The king's Throne | Katekyou hitman Reborn Crossover |hiatus|

Chapter seven: "trustworthy"

Tsuna's point of View (The next day)

Tsuna throws himself on his bed, hitting the mattress with a small unheard 'thump'. He gently covers his temple with the gloved palm in trepidation, letting a gush of warm breath hitting unto it in desperation. The tutor had been hard to strikes than he had anticipated. The curious and wary stare, watching every inch of his move like a stalker. he approached him at first in hopes that the other would know better and would tell him easier, but his replies were all indistinguishable to Viktor's.

He didn't deny of holding any information or even the slightest hint of his friends-- that he's currently trying to gather; but, he didn't tell Tsuna of the address as well. He had put some Illusion flames on him-- pushing his guts to eventually tell Tsuna about Rokudo Mukuro. It's cheating, but he's anguished. He hadn't met even one of them in his whole (This world) life.

Tsuna doubts that Byakuuran would be proud of his progress presently. The people here are hard to contact, not just that, his father is indeed over-protective and dismissed his permission to leave or reveal himself from the castle due to one little incident. A mere try of assassination towards him is almost nothing, he is capable to defend himself against the physical fight as Reborn had taught him firmly.

Hilarious story, one time he escaped-- Viktor sent the whole kingdom's troops to investigate every inch of the nation. Tsuna was in the toilet, well not his toilet, but in Tsuna's sane mind, it's mad! He was undoubtfully worse than his real father who's already worse. What is with him stuck in an overprotective father loop?

When Tsuna heard the pineapple's name for the first time from one of the dukes, he held back an inhumane screech. It was the excitement piling up, flooding his organs mercilessly. The purple-haired demon is not his first friend he expects to hear about in this ordinary world, but it would do for now. He didn't predict Mukuro to act like a lunatic in this world as well, but that doesn't change Tsuna's goal to meet him.

Tsuna smiled nervously, had he gone too hard on the tutor? The shivering figure looked like a pup for a second, he was holding himself from fleeing away. Maybe he has to go with the softer way next time, preventing from the same hitched voice coming from teacher Heine's lips again.

Tsuna moves from the bed, sitting near the entrance of the balcony on a wooden chair, sipping the coffee someone had brought to him before he had woken up to the bathe of the sun's light. Tsuna gagged, spitting out the liquid to the nearest napkin or tissue to throw away the bitter taste. He had forgotten his dislike for the drink.

'damn.' He coughed out the rest of the liquid that was choking him inside his neck, spitting it out onto the soft thin fabric. He stared at it softly, throwing it onto the trash can next to him after.

The prince crossed his leg, moving his gaze to the towards the window and the sight behind it. He smiled, looking at the tutor, getting patted by his younger brother, Kai Von Granzreich. Tsuna felt pity for the old being, getting swayed like a puppy to Kai, being played as he stared at the answers with a stern look.

'he never chills, does he?' even when being twirled, he never strays away from the main object of his duty. Somewhat similar to Reborn, in ways that he couldn't imagine. Tsuna quirked up a nervous smile, except the fact that he doesn't physically abuse his students to the edge of their life until they can see the death behind the sky.

'Ah, Reborn...'

Will his tutor come here as well? Will Tsuna reunites with him as well? Will he remember Tsuna as someone? Will he stay with him this time? Reborn is a freelance hitman, it's ridiculous for him to stay longer than should, but he did, not for long. Tsuna doesn't want to remember the event, he'd rather not too.