Edit 8/8/2013: Made changes (writing, grammar etc.) and will be continuing to do so in other chapters.
Rating will go up in future to T.
I will most likely write a future scene with them. (Middle school or something like that)
This is my first fan fiction and I wrote this quite a while ago. I made a lot of changes because this originally for something else. I hope it's somewhat good, I'll get better. I'm also working on some other stories at the moment and will update sometime soon.
Warning: BL and fluffiness I guess in later chapters. (Might be some bad grammar still, I'm trying to improve.)
Disclaimer:I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn. I might wish I did, but I don't ^.^.
Introduction: New Student
In the morning in a kindergarten classroom, children were playing and coloring before class began. The teacher got up from her chair to call the children to get ready for class.
"Class to start off I'm going to introduce a new student." "Treat him nicely ok class." The class responded with "Yes Ms. K." "Come on in." Ms. K said.
Then walk in a small boy with spiky brown hair and big brown eyes. He had cute chubby cheeks with a tint of pink.
"Class say hello to Tsunayoshi-kun.""Hello Tsuna!" said the class. "Do you want to say something Tsunayoshi-kun."
He didn't respond and just stood scared and was shaking like a dog with its tail between his legs. "He's just as diffident as his mom said." she said in her mind.
"It's ok you don't have to say anything yet." "Well ok class, take a seat and let's begin."
They sat down and began. Tsuna sat in the corner of the polychromatic rug, away from everyone else. Ms. K began teaching about shapes and while she was teaching Tsuna didn't raise his hand at all.
Though, some others who also didn't raise their hand concerned her. One didn't raise their hand and doesn't get along with others, but was really smart, and the other didn't pay much attention, really nice but always thinking about baseball or dosing off, though she knew he still had the potential of being smart.
They aren't shy like Tsuna; they just didn't want to raise their hand. So she called on Gokudera the smart one. "Gokudera-kun, what is this shape here."
Then he immediately answered "Hexagon." with an annoyed voice.
"This one"
"Pentagon"
"This one."
"Octagon"
"Wow, Gokudera."
"Now Yamamoto-kun what's this one." Yamamoto-kun was the other student.
"uuh a rectangle."
"Good guess but it's a triangle."
"ohh, haha." "opps." he said.
Tsuna thought they were a bit strange.
Then break time came and everyone went outside. Tsuna sat on a bench by himself while everyone was playing. Tsuna sighed 'I'm going to end up being alone forever.'
Then Yamamoto walked up to him and said "You want to play catch, Tsuna". Tsuna didn't say anything, but had a dumbstruck face because he was so surprised that anyone would want to talk to him.
"It's ok I'll go easy on you." He said cheerfully.
Yamamoto had dark brown hair and brown eyes. He was a bit tan showing that he went outside quite a bit.
Then Tsuna thought 'I don't know if I should, I'm no good at sports, he seems nice and I don't want to be rude. Mama said to always be polite with others.'
Then he said really quietly "o-ok." at smiled at him sheepishly. Yamamoto grinned happy to had made the cute boy smile. He always liked making new friends.
He got up and went to an open space with Yamamoto.
"Here you can throw first." Yamamoto then walked back.
"You can throw now."
Then Tsuna nervously threw the ball and it didn't go far. Tsuna felt embarrassed and blushed red like a tomato.
"It's ok, I'll throw it then." Said Yamamoto. He got ready to throw the ball and suddenly it didn't seem like he would be going as easy as he said. The ball zoomed torwards Tsuna so fast Tsuna had ducked in fear and the ball flew past him. 'That's him going easy' Tsuna thought scared head to toe. "Sorry, can't control my own strength" he said sheepishly.
Then Gokudera walk up to them. "Oi, baseball freak, you threw that ball at my perfect sandcastle." he said angrily
"Ohh, hehe...sorry." said Yamamoto.
Tsuna thought 'He seems really scary.'
The boy was taller than Tsuna but shorter than Yamamoto. He had silver hair in a style which reminded Tsuna of an octopus and green eyes.
He didn't want him to start fighting with Yamamoto so he decided to speak up. Papa had said that you should speak up for your friends and family. Despite that urge to stand up for Yamamoto, he stuttered his way through once he looked at Gokudera's angry face.
"Uh..um..umm..Go-Gokudera-san it...wa-was-wasn't his..fault. I couldn't ca-"
"Huh." Gokudera grunted.
"No, it wasn't your fault Tsuna." Yamamoto said feeling bad that the boy was standing up for him. Then Gokudera started yelling with Yamamoto again about a lot of things. Tsuna was left by himself again and sighed.
Then Tsuna saw dodge ball coming towards Gokudera a few moments later. He reacted by pushing Gokudera out of the way. Then the ball went past them crashing into the fence.
Then Gokudera turned to you and you expected him to yell at you again, but surprised when you hear.
"Y-You saved me."
Then Tsuna said panickly "no..no I didn't it was.. it was just a ball."
"No." he said forcefully. Tsuna flinched. "You saved me and I will be your friend and protect you for my entire life."Gokudera said pride fully.
"Hieeee!""It isn't...you..need..uhh" said Tsuna.
"Ha-ha, I want to be your friend too, Tsuna." said Yamamoto.
"Uhh. o-ok then." said Tsuna.
"You can't be his friend." said Gokudera angrily.
Then Gokudera started fighting again. Even though Tsuna thought it was strange, he accepted it and started laughing.
Then watching from afar was a boy wearing quite a lot of black. He was mainly staring at the young brunette with some interest gleaming in his eyes. "Hn." 'They better stop crowding around him. He's my herbivore now. All small animals are to be protected by me.'
Yeah a rather childish story, but it is about 5 to 6 year old children. And older I suppose. I don't know if I'll ask what main pairing will be from you guys, but I'm still thinking about it. It'll get more interesting as I put more characters.