BEING 27 (KHR Fanfic)

Albino

Tsuna walked to school, trying his best to hide the wounds on his fist. Once he reached the gates of Namimori he took a deep breath.

"Onii-chan, may I ask where I am?"

Tsuna was shocked. He almost jumped in surprise. He turned to see a little albino. How could his senses not tell him someone was approaching?

"Namimori." Tsuna said, nonetheless.

The albino smiled and ran off.

[Wait a minute, was that Sora?]

Thinking for a while he realized that the white hair and caramel eyes were the traits of the one-and-only Cielo's little brother, so he dug out his phone.

I just saw him past Namimori Middle.

A text was sent back almost immediately.

WWSHNIHT

Tsuna sweatdropped.

[I'd suppose it's safe to presume that message was Wait What Stop Him Now I'm Heading There ?]

Shutting his phone Tsuna continued his way.

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[So, the Mafia that appeared in my house are Poison Scorpion Bianchi, Bovino Lambo, I-Pin. Who next? Ranking Fuuta?]

Just then his phone rang. The caller ID read Yamamoto Takeshi. There was no one in class, because he was really early. He took his phone and went into a secluded place.

"Greetings, Yamamoto." he said in a strangely fluent tone.

"27, you'll keep to you promise, won't you?" Yamamoto said nervously, "About your identity?"

"Of course." 27 mused confidently. "I never break promises."

"Then tell me." Yamamoto challenged, "Now."

"Who's the only one in class right now?" asked the voice.

"Huh?" the male was left confused as 27 hung up. It took Yamamoto a minute to understand.

The one who's in class right now is 27!

Yamamoto, still quite a ways from school ran as fast as he could but when he reached the front gates there were already a lot of people there. There were five people in class.

He cursed inwardly. However he was relieved. He's got a tip now. 27 is someone in his class.

His phone rang. "Too bad. Try harder next time."

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{Bel: Long time no see again, 27~ The Prince takes first place!}

{27: Yes, yes, whatever.}

{Mammon: It seems like someone's not in good mood.}

{27: Try enduring punches from a wussy while pretending to be weak.}

{Bel: Ohhh~ That 'shithole of a brother' you mentioned last time?}

{27: He seemed pretty pissed off this time to have taken his baseball bat.}

{Luss: Excuse me, WHAT?}

{27: Don't even get me started on how he's gotten the kitchen knife.}

{Levi: Boss is blowing up the plane...what happened here?}

{Bel: My rooooom!}

{27: ...I think I've got blood on my keyboard now. I'm gonna change the bandages...brb.}

{Xanxus: WHY CAN'T THIS PLANE GO FASTER}

{27: Because you're blowing it up, probably.}

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{Bronco: sighhhhh}

{27: Is your mouth bored?}

{Bronco: No, it's just that the Decimo candidate is a pain in the ass.}

{27: How so?}

{Bronco: He bullies his younger twin..well I guess you know that already, but he turned down good candidates too! Like Smokin' Bomb Hayato! He rejected them flat out! And to top it off he's gone as far as giving his twin a serious injury this time!}

{27: Wow, that seems troublesome. A serious injury?}

{Bronco: He was cut by a knife..although we can't see to it because he's holed up in his room...}

{27: ...and just in case, I'll give you some information free of charge.}

{Bronco: Free? Information? On who?}

{27: The Varia is coming to Namimori Japan.}

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Tsuna didn't need to guess how it shocked the blond as he could hear the shout from his room.

He sweatdropped and dialed a number. "Mukuro?"

"What is it? It's more than rare for you to call." the sly voice was full of curiosity this time.

"When's your revenge due?" Tsuna asked, still typing away on the keyboard.

"Today..?"

"I can't go." Tsuna said.

"Why?" Mukuro asked, slightly confused, but there was annoyance and anger in his tone.

"..." Tsuna couldn't think of an answer.

"...On second thought, don't come to Kokuyo. I'll go over there." Mukuro sighed.

"No. I'll be fine tomorrow so bear with it till then." Tsuna groaned.

"Fine.." Mukuro sounded like he was pouting.

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[Looks like I can't go on any jobs tonight...]

Just then his room window opened. In came an albino.

"It's been a long time, 27!" one whispered-shouted.

Tsuna nodded.

"But it's been some time since I've seen you without your mask!" he mused.

Tsuna nodded again.

He was being loud but it was whisper-shouting so it couldn't be heard outside the room. "By the way, I've been hunting for quite some time now, but it seems like Sora went to 51's house...I'm a serious failure of a brother..." he trailed off, crying at his pathetic self.

Tsuna sweatdropped.

"Hey, 27- I mean Tsuna-nii, can I stay here for the night? I'll go out when someone comes in, and I'll make sure no one sees me going in or out of the window!" he suggested.

Tsuna sighed and nodded. "Stay until Sora's gotten used to Japan, Cielo."

"I prefer my real name when I'm called in person, Tsuna-nii." he pouted.

"Whatever, Ten." Tsuna sighed.