Hitman Reborn!: Resolve: Chapter 1
Tsunayoshi Sawada sat on a leather wheel-chaired, doing a tedious amount of paperwork. It wouldn’t have taken someone of high intellect to know that he was bored, given the frown on his face and the slouchy way he leaned in his seat.
Gradually losing concentration, Tsuna’s big, brown eyes began to stare blankly at the wooden desk placed in front of him. All of a sudden….boom! The windows to the right of him shattered in an explosion of countless crystals. Only five fragments of airborne glass were of large size, as well as in odd shapes; they resembled the letters “C”, “H”, “A”, “O”, and “S”. Tiny specks of the morning’s sunlight danced off the crystals and onto the walls of the spacious office.
Tsuna hovered thirty yards above the floor, his brown hair nearly touching the ceiling. Refined flames engulfed his hands and forehead. His suddenly reddish-orange eyes no longer gave off the expression that he was bored; his suddenly reddish-orange corneas focused intensely toward the broken windows.
Tsuna stared at the strange pieces of glass whilst they were still in mid-air. “Wha? You’ve gotta be kidding me. Does that spell —“
“Chaos!” said a tan teenage boy wearing a black fedora-style hat with a thick orange stripe running across the sides of the cone. He had black eyes and wore a suit that composed of orange and black. A few things were strange about the adolescent, regarding his appearance—his long sideburns were shaped like spirals, a live chameleon was on the brim of his hat, and despite being strikingly handsome, his face was quite intimidating.
Tsuna descended back down to the floor, and the disappearance of his flames followed. His serious facial expression transitioned into a dumbfounded one. “Reborn! Do you really needa overdo everything? How did you get all the way up here anyway? This is the top floor and because Gokudera is always so protective of me, he installed those windows that were made out of glass that could deflect rockets!” He then placed his right hand’s palm on his face and shook his head in response to Reborn’s extreme behavior.
The world’s strongest hitman was standing behind the Vongola’s tenth boss in a flash. Not even the glass on the floor gave away his swift movement.
“Enough chitter-chatter, No-Good Tsuna.” Reborn flicked the back of Tsuna’s head, which caused him to fly out through the fresh opening he made with the destructive flame bullets of his gun/pet, Leon.
Tsuna screamed at the top of his lungs as he plummeted towards the ground of Namimori. And then he came to the obvious realization that he could fly. Thanks to the Dying Will flames he was blessed with at birth and had strengthened throughout his special life, he flew back upwards to his wrecked office and landed directly in front of the man who had forever changed his fate.
“You’re okay? That’s good. Anyway, listen up. There’s some major trouble stirring up in Tokyo and you’re obligated to handle it, given that it relates to the Yakuza.” Reborn informed him.
Tsuna scratched the back of his head out of both confusion and pain. “Huh? The Yakuza? Haven’t they been living in silence for centuries?”
“Yeah, but that’s old news. I hope you’ve enjoyed these ten years of peace because things are about to get real ugly.”
So, how ya like it? Should I continue or not? Honest feedback please! :D
By the way, the scene with the glass spelled as "Chaos" is like this, but not with rocks obviously: