What a ridiculous notion, Kyouya scoffed at the idea of it. Did Sawada take him for an idiot? People didn’t get stronger through embarrassment. That was plain idiotic. The crease in his brow plainly spoke of what he thought of Sawada’s stupid explanation.
And to think that wasn’t even one of the worse excuses he’d been forced to endure (right before he had bitten the herbivore to death).
Herbivores were such bad liars.
Shaking his head, the second part of Tsuna’s explanation only made him question the brunet’s sanity even more. “So now you are also admitting to substance abuse…?” Kyouya prowled closer to the Decimo, raising his tonfa to strike. “I’ll punish you.”
Or he would have had it not been for a burst of pink smoke.
Voice squeaking through a horrified expression, he wobbles a little on his feet, taking a step back. Preparing a defence that will no doubt fall flat in it’s face also, he stares instead as a familiar pink cloud appears, and Hibari is enveloped entirely. Now would be the perfect time to escape, to seek refuge, but.. Well, any Hibari was preferable to current Hibari. Younger would be adorable, he thinks with a smile, whereas older would be less likely to beat his ass into the ground. He seems to have some sort of respect for older Tsuna, after all.
Coughing a little, he waves some of the smoke away and takes a small step forward, weary of who he’s about to find.
“Are you okay..?”
Chrome furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as she stared at her boss. Why did he blush? And looked away? She should be the one who’s blushing and looking away; All because she couldn’t resist her boss’ cuteness— Wait, that’s wrong too. Blushing at the thought, she looked away as well.
Her gaze diverted back to Tsuna’s as he spoke up again. Even though, it’s a bit unclear whether the stuttering was due to his nervousness or fear, but his body language pretty much explained everything for the illusionist.
“I-I’ve seen it in a c-children’s book…” She replied. Well, that’s how it was. She had never seen a real leopard and she’d like to see one. Innocent. It was almost a perfect word for Chrome if only she wasn’t involved in the mafia together with everyone else.
The purple-haired girl brought a hand to cover her mouth, preventing herself from laughing; though, she still chuckled in the end. She knew that Tsuna was scared of such animals, and it’s a bit selfish of her to say that, but it’s the truth and she didn’t want to lie to the person she trusted a lot.
“Leopards are lovely…” She said softly, trying to encourage the young boss to try to see them first. May be he would love them? ….But then again, this was Tsuna we’re talking about. The Dame-Tsuna. Useless-Tsuna. Unlucky-Tsuna. He didn’t get those titles for nothing. May be the leopards would try to eat him in the end. But either way, she’d protect him anyway; Both because of her role as Tsuna’s Mist Guardian and her role as Tsuna’s friend.
How rude, Chrome! You didn’t know him through the initial useless phases, just the later useless phases, and to be fair – when surrounded by people like Yamamoto and Kyoko, of course someone like Tsuna is going to seem a little lacklustre in comparison. He kinda liked being able to slack off; the days he spent skipping school to play games seemed so far ago, but at least without any aim in his life, there was no pressure to go with it.
“I guess they’re pretty cool…”
All powerful and sleek and pretty looking, but he couldn’t really get over the whole teeth sharp enough to tear a man into pieces thing. As the train arrives, he gently guides his illusionist inside, unable to find a seat right now. Ah, why are these things always so damn busy..? Hn. Grabbing ahold of something to keep himself upright, he gives a wavering smile, unsure what to say. Of course the leopards are going to be the first thing they see, he’s promised, right..?
“Leopards and lions and tigers…”
Perhaps bears? Ehehehe, he hates that stupid movie, with all that singing and those magical shoes only girls can wear. Not fair.. Anyway, he’s fairly sure that he won’t get eaten by anything today, yet even if an animal does come after him, he can always fly away this time! Finally, dying will flames have a mundane utility.
“…Do you think I could use the flames to cook..?”
No, but she may certainly think he’s an idiot after such a thought. Good thing he’s already used to people thinking that about him, right?
brightskieswithlions started following you
“Tsuna-kun!” The raven calls out to the younger brunette then waves to him. “Yo, Tsuna-kun, wait up!” Walking a bit faster, he catches up to the shorter male. “We should walk home together, we’re heading in the same direction.” He smiles his usual smile he gave when he was around Tsuna.
It was always fun anyway, walking home with a friend rather than alone. Plus, you know, if he happened to be randomly attacked by a maniacal sort-of baby, at least he wouldn’t have to fight alone? Hehe…he..
Stretching out, he shoves his bag up a little further onto his shoulder and beams at Yamamoto.
“No practise today?”
Chrome opened her mouth to say that it’s okay, only to have it closed again as soon as she noticed that the boss was avoiding her gaze. ‘….I-Is he mad..?’ she thought in panic. Really, Chrome, stop ruining this hang out with your nonsensical thoughts..
Covering her mouth with her hand in an attempt to shut herself up, she noticed Tsuna’s action. ‘…Should I protest about it…?’ she thought to herself. But before she could even finished her thought, the tickets were already bought. There went her chance of protesting him.
“S-So! Zoo time…”
A disbelieving look crossed Chrome’s face as he said that. Really? Going to the zoo? Of course, she didn’t mind at all, but… He bought the train tickets only for going to the zoo with her? Train tickets weren’t cheap, at least she knew that much.
Her train of thoughts though was cut off by the look Tsuna was giving her. ‘How unfair of him to give that kind of look…’ she thought as she pouted. He should have known that she couldn’t reject him when he did that. Biting her lips gently, she followed him rather reluctantly.
“Looking forward to anything..? I-I’d kinda like to see the penguins..”
Upon hearing this, she looked up, the pout still visible on her face. “….Leopard..?” She asked innocently, her doe-like amethyst eye staring at the brunet’s. She had always liked leopard somehow. They’re cute for her.
Of course it’s not unfair to give any sort of look, cause he’s totally kawaii, Chrome, gosh. I mean what. Anyway, rocking on the balls of his feet, Tsuna manages to look into Chrome’s eyes for all of a second before spluttering out an agreement, turning a little pink as he tilts his head away, wondering how on earth it’s possible for him to turn to dough instantly with just a little look. Gosh, she’s just so adorable sometimes. Wait what.
“Leopards? S-Sure! We’ll see them first!”
Voice, stop betraying him; he doesn’t need to sound like a girl himself, especially not now of all times. He’s perfectly capable of embarrassing himself on his own, thank you very much. Hmpf. Scratching the back of his head, he idly wonders if the leopards will look anything like Uri, or is she a cheetah? He always gets those confused, after all. Maybe they’ll be just as… Lovely… as the little cat? At the very least, he can safely assume that none of the lions will be as sweet as his own little cub. Ehehe.
“Have you ever seen leopards before? I can’t remember if I have or not.. Guess every time I go to the zoo, there’s always a distraction, or somethin’ more exciting to see. No-Not that leopards aren’t exciting! I-I just mean, you know, sometimes the animals escape a-and it’s hard to admire something that’s trying to eat you..”
The mention of the baby certainly attracted Kyouya’s attention, the prefect standing a little straighter. Out of all of the infants that were running around, Sawada Tsunayoshi’s baby tutor was certainly the most interesting of them all. Besides from maybe the Storm Arcobaleno, but that would be because of a different reason altogether. His eyes narrowed in thought.
Some of the herbivores were not off their mark when they thought there was some relation between him and Fon. They didn’t need to know that, however.
“… Training.” Well Kyouya had observed the baby hitman shooting at the brunet in front of him multiple times before. It has always amused him to watch Tsuna running around like a headless chicken. However… There was still something fishy about his tale.
“And why, pray tell, does the baby see it fit for you to strip down to your undergarments and run around Namimori in them? Do you fight better when you are… exposed?”
What? Was the baby some kind of weird pervert, then? Kyouya had heard the cases of paedophiles before, but never has he encountered a situation where it was the reverse. How quaint.
“He.. He gives me this, um…”
How to explain this..? If Hibari was the type of guy to think the flames were fuelled by annoyance, how would he believe that Tsuna’s training with them began with, well, exposing himself to the world and running around like a headless chicken? Of all the tasks he could ever suffer through, Tsuna knows that attempting to lie to Hibari will be the hardest of them all and, most likely, will be the death of me.
“Mm.. Well, it’s like, a-a special type of training..?”
Not exactly wrong, after all.
“He, um.. He believes that I… I’ll get stronger through embarrassment?”
What the hell is he even saying any more, this isn’t fair goddamn it. It would probably be easier at this point to just give in, and allow himself to be beaten to death; at least then he wouldn’t have to run around naked, either.
“…He shoots me with this, um.. This stuff that makes me all happy to be naked and energetic? Like a rush of energy…”
Oh hell no now he just sounds like a drug addict. Fuck, Reborn, this is entirely your fault, you sadist.
At Tsuna’s rather unenthused reaction to her question, an immediate pout settled on her lips. Well she supposed it would be that way. They had only face-to-face encounters via the ring and at those times she had tried to be as aloof and serious as she could. Taking up the mantle of being the Vongola Donna was no laughing matter. She had to be certain of Tsuna’s resolve, as much as she did like the girl herself.
“Of course it is.” She answered for her, looking down at her. For once she was taller than someone - though that may be because of the age difference between her physical appearance and Tsuna.
Brightening again once Tsuna gave her permission to hug/glomp/pounce her when she could, the puppy eyes disappeared just as abruptly as they had appeared, Giotto was back to her cheery self. Petting Tsuna’s mop of gravity-defying brown hair, she smiled. “Okay. I can live with that.”
Her hand dropping away from her hair, Giotto took the time to properly observe her, her eyes sweeping over her form. “Hmm… Where are your guardians, missy? There should always be one with you at all times.” She frowned at the obvious negligence to the Decimo’s well being. If they couldn’t do it now, how were they going to manage when Tsuna finally inherited the Vongola Famiglia?
Giotto was nothing like Tsuna remembered; where was the serious, dependable leader of the Vongola Family Tsuna remembered, and why was the woman suddenly replaced by this hugging, giggling… Girl? It was all a bit bizarre, if she was honest, but whatever. Standing here, thinking about how odd her ancestor was wasn’t exactly constructive, and standing here in the middle of the street with such a bizarre person wasn’t going to be helpful to her ever worsening reputation.
“…Eh? My guardians?”
Because playing innocent was always the way to go, of course. Giving a gentle, some would say sheepish smile, Tsuna shrugs her shoulders, kicking at the ground as she starts to walk, slowly, in the direction of her home. Her school bag was getting pretty heavy on her shoulder, after all.
“I don’t know where they are..?”
It was just a normal day, after all, and she couldn’t expect her friends to be with her always. Wasn’t it good to give them all their own space once in a while? God knows she enjoyed not having the pressure of being the boss 24/7, so Giotto bringing it up isn’t exactly welcome right now.
“This is Namimori… It’s usually safe, you know? The only times it isn’t is when.. Well, when Mafia stuff happens.”
Which Giotto brought here, might Tsuna add, so the woman has no right to lecture Tsuna on safety when it is entirely her fault Tsuna’s life is in danger to begin with.
After spending minutes of practically squeezing the life out of Tsuna, the Vongola Primo eventually calmed down enough to allow the brunette to escape her embrace, overjoyed as she was that Tsuna had returned her hug.
“How? I’m not certain myself… But isn’t it great that I’m here now?” Giotto decided to leave out that perhaps one explanation could be that the ring was tired of her whining to be let out (but lets just keep that a secret between you and me). A wide grin spread across her face, completely oblivious to the fact that she currently stuck out like a sore thumb in her current attire - her favourite suit ensemble accompanied with her trademark clock and mantle - and her colouring. She was obviously a foreigner.
And a weird one to boot.
“Not do what again?” Giotto asked her cluelessly. Then it hit her. And she made an expression that was completely unfitting for someone of her position. “You mean I’m not allowed to hug my descendent?”
A pair of honeyed pupped dog eyes turned down towards her.
Arms still flailing up until the moment Giotto relaxes her grip, Tsuna takes a grateful gulp of air, till her lungs are full with the beautiful breathable substance. Running her hands along her skirt, straightening out her appearance, she gives a gentle shrug at Giotto’s words, not exactly sure how to answer.
“Well.. I guess it is?”
Though Tsuna was fairly sure her mother would get a little worried that she was standing in the middle of the street talking to a completely strange foreigner like this, especially one dressed so bizarrely. Then again, Nana Sawada accepted the fact that her husband apparently did odd jobs all around the world despite the lingering scent of gunpowder around him, so Tsuna couldn’t erase the possibility that Giotto would be welcomed with a grin and a hearty meal.
“…Yo-You’re allowed to hug me, just.. Just give me warning…”
Pouting just a little, Tsuna averts her gaze and clings onto her shirt, not wanting to stare into those puppy eyes.
Kyouya was decidedly unimpressed with his reply, especially since Sawada Tsunayoshi had decided to question his information. Something which he prides himself on… So to be questioned like his, no doubt was a sting to his pride. He wasn’t going to forgive the brunet any time soon - not that Kyouya was the epitome of forgiveness and mercy.
“You are the only one who runs around in their boxers in such a…” He paused to find the right word for it. “… Flamboyant manner. It is pretty distinctive when it is you who is indecently running around the neighbourhood.”
It was almost as bad as the boxing herbivore. But at least he didn’t run around in his boxers. Kyouya would certainly have issues with that.
“… If you insist that it isn’t you, then bring me the real culprit.” Kyouya raised an eyebrow, smirking as he knew Tsuna wouldn’t be able to fulfil such an impossible demand.
“…Would it help if I said it was the baby’s fault..?”
With anyone else, this would no doubt fall flat on it’s face as a form of escaping punishment, but didn’t Hibari have a weird obsession with Reborn? Kicking at the dirt on the ground, Tsuna gives a curious look up through his lashes, trying to appear as innocent as possible.
“He uses it as a form of training… I-I can’t escape without, you know, getting shot.”
Well, actually, he gets shot to begin with, which is sorta why he’s in this sorry mess and why he’s decided to give up on finding excuses; Hibari obviously doesn’t believe him after all, and Tsuna isn’t smart enough to even think about who could pass as the real culprit in his stead. Somehow he doesn’t think Hibari would believe the excuse that Tsuna was the weaker of two twins, and that the stronger version of himself that Hibari seems interested in is the one to blame, mainly because even he doesn’t believe such a ridiculous lie.
Humming gently under her breath as she heads down the stairs, school uniform on, Tsuna tugs her skirt down and shrugs out the knot in her shoulders. Ah, why does she have to be so small..? Fighting leaves more bruises than skin when she’s done, and Tsuna is getting very sick of finding new marks upon herself every time she washes blood from herself. Freezing when she sees the time, the Decimo moans and picks up a bit of toast, forgoing her mother’s lovingly prepared meal to run out of the door after pecking the older woman’s cheek in goodbye. She’s going to be so late, damn.. But at least she won’t be the only one, right? Gokudera usually waits for her, and, sure enough, her right hand woman is standing at the end of the path, cigarette firmly in mouth.
Barrelling into the Italian, Tsuna grips onto her arm and encourages her to run. Not like the bomber will care about being late, but the brunette will find herself in trouble if she doesn’t hurry. Shooting an apologetic grin back at Gokudera, she squeezes the taller girl’s arm.
“W-We should hurry..”
A worried look passed Chrome’s face before disappearing quickly. Why was he apologizing so much today? The last time… …When was the last time they went out together?
She blushed at the sudden contact. Really, it was rare for Tsuna to hold her hand so casually like this. Well, she could only hope that Tsuna had trusted her a bit more. Looking down, she frowned in worry as he squeezed her hand tighter. And tighter.
“U-Um… B-Boss… I-It hurts…” Well, not exactly. But it was indeed too much for a normal squeeze. What should she do now? Everything that she did was considered as an act of comforting him. Biting her lips softly, she looked up in determination. No matter what, by the end of this hang out, she was going to make him trust her as a friend.
Releasing his grip immediately, he doesn’t attempt to look at her, not wanting Chrome to see the embarrassed blush that creeps across his cheeks. Fumbling with his wallet instead, he counts out the money for the train tickets and stumbles over to the machine, quickly purchasing them before Chrome can protest - if she would at all, of course.
“S-So! Zoo time…”
The last time he went was.. Well, it was with Kyoko, on a sorta date that turned out to not be a date and wow, how embarrassing was that day? At least this time he figured that they knew where they both stood, and that this was one hundred percent completely not a date in any way, right? Swallowing a lump quickly gathering in his throat, he heads up the stairs towards the platform, shooting the illusionist a look to make sure she’s still willing to come with him as he shoves his hands into the pockets on his hoody.
“Looking forward to anything..? I-I’d kinda like to see the penguins..”
Such cute little things, all unable to fly and everything.. Hehehe.