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Presidents Chapter 30 | Returned ______________________ He sat in the room all alone, manoeuvring his chess pieces on the board like how he did before that coaster ride with his best friend. His mind is completely clear, void of anything that will stress him. Today is graduation day, a year after that brunet left the school for his family matters at home. He is this year's valedictorian, delivering a speech about his experience and his gratefulness to the teachers and his peers. Everyone threw their graduation hats, celebrating the end of their journey in their highschool. Seijuuro had been much more easygoing in the past year, and he smiled at the jovial atmosphere of the place. His leg was propped up in his own seat, sitting slightly like a rebelling teen. He leaned over the desk as he decides his next move against his imaginary opponent. He barely spared a glance towards his toga, which laid nicely on the chair next to him. His certificate left askew on the very same chair, his

Presidents Chapter 29 | Farewell ______________________ The spring petals began to fall as they invited the last day of school in wholeheartedly. It was a few minutes before the final bell chimed to signal the end of the school year. The whole school population was gathered in the school hall. The juniors watched their seniors collect their congratulatory certificates, as well as their final year results that determined the next branch in their paths. The student council sat at the front row, clapping their hands enthusiastically when their own senior council members took their certificates. Yet, their hearts were heavy, knowing something that everyone else does not. They all snatched glances at the kingly duo, remembering what is to happen at the end of the whole ceremony. "Finally, Sawada Tsunayoshi from class 2A." Everyone gasped, watching their brunet leader stand and walk up the stage to collect his certificate. The red head's eyes were wide, disbelieving what he had

Presidents Chapter 28 | Spook _______________________ "Mah, Tsuna, I'm sure your school won't mind if we use the premises for spook night right?" Reborn reasoned, "We have the finances to prevent any carnage or damages after all." "CARNAGE?! YOU KILLIN' PEOPLE MUCH?" "That's why I said that there won't be any carnage right? Listen to your subordinates, that's what makes a good boss." Tsuna rubbed the bridge of his nose, sighing deeply as he breathed out. His intuition has been ringing ever since Reborn had suggested a Vongola-styled Test of Bravery slash Halloween night to be held in his school. Not to mention, he would be leaving very soon. Besides... IT'S PAST HALLOWEEN ALREADY! NO NEED FOR SPOOK FEST RIGHT? "Seijuuro will murder me for this!" The hitman shrugged, laughing mentally at the priceless reaction of his charge. He wagged his finger while shaking his head. "You can't stop us from doing th

Presidents Chapter 27 | Chance _______________________ "So... we're waiting for Seirin to arrive for the practise match right?" "Yup!" "And tell me why are we in the cold with this huge attractive banner that says 'Welcome Seirin', Mibuchi -senpai?" "Hmm... Beats me, Tsuna-kun. Sei-chan told me to stand here with you so here I am!" The third year spread out his arms and tilted his body to the right and made a soft and light ' jjang ' sound. Tsuna could not help but chuckle at his senior. "Did he say when would they arrive?" Mibuchi hummed a little before checking his watch. "He did say that they should reach around two. So they should be appearing pretty soon." The brunet puffed his cheeks and blew his fringe in annoyance, being unable to take another second in the biting winds. The sun bearing down on them was no help either and he recalled that the stated temperature was about 0 degree Celsius (32 Fahre

Presidents Chapter 26 | Opportunity _________________________ The redhead paced up and down the corridor, his eyebrows furrowed as he recalled what his friend's brother had said. "Reborn and your Nonno had decided to pull you out of school after your second year." First off, from what he knows, Nonno is 'grandfather' in Italian. So apparently, Tsuna's grandfather has decided to withdraw the brunet from school at the end of the year. Which is about... four months away? This was a surprise to Seijuuro. He had always thought that he would be with his best friend until they both graduate. They had so many memorable memories together for the past one and a half year. His team was punished by Tsuna when they were moping about their loss to Seirin during his first year as a high school student. They had a shogi match to decide whether they can take that special room that everyone wanted. He won. That short time when he thought Tsuna had left the school and will never

Presidents Chapter 25 | Surprise _______________________ "No way!" "Uwah! He's so hot!" "Is he seriously going to stand in for our teacher today?" "Who's the other guy standing at the door? Could it be his servant?" "I wonder what he is going to teach us for mathematics. Algorithm? Wait, am I even on the right page?" Amidst the loud chatters that erupted among the students, Tsuna is frozen in his seat, not moving nor twitching. He just looked like he is in pure shock. Seijuuro looked at him in amusement, slightly surprised that his friend is acting this way towards the stand-in teacher. He previously had no problem with new teachers, why is he an exception? The teacher in substitution for their absent Maths teacher --believed to have caught the flu-- has stylishly messed up hairstyle, a pair of geeky glasses perked at the bridge of his nose. His chocolate eyes were bright and he wore an attractive smile. All the ladies swooned a

Omg, I'm not used to the new blogger look after so long. It's a nice and fresh clean change all right, but I think I need time getting used to this. Not to mention, the major UI change in Wattpad. Goodness, gracious! The search bar is now at the bottom with everything else. I'm used to the centre button being the centre button, but now, it's the friggin library.  Less talk, more work done . I present the next shot of "Presidents".

Presidents Chapter 23 | Sing ________________________ It was a holiday, a public holiday, and the unbreakable duo had set time aside to accompany each other. Away from the papers. Away from pressure. They sat in a fast-food restaurant, quietly munching on their burgers despite being able to afford a grandiose, expensive lunch. The brunet stirred his coffee and huffed in boredom. "Seijuuro, what should we do now?" Said redhead glanced up, shrugged his shoulders before diverting his attention back to his phone. Tsuna huffed and looked out of the window. He scanned around quietly before a bright glittery sign caught his eyes. He slammed his hand in front of him, eyes glittering as he declared. "Let's go sing!" Without another word, the redhead is pulled to a small room in the karaoke centre, scrolling through the karaoke system to choose a song. While the brunet had trouble trying to look for a song, the redhead caught a title that seemed interesting to hi

Presidents Chapter 22 | Copy _____________________ "Akashi-cchi! I'm so glad we're able to have joint practice today -ssu!" A cheery blond cheered and immediately attacked Seijuuro with a big hug. Said red head shuddered a little but maintained his cool, kindly accepting the bear hug from his former teammate before hinting for the other to release him. He needs the air but he was not going to say it. Though the blond did not catch the hint, he removed himself from his former captain. Suddenly, his eyes darted around, as if finding someone in particular. Seijuuro tilted his head in question, puzzled as to why he was acting that way. "Kise, who or what are you looking for?" "Where's that boy that whacked you on your head after the first winter cup in high school-?" A glare was shot at him, as well as a murderous aura. Kise felt a shiver down his spine and turned to the other immediately. The red head had a blank expression but a mismatch

Presidents Chapter 21 | Bully _______________________ "Ah, Kuroko-san, ohisashiburi -desu!" The brunet greeted, tucking his basketball under his arm. The shadow player smiled and returned him the favour, getting interested in the other's capabilities. "What are you doing out here so early, Sawada-san?" Tsuna shrugged his shoulders and grinned at his widest. He spun the ball on his finger before bouncing it against the ground, only to return it under his arm again. "My tutor has always told me that a morning workout is best. It's something like a daily routine by now." Kuroko cocked an eyebrow. The brunet dribbled the ball to the centre of the street court, made his stance and threw the ball into the air. His companion watched in awe as the ball cut through the stale air and made it into the basket, scoring a neat goal. He then turned to the blue head and gestured at the ring. "A game?" His reply was an excited nod. Who would not w

Presidents Chapter 20 | Gone ____________________ "Neh, Muro-chin~" "What is it, Atsushi?" "I found this pack of potato chips at the convenience store and saw this advertisement. Do you think coach will allow us to go?" Atsushi waved the empty packet at his friend, showing the other the advertisement that he mentioned. Stand a chance to win cash prizes if you attend this event happening at the sports park on XX-JUNE-20XX. Simply flash this advert to the staff, play a match with other teams and you may just walk away with three big packs of sweets. "Muro-chin" sighed. It is no wonder why Atsushi would suddenly be so hyped about basketball. Sweets. Just then, small letterings that appeared at the corner of the advert stood out to him. He narrowed his eyes and read the context. "Brought to you by Rakuzan high... I don't think coach would have a problem with this, I hope..." Atsushi gave the other a lazy nod. "Ah sou~ Then can

Presidents Chapter 19 | Second __________________________ Tsuna tapped on his clipboard, getting the attention of the group in front of him. "Please stop relying on Seijuuro-san for the scores. You're wearing him thin, as well as allowing the other team members to know what we are planning. For now, I'm subbing the redhead out of the team. Kei (an OC) will substitute his role as the point guard." The brunet instructed, a thoughtful look marred on his face. They no longer had their experienced phantom player, only a new rookie that had just begun learning the ropes of the disappearing act. Kei may be suitable for the job, but he was not the best about the skill, unlike the other veteran on the other group. Heck, they could feel the chill down their spines whenever they encounter the light blue head. Seirin is a team that is extremely new on the field. Yet, they clinched championship the year before, gaining them the new limelight from all the basketball teams

Presidents Chapter 18 | Blue ________________________ It is a blue Saturday. The skies are blue. The globe is blue. The brunet seated at the corner of Maji burger is blue. The red blotches in front of him smirked, swinging a piece of French fries playfully. They were both equally... Bored. "Oi, Tsuna." "What is it, Seijuuro-san?" Said redhead merely hummed, nodding his head after receiving his best friend's mundane reply. Good enough. However, Tsuna was ticked. With a low voice, nearly a whisper, he asked. "Did you just call my name for the sake of doing it?" He should not have asked. This person does not bother hiding his mischiefs at all. He watched the redhead widen his grin, just like a certain marshmallow-loving albino that he knows. He banged his head on the table, not wanting to look at that face anymore. "Why did I ask? It was so dang obvious!" Came a muffled statement. Seijuuro stifled a laugh. Earlie

Presidents Chapter 17 | Rumours ________________________ The council members were jolly yet they spoke not a single word to their friends. They hid their grins with utmost effort and it paid off... I think? Tsunayoshi flipped through the high stacks on paper again, ensuring that all of them had his signature, the principal's approval and the student council's report stated clearly on it.  School activities had already ended, giving him silence and utter concentration on his job. His council members worked silently beside him, occasionally breaking into awkward grins while watching their president work his head off. Seijuuro merely helped to reorganise everything neatly because the brunet's table is too cluttered with papers.  After an hour, the scratching sound from the pen stopped and the flipping of papers stopped. Tsuna stood up and stretched himself, cracking his sore joints to the 'pop' sound. He flung his hands into the air and surre