Truth of The Future ~KHR fanfiction~

Chapter 134

Declaration: I don't own KHR! Akira Amano does!

"spoken"

"Foreign Language"

'Thoughts'

#Place

Flashback/dreams

[Written]

~track of time~

(A/N)

{people from Tsuna's mindscape talking to Tsuna, Vice Versa}

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Toshi POV

---"Become my comrade and let's defeat Checker Face together"---

-Bermuda's words still rang inside my head despite how I have rejected it clearly...

I mean, how did he expect me to agree when he knows that Reborn and the Arcobaleno would die because of it. Is he mad?

Sighing softly, I'm also upset about Reborn... 

..."Ever since I became like this, I've never expected to die a decent death" ... "You don't have to die for us, Arcobaleno"...

-That's what he said...

Didn't he trust me enough or what?

The Arcobaleno... I've seen them like a family, so there's no way I would leave this matter and do nothing!

Urgh... And just to make it perfect. Tsuna-nii hasn't come back from where ever he went... again... he left without warning. And remembering Dr. Lisa's words that day, I just can't help but deadly worried. Afterall, Byakuran who was his representative was defeated yesterday.

And talking back about the representative battle...

'No matter whether we win or lose this battle, Reborn will either die or become a vindice...' I gritted my teeth at the thought as I shifted my lying position. Yet, no matter how much I changed position, the concern makes me uncomfortable... I sighed.

'Tsuki is fast asleep... but then again, he must have tired himself. It was a long day afterall...' I thought as I smiled fondly at the sight of my half snoring softly. 

Sneakily, I walked out of the room to get myself something to drink, 'a glass of milk might help clears my mind...' I thought.

Later I blinked to see someone already in the kitchen before I did.

"Eh, Lambo? What are you doing?" I asked my young guardian as he shushed me in reply.

"Lambo-sama wanna know how Fuuta's strawberry juice taste like..." he said.

"What? Oi... but that's not yours, you little thief!" I whisper-exclaimed, yet ignoring my words he just continues with the attempt, taking a big gulp of Fuuta's strawberry juice before then he blinked in deadpan.

"It tasted like Strawberry..." And I facepalmed.

"Well of course it is!" '-you idiot!' I tried to hold back the insult as I remember that this guy is still a brat considering his age. 

"No worries, I'll fix it!" He said proudly before then he poured his own grape juice to the strawberry one.

"Oi, Oi! you'll ruin the taste!" But on the contrary, he beamed, "Delicious~!"