Back again with the translation. This time it's Reborn.

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6664290/1/Waltz-with-Venus

Title

Waltz with Venus

Written by

gyo mapuri

Rate

T

Published 18/01/2011

Translated 17/11/2016

In parentheses, I'll say that the whole story has a sad tone, haha.

As before, I translated it because I really liked it. Hopefully it will be more or less entertaining.

"Reborn"

“Huh?”

“I have been your student for a long time...you taught me everything I should know...but...”

"but?"

“...but...there's another thing. That's what I've always wanted to know.”

"what"

“I...I want to know. How can I love you?”

Something was approaching. He didn't care, his eyelids were closed. And there was no way he could open it. Someone is calling him. The voice was no louder than a whisper. But he heard it clearly.

"Reborn"

He doesn't respond. He couldn't do it even if he wanted to. Cordage is connected to almost every part of the body. Helps push air into the lungs Helps warm a cold body. Helps transport fluids and various substances. that keeps him alive Live a life of lying alone in a pitiful bed.

It's like a punishment for living. Because death would be a better choice. At least for him

Really?

Absolutely. Tell me what reason there is for him to stay. He didn't want to waste time waiting for something he knew was impossible. He couldn't do it any more. He shouldn't have waited. He had waited all these years and all he had received were empty promises that would never come true. If you are a conscious person

You can see the weightlessness of those words. But it was as if reason had been snatched away. It was as if he wasn't the strongest killer in the world who could take the lives of so many people senselessly. He believed those words. Obsessed and attached It was as if it had been a part of the body since birth. As if it was the reason he was alive.

"Reborn"

Other sounds were approaching. many footsteps The sound of glasses clinking together joyful laughter and the sound of a violin

he feels tired Even though the cheerful atmosphere filled the room And all the guests who come to celebrate will be familiar faces. But he didn't want to talk to anyone. Except for Leon, who was walking on the brim of his fedora. that gives enough shadow to obscure the black eyes A waltz played by a small orchestra sounds like a lullaby.

And he almost decided to take a nap in his chair. If not for the fact that a hand gently touched his shoulder.

"Reborn"

That guy was Sawada Tsunayoshi, the tenth honorable Vongola. People who have just officially taken office one hour ago His face still had the same gentleness as before. His eyes showed concern and concern...and something. that even a tutor like him couldn't understand

“So?” He raised his head and looked back. Their eyes met.

His students looked stunned for a moment. As if forgetting what to say

“I...I...no, I mean, everyone is looking for you and...”

“And?” he repeated, almost laughing, urging the young boss to continue.

“Eh? Oh...yes...Bianchi too. And then...uh...”

“Still uncomfortable.” He picked up the wine and downed the entire glass. and walked the other way

"Hey! Don't say that,” the young mafia said as he ran after him. “I'm just...still not used to it. With you in this condition.”

Is that red-faced? And then you sigh?

“Really, you should probably continue being a kid like that. They look much better together.”

Reborn raised an eyebrow. The hand grabbed the gun from the holster and automatically aimed it at the interlocutor's head. Tsuna quickly raised his hands in the air. Like a thief who was caught doing a crime. “I'm sorry! Don't say anymore!”

Reborn smiled, put the gun away, and they fell into silence. Wander through the beautifully decorated rooms. No one said anything. All the Guardians and Family members were enjoying the night of celebration. Live together with your friends. Talk, eat, drink and dance on the floor.

Except for the tenth generation's right hand. All this time, he had been diligently scouting out any suspicious persons who might be close to his tenth generation. Of course Reborn wasn't one of them. Therefore, he did not receive the piercing glances of the Guardian of the Wind. They continued walking. The silence between them was deafening.

But there was no room for discomfort. Tsuna's previous awkwardness slowly faded. Miraculously fade away

"Hey," Tsuna suddenly spoke up. “Adonis is really stupid.”

“Why do you think like that?” asked the killer. Notice how they stopped in front of a near-lifelike statue of the Venus de Milo.

“Rejecting love from the God of Love? If you do the opposite He will be happy for the rest of his life.”

The smile at the corner of his mouth before turned into a laugh in his throat. "To accept love Adonis had to face the pain anyway. Venus is a god He is just an ordinary person.”

"You're right," the young Vongola replied. Reborn could feel the sadness in that gentle voice. Even though it's not clear “But maybe...maybe if he agrees. He might be happy At least for a short period of time.”

Reborn raised his eyebrows for a second. Their lips involuntarily curled into a smile. Why were they suddenly talking about this? Maybe it's because of that statue. “Adonis never cared about Venus at all. Purely Venus' fault. that messed with him He doesn't have the dignity of a god at all.”

“Hey Reborn! You are…” The previous sadness disappeared. Replaced with a look of criticism and opposition.

"Speaking of Venus," Reborn said, turning in the direction where Kyoko was standing. “She has been waiting for you for over an hour. Why don't you go ask her to dance? You suck Adonis.”

Tsuna blushed, "I can't dance."

“I'm good at finding excuses. If you think it's good, just do it. And your Venus doesn't have to know how you feel.”

For a second, Reborn thought he saw pain flash in those light brown eyes. Before he was quickly covered up by a fake bright smile, he didn't like it at all, he didn't like this kind of cover up, it looked cowardly.

"It's okay," Tsuna opened his mouth. "It's my Venus. He never paid any attention to me anyway.”

‘Huh, where did you go wrong?’ The gun was drawn again. Everyone at the event was startled by the sound of several gunshots.

“Dare to call yourself my student. But I'm not a coward. Damn it, have you learned anything from me?”

"okay! Definitely can! Really!” Tsuna shouted in shock. Find shelter behind the statue. Really pitiful

“Then show me. Go dance with Kyoko.” Otherwise... Reborn continued thinking in his mind.

"understand! I understand, but…” This word again, he really hates. “...but I really can't dance. I don't want to embarrass myself in the middle of work. That's why..." and his face turned red again.

Reborn stopped himself from rolling his eyes. But in the end, he scolded him anyway. "Because of that?" He didn't like the way Tsuna acted coyly, as if all the brutal training had been in vain. This person hadn't changed at all.

“That's why...” Those feet slowly moved. Step towards him, slow and light.

In that instability Maybe there was something he didn't know. But he didn't want to think about it. Because it makes him look stupid. At a party that was so boring he still had to teach some shy humans how to muster up their courage...

“Can you… can you teach me?”

He couldn't help it, he sighed, he would make it take as little time as possible.

“Okay, step back and dance with me.”

“Eh, doesn't it involve holding hands like that?”

He laughed amusedly. “I'm not a woman. I only know male dance moves.” Confusion appeared on his student's face. He almost shook his head. “Just move with the rhythm. The waltz is already slow. A slow brain like yours can dance. It's not difficult. Are you ready?"

And so they danced to the sound of the violin, one asking, the other answering. For nearly an hour there were smacks, moans, gunshots, shy apologies and harsh 'this way' sounds.

“It's not like that. How many times do I have to tell you? Don't forget, I'm not a dance teacher and I have little patience. You might get strangled to death right here.”

"excuse me..."

"No more. That's enough. Let's go."

“Eh? but..."

"You can go now." It wasn't his fault that the itch in his leg sent that sucker Tsuna away. As a result, the poor person will be thrown off to the girl of his dreams. Nervously, I asked her to dance. He laughed deep in his throat. I thought to myself how embarrassed the young Vongola would be. But Kyoko has manners. I agreed to that cowardly invitation.

Reborn smiled at his own success. Sit comfortably on a chair and drink red wine. The violin continues to play. And Leon still walks around in his fedora. He was so sleepy he almost fell asleep. But I stopped myself. In order to watch the progress of the young boss

‘Just like that.’ The two of them danced. palm against palm Their bodies were so close it almost became an embrace. beautiful and youthful What a suitable couple. He felt delighted.

“Honey,” Bianchi walked in. He nodded at her. She sat down in the chair next to him. You hugged his arm and leaned your head on his shoulder. At that moment, he raised his head to look at the student's progress. He found that those light brown eyes were looking this way as well. Those eyes could be interpreted as pain, sorrow, and desire, it was too much to bear. He turned away. It was something he didn't understand.

"Reborn, are you leaving?"

leaves are falling They were dry and lifeless. almost intact Blown away by the autumn wind, falling, falling, falling.

“Um,” he replied quietly, not looking back. He had to run. He who hated being a coward had to run away himself. Run as far away as possible. But he couldn't choose. He had no other choice.

"So...good luck."

He won't come back again.

He had been trying his best for weeks. Do your best to ignore the stares. Who stared as if to strip off every piece of his clothing. That gives me goosebumps every time. Do your best to pretend you don't understand the meaning of flowers and gifts. He tried his best. But it's not easy at all. And when it comes to the point where it's beyond our abilities

When the action became so clear that he could no longer pretend not to see. So he chose to escape. For the benefit of the family for the fame of his beloved students and for his own dignity

He won't come back again.

But when there is a request He just couldn't refuse.

“The family needs you. We must have your opinion in making sensitive decisions.”

“Boss is here. Can't you think for yourself, that guy?"

“The tenth generation is too young. You know how much the rival family wants to use this inexperience to take advantage of the Vongola. The ninth generation has also passed away. Right now, no one can give the boss the advice he needs. Boss needs you.”

He closed his eyes, unable to refuse. He could only sigh hopelessly as he fled because he knew that Tsuna was creating a trap and knew that he would fall into it one day.

“...Purely Venus's fault. that messed with him He doesn't have the dignity of a god at all.”

"Reborn"

“Huh?”

“I have been your student for a long time...you taught me everything I should know...but...”

"but?"

“...but...there's another thing. That's what I've always wanted to know.”

"what"

“I...I want to know. How can I love you?”

Warm fingers gently touched his cheek, he closed his eyes, he couldn't refuse.

A flower was placed on his hand. Someone's fingers were holding his wrist. Fluffy hair and a familiar scent caressing the skin. The owner of the hair was lying face down on top of him, his warm breath caressing his neck. and his lips rested on his collarbone. He wanted to open his eyes.

But the light coming in through the window was too bright. He must have forgotten to close the curtains again. He shifted slightly. The young mafia on him moved accordingly. Sleepily, he raised his head and said softly, “Are you awake, my Venus?”

He frowned. I don't like being called that name. “Stop calling me that. And yes, I'm awake, so get out before I kill you. You suck, Tsuna.”

It's been like this for a long time. And no one in the family noticed anything unusual between them. No one knew the promise they made. Or the happiness they had together in a small room. Tsuna's things in this room Because in the end Is there anything strange about male students sharing a room with a male teacher?

He got out of bed. Pulling the blanket with him, he went to sleep in his mesh hammock. Close your eyes and sigh. His brain was in chaos. He wanted to ask for some quiet time for himself.

“I would be delighted if you dance with me.”

“For the sake of the family. Take care of your face. Otherwise, I do whatever you want. Isn't that enough?”

“Does that… mean you forced it?”

“Not at all, I…”

“Do you love me?”

"certain..."

“Then why don't you listen? You know, I'm ready to leave everything for you. Why don't you tell them about us?”

“I want to marry you.”

“You already know that this is impossible. This kind of relationship is considered dishonorable. You will be executed the second you say it.”

Once again, tears flowed from the light brown eyes. He could only kiss it away.

“I'm sorry, it's all my fault for dragging you like this. I'm sorry, but I promise, I'll be with you. Even if I die, I will live. There will be a day when I can dance with you without fearing what others will say.”

He almost laughed. with a desperate promise But he himself believed in it.

An invitation card was handed to him.

“What?” he asked.

Yamamoto looked shocked, “Reborn, don't you know that Tsuna and Kyoko are getting married this spring? Actually sleeping in the same room. Didn't that doctor tell you anything?"

He smiled, "Oh, just forgot. Thanks for reminding me."

Wedding bells ringing loudly He had a smile on his face. Bianchi is standing arm in arm. Whispering about the wedding dress she had in mind for her and his wedding. But he didn't listen to anything she said. He was scolding himself in his heart. Cursing myself for my foolishness. He shouldn't expect anything.

Because everything was meaningless from the beginning. Tsuna, however, must be Kyoko's. And he himself belongs to none other than Bianchi.

Wedding bells ring for the second time in the year.

“This was planned, right? Tsuna and Kyoko in spring As for you and Autumn Bianchi?” Shamal teased. “Wow, I should know these people.”

Bianchi glared at Shamal. As for him, he only smiled.

“Finally, I was able to dress it up.”

“Please take care of my sister.”

“Congratulations!”

It should be over now. They each had their own lives together for the better. He admitted, he didn't think there would be any more problems. It shouldn't be there. Because it was over. But then, while he was stationed at the headquarters He was startled by a pair of hands that touched him. Two arms wrapped around his waist, his thin body leaning close to his back.

Tsuna...don't...

“If you say yes. This will be cheating on you and me,” the other party whispered.

...Otherwise I...maybe...

“But whatever you answer is fine. Because I will do it anyway.”

...Can't help myself anymore...

The fingers slowly became long. Unbuttoning his shirt one at a time. The first tears fell from his eyes. And here it is again that he couldn't deny at all

“I want to marry you.”

“You already know that this is impossible.”

“I will marry you, I swear.”

He picked up the champagne and took a sip. Bianchi sat beside him as usual. Now, two years had passed since Sasagawa. Kyoko died Tsuna was standing on the ceremonial altar. Together with Miura Haru, the new bride

“Wait for a long time. Finally got married as desired. Very strong, don't you think so, darling?”

The frontman responded. He put his arm around his wife's shoulder.

A kiss was placed on his shoulder.

“I have two wives and you still…”

“I will take all the blame myself.”

“I have to take responsibility for you anyway. Don't you know when to stop?”

“Yes, I'm sorry.”

When those fingers touch your face His tears flowed. He can't refuse.

“There will come a day when I can dance with you without fearing what others will say. There will come a day, trust me, I promise.”

Many voices were approaching. He was in tears. That person was calling out to him.

"Reborn, are you awake?"

'um'

“My Venus, do you still remember what I promised you?”

'Oh, how can I not remember, you idiot? And stop calling me that. Listen and feel upset'

There was laughter. “So, will you agree to come with me? I've practiced dancing until I'm good at it. I want to dance with you to death.”

'I can't take it'

“Wait.”

He tried to open his eyes again. And was surprised to find that he could do it. Or is he dreaming? But it seemed too real to be a dream. He could clearly see the face that was leaning down.

“Can you walk?”

“Not likely,” he replied.

"Okay, then I'll have to carry it."

Tsuna picked him up. He didn't want to look weak like this. But the second the body touched the warm embrace He didn't think about his dignity anymore. He only realized that his body was full of medical equipment when it slipped out. He was surprised to find that he didn't need any of those tools at all. He closed his eyes.

And when I open my eyes again What he could see was a hall where the celebration had been held. Tsuna had asked him to teach him how to dance a long time ago. He laughed to himself. standing on the floor The gun was carefully stored in a black suit. On his head was a fedora that cast faint shadows over his eyes. Surrounded by the sound of violins.

A warm palm gripped his waist. He smelled the sweet scent of flowers. And on the walls surrounding the room were white curtains.

“Didn't I tell you that I want to marry you? But you haven't answered me yet, my Venus. What do you say? Will you marry me?"

“Stop calling me that.”

“Nah...please say something...na.”

“...Fine, I'll marry you. Adonis sucks. I don't have the right to refuse.”

"Of course," Tsuna grinned widely. His heart began to race.

“I swear to be honest with you. Whether it's good times or bad times Whether strong or sick... I will love and respect you. For the rest of my life..."

It might all seem completely crazy. But the ring that was placed on his finger was real. And Tsuna had the same ring on his finger as well.

“Take this ring as a token of my love…”

Two pairs of feet carried the two figures, moving left, right, forward, backward, and turning around, dancing to the rhythm of the violin. He felt as if he was melting into Tsuna's arms. He closed his eyes, letting his body soak in the music, the light, and the strong feelings that spread throughout his space, right here, right now.

He understood that love was a mix of bitter and sweet. And that momentary happiness is worth all the pain that comes with it.

The noise from outside made Gokudera startled. His under eyes were dark. His mental state was too damaged to care about anything. But still, he walked away. Until I heard the words One that is not pleasant.

"...Boss isn't here!"

Of course, damn it, he frowned, but he couldn't blame this idiot for shouting senselessly like this. The family believes in the Boss. Everyone still couldn't accept that Tsuna had left this world. But there is no way to run away from reality. The tenth generation is dead. Ten days ago in the office In the state of a dagger stuck in the chest.

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't do anything. And the person closest to the boss, Reborn, was shocked. Was taken to the hospital and is still in a state of coma, half-life, half-death.

“Gokudera! I mean, Boss's corpse isn't there anymore!”

He frowned harder than before. He ran towards the coffin that should have the tenth generation's frozen body in it. Your lips parted in shock when you found them empty. His feet accidentally took a step back when he noticed footprints on the ground and scattered white lilies. His phone rang. He answered, still stunned.

“Reborn is missing!” Yamamoto's voice, who was guarding the top assassin, came over the phone. He could clearly hear his friend's gasping for breath. including other surrounding sounds Besides the guardian of the rain

'Don't you know anything? This hospital has a good security system, isn't it?!'

'There's nothing at all! We went to look at the CCTV cameras. If you don't believe it, go see it for yourself.'

'It must be the rival family that wanted to take advantage of the boss's loss.'

'Then why isn't there any evidence of a kidnapping? It's like you would say that suddenly He just disappeared on his own.'

'Wait, those are footprints and flowers!'

The Guardian of the Wind was silent. Footprints and flowers?

And that was then. where he heard the sound of a violin playing It's like coming out of an orchestra.

“Ya...Yamamoto...”

"what"

“I think I know where they are.”

Everyone who heard was shocked.

They followed the music into a lonely hall. In front of them were white curtains, white flowers, tables and many wine glasses. It's like someone's wedding. Behind the piano was a music box that continued to play nonstop. And next to it is a statue of Venus de Milo that is so broken that only remains remain.

"What is this..." Hibari whispered softly.

On the floor covered with white lilies The lifeless bodies of the boss and tutor appeared. Bound together by a gentle embrace

End