No beta we die like men (A/N)
Tsuna leaned on one foot, cracked his knuckles and stretched it apart right after. He's not specialized in sword much, it's tiring to use one for enough amount of time even if Takeshi had taught him several things in wielding a katana before.
If Takeshi was here, he would've taught his little brothers better in sword handling. Tsuna's knowledge is restricted to the strength and pressure he puts on a sword.
His rain guardian, he misses him too. Tsuna misses everyone, but somehow now he feels calmer. Having Mukuro by his side, he has this reassurance that perhaps his other guardians might land in this foreign land as well.
He's glad he can now interact freely with his brothers even if they despise his existence, but it doesn't change the reality that there's still a hole inside his heart due to his Guardians' death that he caused.
Tsuna walks forward, he followed in his brothers' footsteps. They know their way into the castle, it's fair for Tsuna to follow them.
His vision blurred in an instant before disappearing right after, he clicked his tongue quietly. He hates it, whenever he thought of that day, his brain sealed it instantly like it's forbidden.
"Hey, Sir Tsuna, you're very strong." He heard one of his brothers uttered those words to him playfully.
Tsuna looks in front of him, Licht's body turned to him as the prince walks backwards with his hands behind him. Licht tilted his head, a curious glance burn into Tsuna's own eyes.
"I'm sorry?"
"You undertook my brother so easily! Not to mention, he has the body of iron." A fond glance pass by Licht's crystallized blue eyes. He looks dreadfully similar to Gokudera when he leans in with puppy eyes, it gives Tsuna a headache.
Tsuna's delicate smile rest on his lips, a rush of warmth ran to his cheeks, perplexed at his brother's words. He has always never been good with compliments, he has a soft spot against them.
"I-I might have gone too harsh, I hope Your Highnesses aren't gravely injured due to it." He stuttered, Reborn's years of training thrown out in the trash whenever someone genuinely complimented him.
Licht raised both of his arms, waving his hands, "No, it's okay! That was fun!"
"It was painful," Leonhard added behind them, both hands crossed as he growls. His bangs hid his flustered face behind the shadow, the feeling of defeat struck him harder than anyone else.
He and his brothers lost easily to this unknown man, this man that his father has invited so suddenly without notice. Covered by his sleeves, he looked lean and normal, but his strength passed the others.
What kind of witchcraft did this man do?!
"Leo! You're so boring." Long blonde haired bounced as he slid his arms around Leonhard's shoulders swiftly, resting them on it.
Leonhard grunted at the action, he slapped those hands and he avoided the other's eye contact. His little brother has always been so clingy, it puts more bitterness into his mood.
"Boo! Bland! Tasteless! Tedious!" Yet even after Leonhard's warning, Licht continued in an attempt to irk him, his called out names as he wailed around Leonhard like a bug.
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