Lost and Found
Disclaimer: I wish I did. But then, I don't.
Chapter 1: Auditioning for a Part, or is it?
"Next. Number 27, Sawada Tsunayoshi." The smooth female voice of the receptionist called out from the front of a nervous looking group of people. The group consisted of a large number of fairly good looking young males and females, who were fervently memorizing scripts, singing softly or just, panicking.
From amongst the group of seated people, a young man, heavily dressed in coats, a hat and sunglasses stood up and followed the receptionist as she led him to a elegant door set in the front of the room.
"Erm… Sawada-san?" The receptionist stopped him as he placed a gloved hand on the door handle. The young man looked towards her direction as she gestured towards her the top of her head and her eyes. He grinned and removed his hat, placing it in her hands. Long strands of dark orange hair flowed down from his short spiky hairstyle. The girl gaped at him with shock and fangirlism awe. Tilting his sunglasses downwards, he eyed her with amber eyes.
"Thank you," he paused, gaze traveling towards her nametag. "Haru-san."
With that, he pushed the door open and left the young receptionist blinking after him.
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"Number 27, Sawada Tsunayoshi?" Asked the auditor in a bored voice, his head buried in his arms on the table.
"Yes."
"Talent?" The female auditor continued for her partner, who appeared to be asleep, eyes not looking up from the pile of notes she was sorting through.
"I don't know." Tsuna admitted, smiling slightly, as he pulled his sunglasses off, folding them and placing them carefully in an inner coat pocket.
For the first time since he entered, both the auditors looked up at him. The male auditor, who appeared to only in his teens, grinned at Tsuna and sat up, leaning back in his chair slightly. The woman smiled and pushed her stack of notes aside, pulling a single sheet from somewhere in the middle of the pile. The name on it was highlighted in bright neon yellow.
"Well," she laced her hands before her and propped her chin on them. "Do whatever you like then. You may begin."
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Five minutes later, Tsuna was sitting in an entirely different room, waiting for the second round of the auditions to begin. The room was emptier and more comfortable than the previous waiting room, he noted absently. It seemed that those who passed the first round get treated better than those who didn't.
Another man sat a few seats away from him. He was looking straight ahead of him, however, in his peripheral sight, Tsuna could see the other, glancing at him every now and then.
Finally, Tsuna got annoyed. The next time the man's gaze slid over, he shot a look straight back. At first, the other's eyes widened with shock at being noticed then the corners of his eyes crinkled up with amusement.
"Yamamoto Takeshi." The brunette laughed and extended a friendly hand out. "Nice to finally meet you."
Huh?
"Tsuna. Sawada Tsunayoshi." Tsuna replied, shaking Yamamoto's hand firmly.
Yamamoto grinned.
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"This round of auditioning will be a friendly fighting match." A woman paced the ground in front of them, almost army-like. 'Them' consisted of a group of six young men and women, Tsuna included. However, Yamamoto wasn't amongst them.
Wonder where he went… Deep in thought, he didn't notice the auditor snap out a hand to whack him on the head. Literally knocked out of his thoughts, he stared dumbly at the scarred face of the auditor. She glared back.
"Now as I was saying, before Sawada here interrupted with his daydreaming, each of you will be paired up with one of our auditors there." She waved a hand vaguely in the direction of a shadowed corner. Gulping sounds and nervous laughs were heard from the group of auditionees.
"Begin!" She barked out and pulled back, seemingly melting into the shadows.
Did I accidentally sign up for a 'Naruto' audition instead? I swear she could be a ninja or something… Tsuna wondered, amused. His amusement turned to fear one of the auditors left the shadows and headed in his direction. Oh shit…
Twirling his weapons expertly, the man gave a savage grin before lashing out at his head with a deadly strike. Tsuna ducked as the weapon sunk deep into the wall behind him.
"What the hell is that?" He yelled as he rolled away from under his attacker. Glancing around, he saw that the rest of the auditionees were in the same situation as him, except less dangerous. Barely any of them were managing to escape from the endless attacks.
"They're called tonfas." A voice said from behind him before metal struck his back ruthlessly.
Tsuna moved with the hit, trying to lessen the impact and spun around quickly, just in time to see one of the 'tonfas' heading towards him. He ducked once more waiting for the other's arm to pass him. As it passed, Tsuna sidestepped and yanked his opponent's arm over, causing him to fly in the direction his tonfa struck just now.
However, being experienced in combat, his opponent merely flipped with the movement and faced Tsuna in a matter of seconds. He smirked. Tsuna flinched.
"Not too bad for a herbivore. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Hibari." At the last syllable, Hibari suddenly disappeared and reappeared by Tsuna's side. A tonfa connected with the side of his head and another simultaneously striking him under his arm, sending him soaring across the room, past two pairs of fighting people and into a wall.
The crack that resounded in the air when Tsuna collided into the wall was deafening as everyone suddenly fell silent. All of the auditionees immediately scampered away from their respective opponents and headed for the door in a mad rush to get out first. The female auditor who had first spoken to the group sent a kick flying towards Hibari, which was promptly blocked with a tonfa.
"You idiot." She hissed, seething with rage. "You killed him. It took us so long just to find him and you have to kill him."
"He wouldn't die that easily if he really is the tenth—" He blocked another kick but missed a slap that landed on the right of his face. The force of it made his face snap to the left. Hibari blinked in mild surprise.
"Lal!" A voice came from where Tsuna was. The female auditor in the previous room was inspecting the unconscious man. "He's alive, barely."
"Get him to Infirmary, Bianchi." Lal ordered, "Let Shamal inspect him, I don't care if he doesn't treat men, make him!"
"Roger that." Bianchi gave a rather evil smirk, pulling Tsuna down from the wall. An impressive human shaped imprint was left on the wall, where Tsuna was previously. Bianchi whistled. "You have got to frame that up, Lal."
Lal Mirch glared.
Bianchi got the message. Whipping out a communicator with one hand, the other pulling Tsuna into a sitting position, she spoke into it commandingly.
"Hayato? Get your ass up here now."
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"This is the Tenth?" A silver haired man asked incredulously, running through the corridors with Tsuna slung over a shoulder.
"Yup." Bianchi confirmed, striding alongside her brother.
"You've got to be kidding me!" He exclaimed. "I expected someone less… girlier."
Bianchi giggled. "He's cute, that's beyond my expectations. Anyway, he managed to get Hibari to stumble when they were fighting."
"Ohh. That's quite an accomplishment for an untrained man." Gokudera said with new respect, as he transferred Tsuna's limp body from his shoulder to his arms, supporting the back of his knees and his neck. "Anyway, sis, how are we going to introduce the idea of the mafia to him? He still thinks that this is only a audition which he signed up for."
"Well, Hayato, the higher ups will have a plan." Bianchi smiled at her younger brother. "Oh, and I noticed something."
"What?"
"You're not falling sick even though I haven't covered any part of my face."
Gokudera paled, turned green and lunged for the nearest bin.
A/N: This is my first fanfic ever so please review and tell me how it was. Thank you for reading it! -bows-
Reference for Tsuna TYL:
knightcat(dot)deviantart(dot)com/art/Reborn-10-Tsuna-72477702
10721(dot)deviantart(dot)com/art/the-eye-86987897