It's March 9th!

I always try to post something on March 9th. lol

Tsuna's "ex" if he could be called that, was as Hayato often put it, an asshole. No, Tsuna did not want to talk about it. But if Tsuna had let them, his friends would have murdered said 'ex' without any hesitation and no one would have found the body.

A few months ago, the asshole had decided one day that Tsuna and him were in a relationship and Tsuna had been too stunned to protest and later his words fell on deaf ears. Stalker was probably a better way to describe him and there was little Tsuna could do but be dragged along. The asshole invaded his personal space and had more than once tried to steal a kiss.

Thank god for his friends who intervened left and right.

The day he belittled Tsuna just a little too much (bringing Tsuna's broken and odd family into the picture was a terrible idea), the dam broke and Tsuna's friends lashed out. Kyoya followed through his promise and bit the asshole to "death" (or at the very least a stint to the hospital). It turned out not only he an asshole, he was a stupid one. Because once he was out of the hospital, he was back in Tsuna's personal space again.

Mukuro was serious about murdering the asshole. If Kyoya's fists weren't enough of a deterrent, then more drastic measures were required. (Tsuna really didn't want his friends to end up in jail.) Going to the police was a pointless effort since, said asshole's father was police commissioner (and also an asshole.)

"Maybe if you get a fake boyfriend?" Kyoko said, one day. "I mean maybe he'll get a hint if you're in a relationship with someone else?"

"Please let's not drag an innocent person into this mess," Tsuna said. "I really don't want them framed for a crime and locked in jail because we decided I needed a fake boyfriend."

"Then get a fake, powerful boyfriend," Hana pointed out. "One the asshole can't touch because of whatever consequence his father can't get him out of it and looks super hot too."

"And where am I'm supposed to find a boyfriend like that?" Tsuna asked dryly.

"There's always Reborn," Chrome said.

Tsuna's jaw dropped. "No, no," he said. He buried his head in his hands. "No, Chrome."

Reborn was said to be the hottest guy on campus. To be fair, they were probably right about that. Tanned skin, dark hair and eyes, and very well toned from the various sports he played. Their top student with the highest scores in the history of the school. His foreign blood lending his height, the literal definition of tall, dark and handsome. Reborn was the epitome of 'cool', never looking flustered and walking around campus like he was king. Everyone wanted to either be him or be with him.

He was also the only son and heir to a wealthy heiress and powerful politician.

The perfect candidate for the girls' plan.

"No," Tsuna hissed. "I will take my chances and filing a restraining order with the police before I somehow get Reborn to pretend to be my fake boyfriend."

Fate had other plans.

-.-.-.-.-.-

Tsuna panicked as he ran down the hallway. Of course, the asshole would show up now, in a small sliver of vulnerability in Tsuna's schedule (because he was a creepy stalker) when none of Tsuna's friends and rescuers were around.

(Like literally, Kyoya was sending this jerk to the hospital every other week. One, how the hell was he recovering so fast and two, when was he going to get the picture that Tsuna didn't want to be in a relationship with him?)

He tripped and slammed into someone. Tsuna paled, recognizing that it was Reborn. The sound of footsteps made his heart pound.

"I'm sorry," Tsuna blurted out.

"It's -"

"Could you kiss me?" Tsuna cut him off. He threw a glance down the hall, half terrified, but at this point, what did he have to lose?

"What?"

Spotting the asshole, Tsuna threw himself at Reborn, locking their lips together in what Tsuna hoped looked like a passionate kiss.

"Tsuna!"

Tsuna pulled away, plastered on a cheery smile that he may have learned from his mother and without missing a single beat. "Hello Miebbari," Tsuna said.

Miebbari was pointing at him, waving rabidly as he grew a darker and darker red. "You slut!" he snarled. He moved to lunge at Tsuna when Reborn intervened, grabbing Miebbari's face with one hand and squeezing.

"What are you doing?" Reborn asked darkly, eyes narrowing.

Miebbari flailed, struggling to get free. With barely any effort, Reborn pushed him back, sending him stumbling to the ground. "Leave," Reborn ordered coldly.

Miebbari snarled again. "The fucking slut isn't worth it," he said, slinking off.

Tsuna let out a deep sigh of relief. "Thank you so much for that," he said. "I've been trying to get him off my back for months. I'm so sorry I came out of nowhere and kissed you like that."

Reborn gave him a curious look. "Why haven't you just reported him?" he asked.

Tsuna smiled wryly. "Because Miebbari's father is the local police commissioner with some considerable pull in this area. His father is equally, if not worse, in terms of personality of his son. Said father is also very close friends with the dean of the school. It was a bit of a losing battle."

Reborn nodded in understanding, most likely all too aware of the politics of adults and the games they played. "He's probably going to spread around the campus that you're a slut," Reborn pointed out.

Tsuna shrugged. "I've been called and treated worse. As long as he never comes near me again, I can live with a ruined reputation." Graduation was just a few weeks away, and Tsuna would hopefully, blissfully, never ever have to deal with Miebbari ever again. Back in Namimori, where Kyoya's family all but ruled over the town, Miebbari and his father would have no power there, no sway.

(Tsuna supposed, if it had gotten drastic enough, Kyoya's father could have gotten involved. It would have been horribly messy, there might have been blood, someone killed and Miebbari's family fleeing the country but at least Miebbari would be gone. That still might happen actually.)

Reborn stared at him, head slightly tilted to the side as he examined Tsuna. Tsuna sent a nervous smile at him, unsure what Reborn was thinking.

"Tsuna!"

"Hana," Tsuna said, turning. Excellent timing.

Hana came to a stop, head darting back and forth between Reborn and Tsuna. "Hmm, so you did ask Reborn to be your fake boyfriend."

"Hana!" Tsuna shrieked.

Reborn looked downright perplexed.

"Please ignore her," Tsuna said. "She doesn't know what she's talking about. Reborn already scared away Miebbari."

Hana snorted, crossing her arms. "You realize once isn't enough? He'll just come back. The same way he keeps bouncing back from Kyoya's attacks. Maybe we should cut off one of his legs."

"What?" Reborn asked, looking alarmed.

"She's joking," Tsuna interjected. Hana wasn't. She really was serious about cutting Miebbari's leg off. (Why were all his friends so downright bloodthirsty? He wanted them all to stay out of jail!) But there was no reason to actually alarm Reborn.

"Graduation is six weeks away," Hana said, eyes narrowing. "Could we trouble you to play Tsuna's fake boyfriend until then? You can break it off on the pretense of pursuing your own career, sell the relationship off to your father a college fling, one last wild thing before you fully settle into adulthood."

"What makes you think he'll stop after graduation?" Reborn asked.

"He won't, but we'll be returning home. Once there, Miebbari is a fool to challenge the families, all who adore Tsuna, there. No one will find his body," Hana said mildly. "The only reason why we even came to this college was because it was the closest to our hometown."

'And the most affordable one,' Tsuna thought glumly. Himself included, many of them couldn't afford a top level, ivy league college.

(Part of the reason why it had been so surprising to see someone of Reborn's status here was this was such an average, plain college. Nothing spectacular about it. It didn't stop Reborn from shining at such a mediocre school though.)

Reborn's eyebrow was arched up as he weighed Hana's words.

"You really don't have to," Tsuna said. "It's fine. I'm sure Miebbari won't bother me again."

"That's what makes you a hopeless optimistic," Hana said; her words biting and sharp.

"And you think because of my father, Miebbari won't bother you?" Reborn asked.

"That's the idea," Hana said with a nod.

"Okay."

Tsuna blinked. "Really?" He didn't really think Reborn would agree with it. Why would he? There was no real benefit for him.

"Sure."

Apparently, Fate had other plans.

-.-.-.-.-.-

Reborn was a little disappointed to be honest.

Part of the reason why he had come to such a plain college was because he wanted to get away from the brown-nosing and people who wanted to use him as a pawn in their game of politics. It turned out, it hadn't really helped and there was no shortage of guys and girls who constantly threw themselves at him, their false words rang with shallow praise.

(His mother's foreign blood apparently made him 'exotic'. Reborn stared into the mirror every day and didn't see what was it about his appearance that made him 'handsome' by anyone's standards.)

If it wasn't for his father's power, his mother's money, it was his appearance, his brain, someone always wanted something from him and it chafed him.

It was why he was disappointed that Sawada Tsunayoshi turned out to be just like them.

Originally, it had been a marked curiosity. In the four years he had been at this college, Reborn had shared a small number of classes with Sawada Tsunayoshi. This plain college was small enough that it was easy to see where they overlapped, even when their majors didn't line up. Because of that, it was impossible to miss Sawada Tsunayoshi.

How could anyone miss him? He was like a sun with a large group of friends that followed him around. They were… different. Reborn couldn't quite put his finger on it, but they didn't conform to the rules around them, marching to their own beat.

But what made Reborn the most envious was how easy friendship came to Tsunayoshi. People were easily welcomed, friendship always extended with a large and friendly smile. Reborn had, once upon a time, wished he could have worked up the courage to approach him.

(Reborn grew up alone, never able to trust any extension of friendship his way. They always seem to come back and burn him, use him and betray him. No one wanted to know Reborn for Reborn.)

So yes, it was disappointing to find that Tsunayoshi was as fake as everyone else Reborn had met, only interested in Reborn for his father's perceived power.

But...

But his instincts nudged him, so Reborn accepted the offer Hana had given him. Let him see how far off his mark he was about Tsunayoshi.

Hoping to make this a short 2-4 chapter fic. -ninja-

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