signorinavongola

[signorinavongola]

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓

This is just my random idea for Hibari @fightingthetides

On the terrace of a Florentine café, where the scent of freshly roasted coffee mingled with the fragrance of blooming orange trees, Tsuna sat. Her white dress perfectly complemented her calm aura, and the pinned brooch with its subtle sheen added a touch of detail so characteristic of her style. Yet, the brooch wasn't merely an accessory—it was a gift.

She caught movement at the edge of her vision but didn't react immediately. Measured, deliberate footsteps stopped beside her table. Without lifting her gaze, she already knew who it was. That quiet presence, always like a shadow, surrounding her.

Perhaps he was surprised to see her there…

Tsuna finally raised her eyes. Amber met steely gray. She saw as his gaze briefly flickered to the brooch—just for a moment. The faint glimmer in his eyes betrayed that he had noticed. She didn’t speak, though. Instead, she let a soft smile play on her lips, as if it could say everything that needed to be said.

Words weren't necessary. Tsuna knew he didn't expect thanks, and she was certain he wouldn't have accepted them anyway. In his world, there was no place for exaggerated courtesies.

Her sources had told her he would be in Italy for a few days. It had been months since they last saw each other, even when she had been in Japan. And so, she found the time to see him, even if only briefly. This was how she was showing her favour and respect for him—silently. Just as he did, in the form of a box sent anonymously at the bottom of a package from Haru.

[signorinavongola]

((Hi hi! I’m sure you know how I do my lil drabble things. You are free to do as you like with them. Hoard them, reply to them, post them as is, etc. You can consider them canon or otherwise, all good!))

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Who didn’t know Haru to be that dedicated friend who always liked to celebrate others and to show affection to those that she cared for? Not only that, who didn’t know that Haru was very willing to call in some favors to a certain ‘scary’ Cloud Guardian whenever it suited her on the basis that they were on friendly terms. He’d never admit to it, but Haru has a ‘built-in Tsundere radar’ as she calls it to understand the truth.

Over the years, Hibari had grown used to being the primary person Haru would ask a favor to deliver gifts to the mafia don herself. Sometimes she’d request the same of Ryohei or Yamamoto whenever they were in Japan. They both did a fair amount of travel for their work as well. Sometimes, if it worked into her schedule and Tsuna had come to visit Japan herself, Haru would have some gifts that she’d been hoarding in the corner of her room to gift to her friend.

It wasn’t a promise that was ever spoken, but if Tsuna had arrived to Japan, there was always some time set aside for the two women to spend time together. It was almost like an unspoken promise between them. As Haru would say, ‘it’s friendship law to spend time after being apart for so long!’

Hibari walked up to Tsuna and handed her a bag. “For your birthday,” is all he said before he turned to leave. As usual, the aloof man who didn’t stay in one place for very long, as per his aloof tendencies. Unless business matters called or there was a fight brewing, he didn’t stay still for long, and that was something everyone had long since accepted about him.

Inside of the bag were a number of things, including a number of letters. One was from Kyoko wishing her a happy birthday. There were two other letters, one bigger than the other. In the bigger one, was letters written by the children who wanted to wish their aunty a happy birthday. The kids drew little drawings in their letters and some pasted pressed flowers to decorate their letters. The last envelope contained a letter from Haru.

[Kyoko’s letter]

Dear Tsu-chan, Hope you’re doing well! Haru and I are doing well in Japan. The children are growing up well, and I think you’d be happy to see how well they’ve been acclimating to life in Japan. Everyone is working hard for the Vongola, and that’s great, but don’t forget to get rest. It’s important to take care of yourself. You’ve done so much for the Vongola, changing some things for the better and I’m always proud to be your friend. We may be far apart, but I’m always thinking about you and hoping for the best. The next time you visit Japan, we should go to a new cake shop that opened up. I think there is a cake there that you’ll really like. Sorry that we can’t be there in person to celebrate your birthday with you, but our hearts are always with you. Haru and I both made your gift together, hope you like it! With love, Kyoko Sasagawa

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[Haru’s letter]

Dear Tsu-chan, Haru hopes that you’re in good health when you’re reading this, or she’s going to have to scold you the next time we see each other in person, you know? Haru will give a stink eye to the guys too for not paying enough attention to you. [she drew a small pout face] Joking aside, Haru is sure that you’re doing well. She trusts everyone to do their best to care for themselves. Kyoko and I are doing well in Japan and the kids are also fairing well. We miss seeing you, but we know that you’re doing great and important things in Italy. We’re so proud of everything that you do. You are doing what you can and we’re here doing what we can. Don’t forget that if you ever get tired and need someone to listen, Haru can always lend a figurative shoulder. Sleep isn’t as important as you. Hopefully one day we’ll be able to celebrate your birthday in person! For now, we have to utilize Hibari-san as a delivery-service [she drew a laughing face] This year, Kyoko and I attended a pottery class and we made a cup and plate shaped for you. You should find it in the bag. Hope you like it! Love, Haru Miura

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The children all wrote letters as well with simple messages wishing her a happy birthday. There were lots of pressed flowers, drawn doodles, and one child made a bookmark.

Inside of the bag was an orange box with two carefully wrapped ceramic pieces. One was a mug that looked like a lion’s head with ears jutting out. The plate was long, so it had plenty of space left over for her to place snacks on the plate even after she places her mug atop the plate. A dual-purpose plate was just peak efficiency.

It had a shape of a pawprint at the one end of the plate, with each paw pad being outlined with a groove so she could put different snacks in each paw pad if she wanted to.

This set probably couldn’t be used with company around, but it was something that she could enjoy in the peace and privacy of her own home.

There seemed to be another gift in the corner of the bag, placed in a small box. Inside was a chain brooch, the kind that you attach to lapels of any dress shirt or a suit-coat. On one end of the chain brooch was a lion with embedded orange gems on the mane. On the other end of the chain was the emblem of the Vongola with the sky symbol. Clearly, there was some custom-work done on this piece. There was no note that came along with the gift.

If Tsuna were to ask Haru about the chain brooch at a later date, Haru would’ve informed her that it wasn’t anything that she prepared as a gift, so that one had come from Hibari. Perhaps, he was too ‘shy’ to openly convey his birthday wishes to her.

Was he actually shy? No, but it was Haru’s troll-antics that liked to spin things in weird ways as small jokes. In reality it was simply: Hibari was aloof and it was in his nature to put his gift in with the other gifts and allow her to piece together the mystery for herself. His ‘boss’ can’t have such a slow wit, after all. She can figure it out.

One day during one of his travels, he saw the chain brooch on display with two lions embedded with green emeralds, and he’d consulted with the jeweler to make some modifications to replace the emeralds with golden citrine gems instead as they most closely resembled the color of the Sky flames. Additionally, the gem is said to be great in absorbing and dissipating negative energy while bringing an abundance and prosperity to the owner.

Did he believe that their ‘healing abilities’ included benefits such as anxiety relief, boosting confidence, providing protection, providing good fortune and success amongst other perks? No, but if it were true, that would be nice, he thought. Though on the other end of the chain was the same lion facing the other direction, he’d put in a special request for something else instead. He’d custom ordered the Vongola emblem with the sky symbol to replace the one lion brooch.

This chain brooch would be pinned on the lapels of dress shirts. It would be quite fitting for her, wouldn’t you think?

Tsuna sat down in the comfortable armchair in her Florence apartment. Beside her on the table was a cup of tea, its gentle aroma mixing with the scent of the autumn day drifting in through the open window. On her lap rested a package Hibari had just delivered. As always, his approach was curt and reserved—no unnecessary words, just a brief "For your birthday" and a quick departure. She remained seated for a moment, smiling at his typical way of communicating.

She opened the package slowly, as if trying to prolong the joy of anticipation. The first thing she found were letters. As she began reading Kyoko's handwriting, delicate and precise as always, her heart warmed. Kyoko's words were filled with love, support, and that natural optimism that always had a calming effect on her. The mention of new pastries from a bakery in Japan made her laugh. "Yes, Kyoko, we will definitely make time," she murmured to herself, flipping the letter over to read the next one.

Haru… Haru was always the livelier, more spontaneous one. Her doodled smiley faces and little notes in the letter brought a wide grin to Tsu-chan's face. "Haru never fails to brighten the day," she thought. She could clearly imagine her, enthusiastically picking out gifts while simultaneously planning their next adventure as soon as they reunited.

The letters from the children were the highlight. Tsuna felt her eyes well up with tears as she read their simple yet sincere wishes, brimming with childlike innocence. The little drawings, pressed flowers, and even a handmade bookmark—every small detail reminded her that, despite the hectic life she led, there were still people who thought of her with love. She gently ran her fingers over the drawings and smiled. "Maybe it's time to visit Japan again," she pondered.

Then her gaze fell on the ceramics. The lion-shaped mug made her laugh immediately. It was so whimsical, with its adorable ears, that she could already picture herself drinking her morning cappuccino from it. The plate with paw prints was equally practical and amusing. "Kyoko and Haru have outdone themselves again—exactly how I like it," she said, carefully placing the ceramics on the table to display them later.

But there was one more gift. A small box tucked into the corner of the package. She opened it with curiosity, and when she revealed the chain brooch, she paused in silence for a moment. The lion motif and orange gemstones… everything about it exuded elegance and symbolism. She gently ran her fingers over the details of the brooch. On one side, a lion; on the other, the Vongola emblem with the Sky symbol.

Hibari.

"So quiet, yet he knows exactly what to choose," she thought. It wasn’t an ordinary gift. It was thoughtful, perfectly reflecting her position and personality. She spent the rest of the day trying the brooch on various blazers and shirts, pondering where she could wear it so it would be visible but not too conspicuous.

In the evening, as she sat on the balcony watching the setting sun, she picked up Kyoko's and Haru's letters again. "Family," she murmured softly. "It's not always about blood. It's about who thinks of you, who brightens your day, and who gives you the feeling that you are not alone."

These small gestures—letters, gifts, even Hibari's peculiar way of showing care—reminded her that even in the chaotic world of the mafia, she was still surrounded by love.

[signorinavongola]

This is truly amazing! ♥

Neo here to do a thing because of many reasons including: yes. This is some background information and scenes for the @Signorinavongola’s Lady Boss AU. Some things had to change for—reasons, and so I’m writing some things out.

This is going to take me a while to write everything out and it’s going to be quite long, so I’m going to work on this as if it’s a multi-part series. Anything with a ❗ means that there is new/changed content from the previous drabble [x].

Word count: 9k+

       [Revamped ch.11 scene from other thing to add onto the scene of Haru’s introduction.]

One morning, Reborn and Tsuna were strolling to school as they normally would in the morning, but they get stopped by a familiar voice (to one of them).

“Hold it! Haru had been observing you for some time now, and Haru needs answers. Tsu-chan, when did you have a new brother and not tell me about it?” She should know how much Haru adored children, so not telling her about a new brother… sacrilege! A betrayal! So mean-desu!

Not only that, “Haru also noticed you play mafia all the time. What kind of bad games are you playing with such a young child, Tsu-chan? Are you being forced into it by some of the neighboring kids?” Though it’s been some time since they last met, Haru and Tsuna were still childhood friends and she liked to believe she understood her friend well.

This wasn’t a kind of game that she would play with a kid, so there had to be a reason behind it. Maybe she was being bullied into it. If her friend needed someone who would sternly tell the bullies ‘no, we won’t play a game that is a bad influence on kids’ she’ll do it! She’ll be the first to volunteer!

“If you’re struggling to tell the bullies to stop playing the mafia game, Haru will do it for you to stop playing such a dangerous game with the baby.”

Reborn decides to act in Tsuna’s stead. “First off, I’m Tsuna’s tutor. It’s my job to raise Tsuna to be the 10th boss of the mafia. I cannot be separated from her until then.”

“… You’re taking the game too far! Tsu-chan, I can’t believe you!” As always, Haru was a firecracker when she was angered. She always acts or talks first and only when she’s calmed down would she listen.

Her phone beeps, and she quickly says her farewells before heading to school.

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      [New content alert!: Yamamoto consulting with Tsuna after noticing something is off about her]

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“Hm? You had a fight with a friend?” Yamamoto couldn’t think of any friends Tsuna had in class aside from himself and Gokudera.

He listens to her recount what happened and the history that she had with her friend. So she had a ‘fight’ with her childhood friend. “To me, it just sounds like she misunderstood the situation because she doesn’t know the full details.”

Understandably, Tsuna didn’t have many friends, so it must be scary to think that she could lose one of her only friends. From what Tsuna had to say about this Haru girl, she seemed to be a smart and friendly person.

She had strong convictions and she was always ready to get mad at bullies on her behalf. Tsuna was worried about Haru finding out about how she is at school, so she put some distance between them. It worked out because as first years in middle school, they were busy adjusting to a new school.

“I dunno her, but from what you had to say about your Haru friend, she sounds like a good person who cares a lot about you.” Haru didn’t seem to care that Tsuna wasn’t the smartest, nor the most athletic. “I think, if you tried to talk to her again, she’d be willing to listen to you.”

This Haru girl liked Tsuna for her personality, so she should be willing to listen after her initial anger wears off. Surely she’d be willing to listen once she cools off? That’s Yamamoto’s theory, anyways.

He pats Tsuna’s shoulder, comfortingly. “How about this? I’ll get up earlier to walk with you to school tomorrow. I can give you support as you talk to her tomorrow, okay?”

Yamamoto Takeshi, the best support.

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❗ [Back to regular scheduled programming. Haru confronts Tsuna and Yamamoto at the bridge]

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“Good morning. It’s come to Haru’s attention that Reborn-chan is indeed a hitman and he is in fact training you to become a 10th generation mafia boss. Haru will put aside the fact she’s disappointed that you didn’t say anything to Haru.” Was she not your childhood friend?

Do childhood friends not talk to each other about important things in life? Was finding out you’re an upcoming mafia boss not big news to tell your childhood best friend? HM??? Haru would tell you if she fell in love for the first time (and it wasn’t cake)!

“If all that is true, then that means he’s been training you to be strong.” Haru has always known Tsuna to be a bit timid and weak to confrontations. She didn’t like to have fights with others and she’d much rather let things go than to confront someone.

That didn’t seem like a good quality to have for an upcoming mafia boss. Of course, Tsuna had a good heart. She cared for others and wanted things to be fair. She didn’t like to see others be hurt. That was what Haru liked about her… but… the mafia is different from her nature, isn’t it? Would she be able to fit in?

Did she have what it takes to truly be a mafia boss? (Bianchi may have ‘forgotten’ to mention that Tsuna was against being the next mafia boss and was actively trying to get out of it.)

“Haru understands that the mafia has to be strong and sometimes be cut-throat. If so, you may have to fight against old friends turned foe. Haru doesn’t want to, but-! As a friend, she will test you!” That would explain why she was wearing a suit of armor and holding a hockey stick in the morning.

Haru Miura was always so dramatic and… weird. Yamamoto was looking between Haru and Tsuna worriedly. It was good that it seemed that Haru now understood the situation, but… was Tsuna going to be okay with fighting her friend?

To him, it looked like Haru was very concerned with Tsuna and wanted to make sure her friend had the backbone necessary to be a boss. Otherwise, people would only walk over her and not respect her.

Well, that’s his theory anyways, given how she looks like she’s going to cry as she resolves herself to test her friend.

“Nyahaha! Lambo-san arrives! Reborn, I found you! DIE!” Another kid comes out of nowhere and throws a few grenades out.

Everyone took cover, but Haru couldn’t move so quickly with the bulky armor she had on. She was launched off the bridge and into the water below.

Surprisingly, before Yamamoto could think of how to react, Tsuna had already jumped into the water after her friend. It was reminiscent of how she also jumped off the rooftop to save him when he accidentally fell.

Not wanting for Reborn to shoot her with a bullet, resulting in her clothes being blown off, he jumps in right after them both. The armor looked heavy, so it would be too much for Tsuna to bring Haru back to safety.

He pulls the both to safety and helps them both dry themselves off. Haru changes into the spare clothes that she had hidden away nearby, and Tsuna changed into new clothes as well. A habit because of her clothes always being blasted off.

SNIFF

“Haru is sorry… she was just worried about you, and she was scared that you wouldn’t want to stand up for yourself if anyone disrespects you. Tsu-chan has always been too nice and timid to fight for herself.”

That was a fact that no one could deny. Haru had a pretty good understanding of her friend. She wasn’t well suited to be a mafia boss, but it didn’t seem like there was a choice in the matter.

“Haru thought that she could give you some of her own fighting spirit, you know? Maybe then you’ll be able to handle things… but… Haru sees that you do have a lot of bravery that you show in your own way. Thank you for jumping in after her, Tsu-chan.” Haru smiles, feeling proud of her friend.

She jumped in so soon after Haru was blown off the bridge, so she must not have hesitated. That took a lot of courage to do, and if she had that much courage… surely she’d be fine even if she had to be a mafia boss.

“Haha, I’m just glad that things turned out okay in the end. Usually, Tsuna goes into this crazy wild mode and her clothes go missing, leaving her in her underwear.” Yamamoto explains why he jumped in after the both of them so that Reborn wouldn’t have to act.

“Hahi! Your clothes disappear? That’s no good! If only your underwear survives… perhaps you could consider sportswear underneath your uniform?” That would at least offer a bit more modesty than being in only your undergarments.

She had yet another reason to be worried about her friend now. What girl would want to be found almost naked out in public where people could sneer and oogle? Not on her watch! “It’s settled,” Haru grabs Tsuna’s shoulders, “we’re going shopping this weekend. We’ll find clothes you can wear under your uniform so it’s less revealing. Haru isn’t taking no for an answer.”

The arcobaleno was watching over them chatting at the bank of the river from the bridge after having finished punishing Lambo for his stupidity.

“Hm… she looks like she’ll be a good influence on Tsuna. The necessary feminine touch she needs and a good friend to use as emotional support.” Reborn was impressed by the fact that Haru had recovered so quickly after being blown off the bridge.

Not only that, she accepted the fact that Reborn was a hitman and that Tsuna was a next generation mafia boss, but she still confronted her friend. That took a lot of guts. “She’d be the perfect example of a strong wife to the mafia. Tsuna can learn more from her example, about her guts.”

Of course, Tsuna and Haru’s situation would be different. Haru could marry a mafiosi but Tsuna would eventually marry someone into her famiglia and retain her position as the matriarch.

Still, she could learn a thing or two from Haru’s guts.

Guess he was going to look into inviting Haru to more things so she can rekindle her friendship with Tsuna again.

“Juudaime! What happened? Was it an attack? Who the hell is this? Get your paws off her, woman!”

“HAHI! WHO IS THIS RUDE RUFFIAN!? Tsu-chan do you know him?” Haru hugs her friend close to her and hisses at the new person who ran up to them. “Haru is Tsu-chan’s childhood friend, you ruffian! Bother Tsu-chan and you’ll answer to Haru!” She hisses again.

Gokudera wasn’t the sort who bowed down to anyone (minus his boss, of course, but that’s just a given)! What was courtesy and chivalry? Was it something he could eat or use to survive in the cutthroat world?

Spoiler alert: No.

“Childhood friend or not, you can’t keep me from Juudaime, you idiot woman!”

If there was one thing Haru has never been called, it was STUPID. Don’t you know that Haru is a Midori girl? You dare call a girl from an elite all girl’s school STUPID? She takes offense to that! “Haru isn’t stupid! Tsu-chan, who is this?” Haru’s gnashing her teeth together in irritation.

It was readily evident to everyone involved that Gokudera and Haru both had tempers that weren’t the most compatible with each other.

Yamamoto laughs, “Maa maa, let’s calm down. What matters most is that the both of you are okay after falling off the bridge.” Well, being blown off the bridge was more accurate. “Despite how he looks, Gokudera is a decent guy, you know? He’s one of Tsuna’s friends. You can trust him.”

Haru makes a face, to suggest she 100% did not believe Yamamoto. He was the savior of both her and Tsu-chan, after all… but still… she turns to glare at Gokudera who only glared at her back in return. “Haru is okay with you being her friend… but that one… Haru isn’t so sure. He looks like a yankee.” In that moment, Haru vowed to visit Tsuna more often to make sure Gokudera wasn’t being a bad influence on her. “Haru doesn’t know if she can trust a yankee.”

The day Tsuna starts smoking, gets tattoos, or anything, she was going to start a fight with this Gokudera punk.

“THE HELL WAS THAT? Better than trusting Juudaime with someone who had to be fished out of the river wearing full armor! You’re sooner a liability than anything.” Gokudera scoffs, offended by the fact that this Haru girl was insinuating that Tsuna couldn’t be trusted around him.

Sure, there was a time that he was a lone wolf who answered to no one. Yeah, he was quick to blow anyone up if they so much as looked at him funny, and SURE, he had a long way to go to even be a useful and reliable subordinate of Tsuna’s. It was something that he understood well, and it was something that he worried about.

That’s why he hones his skill and studies hard to figure out ways that he can make Tsuna’s life easier, but that doesn’t mean he wants someone else to say it! Screw her!

“HAHI!? Say that again, you PUNK!”

“Stupid woman!”

“Maa maa… come on, you guys. We have class to go too. How about we break things off here?” Yamamoto gets in between the two bickering teens.

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       [Ch.19 I decided to throw in the scene for Moretti. I do think a childhood friend dynamic would change a few things that I’d like to highlight.]

“Tsu-chan! Look at this! Haru is going to be a yakatabune for the play at the cultural festival!” She notices a dead man atop of Tsuna’s bed. “Hahi? Are you also practicing for something? That is very good stage effects make up.” Honestly? Haru is impressed!

The reaction of Tsuna’s didn’t seem very promising though as she was evidently in shock, and she admits that she’d actually killed someone.

Now it was Haru’s turn to be shocked as she walked back into the doorway, breaking her yakatabune costume that she made herself.

“What are you doing here!?”

“I don’t have club activities today, so I’m someone without anything to do, like you.”

Two voices could be heard in the hallway leading up to Tsuna’s room and Haru and Tsuna started to panic. How to explain what happened here? There is some dead guy that Tsuna shot to death in her bed?

Hm? That’s right, why is the guy in her bed? Haru was originally thinking about hiding but she had a revelation of the connotation of a guy in Tsuna’s bed, dead. Was this some pervert who had tried to do something nefarious to her friend in broad daylight? That was some nerve!

Tsuna was still probably reeling over the fact that she’d killed someone when the two guys walked into the room, confused on what was going on.

Haru acted, rushing to Tsuna’s side. “This man is clearly not a good man. He obviously had bad intentions!” With the strict gun laws of Japan, there was no way that this actual gun belonged to Tsuna. The only reasonable explanation was that the gun belonged to the man!

“Put the gun into his hands and put his fingerprints on it. IF anyone questions anything, you’re obviously the victim here. In the struggle to defend yourself, he accidentally shot himself.” That would be enough to convince the authorities, right? Would it be better if she put her fingerprints on the gun as well?

That was certainly tampering with the evidence, but… she couldn’t bare the thought of her childhood friend being sent to jail after having gone through such a traumatic experience.

“What gibberish are you talking about, Woman? Huh? What’s with the dead-” Gokudera sees the gun that was still in Tsuna’s hand and the dead person atop Tsuna’s bed. It didn’t take him long to piece together what had happened. To think that he hadn’t been around to defend his boss!

What a failure for the aspiring right handman!

“Hey, let’s all calm down for now. It’s not clear if the guy is dead yet, right?” Yamamoto spoke clearly, trying to calm the situation down. In these times, it was better to keep a level head than to panic.

That’s right! He might not be dead yet! In that case… Gokudera knelt next to the man, holding a lit cigarette over the man’s face. If he really had life left in him, it would be Gokudera’s job to finish the job. How dare he attack the 10th while she was still asleep!

This jerk deserved hell and more!

When the body twitched, Gokudera popped his cigarette back into his mouth and rolled up his sleeves. Time to finish the job, this outrageous villain!

Lucky for the soon-to-be-corpse, Yamamot holds him back from doing anything ‘stupid,’ and Haru latched onto Tsuna’s arm, “I bet he was thinking about leaving burn marks on that corpse. Hahi… how terrifying, and you trust him as a friend, huh?” She whispers. There was a lot that Haru could say about Tsuna’s recent trend for making friends, but Haru would trust in Tsuna’s judgement.

No matter how many times Haru questioned it, Tsuna would always say that Gokudera wasn’t a bad guy and that she viewed him as a friend. An enemy of an enemy is a friend indeed, but maybe the opposite was true? A friend of a friend is an enemy? Yeah, that makes sense, with the way they always fought once they laid eyes on each other.

“Hey, I saw him twitch, so he might still be alive. Maybe we should call the ambulance?”

“Hahi! An ambulance!” There was hope for her friend yet! If he lived, then no one could possibly be charged for murder! Maybe assault, but surely they could figure out a way around it!

Reborn walks into the room with a drunk man in tow. “I’ve already called a doctor.”

“Ah! It’s him! He was one of the doctors that was hired to work at the castle exclusively, but he’d always come around with a new woman, saying that they were his sisters… I thought for the longest time that he had 62 siblings…”

“What the heck is that!?” Yamamoto laughs, and Haru stifles a small laugh. ‘It sounds like young Gokudera-san was pretty cute with how naïve he was. Hm? Wait… 62 siblings…?’

“Yo, it’s you, Hayato,” the drunk man greets.

“Don’t talk to me! I don’t want to be infected by your womanizing ways, you womanizer!”

Haru grabs onto Tsuna’s arms and pulls her into the corner of the room, acting like she’s being repelled by the force of a womanizer’s aura. If this ‘doctor’ is a womanizer like Gokudera says, she had to protect them both.

“Cut the nonsense and ask him to look at the patient.” Reborn reminds them all of the pressing matters at hand.

“Right! Can you help us look at the patient?” Yamamoto motions to the guy on the bed, but for some reason Dr.Shamal approaches the girls instead. Before he couch reach out with his hands to touch either of them, Haru hisses.

“Haru will punch you if you get any closer.” That’s not a threat but a promise, you sham of a doctor!

Dr.Shamal shrugs his shoulders, “they both look fine upon a cursory glance. That one is feisty.” He points at Haru. “They’re both cute, too.”

A shiver runs down Haru’s spine at the comment and she pulls Tsuna to another part of the room far away from Dr.Shamal and behind Yamamoto and Gokudera. This creep cannot be trusted! She can see that lecherous glint in his eyes!

“Old man, this guy is the patient!” Gokudera points to the ‘corpse.’

Glancing at the man, Dr.Shamal looked very unconcerned. Running his fingers through his hair, “don’t you remember? I don’t treat men.”

Gokudera did seem to remember that about Dr.Shamal. That was one of the reasons why there had to be multiple doctors on staff at the castle. It was convenient to have multiple doctors on shift to ensure that someone could be on call at any hour of the day, but it was troublesome to vet that many doctors and ensure their loyalty.

Dr.Shamal was a talented doctor who not only could treat his patients, but could also fend for himself. A genius in his own right, it would be stupid to not hire him as staff- but the obvious caveat was that he only treated women.

That damn womanizer was bound to start troubles somewhere down the line with all the women he saw. He was also one reason why Gokudera felt strongly about not turning out the way Dr.Shamal did, despite them both being geniuses.

He’s not going to turn into some womanizing gigolo! He’s a product of adultery, and he wouldn’t allow himself to follow in his father’s footsteps in such a way.

‘Che, maybe he was hired to begin with. Like attracts like, and it takes one adulterer to hire another one.’

“Is he even alive anyways? If he’s not breathing, doesn’t have a heartbeat, or have dilated pupils, he’s dead.”

Seeing as the doctor wasn’t going to make the diagnosis himself, the teens had to move to check. His pupils were dilated, he wasn’t breathing, and… nope! No heartbeat.

He’s dead!

“Guess he passed on during our conversation. I don’t deal with the dead, so I’m leaving. Bye.” Dr.Shamal left with a casual goodbye. He acted as if he’d done anything of note, but he didn’t.

Back to square one of panicking! “Surely, we can create an alibi? Should someone else take the fall?” Haru was trying to think of the best plan of action and Gokudera takes the gun from Tsuna’s hands.

“If it’s just taking Juudaime’s place, then I can do that.” Tsuna didn’t deserve to go to jail. She was too gentle and frail to survive in such an environment, but it wouldn’t be an issue for him.

What he didn’t expect was for the other three teens to stop him. What kind of stupid plan was that? Tsuna wasn’t going to forsake her friend and have him go to jail in her stead!

What an idiot.

“Calm down, I called for someone else. He’s useful for a situation like this.”

Hibari appears in the windowsill, “Yo.” He jumped up from the street, using the gate as leverage.

The three Namimori students were surprised by his presence, but Haru had no idea who this guy was. Was he someone important? Maybe he’s someone scary? The guys shrunk back slightly when they saw him, so maybe he was the king of the miscreants?

“I didn’t come to play with you guys today. I came to make the baby owe me a favor, sort of like a transactional deal.”

“We’ve been waiting for you, Hibari.”

Hibari scanned the room before his eyes finally happened upon the dead body. With his foot, he rolls the corpse over to get a better look at the ‘damage’. He was testing to see just how ‘fresh’ the body was. It hadn’t gained a deathly pallor yet, nor was rigor mortis settling in. A fresh corpse, recently deceased.

From the looks of the gunshot wound, it was just one shot through to the heart. In truth, he did know about the situation from Reborn beforehand. Even without him divulging the details, he would’ve understood the truth.

It was the instincts of the strong that could ‘see’ through the falsities. These weak herbivore puppies still had a long way to go. He scoffs underneath his breath. “Good job,” half-hearted compliments, “you got the heart in one shot.”

Playing along with the charades was enough to make the arcobaleno owe him a favor. He could ask for a proper fight or something else more fun. It would be a waste to make use of his favor right away, so he would patiently wait for now. With all the interesting things happening around Sawada, it would be prudent to wait before cashing in his favor.

It was best to let everything marinate to savor the most optimal indulgencies.

“Okay, I can dispose of this corpse for you.” Hibari sent a quick look Reborn’s way.

The shock weighed heavy on everyone in the room. Just how can this guy talk about hiding a dead body so easily as if it were nothing? What was his background?

‘Tsu-chan knows so many shady individuals!’

“Perfect, he’ll get rid of the corpse so it can never be found. This way, it’ll be like the murder never happening. Appreciated, Hibari.” Reborn thanked the disciplinary officer, a sign that he would be accepting the aid in return of a favor granted by his truly.

Owing a favor to anyone wasn’t his style, but for the sake of his student, this was something he could accept.

Hibari walked over to the windowsill to jump down, “I’ll send someone over from the disciplinary committee later to get the job done.”

What kind of thing is he using a school disciplinary committee for!?

Haru felt her knees go weak at the idea of Tsuna’s new friends. One was a punk, the other was a well-intended idiot, and now there’s a grim reaper of a guy? Woe is her friend! She’s surrounded by troublesome weirdos!

Gokudera was also the sort who repaid his debts, and the memory of Hibari wiping the floor with him and Yamamoto before just pissed him off. Dynamites ignited, he ran to the window, “I can’t be at peace until I take revenge! Die!”

Haru hadn’t seen Gokudera use his dynamites before, so she assumed what he had in his hands were stage props. However, when Hibari slapped the dynamites back with a flick of his tonfa and they exploded in mid-air, Haru had to reevaluate her opinion on Gokudera.

The guy is a dangerous menace!

The dynamites set off in the room, causing a huge mess. Haru stayed close to Tsuna, so she checked on her first, making sure that she was okay. Two arms, two legs, and a head resting on a pair of shoulders. Good!

“It’s already fall, and you’re still carrying around fireworks?” Yamamoto sits up and sighs at the damage caused to Tsuna’s room.

“They’re not fireworks, you dunce!”

Sometimes, Haru wondered if Gokudera fought more with her or if he fought more with Yamamoto. It was amazing how Gokudera hasn’t died from heightened blood pressure yet with how angry he always was.

“Hahi! The body, it’s gone!”

““WHAT!?””

From the corner of the room came a new voice, “Haah, I really thought I was going to die for real there. That was a close one.”

“Kyaa! Zombie! Tsu-chan, we gotta get away.” Haru clung onto her childhood friend in clear panic. The girl had a tendency to cling onto things when she was frightened, and Tsuna was the closest one to her.

Unperturbed by Haru’s dramatic antics, “It’s nice to meet you, 10th.” The walking corpse introduces himself as he coughs up blood, causing Haru to scream some more from the shock.

Reborn hopped over to Haru and jumped onto her shoulder to gently pat her cheek to calm her down, “Calm down, Haru. This is Moretti, a professional in being assassinated. He mastered the ‘addio’ technique, where he can stop his heart at will and achieve a state of apparent death. He’s one of the specialists in the Vongola.” Reborn explains.

Ah… so he wasn’t dead for real, it was an act.

Then the blood had to be fake. Haru drops to the ground, losing all the energy in her body after the adrenaline rush started to fade. How tiring… was this how Tsuna was living out her daily life? How exhausting…

The guys were laughing it up with this Moretti guy, but were they not going to address how chaotic everything was? Surely the neighbors were going to call in a complaint about all the noise. What about all the damage to Tsuna’s room?

Hm? Speaking of damage…

“Hahi! Haru’s Yakatabuneeeeee! NOoooooooooooo!” She’s going to have to make the costume all over again!

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❗ [Ch.22 I REFUSE to allow for them to forget about Tsuna’s birthday for the ‘comedic effect’. If Haru is childhood friends, she’s going to remember and change that. HMPH!]

“How exciting! It’s almost Reborn-chan’s birthday? Of course, Haru would love to help with the preparations for it!” Haru is enthusiastic about the invite to join in the celebrations of Reborn’s birthday.

Haru thought it was odd that Tsu-chan wasn’t the one informing her about the surprise, but then she realized that with how close their birthdays were to each other, this had to be a joint birthday celebration!

With how busy Haru was on the daily, her schedule was always very hectic, and the same could be said for Yamamoto as well, who was busy with club activities and training. They sometimes crossed paths by mere coincidence, when she got out of tutoring and him out of practice.

That was likely the reason why he brought it up to her, being the first one to come across her.

Looking from side to side, she ensures that Tsuna isn’t nearby for the rest of this conversation. “Ne, Haru is just asking out of curiosity, but why are all the plans Reborn-chan related? Shouldn’t you also plan around Tsu-chan as well? What about her interests?” Seemed pretty unfair to cater the entire joint-party around Reborn.

She could understand how some parents would tell the older children to make concessions for the younger siblings, but it shouldn’t come at the expense of feeling neglected and ignored on their special day.

The look of confusion on Yamamot’s face made Haru squint her eyes skeptically. Surely even Tsuna’s mother wouldn’t have forgotten her own daughter’s birthday…? She must have brought it up at least once?

‘Maybe she’s just been so busy with caring for all the kids that it slipped her mind?’

Understanding of how busy Nana could be, maybe that was the reasoning behind it… but it still didn’t sit right with her. “Tsu-chan’s birthday is the day after Reborn-chan’s birthday. Planning two consecutive parties is a lot of effort, so it would make sense to celebrate them together, right?”

Haru Miura is not one to forget important dates, and Tsu-chan’s birthday was one she always remembered every single year. If they couldn’t find the time to celebrate together in person, Haru always made sure to send a small package with a gift to the Sawada household, so it wasn’t like she’d suddenly forget for this year.

“Ah, is it?” Yamamoto laughs awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head. He had no idea that it was also her birthday so soon. They’d only been planning the party for Reborn, but they could probably make some changes to the plan to account for Tsuna’s birthday celebrations as well.

Then again, he remembered something. Gokudera had occasionally gone out window shopping, trying to find a gift, but the shops he’d look into didn’t seem to be something that was to Reborn’s tastes. Knowing Gokudera, it made sense that he’d know about her birthday- but he should share the bountiful harvest of knowledge!

‘He probably wanted to hog the knowledge to prove how loyal and dedicated he is.’ The guy had some selfish tendencies that would only make some sense when you knew that Gokudera was a lone wolf for so much of his life.

Back to the topic, no one would want to feel left out or forgotten, so plans were going to have to change. Without Haru saying something, Tsuna would’ve felt disappointed or hurt by them forgetting about her birthday as well.

“That’s the great thing about childhood friends, huh? You’ll make sure to have Tsuna’s back. Let’s think of some ideas to propose to the others to incorporate Tsuna as well to the plans.”

“Hahi! Haru would love that! Ah- but is Gokudera-san going to be attending the planning sessions as well…?” Haru asks quietly.

Yamamoto chuckles, noticing how easily Haru showed her emotions on her face. It was clear that she didn’t get along with him and was hoping that the answer to the question would be ‘no’.

Then again, with how often they bicker whenever they’re in the same room, it was understandable that she didn’t like him very much. “Yeah, he’s going to be there too. He’s pretty excited about it, I think.” Yamamoto could tell that Gokudera had a bit more energy and interest in the plans than he normally would in regards to something he didn’t care for, so it was safe to say that he was excited.

Haru’s nose scrunches at the news, but, she knew that Gokudera was a person that Tsuna cared for. He was one of Tsuna’s first friends at Namimori, so Haru will relent on the ‘anti-yankee’ feelings of hers.

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      [A tiny time skip because I can. I don’t feel like writing out the entire planning process lol The time skip is of the actual party itself. Also, a vague reference to ‘Bomb Bambino’ is included.]

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The party was going smoothly and Haru was so happy to see that both birthday people were enjoying the day. Reborn was being celebrated as was Tsu-chan! She was glad that she said something to Yamamoto so they could remedy the fact that they almost threw a surprise party for just Reborn and not Tsuna.

As it turned out, Nana was worried that Tsuna wouldn’t want a surprise party thrown for her because she could be pretty shy about things. It was perhaps more accurate to say that because she didn’t have many friends to begin with over the years, it may end up being more hurtful than anything- but after the behest of everyone, she agreed to also celebrate Tsuna at the same time as Reborn.

She already had plans to celebrate as a family in case Tsuna would rather a more private affair, but with how adamant all the young teens were, she felt that it was safe to trust in these kids to make her daughter’s birthday a special one- and a special one it was!

Reborn had such an interesting idea for party games! It was something about ranking gifts? Reborn had said something to the effect of, “Tsuna, you won’t be able to objectively rank the gifts/performances so sit out this year. You’ll only give everyone a ranking of 100 points.”

The party was certainly a lively event with lots of delicious food, laughter, and the occasional threats. Reborn and Tsuna both got presents or fun performances to enjoy, and Nana could rest easy seeing just how happy her daughter was. All of Tsuna’s new friends were good kids, and she was happy to see Tsuna enjoying life more with her new friends by her side.

Haru wasn’t a new friend, but she came back into Tsuna’s life once she got used to her new school. Nana went back into the kitchen to cook up some more food in her excitement. Bianchi had gone into the kitchen to aid her.

The only thing that could be considered weird about the party was the fact that Haru couldn’t stop looking at Gokudera with squinted eyes throughout the duration of the party. When it was his turn to give Tsuna a gift or a performance, he’d requested that he give her the gift later.

Suspicious.

When Gokudera left the room after Bianchi, Haru followed him out into the hallway to confront him. Slamming her hand against the wall, “what’s up with you, Gokudera-san? You were fine with doing a performance trick with your dynamites for Reborn-chan, but for Tsu-chan, you tell her to wait?” That had to be a bit embarrassing for her, wasn’t it? What, discriminating against her friend?

You think she won’t smack you for that? She will! Still, Haru is a fair person and she’ll at least wait for an answer- Hahi? Why was he a bit red? Why are his green eyes darting around nervously?

“Yeah, he’s going to be there too. He’s pretty excited about it, I think.”

‘Could it be?’

“Are you… being shy?” What was so different between Reborn-chan and Tsu-chan? What was there to be shy about? Was the difference… in the way that he felt between the two individuals? Maybe there was something special about Tsuna?

‘Does he like her? WELL HE’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH!’

Really, no one was going to be good enough for her gentle friend, especially not some yankee punk!

Gokudera felt the hairs on the back of his neck raise when Haru hit the nail on the head. Yeah, he was nervous! It wasn’t like he hadn’t attended birthday parties when he was a young master of a mafia famiglia when he was younger, but it was the first time he’d attended a party of someone that he liked and admired.

The lone wolf had finally found a place to call home and it meant so much to him, but he didn’t know how to actually convey it properly. He knew that sometimes he was a bit much with how intense he could be and it troubled Tsuna, but he couldn’t help it! Tsuna was the person who saved his life and the sole boss that he’d ever risk his life for!

He was really excited about the party, but when the time came for it, he suddenly grew really awkward and shy. It was the first time he’d been invited to a party to celebrate someone… someone that he actually cared for. He had a thought in his mind: ‘Do I even deserve to be here? Am I even good enough to be here? What if… by my being here I cause more trouble for the boss?’

Of course, he was still overjoyed to celebrate Tsuna’s birth anniversary, even if he didn’t particularly like to celebrate his own… because it doubled as the anniversary of his mother’s death. He had some mixed feelings about birthdays.

When Haru confronted him, he felt irritated that she somehow got it right so quickly. “S-shut it! I’m not feeling shy or nothin’! I-I’ll just give my gift later! It’s special!” Gokudera couldn’t prepare anything fancy or expensive, because he was struggling financially on his end.

He lived on his own, and he worked part-time to pay for his rent and other stuff. The gift he picked out wasn’t anything grand or anything, but he did spend a lot of time carefully picking something out and he hoped she’d like it.

Haru squints her eyes skeptically, stepping in closer into his personal bubble to stare into his eyes. “Haru won’t comment on whether the gift is special,” Yamamoto did say something about how Gokudera seemed excited about the party… so he probably put some thought into the gift.

“That Gokudera fellow, he’s come all the way from Italy to meet Tsuna, the rumored heir to the Vongola name. He’s always been a lone-wolf, even if he was under the watchful eye of the Vongola, though he wasn’t a part of it.” “Hahi? Gokudera-san wasn’t a part of the Vongola to begin with?” Haru almost expected that he was born into the Vongola with how avid he was about supporting Tsuna to becoming the best Vongola boss she could be. “No, he was around, so he could be watched after he made a big mistake that Nono fixed for him.” If not for Nono acting fast after Gokudera’s confession, they managed to prevent the bombs from going off at the concert hall that would’ve killed everyone inside, including Carlo the performing pianist… and his young son Niccolo. “Why are you telling Haru this, Reborn-chan?” It was weird that Reborn would be telling her anything about Gokudera, knowing how often the two butted heads. “Just letting you know that he’s got a past. He’s been on his own since he was 8, so it’s not easy for him to relate to the rest of you. Cut him a bit of slack.” “Haru can try…”

“Are you nervous because you aren’t sure if Tsu-chan will like your gift? Tsu-chan would appreciate and treasure anything you got her.” Haru had all the faith in her friend that she would care for the thought that went into the gift than any monetary value.

Just knowing that a friend gifted her something made it worth its weight in gold to her.

“I don’t need to explain myself to you, you stupid woman!” Gokudera growls, and for once, Haru didn’t launch her own attack instantly. Instead, she only squinted her eyes even further, her eyebrows furrowing into the center of her forehead.

She didn’t hang out around the Namimori students that much, but she had noticed something in the times that she had- Gokudera cared about Tsuna more than anything, and he really didn’t know how to socialize with others in a meaningful way. Piecing together that he’d been on his own since he was 8… what socialization did he really have when he was probably trying to fend for his own life?

Being under the watchful eye of those that he didn’t view as friend or ally… he could only grow up being on edge. No wonder he was such a prickly cactus! There was probably something deep down where he did worry if Tsuna would like his gift or not… but the biggest thing that bothered him was probably…

“Haru has known Tsu-chan since we were really young kids. If you give her your gift, telling her happy birthday with a small smile, that’ll make her happy. It doesn’t have to be exuberant or anything. Sometimes, simple is best.”

Whether he would appreciate her words or not, it didn’t really matter to Haru, but she hoped that it could help him a little bit.

Before he could say something, “Hayato, stop causing such a ruckus on a good day.”

“Gah! A-Aniki!” Gokudera doubles over, holding his stomach in pain.

“Hahi! Gokudera-san is down!”

The gift would have to be given to Tsuna later, after the party was over. The poor guy was out like a light for a few hours. He had found one of those alarms that girls use when creeps are around and gifted it to Tsuna after he customized it a little bit.

It’s moments like this that it sinks in that he really was a genius to be able to tinker with the device to make some small changes. The moment he heard the customized alarm, he’d come running. It was his way of showing his devotion to his boss and also his consideration.

She may not think too much about her safety now because of how safe Japan was in general, but with the other heirs dying such deaths, he couldn’t take any chances with Tsuna’s safety.

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      [References Volume 5, chapter 2 of the Secret bullet novel series. ‘Gokudera’s Worst Day Ever’. Sadly, I don’t have a translated ver of the whole thing to reference, so I will vaguely reference a synopsis ver as inspo. I obviously had to reference this for—reasons...]

Whatever happened, a whole lot of them were sent to the hospital and of course, that meant Haru came to visit to check in on everyone. Did it mean that everyone was happy to see her? Nope, there was even someone who was pretending to be completely fine- when he’s not!

Haru had gone to visit Tsuna who had been transferred to a different ward because she was so worried about Gokudera’s injuries. His attempt to act like nothing was wrong seemingly had the opposite effect- who knew!

A bit vexed, Haru played a small prank on Gokudera, something that she does when her trolling acts up. He needs to learn a small lesson for being a naughty guy who doesn’t properly take a proper rest!

She told him that he was cursed, and that if he didn’t do something about it, Tsu-chan could end up harmed because of it. To undo the curse, he would have to receive a straw doll from Lambo.

It was supposed to be a simple prank. She honestly didn’t think he’d take it seriously, but she also didn’t know how superstitious Italians could be, so he ran off to fuss with Lambo about retrieving the doll from him.

One thing led to another and somehow there was a giant Kaijuu in the hospital that caused great damage! Haru rushed over to see that Gokudera and Hibari were fighting when the rubble came down because of the giant Kaijuu-like creature. She watched as the two were buried underneath the rubble and she felt her heart stop for a moment.

This was her fault.

Hibari pulls himself from the rubble unharmed, but there was no sign of Gokudera. She hastily tries to find him in the rubble, and when she did, he was severely hurt- but alive. She had to confess to him that the thing about the curse was a complete lie.

“Haru’s sorry! The curse thing was just a lie! Haru thought that it would make you get along better with Lambo-chan!”

“Why tell me now that this is a lie? Don’t worry about me, this is none of your bu-”

“What are you talking about!?” Haru snaps at him, brown eyes glaring into his surprised greens. “IF Gokudera-san is hurt, Tsu-chan would be further saddened! She’d be worried! Haru has to tell the truth now to prevent you from further hurt!”

Gokudera averts his eyes and clicks his tongue. Of course, she only cares because of the 10th. Haru didn’t actually care for him, but cared for how her childhood friend would feel.

“… Haru would be upset too.”

“Huh?” Gokudera was surprised, and unsure if he was even hearing things right. Why would she be upset?

“You may say mean things to Haru all the time and you bully her… but… despite you being the way you are… Haru still sees you as her friend.”

She starts looking around at all the damage around them. She would’ve liked to tell him to go back to his ward… but… where was it in all this damage? Was his ward even left intact? Probably not. “Hah… how did all this happen? How are you going to recover now?”

“So annoying.” He mutters quietly.

“Hahi?”

“Not ‘Hahi’ – it’s annoying! Don’t say weird shit like that, stupid woman!” Gokudera blurted out impulsively. He never really had anyone who truly worried about him without strings like this before. Family was different, as was a boss that he was willing to risk his life for.

This Haru girl was someone that he didn’t really have a solid relationship with, and yet she still cared for his well-being. It left a weird prickly feeling in his chest.

“HAHI! What was that? Haru was being nice-”

“You’re so annoying, stupid woman. You stupid woman!!” The flustered teen didn’t know what else to say in this moment after finding himself incredibly flustered.

“HAHI! Why’d you say it twice!?” Haru was getting annoyed, puffing out her cheeks in annoyance. It was just like a hamster and that just frustrated him all the more.

“I’ll say it as many times as I want. STUPID WOMAN STUPID WOMAN STUPID WOMAN STUPID WOMAN”

How childish!

Haru gnashes her teeth, “Gokudera-san… you… you… YOU’RE THE MOST ANNOYING ONE HERE!”

A nurse pushes through the rubble to see the two teens fighting. “I’ve found someone over here! He looks injured! Get the stretcher! Miss, please move aside so we can relocate the patient.”

Haru clicks her tongue and steps aside, glaring him down the entire time. The two teens were locked in a heavy glaring battle but once they were out of eyesight from each other… Haru drops to her knees and sighs heavily.

It was truly a miracle that he was okay. If he had the energy to bicker with her, he was going to be okay. She was feeling relieved, but the young teen boy was feeling confused and flustered.

What kind of stupid woman is she anyways? What an idiot!

Caring for someone like him? PFFT! What a useless thing, right? He wasn’t worth anyone’s care.

Idiot.

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       [Original content, but set in the Daily Life arc]

Gokudera had finished his shift at the convenience store that he worked at. What a drag, working until this late, but what can he do? He had to make an honest living somehow. He didn’t have anyone who could sponsor him- not that he would want that.

He wanted to live on his own terms and not owe anyone anything.

“Hahi!”

Ugh, it’s that annoying girl again. Gokudera rolls his eyes and he turns around to take the long way back to his apartment. He didn’t feel like dealing with the girl right after he’d finished a work shift.

“Ow! Let go of me!”

It didn’t even take one second before he’d already turned around once more and made a dash towards where he heard Haru’s annoying voice.

Ever the hit first, yell next, and ask questions later- he ran up and kicked someone’s face in. “Let the stupid woman go.” His boss would be very disappointed in him if he ever let Haru get hurt if he could’ve prevented it.

As much as the girl annoyed the SHIT out of him, he did appreciate the girl’s guts. She wasn’t deterred by the fact that Tsuna was a mafia-boss-to-be and remained steadfast friends with her childhood friend. She would always support Tsuna in whatever she was doing, and she was a source of comfort for Tsuna as well. He wasn’t blind to not be able to see that.

He didn’t see Haru as being one of ‘them’ yet, but he wouldn’t let a girl he knew be bullied, not on his turf! When the guy let Haru go, Gokudera pulled her in behind him. “I dunno what your deal is, but you’d better leave things here while you still have all your teeth.”

“The fuck!? What did I tell you? He’s just a regular useless punk who only knows violence!” One of the guys ran over to check up on his friend that was knocked out unconscious with Gokudera’s kick.

Yeah, that’s true, so what of it? Gokudera cracked his knuckles, ready to give the guys a thorough lesson that they won’t forget. What he didn’t expect was for a certain girl to chime in from behind him.

“Hahi! You said it again! How rude!”

He knew that Haru had a temper, how could he not when they verbally fought all the time? He didn’t know that Haru could have a violent bone in her body, considering she never had the urge to strangle the shit out of Lambo when he was being annoying.

The brat has a way of bringing the ‘I wanna strangle something’ out of someone.

Haru walked up to the one who spoke and landed an open-faced slap against his cheek. Gokudera noticed that another of the guys sported a matching palm print on his cheek as well. Context clues helped him deduce that some guys were speaking the truth about Gokudera and pissed Haru off for some reason?

That didn’t make sense. Why get mad about something that’s true?

“Gokudera-san isn’t a useless person! He has a temper, he’s incredibly rude, he’s allergic to being nice to people,” “Hey! Are you done talking shit about me stupid woman!?” “YOU SHUT UP, IDIOT!” Even Gokudera had to shrink back at her yelling at him like that.

Sure, they had screaming matches, but he’d never seen her this angry before. “Gokudera-san is smart, and he is loyal. He is protective and caring in his own way, but it’s hard to see because he’s such a tsundere! He is a grouch, but he follows (most) rules! He’s better than you guys who graffiti the walls and litter!”

“You done talking, bitch? I’m gonna avenge Hiroki!” One of the other guys sporting Haru’s handprint of JUSTICE makes a lunge at her and if not for Gokudera pulling her back, she would’ve stood her ground. She meant what she said and she wasn’t going to back down for any reason. If he wants to hit her, she’s definitely not going down without a fight! She can bite! She has nails that can scratch you up something fierce!

Haru stumbled backwards from Gokudera pulling on her arm towards him. He wasn’t one to let a woman fight his battles for him, nor was he one to allow a woman to get hurt in a battle, even if she did start it herself. (What a fucking stupid woman, right?)

“Stop! What are you kids doing this late at night!” A police officer arrives and the boys scatter, grabbing their unconscious friend and running off. Only Haru and Gokudera were left behind, and anyone could see that this punk-looking guy grabbed a law-abiding school girl. “Young man, I’ll be needing you to come with me for questioning.”

Gokudera being used to questioned for simply existing didn’t even put up a fuss about following the officer. He’d found out that rebelling was far more energy-expensive than cooperating.

“Ah, hello officer-san. My friend here was only helping me from the other boys who were being mean to be earlier.” Haru stands in between the officer and Gokudera, pushing him back with her hand. “Haru understands that he looks a certain way, but he’s really a nice guy, please believe Haru. He’s still acclimating to living in Japan after having lived abroad for so long.”

Would a girl from Midori, an elite all girl’s school really go out of her way to vet some random punk?

“Hey, you should greet the hardworking officer-san properly.” Haru quietly reprimands Gokudera, who nods his head in greeting reluctantly, following her prompting.

Seeing the way he was compliantly listening to her directives, it did seem there may be some truth to her words. Despite how he looked, he probably wasn’t that bad of a kid. If he came from abroad, that may explain his rude demeanor and his sense of style. “Well, be careful next time. It’s getting late, so you kids should go home.”

“Thank you very much, officer-san! We’ll be on our way promptly! Have a pleasant night, sir.” Haru bids a pleasant farewell to the officer and sighs in relief.

“Care to explain, stupid woman?”

“Haru isn’t stupid. Shouldn’t you at least be grateful that Haru got you out of a visit to the police station?”

Gokudera only rolls his eyes in response. Even if they wanted to, they wouldn’t persecute him for anything. Even if they tried to, there would be ways to get out of it.

“They were saying rude things about you, and they said that they’d blame the graffiti work on you. Haru couldn’t stand it, so she said something about it… with her hand.” She shakes her hand a few times before showing him how red it was. She put all her weight into those slaps, you know?

“You should’ve just let them, it doesn’t matter to me what they say or think about me. Building up street cred works for me.” Gokudera scoffs, finding her actions to be such a waste. The more notorious his name was, the less likely anyone was to bother him. The more notoriety he had, the better his name could keep his boss safe. “It’s not worth getting into trouble with punks like that over me.”

Haru put both of her hands on Gokudera’s face to pull him closer so they could be at eye level.

She was annoyed, but not because he didn’t appreciate her efforts. “No. Haru won’t tolerate anyone talking badly about her friends. You may be a rude punk, but you’re not a bad person.” She lets go of his face and puts her hands on her hips, “it isn’t like Haru really thought about it before acting. She was so mad about what they said about you. If Haru gets hurt defending her friends, so be it. She won’t regret it.”

Gokudera flicks her forehead, “idiot. My honor doesn’t mean shit if you have to get hurt over it. Next time, just snap a picture of their faces and I’ll deal with it myself.”

Haru rubs her forehead, grumbling underneath her breath. How dare he flick her forehead? Hmph!

Puffing out her cheeks, she turns away and walks off.

“Oi! Where is your answer, stupid woman!”

“HARU CAN’T HEAARRR YOOUUUUUU, LAA LAAA LAAAAAA~”

“Oi!”

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Neo is stopping here for now. Phew! Part 2 will come eventually whenever I have the time and energy to do so.

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Man, sometimes I wish ppl realize there is more to kyoko than just her relationship with Tsuna. I mean, I kinda understand why since she’s practically defined by Tsuna’s rose colored lens and his crush on her but literally I would love to see headcanons on her that didn’t involve romance (not that there is anything wrong with her ships but I wish ppl focused on anything but that).

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𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝���� 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭

𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐮𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰

𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡

[signorinavongola]

Lexy.

I am glad you like it! Simu Liu has that cute dumb vibe and charisma. ♥

SIMU LIU as Ken BARBIE (2023) Dir. Greta Gerwig

[signorinavongola]

((So this isn’t our first rodeo with me writing something for ya, but it is your first ‘Haru Haru Choco Delivery’ with us. Like with previous drabbles written for you, you’re free to do with them as you like. You can post them, keep them in inbox, consider them canon interaction between our muses (or not), you can reply to it or not. Whatever you want, that’s your freedom to choose! Thanks for indulging me! I am borrowing one of my other muses for this again, yes))

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The alternative methods were to either wait for Tsunayoshi to visit Japan herself, to send something through the postal system for Tsunayoshi.

Neither option seemed to pique Haru Miura’s attention this time around as she normally dared to think the unthinkable- use Hibari Kyouya as a courier service.

Though the majority of the Vongola were based in Italy, Hibari was the one Guardian whose location always varied based off what had caught his attention.

Just like the free-floating clouds in the sky, the man often drifts around the globe investigating odd phenomenon or possible enemies to bite to death. When he wasn’t investigating a topic of interest, the Cloudian was often based in Japan.

You could take the man out of Namimori, but you cannot take Namimori out of the man.

At the end of the day, it worked out in the sense that it would be comforting to know that should anything happen in Namimori, a powerful Cloudian would be nearby to bite the perpetrators to death in a prompt manner.

Of course, this meant that sometimes Haru would contact him and ask ‘when is the next time you’ll be going to Italy? Oh? Do you mind doing Haru a favor…?’

That’s how he found himself reorganizing his schedule on the unspoken (but implicitly understood) behest of the brunette woman.

“Haru Miura sends her regards along with this gift.” The aloof man sets down a box of cookies along with a letter in front of the mafia boss. “If you’ve something to send back to her in the next coming days, that can be arranged through me. I will be in Italy for a few days before returning to Namimori.” Seeing as he’s already being used as a courier service, he may as well be the return service as well.

It was the least he could do for the woman who had the tireless job of looking after children who incessantly crowd around visitors.

Inside of the box Hibari brought were Mochi match chocolate cookies. They were shelf-stable cookies. Haru added cocoa powder to the batter to add some chocolate to the treat. It’s not a proper Valentine’s day gift without chocolate.

The letter reads:

[Dear Tsu-chan,

Did the Hibari Kyouya express deliver the cookies to you safely? Haru asked him very nicely for a favor and he was kind enough to say yes. When I told him it was for Valentine’s day, he reorganized his schedule to coincide with the day.

Hopefully the change in schedule didn’t come as a big inconvenience for you. If it was, that was my fault, so please don’t hold that against him for listening to my whims.

The important part is the cookies! Mochi cookies are delicious and are relatively shelf-stable. Matcha is a taste of Japan, and I added cocoa powder to the mix, you know, for Valentine’s day. The cookies would travel well and will keep for a while, that’s why I supplied a lot of cookies in the box for you to enjoy.

Everyone here is doing well, so you don’t have to worry much. All the kids are fairing well. I do miss you a lot, but we’re both doing big and great things! I feel I don’t say it enough that I’m proud of you and that I’m happy that you’re out there doing amazing things.

Don’t forget to get rest and to take good care of yourself! If Haru finds out you’re not taking good care of yourself, she’ll give you a call and scold you~

Your friend who misses you dearly,

Haru Miura]

Lexy.

I've had this treasure in my inbox for 8 months now, maybe it's out of date, but I'm posting it because I appreciate your effort and creativity, @queenharumiura. ♥

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❤🎶 Reborn & fem!Tsuna (not ship)

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.Whiskey.

I'll Make A Man Out Of You from Mulan

Tranquil as a forest, but on fire within Once you find your center, you are sure to win You're a spineless, pale, pathetic lot And you haven't got a clue Somehow I'll make a man out of you

Heroes (We Could Be) by Alesso

We could hide away in daylight We go undercover, wait out the sun Got a secret side in plain sight Where the streets are empty, that's where we run

Every day people do everyday things, but I Can't be one of them I know you hear me now, we are a different kind We can do anything

We could be heroes We could be heroes, me and you We could be heroes We could be heroes, me and you We could be

Superman by Five For Fighting

I can't stand to fly I'm not that naive I'm just out to find The better part of me

I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane I'm more than some pretty face beside a train And it's not easy to be me

I wish that I could cry Fall upon my knees Find a way to lie 'Bout a home I'll never see

It may sound absurd, but don't be naive Even heroes have the right to bleed I may be disturbed, but won't you concede Even heroes have the right to dream? And it's not easy to be me

[signorinavongola]

❤🎶 Iemitsu & fem!Tsuna (father and daughter)

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.Whiskey.

My Wish by Rascall Flatts

I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow And each road leads you where you want to go And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose I hope you choose the one that means the most to you And if one door opens to another door closed I hope you keep on walkin' 'till you find the window If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile

But more than anything, more than anything My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small You never need to carry more than you can hold And while you're out there getting where you're getting to I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too

Yeah, this, is my wish

Isn't She Lovely by Stevie Wonder

Isn't she lovely Isn't she wonderful Isn't she precious Less than one minute old

I never thought through love we'd be Making one as lovely as she But isn't she lovely, made from love

I Loved Her First by Heartland (Iemitsu if Tsu-chan ever got married)

Look at the two of you dancin' that way Lost in the moment and each other's face So much in love, you're alone in this place Like there's nobody else in the world

I was enough for her not long ago I was her number one, she told me so And she still means the world to me, just so you know So be careful when you hold my girl Time changes everything, life must go on And I'm not gonna stand in your way

But I loved her first, I held her first And a place in my heart will always be hers From the first breath she breathed When she first smiled at me

I knew the love of a father runs deep And I prayed that she'd find you someday But it's still hard to give her away I loved her first

[signorinavongola]

These songs fit like hell! ♥

❤🎶 Mukuro x fem!Tsuna

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.Whiskey. Halo by Starset

I can see you running, running (Running, running) Every night from the same darkness It's coming, coming (Coming, coming) But you are not alone If you just say the word I'll be there by your side You make me more You make me superhuman And if you need me to I will save you

Send out the signal and I'll fly low If it means the death of me, I won't let go And if I'm lost in the world's shadows I'll use the light that comes to me From your halo

Without You by My Darkest Days

'Cause without you I'm a disaster (The moment you go) And you're my ever after (Just thought you should know)

'Cause I need to know your answer (Just say you'll stay with me) I want you to say you're gonna stay with me (Just say you'll stay with me)

I die every day that you're away from me

My heart breaks with every beat I can't explain what you do to me So just say you'll promise me Please, take me if you ever leave

Burden by Citizen Soldier

I think you say sorry too much, I think you got issues with trust From the voices in your head that say that you're too hard to love I think you still live with the ghost of people you needed the most That let you down and taught you how to keep your closet door closed

But I've been there and I would rather die (would rather die) Than watch you drown in tears that you need to cry

You can talk, you can talk to me I can tell that you're not okay You can spill your guts, I won't leave You are not a burden to me You can talk, you can talk to me Even down in your darkest place You can let your skeletons scream You are not a burden to me

[signorinavongola]

Tsuna's Realtionship With His Father Is Strained As Hell (Meta)

.Whiskey. Cut for spoilers and length! Continue at your own risk!

So while re reading the start of the Varia arc, we find out Iemitsu has been gone for 2 whole years and Tsuna had even believed he'd vanished/was MIA.

Nana then states that she's been in touch with him this whole time...yet she never told Tsuna. Bianchi even said she doesn't bring him up either because she thought it was actually taboo to mention Iemitsu because Nana never speaks of him either so she thought he might have died already. Starting to feel pretty bad for this kid. We get the "tell Tsuna I've become a star in the sky or something so it sounds romantic" line from him and then we get to Tsuna and the guys walking to school where Tsuna opens up more explaining to the guys and he says something that rubbed me the wrong way about Iemitsu.

"There's no reason for him not to come back even once for two whole years."

I feel bad for Tsuna even more now. But then we get a hint that his friends might not have as good of home lives as believed. Yamamoto asked in a prior panel if they should just go hang out somewhere, to which Gokudera responds with this. "My house is far more complicated and messy." We find out later that Gokudera actually lives alone, he has no one except Bianchi who checks in on him sometimes.

But through that minor exposition in that panel, it gets Tsuna thinking "maybe these two are thinking about how I feel."

Tsuna's home life might actually be shittier than we were led to believe, but he has a family right there in his guardians who would do anything for him even if their lives are just as complicated at the moment.

[signorinavongola]

[AFFECTION] The sender and the receiver share a quick, subtle peck on the cheek, careful not to attract attention to their intimate moment. (for Mukuro)

Secret Relationship starters- no longer accepting!

He leaned in, a small smile spreading at the corner of his lips. They weren't open about their relationship and Mukuro preferred it that way. He had a reputation to uphold of being a terrifying adversary to the Vongola and he wasn't about to let that go. Soft moments exchanged like this in privacy were something a guy like him wasn't exactly used to. Blood on his hands suited him better than lipstick on the collar, but he wasn't complaining. Silently he turned and left a soft and quick kiss to her forehead as Mukuro whispered, "We can't get caught. This will have to do."

[signorinavongola]

❤️‍🔥🔥(for Mukuro)

Send me a "👀❤️‍🔥" for how my muse would react to having a erotic dream of your muse, or "❤️‍🔥🔥" for a drabble about an erotic dream my muse has had of yours.- no longer accepting!

"Oh?" His body felt ablaze as he tossed and turned. Sweat ran down his face and chest, causing his hair to stick to him. Mukuro could deal with that later. He needed a shower anyway after that kind of dream.

"Oya? So she can do more with that mouth than just run it? I see."

A heated argument between them had led to him backing her against a wall and threatening her with the time of her life. But when Tsuna didn't flinch, Mukuro waited for a reaction of some kind. He was never a nice guy, most people ran from him when he got too intense. Not her. He found himself backed against a wall with Tsuna on her knees. A delicious sight to him if he was being honest. For once she didn't look weak. And for once she proved exactly what she could do with that damned mouth. And oh how he loved it.

Waking in a state of arousal, he made a note: find out what other parts of her body she was good at using.

[signorinavongola]

❤️‍🔥🔥 (for Hayato)

Send me a "👀❤️‍🔥" for how my muse would react to having a erotic dream of your muse, or "❤️‍🔥🔥" for a drabble about an erotic dream my muse has had of yours.- no longer accepting!

He needed a cold shower, he knew that much.

He'd once again woken up in a sweat, body flushed and hot all over. He'd never thought about the 10th in that way before, but something about her was even more enticing now. He couldn't help but picture her mewling his name like a sweet little kitten underneath him as her claws dug into his back the longer they went.

Thoughts ran wild of skin on skin, nothing between them, he'd claimed her in a fantasy and now he couldn't get it out of his head. Watching her shake and shiver as he knew he was the cause of it was ecstasy for him.

But as pleasant as it was, it was all a dream. Maybe, however, one day he'd get the courage to tell her what he wanted.

[signorinavongola]

Prompt + Reborn is her father figure. (for Reborn)

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He couldn't fail her now, as a tutor or a father. Tsuna had done her best in this fight, but some opponents play a little too dirty even in the Mafia, there are standards. His hands were tied though, he was only allowed to interfere if the student's life was in danger. But no father wants to see their child getting their ass handed to them like this. Would it count as interference if he only warned them? To hell with the Vindice, he'd be happy to die to protect her. It's what any father would want right? "Dame Tsuna! Get up!" Reborn grabbed Leon and waited for him to turn into his gun. Loading it, he took aim. Dying will bullet fired, it was up to Tsu-chan if she survived this or not.

No father would leave his child to die alone, no matter how spartan and some things in life such as love, combat, and guidance are better when they're done with dying will.

"Good luck, Tsuna!" Reborn hoped deep down she wouldn't need it though.

[signorinavongola]

Prompt + emotional distance between Tsuna and his father (for Iemitsu)

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He'd not been home in a while so this was understandable. Let her be mad if she wanted to, Iemitsu was only doing what was best for his family and protecting them as best as he could. He'd never in all his years known his daughter to be cold, but he understood why. Leave it to an absentee father to not know his daughter's favorite food or color, was it orange? Had to be right? She was a Sky flame after all. Idiot logic. Hardhat on, he carried in his pick, casually pretending to be returning from the mines. They didn't need to know he'd been in Italy all month cleaning up the remains of a criminal organization. "Tsu-chan! Daddy's home!" He called cheerfully and hoped a fight wouldn't start. She could give him the cold shoulder all she wanted. Because he already knew damn well it was his fault.

[signorinavongola]

The tension in the air crackled as Hibari's voice resonated with his usual bravado. Bound and bloodied, he still managed to exude confidence. Tsuna's gaze flickered toward him, amber eyes burning with worry—and something else. Determination.

Stepping forward, Tsuna positioned herself between him and the armed men surrounding them. Her heart pounded, but she pushed aside the anxiety threatening to overtake her. Hibari is family, and she will protect him with every ounce of strength.

"You are wrong, Hibari," she said, her words sharp but laced with something tender, "I'm the predator here." She glanced at the men, her head held high, unafraid despite the guns pointed at her and the chaos brewing just beneath the surface. She knows what she is doing is reckless—perhaps even foolish—but that's what it means to protect her family.

"I’m the one who planned all of this." The brunette admitted. "I knew exactly what we were walking into. You think killing him will stop us?" She shook her head, amber eyes flashing with fire. "You don't understand what is coming. And you will regret it if you don't let him go."

Tsuna stepped even closer, her back fully turning to Hibari as if she was daring the men to make a move. Her presence filled the room, commanding attention. She knew Hibari was watching her closely, perhaps even realizing she was not that fragile girl from years ago. She is something far more dangerous.

Every instinct told her to be cautious and to let Hibari handle this. But she couldn't. She had to show him she wouldn't let him shoulder this burden alone.

Her words hung in the air, daring them to act, but Tsuna already knew help was coming. Varia. The elite unit of assassins was always on standby, and she trusted their sharpshooter was already in position, ready to strike. Her goal now was simple: buy time and keep their captors distracted. Her life might be on the line, but she won't allow Hibari to die for her. She would never forgive herself if he did.

A crack of gunfire rang out. One of the men holding a gun on Hibari collapsed, blood pooling beneath him. A sniper's bullet was successful, and the adrenaline coursing through her veins intensified.

Chaos erupted as more shots tore through the room, precise and deadly. Tsuna doesn't flinch—she expected this. The Varia never miss. She knew their enemies would soon be picked off one by one, but she still moved, focusing now on Hibari. She was putting herself in danger to protect him, but for Tsuna, that was no different from breathing. It's what she does. She would fight for him with every fibre of her being as fiercely as he would for her.

She crouched beside him. "I would never forgive myself if you died because of me." Tsuna said as her fingers worked quickly to loosen the bindings on his wrists.

She wasn't the weak little herbivore she once was. She was a lioness, ready to fight for those she loved, even if it meant risking everything.

[ CHOICE ] receiver has to choose between sparing their own life or the sender’s .

𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐗 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇 is bound to attract rivals : such is the Vongola family. Sicily's Cosa Nostra and Campania's Camorra, they both have been seeking to re-form their former glory, it is nothing new. What is new is their newly found determination, their alliance. Even to Japan, they dared to reach but it was him that burned all their webs before they could root deep into 𝐇𝐈𝐒 territory, and now here in Italy, his aim is exactly that. Or rather, was. Alas, he is now in a situation that he could have never imagined. And to think he is not alone . . How troublesome. Those large brown hues that are brimming with worry remind him of their younger days. She was an odd little herbivore that refused power and strength but ultimately, proved to be the hidden treasure that he still yearns to rip apart. Hence there is no doubt within his heart that it should be him who should go down - even without him, her strength will continue to prosper. A scoff escapes at not the gun being pointed at his head but at his very own thoughts : this is so not like him, no? But death, when its claws are slowly sinking in, has this tendency to bring out what's often concealed in one's core. He has experienced that once. Only, this time there is no way out for him, it seems.

❝ Delusions of weaklings make me nauseous. So, gentlemen, let's cut down to the case, shall we? ❞ Confidence, despite the taste of blood in his mouth and his bound limbs, resonates strongly in the cloud's voice. His vision has long become layered with a crimson shade of his very own blood, where the heavy tool had hit him still throbs rather viciously. ❝ I must confess that I am surprised you would give me the opportunity to choose when you know that I will bite you all to death should I survive. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 - not her. ❞

For a brief moment, his head turns towards Tsuna, just to offer her a reassuring smile. Part of him does want her to feel safe like she and her friends always would whenever he showed up. 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑫𝑬 , 𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃. Not to mention, she will survive, for help should be on their way. That knowledge alone is the reason why he appears to be calm in spite of his cold hands, of his heart violently beating within his rib-cage ; refusing to lose, why he is able to turn his head and gaze right into the men's wavering eyes, clearly challenging them.

❝ Still too afraid to pull the trigger? ❞ / meme / @signorinavongola