President | Epilogue

Presidents

Chapter Epilogue

It has been years, four to five years, give or take since they had last met, each of them busy with their own lives as corporate heirs and bosses of their people. Yet, they managed to keep in contact for the last few years, each updating about their lives and their friends' horrible life jokes.

"International calls are expensive, you know?"

"Why are complaining when your pockets are abysmal? And when did you say that we can meet up again, with the rest?"

"I grew up in a savvy household, mind you, not with my wealthy grandparents. I'm no spendthrift. And I said that we can meet up during the golden week, that one week of break. Would you want to come over or should go to you?"

"I would prefer if you guys come over, since not everyone can afford the expensive air tickets to Italy, and I'm not paying either."

"All right then. See you in a few weeks time!"

The brunet put down the phone, smiling widely while looking at the ceiling, completely forgetting the boy who was seated in front of him while doing his homework. Lambo stared at his adopted older brother with an incredulous look, wondering what got him to make such a *ahem* stupid smile.

"Tsuna-nii, you're freaking me out."

Instead of frowning at him like how he always did when he was directly or indirectly insulted, the brunet leaned towards the boy and the silly grin widened.

"What do you think about having a one week holiday?"

The redhead stood outside his school, waiting for his peers to arrive. He had sent out the notice to gather at the gates already as they were going somewhere that day, and no one is to defy his orders. He tapped his foot impatiently on the ground, slightly tempted to tap dance on the spot but that would taint his reputation.

He whipped out his mobile, about to text everyone all over again when a high preppy voice, followed by two different flat ones, rang in the air.

"Akashi-kun!"

"Hello."

"Cheese."

He pocketed his device and smiled at them, happy that someone was punctual for the meetup. He waved at them as they jogged to right up in front of him. A green head soon appeared, his right hand carrying an abnormally square plastic bag (they are usually rectangular). Seijuuro quirked an eyebrow at him, silently asking what was in the bag. He had a hunch though.

"Lucky item, but also for Sawada to sign. Not for me, but my sis."

And the redhead nodded, mentally snickering at Midorima's half-assed answer. Clearly he brought the things just for the brunet to sign for himself.

While they waited a little more for the purple giant (not Barney) to arrive, the pink head threw him a bunch of questions.

"When are they going to arrive, Akashi-kun?"

"Where are we going to go after meeting them?"

"Are most of Sawada-kun's friends from Italy?"

Kuroko and Seijuuro chuckled at her inquisitive behaviour while Aomine sighed at her. Midorima's face remained impassive, like always.

"They've been in Japan for three days already. Tsuna and I had planned out the things we're going to do after we meet up, and no, half of them are from Japan, one from France I believe, and the remaining three from Italy. I had been warned by him about his friends though..."

The redhead glanced down, wondering what the brunet meant when the long-awaited purple giant, along with a group of boisterous people, approached him.

"Sorry Aka-chin, I'm late." Said male threw him a glare before waving his apology away, knowing that Murasakibara is like that, doing things at his own pace. He then looked behind him, eyes lighting up instantly.

"Tsuna! It's been a while!"

Said brunet gave Seijuuro a hug and returned a bright smile. "Likewise!" He then looked over the red head's shoulder, waving at his friends who he had not seen for a long time. Tsuna ignored the trashing and shouting behind, knowing that it is impossible to keep them down.

"Are they your guardians?"

"Unfortunately, yes." He sighed.

"Oya oya, you fish. What do you mean by 'unfortunately'?" He sighed again, tired to tell the pineapple off.

"It's a fact, Mukuro. Don't worry, I'm still glad that it's you people that are my guardians, not some other Tom, Dick or Harry."

Seijuuro gave him an amused stare, laughing mentally at the group. Tsuna pushed him lightly on the shoulder, himself sniggering at his friends.

"Now," the brunet turned to him. "Where are we going?"

They began to walk away from the two groups, a silent signal that they should be following as well. The groups began to mix around while following their leaders, talking about their many misadventures and jokes that happened in high school.

"Let's go to the okonomiyaki restaurant down the seventh street. I'm sure you haven't eaten lunch yet. I can't get enough of them after trying that with Hayama-senpai."

"Oh? You still keep in contact with Hayama-san? How're the others then?"

"Let's talk about it over food. I'm famished!"

~The End~