Reborn! Or any of the characters do not belong to me. I just type for fun.


She had been keeping an eye out for it, between throws and passes, and the evil glares of her classmates. It's not like she had wanted to play in the first place, or that anyone one wants her to play with them. The teacher doesn't care that her team would most likely lose, and the others would blame the resident loser of the school, and punish her for it. 'It ought to toughen her up a little.' That lazy bastard of a teacher had said; more preoccupied with the school nurse rather than supervising his own students. She knew it wasn't fair, and she berates herself every time she chickens out from telling the disciplinary committee about it.

"Tsuna watch out!"



"Not again!"

"Come on, seriously!"

Sawada Tsunako; first year of middle school class A, could only stare at the blurry image of the girls glaring above her. This type of thing happened often enough in her thirteen years of being alive, that nobody was actually worried about her well being. She was surprisingly resilient.

"Would it kill her to hit the ball once in a while?"

"Dammit, we lost again!"

"I'm sorry, I really tried to hit it this time" She says this out of force of habit, never caring to hit the damn ball, just to minimize the damage on her body. The mousy hair girl sat down and got to the task of adjusting her nose back into place, she was an expert at it.



"God, that is so gross!"

"You are bleeding all over the floor!"

"Whatever, you know the punishment; the losers get to clean the room anyways."

"Yeah right!"

Tsunako ignored the gaggle of girls escaping the gym, she was more concerned about her stained P.E shirt. When she looked up, she found her teammates glaring at her, and she almost shrank back in alarm; waiting for the punishment. Instead, they turned their heads to look at the other two girls standing a couple of feet away.

"We are not gonna help you clean." The leader of the group said to them, she then turned to Tsunako, "deal with it you loser. Let's go."

Tsunako huffed with irritation and tried to ignore the burning in her eyes. Not so long ago, they would have taunt her and called her mean and degrading names; some would even push her in anger or malice. It has been months since it last happened, and Tsunako was still getting used to not being the pariah of the school.

"Tsuna-chan, can you stand up? Here, I have your glasses."

Tsunako tentatively took the glasses, and gave the other girl a weak smile. "Don't worry about them, it's just a game." Kyoko Sasagawa gave her friend a kind smile.

"I don't know why some of them still get so mad. Me, I already resign myself at being on loser-Tsuna's team for the rest of the year." Hana Kurokawa said with a smirk, holding the offending ball. "Here, wanna get even?"

"Not funny. My shirt is stained again; my mom is going to kill me."

"They sure left fast didn't they?" Kyoko said while carrying the mops from the closet, Hana right behind her with the bucket.

Kyoko and Hana were probably the most popular girls in the first year. They were both smart and pretty; Hana had the older mature look, while Kyoko looked like a pop idol. Tsunako wasn't ugly per say, the problem was that while Tsunako had a pretty face, it didn't make up for all of her failures.

Tsunako is not really good at school, other than history and art; her grades are on the poor side, especially anything that has math in it. She is the shortest girl and often gets confused for a grade schooler. It was almost as if her body was taking its sweet ol' time to grow. Her lack in the boob department was the perfect ammunition for her bullies.

Growing up friendless, she found solace in video games and manga, and didn't worry much about fashion or popular trends. She was a tomboy; simple clothes and nothing fancy, no matter how much her father tries to change that.

Tsunako may have many bad points, they have been the cause of her many heartaches and headaches and other aches, but she also has a few good ones. Tsunako has a great sense of intuition that would often save her when trouble would come around looking for her. She is also quite fast when it comes to running away.

Now you may be wondering; how did loser-Tsuna manage to befriend the two most popular girls in her class?

As it turned out, Kyoko and Tsunako had something in common. Every third Sunday of the month, they pigged out on cake.

They met each other at a dessert cafe the first month of school, and ever since, they started to hang out together. Hana was Kyoko's friend, and while she liked to make quips about Tsunako's failures, it was not out of malice.

While the two girls were around, Tsunako was safe from the bullies and their pranks. They were also helping her with school which made her mother happy. It didn't stop Tsunako from still ditching school and slacking off once in a while. Truthfully, if it wasn't for her new friends, Tsunako would have stopped coming to school altogether and most likely transformed into a full time NEET.


"Thank you for helping me out, I really appreciate it."

"That's what friends are for." Kyoko replied kindly.

"It's faster with three people isn't it?" Hana said while putting the last bucket away, "we still have some time off to rest, what do you guys wanna do?"

The three girls changed their clothes and made their way outside the gym, "you think we can leave without sensei finding out?" Tsunako asked her two friends.

"The other girls didn't give a damn, so why should we." Hana, the tallest and scariest of the group said with sarcasm.

"But, what if Hibari-san finds out?"

Hana laughed, "As if that will stop you. You already leave whenever you feel like it."

Tsunako pouted, "I haven't done that… lately."

Kyoko smiled, while Hana leered at the small girl, "I bet you can't wait to get your punishment."


Kyoko and Tsunako blushed at the girl's innuendo; Hana just laughed. They both tried to look mad at her, and Hana laughed harder. "What are the two puppies doing? Pouting?"

Kyoko huffed "Anyway, I have leadership class so I can't go with you guys; sorry."

Kyoko started to walk away, when she crossed paths with Mochida Kensuke, the kendo club captain, a member of the same club, and a chauvinistic asshole.

"Kyoko, what a coincidence! Are you going to the club now? Let's walk there together"

Hana and Tsuna rolled their eyes. It was obvious that he had a crush on Kyoko, Hana had a field day teasing her about it. Tsunako didn't like him at all, he used to make fun of her with his friends before he found out she was Kyoko's friend.

"Well we better get going, we don't want to intrude. Come on Tsuna" Hana said with a smirk while pushing Kyoko towards the older boy.

"Seriously Hana, stop it."

Hana gave her the thumbs up sign and left; pulling Tsunako away with her.

"We'll see you in class Kyoko."

"See you tomorrow Tsuna, Hana."

"I bet you he'll confess soon." Hana said confidently as they walk away.

"You think so?" Tsunako looks thoughtful, "I don't think Kyoko likes him like that."

"Oh, I know that, I just can't wait to see his face when she rejects him."

Tsuna laughed loudly. The black hair girl could be a bit sadistic sometimes. "How about you Hana, is there someone you like?"

"As if! I like my men older, mature and confident. Sadly, there is no-one like that in this school." She gave the smaller girl a poke and an obscene smile, "But you my friend have the weirdest taste of all of us. Hibari-san, really?"

Tsunako blushed. She had had a crush on Kyoya Hibari since the beginning of the school year. That in itself wasn't weird, it was the fact that he was the head prefect of the disciplinary committee, the leader of the delinquents of their school, and a total hard ass. He was completely unapproachable, supper rich, and one of the most feared people in the whole town.

How Tsunako ended up having a hopeless crush on him, was a bit of a fluke.

Ironically, it happened the same day that she met Kyoko. They had been talking so much, that by the time they noticed the time, it was already night. Tsunako had been so happy that she had an actual conversation with another human being, that she hadn't been paying attention to where she was going.

It wasn't until her hair was roughly pulled that she realized that she was surrounded by a group of thugs; high schoolers by the looks of it. Great timing for her intuition to fail her.

"Hey little girl; Wanna hang out with us?"

All type of scenarios came to her mind, each one worst than the previous one. She could already see it in the newspaper; Namimori-middle girl beat up and raped for not paying attention. For someone that had survived bullies for most of her life, she had never been so scared in her life.

The boy that had pulled her, grabbed her chest painfully. "Waa, she's got no boobs. She's plain as a board!" They all laughed. Tsunako tried to struggle, but the older boy was too strong. She started crying while praying that someone would walk by and help her. She got more than she expected.

"So you are the ones causing all the trouble around my school."

Tsunako recognized the deep voice immediately, everybody in Namimori-middle knew who Kyoya Hibari was.

"Well, well, well. If isn't Hibari; finally show your punk ass face." One guy, most likely the leader said, pulling out a baseball bat.

"You think you're the shit, beating our friends, playing with the big boys. You think you were gonna get away with it?! Stupid kid; you are nothing but a shitty middle school brat."

Just like that, Tsunako was thrown aside and completely ignored. It didn't take long for the prefect to dispatch the high schoolers. Tsunako had heard the rumors. Hibari was unusually strong, and showed no mercy to his victims.

It was said that he would bite to death anyone that got in his way, even girls. The last part wasn't actually confirmed, for while he had scared girls to tears with his scary personality, and harsh punishments (Tsunako included for being late and skipping class) no girl has ever said anything about being hit by the scary prefect.

It may have been the adrenaline rush, or the cliché manga setting, or both. But ever since that day, Tsunako had been obsessed with the scary boy.

Even when she tried to thank him and was rudely ignored, she couldn't stop the funny feeling in her stomach.

She was completely hopeless.


Hours later, while Tsunako was playing video games in her room, her mother came barging in yelling at her.

"Tsu-chan, I got a call from school, you ditched class again today!

Tsunako rolled her eyes and put her controller down. "It was only one class, and I had to leave because my blouse was all bloody."

Nana Sawada stared at her daughter concerned. "What do you mean bloody?"

"I got hit in the face when I was playing volleyball, my nose started to bleed and my blouse got dirty. I wasn't going to walk around like that."

"The school didn't say that." The older woman said upset. She was so tired of her daughter getting bullied. She had been fighting with the Namimori School District for years over it.

"Was it… intentional?"

Tsunako sighed. She hated worrying her mother. "Nah, I'm just not good with balls."

This earned a chuckle out of the older woman. She sat down next to her daughter and picked up the forgotten video game controller. "That's true; you are better with video games." Tsunako started to feel a bad vibe coming from her mother.

"Tsu-chan. What do you plan to do in the future?"

The younger girl looked at her mother confused. "What do you mean?"

"Well, you know, school has never been easy for you, and even with Kyoko and Hana as friends you still slack off sometimes." A pause, "before the semester started, you said you didn't want to go to school anymore."

Realization dawned on Tsunako. She had actually thought about giving up on school entirely. She had never been very good at it, below average intelligence the tests had determined; and years of miserable bullying had finally broken her spirit.

"Dunno." The girl took the controller back and started to play her game again. She really had no idea, and at the moment, she didn't want to think or talk about it.

Her mother sighed, but pressed on, "You seem to be having some fun now, I mean, you are friends with really nice girls… I'm not saying you have to go to a good High school or fancy college you know, but you can at least live your life happily with your good friends. Come on say it with me 'I'm so glad to have such nice friends! It's so nice to be alive!"

Tsunako just stared at her mother; she could be so weird sometimes. "Please don't you ever say that in front of other people, or I'll deny that we are related."

"Oh my! What an un-cute daughter do I have."

"Maybe it's the way I was raised. Ouch. Hey you don't have to hit me!"

Nana laughed and stood up, back to her usual cheery self.

"I barely touched you. Anyways, I have been thinking about your future… and I, uh… Decided to get you a tutor!" Nana threw her arms in the air, obviously pleased with herself.

"Wait, what?"

"Kyoko and Hana are great, but they are too soft on you, and you are going to need some serious studying if you want to enter Namimori High school. Remember, unlike middle-school that one is not an automatic entrance. Wouldn't it be nice to go to High-school with them?"

"I-I haven't decided anything yet. But why would you do that without asking me first! I don't need a tutor."

"Tsu-chan. He is a home tutor."

"Eh. Home tutor?"

"There was an interesting flyer in the mail box this morning. Look at this"

Tsunako took the piece of paper her mother was holding:

I will raise your child to be the new leader of the next generation. Grade and subject doesn't matter. Home Tutor Reborn.

"Isn't it great! What a great marketing scheme."

Tsunako's eyebrow twitched.

"You are kidding me right? This smells like a total scam! And what a stupid flyer!"

Her mother ignored her.

"It's probably a tutor from a professional school or university. I always wanted a tutor like that for you!"

"Now you are just exaggerating. I don't need some lame tutor, I know my limitations, so don't push it."

Before her mother could come up with a comeback, a small, high pitch voice took their attention.


Nana and Tsunako looked for the source of the voice, and stared confused at the new presence in the room. What could only be described as a baby stood in front of them, a baby wearing a suit and a fedora.

"I arrived three hours early, but as a service I'll evaluate you now."

"Eh, are you lost little boy?" Nana asked the baby confused.

"I am the home tutor, Reborn."

"…Ok" Nana hesitated.

"Pfff. HAHAHA! Are you kidding me? I was wondering what kind of person would make such a ridiculous flyer and it turned out to be a baby. What the hell am I going to learn from him" Tsunako was laughing so hard that her stomach was hurting and tears of laughter was coming out of her eyes. Tears, that suddenly turned to tears of pain. For while one second she was laughing her ass off, the next she was laying on the floor holding her stomach in pain.

'What the heck?'

"So you are Tsunako. For a girl you don't have good manners, oh well, I'll pound them into you."

"Oh my" Nana was surprised.

"You have got to be kidding me" Tsunako wheezed out in pain.

"I don't kid, I'm a professional."

"Well Reborn-kun isn't? It's a pleasure meeting you; please take care of my daughter. She is a bit unruly but she is not a bad person."

"Do not worry Mama, I'll make sure to turn your daughter into a great leader."

"Aren't you happy Tsu-chan! This is going to be great! Oh, it is time for dinner already, Reborn-kun would you please join us? There is so much to talk about!"

A loud rumble was heard coming from the tiny baby.

"I guess I have no choice."

"Hey wait. I don't need a tutor, mom!"


Tsunako didn't know how it was possible for a baby to smack her on the back of her head.

"Now loser-Tsuna, stop whining and get ready for dinner, we have a lot to discuss."

So it was like that, against Tsunako's wishes, that the Sawadas acquired a new addition to their home.

A tiny baby named Reborn.