Chapter 2: School is a Playground
Namimori High School is the town’s second most praised schools in the district. It has been around for so long that many people that live around there had its next generation attend to that school. Students come and go, attend clubs, and everything else that is normally done. However this generation was a little different. The three reasons are, the Discipline Committee, the winning streak of the Boxing and Baseball club, and the most heard Dame-Tsuna.
Tsuna, his two friends, Gokudera and Yamamoto ran to school at top speed and somehow made it to the school gates. “Haaa… we somehow got here on time,” Tsuna said relieved as he looked behind him towards the two, “Sorry for making you guys run too, Yamamoto, Gokudera-kun.”
The teen with black hair had his sword behind him in its usual blue bag. Yamamoto, opened one eye as he panted, “No problem, Tsuna, it’s always important to get to school on time,” he replied with his usual smile, “Besides, it’s great exercise.”
Another teen was a little flushed but didn’t show his tiredness had silver hair and sea-green eyes glare at the other boy before looking at Tsuna, “Don’t worry about me, Jyuudaime, I can run at least that much,” Gokudera said proudly.
Tsuna sweat-dropped a little at this and walked towards the gate. Just before he stepped into the boundary line his intuition told him to duck. His body immediately did before something went over his head. He looked up nervously as his brown eyes came in contact with gray eyes. It wasn’t until he saw the tonfas where his head was previously did he become scared.
“Hi-Hibari-san… w-what are you doing!?” Tsuna said nervously at the black-haired boy.
The boy smirked at him as his usual glint of his fighting obsession flickered in his eyes, “Nothing…. Just want to see if you still had that fighting spirit inside of you.”
Tsuna paled when he remembered the adventure he had 10 years into the future to fight with the enemy his future-self had clashed with. It was scary to fight with someone as strong as Byakuran, but it was more frightening when his friend’s lives were on the line.
Gokudera helped his boss up before yelling at the Disciplinary Club’s President angrily, “Don’t go doing that just because you want to test somebody!”
Hibari looked at them for a moment before walking back to the building leaving them at the gate. Yamamoto, who was just watching, tapped them on the back making them turn, “If we don’t hurry we won’t be able to get to class,” he said with his usual carefree smile.
It took a moment for them to process that information. It was when they realized that no one else was walking around them that they ran into the building. However, before Tsuna could get past the doors he felt a glare coming from behind him making him turn around.
Gokudera and Yamamoto paused for a moment, “What’s wrong Tsuna?” Yamamoto said.
Tsuna looked around a little more before shrugging it off running towards their classroom on the second floor. I was probably imagining things.
How wrong he was. The same shadowy figure from before was hidden in the tree branches of the school, watching them enter.
The trio had somehow gotten to the classroom just in time as the bell rang. Tsuna was out of breath but he was glad that the teacher was not there yet. Gokudera and Yamamoto tried to go through the doors but were bombarded with girls. The both of them apologized to him, which waved as “its fine” and slipped into the classroom.
“Ah Tsuna-kun,” a familiar voice called out making him jump in surprise. His crush, Kyoko, was sitting at her desk with their classmate, Hana. Almost stumbling he walked up to them.
“Ohayō (good morning), Kyoko-chan, Hana-san,” he said sitting down in his seat next to hers, a little flushed in the face.
“Ne, ne, Tsuna-kun, do you think you can do me a favor?” Kyoko said in her same smiling face and pulled out a bento box. Tsuna almost jumped up thinking, “Is she going to give it to me,” However, disappointment shot his hopes down. “Can you give this to my brother during lunch? I have to go to a club meeting with Hana-chan so I won’t be able to. So can you?” she said in an almost wistful tone.
With a sigh Tsuna held out his hand, “Sure I’ll make sure to give it to him (since he always seems to be sitting with us during lunch anyways).”
This immediately made Kyoko smile and melting him to pudding. “Arigato Tsuna-kun,” she said gleefully, “I already told him that I would be in the club meeting, but he ran out of the house before I could give him his bento.”
Tsuna sweat-dropped at the mention of the usual extreme behavior the older brother had. Without another word he was handed the bento as the teacher came in with the other two boys that were left outside with the fan girls. Gokudera gave a glare at them, as usual they screamed in delight, and sat down. Yamamoto, waving at the girls one last time before closing the door, did the same. The young boss sighed and listened to the teacher starting his lecture.
It wasn’t long into the discussion that Tsuna the same glare behind his back. He quickly looked around but didn’t find anyone suspiciously acting. Looking out of the window he thought he saw someone in the branches, but it disappeared when he blinked.
Tsuna rubbed his eyes once more before returning his attention to the front. But, however he tried, he couldn’t shake the feeling of someone watching.
~*~*~*~*~Time skip to lunch~*~*~*~*~
Tsuna, Yamamoto, and Gokudera sat under a Sakura tree eating their lunch. It was the usual now since they came back from ten years into the future. Reborn had stopped pestering them, for now, however Tsuna can’t help but feel that the baby Arcobaleno was planning something. He also could shake the feeling of someone spying on them. Before he could contemplate any further, on what Reborn’s plans and the mysterious spy, there was the loud yelling of their awaiting friend running towards them at top speed.
“EXTREAM DASH….!!!!” Ryohei yelled with his usual white hair and wrapped hands, punching the air as if in training. Tsuna had gotten out of the way just in time; however Gokudera ended up as the stopping wall as they hit each other. The young boss winced at their clash but smiled when they started yelling at each other knowing that they were alright.
“Watch where you were going, Turf-head…!” Gokudera yelled at the boxer holding his forehead, “You would have run over Jyuudaime if he hadn't gotten out of the way in time!”
Ryohei stood up unaffected by the sudden crash and yelled back, “YOU WERE THE ONE IN THE WAY OCTOPUS-HEAD!”
Yamamoto laughed at the whole ordeal and tried to break the two of them apart, “Ma-ma calm down you two. The only thing that is good is that you two didn’t get hurt.”
“Yeah you two, so settle down and eat,” Tsuna agreed and ushered them to sit and eat. Gokudera did as he was told, Ryohei had to be pushed down, and Tsuna followed. In that instance he felt a glare; again did he turn around surprising everyone.
“Is something wrong, Jyuudaime?” the self-proclaimed-right-hand-man asked worryingly as his boss glanced around again.
“Either it’s just my imagination, or someone has been watching me since I entered school,” he said cautiously making everyone around him alert. After a few minutes Tsuna looked at his friends and smiled at how concerned they were. “It is okay guys,” he said assumingly but that only made everyone retort.
“No Jyuudaime, if what you felt is true then it’s always true,” Gokudera said as he got up pulling out bombs out of nowhere.
“Your intuition is always on the mark after all,” Yamamoto said as he pulled out his wooden sword and swung it to transform it into a katana.
“THAT’S RIGHT, SAWADA! BEFORE ANY TROUBLE OCCURRED IN THE PAST YOU ALWAYS STOPPED IT BEFOREHAND!” Ryohei screamed with rice on his face, he had somehow eaten everything in his bento within those few minutes, punching the air.
Tsuna sighed, head looking down. When he did a familiar pink grenade rolled next to him, unpinned. It took him two seconds to freak out and run towards his friends to make them duck. Not long after that, it exploded leaving a little crater in where he once stood.
“What happened?” Gokudera said too surprised to understand why his boss had knocked them over.
Yamamoto and Tsuna got up to see Lambo and I-Pin running around playing tag. Gokudera, irritated on the cow obsessed and Chinese 5-year-old hitman, gripped his hand trying to hold it in.
“La-la-la-la you can’t catch me I-Pin!” Lambo said running around holding something in his hand. A vein popped up on Gokudera’s head.
“Lambo give that back…!” I-Pin said running after him. Tsuna and Yamamoto both glanced at the bomber as another popped up.
“You have to catch me to get it back!” Lambo argued back sticking out his tongue. The two teens stepped back a little, dragging an unconscious Ryohei, when Gokudera had his third one pop out taking out his bombs.
I-Pin noticed him and jumped out of the way just in time, leaving Lambo confused, as the bombs hit their mark. Whatever was in Lambo’s hand had flew off, making I-Pin aim for it, and took off. Tsuna sweat-dropped, as the twitching form, Lambo was picked up by the pissed off bomber.
“What do you think you were doing Stupid-Cow!?” Gokudera yelled in the Lambo’s face. Lambo blinked and started tearing up signaling for Tsuna to stop him before something else happens. He only took two steps when he realized something strange. He was not moving forward….. He was going down.
“Jyuudaime/Tsuna…!” Both Yamamoto and Gokudera yelled with surprised expressions before he fell into a ditch. They winced when they heard a little thud. Four heads peered in to see him unconscious.
Reborn, dressed in his mole suit, “You still need more training if you didn't notice me making a hole under your feet, Dame-Tsuna,” he said with his usual smirk. Yamamoto and Gokudera sweat-dropped at the usual pranks and went in to get their boss out of the hole.
“Um aren’t we forgetting someone?” Yamamoto asked when they carried Tsuna towards the Infirmary.
“No,” Gokudera lied remembering the unconscious Ryohei hidden in the bushes. Yamamoto shrugged and they went.
~*~*~*~*~ Infirmary ~*~*~*~*~
Tsuna stirred and began opening his eyes to see the white ceiling of the Infirmary. Eh how did I get here? He thought trying to remember. An image of Reborn in a mole suit was the only thing he remembered, “That’s right, Reborn made a hole. Gokudera-kun and Yamamoto must have brought me here.”
Sitting up he saw Dr. Shamal sitting at his desk staring out towards the field. Curiously he looked out and twitched at the sight of the girls of the track team running. Of course he was oblivious to his awakened patient when he only wants to treat girls. Tsuna then looked up at the sky and realized he had slept thru the other half of his class.
“OI TAKO-HEAD HOW DID YOU FORGET I WAS THERE!”
“Shizuka-ni (be quiet), Turf-head, Jyuudaime is sleeping so you better keep that stupid voice of yours down or I’ll blast you!”
“Ma-ma, calm down you two.”
The shouting made Tsuna turn to see the door opening with Ryohei, Gokudera (who were fighting), and Yamamoto (trying to stop them). It was when they saw him awake that they stopped.
“Jyuudaime are you alright?” Gokudera asked immediately running to his side.
“I’m alright Gokudera-kun, there’s no need for you to get so upset,” Tsuna said trying to calm the bomber.
“That’s good to hear Tsuna.” Yamamoto said laughing.
“THAT’S EXTREMELY GREAT, SAWADA!” Ryohei screamed again making Dr. Shamal jump and almost falling out of the window. He caught himself just in time and looked around a little pissed.
“If you’re done here leave!” he said in a threatening way searching in his white coat, “Or I’ll use one of my mosquitoes to silence you forever.”
Everyone jumped and ran out when he found the box that contained his diseased mosquitos. They almost stopped in the hallways thinking that he was bluffing, but thought otherwise when they noticed three mosquitos were heading their direction. Quickly they ran out to the school grounds and out of the yard towards Tsuna’s home.
~*~*~*~*~ In the Distance ~*~*~*~*~
“I’ve tracked his movement’s boss,” A man dressed in black watched as Tsuna and his friends enter the house, “but it seems that he has bodyguards around him where ever he goes.”
Another voice could be heard from the phone, “Continue your observation. Wait until he is alone to reveal yourself. If what the rumors say is true, then it won’t be easy.”
“Understood…” he closed his cell and looked through the window, “Soon everyone will see if you are truly worthy.”
