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Tsuna made sure to erase his presence, lose Reborn and leave his hoodie (fucking somehow) before setting off to Kokuyo Land. When he arrived, he saw Kyoko holding a couple bottles of water and a towel next to Hana who was tapping her foot on the floor. What? He walked up to her and she smiled.

"Now that you're here... Take off your shirt!" This confused Tsuna. Was she going to rape Tsuna? Realizing how indecent it sounded, Kyoko blushed and tried to clear things up. "I mean...! Um!" Before Tsuna could speak, Hana lifted up Tsuna's shirt. Tsuna blushed at the sudden action but went ahead and took off his shirt. Kyoko stared at his abs and muscles before nodding. "Okay. Drop and give me fifty!" Tsuna's words were cut off by Hana's glare and he hesitantly started to do fifty push-ups, Kyoko watching and counting.

When he finished, Kyoko demanded one hundred sit ups (which isn't really hard tbh) and he got to work, not arguing back. Then two laps around the building. Then fifty squats. Plank for two minutes. And then balancing on one leg for fifteen minutes. As he finished, Kyoko lent him the towel to wipe off any sweat and a water bottle.

"Why... am I doing... this?" Tsuna asked through his pants and Kyoko answered.

"Well... after seeing what you could do, me and Hana have come to a decision." Seeing his confusion, Kyoko continued to speak, answering the unasked question. "We're training you up for the Vongola dance contest!" Tsuna blinked dumbly before he react.

"What?!" Hana hit his head for how stupid he reacted. She sharpened her eyes at Tsuna before letting out a sigh.

"Be quiet, monkey." Listening to the silence, Hana continued to speak. "I don't know why— nor do I care why— but you hate dance. We'll make you get into it again." Hana flicked her hair and walked to Kyoko. Sassy.

"The minimum amount of people in one group is three. The maximum is ten. We'll be aiming to get about seven or eight people in our group. Of course, you could always enter on your own, but where's the fun in that?" Kyoko grinned as Tsuna finished up his water bottle. Tsuna places the water bottle down as she continued to speak. "This will take place next year. By then, we must have all candidates in shape and your moves choreographed. So..." Kyoko held up a piece of laminated paper and handed it to Tsuna. "This is your training regime. The difficulty will increase every two weeks." Tsuna gulped as he read it. It was the exact same as what he just did. And he was supposed to do this every day after school or after lunch (on weekends). All without making Reborn suspicious. Tsuna didn't know what to do, because:

A) It's fucking Reborn. He'd get suspicious if Tsuna woke up on minute earlier than he did.
B) How was he supposed to gain six or seven other companions?
C) Was he really going to start dancing again? After last time?

He looked at Kyoko, determination burning in his eyes. It's time to embrace the past and look at the future. Tsuna nod his head and they smiled.

"Well, Sawada, good luck." Hana walked off, promoting him from 'monkey' to 'Sawada'. Kyoko giggled at her friend.

"Well then. I'll be off. See you tomorrow, Tsuna-kun." Tsuka nod his head and the two went their separate ways. From now on, Tsuna isn't going to resent dance because of the past. He's going to enjoy it for the future. And nothing is going to change his mind.

Time Skip

He might be changing his mind. Tsuna's eyes widen at the sight of him. His annoyingly obnoxious laughed echoed. The smell of dirt passed around the room. A pickaxe was abandoned on the floor. The scent of alcohol was strong. There he was. His blond hair. His brown eyes. His orange jumpsuit. Tsuna hates it all. Yet here it was. Like it was challenging him.

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