Hahaha, long time no see guys! ^^"

So basically this fic has been stuck in my notebook in which I doodle/write in to kill time hahaha. I finally had enough willpower to type it out orz so yeah hahaha /shot ^^"

Damn I feel really awkward after a long time of not writing ffs (I just feel like my multi-chap fic is too crappy!)

So... hopefully you'll enjoy this one-shot!

I was useless. I still am now, I guess.

Tsuna stared at his window, and gazed at the dark silence stretching beyond his line of sight. Glancing at Reborn, he breathed a sigh of relief as he realized that his Spartan tutor, Reborn, was asleep.

Tsuna knew. He knew that he had changed, regardless of how crazy things were every day, or how slow his progress was.

But he knew that he had changed.

Raising his wrist up above his eyes, Tsuna traced the faint scars on his frail wrist as he lay on his bed. Traced what he had known were his cuts from the past before the infant devil spawn barged into his house, and his life, with a crazy green chameleon as a gun.

Self-inflicted, his mind supplied, reminding him of how pathetic he had felt then. Before, his life had felt meaningless all the time, and all he had thought was that there was no point trying anymore, that all he had wanted to do was give up.

After all, it's not like anyone could take being kicked at, being pinned down, being picked on every day of your life, every time you tried. He had masked it, purposely. Acting 'No good' all his life, never doing anything to change it.

He had masked who who was, who he could have been, for he had simply given up. He wasn't stupid. In contrary, he just needed proper teaching. He could have pulled his grades up, but he didn't. he could have made friends, but he had none.

He hated, no, despised being called a cheater, a liar for improving suddenly.

After all, that was what his father was, and Tsuna would never want to be like that father of his.

Tsuna sighed quietly, before glancing at the sleeping Reborn again. Just when he had given up, he came. And Reborn knew.

He knew that Tsuna was depressed deep inside, broken down.

But no, that didn't stop him from sending 'Dame-Tsuna' a barrage of kicks and other crazy stuff. It didn't stop him from telling Namimori's most horrible student that he would be a mafia boss of all things.

But no matter how crazy it was, it had given Tsuna hope. Tsuna didn't care about how crazy and twisted it had sounded, but as long as that hope and joy he had felt from making new friends -true friends-, he would take it all. Even when he had to go through absolute hell to keep it that way, he would grasp that chance.

And because of this tiny hope, he had spread his wings. Passing hope on to Yamamoto, showing Gokudera that he had someone to trust, and to Chrome, who had never felt what love was.

He had broken free from the wicked chains of depression that he was once caught in, chains which led to eternal darkness.

He was the sky, but without the other elements, he was nothing, only a plain, dull blue sky. But the elements couldn't live without their sky either.

"Dame-Tsuna, I know you're awake. Go back to sleep." A high pitched voice echoed through his room, breaking what used to be silence.

Shrieking quietly, Tsuna apologized before silence reigned yet again.

Just as Tsuna gradually fell into the clutches of his sleep, a faint yet warm smile ghosted over his face.

Maybe, just maybe, he wasn't so useless anymore after all.

*End*

A-Ano... I hope you liked it guys! I was pretty worried about posting this cos' it seemed a little touchy... But I hope it's fine!

Feel free to point out any mistakes, hahaha! I didn't really manage to proof-read this...

Thanks for reading and try to review if you can! OTL