[Video description: An anime music video I made of Katekyo Hitman Reborn. It's set to the music Everybody Knows by Sigrid. It covers the Kokuyo, Varia and Future arcs, with some clips from the Daily Life arc too, as well as some of the lyrics focused on the Arcobaleno and the Arcobaleno Curse. It's mostly from Tsuna's point of view as his bond with the tenth generation (guardians) is the main theme of the video. Bits of dialogues and sounds can be heard throughout, and I also took some artistic license to match the lyrics with the anime as best as possible. /End video description]
[Audio transcript:
Verse 1: TSUNA: Zero Point Breakthrough: First Edition / NONO: Why? Why did you...? / TSUNA: Byakuran! You're the only one... you're the only one...! I won't forgive you! / YOUNG MUKURO: (LAUGHS) Shall we go together? / MUKURO: Arrivederci. (SHOOTS HIMSELF)
Verse 2: GOKUDERA: (PUNCHES YAMAMOTO) You bastard! / (YAMAMOTO HITS GOKUDERA) / (GOKUDERA GROANS AND SCREAMS)
Verse 3: TSUNA: It's fine, Uni! We can think of another way! / UNI: I'm sorry, I'm fine. There is no other way. / UNI: I'm scared. I'm scared... / (UNI STANDS) / (HER FLAMES GROW)
Chorus: TSUNA: Stop joking around! What do you think you're fighting for? It's so we can have snowball fights together again! Watch fireworks together again! That's why you're fighting! That's why you're getting stronger! So that everyone can laugh together again! But it no longer has meaning if you die! / REBORN: That's a good answer. Is there anyone you want to protect right now? / TSUNA: That's... Of course. (HIS RING IGNITES) I want to protect everyone.
Verse 5: (A WEAPON FLIES AND HITS TSUNA) / (TSUNA FALLS) / (TSUNA BREAKS FREE FROM THE SPIKES)
Verse 6: TSUNA: It hurts... / TSUNA: I beg you... Please... please... / TSUNA: If I were to lose a precious friend in front of my eyes, I could never let myself die! / TSUNA: Nami Middle is where we all met. / TSUNA: Mo-Mom! / NANA: Mmh? / LAMBO AND I-PIN: Mama! / NANA: Eh? / TSUNA: Huh? / REBORN: Ciaossu. /End audio transcript]
okay so first of all, i'm not a native english speaker so you're not allowed to clown on me should my understanding of the lyrics not make any sense to you lol.
second of all, now i've done a proper, whole ass amv of the anime, you guys have to STOP thinking i find the anime ugly and unwatchable. I WASNT EVEN THE ONE WHO SAID IT FIRST!!! and yeah, i DID say it was ugly too, but i never said i didn't like it. i DO!!!!! it's good and i like it even if it's ugly all right zqefdsfds. (i'm just kidding btw, to be clear lol.)
AN: And here’s my final post for EAD! For those who aren’t familiar with EAD, Evil Author’s Day gives authors the opportunity to post WIPs guiltfree, with no promises attached. Meaning there’s no set date on when I plan to fully post or complete these fics, though they are WIPs.
This is the 3rd and final of three: 1, 2, 3
Warnings/Tags: Gen Fic, Crossover between KHR (Katekyo Hitman Reborn) and ES21 (Eyeshield 21). This was written... a while back? So the writing style is markedly different from what I use currently. *wry grin* It’s also a multichap fic.
Summary: Hiruma used to be an informant for the Vongola as a kid, but he wizens up and backs out of the temptation of mafia connections. Tsuna's on the run from the Vongola because he's tired of being treated like a monster in his Mafia Academy classes in Italy. While laying low in Tokyo, Timoteo offers him the opportunity to finish his education in Japan before returning to the Vongola, but only if he can find Hiruma Yoichi.
(Queue a manhunt of epic proportions, because Hiruma? Does not want to be found. Especially not by the Vongola.)
Chapter One
The incessant ringing had to stop.
There were no two ways about it. If it didn’t stop, he would melt its source to a molten puddle on the ground.
Gritting his teeth painfully and holding a pillow protectively over his head, one Sawada Tsunayoshi, tenth heir to the illustrious Vongola Famiglia, tried not to wail at the ear-splitting sound that was being emitted by the gadget sitting on a shelf high above his head. Where it had been placed by him the night before, since he knew that he wouldn’t wake up on time if he placed it anywhere closer at hand.
Flinching at the unending sound, Tsuna slowly extricated himself from under his barrier of cloth and feathers, eyes still closed against the light streaming in through the windows. Dragging his legs out from underneath the quilt and carefully pressing his feet to the ground, he glared blearily up at the inappropriately cute lion themed clock ringing above him. That was the last time he was going to accept any innocent looking gifts from Haru, even if this one was supposed to be a housewarming gift. Pushing himself off of the bed, he reached up with a sigh, fingers easily locating the right button to switch the alarm off. Eyeing the time flashing down at him from between the grinning lion’s teeth, he pursed his lips.
Right on time to start getting ready, of course. He’d made the right decision while putting the clock up so high.
Which wasn’t to say he wouldn’t like another, say, two hours of sleep. Of course.
Rolling his eyes at himself, he made his way to his closet, wondering what he should wear for the day. Something that wasn’t too eye-catching, definitely. No overly bright colours. And nothing too black, either. He needed to look normal, however difficult that seemed off late. Normal was good. Normal was what college students needed to be. And that was exactly what he was, as of his discussion with the Ninth a few days ago.
Just your average eighteen year old, joining up for his first day of college at Enma University.
*
Tugging his grey, hooded jacket a little closer around his form, Tsuna had to control the wide smile that was threatening to break out on his face. He’d stepped through the large gates of his new University, eyes focused on the ground and more than a little nervous and uncomfortable, but he’d been completely overlooked by anyone and everyone walking past. A few years ago, that might have made him feel resigned and even a little hurt, but currently, he felt like standing on a rooftop somewhere and cheering.
He’d been right. Joining a university in Japan had been the best decision he’d made in his entire life. This was so much better than going for classes in the Italian University he’d been enrolled in along with Gokudera. No one knew him here, and there was enough distance between here and Namimori that there weren’t any ugly rumors that had carried over from his high school days, either.
The sudden explosion of noise from a few meters away made him stumble back in shock. Turning apprehensively towards the admission boards and cursing his ability to find trouble everywhere he went, he couldn’t help but gape at the sight of two seniors tossing a freshman high in the air while two other freshmen screamed from below. Figuring that it could only be in his best interests to avoid such situations, he slowly backed away, keeping his eyes warily focused on the strange scene until he reached the main building, immediately ducking inside once he was certain he wouldn’t attract any untoward attention.
Once he had gotten as far away from the grounds as possible, he leaned back against a wall, breathing in deeply and wondering if he hadn’t made a mistake in coming to this university, after all. He’d considered Saikyoudai earlier, but his instinct had all but screamed for him to consider another option. Honestly, he didn’t think he could get the kind of grades Saikyoudai usually expected of its students, so he figured that it was for the best. But, even with his intuition telling him not to go anywhere near the much-touted ‘genius’ school, he still felt like he was making a mistake not going there.
Finally, after thinking over the issue, he’d decided that Enma would be the more comfortable option, as it had fewer constraints over the students. And, anyway, Saikyoudai was still relatively close by, so he could always check it out later.
Pulling away from the wall, he took a deep breath to calm himself down and then looked around. Which way to the office, again?
*
His quest to track down the office was taking a lot longer than he’d expected, seeing as he had managed to get himself utterly lost in his earlier unease. Sighing, he figured that it would be best if he back tracked the way he came back to the grounds, and see if he could find someone that could point the way out to him. Thankfully, that took a lot less time than tracking through the building itself.
He’d barely taken a step out into the grounds, though, when he heard a loud yell, telling him to get out of the way. Blinking, he glanced up, and tried not to scream when he noticed the slim figure running at full-pelt towards him. Too fast to stop. Too fast for him to even consider getting out of the way.
The crash that resulted was bad enough for both of them to get catapulted straight back into the main building. Tsuna tried to twist both himself and his unexpected assailant into a better angle, but they were inevitably covered in scratches and bruises when they finally screeched to a stop, colliding against a wall.
The low groan of pain that escaped from his throat was echoed by the teen that had collapsed on top of him. Obviously male; there was no scope for confusion with the way they were tangled together after their collision.
“Crap… I’m so sorry! I didn’t think I wouldn’t be able to stop, my shoes aren’t-”
Tsuna winced, and tried not to laugh right after at how ridiculous the situation was. The teen had somehow pried himself away and was waving his hands energetically, looking horrified, and more than a little embarrassed, his brown hair horribly mussed up from the tumble they had taken down the hall.
The hilarity of their predicament didn’t stop Tsuna from noticing the foreign expletive at the beginning of the other teen’s garbled apology, though.
“It’s okay, you obviously didn’t crash into me on purpose,” he offered wryly, smiling when the brunet stopped to grin awkwardly back at him.
“I don’t usually crash into people like this. I was late for a meeting, and I’d been looking around for my friends. I didn’t notice you when you stepped outside.”
“Like I said, it’s – ow – okay. Help me up and we can forget about this.” Tsuna flinched at the raw feeling in his wrist. And his back, since he’d been the one to hit the wall first. He couldn’t feel anything in his legs, since they’d gone numb, but he got the feeling that one of his ankles might be twisted.
What a great first day of college. And he hadn’t even figured out whether the management would let him enroll without giving the entrance exam, yet.
“Yeah, here-” the deceptively slim hand that wrapped around his arm right above the elbow smoothly guided him up to his feet, the teen easily lifting himself up at the same time. As they stood dusting themselves off, Tsuna couldn’t help but notice that his assailant was around the same height as him, and both of them had a similar build as well. And, if the small glances and bemused expression on the other’s face were any indication, he wasn’t the only one to notice.
“I’m Sawada Tsuna.” He offered impulsively. The teen looked up at him, the process of dusting off his jeans, and grinned.
“Kobayakawa Sena.”
Once they were done ensuring they were relatively clean and could move around comfortably, Tsuna looked behind him with a sigh. The questioning glance from the other brunet made him smile self-deprecatingly.
“I’d actually been coming outside because I couldn’t track down the office earlier. Do you know where it is, by any chance?” But the apologetic expression on his face immediately told Tsuna that the other teen had no idea where to go, either.
“You could come along with me, I’m sure one of my friends might know where to find it.”
Tsuna considered the offer, then shook his head with a sigh.
“No, I should get going. I’ll look around a bit more and see if I’m any luckier this time…”
“Well, I think I’ll be out on the football field. If you still can’t find it, I’ll help you look. It’s the least I can do for crashing into you like this.”
Both teens grinned at each other, mutually amused with their odd encounter, before turning and heading off in opposite directions.
Tsuna considered the strange, slight teen, and after noting the speed the teen was capable of in his mind, he carefully tucked the encounter away to think about later. Reborn had always taught him to keep the environment in mind, wherever he was. And, even if all he was trying to do was lead a normal college life over here until he had to return to Italy and the mafia, there was no telling what could happen. A freshman capable of the kind of speed necessary to leave even Tsuna unable to dodge definitely had to be remembered.
Growling at himself for the kind of thoughts he was having, he shook his head and shoved any mafia related thoughts out of his mind. He didn’t have the time to think about these things, and he didn’t even know the other teen all that well. He was probably just as normal as any other Japanese teenager, just a little faster than usual.
…
Okay, a lot faster than usual, but all the same. He didn’t have the time for this, he needed to find the office and convince them to let him enroll, somehow.
He was almost regretful about stopping Shoichi from hacking into the university database and entering his name into the list of accepted students, but he immediately shoved that thought away as well.
Normal. Was that so difficult to be, after the kind of things he had gone through in the last couple years?
*
To his relief, he did manage to find the office this time around. And surprisingly, it hadn’t even taken much convincing to let him enroll. The principal had told him to come in early the next day to give the entrance exam, but he had assured Tsuna that writing the exam was only a token, and that he would be accepted into the university anyway.
Leaving the office building and feeling more than a little uncomfortable with the fact that he had gotten in so easily, he quickly walked across the grounds towards the main gate. He’d been informed that the first day wasn’t much more than a meet-and-greet, giving them the opportunity to explore and acclimatize themselves to the grounds. But, the discomfort that still remained, both from the discussion with the principal as well as from the fall he had taken earlier, made him wish for nothing more than to get back home and sleep the rest of the day away.
Fate was never kind enough to let things go his way, of course.
The loud screech of a car coming to a halt right in front of him made him jump back in surprise, and he wasn’t given much of a chance to get his bearings right before he was hailed by the driver, who lithely threw himself over the side of the convertible.
The very red convertible. That was attracting far too much attention from other college students as well as people that were simply passing by, but not nearly as much as its driver, who was dressed about as eye-catching-ly as he usually was.
“JUUDAIME!”
Tsuna paled instantly, and he didn’t stop to think, instead speeding forward to grab his loud friend by the wrist, dragging him back to the car and shoving him into the driver’s seat. Without further ado, he tossed himself into the passenger seat and tersely told the Gokudera to drive. Thankfully, he didn’t need much prompting. They were back on the roads before any spectators had the chance to memorize their features.
They didn’t speak until they were back at Tsuna’s apartment complex, and Tsuna ignored Gokudera’s increasingly pained glances until they were past his front door.
Once the lock was in place, he turned to stare at the fidgeting teen.
“What are you doing here?” he asked tightly, though he kept his face carefully blank. Gokudera didn’t shift his gaze away from the ground, though the expression that slid onto his face was all too stubborn.
“I’m here to help you, if you need me. I’m supposed to be your-”
“Yes, yes. My right hand. Which I agree with wholeheartedly, but you were already attending classes back in Palermo, in a very good university, so what are you doing here?”
Gokudera looked up to give him a very characteristic scowl, and Tsuna had to fight the exasperation that the expression gave rise to.
“I’m here for my own reasons; you shouldn’t neglect your education-”
“I’m not. I managed to get myself enrolled in Oujou University.”
Tsuna’s eyes almost bugged out. Oujou University? Oujou? The same Oujou that was supposed to have an entrance exam that was nearly impossible to get through? Of course, he knew just how intelligent Gokudera was, so he wasn’t surprised that he had managed to get into such a high level institution. Then again…
“I’m surprised you didn’t consider Saikyoudai.” He mused, strangely disappointed. If he had, then Tsuna wouldn’t have needed to keep and eye on the university at all; Gokudera would have been completely capable of finding any information that was required.
“I actually did. But, I heard a lot of troublesome students got enrolled last year, and that they’re expecting even more trouble this year. I didn’t think you’d want me to attract too much attention to myself, so I went with the more low-key option.”
Gokudera’s eyes were sharp, and Tsuna couldn’t contain the smile that slid into place on his face.
“Then, Oujou’s definitely the better option. Good call, Gokudera-kun.”
The sharp look was instantly traded for a beaming, giddy expression that made Tsuna laugh. He toed off his shoes, gesturing for Gokudera to do the same before showing him around the apartment. He listened intently as Gokudera described the apartment that he had taken up, surprisingly nearby to Tsuna’s, as well as Oujou’s grounds. Tsuna was actually a little relieved that he wouldn’t be going to Oujou, himself. The place sounded very rigid. When he asked why Gokudera hadn’t decided to follow him into Enma, the silver haired Italian looked a little embarrassed.
“I didn’t think you would want me to attend the same university, Juudaime, since we would attract a lot more attention if we were together. I’d definitely prefer attending the same university, though, since that would be safer.”
“I don’t think there’s anything that could hurt me over here, Gokudera-kun.” Tsuna said patiently. And pointedly didn’t think of the way he had flown down a hallway and then crashed into a wall just an hour or so earlier.
Gokudera stared at him, the sharp look from earlier back in his eyes, but finally, he just huffed and leant back against the couch, looking irritated. Tsuna turned his face back to the sitcom running on the television, considering the battle won for now. He knew that Gokudera wouldn’t fight against anything he said, but that would hold good only as long as Tsuna took care of himself. The moment any trouble reared its ugly head, Tsuna wouldn’t be surprised if Gokudera managed to find some way to transfer himself over to Enma.
Of course, if the situation ever got that bad, he knew that he would only be relieved for the additional company and support.
“What about everyone else?”
Gokudera hummed thoughtfully, before rolling his eyes. He looked even more irritated than before, if that were possible.
“Exactly where they were before. The baseball idiot’s still in the US, and the lawn-head’s still running all over the place on that training trip that Colonello put him on. Though I heard a new rumor, that it’s gotten connected to the Varia in some way.”
Tsuna’s eyes narrowed immediately. He’d have to get in touch with Reborn and see if he could get the Arcobaleno to part with any information on that front, since no one else would be able to give a clear answer. His only other option would be to get in touch with either Ryohei or Xanxus, and he was all too sure that neither would be willing to give him any answers. Ryohei wouldn’t tell him anything about the training trip because Colonello would have told him not to. And Xanxus was, well… Xanxus. The man wouldn’t give him any information if he could help it. He wouldn’t give any information even if he couldn’t help it.
“As for the others, Hibari and Lambo are both still in Namimori, and Chrome’s still in Italy. She’s still lying low at the estate, but you can never say with her. Or Mukuro.”
Tsuna nodded in understanding, trying not to smile at how sour Gokudera’s expression was. Obviously because no one else had dropped everything and come running back to Japan right after him. As they were ‘supposed to’, Gokudera would say, and follow it with about a dozen expletives in Italian that Tsuna would pretend he couldn’t understand.
He carefully diverted his explosive storm guardian’s attention back towards the sitcom, and distracted him with questions about what courses he had taken up at the university.
Later, once Gokudera had left, though only after promising repeatedly that he would be back the next day, Tsuna collapsed bonelessly into his bed, wearily turning himself around to stare up at the ceiling.
He really didn’t understand how his supposedly normal, unassuming day of college had managed to go so pear-shaped.
Forcing any and all thoughts out of his head, the brunet sighed, and turned again, tiredly burrowing into his pillows. It felt like a million years had passed since morning. He could use the sleep. If nothing else, by the time he woke up, he would only need to eat and then get some more sleep before getting ready for the next day.
Another one for the Send me a character ask meme! xD Yamamoto Takeshi.
Pffffft. Okay, then. The more the merrier!
First Impression: Baseball bat swinging class’ most popular shonen boy? His laughter’s is too much, ouch.
Impression Now: My sweet murder child in sheep’s clothing. The perfect example of a character who can be terrifying and murderous in combat and simultaneously happy and caring when around friends. There is no in between. Because everything about him is gray morality and if I start explaining why I love him I will fill a page or more. Or a whole fic.
Favorite Moment: Two separate moments, because I am incapable of picking. First - when he catches Hibari’s arm during the Vongola Rings/Varia Arc, which was completely unexpected because, wow boy when’s you get so fast? And Second - When he and Hayato go up against Gamma and he takes Hayato to task for not fighting alongside anyone except for Tsuna.
Idea for a Story: I have so many ideas for Takeshi. So many. So. Many. There’s one in his POV for Cloud!Tsuna that’s halfway written, there’s another for a soulmate AU where he snatched the reins out of my hands… *rolls eyes*
Unpopular Opinion: He doesn’t actually care all that much about being told to assassinate anyone? The only reason he wouldn’t is because he’d worry for Tsuna’s mindset if he’s being given an order of that kind at any point in canon. There’s a reason his dad tried to keep him out of the underworld and even plain kendo or swordsmanship of any kind for so long - it’s the old Rurouni Kenshin argument all over again. Tsuyoshi knows his kid too well - Takeshi would never treat it as anything less than it is. A skill with which you could kill.
Favorite Relationship: Hm. Very hard to pick. In canon. the trio’s interactions are always fun to watch? Him, Hayato and Tsuna, I mean. His interaction with Reborn’s interesting too. Not to mention his interaction with Squalo, holy shit. In fanon, though, I somehow fell hard and fast onto the 1880 feels train. No clue how, but it was probably a combination of Yoneda Kou’s doujins and @lysapadin ‘s writing.
Favorite Headcanon: Back to the unpopular opinion. I headcanon that Takeshi doesn’t view the world in the same way most people do. He doesn’t always get social cues, but he’s good at hiding it? The world’s mostly a bland mess where baseball’s the only thing that motivates him, but somehow, the insanity that follows Tsuna makes him feel alive. Discovering swordsmanship in the process only gave him one more thing to look forward to, outside of baseball and the mafia ridiculousness. It helps that the latter two give him something to whet his sharper edges against. (more on this in that Cloud!Tsuna fic, if I ever get the motivation to actually finish the darned thing.)
