Vongola XIV -- Dictated

[not_mafia]

[Tsuna starts a bit when there's a shift of the weight on his bed that was most decidedly not him.]

Natsu...?

[He blinks blearily and looks over. Oh, there's Arya with a sword pointed at him.]



YAAAAH!

[And then there's the crash of Tsuna falling off his bed, scrambling backwards to the opposite corner.]

A-arya?! What the heck??


((So, the castle decided to be a jerk and lock Arya and Tsuna in the same room together. Because clearly this could not go wrong in any way. It's also going to be an EXTRA BIG jerk and mess with their journals after awhile so that they actually have to pay attention to each other. Don't worry, Tsuna will make it out in one piece! ... probably. Maybe. Both Arya and Tsuna will be responding to replies!))

Comments

[persequor]

Why don't you speak plainly?

[ This is your first warning. There will not be others. ]

[not_mafia]

Admit it, Arya, you're a troublemaker.

[persequor]

And you're a pathetic child. I wear my title with pride. Too bad the same can't be said of you as you have no pride.

[not_mafia]

Seriously? You're never gonna let that go, are you?

[persequor]

Why should I? When you do nothing to change? Because all I see is a sad, stupid little boy who will never be anything, who will never achieve anything and who will never be able to help anyone, not even himself, because you lack both sense and courage. So you'll scream and cry and try to hide thinking that if perchance you avoid everything you mislike it won't touch you. When all it does is make sure you lose all.

I truly pity those you are meant to govern. They will suffer greatly under you.

[not_mafia]

Shut up, Arya! Don't act like just because you saw one of my nightmares, you know everything about me! You don't know anything, so lay off.

[persequor]

I wasn't even thinking of your nightmare. I'm only pointing out what I see every time I see you. Because it is all you show. If you mislike it so, mayhaps you ought to fix it.

[not_mafia]

[He turns over in his bed, away from her. His voice goes from highly aggravate to only mildly irritated.] I said lay off, Arya.

[persequor]

Does the truth bother you so much?

[not_mafia]

[Not answering. Maybe if he ignores her long enough, she'll go away.]

[persequor]

[ Nah. She'll only eventually get bored and start rifling through his stuff. ]

[not_mafia]

[She won't find much success with that. All he has are clothes, and then maybe a couple video games he forgot to bring with him to Ino's house once he moved.

[persequor]

[ When bored of that too, she steals a pillow (maybe the one he was on, like she gives a fuck) and a blanket from the bed. ]

[not_mafia]

--hey! [He turns around, grabbing the pillow.] Give that back!

[persequor]

[ Arya twists his ears. ]

[not_mafia]

Ow!! Quit it! [He shoves her back with the pillow.]

[persequor]

[ Wordlessly, she seizes the pillow. She doesn't let go of his other ear as she kicks at him. ]

[not_mafia]

[He winces at the kick, twisting one hand into the fabric of the pillow as he brings up his other arm, trying to get her hand off his ear.]

[persequor]

[ She grabs his hair and jerks it back violently. Jumping on top of him, she knees and punches him. She still hasn't spoken a word, too frustrated, too angry, too damn tired of the castle's shit. She just wants a damn pillow. ]

[not_mafia]

[Tsuna lets out a pained hiss before clenching his teeth. He doesn't even care for the pillow that much, really, but now it's just a point of being stubborn, or retaining some semblance of what he calls pride.

And he is not going to fight back, because Arya's a girl and you don't fight girls. ... although she might be more of a demon, actually.]

[persequor]

[ Then either you're going to turn black and blue and Arya gets her pillow or you give up and Arya gets her pillow. Your choice. ]

[not_mafia]

[After a few moments of the beat-down, Tsuna tries to shove her off.]

What the heck is your deal?!

[persequor]

[ She understood maybe 1/25th of that question. And is only clutching the pillow tighter. ]

Why don't you let go?!

[not_mafia]

Because it's mine! Why don't you just wish for your own?

[persequor]

I don't wish!

[ She tries to find one of his nipples to twist. ]