A/N 'This is used for regular action and texts', 'this is used for thoughts', 'this is for Japanese' and 'this is used for foreign languages (specially Italian) '
*Tsuna's POV*
Another day of class. *sigh* "Are you okay, juudaime?" Gokudera, my ever so protective guardian asked. Nope. Definitely not. I got a ton of paperworks in my bedroom and I slept for freaking three hours. So yeah, curse it all.
" Yeah, Gokudera- kun I'm totally fine, just slept pretty late." I replied . A freaking lie.
"WHAT?! WHO, WHAT?! WHY! WHO DARES TO MAKE JUUDAIME SLEEP LATE?!" Gokudera yelled pulling out a handful of dynamites from who-knows-where. "Maa~ Maa~ Hayato, it's fine right Tsuna?" My carefree guardian said, placing a hand on Gokudera's shoulder. "GEROFF ME! TEME! DON'T CALL JUUDAIME SO CASUALLY AND DONT TOUCH ME BASEBALL FREAK!" Gokudera yelled shoving Yamamoto's hand away. Honestly they're like kids! And then, their one sided argument continued till we reach the school thankfully, without getting bitten to death by the prefect.
*Still in Tsuna's POV*
*Sigh* Damn paperworks. Damn sadistic tortu*ahem* tutor from hell. Damn it all.
"Sawada!" Curse it all! Why does it have to be me?!
"Sawada!!!" I swear if this continues I may be good as dead!
"SAWADA!!" Crap. I was so focused on signing I did not hear the teacher calling me!
I stood up. Not minding the snickers and snorts of my classmates. "Y-yes? Sensei?" I asked keeping my "Dame" act. "I HAVE BEEN CALLING YOU THREE TIMES ALREADY!" Nezu exclaimed. Ugh so what you damned faker?! I don't give a s*it about you! I've got more work than you have!
"S-sorry.." I said looking down at the sheets of paperwork on my desk.
"What the heck are you doing, brat?! I am an elite and I must be respected!" Nezu exclaimed. Gokudera stood up and shouted "Teme! Don't you dare call Juudaime a brat! Wanna be blown off to pieces?!" Here we go again. I think this is why my intuition is spiking lately...
"Hayato, stand down." I said. Ooops that must have sounded pretty hard.... Gokudera sat again and looked disappointed but was still glaring daggers to Nezu-sensei which made the latter sweat bullets.
"What are those papers anyways? Let me see them, Sawada. NOW." Nezu said. This is not good he must not see these papers! I eyed Gokudera then to Yamamoto then to Chrome. Each sending me worried looks. 'Chrome, please use your illusion on these.' I silently asked. (A/N Eye conversation.) Thankfully she got my message and used her illusion on the papers. I went over to Nezu and handed him the papers and he took it looking at it one by one frowning deeper and deeper every page he checked.
"What are these?! Don't kid with me Sawada! Why are these written in a language I cant identify?!" Nezu spat in my face. Oh that hit it I dont care anymore. Im pissed now. Im gonna let it slip for once.
"Clearly those are papers, Nezu-sensei I'm sure you know that. And I'm not kidding you. I answered your question. Now shut up and give those paper you oh-so-don't understand back to me." I said pretty darkly and snatched the papers back. Nezu turning a deeper shade of scarlet every word I said.
Nezu stared at me wide eyed and watched me as I go back to my seat. Before I sat I said something " A visitor is entering in about five seconds." Then I sat back on my seat looking out to the sky. Sure enough, after exactly five seconds a man in a suit and a black fedora came in and smiled no, more like smirked to my direction. Reborn?! "Hello, class 2-B I am Reborn from Vongola corps. And I congratulate you, Class 2-B you're going to an all expense paid trip to Italy for two weeks supported by a dear friend of mine."
-END of chapter 1 -
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