Silence reigned over the household. It's embrace on the house demanding, the halls and rooms eerie with nothing but white noise filling the ears of who ever could hear. Darkness splayed all over with only the rays of the moonlight providing light all over. Kuroko lay in his room, alone, wide awake with thoughts swimming in his head, trying to make sense of what was happening around him.~Flashback~
The walk back to the house was awkward to say the least. The group refused to talk or even look at each other throughout the whole thing. And only until they arrive in the livingroom of the house do one of them begin talking.
"I think you'll need to sit down for this conversation, Kuroko-san" Gokudera suggests, taking a seat on one of the sofas. Reborn, Yamamoto and Tsuna follow the bomber's antics and sit down on only one couch, leaving the other one vacant.
"Yeah. I think so too" Kuroko mutters, taking a seat on the other sofa. "What now? I'm listening"
"We're part of the mafia" Reborn answers immidiately, Tsuna's breath hitching at the blatant confesion. Kuroko sat there, eyes wide and in total disbelief.
"W-wait a minunte. Mafia? Are you serious? Are you four pranking me? Because this is not an issue to be joking about" he sputters, watching over the smallest of actions given by the other four in the room, hopping that they were just kidding. But judging from their clamy hands, furrowed brows and inability to look up at him, it all appeared to be true. "Oh sh*t. How? When? Why?"
"I-it all started four years ago, when I was just 14 years old..." was how Tsuna started, going over a summary of the Vongola bloodline, what happped to his ansestor, how he met Reborn, the formation of his guardians and that fact he was now an official boss of not only the largest company on earth but also the most influential man in the underground world. Tsuna occationally gave the story telling of to either one of his guardians or Reborn, unable to continue as he watched his childhood friend crumble. The sudden wave of information took a toll on Kuroko, not only was he nearly killed that afternoon but he then gets told that his childhood friend is part of the mafia world, a world where he'd probably be forced into with the apperance of the three men a while ago. The story ends at 10: 35 at night with the explanation lasting almost three hours at least and everyone was taxed, physically and mentally. Tsuna, Gokudera and Yamamoto looked absolutely distraught, tightly clutching onto pieces of cloth with their knuckles white and their teeth clenched. Gokudera and Yamamoto had just met the blue haired teen for a mere four days but in that short timeline, they had come to the conclusion that Kuroko was a kind hearted man with little tolerance to violence and a just heart. Just the thought of bringing such a person, a civilian at that, into their horrid world of death was sickening. Though Tsuna remained a kind hearted individual despite the death, not everyone was like Tsuna. And Tsuna himself simply didn't want to pull his childhood friend into everything, he's involved too many civilians as it is. Reborn however looked indifferent, this was to be expected after all. Kuroko heaved a sigh, finally regaining his composer.
"This is all way too complicated..... but it actually makes sense" He mutters looking up at the other four in the room. Tsuna and the gang perked up, surprised to see that Kuroko wasn't as scared as they thought he would be.
"Wait, you aren't scared? We just told you what we are. We hurt people" Tsuna mutters.
"You hurt people unless completely necessary. You said that you're trying to change the group into the vigilante group that it once was. So it's unjustly just, if that sentence is understandable" he answers, chuckling very slightly, almost just a shudder. "And the mafia makes sense with my questions, like why we didn't talk as much or why Reborn-san pointed a gun to my face when we first met"
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Welcome to the Mafia, Kuroko Tetsuya!!!
Fanfiction(DISCONTINUED BUT ADOPTED) Sawada Tsunayoshi and Kuroko Tetsuya are both childhood friends who haven't seen each other in 7 years and have been out of contact for 4 years . After 7 long years of waiting, they finally meet again. But with the title o...