Chapter 1
Tsuna stared far into the end of the
horizon, to the stretched sky above his head. His eyes lacked life, as if he
was bored of everything. Of anything.
But when the shining diamond shone
at the end of the horizon between the vibrant earth and the pastel sky, his
lips twitched a smile. Even for a minute, a serene facade lingered there, on
that apathetic face.
He basked in the sun shining in
front of him, uncaring of the precarious height of the metal fence he perched
on. With his legs dangling back and forth, he was fixated on the beautiful
scene in front of him, beautiful orange hue with purple and pink coloring the
clouds. It was a sight photographers could only wish to be able to accurately
portray.
He vaguely wished for time to stop
and allow him to enjoy this moment a bit longer. Not that he didn't want to go
back on the ground. It's just… he didn’t want to, not yet.
His fingers gripped the weaving of
the fence. He appreciated the view once more before checking the time on his
wrist watch. Oh, it's already 6:30, maybe
Mom will nag at me when I reach home late.
Tsuna gave a last look at the bright
shining sun that begun to rise. A rare smile tugged at his lips, awkward in its
disuse. The clouds slowly drifted away like steam and the city view became
clear.
It was a nice day today, and Tsuna
hoped the rest of the day would be as peaceful and quiet as now.
Then, he jumped.
Blood rushed through his adrenaline
filled body, with nerves tingling in his spine and he closed his eyes in bliss.
A warm feeling burned inside him, fiery, yet maybe not quite. This hobby of his
- only hobby, really - always lifted
his spirits.
When he opened his eyes, the ground
was less than 10 meters away. Experience led him into smooth moonsaults coupled
with a landing of bent legs to absorb the impact, then transitioned to smooth
and graceful steps.
He pocketed his hands inside of his
pants before taking a light run to his home, the abandoned area growing
distance behind him. Brown locks bounced with his steps, apathy back on his
face with a small frown, his smile gone.
"YO, SAWADA!"
Tsuna glanced to his side,
previously empty but was now filled by Sasagawa Ryouhei, one of his seniors at
Namimori Middle, captain of the boxing club. Though not overly large, his
overwhelming presence and loud nature tended to make people twitchy.
Tsuna didn’t give him any attention
other than a nod for greeting, focusing more on the rhythm of his jogging.
"WHY DON'T YOU JOIN THE BOXING
CLUB, AND WE CAN TRAIN TOGETHER TO THE EXTREME?!"
The volume made him wince and with a
reflex, he side stepped, creating distance between them to spare his own ears
from exploding.
"No, thank you," Tsuna
replied, voice barely heard. Ryouhei’s bright expression gained a taint of
dejection.
"I see.” The boxer let out a soft
sigh, surprisingly quiet. Now if he could maintain that normal pitch, maybe
they would be able to interact better… maybe…
"THEN, IF YOU EVER CHANGE YOUR
MIND, YOU CAN COME TO OUR CLUB ROOM AND SPARE WITH ME UNTIL DAWN TO THE
EXTREME!"
There, the loudness came back and Tsuna
had to repress a sigh.
He gave him a curt nod and a side
glance, again.
As Ryouhei shouted something about
“practicing to the extreme,” Tsuna could only stare at his back with a blank
face as he ran off, his fists periodically punching the air to emphasize his
yells.
Not that he gave a damn.
-.-
"Tsu-kun, is that you?"
Sawada Nana popped her head out from the kitchen when she heard the front entrance
opening. At the door taking off his shoes, her son looked up and gave her a minute
nod.
"I'm back, mom." Tsuna
said with his ever present quietness.
Nana beamed him a warm smile. "Breakfast?"
He nodded once again as he plodded
up the stairs leading to his room. "Give me a few minutes."
She hummed in reply. Her darling son
really didn’t know how to express his emotions properly. It had been since… since
when? She gazed through the glass door in the living room. It was hard to
believe that he was like that for most of his life, almost 10 years. A sigh left her lips, one she had no idea she was
capable of creating.
"Maybe he’ll smile again if he makes
a friend or two… perhaps." No, she thought. Not if, but when. Her son would surely make some
friends when the time came. Nana just hoped they would see the good side of her
son eventually and stay by his side forever.
-.-
"Mom, I'll be back late again,
I want to buy something and go up the mountain after school," Tsuna told
Nana when he finished his meal while readying for school. Nana smiled gently to
her son; even with his lack of emotions, he always informed her of his
whereabouts.
"Be careful." She waved to
her lovely son, who gave her his usual nod and went out the door to school.
-.-
Tsuna walked through the school entrance
with his standard air of boredom while yawning, his hands inside his pants
pockets and his school bag dangling on his right shoulder. With his eyes he searched
the members of disciplinary committee who were standing on guard at the school
gate. The DC’s duty was to ‘discipline’ – which was simply another word for
‘beat up and hospitalize’ – every student who dared to defy school regulations,
working under the name of Hibari Kyouya.
His line of sight migrated to the
front when he didn't see the head prefect and the president of that said
committee at the front gate. He didn't really care, but catching Hibari’s
attention always led to something bad. The rumours about him made Tsuna's lips
twitch for a moment. It was amazing how ridiculous some of them were. Maybe he
was just misunderstood, and if they could communicate better, Hibari and Tsuna
could become close friends… not.
"Look, it's Creepy-Tsuna!"
"He’s such a waste of space
when he's here."
"Ha, yeah. Do us all a favor
and stay at home."
There they go, all the gossipers.
One would think they’d get tired of this day after day, but apparently he was
just that entertaining. That, or they had nothing else better to do, which was
rather depressing.
Tsuna ignored the surrounding
prattle and made his way to class. The looks he got from each classmate -if
they bothered to look at all- were of disgust and scorn. He walked toward his seat
at the back of the class near the window, tossed his bag to the floor and sat
down, chin cradled in his palm as he faced outside.
Even when the teacher came in, his
eyes didn't leave the outside view. He liked the sky. It's blue. It's pretty.
It's beautiful. It's warm in it's own way. With all the different weather, with
all the different birds and insects, with all that came and went and came and went
again, it was always present, accepting everything, embracing everything.
"Sawada Tsunayoshi, is my class
that boring to you?"
Tsuna turned his head towards the
teacher, and he shook his head slowly. "No."
"So, why are you not paying any
attention to the lesson?"
His classmates sneered.
Unaffected, he bowed as well as he
could in his chair. "Sorry, sensei.”
"Just pay attention, your grades
are already bad." The teacher was appeased when Tsuna bowed, and he continued
his lesson.
Tsuna could only listen for a few
minutes before giving in to the urge to look away, his undivided attention on
the sky once more.
A pair of hazel eyes stared at Tsuna
from behind a thick text book standing upright. They doubted Tsuna was aware
that he was an inspiration to the owner of the eyes.
A shiver ran down Tsuna’s neck. He turned
and connected gazes with the staring pair of eyes. Tsuna gave him a curt nod and
returned to his earlier activity, not catching a strained smile from the one he
gave a nod to.
The bell signalled the end of class
and the teacher wrapped up by assigning a handful of homework. As his daily
lunch break routine, he headed up the stairs to the rooftop.
He opened the door to the rooftop
slowly. A gust of wind rushed to him, making him stumble as he stepped outside.
He walked to the end of the roof and peeked over the fence to the ground. Students
milled about, eating and goofing off with their friends.
It’s fine this way.
He didn't want to be grouping
together with them. He preferred to be alone. He didn't have to put a mask to
his face to smile. He didn't have to lie to save himself.
He’s fine this way.
He then lay down to the floor with one
of his hand under his head and the other on his stomach, staring at the sky.
He liked it after all.
"Herbivore."
The head prefect a.k.a Hibari Kyouya
stared at him from on top the entrance structure. Tsuna woke up and sat facing
the head prefect.
"Me?" Tsuna gave him his
blank look.
"The roof is off limits to
students."
"You’re a student too."
"I'm this school's law."
"So?"
Steel eyes flashed. "I'll bite
you to death."
The head prefect jumped down from
his place and marched towards Tsuna. Tsuna stood up with trepidation, the bad
news coming towards him at the highest speed. But for some reason, Hibari
didn't scare him at all. Gripped in his hands with intensity are the infamous
steel tonfas, his signature weapon used to “bite” rulebreakers to death. A wave
of killer intent flowing from him mad Tsuna's lips twitch into a slight smile,
and Hibari eyed him warily though not stopping his steps.
A swing of hard metal to his face made
Tsuna take a step backwards and catch the end of a tonfa. A sliver of excitement
shined in Hibari’s eyes.
"Hn." Tsuna sidestepped
the other tonfa aimed at his stomach and released his tonfa, Hibari going down
to his knees from a kick to his right leg. Hibari then gave a round kick but
Tsuna managed to jump backwards a few steps away. His lips curved up slightly,
replacing his frown.
Hibari stared at the brunet in front
of him. For the first time, there was a smile on his face, no sign of his
everyday impassivity.
"Fight me." Hibari
demanded him.
"No." Tsuna's excitement
started to fade away again.
"Now."
Hibari surged to Tsuna, tonfa
quickly approaching Tsuna's face but received a kick to his stomach instead,
making him stumble backwards.
"I said, I don't want to fight
you,” Tsuna said, exasperation clear in his tone, but sighed at the bloodlust
from the raven. Hibari charged. Tsuna observed the scene in front of him like a
slow motion, he could see clearly Hibari's steps towards him making him wonder
why he was so aggressive in the first place.
"Fight me." Hibari swung
his tonfas with ferocious speed but Tsuna dodged it all easily.
"No!"
A fist connected with Hibari’s face,
much to his surprise. A foot pinned down his side and prevented his attempt at dodging and the
prefect received the knuckles flat to his face, sending him backwards once
again.
"You're interesting."
Hibari wiped at blood sliding down from his right nostril with the back of his
hand.
"I'm sorry, here." Tsuna
handed out a handkerchief toward Hibari, but he refused, grunting.
Tsuna sighed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever."
He walked towards the door and was gone.
Hibari stared at the back of the
brunet until he was gone behind the door, ideas of following and biting the
disrespectful herbivore –but was he really? – gone from his head. He looked at
the handkerchief that Tsuna left before he walked away, and smirked.
These days were going to be
interesting.
Soooo~ if you're interested, you can read it at here..
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11329249/1/The-Monochrome-Sky
Hope you guys enjoy it.. (^o^)/
