Contract

Chapter 32

Tsuna would've shrunk further down if it was physically possible as his eyes stared down at his feet unwillingly. He didn't want to look up and see that hate-filled gaze directly on him, just waiting for him to screw up on something even if it was minor. He placed his fingers together like a ball, picking at his fingernails as he tried to wait out the silence, wait until everything was over. His could feel his Assurers supporting him from behind, offering support, but it didn't help much when his father was right before him, the man's imposing figure looking down at him. Fong moved first, placing a hand against Tsuna's arm and giving a warm smile in hopes of disarming the fear. It was a wonderful effort on his friend's part, trying to encourage him, but it wasn't enough to shake Iemitsu's influence.

As that occurred, Iemitsu continued to stare over the group of four, his blue eyes roaming specifically over the so-called friends that belonged to his youngest son. The man had his arms crossed against his chest, standing imposingly over the group with his tall figure despite being at the same height as most of the males, and was dressed in a classic black suit. His short blond hair was combed back neatly and his beard was shaven tidily to fit his physique. There was no doubt he was a businessman, dressed to appear in every formal occasion and for his clients as well despite this being a family meeting. His eyes glanced down at his watch momentarily, his blue eyes filled with coldness as he took in the hands on the clock. "You're on time for once," His voice was dark, a loud bass as it boomed through the hallway, and empty of warmth. He snapped his gaze back up towards the youngest child. "Make sure that continues. You make us look bad if you're late on anything. Even for something like this."

Tsuna flinched, shifting back a little. "R-Right..."

The Assurers remained quiet in the background, each watching the scene carefully as if examining every advance, every little tone of the voice, every shift of the body. They glanced around the hallway, noticing how it blended in with the outside of the door and the artifacts and decorations. There was little to no difference. The hallway before the group extended further down into what seemed to be a large room, unable to be seen on the other side. G made a 'tch' and pulled his hands from out of his pockets, knowingly gaining the attention of Iemitsu. He stepped forward, running a hand through his red hair, and inadvertently revealed more of his tattoo that covered half of his face. It was like he had finally been noticed, like he had previously been hiding in the background. His sharp eyes closed for a second as he took in a deep breath before sighing heavily, knowing what was going to happen next. He had been in this nutty family long enough to be able to predict it.

Iemitsu sneered. "And you need to fix that face of yours. The right-hand man of Giotto's can't be looking like such a snob, and that horrible tattoo of yours should be removed immediately. And don't make that sound, if you have something to say then say it."

G twitched, his fingers reaching up to his lips as if he was grabbing a cigarette, only to realize that there wasn't one. It had been the same reaction when he had arrived on the first floor. He glared, not one to back down from insults. "Oh, there are a lot of things I would like to say to you, but I'd rather not. Now can we move on? We're delaying things the longer we stay here and I'm sure we all have our own things to do after this meeting. I can't have Giotto being late for a meeting because someone wants to stall in the hallway." Iemitsu narrowed his eyes at that, almost looking like he wanted to say something before turning around and heading down the hallway. A little of steam was smoking from his face, slightly embarrassed by G's remark. This left the redhead and the group of four at the door, watching as the male disappeared around the corner and out of sight. G glanced towards the group before drifting down to Tsuna to give an amused smirk, shrugging his shoulders as if entertained. "Kid, just do the same things you always do during these damn meetings and nothing should happen."