NOTE: Just a random note, Famiglia= Mafia-related. Family= Used in normal conversation (Ex: My puppy is basically family to me.)
Edited by my lovely Beta, hokkyokusei on August 14, 2012~
Title: Generation X
Summary: In school, Tsuna is no good. At home, he's known as "The Conqueror," the 'God of Gaming'. When the new virtual reality game, Generation X, comes out, Tsuna will have to make a famiglia that will rise through the ranks and become the most powerful and influential famiglia in the game. But enemies, classmates, and assassination squads will make that just a little bit harder.
The April sun was blasting down on the students of Nami-chuu, who were all talking about one thing: Generation X, the newest virtual reality game. As soon as it was released, it was an instant hit.
The company to which it belonged was itself very well-known; in fact, it was the most renowned company of its time. The name? Vongola Corporations. It released all kinds of games ranging from Hit-the-Hibird to Poison-Cooking: Deluxe Edition to Dynamite Cows. This time around, they had created a mafia-based game, the goal being to create and become the most powerful and influential famiglia in the game. Each famiglia consists of seven people with a respective title: rain, lightning, mist, thunder, sun, cloud, and sky, which was the boss. All work together to defeat other famiglias and to rise to the top.
But, enough with that. Right now, we're here to focus on one certain brunet.
"Will you be getting Generation X?"
"I read on Vongola's website that you get to play with other players!"
"Ooh! When we get it, wanna be in my famiglia?"
"What should we name it?"
Amongst the chatter, there was one brunet who remained silent.
Whispers could be heard about him.
"He must be too poor to buy the game…"
"He is no-good!"
"Even if he had the game, I bet no one would want to team up with him."
"Maybe I should let him into my famiglia?"
"As an errand boy!"
"Haha, yeah!"
Tsuna sighed. All those rumors are lies. 'If they only knew…' he thought.
In reality, his parents were rich. Of course, Tsuna was not one to brag. He didn't want friends who just liked him since he was rich; he wanted realfriends who were nice. But right now, that is only a dream. It was like finding a yellowneedle in a haystack. To Tsuna, they were all the same. You wouldn't find anything unless you were lucky. Tsuna had a great intuition, but he was convinced that it wanted him to do this one by himself. He hated pretending to be clumsy, getting bad scores on tests on purpose, and overall, pretending to be useless when he was actually as elegant as a ballerina, a genius, and overall notuseless.
Sometimes Tsuna thought he should just give up, but that wouldn't do, would it?
"My famiglia will totally win this!"
"Hmm…what about The Conqueror?"
"Yeah, he is the best!"
"He must be a genius!"
"He must be hot!"
"Yeah, the total opposite of No-good Tsuna!"
"Haha, yeah!"
Tsuna wanted to snort at this. They were basically talking about him. Tsuna was The Conqueror, the almighty God of the gaming world. Of course, if he were to tell the group of kids talking about The Conqueror, they word just burst out laughing in front of him. How sad his life is…
As the teacher, Nezu-sensei, walked into the class, the room quieted down. "Alright, class. Today we have a new transfer student from Italy." Tsuna sighed. One more person to judge him. "His name is Gokudera Hayato." Tsuna didn't even bother looking. He could hear the girls swoon over the new transfer student.
Apparently, he was good-looking.
Great.
"Ooh!~"
"Ahhh!~"
"He's from Italy!~"
"Treat me to some spaghetti!~"
Tsuna sighed for what seemed like the umpteenth time that morning. In the front of the class stood a mean-looking silverette with emerald green eyes. His eyes were cold and calculative, as if he were scanning everyone and filing them away as 'annoying!' or 'useless!.' Then Tsuna looked at his uniform. Tie loose, collar up, shirt un-tucked, and pants baggy. A twinkling caught his eyes and, glancing down, Tsuna saw a plethora of skull rings on each of the silverette's fingers.
Typical delinquent.
Tsuna should have known. The girls always swoon over those types of guys.
"Does anyone have any questions for Gokudera-kun?" Nezu-sensei asked.
"Are you single?"
"Do you live in a cardboard box?"
"What's Italy like?"
"Treat me to some spaghetti~"
"Will you buy Generation X?"
That question was what caught Tsuna's attention. Gokudera grunted. He pulled out a sleek, black case with the words 'GENERATION X' and a picture of seven different colors of flames on the cover. Tsuna's eyes narrowed. Well, the Vongola Corporations' main base is in Italy. 'Oohs' and 'Ahhs' could be heard.
"I already have it, since I was a beta-tester. I work for Vongola," he said.
Cue instant chaotic squealing.
"Can you snag me a copy?"
"Give me some cheats!"
"Want to be in my famiglia?"
"Tch." Gokudera said while scowling. "The only reason I came here is to find 'The Conqueror.'"
Tsuna raised an eyebrow. Before he could ask why, someone beat him to it.
"Why are you searching for him?" the person asked.
"To battle and defeat him, baka." Suddenly, the temperature in the classroom went below zero.
"Why…would…you…battle The…Conqueror…?" The class said, horrified.
"You'd never win, Gokudera-kun!"
"He won't spare you!"
"He's the game god for God's sake!"
…And even though Tsuna's the game god, he's still useless. Oh, the irony.
"I have the advantage! I was a beta-tester, and I'm pretty sure he wasn't."
Tsuna inwardly smirked at this. Gokudera may have been a beta, but Tsuna had connections, being in a rich family. He had access to all the beta-tester's notes, reviews, and their famiglia. They don't call him 'The Conqueror' for nothing. He had a…family friend (-cough-slave-cough-) work in Vongola Corps so he could access cheats, insider information, and, of course, the game itself.
Gokudera stared at the class again. "If any of you are 'The Conqueror…'" he said coldly, interrupting Tsuna's musings, "I'm going to beat you."
~After School~
As the students of Nami-chuu filed out of the school, Tsuna rushed home. He was supposed to get 'Generation X' delivered by a family friend who works for Vongola. So preoccupied was he that as he made his way through the crowded streets, he failed to notice a certain silverette following him.
When he finally arrived at home, hyper intuition was giving Tsuna a headache. He knew there was something wrong, but he didn't know what. He pulled out the same sleek black case that Gokudera kid displayed for the class, with the same 'GENERATION X' text printed on the top. Tsuna grinned. Homework could wait for later, right? But that grin turned into a frown quickly.
Should he play it now? He certainly had the equipment.
Was it fair? Of course it wasn't fair. It wasn't even fair that he had to blackmail- no, that sounds to mean…threaten? Wait, no…that's not the word…ask nicely? That'd have to do for now... As I was saying…
It wasn't even fair that he had to ask nicelyto get the game from a…family friend (-cough-slave-cough-)
Heck, he hasn't been playing fair ever since he picked up a video game controller! Which, by the way, was when he was four. But now wasn't the time to brag, was it?
Tsuna was still contemplating on whether or not he should open the game when he heard his mother, Nana, call him for dinner.
"Tsu-kun!~" His mother said from the kitchen. " Please come down before your food gets cold!~" she said in a sing-songy voice.
Tsuna smiled. Ever since he was young, his mother's food was always the best. Even now, with all these servants, his mother still insisted on cooking for him. And he was perfectly fine with that.
He doesn't want to offend any cooks, but he always preferred his mother's homemade cooking to any expensive gourmet food made by those fancy chefs on T.V. shows like on Food Network.
He decided maybe videogames could wait. After all, it wouldn't be fair, now would it? As he went down the oak stairs, he grinned at the feast laid out before him.
Homemade turkey, spaghetti, omelets (which would be ranked first-rate if some ranking child suddenly came up to his doorstep, saying things like "Mama's food is ranked number one" while making things float, which was, Tsuna hoped, a magic act. Well, it just so happens that it occurred a week ago, but Tsuna hoped he was delusional.), and other things that would have someone drooling pools.
"Itadakimasu!" Tsuna grinned as he started digging in.
Gokudera grunted. He decided to follow that Sawada kid. When he mentioned 'Generation X' in class that morning, he was the only one who didn't look amazed. Instead, his eyes narrowed. Gokudera had information on most of the students in his homeroom. He pulled out a tiny notepad with a bunch of scribbles on it from his back pocket. He decided to check the brunet's information again. The notepad read:
Sawada Tsunayoshi
Age: 15
Class: 2-B
Notes: Nickname: Dame-Tsuna.
Can only go up to the third level of the vaulting horse.Gokudera snorted at this. 'Pathetic…'he thought.
Is stupid.Oh, Gokudera was sure about that when he saw a ten percent on the kid's math test.
He put the notepad back into his pocket. Why would a no-good even have money to buy the game?
Gokudera became suspicious, so he used his magic talent of lock-picking (He had to know that since he alwayssneaks into people's houses. Duh!) to open the Sawada kid's window. When he came in, his eyes narrowed suspiciously.
In the kid's room, he saw all the electronics you could imagine. Heck, Best Buy would be jealous. There was a collection of…
iPhones,
iPads,
Nooks,
Video games,
PSPs,
DS's,
Laptops,
Computers,
…and Gokudera started thinking this kid was a robber. How else could he get all those things?
It's not like he's secretly from a rich family but pretends to hide it!
And he couldn't possiblybe The Conqueror! The Sawada kid was no-good, stupid, and just…just…NOT THE CONQUEROR!The kid was scrawny, looked like a nerd, and was useless! Gokudera knewthat The Conqueror was supposed to be a genius, a God!
Gokudera pictured The Conqueror as tall, with a nice build, a genius—in other words, the godly-like figure Gokudera would look up to! But God has always hated him, like that incident…now he had to give him THIS? THIS SCRAWNY, WEAK LOOKING KID! AND HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE THE GOD OF GAMING!
Gokudera really needed a smoke, but the smell would give him away. He wanted to at least throw some dynamite somewhere, but that would ruin the kid's house.
Oh, so he wanted to, but he had his limits. But most of the time, he chooses to ignore it. The kid didn't even know his life was now saved!
Gokudera started looking through everything, and his eyes narrowed suspiciously when his eyes met a certain black case. Gokudera eyed it before picking it up and looking at it.
Have YOU Ever Wanted To Be A Mafia Boss?
Ever watched 'The Godfather?'
Well, PLAY GENERATION X!
The new virtual-reality game made by Vongola Corportions! Gather your friends and create your own mafia famiglia, work together to defeat the most powerful famiglias to rise through the ranks! Players can interact, battle, chat, and gain subordinates to create an empire! Be deemed as one of the seven different elements: Rain, Storm, Cloud, Sun, Mist, Lighting, and finally, the boss, Sky!
So, do YOU except the challenge?
Gokudera's eyes widened into the size of plates. "This…" he said in a barely audible whisper, "How did he get this…?"
Once Tsuna finished eating, his hyper intuition was going crazy. 'Something…'Tsuna thought, 'Something is wrong. Definitely wrong.'He didn't know what, but he could tell it had something to do with Generation X. His face showed worry and panic.
Once Tsuna said his thanks to his mom, he ran franticly up the stairs into his room. Was he found out? He opened the door. And there, right in front of him, was Gokudera Hayato…
…holding his Generation X video game.
Edited by my lovely Beta, hokkyokusei, on 8-14-12 :D!~
Once upon a time, there was a fanfic writer. She went to New York to visit a friend, then magic plot bunnies attacked her! And they forced her to write this story. The end~ :D
Inspired by Sword Art Online (Kind of)
Now, lets play a game~Let's play something fun :D
1. Select the last number of your year birth
0 – You were shot by...
1 – You gave cake to...
2 – You slept with...
3 – You hugged...
4 – You became enemies with...
5 – You fought along side...
6 – You received a present from...
7 – You kissed...
8 – You shot...
9 – You became friends with...
2. Select your month of birth
1 – Sawada Tsunayoshi
2 – Gokudera Hayato
3 – Yamamoto Takeshi
4 – Sasagawa Ryohei
5 – Hibari Kyoya
6 – Lambo
7 – Chrome
8 – Rokudo Mukuro
9 – Spanner
10 – Reborn
11 – Lal Mirch
12 – Colonnello
3. Select your favorite color
Red – for no reason
Blue – because he/she loves you
Yellow – because you're a pervert
Green – because he/she hates you
Orange – because he/she can
Purple – because he/she wanted to
Pink – because you are enemies
White – because you stalk him/her
Black – because you were hungry
Gray – because you love him/her
Brown – because you felt like it
Silver – because you were bored
My results~ You gave cake to Rokudo Mukuro because you're a pervert… D:
Tell me your results, ne?
And finally…
Questions? Comments? Suggestions? R&R~