SORRY I HAD TO WRITE IT!!!
Tsuna looked down at his little girl. Her brown hair was tied up in two identical pigtails. She was looking up at him with big copper orange eyes, an arm around a blue blanket with smiley sun and snowflake print.
Just a little over a five years old. She could walk easily, and even run. She was very intelligent. Her intelligence was somewhat questionable at times. The only problem was that she didn't speak. No one was sure why. Even Lambo could speak somewhat properly when he was five. Sure she cried when she was born, but other than that, she never spoke a word. Some people thought that it was just too early for her to speak, but she was too smart for her age not to speak.
When someone suggested she might be mute, Tsuna told them to stop worrying about his little girl. It didn't matter to him whether or not she spoke. She loved him the same and Tsuna loved her the same.
He loved her so much…
She hung onto his slacks with one hand. Her blanket dragging on the ground beside her.
He wasn't sure he could let her go.
She tugged on the fabric.
Saving the future meant…
"What is it princess?"
He might lose his little girl.
She smiled and lifted her arms up, the blanket dragging up along her side.
He wasn't sure…
She jumped up and down slightly.
if he could do it…
Tsuna forced a smile past his sad thoughts and picked his daughter up. He cuddled her to his chest and lifted her up so her face met his own.
Could he do-
Smack.
Two little hands held on to Tsuna's face. He had to blink at first to understand what had just happened. His little girl had slapped her hands together on Tsuna's cheeks.
"Princess…?"
She frowned and bit her lip as if she was thinking really hard. Her eyebrows furrowed together.
"si-sio- s'Okay, papa!"
Tsuna's eyes teared up. His own little girl, broken past her barrier of speech, just to tell him he didn't have to pretend to smile.
"P-papa?" her eyes grew big, worried because her father was watering at his eyes.
Tsuna shook his head and hugged his daughter again.
"It's nothing Yukiko, thank you."
His little girl wrapped her arms around his neck. She whispered something into his ears, and Tsuna cried like he hadn't in twenty years.
"Thank you, my little princess, for everything."
"Don't worry, papa, I won't ever forget you."
With a new future, Tsunayoshi never had a daughter named Yukiko. But never did he forget his little girl.
"Tsuna?"
Tsuna shook his head. His mind lost on other things.
"Sorry, Takeshi," he turned his attention back to his phone, "What did you say?"
"Haha, we were wondering if you wanted anything special for you twentyninth birthday?"
"Oh, nothing really."
"Are you sure?"
Tsuna shot up when he saw something run down the hallway past his office.
"Tsuna?"
"Yeah, hold on Takeshi. I'll call you back."
"Is something wrong?" Takeshi Yamamoto's voice was completely serious.
"No, it's nothing, I'll call you back," Tsuna said quickly worried he might lose sight of the little shadow he was chasing.
He hung up on his friend and stuffed his phone into his pocket. The amount of turns in the base felt endless until he finally stopped at a dead end.
There on the floor was a small blue blanket patterned with yellow suns and white snowflakes, all smiling up at him.
I won't ever forget you.
Haha finding out that Tsuna didn't actually die wasn't that much of a surprise, I kind of had that feeling they used some sort of bullet (i was actually planning to make that a fan fiction, but they published it soooooo oh well~)