To Flip A Coin
Tsuna grunted, hugging his ribcage. He reached down for the sprawled out schoolbag. His fingertips grasped the handle.
A harsh wind of reality.
The papers flew out, sucked into the trash filled alley.
Tsuna sighed. "It's not like it mattered either way." 'I mostly likely got all the answers wrong on my homework.' He slung the bag over his shoulder. He still had school to go to.
'Another day.'
He walked to the rythem of the everyday people in the busy sidewalk.
Not acknowledging them. Them refusing him as well, not intentionally. Society had its unspoken laws. Ignore the ignored.
Tsuna internally groaned reaching the gates of school. He was obviously late and someone was waiting for him.
"Tardiness is inexcusable." Hibari already has tonfa drawn.
"I get it, I get it." Tsuna grumbled walking past him. 'Hibari knew why I was late.'
Hibari growled and grabbed his shirt by the chest. He shoved him against the wall. The steel cold tonfa threatening his neck. "I'm not going to go out of my way for you." He spat out. He broke up fights in school when they bullied the small animal. Outside of school was another matter.
Tsuna glared back at him. "No one will for you, either."
Hibari grunted and released his grip. "Get to class." His raven hair shadowed his eyes.
Tsuna felt a guilty clog in his throat. 'I didn't mean too. Hibari! I'm just so frustrated.' Tsuna glanced back. Hibari was still in place. His eyes hidden, glaring at his school ground. The only acceptance he had.
The two loners crossed paths. Headed to the same solitude in different directions. One was of foolish pride, the other scared of being cast out.
Who's to say which is which, did the roles ever reverse?
Two sides of the same coin really.
And people love to flip them. Heads or tails?
He trudged into his classroom. The only noticeable reaction was from Chrome and... Kyoko?
Lal-Mirch, their teacher, glanced at him, but her natural scowl never left. 'He still decided to show.' She didn't have time for the weak. Except this was a statement of strength. For who and why? Tsuna was outside of the spectrum.
He was about to take his seat, sliding out the chair.
"Lal-sensei, I'm going to take Sawada-kun to the nurse's office."
Yamamoto grew orbs and released an audible throat gasp. Tsuna the same. What was Kyoko doing? They shot their eyes to her. Then to eachother. Tsuna was taken back by the slight resentment in Yamamoto's kind face. Tsuna bit his bottom lip and looked away. He rubbed his elbow out of nervous habbit.
Kyoko ignored the awkward stares from the class.
Lal-sensei nodded. "He should of headed there in the first place." She mumbled.
His only reply to Sensei. "Dr. Shamal doesn't treat men." That signature sarcastic attitude and grin.
She held back her own, he was different from her other students. He had an undying will. He was not going to harnesses it, avoiding everyone.
Chrome averted her gaze. Not to ignore, but because Boss was ignoring her... Intentionally or not? Her fingernails scratched the desk as she balled her fist over them. Did Kyoko have feelings for him, was she feeling guilty, or what?
Boss was always alone... and that ment he always had free time for her. Now, she could feel the shift in tempo to her life. Could she continue to stand still as the rest walked ahead?
Tsuna was uncomfortable. Kyoko was in his comfort zone.
Walking through the hallway. She held his arm over her shoulders for support. "I can walk fine." He finally spoke.
Her eyes remained smiling. It cracked his melancholic barrier.
"You're a horrible liar."
'Why is she being so friendly. If it's out of guilt for yesterday then I don't need it.'
"Who was it?" She whispered. Her eyes shadowed. She didn't want to believe it, so she wouldn't until he said it.
Tsuna slumped off her. Standing on his own. How he had his whole life. "It was my own fault." 'For getting involved with you.'
She walked by his side. He wasn't standing alone anyomore...
"Then I'll take responsibility, as your friend." She replied. 'Because you involved yourself.'
Tsuna felt something. What was it? A warm honestly from her. He glared in worry.
It was quiet and peaceful. She held a smile with a hint of grace. His narrow eyes trying to figure out this delusional moment.
They walked past the courtyard in the middle of the school. A few kids were chilling on the cement blocks around the rose bushes.
Laughing and joking, until his eyes landed on the loser with Kyoko.
"Good morning Mochida-kun." Kyoko smiled at him and his group. She knew but she wouldn't believe it. Tsuna didn't say it was him. He was popular and always helpful to others, right?
"K-Kyoko..."
That grin. "Good morning... Mo-chi-da-Senpia!" A tilt of his head. A confidence that caused Kyoko to giggle. A confidence Mochida dreaded.
"Come on Sawada-kun!" She cheered grabbing his arm, dragging the kid to the nurse's office. Tsuna nonchalantly let himself. Kyoko waved to the kendo club as they left.
Mochida glared as she turned back foward. His eyes narrowed. That fucking loser was not looking back, but his free hand, the one Kyoko wasn't clinging to, rose and flipped him the middle finger. He gave him the bird for his unspoken victory.
'He said not to come to school. But I decide my own actions. Not him, Kyoko, Yamamoto, Yuni, or Hibari. No one would miss me? I would miss me and there is nothing wrong with that.'
In the nurse's office. Dr. Shamal let Kyoko do what she wanted, to her hearts content, but uncared for Tsuna. "I don't treat men."
"I know, Shamal."
Kyoko perked her ears as she searched in the medical cabinet. Tsuna was acting casual with Dr. Shamal.
"Geez, I see you almost everyday. People are probably talking by now." He was smoking out a window.
"Y-You shouldn't be doing that in a nurse's office." Tsuna cringed.
Kyoko sat on the chair infront of the Tsuna. "Here."
Tsuna didn't look at her. He looked through her. She scooted closer. Her fingers grabbing his face. He grew wide eyes.
It stung. Ointment on his bruised cheek bones. "Sorry, I know, but trust me." She soothed.
Tsuna couldn't glare at her. An angel. Holy or fallen. He didn't know.
He nodded and tried not to wince as she bandaged him up. "Can I call you Tsuna-kun?"
Tsuna couldn't look through her anymore, staring at her face. She was smiling. He hated it, because she wasn't looking at him, or through him. Into him. The fractured transparent person he was.
Yuni's words repeating in his mind. 'Can Kyoko develop feelings for me or only use me? Do I care?'
"Yea." He kept his loner uncaring attitude.
She giggled. "You can call me Kyoko-chan."
Tsuna ignored the blush slightly grazing her soft cheeks.
"Got it. Thanks, for um..." He scratched his cheeks. Not knowing how to say the words to her.
"You're welcome Tsuna-kun." A cheerful giggle that scares him.
"Oh Tsuna, I almost forgot." Shamal mumbled as Tsuna and Kyoko were leaving. Tsuna's hair loomed over his eyes. Kyoko gave a cute confused blink. "I got some 'painkillers,'"
Tsuna had a bored gaze. It unnerved Kyoko. He was wearing a mask, different from his usual loner persona. "I'll pick it up later."
They left.
"Um, what was that?" A finger to her lips. Cute curiosity.
Tsuna shook his head. "I get headaches often."
"Oh, I see." She smiled as they walked back to class.
Tsuna checked his watch. It was lunch. He was on the roof. Alone. 'It's only been a few minutes.'
The door opened. Tsuna sighed before grinning. "Hibari."
The perfect didn't reply. He nodded sitting next to him on the bench against the fence.
Tsuna wanted to apologize. Hibari and him sat in silence. He opened his mouth. Hibari glared at him. Tsuna shut his lips. 'I guess Hibari understands what I'm trying to say.'
They weren't friends. Only two people who where able to sit side by side in peace.
The door opened again, completing their imperfect quiet trio.
"Boss, Hibari-san." She smiled, with three bentos. She sat besides Hibari and Tsuna.
Chrome had an acute smile. Hibari proper and calm. Tsuna dropped his bento. Chrome handed him another one, already prepared for his no good slip up.
She giggled. He brushed his hair, hiding a pink hue. Hibari let out a chuckle. Then another. Tsuna grinned, so did Chrome. They shared a simple noon laugh.
I don't think I can call it friendship with these two. If it is. Does that mean any other bond I make can be as fragile?
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