She had to get to Giotto’s room! Grabbing the front of her dress and running as quickly as she could, she turned the corner of the hallway and ran as fast as her legs could carry her. The heels she was wearing were killing her, but all Tsuna could process was that Giotto was in danger and she needed to get to him in time! She could hear footsteps running after her, but Tsuna paid it no heed, with a set destination in her mind. She was so panicked, she questioned how this had even happened. Thinking back, she recapped things in her mind.
It had begun the morning of her introduction ball. Bianchi had been the first to welcome her that morning, having been standing at the foot of her bed. Tsuna stirred from her sleep, sitting up and rubbing her eyes sleepily.
“Good morning Tsuna! It’s time! You just sit there and eat your breakfast, I’ll get to work on your beauty treatment” Bianchi greeted, placing down a tray of scrambled eggs, earl grey tea, a slice of toast with butter on it and some small salt and pepper shakers. This was Tsuna’s first time eating breakfast in bed since arriving in Italy.
“Wow, I get the special treatment today?” Tsuna asked, amazed. Bianchi giggled to herself, sitting down on the edge of the bed and grabbing a small pot off the bedside table. Opening it, she dipped a finger into the mixture and began dabbing at Tsuna’s face. She flinched upon the contact, but relaxed after getting used to how cold it was. Once her face was covered, she began eating quietly as Bianchi walked off to go put the beauty mask away. Finishing up the last bit of her toast, Bianchi returned with a small little machine that she connected to the electrical socket and began to puff out little bits of white coloured smoke. It smelled faintly of roses and jasmine.
“It’s aroma therapy, it’ll help you relax seen as today’s such an important day. Also, your bath won’t be in your room today, it’ll be in the joint bath today with me, is that alright?” Bianchi asked, smiling as she tilted her head curiously. Tsuna looked up at her before smiling brightly, nodding her head.
“Yeah I don’t mind. It’d be nice to talk anyway” Tsuna replied, giggling a little as she grabbed the cup of tea and began sipping at it. Bianchi smiled, sitting back on the edge of the bed.
“You’re too kind Tsuna… One day your kindness will be taken advantage of… I fear for that day…” Bianchi warned, looking at Tsuna worriedly. Tsuna glanced back up at Bianchi, blinking in confusion as she focused on Bianchi’s eyes.
“One day, you’ll take over the Vongola Family, and you’ll have to make some hard decisions. You’ll have people trying to win you over, and people ready to stab you in the back in a millisecond. You need to be careful” Bianchi explained, her brows furrowing in concern. Tsuna lowered her cup, looking down at her hands.
“I know… I know that I’m not suited to running a mafia family, and most definitely the biggest in the world… But I made a promise to Mukuro… I swore that if the mafia stood for what he had to suffer through in his childhood, that I would use the Vongola family to destroy the mafia once and for all” Tsuna stated, her voice turning stern as she looked up at Bianchi with newfound determination. Bianchi blinked in shock, unsure how to respond. Suddenly she smiled kindly, lifting a hand and petting Tsuna’s head gently.
“You have my support… I don’t know when you’ll be able to do so, but when the time comes, you will have my full support” Bianchi replied, still smiling. Tsuna giggled a little, unconsciously pushing her head into Bianchi’s hand.
“Well, finish your tea and we’ll sit and watch a movie, how does that sound?” Bianchi asked, earning a happy nod from Tsuna. She grabbed her tea cup, downing in in one big gulp and placing it down on the tray. She stood, grabbing her dressing gown and slipping it on. Looking around, she waited for Bianchi to return from delivering the tray to the kitchen. She was concerned about how Ryohei was going after his knee injury. Asari had told her during her day of bedrest that Ryohei had just torn a muscle in his leg and would be on crutches for a few weeks, but wasn’t to do any fighting for a few good months. Tsuna blamed herself and her weakness for Ryohei having gotten so badly hurt. She was too kind, and didn’t want to get into a fight with the thugs, and it cost Ryohei dearly. Speaking of the thugs and fighting, after seeing Hibari get smashed on the head with the stick, she couldn’t remember what happened after that. She hadn’t seen anyone much lately, except for Bianchi and Giotto. She hadn’t seen Hibari at all since seeing him be clobbered either.
“Tsuna? Is something wrong?” Bianchi asked, tilting her head curiously. Tsuna turned to look at her, unsure how to ask.
“Um… I was wondering if I could see Hibari and Ryohei first before we watch some movies…” Tsuna asked, fidgeting her hands and feet nervously. Bianchi smiled, giggling a little.
“Of course. Ryohei went out for a bit, but Hibari’s still resting in his room. Come on” Bianchi urged, leading Tsuna out the room and down the hallway towards Hibari’s room. Tsuna felt like her heart was going to beat out her throat. Each step made her heart pound harder, a large lump caught in her throat. Finally they approached Hibari’s door and Tsuna realized her shoulders were shaking.
“Well, I’ll let you talk to Hibari on your own, give you two some privacy. I’m gonna go talk to some people as well” Bianchi stated, waving as she began walking down the hallway to the other rooms. Tsuna inhaled deeply, letting out a shaky sigh, and knocked on the door. It took a few seconds but she began hearing footsteps shuffling to the door and the door opened to reveal Hibari standing there with a bandage wrapped over his head. His expression was one of annoyance until he saw his visitor was Tsuna, in which case it was replaced by pleasant surprise.
“Tsunayoshi?” he asked, blinking in stunned confusion. Tsuna looked down in shame, seeing the bandage over his head. She was the cause of that, she knew that for a fact.
“Um… C-Can I come in and talk to you?” Tsuna asked, fidgeting and twiddling her thumbs. Hibari looked at her for a few seconds before stepping aside and revealing a path into his room.
“Go on…” he muttered, allowing Tsuna to walk inside. She stepped inside cautiously, looking around. It suited Hibari, the walls covered in shades of black and purple, a large bookcase full of old looking books, and even a small table used for traditional tea ceremonies. It was a cute little room, reminding her of her old lounge room back in Japan.
“The place isn’t that Italian, I know… I just like the Japanese style renovations better” Hibari muttered, rubbing the back of his hair as he stepped closer behind Tsuna, putting a hand on her back and guiding her to one of the cushions on the floor by the small table. Tsuna jumped upon the contact, but didn’t resist, sitting on the small cushion on her knees. Hibari did the same on another cushion, looking at her for a second before beginning to make some green macha tea.
“What’s that on your face? Some kind of face mask?” Hibari asked, glancing up for a second before returning to the tea.
“Yeah, Bianchi put it on this morning to get ready for tonight. After seeing you and checking on Ryohei, we’re gonna resume getting ready” Tsuna answered, blushing a little. She was thankful for the face mask, it at least hid her face when she was blushing.
“I think you’re fine without any beauty treatments… Natural beauty is best” Hibari muttered under his breath, earning a silent gasp from Tsuna as she looked at him in shock. Her cheeks began burning as she looked down shyly.
“T-Thank you…” she whispered back, twiddling her thumbs. Hibari looked up at her, smiling gently and handing her the ready cup of tea. Tsuna smiled in return, turning the cup around a little before picking it up and having a drink. The familiar taste of the macha tea began reminding her of home, and she began to feel a little homesick. Lowering the cup, she stared longingly into the cup and didn’t even realise she had tears falling down her face.
“Tsunayoshi? Are you alright…?” Hibari asked, looking up at her cautiously. Tsuna jumped back to reality, looking up at Hibari before realizing she was crying.
“O-Oh! I just miss Japan… That’s all. Guess I got a little homesick” Tsuna reassured him, giggling a little as she drank more of her tea. Hibari let out a quiet sigh of relief and began work on his own cup of tea.
“Um, those bandages… When do they come off?” Tsuna asked, looking up at Hibari curiously. Hibari chuckled a little, finishing off his own cup of tea.
“They come off before tonight, so I’ll be fine for your introduction ball tonight. Speaking of that… how are you feeling?” Hibari explained, looking up at her worriedly. Tsuna blinked in shock, unsure of how to respond.
“W-Well… I’m nervous… Very nervous in fact. I have no idea what to expect… and I only just know how to dance now. I’m still worried I’m going to make a fool of myself and the Vongola family. And I’m really scared to meet Byakuran Gesso, I have no idea what to expect from him” Tsuna admitted, her shoulders trembling. Hibari studied her during her explanation, frowning in concern. Seeing her shoulders trembling, he reached out and put a hand on the back of hers. Tsuna jumped, looking down at her hand to see Hibari gently gripping hers in his and giving it a squeeze. She didn’t fight or pull away, but smiled gently as she began to relax.
“We’ll all be there, and we’ll protect you” Hibari reassured her, letting a gentle smile form on his face. Tsuna couldn’t stop the grateful smile from forming on her face as she let out a happy laugh.
“I know, thank you Hibari. I feel better now” Tsuna stated, smiling brightly at him. She wasn’t sure if she saw correctly, but she could’ve sworn she saw a smile form on Hibari’s face as well. Knocking on the door caught both their attentions as they looked at the door to see Bianchi peering in.
“Tsuna? You done yet? We need to get you ready” Bianchi asked, reminding Tsuna about the time. Tsuna jumped up to her feet, nodding.
“Yep! I’ll see you later Hibari!” Tsuna bid farewell, turning for the door. Hibari jumped up to his feet, snatching her arm in his hand, snaking her wrist and stopping her. Tsuna let out a yelp as she nearly fell backwards, but regained her balance to look at Hibari in confusion.
“Yes?” she asked, tilting her head as Hibari looked down at his hand which still had a tight grip of her wrist. He looked up at her, looking serious.
“Kyoya… I want you to call me by my first name, Kyoya” Hibari asked, muttering it quietly. Tsuna heard though, blinking before beaming a bright smile at him. She laughed happily, nodding her head.
“Okay, see you later tonight Kyoya” Tsuna stated, feeling the grip on her wrist loosen as she turned and went out to join Bianchi. Hibari stood there, watching her leave before looking down at his hand with red cheeks.
Tsuna spent the remaining time of the day with Bianchi, being washed, primed and done up until the clock struck 6pm. Tsuna sat at the vanity set in her room, her long hair being brushed by Bianchi who was trying to figure out how to style it. Tsuna was wearing a beautiful fuchsia coloured strapless ball down with shades of purple and pink under ruffles. She wore really long fuchsia coloured gloves and a purple coloured cloak attached to her shoulders and round her neck. On her feet were dark purple coloured high heels. Her face was coloured in mixtures of purple and pink, much to Bianchi’s delight.
“What should we do with this hair of yours? What CAN we do with it is the question I should be asking, huh?” Bianchi asked, giggling a little as she played with some of the long strands of Tsuna’s hair. Tsuna watched her in the mirror, laughing.
“I don’t think there’s much we can do with it. It’s the traditional Vongola style, isn’t it? I think we should leave it be, it looks nice like this” Tsuna explained, laughing before she spun in her chair, standing up. Bianchi stood back, admiring her work.
“You’re gonna take their breath away!” Bianchi announced, laughing triumphantly as Tsuna couldn’t help but laugh softly. She heard a soft knocking on the door before a head poked into the room.
“Is the Princess all ready?” G asked, grinning before stepping into the room in amazement. He let out an impressed whistle, walking to the two of them before bowing and offering Tsuna his arm.
“May I lead you to your party Lady Tsunayoshi Vongola?” G asked, smirking confidently as Tsuna let out an embarrassed giggle, putting her hand around G’s arm. G smiled, nodding his head to Bianchi.
“I’ll take it from here Bianchi?” G asked, earning a nod from Bianchi in return. G grinned, beginning to lead Tsuna out the door and down the hallway. They approached the stairs and stopped, confusing Tsuna. She looked up at him, seeing him standing there comfortable, waiting patiently.
“By the way, you look amazing Princess. Giotto’s gonna have to double check to see if we grabbed a body double. Though, if I can say one more thing, you look even more beautiful than your mother” G complimented her, earning a massive blush from Tsuna who began stumbling on her words. She looked more beautiful than her mother? That was pushing it a bit, wasn’t it? Tsuna remembered what she’d looked like, and that was pretty hard to top. Suddenly she heard clapping in the room downstairs, making her look at G. G grinned, straightening them up before he began walking them both down the steps. Tsuna’s heart was pounding so hard she was sure she was going to have a heart attack. The moment of truth, where she would meet the killer of her parents. The one that destroyed Giotto’s life and her own. She was temporarily blinded for a split second by the light as they entered the room, but once Tsuna adjusted to the light, she saw hundreds of people, ranging in genders, ages and races in the room, looking at her in silent shock. Suddenly everyone erupted into applause and began clapping. Looking up at G, she saw him wink at her as he let go of her hand and bow before turning and leaving. Tsuna looked around in slight confusion and panic before she spotted Giotto nearby. Grabbing the front of her dress and lifting it a little, she began walking up to him. He looked a little shocked, but smiled gently as she stopped to stand beside him.
“Ladies and Gentlemen! I thank you for coming at such short notice, but now that everything’s been sorted out, I would like to introduce my sister, Tsunayoshi Vongola! One day, she will take over the Vongola family and lead us into a new age!” Giotto announced, lifting his hands up dramatically in his speech as his face was filled with nothing but pride and joy. Tsuna looked up at him, blinking in shock at his announcement. She was taking over? When? Giotto was older, stronger, and wiser. Wouldn’t it make more sense to have his future child take over, not his little sister? And why was this the first time she’d heard of this? Looking out at the crowd so as to not cause a scene, she scanned the audience. She spotted the members of the Varia scattered across the room, all leaning against the wall. The only one missing was Xanxus, who she found beside the buffet table with a plate of fine cuisine and a glass of red wine. He looked just as ticked off as always. She eventually spotted her guardians in the room, all scattered as well. Gokudera was beside Yamamoto, both watching in awe with pink cheeks. Mukuro was actually standing nearby Xanxus, but the two didn’t look like they’d noticed each other’s presence. Lambo was with Chrome, who was sitting at the table and eating quietly to themselves. Ryohei was at the front of the audience, using his crutches to stand as he gave Tsuna a huge grin when they made eye contact. And finally she spotted Hibari against the wall, watching with an impressed look on his face.
She hadn’t found her main target. Damn. Had he decided not to show? Maybe he couldn’t make it seen as the party was kind of last second? Looking dejected for a second, her eyes suddenly snapped to a head of white hair in the crowd. She gave a silent gasp, eyes locking straight into purple eyes. He was the spitting image of her memory, just slightly older. His face was twisted into a cross between an evil smirk and satisfied grin. It looked slightly psychotic, mixed with a tint of what looked like lust. Her stomach dropped, twisting into a painful knot. She wasn’t even aware of it, but her breathing had increased in pace and she’d gone ghostly pale. Giotto looked at her in concern, waiting before tapping her shoulder. Tsuna jumped, letting out a squeak of fright as she turned to look at Giotto, wide eyed.
“Tsunayoshi? Your speech?” Giotto issued, nodding his head to the audience. Tsuna blinked, looking between the two before flushing bright red.
“Oh, sorry. Excuse me” Tsuna apologized, stepping forward shakily and beginning to say her speech to the audience. She accidentally stuttered a few sentences, but she managed to get it all out clear and loudly. Once it was over, the audience erupted into cheers again. Tsuna felt her cheeks burn as she stepped back and retreated to where Giotto stood. She heard a few chuckles from people as she stood slightly behind her brother as if she were hiding. Giotto chuckled, earning a pout and smack on the back from her.
After the exchanges were made, Tsuna walked straight to Ryohei who was waving to her. She lifted the front of her dress and jogged lightly to where he stood.
“Ryohei! I’m so glad you’re alright! Asari told me you tore a muscle behind your knee! I’m so sorry!” Tsuna greeted, bowing her head in apology. Ryohei laughed, waving his hand dismissively.
“Don’t worry about it Tsuna! I get worse injuries from boxing! I’m just glad your injury is okay” Ryohei replied, laughing more. Tsuna giggled happily, enjoying the light conversation with him before a voice cut them off.
“Lady Tsunayoshi Vongola? Greetings, I am Byakuran Gesso, leader of the Millefiore family. It is an honour to meet you at last” greeted Byakuran who stood to their side. Tsuna gulped, turning to face him before grabbing her dress and curtseying to him. He bowed in return, taking her hand and placing a kiss on the back of it as he smirked up at her.
“Might I say that dress looks stunning on you, just as it did on Lady Ginevra 20 years ago” Byakuran complimented, earning a shocked gasp from Tsuna. She blinked at him, looking like a stunned mallet. This dress belonged to her mother? How come no one had told her? Why was Byakuran, he murderer, the one to tell her this important fact?! Byakuran smirked in return, offering her his hand.
“You seem shocked Lady Vongola. May I have this dance? I might be able to tell you some stuff about Lady Ginevra no one else here has told you yet” Byakuran offered, urging her to dance with him.