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Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn! © Amano Akira Kuroshitsuji © Toboso Yana Psycho-Pass © Production I.G, Funimation Entertainment, Urobuchi Gen . Karena tidak ada kejutan ulang tahun yang lebih baik dari kejutan yang membuat sang birthday boy mengalami trauma, 'kan? . Sudah jadi rahasia umum bahwa Gokudera Hayato membenci Rokudou Mukuro. Karena pria yang memegang separuh hak untuk menyandang gelar sebagai Mist Guardian klan Vongola itu jahat sampai ke inti yang paling dasar. Karena pria itu seorang kriminal kelas atas, bahkan dalam komunitas mafia sendiri. Karena pria itu terus saja mengincar bosnya tercinta bahkan setelah sepuluh tahun berlalu. Karena, kesimpulannya, pria itu eksistensi paling menyebalkan yang pernah ditemui Hayato. Sebisa mungkin Hayato menghindari kontak dengan Mukuro, baik itu secara langsung maupun secara tidak langsung. Frekuensi kejadian di mana ia berbincang dengan sang ilusionis bisa dihitung dengan jari dan sebagian besar terjadi saat seluruh...

Mukuro menoleh ke arah jam dinding. Pukul 10 malam. Suara televisi dari arah ruang tamu belum juga berhenti. Ia menghela napas panjang. "Shougo, sudah waktunya tidur. Matikan televisinya dan bersiaplah untuk naik ke ranjang." Suaranya cukup keras untuk terdengar jelas hingga ke ruang tamu, meski tidak cukup untuk mengejutkan seisi rumah besar yang mereka huni. Namun, tidak ada jawaban seperti yang ia harapkan, dan hal itu membuatnya mengerutkan dahi. Beranjak dari ruang kerjanya yang terletak tepat di samping ruang santai, Mukuro pergi untuk mengecek kondisi putra semata wayangnya itu dan benar saja: Shougo berada di posisi berbaring telungkup di atas sofa panjang favoritnya, dengan pipi beralaskan buku Kumpulan Dongeng Grimm dan mata terpejam rapat. Ia tertidur di tengah-tengah kegiatan kesukaannya—membaca. "Manisnyaaaa." Komentar yang begitu akrab di telinga sampai-sampai ia tidak perlu menoleh untuk melihat siapa yang mengucapkannya. Mukuro se...

Title: His Present: Fluff Category: Anime/Manga » Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Author: Shara Sherenia Language: English, Rating: Rated: T Genre: Family/Humor Published: unknown, Updated: unknown Chapters: 1, Words: unknown Author's Notes: A tribute for Giotto and Tsunayoshi roleplayer in facebook ( Giotto Di Vongola and 沢田綱吉 ), and also a birthday fic for Moe-san xD -frozen- Sorry for not updating my other G27 fic yet. My laptop's broken and I wrote this in a rush, and no, I didn't check for any grammar mistakes, so spare me some mercy!!! ...anyway, enjoy the story ^^ Timeline: Sometimes before Inheritance Ceremony Arc? His Present: Fluff Tsunayoshi plopped down onto his single-poster bed. His hand clutched at a paper that turned out to be a ticket to enter the new swimming pool in the town. He moped, muttering something about 'why he's so unlucky'. To explain why our young Decimo acted like that was because today he was planning to bring Kyoko t...

"Nee, Hajime." "Apa, Haru?" "Aku sukaaaaaa~~ sekali dengan Hajime." Gadis kecil berambut hitam yang semula sibuk membentuk gambar kelinci dengan krayon hitamnya itu menghentikan gerakan tangannya dan mendongak, melihat bocah lelaki berambut pirang yang baru saja tiba dan berjongkok di sebelahnya. Senyumnya terpampang lebar sementara si gadis kecil - Hajime - berkali-kali mengedipkan mata berisis keunguannya. "Ada apa mendadak?" Tanya Hajime akhirnya. "Ng~ hanya berpikir kalau aku perlu mengatakannya." Bocah itu - Haru - terkekeh pelan. "Hajime sendiri, bagaimana? Suka padaku tidak?" Suka? "Tentu." Seperti sukanya pada ayah, paman Aoi, paman Chihiro, dan bibi Yuuka. Dalam pikiran Hajime, itu pula lah yang dimaksud oleh Haru. Karena senyum sepupunya itu mengembang makin lebar, Hajime berpikir bahwa jawabannya sudah tepat dan ikut tersenyum. "Kalau begitu, ini!" Mendadak Haru meraih tangan...

"Nah, Arata. Kau sudah siap?" "Un." "Kalau bertemu yang sebaya, pertama harus menyapa seperti apa?" "Halo. Mutsuki Arata, 4 tahun. Senang berkenalan denganmu." "Yosh. Anak pintar." Meskipun tidak ada perubahan berarti dalam ekspresinya, aku tahu anakku senang ketika kutepuk kepalanya sebagai 'hadiah' atas jawabannya. Kalau biasanya yang seperti ini disebut sebagai insting seorang ibu, maka untuk kasusku kurasa bisa diganti namanya dengan 'insting single father '. "Nah, Aoi-kun. Siap bertemu dengan teman-teman baru, 'kan?" Suara dari samping membuatku menoleh dan melihat seorang pria berambut cokelat berdiri tak jauh dari pintu gerbang daycare . Tangannya digandeng erat oleh seorang bocah berambut keemasan yang kira-kira sebaya dengan Arata. Kulihat bahwa tanpa melepaskan gandengan, pria tersebut berjongkok agar bisa menatap lurus mata si bocah. "Ayah setelah ini harus pergi bekerja. Nan...

Tsukino Daycare Sebuah tempat penitipan anak di daerah Ikebukuro. Baru dibuka dan ukurannya kecil, sehingga anak yang dititipkan di sana pun belum terlalu banyak. Hanya dua orang yang bekerja di sana, yaitu Kurotsuki Dai dan Tsukishiro Kanade. Mutsuki-ka Terdiri atas dua orang: Hajime (26) dan Arata (4), anaknya. Hajime adalah pewaris utama keluarga konglomerat Mutsuki dan bekerja sebagai CEO di salah satu perusahaan yang mereka kelola. Istrinya meninggal ketika melahirkan anak mereka, sehingga Arata tidak terlalu tahu-menahu mengenai ibunya dan paling sayang pada Hajime. Tinggal berdua saja di sebuah rumah tingkat dua sederhana di daerah Ikebukuro. Hajime mempekerjakan pembantu rumah tangga untuk datang tiap beberapa kali seminggu untuk membersihkan rumah. Untuk urusan memasak, Hajime melakukannya sendiri, kadang membeli makanan siap saji. Yayoi-ka Terdiri atas dua orang: Haru (26) dan Aoi (4). Aoi bukanlah anak kandung Haru, melainkan anak hasil 'kecelakaan' dari...

Disclaimer: Prince of Stride Alternative © FiFS, Kadokawa -- " Nee , Riku, kau dengar yang ku katakan, 'kan?" "... Ya, ya, kudengarkan, 'kok..." Jawaban malas Riku senada dengan ekspresi yang wajahnya. Inginnya ia tidak mengindahkan makhluk separuh 'mabuk' yang sedang merangkul pinggangnya sekarang ini. Sayangnya, tidak bisa ia lakukan karena ia sudah bertekad memperbaiki hubungan mereka dan menolaknya saat ini bukanlah pilihan. "Huu... Riku, dingin sekali... jangan campakkan aku seperti Kyousuke dan Heath..." "Ya, ya, aku di sini, 'kok!" Menghela napas panjang untuk sedikit mengusir rasa putus asa yang hinggap, ia mengambil botol air mineral dari meja, menuangkannya ke gelas lalu menyodorkannya pada lawan bicaranya itu. " Hora , air putih!" "... Minumkan padaku, Riku~" "Lakukan sendiri! Ttaku , kakak yang merepotkan." Tawa pelan menyelip keluar dari bibir Tomoe. Pemuda berambut ...

Kaname: Well then, all members! Unfortunately I lost the game but, I'm sure you now understand the fun and harshness of tennis. From now on, this club will be engraved on the first page of your glorious, youthful days. The special coach will be going home now! *pressing hands together as if praying* Yours sincerely! Student: Y-yours sincerely...? ... Really. As always, he's such a troublesome guy. Student: That was an amazing game! Iori-kun, right? Please take care of us from now on! That is, as our club's ace! Iori: ... huh? Student: But obviously! Everyone was moved because of that game! Iori: No, I-- Students: You're number one! It was amazing! I really respect you! *commenting while clapping hands* Iori: E-eh... What does this supposed to mean?! Because of Kaname-niisan, now it's hard for me to quit from the club...! It's always like this. That guy is always stepping into my life...! Kaname: Hh, this is bad... without a doubt tomorr...

Kaname: And after that, we fervently continue with the foolish competition... Reference: Advantage, Kaname! Reference: Deuce! Advantage, Iori! Reference: Deuce! Advatage, Kaname! Reference: Deuce! Students: *in awe* Kaname: What's wrong, Iori-kun? You seem to be in a pretty high spirits. Iori: *panting* Not really? Coach too. Kaname: Because I must not lose to a young birdie like you, see~ Iori: You're really... tenacious... Kaname: *sneers* If you say that this is me being tenacious, I'll feel embarrassed~ Iori: --kh Kaname-niisan. No matter how you try to agitate me, I won't get heated up because of you. But, I refuse to lose to you. *Iori serves again and Kaname tries to hit, but--* Student: Out! Coach's return ball is out! Referee: Advantage, Iori! Kaname: Kh... that Iori... his fighting spirit increased a lot more than before...! Iori: *panting* Kaname: If you want to end this, come at me with full force! Iori: *panti...

Student: The coach is leading! Kaname: My bad, but I'm not so weak as an adult that I'll lose to your youth! Iori: So it seems. But please don't think that you can win so easily. Kaname: Hee~ you're saying it as if you weren't being serious earlier. Iori: It's exactly that. Kaname: Hmm? Then, will you show it to me? How Iori-kun looks like when doing it seriously. Iori: Here I go. *the sound of a super fast serve flying past Kaname* Kaname: Eh- Students: *cheers* Student: Amazing! An ace that no eyes can follow its speed! Referee: Deuce! Kaname: S-seriously? Iori: Didn't you say that you aren't so weak? Kaname: What's with that service from earlier...!? Iori: How about you surrender now? *Iori serves again, which Kaname fails to hit* Referee: Advantage! Iori! Students: *swoons for Iori* Iori: Well then, shall we end it soon? Kaname: Kh... Iori: Here I go. *Iori serves again, but this time Kaname manages to...

Iori: Of course. I won't fall for the same trick twice either. Student: Ah, there it is! It's another strong serve! Will it be another ace?! Kaname: No way I'll let that happen! *hits* Iori: Floating the ball is pretty careless of you, Kaname-niisan. *hits* Student: Wow, Iori! He returned the shot! Referee: Thirty-fifteen! Girl Students: So cool! Kaname: ... Iori-kun, you're pretty good. Iori: It's still nothing. Kaname: ... gh. Iori: Here it comes again. Kaname: Come! *serve sound* Student: Oh! It's Iori's ace again?! Kaname: You're kidding! *hits* Iori: Eh- Kaname: Yosh! Reference: Thirty-all! Student: It's a tie again! Kaname: You're good~ thanks to you my body finally eased up again. Iori: As you grow older, it takes time for you to stand up, I see. Kaname: *chuckles* That sarcasm is cute, dear freshman. Iori: That joke is rather cold. *the two are diligently exchanging shots for some time* K...

Referee: Then, we'll hold a one set match! Iori, serve play! *serving sound* Kaname: Eh- Student: Suddenly an ace?! Referee: 15-0. Kaname: I... Iori-kun. You're good. Iori: It's still nothing. I'll do it again. Kaname: ... yeah. Yosh, come! *serving sound* Kaname: Don't think that you'll get me with the same trick for the second time! *hits* Student: Oh! This time the coach does a return ace! Iori: Hh. Seems like you're not a fake special adviser of this tennis club, I see. Referee: 15-all. Kaname: Well then, shall we continue? Iori-kun.

Kaname: Well then, everyone! It's a bit too soon maybe, but I'm thinking of giving you all a good example by doing an interleague play with a newcomer here. Is there anyone willing to compete with me? Students: *silence* Kaname: My, my... this year's newcomers aren't so active, are they... Then, I'll point at you, okay? Iori: Hm...? Kaname: Hm... okay, you over there! Iori: ... Huh?! Kaname: Well then! Come have a match with me! Iori: Err... I have an illness, so I'm told to refrain from doing any strenuous exercise. Kaname: There you go and say that... there's no way that someone like that could be in tennis games before! You can't run away from me! I won't be lenient to newcomers after all! Iori: Is that so. Kaname-niisan. If that's your plan, then there's no helping it. I'll make you stop breathing with my own hands. Because I'm going to disgrace you in front of all these students...

Kaname: First, I guess I'll talk about why I, who am not even OB here, become a special coach. Actually, during my college years, I used to compete with the founder of this club. Back then, I always win over our matches, then I got the privilege to become the special coach. I'll drill into you newcomers the strictness of tennis. And that's why, let's start being relent from today on! Students: Okay! Kaname: Then, without any delay, show me your swingings. Kaname: Well then, it's a good chance for me to come in contact with Iori! Kaname: You over there! I feel some talents in your swings! Iori: ... Huh? Kaname: Do you have experience in tennis games? Iori: ... annoying... Kaname: What? What did you say? It seems that if I don't answer him, he'll keep asking me for eternity. Iori: I did a little bit during high school... Kaname: Hee... just for hobby? Iori: Yes. Kaname: But even though you did it for hobby, your swinging is good! Ah,...

After my lectures end, in the evening, I showed up in the tennis club. As I'd imagined, it had the ambiance like that of a club functioning only to find dates. Going through such an effort to make a special adviser came... I came to think that a grueling training is just a facade, and he'll come just to look at the girls. Just as I thought of that. Kaname: Well, well! Nice to meet you, dear ladies and gentlemen, freshmen alikes! I'm the special coach, Asahina Kaname. Iori: Huh-?! Female Student: That's the coach? I was at loss of words. Why do I have to see Kaname-niisan's face even at campus? This is really aggravating... I do think that this kind of frivolous club suits him, but. It'll be very bad if they know that he's my big brother. Iori: ... Kaname-niisan. Kaname: - Iori?! Female Student: ? Is he an acquaintance? Kaname: Whoever thought that you'll join in a club activity... ah, that's right, I'm glad that you seem t...

After I graduated from high school, I enrolled in a Christian university, and among them there were no beautiful women that could catch my attention. That's because my time is still freezing until this very day. But... university is such a noisy place. Male Student: Ah! You over there! Won't you join in the tennis club? Iori: No. I have no intention of joining any club, so obviously I intend to turn them down with my second reply too. Male Student: Don't say that! Just try to experience it for awhile! Please! Iori: No, I-- Male Student: It's fine, it's fine! In the end, not able to shake off the invitation, I came to experience how it is in tennis club. Beside that I couldn't come to like their cheerful characteristic, when I heard that the special adviser will give the newcomers a grueling training, it felt all the more spontaneous. Anyway, I'll just have to show up once then fade out. That's what I thought at the time. I didn...

My name's Juli. I'm just your ordinary nine-years old boy living my ordinary, rather monotonous live the best way I can. Well, the only thing that's not so ordinary about me is my hair color, which is gray due to low amount of pigments and melanin, that's all. Okay, I lied. The life I went though up until now might seem ordinary but due to my family background, it's actually not so ordinary. Because my family consist of men and men only. For serious. . . . Everyday I would wake up in the morning as my alarm clock rings, washes my face and get dressed while staying half-awake, then head to the dining room where my parents had gathered way earlier than I do. "G'morning..." "Good morning, Juli." My father would answer first, looking up from the morning newspaper or morning news on the TV or whatever that he was preoccupied with prior to my arrival in the room to flash his usual bright smile. He would've already appear nea...

"Lately, you guys are no fun to provoke." Kaname glances to his side, where his little brother born right after him, Hikaru, lies down with face half buried into a pillow. "Well... we're gotten used to your tricks." "Hmph. Until some moments ago you guys are still pretty easy to stir. Aaah, so boring, so boring!" The blond laughs, then runs his fingers through the younger's hair. "Sorry, Hi-chan, but I guess our playtime is over." "... Hmph." . . . Even though until some moments ago you still come to play with me. Even though until some moments ago I'm still on par with those who you holds as your main priority now. Now... . . . "... Fine. I'll just play with my little brothers." "Hi-chan!" . . . Now the time changes. So I need to change my play style too... right?

Shiraishi Hinagiku. Due to her short stature and youthful spirit, she looks younger than her actual age which, I heard from one of my fellow colleague in this store branch, is just one year above me. A childish, bubbly woman. But her management ability and life experience is not something to be underestimated. According to the rest of the branch's team members, which consist of people who used to work with her at their previous branch, her skill allows their branch to reach great sales and keeps up with their rivals so many times. Her only lacking quality—aside from her height—is that her physique is very frail. She is often sick and need bed rest, or collapsing during work hour. Her team members pities her for this, as most men finds her health problem unappealing, as opposed to make them having a desire to protect her. In my eyes, though, her only flaw is the fact that she is part of the Shiraishi household. . "Asahina-kun is... the president director's son, ri...

- All I want is is your time and attention. - . . . "That's... Miwa- basan 's fourth child?" "Yes. Another son." Dozen pairs of sparkly eyes staring at the motherly figure sitting on the bed, hugging a little life wrapped in blue cloth, surrounded by adults who congratulate her for having a safe delivery and been gifted with a healthy-looking boy. When those eyes--the eyes of the children of those adults--were finally regarded and gestured to come closer, they tried their best to not show exaggerated excitement. The adults stepped back to allow some space for the children, smiling fondly at how they seemed to be so giddy, for being able to look at the newest addition to their big family. "It's really a boy. Miwa- basan keeps giving birth to boys..." "Just like our mother keeps giving birth to girls!" "Boy, girl, does the gender matter? We have another little brother that we can play with!" "Come on, ...