Transported (Katekyo Hitman Reborn)

Sick

Published: 8/9/20

3rd Person's P.O.V

"Achoo!"

The teacher sighed and paused the lesson, looking at Tsunami with an exasperated expression.

"Tsunami, you have been sneezing and coughing for the last 10 minutes since we started class. Please go see the nurse."

Tsunami opened her mouth to object but ended up coughing again.

"And no, that wasn't a suggestion. The other students need to learn, preferably without disruptions, and I'm worried about you." Tsunami looked down at her desk and nodded in resignation.

Satisfied by the answer, the teacher scanned the class before her eyes landed on Chrome.

"Chrome, please accompany Tsunami to the nurse. Make sure to grab all her belongings, because I'm sure she won't be able to come back with that cold she has."

"Alright," Chrome stood up and gathered her things, exiting the room with Tsunami trailing behind her.

"You can go back to class, Chrome. I'll be-" Tsunami cut herself off with a sneeze, suddenly shuddering.

"You were saying?" Chrome asked with a raised eyebrow, and offered her a tissue.

"Nothing," Tsunami muttered and took the tissue gratefully, throwing away any thoughts of resistance and arguments.

"There we go," Chrome smiled. She continued to lead the way to the nurse's office, pulling an obedient Tsunami behind her.

When the both of them reached the room, they heard a scream behind the closed door.

Chrome quickly slammed the door open, and found a very familiar perverted doctor sitting in a chair, trying to kiss a girl.

"Shamal..." was all Tsunami managed before she passed out.

Shamal looked at Tsunami distractedly, which gave the harassed girl a chance to escape.

Chrome had caught Tsunami just before she hit the floor, and now she was carrying her to one of the beds in the room.

"Whoa... He really wasn't joking, was he?"

Chrome glared at Shamal as his eyes started to roam Tsunami's figure.

"Touch her in any weird way or place, and you'll regret it," she warned.

"Yeah, yeah, I've already heard enough of that from Reborn. He's so possessive sometimes that it's even scarier than his normal self." Shamal scratched his head, sighing.

"Anyway, it seems like she caught a cold and most likely passed out due to shock and exhaustion. It'd be better to bring her home and take care of her there. Since you probably don't trust me to take Tsunami home, I can just have her rest here for now before school ends. I promise that I won't do anything to her. Not anything wrong, at least."

Shamal waited a few moments for an answer before sighing and running a hand through his hair when Chrome didn't say anything.

"Alright, I get it. If you really want to, I can give you a pass and-"

"It's fine," Chrome eventually says, interrupting Shamal. "I'm going take your word for it and trust Tsunami with you, Doctor Shamal."

Shamal blinked in surprise before chuckling. "I guess I'll see you and others later then. You should head back and tell the brat that Tsunami is fine before he decides to blow up the whole school, with dynamites or not."

Chrome nodded appreciatively and turned around, returning to her class without hesitation.

When Chrome was gone, Shamal rubbed the back of his neck and stared up at the ceiling. "Taking my word for it and trusting me with someone they hold dear, huh... The Vongola tenth generation sure has lots of interesting people..."