"Fuuta! I thought I told you not to rank in the Office!"
Tsuna watched Shoichi run into the room, only to get caught in range of whatever made everything levitate. His glasses flew sideways and he would have crashed on the floor had he not been floating a few centimeters in the air.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot." Said the little boy – Fuuta? – before his irises turned from a starry expense to a more subdued brown and everything hovering in midair slowly flew back to the ground. He smiled sheepishly at Shoichi (who was squinting and patting the floor for his lost glasses) before his big eyes turned to Tsuna and blinked in surprise. Apparently the boy hadn't noticed he had an audience until now.
And what an audience. Tsuna was frozen on the spot he had fallen once he stopped floating, Skull clinging to his hair, as wide-eyed as the unknown brunet boy. Behind them, their traveling companions were staring, having rushed closer when Tsuna had cried out in surprise at being lifted into the air.
"Uuh... hi?" The boy looked like a deer in the headlights, like any child caught in the middle of something he should not have done and lost as to how to salvage the situation.
Shoichi was still looking for his glasses, but he shot up when someone replied to the boy with a bellowing "Hi! That was EXTREMELY awesome! How did you do that?!"
Tsuna winced – he had hoped to give his friends a warning before introducing them to their new housemates. Instead, Lambo, I-pin, Ken and Chikusa were rushing into the Office, weapons at the ready and clearly expecting to be under attack while Spanner lingered behind a doorway, a so-far turned-off mini-Mosca in hand.
Yeah, Ryohei might give a booming, aggressive impression from a distance, but thankfully not in person. His introduction to the Fuuta boy was loud and a little overbearing if you didn't know him, but the broad grin he aimed at the child was all kindness and candor. The unknown kid offered a shy smile in return, almost despite himself. Ryohei had that effect on most people – his earnestness made him hard to hate despite his extremeness.
Ken and Chikusa had pulled back their yo-yos and sets of teeth upon seeing Mukuro at the door, while I-pin and Lambo were already climbing Tsuna's legs with happy cheers. Shoichi finally found his glasses with Spanner's help (the infernal robot he called 'cute' left in a corner) and looked clearly relieved when he recognized some of the newcomers.
Whatever ability the Fuuta boy had, Shoichi obviously wanted to keep them hidden.
"You're finally back!" The redhead smiled, then he looked at all of them and frowned in confusion. "Weren't you four when you left?"
… Maybe Tsuna could deflect? Delay the inevitable for a few more minutes? "Weren't you six plus Verde and Byakuran when we left?"
Shoichi looked down in embarrassment. Now Tsuna felt bad. "Yeah, we were, but then Fuuta ran into us – or we ran into Fuuta, I'm still not sure – and we couldn't just let him be kidnapped, so we helped hide him. Then Byakuran arrived, took one look at him, said he had nobody so we had to protect him and left, probably to deal with the thugs; at least we never heard from them since and Byakuran looked smug when he returned alone."
That… didn't really make sense, but neither did Byakuran, so it was plausible. At least Tsuna figured it was; with all the nonsense happening around him on a weekly basis, he didn't trust his ability to discern normal from insane all that much.
