HAUNTED

The Cloud and The Storm

      Reborn, I mean, Reboyama sensei was teaching English and of course, Tsuna stiffened knowing the fact that if she didn't focus, something might come flying over her head and hit her hard on the head like how he always did during his lessons at home. Smirking as he faced the board, Reborn knew that Tsuna was being real obedient trying to focus in class for fear of him bullying her while the girls in class was busy adoring his feature, tall, slender and charming, what else would a girl ask for?

"Class, it seems that we'll be receiving a new student from Italy," Reborn paused as his eyes rested on the door of the classroom, waiting for a certain silver-haired boy to enter and soon he did with his eyes glaring around the classroom and soon, rested on Tsuna's midget feature.

"Tch, a woman," He cursed under his breath.

"Learn your manner and introduce yourself in front of the class," With an evil grin, Reborn smacked Gokudera's head with his book and moved back a few steps to make way for him for the introduction.

"Gokudera Hayato," Gokudera gritted his teeth as he held the part where Reborn's book hit on his head.

      Nodding approvingly, Reborn pointed for him to sit next to the brunette which earned him a low squeak from the girl, sweat-dropping at the fact that a pair of furious green eyes were glaring at her. Tsuna stiffened more and made sure that she did not make any eye contact while from afar, Giotto was cracking his knuckles in anger on his manner towards his beloved Tsuna where behind him, G, was fuming with anger that he did not remember of ever teaching his Gokudera such insolence. Gokudera had his eyes set on the brunette, glaring real deadly towards her throughout the teaching sessions which made the girls inside of the class envying the brunette. Sasagawa Kyoyo (Here, Kyoko is a male), Tsuna's crush,  couldn't help but pity the girl. 

      Soon, it was lunch break. Tsuna sneaked out slowly to the roof top so that her bullies wouldn't notice that she was gone but to her luck, they were already waiting for her on the rooftop and slammed her hard to the fence. 

"Oi, Tsuna, do you think you could enchant Hayacchi (Gokudera's nickname in the class)? You're such a slut," One of the girl growled which made Tsuna yelped a bit.

"So you think you're a hot stuff now, huh? Walking side by side with Reboyama-sensei is already too far," The other girl clicked her tongue in disgust which made the brunette shivered in fear.

"What's this? A lunch box? Well, since you won't be growing no matter how much you eat, I guess this is useless," Another girl grabbed her lunchbox and tossed it away where the foods inside went into a waste.

"Mom's lunchbox!" Tsuna moved to get it but was slammed back to the fence.

"We're not done with you yet!" One of them shouted again and took out a scissor which Tsuna knew where this was going which she subconsciously held her long fluffy hair protectively.

      All 3 girls grabbed her and held her tight while the other one tugged her hair tight enough to make her squeaked in pain, "This hair, I had always despised it. Being real fluffy is bad." Before she start cutting it, a familiar scary voice was growling behind them, having his tonfas readied to beat them to death doesn't matter if they are women or not. 

"Herbivore, for dirtying the rooftop, crowding and dare to resort on violence towards one student, I will bite you to death," The raven haired-skylark growled furiously and started attacking them one by one and once he finished, he turned towards Tsuna.

"I-I'm sorry!! I-I'll clean the mess of my l-lunchbox! And I didn't crowd with them! I swear!" She stuttered, half-teary, quickly brushing the lunchbox her mom made for her not caring how dirty it made her hand.

Hibari sighed and threw a bread and a handkerchief at her, saying, "Clean it good and make sure there will be no spot when I came back after I brought these jackass to the discipline room. Finish the bread, I don't have any appetite anymore." He soon walked away while dragging the girls away. Tsuna nodded, sighing in relief seeming that her life had been spared and from afar, Alaude who witnessed the whole scene nodded in satisfaction of what a cloud his Kyoya had been and had never felt so proud. At the mean time next to him, Giotto was fuming in anger of the girls who dared to make his Tsuna be so frightened and lucky that Hibari was somewhere near the scene. Giotto couldn't stop cursing the girls non-stop.

      After finished cleaning the area and eating the bread Hibari gave her, Tsuna kept his handkerchief to wash it and walked back to the classroom just to be dragged by Gokudera to the empty ground inside the school where her mind shouted, "What now?! Oh Lord save me!!". 

"Oi, you're the next Vongola, right?" Gokudera growled as he tightened his hold on Tsuna's arm which made her flinched in pain.

"Where's your manner, smoking bomb Hayato?" Reborn came down out of nowhere and separated both of them.

      "So she'll be the next tenth, huh?" Gokudera asked angrily which was replied with a nod from the raved-haired wearing a fedora. "She's not cut to be the tenth Vongola! I will not approve of it!"

     "A-actually, I don't even want to join this Vongo-" Tsuna's statement was cut by Reborn with him smacking the back of her head softly since she's a girl, "Yes, she is the tenth Vongola."

     "Then disappear!" Gokudera threw his bombs towards her where lucky Reborn had made her clothes being will flame-proof and soon, he shot the dying will bullet that made her stopped the bombs from burning. Feeling real intimidated, he threw more and more and he suddenly stepped on one of his own bombs and fell as the bombs he lit fell around him. Knowing his end would come soon, he closed his eyes and waited for his fate but never did he expect to see the young brunette violently put off the spark until she reached the last one. Gokudera felt so ashamed for behaving real badly towards her and from then on had sworn to protect his beloved Tsuna no matter what happened although Tsuna did not like the idea at all.