KHRFanCrew: Hi, dear readers! We apologise for the extremely late chapters but due to our ridiculously hectic high school lives (Junior College is no joke) and evil writers' block, we were only able to publish this chapter now! Thanks and hope that you will continue to enjoy reading this fanfic!
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This was such a bad idea, Tsuna whined to himself as he crawled as discreetly as he could through the dirty, dark and damp vent. The metal surprisingly held under his weight, although the cranking sounds caused palpitations in his heart. This was such a bad idea, the brunette reiterated once more in his mind. With his heart threatening to leap out of his body, Tsuna crept once more onwards to his goal. As he turned the corner, he paused as he felt an extremely sharp object leveled at his neck.
"Fufu, Tsuna-kun, you are finally out..." The last thing he heard was an evil voice with a hint of a smirk.
Anastasia-chan, why...? He asked as he fell down...
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Back to the Beginning if It All...
"Eh?! It's already June?" Tsuna gaped as he stared unbelieving at the calender placed unceremoniously before him by his pesky tutor, Reborn.
"Eh, does that mean Tsuna-sama's sister's birthday is arriving soon?" Hayato yelped, wide-eyed as he looked to the brunette for confirmation.
"It's true that my birthday is coming up, but Mukuro-san and Anastasia-chan's birthdays are first, on 9 and 10 June respectively!" Kasumi chirped in reply as Anastasia nodded her head. Mukuro looked mildly interested as he observed the 'sparkling eyes' of Reborn.
"That's right, Dame-Tsuna. As a good mafia boss, you have to plan a Vongola-style birthday celebration of your subordinates," Reborn continued, landing on Tsuna's head, and drawing a indignant squeak from the boy.
Finally, (and maybe due to the prolonged exposure to Reborn), Tsuna relented, "Alright, so what am I supposed to do?"
"A good boss does not plan in front of the subordinates who are to celebrate their birthdays, Dame-Tsuna," With a note of finality, Tsuna was dragged away by a inwardly cackling Reborn. The duo was followed by an amused Takeshi, an excited Hayato, a loud group consisting of Ryohei, Ken and Haru, an interested Kyoko, a calculating Hana and Chikusa, a chuckling Bianchi, a disgruntled Kyoya who was half-forced by a smiling Utau, and three giggling children, namely Lambo, Ipin and Fuuta.
The once full living room was reduced to three people: Kasumi, Anastasia and Mukuro. "Ara, did the rest head out? Well, I guess you three will just have to finish all these macarons I made..." Nana remarked as she placed down a beautiful platter filled with numerous macarons of different flavours.
"Although I can't help but be worried of what they might concoct up, it might have been best that they left," Airily saying as she picked up a Cookies and Cream macaron in each hand, Anastasia cheerfully popped one in her mouth.
Nodding furiously, Kasumi and Mukuro started to stuff themselves with the sweet treats as well.
"It would certainly be best if they returned much later, hopefully after we finished this plate!" Kasumi continued in between bites.
"Kufufu, I agree..." Mukuro sighed in bliss as he savoured the chocolate macaron.
The living room was in complete harmony.
"That being said... Mukuro-nii, didn't you want to try the cake at the cafe down the street?" Anastasia pointed out, looking rather forlornly at the empty plate. It turns out the trio all had a sweet tooth, and emptied the plate within a few minutes.
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