Transported (Katekyo Hitman Reborn)

Confess

Published: 5/24/20

3rd Person's P.O.V

"So, I'll be heading out now, okay?" Tsunami's uncle waved from the door.

"Ah, when is the next time you're coming back?" Tsunami asked.

Tsunami's uncle paused to think. "Uh, I don't think I'll be back until after Christmas this time, Sorry, Tsunami." He shot his niece an apologetic look.

"It's fine, just remember to buy me a present when you come back," Tsunami joked.

"Will do," Tsunami's uncle laughed. "Now I better get going before he comes and tries to murder me. Actually, you might murder him before he gets to me. Well, whatever. See ya, Tsunami!" The uncle left, leaving Tsunami no room to ask about what he meant.

"Is he gone?" Hayato asked as he walked up to Tsunami.

"Hm? Yeah, he left. He said that he won't be back until after Christmans..."

Hayato, taking note of the disappointed look in Tsunami's eyes, rested a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, at least me and the others will be here for you!"

Tsunami nodded gratefully, "Thanks, Hayato."

"No problem, Tsu-chan~"

Tsunami scowled at the sound of that voice and turned around. She took a step towards him while he took a step backwards. This kept going on until Tsunami decided to march up to him and grab the collar of his shirt.

"You f*cking Marshmallow b*stard," she growled.

"N-Now, now, Tsu-chan. L-Language, please." Byakuran held his hands up helplessly.

Tsunami ignored him. "Would you be ever so kind to tell me what you told my uncle?"

Byakuran averted his gaze. "W-What are you talking about?"

"What's with all this noise, herbivores?" Kyoya walked in to see Tsunami slamming Byakuran against the wall.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about," she hissed.

Just then, Takeshi came. "Oh, are you guys still here? School is about to- Tsunami, what are you doing to Byakuran?"

Ryohei ran to the door and hurriedly put his shoes on. "EXTREME! I'M DROPPING LAMBO OFF AT HIS SCHOOL IN 3 MINTUES AND GETTING BACK TO SCHOOL IN 5!"

Lambo also put his shoes on. "Yare yare, there's no way we're gonna make it in only 3 minutes. Besides, we still have 10 minutes before school starts."

"You won't know unless you try!" Ryohei ran out the house with Lambo in tow.

"Don't be late," Kyoya warned the three students before walking out as well.

  Tsunami tightened her grip on Byakuran's shirt before sighing and letting go. "I'm expecting to see you at lunch. Don't you dare run."

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"Err Tsunami, could I have a moment?"

Tsunami turned to the source of the voice and saw a boy.

"Did you need anything from me?"

"Um, can we talk outside?"

"Sure...?"

They both walked out into the hallway.

"So, what did you need?"

The boy gulped before he bowed. "I-I really like you, s-so please go out with me!"

'...hah? What is this guy saying? Anyway, how should I deal with this? Should I pull a Takeshi? But that won't be like me... What about Hyato? He's too violent... Lambo? He might just act all high and mighty, not to mention brag... Chrome? She'd probably say sorry and run. Mukuro... I don't even want to think about that. Ryohei maybe? But I think he would act like Takeshi, taking it as a joke or something. Kyoya? Hmm, I think that works. He scares people away quickly and easily with a glare. Well, I suppose his favorite phrase and violence helps too, but those aren't important.'

As Tsunami was about to glare and decline, Mukuro popped up.

"Oya oya, what's this?" He took a look at the situation. "Kufufu~ a love confession? You're quite popular, aren't you, Tsunami?" he teased.

"Unfortunately," Mukuro glared at the guy who was still in a bowing position. "Tsunami will have to decline."

The boy stood up straight. "What do you mean?"

Mukuro smirked, "What I meant," he pulled Tsunami closer to him, "was that Tsunami already has me."

Tsunami, however, apparently disagreed. Her hand twitched before she elbowed Mukuro in the gut without holding back. She turned to face the confused boy.

"Sorry, but I'm not interested. And before you get the wrong idea, no, I'm not in a relationship with this creep."

"Hn. An apple creep, to be exact." Kyoya eyed Mukuro as he approached the three of them.