It was the weekend, and school started on Monday. Rito had gone shopping with Mikan the days before, today was different though he had decided to work out, standing in front of the mirror he looked at him self. Skinny and no muscles in sight.
Changing into workout clothes he bought from the store he headed out,arriving at the door he yelled out to Mikan
" in going out for a run I'll be back" and so he did his work out was in set. It consisted of
100 pushups, 100 squats 100 sit-ups and 10 kilometer run one way.
He was determined to do it, whatever he couldn't do his flames boosted him by healing his muscles
returning home after another 10 kilometer run
He walked to the bathroom, stopping at the door he yelled out
"Mikan would you bring me a change of clothes please?" Hearing noises upstairs he decided that was a yes on Mikan side
Removing his dirty clothes and turning on the shower head, he turned to the door as Mikan entered with his change and her own
"Let's shower" said Mikan as she removed her own clothes, without giving him any chance to respond she directly got under the running water, sitting on a stool she asked him to was her hair. Troubled Rito began to say
"You can't just barge in like that"
Not caring Mikan ignored him
Time passed and a bored rito decided since he's improving himself he should get a hobby.
"Should I start a sport? Yamamoto was good at baseball, Ryohei was into boxing even Gokudera did piano as a kid" ponders his decision he wanted to improve on the stuff he was bad at
"I'll try…soccer and how about gardening…. How hard can it be"
It was almost like if God was hearing him because it was hard, one might say extremely hard.
The first time he tried kicking a ball he completely missed it and fell face first into a puddle of mud. The weird part about it was that it hadn't rained it a couple of days considering rain season ended a week ago.
Planting ended in disappointment, he decided to grow a plant named Zanzibar Gem supposedly it was a beginner plant easy to grow.But it never sprouted he watered it daily gave it lots of sunlight he even bought the best fertilizer. A few weeks of nothing had him singing lullaby's and cradling a pot full of dirt. Searching around the pot, it seemed like he forgot to put the seed in.
Deciding his study's should bring him different results he determinately opened his algebra 1 book. He instantly fell asleep. His algebra book seemed to gaze down upon him almost like if he were a worm. FOR HE WAS ALGEBRA D. EQUATION.
This was one of his darkest moments even the thought of what happened brought him shame.
As regret filled his heart, his mighty sky flames erupted.
" I WILL BECOME THE BEST SOCER PLAYER IN THE WHOLE WORLD, NO PLANT WILL EVER DIE IN MY CARE, NO TEST SHALL EVER GET IN MY WAY!!!!" he screamed out loud
With the power of his dying will he kicked a soccer ball, he studied for an hour, he even remembered to plant the bom… the seed. He planted the seed.😑
TIME SKIP NO JUTSU
A month had passed he was already in school, he had made new friends, he joined the soccer team and was playing center forward. He was good at it now. He began to grow muscles at a fast rate his flames quickly healed his muscles allowing for an easy gain. After school he began to take care of the school flowers. His grades started to improve with his hyper focus studying became easier. He had more control over his flames now, easily turning them on he could even launch fire balls without his x-gloves
Life was good nothing could ruin it or bring it down.
His birthday soon came with joy and happiness for Rito, he was no longer the no good Tsuna from before. He had also received great gifts especially the one from Reborn, he came through with a mist box weapon and a ring to Chanel his flames and open it.
Considering he had sky flames he could use any attribute box weapon, although not as strong as the original attribute.
The box weapon allowed him to clone himself up to 10 times although it wasn't so durable popping after a really good hit, the good side was that he could learn anything the clone did considering it was connected to his flames.
It was the best gift he could receive he was now 14, his life seemed to only improve. NOTHING and I mean nothing would ever change, he was living the life.
ANOTHER TIME SKIP NO JUTSU
for the past couple of months he was the happiest kid in the world. It was now April and school ended late May. Although he did quit soccer, he had to make more time for Mikan as she was getting older and was somehow getting more and more mature, and he wanted to make more memories for her childhood.
As Rito ended his work out, he noticed an old man getting a full spartan kick to the chest, sending him to the floor painfully. Rito soon began to jog towards the old man worried about him. The man who kicked the old man spoke angrily.
"Dont you ever approach my wife again!! Or next time you're dead" about to kick the old man in the face Rito quickly stepped in.
"STOP!!! Don't you think he's hurt enough"
Spoke Rito sternly. The man turned to looked at him with an angry expression, but his expression did a 180 upon looking at his defined muscles
"Your right kid the this old man should have learned his lesson anyways. Goodbye.
The man was almost like a speck with how fast he booked it.
"Thank you young man, how about I reward you" not wanting a reward Rito quickly began to shake his head and began to speak
"No need anyone in my positi-"
"It's a good luck charm" like a magic trick Rito almost teleported to the old man
"Well I could always use some luck😇"said rito
"We can always use luck. Now then stay still"extending his arms like if he was about to preform a magic trick. he yelled in a language ou of this world
" I ⊣╎⍊ᒷ ||𝙹⚍
ꖌ╎リ⊣ᓭ ꖎ╎ʖ╎↸𝙹
l⚍ᓵꖌ 𝙹⎓ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ !¡ᒷ∷⍊ᒷ∷ℸ ̣
t𝙹⚍ᓵ⍑ 𝙹⎓ !¡ꖎᒷᔑᓭ⚍∷ᒷ "
Almost like if the old man was Roshi himself he was attacked by an intense light blinding him for a couple seconds.
Rito soon heard the old man speak
"I give you this charm in hopes you make good use of it, as I have in my teens. Good luck my kind boy"
Gaining clarity and looking around Rito soon found the old man nowhere to be seen.