In the dim apartment he currently lived in, a man pressed the 'voice mail' button on his phone. The man skipped over the many scams and surveys. Near the end was a known number labeled 'Oto'. "Mr. Magenta, we have a job offer for you. If you are interested, go to the Red Herring at seven o'clock."
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Tsuna sat by the side of the pool. He watched, soaking up the warm sunlight: as the girls commented on Nagisa's androgynous appearance, as lifeguard Korosensei regulated the pool too harshly, and as Karma got the teacher back by tugging and inching the life guard tower near the edge of the pool.
Apparently, Korosensei couldn't swim. For some reason, the water adversely effected whatever he was.
"Hey Tsuna-sensei, come swim with us!" "Yeah! Don't be a loner!" "The water's great!"
"Afraid of swimming like the octopus?" Karma teased. The ginger student was one of many who had gotten out of the water to grab some sun lotion.
Tsuna sighed and stood up. He emptied his pockets of his keys, phone, and wallet. He walked back to the pool edge and was immediately was pushed into the water by the students who had snuck up behind him.
Korosensei blew his whistle and protested the "students! That's not safe!" "He's actually right this time about safety," Kataoka commented, the girls sweat dropped at their classmates and teacher.
Tsuna stood up and sputtered, the students that had pushed him in laughed at the sight of their soaked teacher. He vigorously shook his head to get his dripping hair out of his eyes. "Well, at least you guys are having fun," the teacher dryly stated.
At that comment, the students on the concrete grinned and jumped into the pool around their teacher. Tsuna screwed his eyes shut as water flew everywhere. Korosensei's immediate whistle and order were drowned out by splash fight that quickly started.
Why did it start? The boys landings had drenched the girls nearby without a warning. It was boys versus girls play fight that even more crazy by Tsuna suddenly switching sides.
In the middle of the chaos, the leaders Kataoka and Yuma shook hands. That cemented their deal to go after the most diabolical player, one no one had splashed yet. Tsuna nervously chuckled as his class stopped fighting each other and turned towards him with sweet smiles.
For several minutes, Tsuna dodged, zig-zagged, and used the other students as shields. Eventually, the teacher held his breath and sunk to the bottom of the pool like a stone.
"He has to come up sometime, right?" A frustrated Maehara asked.
"Yeah, we'll catch him then," Sosuke affirmed, "although, we may be waiting awhile."
While everyone was distracted, Rio took the chance to launch a sneak attack. Two large splashes hit Yuma and Maehara, the respective leader and right hand of the Boy's Pool Team. This occurrence started the war all over again.
Tsuna briefly opened his eyes underwater and swam for the pool wall. The teacher surfaced and put his hands on top of the wall to haul himself up.
"Get him!" Came the yell. It was accompanied by water being splashed all over Tsuna's back. "Okay, okay, you guys got me, you win," the teacher cheerfully admitted and turned his face back towards the pool. Many of the students smiled and cheered.
The few who didn't were closer in distance to Tsuna, they were staring at something. The teacher followed their stares to his exposed arms. Part of the way through the game he had rolled up his sleeves up to his shoulder, he didn't even think about doing it.
Several scars were blatantly visible. The silver lines stood out against the light tan his arms had acquired over the past hour of sunlight.
"Ah, those, I forgot about them," Tsuna blandly said.
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The Mafia Teacher
FanfictionWhen you have a color changing octopus nicknamed Korosensei, government agent Karasuma, and a assassin named Irina Jelavich, all teaching E class, who else could you add? An Italian Mafia boss, anyone? Enter Tsunayoshi Sawada, Vongola Decimo. No s...