38. Oil (1/2)

i love writing a character that thinks tsuna is just the bees knees

because he is so precious ugh

-oil-

"god, most good trainers cost so much!" kahiro whines as the exit the store, tsuna close behind her and carrying his own bag with new trainers inside. reborn had ordered he get new ones after his old ones got blown up in the name of 'education' in a tutoring session and kahiro, in need of new ones too, had gone with him. "my old trainers were so good and cheap too!"

"you never did tell me how you managed to accidentally catch the old ones on fire." the

unet poorly stifles a laugh at her look of half defense, half intense guilt.

"it wasn't my fault! how was i meant to know that my dad was starting a barbeque when i made a bet that i could throw them over the house?"

tsuna can't fight back the next wave of laughter. "you what?!"

she opens her mouth to further argue her case, unable to stop herself smiling however at the stupidity of the situation anyway, when kahiro suddenly sees her friend's eyes change. following his gaze, she blinks. "isn't that hibar-"

"oh god." tsuna groans and rushes towards the two teenagers he's spotted, kahiro following with a bemused look on her face.

"you are trespassing on my turf, herbivore."

"kufufu~ i'm sorry, i wasn't aware that you owned all of namimori."

there's thick tension in the air and kahiro spies people hurrying away from the scene, murmuring about there being a fight about to

eak out. tsuna's of course jogging into the slap bang middle of it, looking both slightly exasperated and worried. "hibari-san, mukuro!" the two boys snap their heads around, kahiro

iefly considering hanging back because god, they really do look like they're going to go for each other's necks. she continues on though as if tsuna ever needed moral support it would be now. "you can't fight here!"

it's surprising to see these two boys look at tsuna with almost begrudging respect and it only reinforces kahiro's belief that tsuna's got a whole vault load of secrets in that