Leave me alone [KHR Fanfic]

Chapter 7

Surprisingly, the coming days were unusually peaceful. There were no attacks, no ambushes and nothing that caught their attention. This, instead, made them more wary.

The misfit family became more vigilant, sharpening their skills whenever they had the time. The training room was always occupied, but the one who used it the most were the pair of storm flame users. The skies had no time, using it to complete all the paperwork needed. The mist was busy flirting with his girlfriend. The rain and the cloud were doing their own training and the lightning simply slept through the day. However, they remained alert for anything.

Just for today, the two from the future gathered in the training room and no one was to disturb them. With their weapons all out, they began training while discussing.

"Why do you think they have ceased their attacks?" Hayano asked as she fired an attack from Uri. Just then, a ball of flames flew in her direction. She dodged slightly to the right, the flame grazing the tip of her ponytail. She glared at Tsuna, just before another attack came in her way.

"I don't know? My intuition isn't tingling like that day. But I would prefer to keep my senses sharp." The latter replied before smiling, in time to dodge a fury barrage of red coloured blasts.

Just then, her hands dropped to her sides and she stopped her attacks. Finding it weird, Hayano followed and neared her. "But then, I have a bad feeling about this peacefulness. It feels like it is 'calm before the storm'. What if, they are already scouting around the area, preparing an attack? It feels like something is blocking my head."

Unknown to them both, all the men had gathered outside, their eyes glaring at the nearby trees surrounding the mansion. Their presence was masked by mist flames while the cloud surrounded the forest perimeters with his men.

"Do you think the girls noticed?" G turned to ask Giotto. The blond boss nodded his head, his expression certain of his answer. The red head kept silent for a while before resuming to spying.

Recently, Giotto snuck into Tsuna's room at night, his finger alit in a beautiful orange flame. Daemon covered his presence with flames, uncertain about the man's decision.

Flashback

"Giotto, do you think doing this would protect her? She would need her intuition when she meet an enemy."

Said man stopped moving and stared at him. He does not want the girl to fight, so she won't get hurt. He still wants to wake up and see her smile, not meet an empty desk with her name engraved on it. "Then I'll do whatever it takes to protect her. I'll make sure she lives." His hand hovered near her head, ready to block her intuition.

Daemon watched silently before chuckling. "You're hesitating."

"Am not!"

"Are to. Look, I think I know why you're doing this." He said and cut the argument short. Giotto was dumbstruck at his sentence, his mouth agape. Daemon laughed at his expression. How can his boss be so dense to his feelings?

"You don't know whether to block it or not. You want her to be safe by keeping her inside but she's as stubborn as a block of wood. Yet, because there may be people out there to kidnap her, you want her to keep her ability." Daemon then grinned, making Giotto shiver slightly under his gaze.

Just then, an idea bulb switched on in the melon-head's mind. "Why not, confess that you like her?" He said smugly, wiggling his eyebrows mischievously.

Unintentionally, Giotto's hand touched Tsuna's head abruptly due to shock. His will channelled through and his original intention happened. They both shrieked mentally and the other felt slightly guilty. The other half of him was amused. "Sorry Primo!"