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Waking up the next morning, something felt… off. Tsuna was never really sure how to explain the feelings he got before something happened (according to Reborn, it was ‘hyper intuition’ that Primo had as well, Tsuna just calls it magic which got him a whack on the head) but he constantly got feelings whenever something would happen.
For instance, he knew about the birthday party before it happened. He knew his father had arrived in Japan moments before he called the house, and during fights he could anticipate attacks before they happened.
This new knowledge, however, didn’t really help in regards to deciding what his intuition was warning him of.
Shaking off the feeling, he hopped out of bed and got dressed, ignoring his phone for the time being while he put on his school uniform. He remembered that he was walking alone to school today after dropping the kids off, so he decided to make the most of it. Once dressed, he grabbed his phone and shoved it into his pocket, making his way downstairs for breakfast.
“Good morning, Tsu!” his mother chirped as he reached the bottom of the stairs. He mumbled a greeting back, hugging her before sitting down at the table.
One by one, the table filled up with all the different inhabitants of the house. Reborn was first down, despite being a fully grown adult. The hitman had sat down next to Tsuna, immediately sipping at the coffee Nana had made for him.
(“You’re an adult now Reborn, you could have your own house,” Tsuna had asked the first morning he had back at his mothers house after the Arcobaleno had been changed back.
“Are you implying I couldn’t look after myself as a baby?” Reborn asked silkily, and Tsuna instantly knew he had crossed a line. But before he could get a response in, Reborn had continued. “I’ll be staying away, but I’ll be coming back for Nana Sawada’s cooking. That woman is talented.”)
And that was that. Somehow, Tsuna had more questions than answers but he had learned by now that Reborn didn’t like questions. He looked up to find Reborn looking at him out the corner of his eye, and his gaze was… unknown. Tsuna really couldn’t tell what Reborn was feeling. But it was over the minute the kids approached the table.
Lambo and I-Pin were dressed ready for school and had jumped up onto the chairs to eat before leaving. The Nami-Mori elementary uniforms fit the both of them well, although they still kept their personal touches. But nonetheless, the familiar feeling he felt when he looked at his family made Tsuna smile. Both kids got into their breakfast, arguing about something Tsuna didn’t really get while they did so until Nana asked them about school.
All in all, Tsuna’s family finally felt complete.
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“Okay I’ll be here once school ends, so make sure to come straight here,” Tsuna said, hugging I-pin and kissing her forehead, and then hugging Lambo and ruffling his hair.
He gave them both of their lunches, making sure to give them the right ones this time. Both I-Pin and Lambo have different tastes, so Nana always makes sure to give them both something they like.
“Bye, Loser-Tsuna!” Lambo chirped, the ‘loser’ part becoming more affectionate than anything else, and Tsuna doesn’t mind it anymore.
I-Pin instead bowed, face slightly red from being shy as she says “thank you, big brother,” before following Lambo into the school.
Tsuna watches them go, a small smile on his face as he makes sure they’re inside the building before hurrying to get to school. He decided to try the earphones he had gotten for his birthday, happy to see they were Bluetooth and cordless, and popped on a random playlist (ignoring the Instagram notifications) as he headed to school.
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Arriving to school, Tsuna’s weird feeling became harder to ignore. Wondering into the school gates, everything seemed normal so far. No one was noticing him as per usual, and the chattering students filled up the hallways before class started.
His locker was surprisingly free of notes trying to tell him how worthless or stupid he was despite him being in the top 5 of his class. He usually threw the notes away before his Guardians noticed but today he didn’t have to. He opened his locker, chucking his things inside, and closed the door again only to find Elyse standing next to him.
He jumped, the quiet approach of his Mist never seeming to register with him until it was too late. “E-Elyse?” he asked, a hand over his heart to calm it down.
She was looking at him with a weird expression (the same one as Reborn this morning, he realised) but it was gone as she shook her head and handed him a small envelope. “This was left for you on your desk,” she said, waiting for him to take it. It was un-named, with his name written in a small font. “Hayato wanted to burn it, but I thought you would like to read it.”
He also wondered if she did it partly to annoy the Storm Guardian, but he appreciated it nonetheless. “Thanks,” he said, smiling at her.
Shaking off the weird behaviour from his normally stoic Mist (she had grown out of the loving phase and now acted like a proper Mist should – or usually does anyway), he opened the envelope and pulled the paper out of it. Unfolding it found it to be a letter addressed to him, with the name of ‘Ahmya’ at the bottom.
He read through it, noticing Elyse now standing behind him and reading over his shoulder, and his eyes widened. It was a love letter. Addressed to him. From a girl.
The last time he had received a love letter from anyone was two years ago when they did it as a prank to lure him out and then pick on him. And he wasn’t entirely sure this one wasn’t a prank.
“A… love letter,” Elyse mumbled, hand to her chin. Instead of looking murderous like she usually is, she instead looked thoughtful. “For now, Decimo, we should get to class,” she said after a beat, looking up at him with her usual smile.
He nodded, filing away her weird behaviour to think about later and put the note in his locker, following her to homeroom.
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As he walked to his first class, Elyse trailing along beside him and looking bored, he noticed Ahmya waving at him from afar.
Weird.
Walking into the class, he found the rest of his friends talking amongst themselves. Elyse made her way over to them first, and when they noticed her they looked up and saw him behind her, so he made his way over.
“Hey Tsuna,” Yamamoto was the first to speak up, giving him a small wave.
He waved back, making his way over to them. Elyse and Hayato were sitting next to each other, civil for once. It creeped him out.
“Tsuna, you’re so cute,” Kyoko chirped, hugging him tightly as he reached them. “That last photo you posted was adorable!”
Tsuna blushed at the comment, he figured it was just like all his other photos. “T-thanks Kyoko, but I didn’t think it was any different than my other ones.”
“I think it was the sweater off the shoulder that did it,” Elyse explained, a small smile on her face. “Well, Hayato seemed to think so.”
Gokudera growled at that, but Tsuna could see the dog’s cheeks were slightly red. He seemed to be fully angry at Elyse rather than anything else. “Shut up, cat. The Tenth is a beautiful man, more beautiful than you, and I’m glad he’s finally showing it to the world.”
That seemed to only make Elyse giggle, but Gokudera’s proclamation made Tsuna blush in embarrassment. He didn’t think he was that attractive, and sometimes Gokudera was more poetic for his own good. He was about to respond, or break up the incoming fight, but Yamamoto stepped in and slipped an arm around Tsuna’s shoulders. “Hey now, stop embarrassing Tsuna okay? It’s just a picture, not something to fight over.”
“Besides, Sawada has more pictures to take and put up anyway,” Hana said, offering a small smile at Tsuna.
“Y-Yeah,” Tsuna got out, overcoming his embarrassment and nodding. “I also… wanna take one of you guys again later. After school.”
Elyse looked back at him, tilting her head. “Kyoya and Ryohei included?”
“And Reborn, if possible,” Tsuna confirmed, a small smile on his face. “I know it’ll be hard but I just want one photo. To keep.”
Yamamoto laughed as the bell rang, and they all got into their seats. He managed to get one final statement in. “We can try, Tsuna.”