Another Light for Guardian~ To Become Your Light Chapter 4 ...XDDD
To Become Your Light
Fandom: Katekyou Hitman Reborn
Author: lunaryu
Language: English
Genre: Drama/Friendship/Romance (AU)
Pairing: main Yamamoto x Tsuna, slight everyone x Tsuna
Rating: T/15+
Summary: Ever since saving Irie and losing his sight some years ago, Tsuna can see things more than when he still had his sight. He can see things about people around him that can’t be seen by mere eyes, and his friends find the warmest place beside him….
This is chapter 4: ENJOY! XD
A/N: Yeey, thanks for wating for this chapter! Hope I didn't make you wait for too long! Now, please enjoy the next chapter XD
Disclaimer: KHR belongs to Amano Akira
Warning: some foul language, shounen ai-yaoi (everyone x Tsuna), AU (some of characters have different ages from its actual story, and Tsuna is not Vongola boss here even if there will be mafia also in this story, and he’s not a coward in this story)
Chapter 4: Reunion! The Young Man whose Soul is in Baseball (2)
Sometimes later… (Yamamoto was still hugging Tsuna so dearly in his arms, and Tsuna couldn’t move because of the shock)
“Um…, Mr. Customers,” suddenly the maid appeared of nowhere and spoke to them hesitantly.
“Huh?”
Tsuna immediately realized upon hearing the maid’s voice…that they were still inside a café. Then he also could hear the other customers whispering at each other, some giggling and even snickering. Suddenly he felt reaaaaally hot and wanted to run away from that place while his face was getting redder and redder.
“Ah, sorry,” Yamamoto also realized that he had done something so stupid and he blushed lightly at that while laughing sheepishly. “I was carried away,” he said while loosening his hug from the boiling squid a. k. a., Tsuna. Then he dismissed the maid after telling her that Tsuna was his really old friend he just missed him so much.
The maid giggled heartily at Yamamoto’s quick and jumpy explanation for awhile before leaving the two guys in an amused look.
Tsuna was still silent. He didn’t dare to speak or he was sure that he would get redder, authentically more embarrassed than right now. Yamamoto only scratched his head nervously.
“Ah, I am sorry, Tsuna. I must have surprised you,” the taller boy said again while sitting back to his chair.
Tsuna followed him right after hearing the boy sat. Then he coughed slowly, face still red because of the embarrassment. “Um…,” he began slowly though. “Why did you do that, Yamamoto?” Tsuna asked eventually.
Yamamoto blushed again in a nervous look. “Ah, um, well…I just…couldn’t stand anymore…,” he said slowly.
“Eh?” Tsuna then looked at his face, not that he could see what kind of expression Yamamoto made, but at least he wanted to feel that he looked at his eyes when he talked to the other boy. Yamamoto was still silent when Tsuna decided to ask that matter as well. “Yamamoto, why did you apologize to me just now?”
“Eh…?” Yamamoto looked at Tsuna’s curious look awkwardly. “Um…that…, well, it’s because I doubted you earlier,” he said slowly while looking at the table now, not daring to look straightly at Tsuna’s face anymore while confessing his guilt.
“Huh?” No Tsuna was seriously confused. “Doubting me…? What do you mean?” the smaller boy asked further as he could only perform that questioning sign on his face.
“Um…about you being dropped out,” Yamamoto began again, “I thought…you ran away from them….” The boy tried to explain slowly and lowly, trying to make Tsuna understand.
“Running away? From what?” the browned haired beauty asked, still confused.
“You see, you had ever told me that you would never lose and run away from reality, because you would not give up just because your friends always pick on you. However, the next day you suddenly disappeared and our class president only told us that you dropped out. I had never heard about the accident and the circumstances you got in afterwards, and thus I thought you lied to me about those cool lines and chose to run away instead,” Yamamoto said while covering his forehead, sweat still prickling out from his face as he tried to explain why he should apologize.
His voice is trembling….
Tsuna thought.
“And I thought…you ran away, dropping out because I was being an ignorant idiot that had no sensitivity towards your problem. I was so…,” Yamamoto could not finish his line. He gritted his teeth in a regretful look.
“I am sorry,” Tsuna spoke suddenly, surprising Yamamoto. The taller boy lifted his face, once more looking at Tsuna’s solemn look. “I…have been worrying you all this time…,” the brown haired boy said and then smiled that sweet reassuring smile he had, making Yamamoto’s heart thump faster in a second. “Yamamoto, thank you for being worried about me, I am so happy,” he continued again and the taller boy couldn’t maintain his expression again and began to sniff.
“Damn, Tsuna…. How can you impact me like this?” he asked while chuckling slowly, but he still sniffed as well. Tsuna just smiled pathetically, being able to hear his friend sniff, and guessing that he must have been crying again. “And why are you apologizing? It’s me who didn’t believe in your words and selfishly decided that you ran and gave up. I was the one who was at fault all this time. I have no right to stand as your friend,” he continued still covering his face as he tried to dry his tears.
“Ba-ka, there’s no need of ‘having right or having no right’ to become a friend. Your feeling at that time was delivered to me properly when you helped me. And you know?” Tsuna leaned his body to the table, reaching Yamamoto’s face with his hand. “I often noticed you look at me whenever I got trouble, and then you would clench your fists as if you were telling me not to give up, and to fight back.” Tsuna held Yamamoto’s hands that covered his face, and put them aside so he could touch it, to feel his expression and his overwhelming feeling. “I was really-really happy at that time,” the smaller boy said as he cupped Yamamoto’s cheek which was as red as tomato now.
“Eh, um…,” Yamamoto was definitely troubled by the closeness, the touch, and the warmth he got suddenly from the smaller boy, but he couldn’t say anything because he also couldn’t deny that he longed for those actions.
Honestly, Yamamoto was afraid of being too close to other people personally. Even if he had his fan girls and a lot of male friends, none of them were true friends. He couldn’t consider them true friends because he always put a mask on his face, and no one had noticed the real him.
Still, he didn’t know why he felt different for Tsuna. He just couldn’t really get it, but it seemed Tsuna could see through him. Now…or that time, Yamamoto could say honestly what he was thinking in front of the boy. Perhaps, well, just maybe, Tsuna would not give a damn of what he was thinking. He just wanted to make a friend, that’s why he could be so patient hanging around with those delinquents back then.
Yamamoto noticed that too, so he thought Tsuna wouldn’t mind if Yamamoto just became Yamamoto, and not a baseball star, everyone’s ideal idol. He was sure Tsuna would still smile at him and chat with him normally and he would listen to his problems and then tried to help him overcome them.
Yamamoto didn’t know why, but…this Sawada Tsunayoshi had that kind of effect on people. The ability of reassuring people…as if everything would turn out just fine; Yamamoto somehow believed that. That’s why he felt so betrayed when Tsuna went away. It seemed he had left him when he began to attach to him. Yamamoto was just incredibly upset at that thought.
Yamamoto looked at Tsuna’s gentle expression once more. Then he also smiled and held Tsuna’s hand while closing his eyes, feeling the warmth that was transmitted from the other boy’s hands. “I am really glad that I can see you again, Tsuna….” Yamamoto spoke lowly and Tsuna smiled even more widely when he heard the reassured voice Yamamoto made and the soft gentle aura that was reflected around him. He was able to comfort his friend. Tsuna was really glad at that.
“I am happy to see you too….”
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After leaving the café, the two boys (Yamamoto and Tsuna) were walking closely to the market in shopping center. Yamamoto was just following the smaller boy when Tsuna tried to remember where the heck the shop his mother went frequently to get the thing!
“I was pretty sure it was right here…,” Tsuna mumbled in an irritated look.
“Um…,” Yamamoto suddenly interrupted Tsuna’s concentration, earning his curious face. “What kind of shop we’re looking for, Tsuna?” he asked, pretty sure to help his friend if he was in a trouble. Tsuna couldn’t see after all.
Still, Yamamoto was still unable to imagine what kind of training Tsuna had gone through to be able to walk freely like that in the town despite his blindness. How could he do that? It was such a mystery that Yamamoto was willing to hear every detail of it if he was given a chance to.
“Ah…actually,” Tsuna reached to Yamamoto’s face again and once again cupped Yamamoto’s cheek. Thus he traced his finger on it to Yamamoto’s surprisingly sensitive ear and pulled Yamamoto closely to him while leaning his face as well.
“Ekh-!” Yamamoto was really shocked and panicked when Tsuna was so close like that suddenly, and he seriously thought that the boy would kiss him when suddenly Tsuna whispered something to his ear. He even had closed his eyes as anticipation, but then the smaller boy only pulled him because the difference of height bothered him when he wanted to whisper.
Yamamoto’s heart thumped fast when Tsuna’s warm breath and his gentle voice tickled the taller boy’s ear. He seriously began to imagine inappropriate things that should have never popped up in his head in the first place, but it just did, and it really bothered Yamamoto, embarrassing him in the state that he could blush really hard like right now.
Tsuna is a freaking boy for God sake!
Yamamoto’s mind was screaming the sense out of his head.
“Yamamoto?” Tsuna was pretty oblivious of it, since he couldn’t see Yamamoto’s face, but still, he felt the changing aura around him though. The blue refreshing aura waved around rapidly, as if it were ocean wave in a storm.
Why does Yamamoto’s aura feel disturbing suddenly?
Tsuna thought wonderingly.
“Eh, w-what?” Yamamoto tried to act calmly, but it failed miserably because he was stuttering! OMG! Yamamoto clasped his mouth with his hand.
“Are you alright? Did something happen?” Tsuna asked him a bit concerned.
“Ah, no! I am fine; it’s nothing, really,” Yamamoto responded to him while waving his hands around, unaware that his action of those wavering hands would not make any effect since Tsuna couldn’t see him.
Tsuna was more concerned on Yamamoto’s wavering voice and changing aura. It indeed felt disturbing, but…was it just his imagination?
“Yamamoto, if you have something you’re worried about, you can tell me anytime you know,” Tsuna spoke again in that worried expression. “I’ll listen to whatever you say, so you shall not blame yourself on anything,” he continued in guilty look.
Yamamoto raised his eyebrows when he looked Tsuna’s guilty look. “Why are you making that face?” he asked suddenly.
“Um, I thought…you blamed yourself of what happened to me. Maybe it’s just my imagination, but…I really don’t want you to think like that. It was not your fault, so…,” Tsuna rambled more, slowly. Still, he was making sure that Yamamoto would not get depressed again after what happen last year. He didn’t want Yamamoto to blame himself after all.
“I-it isn’t like that, Tsuna,” Yamamoto replied quickly. “I indeed feel guilty that time because I couldn’t help you, but…I don’t blame myself, really. Moreover, the ones who always picked on you a year ago realized that the school was boring if you’re not there,” Yamamoto said and slowly tried to drift the story to another subject.
“Eh?” Tsuna was surprised when he heard that.
“You see, those trio from our next door’s class, as you predicted, they became unstable when you’re not around, and they felt losing you so much they became quiet,” Yamamoto said while grinning pathetically.
“I see,” Tsuna smiled small. “They’re fine then. That’s enough,” he continued in relieved look.
“Eh?” Yamamoto looked at Tsuna weirdly. “Wait a sec, Tsuna. I didn’t mean it like that. I thought you would be glad if they at least thought about you and felt regretful about what they did,” he continued.
“No, I am glad if they’re not depressed. They get easily depressed if something happen not as they had planned. That’s why I was there for them, so they can relieve their stress,” Tsuna smiled again in happy look. “It’s good they didn’t pick on another guy,” he smiled again cheerily now.
Yamamoto was dumbstruck. “I never can understand what you’re thinking…,” the taller boy spoke lowly as he looked at another way. This Tsuna-boy was too kind to his own good.
Tsuna giggled at that. “Shou-chan and Reborn said the same thing,” he spoke in amused look.
“Eh, you can hear that?” Yamamoto was really surprised. He thought he had lowered his voice enough not to be heard by the boy beside him.
“Well, what can you expect from a blind man? My ears are pretty sensitive and sharp,” Tsuna grinned happily at that.
Yamamoto chuckled as he looked at Tsuna’s confident look. “You really look more confident than a year ago, Tsuna,” he said fondly.
“Really? Wow, I actually got a lot of compliments lately. I must thank Reborn seriously now!” he exclaimed in sure look.
“Um…,” suddenly Yamamoto felt curious after hearing that name twice. “Who is this Reborn you’ve been talking about?” he asked slowly.
“Hmm? Oh, Reborn? Remember I told you I have a home tutor, right? His name is Reborn. He’s really an extreme crazy Spartan, and his way to train is outrageous, but he actually thinks a lot about me. I can become who I am right now thanks to that inhuman bastard,” Tsuna said again in bright smile.
“Your words don’t match your expression at all. You look actually enjoy that training of his,” Yamamoto sweat dropped.
“Hey, I don’t favor his way of training! Seriously, he’s a devil in angel disguise! It’s a miracle I can stay alive after his training course. Everyday I would receive those traps and surprise attacks, and believe me, he’s too paranoid!” Tsuna said seriously while clenching his fists hard.
Yamamoto only laughed lightly at that. “He was sure like a devil in your story,” Yamamoto said again.
“Say, talking about training,” Tsuna said again suddenly, remembering something. “What about you, Yamamoto? How far have you gone in baseball?” he asked while smiling in spirit, really willing to hear the stories of Yamamoto’s achievement in baseball tournament.
Yamamoto widened his eyes in a shocked look as he heard that. He suddenly stopped walking and became uncomfortably silent. Tsuna followed him to stop. Then he tried to look at Yamamoto (no use, he couldn’t see exactly where he was behind him). “What’s wrong, Yamamoto? You suddenly become really silent,” Tsuna asked wonderingly.
“I…,” Yamamoto began after being silent for almost three minutes. Tsuna walked closer to him. “I…have stopped playing baseball,” he continued, really coldly.
“Eh…?!” Tsuna widened his eyes in a complete shock when heard that. He stopped dead in his track; unable to move as he felt paralyzed when he heard that. His expression was priceless he couldn’t even imagine.
“I have stopped playing baseball,” Yamamoto repeated slowly. “Now I am concentrating in my study because I have to face the final exam and the entrance exam in a high school I chose,” he continued, but his voice was really chilly, or more like expressionless. Tsuna even could imagine what kind of face Yamamoto made when he said that with his flat voice.
Tsuna was still silent for a minute before he spoke again. “Why?” he asked not releasing his gaze from Yamamoto’s eyes.
“Why…you asked? Like I said, I have to study, so…,”
“That’s not an answer!” Tsuna cut suddenly with stern voice, surprising Yamamoto. Tsuna lifted his face and looked at Yamamoto with those cloudy brown serious eyes. “Why do you stop playing baseball?” he repeated his question, now with subject and object, clearly.
Yamamoto was silent again. He didn’t know how to answer the question, so he avoided it. “Is my study-reason not enough?” he asked back.
“Yamamoto, studying is not a reason you stop playing baseball. You can take a break from it, but you absolutely won’t stop playing at all. You will play again after everything is done!” Tsuna insisted. “That can’t be the reason,” he shook his head and then clutched Yamamoto’s arms. “What happened?” he asked now in a pleading look. “The Yamamoto I know…won’t give up the thing he loves most,” he continued slowly in worried tone. “What happened to you, Yamamoto?”
Yamamoto couldn’t answer that question straight away. He was silent again and Tsuna felt a really bad feeling about it. He even began to think that Yamamoto stopped playing baseball to punish him self of what happened to Tsuna a year ago. If he really did it because of that reason, Tsuna would be really mad at him.
“I…probably felt tired of it,” suddenly Yamamoto spoke lowly, bringing Tsuna back from his train of thought to reality. Tsuna still clutched Yamamoto’s uniform tightly, but the other boy just brushed it off gently. “I…don’t know since when, but…I can no longer enjoy playing baseball,” he continued. “The strict training, the higher target, the high expectation, everything seemed burdening my back,” he continued slowly still with that flat voice. “It’s heavy….”
Tsuna loosened up his clutch from Yamamoto while listening to his voice, heavy atmosphere suddenly enveloping the air. Tsuna felt extremely uneasy at the change atmosphere again.
“Were you running away?” Tsuna asked suddenly, wanting to break the tension.
Yamamoto snapped and looked at Tsuna with that hard expression, not that Tsuna could see it; he just felt that Yamamoto was being stubbornly tense that time.
Yamamoto was still silent facing the sharp question. Then he sighed while smiling pathetically. “Probably,” he responded to it slowly. “I was scared that I couldn’t answer those expectations because I originally had nothing to begin with. I tried my best to reach what I could. Still, it wasn’t enough. I was not doing it well enough. If only I had more talent…this arm would not….” Yamamoto stopped again, unable to say the rest as he shifted uneasily, grabbing his right arm slowly.
Tsuna narrowed his eyes. Damned it, if only he could see Yamamoto now, if only he could see his expression, he would be sure what to do. Tsuna then closed his eyes, trying to analyze how Yamamoto felt from his voice and his gloomy aura.
He’s suffering…
Tsuna could tell that much. Still, why was he suffering? Was it because he indeed ran away, or…. Tsuna had to take the risk.
“You have done your best,” Tsuna spoke slowly, earning Yamamoto’s attention once again. Tsuna reached out his hand. Then he touched Yamamoto’s right arm gently. “I was wondering why you thought about it so hard, so difficultly, Yamamoto,” he continued and now looking at Yamamoto’s face softly. “Everyone’s expectations? Higher target? What the hell was that? I never thought that you would think something as complicated as that,” Tsuna said again now making a face as if he wanted to laugh.
“What do you mean by that?” Yamamoto asked, not really catching what Tsuna was trying to say.
“Ba-ka,” Tsuna said while sighing. “Why do you have to meet their expectation? It’s not important at all. Have you really forgotten? Why do you play baseball in the first place?” he asked.
Eh…?
Now Yamamoto widened his eyes in a surprised look.
Why…do I start playing baseball?
He asked his self as he thought, trying to remember his long forgotten passion.
The field…, the hot tournament, the thrill of waiting his turn, and the effort which he put when he hit the ball, when he ran to reach the base, and the glory when he reached the top, when he won the game, the sound of people cheering him, that feeling, that hot, passionate feeling….
“You only have to enjoy the game, don’t you?” Tsuna asked in his smile.
“Ah…,” Yamamoto looked at his hands in confusion, feeling overwhelming suddenly.
“See, it isn’t difficult. You just have to throw that useless burden out of your sense. You only have to enjoy the game, feel that thrilling moment, reaching the please and the satisfaction when you win it. That’s the only matter. It doesn’t matter you have talent or not. You will automatically work even harder to feel that addicting satisfaction, right?” Tsuna now clutched Yamamoto’s arm harder and looked at his eyes in a sure gaze, no doubt displaying in those cloudy brown eyes. “You still have arms and legs, and you still can see perfectly, so why do you give up? You can still walk further can’t you? You still love baseball, don’t you?”
Now Yamamoto looked like realizing something. Then, after the brief silence, he began to laugh. “Ahahahaha.” He covered his face and his head. He felt extremely stupid suddenly.
God, what the hell am I thinking all this time? God damn it. I feel hurt all the time because I can’t play baseball that I want. It’s because I am so dumb. I ran away and gave up, blaming my lack of talent…. How stupid! It’s because I lack of resolution. If the game becomes boring, why don’t I make it interesting then? Ah, I am an idiot. I am so stupid that I want to laugh at myself.
“Yamamoto?” Now Tsuna seriously thought that Yamamoto had lost his sense. Well, he thought something so difficult like that, no wonder if there were one or two screws of his brain falling out. Tsuna sweat dropped at that thought.
“Sorry, I am sorry, Tsuna. I feel really stupid right now for being worried too much that I really want to laugh. Aah…, it’s actually this easy. Why the hell can’t I figure it out soon enough? Thanks to that I have wasted a year for nothing, thinking about crap like that,” Yamamoto still laughed pretty hard, now clutching his stomach. “God, it’s so stupid. My stomach hurts!” he said, trying to control his laughter.
“Yamamoto…,” Tsuna now smiled at him.
Yamamoto was still laughing and chuckling. He laughed so much until his tears perked up from his closed eyes. Tsuna didn’t really see it, but somehow he could picture it. Yamamoto was laughing and crying at the same time; laughing because he was happy that he could start playing baseball again and crying because he was relieved. He felt relieved that he would not have to stop playing baseball forever.
Yamamoto was still laughing for sometimes until he was satisfied. He still chuckled though when they began to walk again though. “Aah, it’s the first time I laughed so much like that,” he said between his chuckle.
“Oh? I think at least I can see you laugh again, Yamamoto,” Tsuna responded to him in a small smile.
Yamamoto blushed a bit. “No, really, it’s the first time I feel so stupid and so happy at the same time. And somehow, I feel relieved as well. The weight in my heart suddenly disappears. I feel refreshed,” he continued while touching his chest slowly.
“I see. Now you can start everything over without hesitation, ne?” Tsuna smiled gently now at Yamamoto’s direction, earning the other boy’s blushing again when he looked at Tsuna’s gentle and genuine expression.
Yamamoto was wondering why Tsuna could so easily said what he wanted to know, what he wanted to hear. “Thank you, Tsuna,” Yamamoto said suddenly.
“For what?” Tsuna asked a bit surprised because suddenly he thanked him out of blue like that.
“You’ve opened my eyes and woken me up from my stupid nightmare,” Yamamoto said again. “Now, I will not give up again whatever happens. I love baseball. I really do. And I will not give it up just because of stupid reasons like before. I will work hard so I can love it more…, much more than that time, more than right now,” he said again now he really smiled widely to his heart content. “I really thank you.”
Tsuna, despite unable to see the smile, he still could feel the bright aura from Yamamoto. It was blue-green aquamarine; calm, and refreshing. “Ah, yeah, this is the Yamamoto I know best,” Tsuna mumbled slowly. “You are welcome, Yamamoto,” Tsuna replied Yamamoto’s thank and smiled again in a happy face.
“Then…,” suddenly Yamamoto spoke, remembering something. “What was it again, the thing you wanted to buy?” he reminded Tsuna about the forgotten thing.
Ah?
Now Tsuna had just remembered. “Damn, I forgot…,” he said in a pale face. Yamamoto face faulted.
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“That dim-witted Tsuna, where the heck is he wandering off to?” Reborn asked no one in particular, folded his arms on his chest, and tapped one of his toes on the ground repeatedly. He was standing restlessly in front of the door of Tsuna’s house.
It’s almost goddamn five hours since he went. How the heck could he take so long period time only to buy a thing in Namimori shopping centre?
Reborn thought a bit anxiously. “Is it really too much for him? Is this training too soon?” he began to doubt it. “And that Irie-brat, I thought I had asked him to watch Tsuna closely but secretly, but he didn’t report anything to me. What the hell happens actually?”
Well, despite his superior and bossy attitude, Reborn was still a human. Of course he could feel worried once in a while. After all, Tsuna was his disciple. He ought to train him hard and acted harshly for the shake of a maximal result, but it didn’t mean he was not concerned about Tsuna either at all.
“Should I pick him up myself, then?” Reborn sighed and then unfolded his arms. He stood straight and took out his bonnet and sunglass. Then when he put those things again on his head and eyes, suddenly Tsuna appeared in front of the gate together with Yamamoto.
“Oh, this is your house?” Yamamoto asked a bit excitedly to see what Tsuna’s house looked like inside.
“Yup, it’s not really big, but it fits for four people,” Tsuna said in small grin.
“Huh? Four people? You have brother or sister?” Yamamoto asked again while trying to count the nuclear family in Tsuna’s house. He didn’t remember Tsuna had any brother or sister.
“Nope, well, almost like brother, yes. Now I live with my mom, a neighbor named Irie Shouichi and an inhuman home tutor named Reborn. My dad is in Italy now, working. Ah, by the way, Reborn is my father’s guest from Italy,” Tsuna provided Yamamoto with so much information at once, making him feel difficult to keep up.
“O-oh…,” Yamamoto tried to digest the new information at once, and he could manage somehow.
Nn? Irie Shouichi?
Yamamoto felt that name was quite familiar, but…he was not sure.
“Well, then, why don’t we come inside?” Tsuna said as he opened the gate and bumped at Reborn as he tried to get inside. “Ouch…Reborn?” he had just realized that Reborn was in front of him from his fragrance. He stepped back and rubbed his nose slowly. Indeed, Reborn could hide his presence very well, until Tsuna didn’t realize that he was there.
“Welcome home, Tsuna,” Reborn smiled, but Tsuna could feel the evil aura around him that made him shiver, face paling. Reborn reached his hand to Tsuna’s chin and brought his face closely to him, making Tsuna nervous; reaaally nervous. “Where have you been, taking this long time just to buy one item? It can’t be…, are you lost, little-dame-Tsuna-chan?” Reborn asked.
“T-that’s rude!” Tsuna replied in an annoyed look. “I didn’t get lost! I just met a friend from junior high school and just chatted for awhile before going home,” Tsuna made excuse.
“A friend?” Reborn then lifted his gaze to a spiky haired boy behind Tsuna who looked at him in a confident smile. “Hmm…a friend, eh…?” Reborn smiled, no, smirked as he looked at Yamamoto. “Welcome to Sawada’s home, ng….”
“Yamamoto,” Yamamoto quickly introduced himself. “Yamamoto Takeshi,” he continued.
“Yamamoto-kun, eh? I am Reborn, Tsuna’s home tutor. Nice to meet, you,” Reborn introduced his self and then pulled Tsuna’s hand and hugged him with one arm. “Sorry to trouble you, Yamamoto-kun. This guy here must have troubled you a lot. Thanks for bringing him home safely,” Reborn smiled at Yamamoto.
“No, it was the other around. Tsuna had saved my life from falling iron today, and he also helped me overcome my burden. Really, I should thank him more than this. I am glad that he invited me to his house,” Yamamoto said surely, no doubt in his eyes.
Reborn recognized him instantly. “Then it is great,” now he smiled coolly at Yamamoto, surprising him a little. Reborn then looked at Tsuna who struggled to release him self from Reborn’s one arm in a soft gaze as he ruffled Tsuna’s hair fondly. “You’ve done a good job, Tsuna,” he said with tender voice.
Tsuna suddenly blushed when he heard that. He couldn’t see Reborn’s face, but he was sure that Reborn was smiling right now. “It-it’s nothing. You said it was a test and I just wanted to clear it. That’s all,” the brown haired boy said, stuttering, still blushing a bit.
Then Tsuna became quiet in Reborn’s arm as Yamamoto looked at Reborn and Tsuna in thinking face. Well, he was not sharp, but even Yamamoto would notice this. Despite always badmouthing this Reborn guy, Tsuna actually just wanted him to recognize him as a man. And this Reborn…from Yamamoto’s perspective, he didn’t look like an inhuman guy or a devil. He looked like a big brother who was concerned of his little brother well being.
And, what the hell is this feeling?
Yamamoto thought confusedly. Honestly, now he felt something was strange. He didn’t know why but, suddenly he felt like ripping those two apart of each other. Why would he think like that? Wasn’t it good if Tsuna could become closer to his home tutor?
“Now, Reborn, isn’t it enough with the hugging? I want to ask Yamamoto to come into the house!” Tsuna yelled a bit as Reborn was still holding him closely, almost choking him.
“Why are you acting like we’re so far apart, Tsuna? We even had ever taken a bath together,” Reborn said in a longing sigh.
Tsuna turned beet red at that. “That’s because you suddenly entered the bath room as you liked it, without telling me first!!” he yelled again more fiercely at Reborn in complete shame.
“Nuh-huh, that’s because you didn’t lock the door, did you? You’re as naïve as always, dame-Tsuna,” he said again in underestimating tone.
This bastard-!
Tsuna thought emotionally. He was really annoyed. More…that devil Reborn embarrassed him in front of Yamamoto-!
“That’s why, you should be more careful, Tsuna. You can easily attract strange people with you innocent look,” Reborn said again as once again, he leaned so closely on Tsuna’s face. Just an inch more and he would have kissed the cute boy.
Yamamoto was at attempt to stop Reborn before he went overboard (to kiss Tsuna XD), but someone had done the favorable job first, and more…he’s fast!
“Reborn-san!” suddenly Irie came out of nowhere and parted Reborn from Tsuna. “I told you to not get so close to Tsuna-san and harass him like that! You-perverted tutor!!” he yelled again at Reborn while pointing at his face with his forefinger and hugging Tsuna with his other hand, in angry red face. He really couldn’t leave this guy alone for a second with his Tsuna-san or he would eat him alive!
“What, you-brat…. I thought you had become an unidentified corpse on the street somewhere,” Reborn looked at Irie in displease.
“What are you saying!? I went to observe Tsuna-san just like you told me to!!” Irie protested hard, still angry.
“Then…what did you see in your observation?” Reborn smirked domineeringly at him.
“Ugh…I lost him in the way…, but hey! That has nothing to do with this! Even if I am not around, you still can’t harass Tsuna-san like that!!” Irie responded to that in a yell again.
“Ck, you’re really a persistent annoying brat,” Reborn said as he covered his ears, Irie still yelling at him nonstop and still hugging Tsuna’s protectively in his arms.
No one really pays attention to me….
Yamamoto thought silently while sweat dropping. Then he realized when he looked at Irie’s face closely. “Hn? Hey, you…. Aren’t you that tensai-Irie?” he called the boy wearing glasses.
Irie instinctively lifted his face and turned at the voice calling his name. Then, suddenly he widened his eyes in a surprise. “Yamamoto-senpai!” he called Yamamoto’s name back pretty loudly, seeming really shocked.
“You…why are you here?” Yamamoto asked in a confused look.
“You too, senpai, why are you here?” Irie asked back, forgetting Tsuna, and released the older boy as he faced his other senpai.
“Are, Shou-chan and Yamamoto…you know each other?” Tsuna asked, pretty surprised as well.
“Yes, Yamamoto-senpai had ever helped me once when I was in trouble with some delinquents at school,” Irie said with a smile.
“Hey, so…your beloved brother you like so much that you said to me that time was…this Tsuna?” Yamamoto was really surprised at that.
Irie widened his eyes and blushed hard at that. “W-wait a sec-, Yamamoto-senpai!” he tried to stop Yamamoto but it was too late.
“Beloved brother?” Tsuna and Reborn asked in unison.
Irie looked at Tsuna’s confused look and especially Reborn’s evil smirk, face turning white out of fear.
Seriously…it will be a hell to me after this-! I am so dead!
Irie thought while crying literally in a really scared pale face.
Meanwhile, Yamamoto only pointed at himself and thought.
Did I say something wrong?
He just sweated dropping at the thought.
End of Chapter 4
Tbc…
A/N: Phew…. It took me quite long time to complete this chapter. Humm, I don’t know why but it was quite difficult to maintain Reborn’s mean attitude. It was just too cute so I wanted to pair him with Tsuna. Ok, at least I make some hints of YamaTsuna in this chapter, but it isn’t enough-! I really want to make YamaTsuna more-, but I just couldn’t grasp the atmosphere…! Damn it! I’ll work hard in next chapter. I have planned it though. Next time will be Gokudera’s chapter! Yey! Please wait for it, ne! Oh, and don’t forget to push the reply button to submit your review!
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To The NEXT: Chapter 5