What I Hold

By: KuroDhalia

Summary: Reborn Academy of Miscellany or RAM is a prestigious school for people of all kinds, specifically ones who have riches jotted on their names. Sawada Tsunayoshi, the 10th boss of Vongola is to enter the school. In there he meets various kinds of people, like a marshmallow freak for a roommate, irate people who throws wine bottles or bites people to death and the list gets longer and longer each passing day. Will he be able to find true friends or will they be shunned by his riches again?

Warning: OOC alert! grammar error and holes everywhere

Disclaimers: I own nothing of Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Except the plot of this story.

Reborn Academy of Miscellany or RAM for short is a prestigious school for people of all kinds. It is located in Sicily, Italy and is well-known not only in the country but all over the world as well. It is where heirs, future stars and even mafiosis, learn. It is an international school that is said to reform the upbringing of the students and make them not just 'anyone'—but 'someone' in the world.

The school has dorms prepared for students and living to its name—has first class equipment, first class staffs, first class rooms and of course, first class teachings. RAM's year levels are complete, ranging from Nursery, Elementary, Middle School, High School and lastly, College. Each has designated campuses and dorms according to where you belong.

A certain Sawada Tsunayoshi was to enter a high-quality school such as this. He was sweating buckets as his eyes almost fell on the ground after seeing the large Academy in front of him. It wasn't his choice, really. All he wanted to do was to have a normal life and the large contraption before his eyes crushed his desire.

He wanted to die. He'd gladly give his inheritance and position as the next boss of the most powerful mafia family of the Underworld—The Vongola Family, if someone would shoot him. He didn't want it, he never wanted it.

He simply wanted peace, thank you very much.

He sighed in resignation as he adjusted the circular glasses that hung upon his ears, covering his slanted eyes which contains chocolate brown orbs. He wasn't accustomed to wearing the glasses but he had no choice. Merely thinking about the fact that he has to enter a large school such as RAM and the famousness of the Familigia he will have to inherit—He'd rather dive in a pool of lava than gain attention of any varieties.

He'd look like a geek in his current appearance, no doubt, but that was what he wanted. He doesn't need stares who falsely judge; what he needed was comfort and seeing that he had fans even if they didn't know he was a Mafiosi, (due to his appearance, often striking the girls'—and even boys' hearts down with his coolness and handsomeness) did not help to alleviate his worry that he would again be shunned by others.

He had enough.

He envied those who did not gain an ounce of attention, although, those people would die just to get the amount of attention he receives on an everyday basis.

He then started to move his feet, clutched in his hands were the map of the school. He gazed at the huge red dot on that specific map, pointing to the huge building of the principal. He needed to get there to start a day, for Pete's sake. And he—adorned with the ability to get lost every single time, was currently panicking as to how he would reach the cursed building.

'It's not that I don't know how to read a map. It's just that, no matter how much I search, I can't find it.' He tried to find an excuse that would deny a pathetic weakness as he continued to walk and stopped at a nearby huge fountain with a statue of a male angel pouring the water in one arm and a sword on the other hand. It was swirled in what one could make out as fire in a statue form as it held itself with dignity.

'What the hell, Fountain? Was there any fountain here?' His eyes rolled up and down and landed on a small green dot with the description: The Archangel Camael's fountain. He gaped like a fish.

The Archangel Camael's fountain was in a complete opposite direction of the Principal's Building. His mouth twitched as his body shook in what he could feel as… Well, anger directed to himself.

He literally face-slapped himself and groaned, he would have to walk from here to there. It was like walking from North Pole to South Pole with all the seas and everything! His shoulder slumped in defeat. He had no choice but to comply, anyway. 'I wish I could go home, like, right now.' And he started to move his legs again.

He arrived in what he could decipher as eternity. Scratch that, he arrived after three hours, avoiding some stormy sea whom had a cigar placed on his mouth while throwing bombs like it was the only thing that he could do in his life—A rainy sea who keep shouting "VOIII!" and swinging an attached sword in his hand while scolding an irate sea who soon threw a bottle of wine (He saw them at the High School's campus so he instantly knew that he shouldn't cross with them. Drinking whilst still on High School is illegal according to the school's rule) at him—An annoyed sea and a sly sea who fought like it's the end of the world, the former saying about biting latter to death and the other laughed like a maniac while holding his trident tightly.

He managed to successfully avoid them all, being nervous, running and even tripping from time to time. He was Seventeen yet he still couldn't get rid of his clumsiness, although the disease only surfaces from time to time.

He would have spent another three to four hours if he wasn't found by a beautiful sea who called herself 'Yuni' and lead him to the Principal's Building while introducing him to the parts of the school that they were able to encounter in their long journey. The girl left with a wave when an older man with blonde hair and blue eyes came running to her, saying something about a *Phantom Knight and a *Pomegranate facing off while the marshmallow freak who should be in-charge of them was simply smiling in mirth on the sidelines. And Yuni, horrified by the news, became worried and ran off, with the man in her tail.

He had forgotten to tell her how thankful he was. Blinking, he made his way to the building, thinking that he'd be able to meet her sometime, somewhere in the campus.

He wasn't surprised seeing that everything on the building was literally made of gold—statues, doors, walls and even the floor. He seemed guilty to tarnish the floor with his shoes that knows of many hardships (because of the walking) but decided to do it otherwise since he wanted to just get done with everything and maybe find his dorm and sleep like a baby.

What he had not expected was that the principal was a baby wearing a suit and a fedora with orange linings, a small animal in what he could presume as chameleon sitting on top of the said fedora. He was sipping coffee as he stared at him in fascination. He had a permanent smirk placed on his lips after removing the coffee from it and decided to speak, "Welcome to Reborn Academy of Miscellany, where we make your life a living hell until all the basic etiquette and further high quality of teaching forever remains on your miserable mind. Specifically you, Heir of the Vongola Famiglia, The Decimo: Sawada Tsunayoshi."

He sweat dropped. Really, how could you not with the terrifying introduction that can most probably make the strongest man on earth cower by just hearing it or make him wet his pants—either way, it's just the same.

"Y-yeah." He managed to roll the word out of his tongue, a bit nervous. He had heard of Reborn—not the school but the person, the infant principal, that he is the strongest hitman in the world. Which was why, the strongest man on earth could not possibly cower or wet his pants because he was already standing (sitting) before him and was the one who threatened.

"The Vongola Famiglia is the most Strongest Famiglia in the underworld, so you are an important person, even to this Academy. You are to know your position and may have lackeys running around; I do not mind. Special people should be treated special." Reborn said, smirking as he stared at the seventeen year old future mafia boss in delight.

Tsuna pursed his lips. Where Special people should be treated special, huh? He then turned around and walked towards the door and halted, "No thank you, I don't need lackeys and such. I want a normal lifestyle. I may not be able to find it here that's why I'll lay low, because spending futile energy is futile." He then took his leave, an amused principal staring at the door.

"What do you think of him?" A woman appeared from the dark corner of the room. She had ocean deep cerulean eyes and her dark green hair flowing just past her shoulders. She was what you could guess as someone from the mid-twenties but much older in actual.

Reborn snorted. "He passed the test. The boss, must be of all times, kind, despite not mentioning the thing about it."

The woman, known as Aria, looked at spot where Sawada Tsunayoshi was previously standing, "True. That boy has a heart of gold. In Japan, they call such as 'tsundere', right?"

"Not quite." Reborn replied as he, once again, sipped on his coffee.

He didn't like the principal, that was for sure. He wanted to be accepted as who he is, not his position or the greatness of his lineage. He wanted to have real friends who wouldn't wear fake smiles around him and telling blatant lies; He craves for a friend that he could laugh side by side with.

Surprisingly, he arrived at the dorm where he was supposed to stay without getting lost for once. He was deep in his thoughts and as soon as he knows it, the dorm building of the Boy's High School was standing in front of him.

He reluctantly went it, his focus on his background. When he entered the said building, the hallways and the lobby had no signs of living beings, except for an old woman in the recipient who looked like a monster, as it is.

He trudged towards the old woman, gulping before presenting his anxious query, "Er- umm.. I am a new student, my name is Sawada Tsunayoshi. May I know where my room will be?"

The Old woman tilted her head ever-so-slightly and ever-so-slowly and reached to the computer and started typing at a snail's pace. It took seven gulps, thirty-seven huge sweats, forty-nine mini sweats before the old woman finished typing. "Room 412." She managed to say as she slowly gave him the key to his room, uncontrollably shaking.

'What first-class staffs? To hell with that!' He reached for the key and went away, never looking back.

The Old woman stared at the seventeen year old's back in gaiety, not until a person with blonde hair covering half of his face paired with a cheshire grin plodded, his arms in his back. A crown sat on the side of his head as he chuckled creepily, "Ushishishi, who was that? A new peasant to slave around?"

The Old woman disappeared into the mist, revealing an infant with indigo-colored pacifier, flying. He had two upside down triangle tattoo below his hidden eyes, respectively. "No, that was another walking bank that has caught my interest. What are you doing here, Bel?"

Bel, full name, Belphegor, laughed his signature one, "No reason, really. Do not question the prince as to where he wants to go, what he wants to do or what he did."

"Oh well, you already answered anyway." That was the hooded infant, Mammon's answer, before he, once again, cast down an Old Woman's illusion to anger the students with the turtle speed.

Tsuna arrived in his room an hour later. The High School Boy's dorm is big, but not that big that you could get to your room in an hour due. He released a heavy sigh as he plowed towards the door knob and twisted it without any thought.

He entered, the sight of a man with albino hair and fox like grin reading a book, welcomed him. The man's head turned to him as the slit of his eyes opened slightly, revealing a pair of soothing yet piercing violet. "Oh, so you are the roommate that I will be having from now on? Nice to meet you, my name is Byakuran Gesso." He slowly went to Tsuna, offering a handshake.

Tsuna took it, and adjusted his glasses like a nerd with a huge smile plastered in his face, "Greetings Byakuran! I am called Sawada Tsunayoshi. I am more than enthralled to be your roommate!" He enthusiastically said, he had reasons why he hadn't settled with a simple greeting. 1.) He needs to convince his roommate that he is a nerd 2.) Redirect back to 1.

Byakuran's smile never wore off as he pulled out a pack of marshmallow to who knows where and offered it to him, "Want a marshmallow? As a symbol of our new friendship…"

"Sure!" He accepted. He knew that it was bad to decline one's offer. He didn't need to be bashful.

He placed the marshmallow on his desk and began to open the card boards. Byakuran then appeared by his side, helping the brunette. The brunette thanked him with a smile.

They finished after one and a half hour. The albino then started to bombard him with questions regarding about him. "Hey, where do you live? What's the status of your parents in the social economy? What year will you be in this year? What school did you attend before this one?"

Tsuna, unable to cope with many questions at once, felt himself at peril," Wait, wait, wait—just question after I finished answering. I live in Namimori Japan, my parents are—well, they're sort of normal (which was not a lie in her mother's part until the truth was revealed and they moved to Italy), I will be on my second year this year and I formerly attended at Namimori Middle School. Umm- you may continue.."

"On the second year? Sweet, just like me." He chuckled, ignoring the normal part, or simply, he didn't care as long as he attained a new friend. "Do you have any hobbies?"

"Of course!" Replied Tsuna, pulling out a Physics book and an Arithmetic one. "I love to gain knowledge!" He beamed, adjusting his glasses again.

Byakuran laughed, "I don't really like them but I don't hate them either. Do you read Novels?" He asked, lifting the book in his hand.

"I like them the same! Novels are literature and I can learn a lot from them! And oh- You read John Green too?!" Tsuna practically hopped in excitement after seeing the lifted book. And so was Byakuran.

And that was when the likeliness of the two bosses clashed. They chattered until the dawn broke in.

It was Tsuna's first day of school in the RAM, he was beyond nervous. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and tightened the tie for more formal disposition and geek appearance. 'This is it. I will be entering the hell hole.'

"Don't be so nervous, Tsunayoshi-kun." Byakuran casually said, grabbing his bag, which is full not of textbooks but marshmallows. "You'll be fine. Probably…"

"That wasn't convincing, Byakuran! And '-kun'?" He stared at the albino boss, a bit surprised.

"That's an honorific in Japan right? You're Japanese so I decided to address you with a '–kun'!" Byakuran replied, his signature fox-like grin still intact, "Let's go, our homeroom teacher isn't the kindest. He shoots you with his 'Maximum Burst'!"

If Tsuna was still his younger self, he'd already shrieked his signature 'HIEEEE'.

When the teacher called his name, he was at loss. He didn't want to enter nor did he want to move. His feet seemed to be glued on the ground. The teacher called again, and this time, he had no choice but to enter.

He was welcomed by a miscellany of students. There were people who ignored his presence, there were people who actually looked and scowled after seeing that the transfer student is boring, there were people who slept, there were people who offered him a smile, and there is a person who waved, namely, an albino called "Byakuran."

He was glad, rather. The attention was what he wished. It was perfect. No one was shunned nor shied away at the sight of him. They treated him like a piece of trash that needs not a single attention.

"Ciao.." He started, a few attention averted from others and now paid to him.

He beamed, adjusting his glasses, "My name is Sawada Tsunayoshi. I hope to be great friends with you all!"

A/N: SHOOT ME SHOOT ME SHOOT ME OMG I STARTED ANOTHER STORY WHEN I STILL HAVE LOTS OF STORIES THAT HAD JUST BEGUN FOR PETE'S SAKE! *sighs* I'm sorry... *sobs*

*Phantom Knight= Genkishi

*Pomegranate= Zakuro

Tsuna, like in the cannon, is Seventeen here. And so are the other guardians except from the older ones, like a year, for example, Kyoya, Ryohei and Mukuro. Byakuran is in highschool too, Bluebell in the middle-school same with Yuni. The Funeral Wreaths that will be joining Byakuran in high school are Zakuro and Kikyo.

Tsuna still hadn't met his guardians here (scratch that, he already met Hayato). He will be meeting them one by one. I will be using all character resources efficiently. Well, just wait for an electrocuting tight-lipped teacher called 'Ghost' and a science teacher that is wrapped with bandages from head to toe or something. It might possibly appear.

And yes, John Green. If you don't know who this author is, you are obviously missing half of your life. His novels are beyond amazing! And for people who knows... *highfives*

Anyway, thanks for reading! Please Favorite, Follow and Review! I easily gets depressed if I got none and my inspiration because of that... tends to slip away *sheepishly rubs the back of head*

[[Edited: 15th of November, 2014]]