so sorry)
oh the wonderous feels Anya has given us T^T
lool forward to the next chappie! We might as well start entering the Kokuyo Arc... Maybe I'll see...
Ciao Ciao!