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The connection had to be the day. It was the only thing that made sense.

Tsuna lugged his tired self home, with a pocket full of notes. By the end of his trek, he had eight in total. Two more had been delivered to him while he was still in class, from the worst possible mailmen in the universe.

Dino had come to deliver his own note personally, and without his men, he spent half the time tripping and knocking something over. His golden moment had come when he had entered the classroom with a cheerful smile, tripped over his own feet, slammed face first into the chalkboard and sent the tray full of chalk scattering onto the heads of the students.

It would have almost been fine if it hadn't been the wrong classroom. Instead of happily introducing himself in Tsuna's class like he had meant to do, he had meandered into the Ryohei's and Hibari's homeroom.

An entire floor away, Tsuna had managed to feel the building rock as Hibari took up any incentive for a fight.

Not even an hour after a badly bandaged Dino had been taken away by his men, as Dr. Shamal refused to treat the young Cavallone boss due to his lack of female bits, the second harbinger had arrived.

At that point, Tsuna knew for a fact that it was a conspiracy. It had to be.

No warning, just a loud and unmistakable yell, then the door of his classroom blew open.

"MESSAGE FOR YOU, YOU DAMN BRAT!" Squallo had shouted at a volume that would be considered an inside voice for him.

The crisp white note was hurled at his head, and a force unexpected of a sheet of paper, and Squallo was gone as soon as he had arrived. With no small amount of trepidation, Tsuna looked down and saw that the note bore a large red X down the center.

Tsuna had barely been able to escape school. He had been hounded by the teachers for what they considered a very poor and out-of-hand practical joke. Only after more apologies than he could ever remember giving in his life, which was already innumerous, and the promise that it won't happen again, did they allow him to leave.

Luckily, Tsuna had known that they had only been so lenient due to the reparations check Dino had already give them. The third floor had almost been obliterated when Enzo had found his way into a sink, so the encompassing check had been made for enough money to repair the entire school. A few more holes punched in by Squallo was almost nothing in comparison.

The last note had been given as Tsuna was attempting to run home to find and question Reborn.

He had ended up running into a trio of green Kokuyo uniforms. Chrome stood shyly in the middle between her own pair of flanking bodyguards made up by Ken and Chikusa.

"Boss." She said gently and almost sweetly in her soft voice.

"Uh...yes?" Tsuna had answered awkwardly. He never knew how to act around Chrome. She was quiet and loyal, but at the same time, only seemed that way because she was his supposed underling. Otherwise, she was utterly devoted to Mukuro.

"A message from Mukuro-sama." She said in that same sweet and soft voice.

Tsuna had paled and took that eighth note that had been proffered that day. "Thanks." He said nervously.

Chrome had only nodded, her single eye looking at him with almost no emotion but slight consideration. "Goodbye." She said again, and the trio wordlessly left just as mysteriously as they had arrived.

With that, Tsuna had eight notes in his pocket, and not the slightest clue as to what they meant. He was torn between wanting to throw them away or keeping them in case they ended up being something unexpectedly important.

He finished his trudge home with a tired "Tadaima" as he opened the door.

He was met with a resounding "Okaeri" that made his eyes pop out.

His tiny house was packed.

"Wake up, dame-Tsuna!" Reborn piped from nowhere, jumping up to bop his lazy pupil on the head. "You're late."

"For what?" Tsuna could only question agape. "And where were you all day?" He demanded of the infant.

"Preparations." Reborn answered simply. Then presented Tsuna with a box. "Put them in."

Tsuna gaped at it. "Put what in."

"The notes."

He knew it! The notes were because of Reborn. "What are they?" He asked, pulling them from his pocket in a crumpled mess.

Reborn eyed them as if counting. "Put them in." Tiny hands held up the box expectantly.

Knowing that he'd get answers later rather than sooner, Tsuna dumped the papers into the hole at the top of the box, surprise crossing his features when nine of them tumbled in. Where had that extra one come from?

Reborn smirked and shook the box. "Pick one."

Not liking the look of that smirk, Tsuna hesitated. Carefully he eyed the room, filled with smiling or scowling faces. He wasn't sure if he could look any of them in the eye at the moment. All of his Guardians were there, including the Kokuyo group. How they had gotten there before him was a question that wouldn't go answered. The Cavallone group was also present, as well as the manically grinning and scowling Varia tucked into the back.

"Reborn." Tsuna said quietly once more. "What exactly is it that I'm picking?"

"Your husband." Was the quick reply.

"WHAT?" Tsuna exploded.

"I did tell you that today was a good day for marriage." Bianchi said from where she sat beside a choking Gokudera.

"Nine suitors for the Vongola Tenth on the ninth day, of the ninth month, of the ninth year. It's a lucky day. Now pick." Reborn smirked.

"NO!

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Kết nối đã có được trong ngày. Đó là điều duy nhất mà làm cho ý nghĩa.Tsuna lugged tự mệt mỏi của ông về nhà, với một túi đầy đủ các ghi chú. Vào cuối của trek của mình, ông đã có 8 trong tổng số. Hai chi tiết đã được chuyển giao cho anh ta trong khi ông vẫn còn trong lớp học, từ có thể tồi tệ nhất trong vũ trụKhủng long đã đến để cung cấp của mình lưu ý cá nhân, và không có người đàn ông của mình, ông đã dành một nửa thời gian vấp ngã và gõ một cái gì đó trên. Thời điểm vàng của ông đã đến khi ông đã nhập vào lớp học với một nụ cười vui vẻ, vấp trên đôi chân của mình, nhảy mặt đầu tiên vào bảng đen và gửi các khay đầy đủ của sự tán xạ phấn vào đầu của các sinh viên.Nó gần như đã có tốt đẹp nếu nó đã không là lớp học sai. Thay vì hạnh phúc giới thiệu mình trong lớp học của Tsuna như ông có nghĩa là để làm, ông đã bay lòng vòng thành của Ryohei và Hibari của chủ nhiệm.Một toàn bộ sàn nhà đi, Tsuna đã quản lý để cảm thấy đá xây dựng như Hibari chiếm lấy bất kỳ khuyến khích cho một cuộc chiến.Thậm chí không một giờ sau khi một khủng long xấu bandaged đã được lấy đi bởi người đàn ông của mình, như tiến sĩ Shamal từ chối để điều trị ông chủ Cavallone trẻ do thiếu nữ bit, VB thứ hai đã đến.Vào thời điểm đó, Tsuna biết một thực tế rằng đó là một âm mưu. Nó phải.Không có cảnh báo, chỉ cần một lớn và không thể nhầm lẫn la lên, sau đó cửa của lớp học của mình thổi mở."THÔNG BÁO CHO BẠN, BẠN DAMN BRAT!" Squallo có hét lên tại một khối lượng sẽ được coi là một bên trong tiếng nói cho anh ta.Lưu ý sắc nét màu trắng đã được hurled lúc đầu, và một lực lượng bất ngờ của một tờ giấy, và Squallo đã biến mất ngay sau khi ông đã đến. Với không có số tiền nhỏ của sự rung chuyển, Tsuna nhìn xuống và thấy rằng ghi chú khoan một X màu đỏ lớn xuống trung tâm.Tsuna hiếm khi đã có thể thoát khỏi trường học. Ông đã được hounded bởi các giáo viên cho những gì họ coi là một câu chuyện đùa thực tế rất nghèo và out-of-hand. Chỉ sau khi lời xin lỗi nhiều hơn ông bao giờ có thể nhớ đưa ra trong cuộc sống của mình, đã innumerous, và những lời hứa rằng nó sẽ không xảy ra lần nữa, họ đã cho phép ông để lại.May mắn, Tsuna đã biết rằng họ đã chỉ rất khoan dung do bồi thường phòng khủng long đã cung cấp cho họ. Tầng thứ ba đã gần như được xoá mờ khi Enzo đã tìm thấy con đường của mình vào một bồn rửa, do đó, kiểm tra bao gồm đã được thực hiện cho đủ tiền để sửa chữa trường toàn bộ. Lỗ hơn một vài đấm vào bởi Squallo là hầu như không có gì trong so sánh.Lưu ý cuối cùng đã được đưa ra như Tsuna đã cố gắng để chạy nhà để tìm và câu hỏi Reborn.Ông đã kết thúc lên chạy vào một bộ ba của màu xanh lá cây Kokuyo đồng phục. Chrome shyly đứng ở giữa giữa mình cặp sườn vệ sĩ tạo thành bởi Ken và Chikusa."Ông chủ". Cô nói nhẹ nhàng và ngọt ngào hầu như trong tiếng nói mềm của mình."Uh... có?" Tsuna có trả lời awkwardly. Ông không bao giờ biết làm thế nào để hành động xung quanh thành phố Chrome. Nó được yên tĩnh và trung thành, nhưng cùng một lúc, chỉ có vẻ như vậy bởi vì cô ấy của mình underling nghĩa. Nếu không, cô ấy là hoàn toàn dành cho Mukuro."A message from Mukuro-sama." She said in that same sweet and soft voice.Tsuna had paled and took that eighth note that had been proffered that day. "Thanks." He said nervously.Chrome had only nodded, her single eye looking at him with almost no emotion but slight consideration. "Goodbye." She said again, and the trio wordlessly left just as mysteriously as they had arrived.With that, Tsuna had eight notes in his pocket, and not the slightest clue as to what they meant. He was torn between wanting to throw them away or keeping them in case they ended up being something unexpectedly important.He finished his trudge home with a tired "Tadaima" as he opened the door.He was met with a resounding "Okaeri" that made his eyes pop out.His tiny house was packed."Wake up, dame-Tsuna!" Reborn piped from nowhere, jumping up to bop his lazy pupil on the head. "You're late.""For what?" Tsuna could only question agape. "And where were you all day?" He demanded of the infant."Preparations." Reborn answered simply. Then presented Tsuna with a box. "Put them in."Tsuna gaped at it. "Put what in.""The notes."He knew it! The notes were because of Reborn. "What are they?" He asked, pulling them from his pocket in a crumpled mess.Reborn eyed them as if counting. "Put them in." Tiny hands held up the box expectantly.Knowing that he'd get answers later rather than sooner, Tsuna dumped the papers into the hole at the top of the box, surprise crossing his features when nine of them tumbled in. Where had that extra one come from?Reborn smirked and shook the box. "Pick one."Not liking the look of that smirk, Tsuna hesitated. Carefully he eyed the room, filled with smiling or scowling faces. He wasn't sure if he could look any of them in the eye at the moment. All of his Guardians were there, including the Kokuyo group. How they had gotten there before him was a question that wouldn't go answered. The Cavallone group was also present, as well as the manically grinning and scowling Varia tucked into the back."Reborn." Tsuna said quietly once more. "What exactly is it that I'm picking?""Your husband." Was the quick reply."WHAT?" Tsuna exploded."I did tell you that today was a good day for marriage." Bianchi said from where she sat beside a choking Gokudera."Nine suitors for the Vongola Tenth on the ninth day, of the ninth month, of the ninth year. It's a lucky day. Now pick." Reborn smirked."NO!