Title: Fair

Pairing: 1827 and 8059

Disclaimer: Reborn is not mine.

Warning: This has boyxboy situations.

Fair Prep

"So…Who wins?"

It was the question everybody wanted the answer to, yet was afraid to ask. They all leaned in waiting for the judges' results, anticipating the winner's name.

"The winner is…drum roll please" The crowd tensed, waiting for the outcome. The drum roll mimicking a brown haired boy's heart.

"HIBARI KYOYA!"

"WHAT?" everyone shouted, looking at the prefect with different emotions. Some were green with envy, others were mad while others were...crying?

He gave a big smirk, not surprised by the win. "Hnn"

"Claim your prize!" the announcer said pointing at a chair occupied by a brown haired boy wrapped in pink lacy ribbons. His big caramel eyes, were wide with fear.

"So what are we doing for our class booth?" The president asked from class, his fingers tapping the table impatiently. He never liked planning when nobody cooperated.

"How about a contest!" someone suggested, "with a great prize!" he added, gaining approval from his other classmates.

"Oh? And what would that be?" he asked, the idea earning a place in his list.

"Not what! But who…" he corrected, a big wolf like grin erupting from his face.

"Ahhh! I get it" another student said, "a date for the winner…but whom?"

"EASY! Dame-Tsuna would be perfect!" he said with big grin.

"HIIEEE?" the boy with brown hair shouted, falling off his desk. Everyone laughed at him. It was a normal day to day thing for him to do something clumsy like falling or tripping. He was shocked with what he heard and he didn't even try hiding it from his classmates. "What do you mean?" he asked in a high pitched voice.

"Yeah! Sawada would be perfect for the role!" a student shouted with agreement.

"But I'm a guy!" he argued, pulling on his hair "Wouldn't a girl be better?"

"It's not like you have to do something so unbearable," a student answered jokingly "Just spend a day with the winner! That's something even you, Dame-Tsuna can do for the class" he added, "I doubt you'll be useful in manning the booth anyways"

Tsuna tried to rebut but finally gave up when he knew there was no convincing his classmates about the subject. Where was Gokudera and Yamamoto when you needed them?

Everyone was excited for the fair...except Tsuna.

BANG!

The door was kicked open, throwing Tsuna into a fit of panic. "DON'T KILL ME!", he shouted, hiding under his covers.

"GOODMORNING! Tsuna! Hurry up and get dressed!" A girl shouted, pulling the sheets away from the boy. He looked at the bedside clock, blinking out sleep to read the time. Six o' five. He cursed silently, wishing to get more time to sleep. Looking around, he noticed almost all of his female classmates were inside his room. Didn't they have anything better to do than be here in this ungodly hour?

"What's going on? Why are you guys in my house?" He asked confusedly and a bit annoyed. He wanted them to leave as soon as possible.

"What do you mean? We're here to make flyers for the fair! And we need to showcase our prize, which last time I checked was you." One of the girls said, pulling him out of bed.

"A studio is all ready for our use. Now hurry up and get dressed!" a girl added, forcing him to move faster. Where did they get all this energy so early in the morning, Tsuna asked himself.

"All right, all right. No need for violence." He said groggily, entering his bathroom to freshen up.

"PERFECT!" a girl with a camera shouted, taking pictures of the other girls. Tsuna never did understand why they liked taking hundreds of pictures.

After a few minutes, he came out of his bathroom, feeling better about the sudden wake up call. Without warning, he was attacked by the other girls, his hair being pulled and teased, his face being covered in makeup. He felt like a new doll being given to a bunch of little girls.

After a can of hair spray and a roll of pink lace ribbons, he was ready.

"Kyaaa!" The girls squealed, crowding all around him. He felt like a cornered mouse behind all the attention he was getting.

"He looks so cute! Everyone will want him now!" One of the girls said, pinching Tsuna's cheek.

"Our hair and make-up team can do wonders!" the girl who appears to be the leader said, nodding to herself at this feat of accomplishment. Their booth will win this school year. She could feel it in her bones. "Okay, so our agenda for today is to make a ton of flyers and post it all over school! Got that, girls?" She commanded, clapping her hands to signal them to move.

"YEAH!" They all shouted, moving at the speed of light.

Everyone was excited for the fair…except Tsuna.

"Gokudera, wait up!" the tanned boy said, catching up with the silver haired teen.

"Will you hurry up? We have to win the contest or else someone will just pounce on the Tenth!" Gokudera said while running towards the booth.

"But…isn't that our class booth? I don't see why we need to play?" Yamamoto said gleefully while placing his arms on the boy's shoulders, "Wouldn't it be defeating the purpose?", he added, laughing.

"Will you stop that? I am trying to find the Tenth!" he said in an angrily manner, shrugging off the teens arm.

"Don't worry it's Tsuna we're talking about" Yamamoto assured, looking around, "Look see! There he is!" pointing at the boy wrapped in pink lacy ribbons, sitting on the chair.

"TENTH?" Gokudera shouted, passing out from having a massive nosebleed.

"When will you notice that I'm here?" Yamamoto asked, carrying the fainted boy bridal style.

Everyone is excited for the fair…except Tsuna and Gokudera.

"AHHHHHHH! Please no more…I'm sor-" the pleading boy screamed, cut off when cold steel hit his face.

"Never disturb the peace in my school. Damn Herbivores." The black haired boy said walking away from the nearly dead bodies scattered on the ground. He left the mess to his assistant, shaking the blood off his tonfa.

The boy with black hair walked pass different booths from the fair and noticed a spot where a lot of boys were tugging and pushing their way in. They were making a commotion, interrupting the peace. Going closer to the scene he noticed a flyer, which said "Come one, come all! Join our contest and win a date with our very own Sawada Tsunayoshi!" It had Tsuna on the cover in a rather seductive pose.

A big smirk landed on the skylark's face.

Everyone was excited for the fair…except Tsuna…and Gokudera.

"Step right up! Join our game! It's easy to win!" the host said.

Bustling people were squeezing inside to play when a sudden chill filled the air. Almost everyone's hair stood on end, uneasiness suddenly taking over their bodies.

"What's he doing here?" Some of the people asked their friends. A second later, the whole room started to whisper to each other, their ideas as to why the prefect was here getting crazier and crazier.

But with just one glare the chitchat stopped. He walked right up to the table, slamming money on the table.

"H-hello…do you want to play?" the man in charge stuttered, fearing for his life.

"Mechanics?" he said.

"Excuse m-me?" the student asked, not hearing right.

Hibari was starting to get pissed because people were crowding all around him.

"Tell me the mechanics on how to win." He said annoyed with the invasion of his personal space. He's going to bite someone to death if he won't leave in the next two minutes.

Everyone was excited for the fair…except Tsuna, Gokudera and some scared students.

"AH! That bastard! How dare he try and win the Tenth!" Gokudera said, his face filled with anger after waking up to the bad news.

"Why are you so worried? It's not like something bad will happen" Yamamoto reassured, trying to calm the silver haired beauty down.

"As if I'd let him win. I will not let anyone have their way with the Tenth!" Ignoring his friend's words, "I'll see to it that he won't win!" he told himself, completely forgetting the other boy in the room. He was so into his universe that he didn't realize the other boy's frown.

"I guess there's no point stopping you" he said with a sigh and started smiling again.

Everyone was excited for the fair…except Tsuna, Gokudera and some scared students.

Updated last November 28, 2010.

I can't believe how bad my grammar was.