#i never watched the one with natsuki’s younger brother because it didn’t interest me

[guubiiz]

i need to rewatch our love has always been 10 centimeters apart!!

[stellar-imagines]

SCENARIO REQUEST: ❝Sailor Moon isn’t outdated.❞

[ Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia ] [ Characters: Kirishima Eijirou ]

「Aoyama has a younger twin in the support course. The class doesn't know about it until you showed up in class 1-A on Halloween, dressed as Sailor Moon. Kirishima finds himself entranced by your personality.」

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

"[Last Name], what the hell are you dressed as?" your classmate asked.

"I'm the warrior of love and justice and I order you to be quiet and go along with it. This thing here is a freaking laser beam and it can cut you in half." you waved your wand at them. They chuckled softly in responded, stating that you were getting a bit too into it but it wasn't a bad thing.

Halloween was the perfect holiday. That was what Hatsume always said. The perfect excuse to create new things to your costumes and you can't help but agree. You didn't plan on going as Sailor Moon but when you found the unused laser stick laying in your inventory, it got your creative juices going. And you ended up making it look like some girly magic wand and one of your friends jokingly mentioned that you should cosplay as Tsukino Usagi, who's more known as Sailor Moon to most people. Carried away by Hatsume, you ended up making a replica of the costume. It was a bit embarrassing to be dressed up like this but you don't even know what Hatsume was dressed as and it actually assured you.

The UA Halloween Party was held at one of the gyms but you and Hatsume wandered around the school building for a while. You intended to visit your older brother who had forgotten to bring his wallet, having misplaced it on the shelf in your living room. The pink haired girl accompanying you was talking about what she was going to invent next week in the workshop. Inventing new things was your passion but you don't go overboard and obsess over it like Hastume. You had heaps of ideas and created tons of things, a lot were failures but it never got you down. As the sight of 1-A's classroom came into view, you stopped your conversation with your friend, telling her that you'd be right back.

You stepped into the classroom, everyone still unaware of your presence. Yuga was easy to spot, considering that he was wearing such a flashy and bright costume. And by flashy, you mean a suit that looked like an entire bucket of glitter had spilled over it. His hair stood out from how much gel he used. Why do you need a flashlight in the dark when you have Yuga in the room? He's bright enough to light up any room. Your twin brother rose his head when he saw your silhouette cast over his desk.

"Bonjour. Comment ça va?" you waved at your brother who was seated at his desk. Hatsume stayed outside while you went in. Yuga turned his head to see you standing by the doorway and waved you over.

"Ça va bien, [First Name]! What brings you here on this lovely day?" he asked as you took a seat on his desk. 

"You forgot your wallet at home, Yuga. Don't go leaving something so important in random places." you waved his wallet in your hand. He took it from your hands, flashing you a smile.

"Merci!"

It was a long time ago, your brother was infuriated with French and he picked up a few books to study the language. But of course, it was only as a hobby. There's almost zero chance that you'd be using it in Japan. As Yuga's younger sibling and his only playmate, you were dragged into this and you learned quite a handful about the language. It was often that you mixed the words together with Japanese. As the two of you continued your conversation, the students of Class 1-A started to shift their attention towards you.

“Who is Aoyama talking to?" Kirishima hummed, keeping his attention on you. The red haired male was seated on his desk, glancing at your direction. Kaminari, Sero and Bakugou was there with him too, the latter had been dragged by the three of them. Bakugou barely spared you a glance.

"Don't know, don't care." he grumbled.

“I don’t know. But her costume is pretty cute, huh?” Kaminari said, eyeing the perfect replica of Usagi Tsukino’s iconic outfit. Kirishima looked at you a little bit longer. It was rare to have visitors and judging by the way you were interacting with Aoyama, you must be a close friend. He had never seen you before, were you a student or an outsider that Aoyama invited?

“Bonjour, my lovely classmates! I would like to introduce you to my dear sister, [First Name]." Aoyama beams, a bright smile adorning his features, turning around so that everyone could see you. You give them a shy wave, nervous from being put under the spotlight all of a sudden.

"Hello, it's nice to meet you all. I'm Aoyama [First Name]. I'm a student from the Support Course. I'm in charge of my brother's costume upgrades but I actually don't really stick to one student. I actually help with upgrades" you said with a small smile.

“Your costume!” Mina squealed, stepping closer to you and pointing at your costume. You put your hand over your chest, a scarlet blush adorning your cheeks now that everyone's attention is on your outfit.

"That's Sailor Moon, right?" Uraraka questioned.

"Yes, I accidentally made this thing here so I thought why not? I was messing around with laser beams, and made what's basically a Sailor Moon light saber." you waved the wand that you had been holding onto this entire time.

“Do you make any other of our costumes?” Kaminari asked. You nodded, a big grin present on your face. You always loved talking about your work, having those you were making your work for, acknowledge you was the best feeling ever.

"Hm.....I did Froppy's goggles, Yuga's laser belt, Uravity's helmet.....Nothing too remarkable. But speaking of Uraraka-san! I have a few enhancement ideas for your costume after you sent the Support Department a request for something that can aid in rescuing. I can add this thermal tracker feature to your helmet which will help you look for people much easily! If not, maybe X-ray? What do you think?" you turned your attention towards the brown haired female who was caught off guard.

"Uwa! You can do that? That'a amazing!" Uraraka clapped.

"And Kirishima-kun!"

"Y-Yes!?" Kirishima didn't realized that he had been staring at you the entire time you were talking. It was so embarrassing to stutter with his classmates there to witness him.

"I hope you have something interesting in mind because I just received your rough draft. I'll start on your upgrade as soon as possible. I hope you don't mind me being in charge of such an important upgrade." you explain, your mind wandering back to the piles of blueprints you had at the work shop, all of them being new and old ideas. You got a bit too excited talking about work and hopped off the desk, only to lose your footing and fall backwards.

All of a sudden, Kirishima was in front of you, grabbing your wrist and preventing you from falling.

"Thank you, wearing these things isn't exactly my thing."

"No problem!" Kirishima beamed.

"You're such a gentleman, Kirishima. Just like a real life Tuxedo Mask." you chuckled. Kirishima's entire face burned and at this point, he was certain that the color of his face was the same shade as his own hair. How could you say something like that with a laugh?

Suddenly, Hatsume waltzed in the room, grabbing your hand. She scolded you for making her wait at the corridor for such a long time, assumed you for forgetting about her and complained about how boring it was.

"Come on, [First Name], a little bird told me that they're serving [Favorite Food]!" the pink haired began dragging you away.

"It was nice seeing you all! See you at the party or maybe see you when you need upgrades on your costumes!" you gave them a wave before disappearing out the door with Hatsume.

As you left with Hatsuma, Kirishima stared at his hand that had been holding onto your wrists. The girls were still talking about you, mostly going on about how passionate you were with your work. Kaminari, was as usual, talking about how pretty you looked. While Mineta....was just being Mineta. You had left an impression on him, not just him, but everyone in class. No one knew about Aoyama Yuga having a twin sister in UA and were surprised at the difference in personalities.

Total: 1414 words Published: 03.10.2019

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Thank you for requesting! *｡٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و*｡  As you can tell, we ran out of title names. I am not afraid to admit that I have never watched Sailor Moon! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ. I mean, well, its those anime that you'd watch as a kid right? It's released on the 1990s and I wasn't even born back then. Besides, I spent my days watching Naruto (￢ ֊ ￢) So, we tried our best to not go into full detail because we have nothing on Sailor Moon. Hope you liked it, though! ― author Hibiki/Lou

Thank you for requesting!  I. Have. Never. Watched. Sailor. Moon. Either! I didn't watch anime until I was a bit older and I was more into Shonen stuff. So, the two of us, who knows pretty much almost nothing about Sailor Moon, did this request. If this doesn't meet your expectations, then we apologize. ― author Natsuki

Please do not mind the grammar mistakes and typos.

[amisbro]

A UtaPri Q to answer

“How Long did it take you to like HEAVENS?” THIS is an interesting question to answer because we need to do the backstory how we got here and also compare them to say...QN and STARISH (or more specifically the individual members of the two in a way) Wanna go on a trip?  LET’S GO!

So If we take a look at S1 of UtaPri (1000%) we had an interesting landscape.  I say this because of the fact that literally I knew NOTHING about any of the characters that would be included in this series at the time and when I say “nothing” I mean jack squat.  The reason for this is because I wanted my reaction to the characters in the show to be genuine and I refused to let any “outside influence” persuade me one way or the other. I can tell you this too...the characters I liked then were almost different to whom I like now which is interesting. Like if you made me literally break it down for you it went something like this Masa ,Tokiya and Otoya were locks (especially Tokiya cos his reactions to how he had to handle having Oto as a roommate were priceless) Ren was in the category of “You annoy the shit out of me but I’m going to see what you got to show me” And then you had Syo and Natsuki that ,for whatever reason, weren’t exactly high on my faves list...more like on the outs (spoiler:  As far as the ANIME goes this doesn’t change...Shining Live I actually enjoy Syo and Natsuki more) and there were reasons but even I couldn’t tell you what they were.  I think a big one is cos ,for me, Syo just wanting to fight people cos of his height (which was a big thing in Season 1 and 2 to a lesser extent) was kind of ridiculous so that grated me.  Natsuki well...we know the reason as I make no bones that I was NEVER a fan of the “Satsuki Persona” and that just grated me (although his event story with Ren is cute af and if you never read it then SHAME ON YOU!) You will note that I conveniently leave out Cecil (sorry @baku5ds) but that was because ,at THIS POINT, while the cat storyline was an important one (and it was) and then his first appearance near the end of the season and I was just like “I need to see what the heck your angle is” Now as we know come Season 2 I liked Cecil a lot (he almost “replaced” Tokiya in the top tier but I still enjoyed him) but there was one other change Ren ,whom had been on my s**t list in Season 1, showed his maturity for me and we kind of came to an understanding ESPECIALLY after his reconciliation with Seiichirou.  THAT really helped me with him but every one else kind of stayed the same (and I was fine with this). When we got to Season 2 also we had two new groups added to the fray QUARTET NIGHT and HEAVENS Now full disclosure:  While I never really paid attention to the blurbs that were wrote on the UtaPri wikipedia page for STARISH or any other characters the ones I DID read were for QN...I actually read theirs more before I started Season 1 and when I first read the name “Ai Mikaze” and then “Aoi Shouta” my first thought was “Is this a woman?” (Before we go any further I would like to formally apologize to Shoutan for thinking he was a “she”.  For some reason I sometimes hear voice pitches and it screws me up so there we go) Now in QN there weren’t really any members that made me want to throttle them (save Reiji) and I really loved Ai and also the Baron himself in Camus and if there needs to be a breakdown of why Camus well Long hair occasional megane Royalty Good enough...aight! Alright I half told a lie about STARISH...there was ONE member I think I read their blurb the most and IT WAS Nats believe it or not...yet he was one of the two I didn’t really care for...aight! The wild card in ALL of this comes when I meet HEAVENS for the first time as a trio and we know them by now but what the hell I’ll list them out Kira Sumeragi Nagi Mikado Eiichi Otori NOW...if you were to go back into my archives (and have fun with that) you would know that I wasn’t always the biggest fanboy of HEAVENS and I wanted to see them get theirs in the end...well they did and I was happy even if the ending of Season 2 was confusing as all hell! Now this kind of brings us to the question which is “How long did it take me to like HEAVENS?” Here’s why After I saw HEAVENS lose the first time in my mind I was like this “Well these three lost and now Eiichi got knocked down a peg so now can I consider rooting for them at some point later and if so what will cause it?” Now keep this in mind when you read that 1.  HEAVENS had no Canon information on them so building sympathy was going to be harder 2.  It actually took me TWO full viewings of Season 2 (before Season 3 ever aired) to really come to the idea that I might want to really get in THEIR CORNER because watching them get beat stopped being fun THEN! (That second point is going to come into play real quick...just wait) Season 3 happens and we have QN and STARISH battling it out to see whom is going to win the spot to rep the Shining Agency for Super Star Sports (from this point on the “Triple S”) and in the final episode of Season 3 (6/27/2015) HEAVENS reappears as a 7 member group.  Now I think here is where things get a little weird with the fandom because people say they are “still new” and stuff like that.  I would like to remind people of something HEAVENS is a 5 year old group.  You use the ORIGINAL date they debuted vs. when they became a 7 member group and that’s how it goes.  Its weird to me because when you look at the fan art for STARISH I think there was one that celebrated them being 7 years old but I also saw one where they had acknowledged HEAVENS being 3 years old...that’s NOT how it works in the Music industry but I digress When we were getting ready for Season 4 I had “officially” made the decision that I wanted to see what Broccoli did with HEAVENS and I wanted to see what their role in Season 4 would be.  Now we know how HEAVENS was treated both in the Anime and on this website during the whole season and it was the first time I ever got legit angry but that was a culmination of things  - I had wondered WHY the fandom ignored the times that a HEAVENS member was under distress like when Shion flipped out even Eiichi getting manhandled by his dad...the latter there were people that legit believed Eiichi DESERVED that because of “what happened to Otoya” (despite us knowing that he didn’t mean for that to happen and he basically stated such the following episode after NEXT DOOR)  - The other thing is that it felt like the fandom just never wanted to see HEAVENS happy...yeah I’m saying it and I don’t care who gets mad.  I know there were some that wanted the best for them but they always got drowned out by the people that LOVED STARISH so much that if something negative happened to HEAVENS I bet they were happy Then of course EVERYONE knows about my thoughts and feelings about 6th stage and why I thought that was a complete dumpster fire and I still do.  That show is one I pretty much ignore it unless you show me the intro from QN because...Maeno! Now HEAVENS has had some positives (although they get consistently overshadowed by STARISH in most cases) HEAVENS has had a group single go to #3 on the Oricon chart (and beat STARISH no less) A Drama CD unto themselves that went to #5 on the same chart (but unlike the Anime single this one dropped like a rock after the fact) They also had their own birbs and now they DO have bears and Eiichi has his own plush (which I still want for damn sure) and next year they will start their own web radio show and store...although unlike the Shining Store theirs isn’t going to be separate and instead its going to be a part of an Animate store which...not sure how I feel about that (oh yeah and Shuffle Units they are with a QN/Starish member and you know they are gonna get buried again...fuck I wrote a fic about my displeasure for it when I had Camus beat the **** out of Eiji!) Here is going to be my period on all of this YES...HEAVENS has the movie single ,the shuffle units and even are going to be involved in Dolce Vita...this is GREAT! Here is my problem They have always been treated like 3rd class citizens by both Broc and the fandom and they deserve better and we all know this to be fact BUT as it appears if you are a HEAVENS fan on any social media you get run off because of the fact that we have this “Seniority complex” bull shit!  HEAVENS and their fans deserve a lot more than we get and one thing we definitely deserve is our “moment” because I’m sorry but STARISH got theirs HOW MANY TIMES...AND I LIKE MEMBERS OF STARISH BUT SHIT MAN! People have asked me before why I like HEAVENS...I have said this in video form but I will do it again for new people Because there are things about each member that is literally a part of me Eiji is the shy kid to a degree...I can relate to that Yamato had his issues with his brother...you have NO IDEA how I relate to that and in his case he was the younger...for me I’m the older one! Shion is shy/anxious around new people...I REALLY can get with that for sure (and I have had my share of freakouts like he did...never hid in a closet though) Van loves him some baseball...I used to too (and with me my sport of choice to really watch is Hockey oddly enough) Nagi is smart as a tack and sassy af...I at least relate to the whole thing with his smarts...and some would say the sass too I’m sure! The BIG one though is Eiichi because you have NO IDEA the shit I went through with my mother many years ago and the times she decided to get physical with me...we won’t even talk about one of my grandparents and his short fucking temper!  If you wonder why I am always quick to protect Eiichi there we go! Do we get it yet?  Like I LOVE HEAVENS because I probably share more personality traits with them or experiences than I ever could say STARISH...then again there are the members I like there for different reasons and the big one was Tokiya because he (kind of like Camus to a degree) was someone that was organized and was good at getting shit done...yeah that is kind of me right there (and I am working on the “getting shit done” part). When people say about HEAVENS you “need more time” I respond like this It is 2018 and soon to be 2019...you have had over 5 years and a total of 18 episodes to figure the fuck out whether or not you were going to like them or not.  It LITERALLY only took me two watches of S2 and the duet project of S4 to figure out that I was going to “Ride and Die” with HEAVENS and for me that is where I will mark my grave and die with my boots on. Maybe there are some of you that need just a little bit more (and genuinely which I can respect) but I wonder if when people say “I need more time” its just a way of saying “I will NEVER like them” This is just something I wanted to write about for a while and now I did and I enjoyed writing this...good therapy! I’ll be back in the near future with a brand new fic I promise!

[ladyhallen]

Copy & Paste

Tsuna’s younger twin brother, Natsuki Sawada, tended to attract attention.

First, they’d see the two of them, then Tsuna would swear eyes would slide off him and go to his brother and stay there. They’d stare at him in...admiration? Then, Natsu would open his mouth and people’s expressions would sour.

If Tsuna hadn’t seen it happen first hand, he would never believe it. At home, Natsu was perfectly nice, a cuddly and sweet younger brother who’s habits were making Tsuna laugh until he cried. Then, when he’d made Tsuna so weak, he’d crawl on the floor beside him and cuddle, something Tsuna would agree to if only Natsu would ask.

But, as Natsu always said, “asking makes people prepared. You must take them by surprise, Nii-chan, they make the best faces.”

Tsuna would be concerned about raising Natsu wrong, but Natsu’s face was always comically serious, a twinkle in his brown eyes that told Tsuna he didn’t want to ask. He got the feeling that it would explain Hibari-senpai’s full body twitch once at seeing Natsu, or the weirdly droopy hair the Disciplinary Committee had for that day.

So, after people had gotten used to Natsu’s mouth, they would usually watch him with irritation or outright avoid him. Kurokawa Hana tended to call him an ‘asshole’, the English word foreign and very strange for someone very good at Japanese Lit and struggled with English class.

Still, it was the first time he’d seen someone point a gun at Natsu’s head, before his brother had even opened his mouth.

Tsuna felt alarm racing up his spine, but he’d never seen a gun before, or used one. That his enemy was a very well-dressed toddler made it odd, but it was still a gun. A gun pointed at his precious baby brother’s head.

“Sawada Natsuki does not exist,” the baby said, voice high and squeaky in complete odds with the way the gun never wavered. “Not in the hospital records, or any records in fact. Until Sawada Tsunayoshi was four years old, he was an only child.”

Natsu was unfairly calm at the face of a gun. Tsuna wanted to scream but he didn’t want to draw the attention of the toddler.

“And who are you?” Natsu asked. Unlike Tsuna, there was no confusion at all in his face, which made something tingle at the back of Tsuna’s head. He looked. Looked odd. He ... He was resigned?

What was going on?

“You’re not asking the questions here, impostor,” the toddler said.

Natsu went stiff. “Don’t call me that,” he snapped.

Tsuna did not squeak. There was a deranged toddler trying to kill his younger brother and his brother just talked back. He’d seen enough Yakuza movies to see how his worked out.

Thankfully for Tsuna’s blood pressure, the toddler did not shoot, or backhand his brother’s face. Instead, the gun pointed to Tsuna, which finally made Natsu go as pale as milk, which was the state Tsuna had been since the gun came out.

“Don’t,” he pleaded. “Don’t hurt him.”

Tsuna felt sick. He’d never heard his brother sound like that.

“I’ll tell you everything,” Natsu continued, head bowed. “Please put the gun away.”

The toddler’s gun vanished...somewhere. But that serious face was still on. Tsuna’s limbs felt stiff but he rushed to hug his brother. A hug always made things a bit better.

It would be better, but Natsu flinched. Natsu, who initiated hugs, flinched away from him. It would be understandable if Natsu didn’t want to touch the toddler, who still watched them with that eerie, eagle-eyed expression. But Tsuna didn’t hurt his brother.

“Natsu-chan,” Tsuna whispered.

He didn’t push, but...it stung.

.

.

It was the tensest atmosphere the kitchen had ever hosted.

Usually, it was a warm place, inviting and usually smelling of whatever food Kaa-chan had decided was good for the day.

It still smelled nice, the tea wafting out of the open window, but the atmosphere was tense. Almost as though Reborn, the toddler, still had his gun out and cocked.

“I’m not an impostor,” Natsu said, voice soft. “I am myself.”

Reborn tilted his head to the side, curly sideburns bouncing. It would be cute if Tsuna hadn’t seen how menacing the toddler could get.

“Who are you, is the wrong question, isn’t it?” Reborn stated, making the twins twitch at the sound of his voice. “It’s supposed to be, ‘What are you?’”

Natsu sighed and placed his hand on the table. His hand, a perfect copy of Tsuna’s hand save for the different scars and callouses Natsu had from playing the violin and Tsuna from playing the guitar.

“I was made to be...a companion,” Natsu said, eyes still on his hand. He didn’t look anyone in the eye. Tsuna just felt cold.

“Initially, a companion,” he continued. “But...I became a brother.”

The tingle at the back of his head, the one that prodded at him and saved him so much trouble, acted up then. And...he knew.

Tsuna knew. That sick sensation he’d been feeling since seeing Reborn with a gun intensified. He knew, and he could no longer go back to being in denial.

He had known.

Natsu. Natsu had suddenly appeared when he was asleep, and he woke up with a look alike clutching his hand. Then Natsu had opened his eyes and smiled at Tsuna in complete adoration.

And Tsuna. Lonely Tsuna who had just had his mother for company for days on end, smiled back. Four years old and not knowing better, he’d named his apparition, his doppelganger and made him his brother.

And taught him how to be human.

Years, and Tsuna had forgotten.

That...that was a good question. What...was Natsu made of?

Natsu was looking at Tsuna now, and his eyes were sad. So sad. Come to think of it, he had never seen his brother cry, or bleed.

“You remember,” Natsu whispered, wonder in his eyes and speaking as though it was just two of them and there was no Reborn. “I woke up holding you. And you held back. You were the first thing I saw, Nii-san.”

Tsuna took in a breath and it hitched. “You smiled at me,” Tsuna whispered back. “And I knew. I would never be alone again.”

Natsu smiled, that same childish smile of Tsuna’s memory. “Yes. Because you made me. You were so lonely, so desperate for a friend, that you wished me into existence.”

There. It was said. The truth. The answer to Reborn’s question.

Saying it out loud made it real. Natsu looked so pale.

“And I made you real, permanent, when I gave you a name,” Tsuna continued, closing his eyes. He felt so cold.

“A flame construct,” Reborn’s high pitched voice interrupted, making both of them flinch.

“A what?”

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.

Reborn was no longer hostile and giving off the impression of a cuddly baby. Tsuna wasn’t about to fall for that though, not with the way he stared at Natsu with interest.

It would help if Natsu stopped looking so resigned. If he looked terrified or something. But he just sat there and kept quiet. Tsuna had seen Natsu humiliate Mochida with an innocent smile and sharp words only. His silence was putting him off-kilter.

“You have to let him go, Tsuna,” Reborn said, as though he was talking about the weather. Like they weren’t talking about murder.

“Why?” Tsuna asked. “He’s not hurting anyone.”

Reborn’s lips pursed. “He’s hurting you.”

At that, Natsu finally came to life.

“How would he do that?” he asked, voice hoarse. “How am I hurting Nii-chan?”

Tsuna rounded on him. “You’re not killing yourself!”

Both of them ignored him. Tsuna wanted to bang his head on the wall. It would certainly be more productive than arguing with a stubborn Natsu.

“Tsuna is supplying you with flames,” Reborn said. “And flames are willpower. Willpower to live, or do anything. Have you ever noticed him tired after you touch him? Or sleeping at odd hours. Or even eating so much?”

Tsuna ignored the fact that Natsu barely ate. Tsuna ate enough for the both of them. He was a growing boy!

“No one is killing anyone,” Tsuna growled out, making both of them startle. “Natsu, you’re not killing yourself, or convincing me to kill you. Reborn. Don’t even think about it.”

There was a satisfied gleam in Reborn’s eyes as he stared at Tsuna. Natsu just looked shocked.

“Nii-chan, you’re eyes are orange,” Natsu whispered, a hint of glee in his face making Tsuna hold back an involuntary smile. “It’s so cool, it’s like you’re in an anime or something.”

Tsuna snorted. “Natsu, this is not the time,” he said, exasperated. The ice in his belly melted at Natsu acting like himself.

“Reborn,” he addressed the hitman – toddler? For the first time.  “Don’t you have people to ask if they can make Natsu...here..without any murder?”

He deliberately did not say the word ‘real’. Because Natsu was real, even if he didn’t know where they stood now.

“Of course I do,” the toddler said. “But why should I?”

That...that was the question, wasn’t it?

He couldn’t exactly appeal to Reborn’s sense of morality. Reborn had no qualms killing, obviously. He had just attempted to murder Natsu before his need for information had taken over.

But.

But why did Reborn seem so angry at Natsu’s existence?

How he knew Natsu’s lack of medical records can be checked out in the hospital. They why here was...because of Tsuna?

That intuition prodded at him that he was at the right path.

“You’re here,” Tsuna said, which startled him. He did not mean to say that. “You’re here because...I’m important? No, you’re here because of something. Someone. Dad. You’re here because he finally noticed Natsu.”

That was correct. He never felt surer of something in his life.

“And Dad is someone important in this flames business, otherwise you wouldn’t be here,” Tsuna continued, feeling confident. “So you can go to his people. Because I’m not letting go of Natsu. And I’m going to die before I let you or anyone else hurt him.”

There was a moment of silence.

“Congratulations, Baka-Tsuna, you have a spine,” Reborn drawled out. “But don’t do that again. You can’t presume to order me around.”

Natsu scared Tsuna out of his mind though, jumping on Tsuna and squeezing him hard. “Nii-chan,” he blubbered.

His little brother. His younger brother. His baby brother. Who was only nine years old, if he was counting right. He did raise Natsu. He taught him everything he knew.

Then the internet and anime happened.

“Natsu-chan,” he whispered back, feeling warm again. The ice at the pit of his stomach was gone and he hugs his baby brother back.

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.

Later, when they’re alone in their room and Reborn finally left them alone, Tsuna spoke.

“Did I make you love me?” Tsuna asked. His voice cracked on the last syllable. “You said. That I made you to be a companion.”

Natsu, who was curled around him, cuddled him tighter. Their faces were inches from each other.

“Nii-chan. Tsuna,” Natsu said firmly. “I woke up. I opened my eyes and I saw you. You were the first one I ever saw. The first person I ever touched.”

Natsu pushed his face to Tsuna’s neck. “I didn’t know anything. I didn’t know anyone. I could have been so many things. I was a blank space, brother. But. You named me. You made me your brother. You could have turned me away. But you named me.”

Natsu’s voice was muffled over Tsuna’s chest, but he still heard his words clearly. The hand stroking Natsu’s hair was trembling. Maybe both of them were. It certainly felt like it.

“You made me your friend,” Natsu continued. “But I loved you on my own. It was easy to love you, Nii-chan.”

The sob that had been building up Tsuna’s throat finally gave out and he let it out.

Natsu couldn’t cry. Tsuna understood that now. He could taste, he could feel, but expelling things from his flame body made him weaker, so he couldn’t cry.

But he certainly sounded like he was.

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Reborn vanished for three days, and came back with a person, another toddler in tow.

“This is Mammon,” Reborn introduced. “They’re very good at sorting out your type of...problem.”

Mammon, a toddler cloaked in head to toe in deep purple, looked at the both of them and sighed.

“Mou. Reborn, this would be easier if he has guardians. If not a Sun, then a Cloud or a Mist,” Mammon complained. “I can’t work with nothing.”

A speculative gleam entered Reborn’s eyes. “Hmm, yes. Say, Tsuna. How is your relationship with Hibari Kyoya?”

Tsuna felt uncomfortable.

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Whatever Reborn did, it made Hibari descend upon the Sawada Twins like a vengeful god of wrath on school the next day.

Tsuna should have listened to his intuition and stayed at home, pretending to be sick.

He shrieked and ran, Natsu right beside him as they tried to avoid the murderously angry prefect. Something about Hibari’s face told Tsuna that he was serious about hitting them with his tonfa’s.

A pebble hit Natsu at the back of his knee, making him stumble. Hibari caught the weakness immediately and swung his tonfa.

Tsuna didn’t even know he was moving until he was, hands crossed over his face and body curled protectively over Natsu, his teeth bared in a snarl and eyes orange.

“Don’t touch him,” Tsuna growled.

A spark of something aside from anger finally showed in Hibari’s face.

“Interesting,” Hibari said. “That should have broken your arm.”

Now that the adrenaline was fading, it did hurt like hell. But Tsuna was still pissed off. People disliked Natsu but never bullied him. Tsuna may have been occasionally bullied, but Natsu discouraged that with his mouth.

Of the two of them, Tsuna was used to being pushed around.

“Touch him and I’ll break your arm,” Tsuna snapped.

Hibari smirked, anger finally gone from his face. “The roof at lunch. Or I’m coming for him.”

Reborn popped out of nowhere. “Congratulations in Cloud courting,” he chirped. He was dressed as a blade of grass. A very dangerous looking blade of grass, with actual blades coming out of the sides.

Then his words registered.

“Cloud courting?” he demanded. It sounded bad. Mostly because Reborn was happy about it.

“Attracting the attention of a Cloud flame user. They’re notoriously difficult to attract, you know. So you should be pleased,” Reborn explained.

The notion of being pleased that he’d attracted Hibari’s attention just did not compute. The idea that there were more people like Hibari broke Tsuna’s brain.

Natsu, beloved little brother, squeaked out, “There are more people like Hibari?”

Reborn twitched. “No. He’s...a Hibari.”

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Lunch arrived too soon, which was strange, because time seemed to move so slow too. His forearms had tonfa-shaped bruises.

Reborn, being not the sadistic bastard for once, had given him arm guards and leather gloves.

Tsuna just wanted to know what universe he’d fallen into that he could go up to the roof to spar with Hibari willingly.

Natsu, followed behind Tsuna every step of the way, in no way making it easier for Tsuna at all.

“You are a complete idiot for doing this,” Natsu said flatly. “Did your brain overheat with all that flame nonsense? Tsuna-nii, there was a time when we knew where Hibari was, you know? So we can run in the opposite direction?”

Tsuna tried to ignore his brother. That was difficult. Natsu could be as tenacious as a barnacle on his stubborn days.

“Oh god, what did that baby dose you with?” Natsu groaned, sounding a tinge bit more resigned. But Tsuna didn’t let that fool him. If Natsu sensed weakness, he’d pounce. “Where was the common sense you used last week with Mochida and his friends?”

Tsuna checked the straps on his hands for mobility and braced himself before opening the door to the roof.

Natsu sighed, long and deep, making Tsuna twitch.

“I can’t stop you,” he murmured. “But. Be careful? If he even breaks a single bone in your body, I’ll get even.”

There was an unsettling glint in Natsu’s eyes. But. If Tsuna stopped long enough to analyse that, then he’d stop long enough to think, which was not conducive before fighting Hibari.

Fortunately for Tsuna, Hibari didn’t give him time to think.

The moment Tsuna stepped on the roof, Hibari pounced.

Tsuna didn’t squeak, he braced himself on his feet and surged back, ducking low aiming for the stomach.

The prefect was too fast and Tsuna had to sacrifice his shoulder instead of say, his neck.

What followed after was a pattern of rough, sharp jabs all aimed at Tsuna’s head. He didn’t know how, but he kept dodging tonfa strikes, and getting hit instead of being brutally maimed when dodging wasn’t feasible.

And sometimes, the fire in him, the one that Reborn called Flames, surged forward and gave him strength behind his jabs. Intuition told him where and when to hit.

With all of that, he wasn’t surprised that he was defeated. This was Hibari, after all.

What surprised him was the blood trickling out of the corner of Hibari’s mouth and the torn sleeve he was sporting.

Oh god, he’d just torn Hibari’s clothes. He was going to die.

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Somehow, he hadn’t died.

Tsuna stared stupidly while Natsu fretted, muttering dire threats under his breath for the prefect. He would be more concerned if he had the energy to spare for it. An unattended, irritated Natsu was just asking for trouble.

“Good job, Baka-Tsuna,” Reborn’s voice squeaked right next to his ear, making both twins do a full body shudder. Tsuna curbed the instinct to punch. He had almost died enough times today, thank you. No need to commit seppuku via toddler.

“Good job on what?” Natsu spat out, still seething. “Not dying? Not dashing his brains on Hibari’s tonfa’s? Because I saw that nearly happen several times. Fucking tonfas. Those are getting a makeover.” He rounded on Reborn. “Look at his head, I don’t know enough about concussions to check for one.”

Reborn must have been in a good mood, because he humoured Natsu’s order. Tsuna only twitched once when Reborn landed on his good shoulder, peering at his scalp and touching it with his small hands. Otherwise, he stayed still, perfectly aware of the stronger predator perching on him.

‘This must be what a bird perch of an eagle feels like,’ Tsuna mused, still coming down from the adrenaline rush and not all there.

“Good job on getting a Cloud Guardian,” Reborn said, looking so smug. “Now, we can solve your flame construct problem.”

Natsu ignored Reborn. “Baka-Nii-chan. What do you think of pink tonfa’s?”

The imagery made Tsuna break out in hives, effectively jerking him out of his shock.

“Hiieee, Natsu, don’t do it!”

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Mammon’s solution was simple.

They gave Natsu a purple gemstone hung on a chain, telling him to be around the prefect for a week, in a maximum of a five mile radius.

Mostly hidden unless you knew where to look for it was the orange center, where Tsuna had been instructed to place his flames. Mammon had only had to keep it in place with their own indigo flames.

Cloud Flames being propagation, it would keep the small orange flames propagated so that Natsu could live and not hurt Tsuna.

Reborn thought it was the perfect solution. Tsuna thought it was just asking for trouble.

Hibari wanted Natsu bloody, Natsu could not stand Hibari. With Natsu’s mouth and Hibari’s propensity for biting irritants to death, it was a match made in hell.

It gave him so much gray hairs.

“It’s alright, Nii-chan,” Natsu said, glee in his voice. “At least this way, I can practice all the stealth training that Mammon was teaching me.”

Oh god, his baby brother had hung out with that creepy toddler. Who knows what they were teaching Natsu?

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Reborn ducked his head as he watched the Young Lion of Vongola’s son and his flame construct.

If you didn’t know where to look, they would be twins.

But Reborn had been looking for a week, and he knew where to look.

There, where Natsu’s heart should have glowed with flames, was a hole. To his Sun flame tinged eyes, Natsu leaked.

“I hope your trust isn’t misplaced on that construct, Tsunayoshi,” he whispered. “The last one didn’t end so well.”

His thoughts drifted to Elena and Daemon Spade. As it had since he’d realized what the interloper, Sawada Natsuki, was.

Daemon Spade, the construct that had gone mad at the death of its master.