The first thing Tsuna learns about the Disciplinary Committee is that Hibari Kyouya rarely interacts with the Disciplinary Committee. This revelation is nothing short of miraculous. Heavensent. He has never been more grateful for a professional relationship in his life.
In fact, the committee is far more friendly than he would have thought, for a poorly disguised street gang. For one, they're actually interested in Disciplinary Duties, and keep track of complaints about reoccurring offenders. Tsuna wonders if that system is how Hibari manages to trace his targets.
The second-in-command, Kusakabe Tetsuya, gives him a gakuran and a small device Tsuna assumes to be a pager, claiming that they would give him a cell phone, but knowing Tsuna, he'd probably mess up and text all their enemies by accident. Tsuna, knowing himself, readily agrees. He does not question who the Committee's 'enemies' are.
Unlike a cell phone or the old pagers he's seen before, the device he's given has a keyboard and clear functions, so Tsuna spent most of his first afternoon getting used to the device. It seems closer to a PDA in usage, honestly. There's no information on it, so Tsuna practices by setting up a schedule for his days, allocating an extra hour before school for the Disciplinary Committee - as Kusakabe had suggested - as well as the breaks and after-school. Lunch period is free for everyone, especially Hibari, who uses it to take naps. It's pretty simple to remember, even for someone like Tsuna.
Everyone in the Disciplinary Committee wears their hair in a regent pompadour, but Tsuna doubts he'll be able to tame his hair into such a shape, and he's only the secretary anyway, so he just leaves it be. He just pulls his uniform over his jacket, fully embracing his casual attachment to this group, but then immediately takes it off and just switches the uniform jacket out for the gakuran because that is way too many layers for summer.
Over the next five days, nothing scary or terrible happens, besides Hibari generally existing. He gets a few contact numbers, goes on errand runs for the group, and gets into the habit of snapping photos of students breaking the rules and creating a folder for each offender, sending any file that has more than ten infractions to the complaint box.
They put him in a little desk by the door, and he generally just sits there and texts Kyouko or struggles through his homework until it's time for class, or to go home. Kyouko is enthralled in his successful entry into the Disciplinary Committee, and his mom baked him a cake when Kyouko enthusiastically gossiped about it. A whole cake.
Of course, while they do take school matters very seriously...they're still basically, for all intents and purposes, a street gang.
It's the weekend, and Tsuna hovers uncertainly by the convenience store, where a few gakuran-sporting teens are loitering by the entrance. Before, he always passed them without much trouble, since they don't tend to hassle citizens, but does he have to acknowledge them now...? Maybe there's a system of mutual respect between them. They can just nod at each other and be on their way!
"Hey, shrimp!"
Or not.
"...Hi," Tsuna says after a moment. The Committee member leaps to his feet with a grin, and his pompadour bobs up and down as a result. Tsuna stares at it, mesmerized by the motion.
"Listen, the boys are halfway through their routes, everybody could do with a snack. Why don't you help 'em all out?"
"Uh...going to the cafeteria and back to the Committee room is one thing, but..." Tsuna starts to argue, but he snaps his jaw shut when he sees the steadily darkening expression on the Committee member's face. "...I guess I could use the practice. I haven't really figured out how this thing's map works yet..."
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Dead-Eyed Tsuna (KHR!)
PertualanganSawada Tsunayoshi is cold, aloof, constantly exhausted, perpetually doubtful, and has the resting face of an axe murderer. He's resigned to being a complete failure for the rest of his life, and is pretty satisfied with himself, as long as he has pe...