Mia liked to believe she had a good head on her shoulders.
So why was she losing it over a small innocent misunderstood statement? It's not like Tsuna really likes her that way. They're best friends – he sees her as a friend. Period. Because once you enter the friend domain, you can never get past that. That's why the term 'Friendzone' was invented. Why like someone romantically if that said someone always drives you up the wall with their insistent disregard to their health? She knows it frustrates him and sometimes makes him really mad when she does that. It's not like she could help it. Some things were just more important than her.
But damn did it bother her.
While Reborn was constantly grilling the boys on a crash course of dining etiquette, she was demonstrating for Bianchi a simple walk. The hitwoman was pleased with her posture and Mia couldn't help but smile shyly, proud that she did those lessons justice. Since she did well, Bianchi let her have some time off and Mia turned her head side-ways and made the mistake of coming into eye-contact with Tsuna. His smile was dazzling and she had to fight with everything she had not stab her eyes at how wrong the image was.
Did he always look like that?
Sparkly glitter going all around with flowers sprouting in the background?
Goddamn Japanese influence.
She forced herself to smile back at him, hoped that she looked convincing enough. She was ever so grateful when Reborn smacked Tsuna's head back into attention, eliciting a yelp of pain. She cringed but was relieved that Tsuna didn't notice. His Hyper Intuition was becoming a bit of a problem for her – she liked her privacy and to have him, her best friend, read her like an open book was very much a real problem. Coupled with her confusing feelings, she just wanted to hide from him, preferably in Alaska.
Kyoko and Haru also stopped by, to share with them their abundance of cakes. The Sawada's living room suddenly became crowded when the kids sensed the sweets and came down to join them. Mia felt a sense of resignation when she saw Tsuna brightening up at the sight of Kyoko. There was another thing why it was absolutely ridiculous for Tsuna to like her that way because he still liked Kyoko. Kyoko who was the epitome of sweet and cute, someone who just oozed kindness like the bright sun. What was she in comparison?
Suddenly she felt so small and the room felt too big for her. She quickly excused herself to take a breather outside at the back of the house. She looked at the lone tree that stood in the small, cramped yard. It was only a few feet tall but she felt like she could relate to it. Oh great, she was photo-sympathizing with a plant. Oh god.
She hated feeling like this.
Dinner with the Ninth was the last thing she had to worry about – her teenage crisis was more important. She continued to stare at the sapling. She didn't know why but it made her feel better. Her mind wandered to her non-teenage problems. For the last few nights, her nightmares occurred less and less however she was starting to remember a few things from her childhood. Things that she never really recalled before.
Like the strange people that pulled her aside after the incident. Everybody had been panicking then and no one noticed a couple of people snatching a small little girl from the crowd. Her father was occupied then, frantically searching out for his wife. Some things were hazy but she remembered clearly what they were talking about.
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Sunset Hue (KHR Fanfiction)
FanfictionTsuna figured that the universe was out to get him because his life couldn't get suckier than what he was going through in his short pubescent life. So he went for a walk, hoping to clear his head, literally. As fate would have had it - under strang...