Katekyo Hitman Reborn is not mine. It is Akira Amano's.
He was no good. Pathetic really. Tsuna failed at he most simplistic tasks. When he had joined elementary school no one had missed this fact. It wasn't a surprise that destiny too had frowned upon him.
Soulmarks. The most flawless human quality. Two souls fated, as a perfect match. Most would become romantic relationships other however were familiar or friendships undying love. The mark came for most a the age of five, give or take a month. Everyone had a mark by their sixth birthday. But oh so kind fate would too be cruel to Tsunayoshi.
Awaking on his sixth birthday, he was nervous and excited. He had always admired the small glittering star on the side of his mother's knee. She had sighed happily when she talked about the mark the matched his fathers and told him "One day Tsu-kun you will have your own and know that somewhere there is a perfect person for you." She had said it with such an air of wishful love, he couldn't wait for the day when he could have his own. The sun was barely rising as he tugged at sleeves and pants of his sleepwear hoping to find the mark. He had checked daily with no avail but today would have to be different he was six, it had to be there. When he had failed to find it on his own, Tsuna raced to his mother's room. She sleepily smiled as he jumped on her bed and arising check her son over. He looked at her as her mother as she told him that there was no mark. "Don't worry Tsu-kun, you arrived into the world a few days early so I'm sure it will come soon," Something in her eyes and voice showed she didn't fully believe it either.
Life continued and the marks never appeared. Neither spoke of it. In the few times his father came home over the the course of Tsuna's life he never even mentioned it, neither did his grandpa who came irregularly with Iemitsu. By second grade he was already known as useless Tsuna and switched his life goal to becoming a giant robot. Of course, life didn't get better, he remained smaller and weedier. Kids made jokes about everything and anything. He grades, sporting ability and his soulmark. No one knew he didn't have one, but that didn't stop them speculating what poor person ended up with such a dame partner. As elementary school passed, and Tsuna never did pass a test, middle school came. By this point he had resided to having no one but his mother and spent his time gaming.
It wasn't until Reborn entered his life that he hated to eventually many years in the future admit things fell into place. Not that they fell into place with any sort of graceful sense. There was a lot of screaming, violence and force used to get the pieces together. Screaming on Tsuna's part. Violence and force used by Reborn.
At some point in time, Tsuna would discover the delicate gold and silver music notes that were scattered across Gokudera's body. Some were on his ankle, others on his hip bone or on the back of his neck and down his spine. There were two very faint, small notes below his eyes that blended into his pale skin that Tsuna had not noticed until Yamamoto pointed them out one day. The silver haired boy blushed, and this brang them out on top of the redness, and told the tall boy to keep his mouth shut. Bianchi would tell Tsuna the Gokudera's mother had the same music notes littering her cheeks. It was one of the most charming and beautiful parts of the women and it would link them together forever. When they were 19, Gokudera would personally tell him the story of his mother and speak of how he was always enchanted by the love of the silver haired lady with the notes that shone in the sun.
Yamamoto, the who would become the popular all star of the baseball possessed a small wilted rose behind his left ear, visible due to his short cropped hair. It was a beautiful mixture of a bright shining blue and a soft pastel sky blue. Disappointment was prevalent amongst the girls in the first weeks of term as his mark failed to complement their own. But the kind smiles and friendly attitude who give them hope that maybe it was not a mark of romance. Later in the year one girl would gain the courage to ask if Yamamoto happened to know who his partner was. As usual he gave his signature grin, "My old man says it matches my Mother's." The girl struggled to say much back. No one was sure what had to the player's mother but it was known she had passed when he was very young. Later in his life Tsuna would notice how when the dazzling smile was forced a hand would travel up to the side of head in a fake scratch. He couldn't help but wonder whether he was seeking comfort in the knowledge of his and his mother's perfect love. The Vongola mansion when the moved to Italy in the future was decorated with family photos. In the private lounge a small photo would hang above the fire show a smile couple with a baby. The woman's neck had the same wilted red rose.
Ryohei had a long tangled flowering vine wrapping around the top half of his right arm. Initially everyone has assumed it had belonged to his beloved sister. This was proved wrong when he eventually mentioned in passing that Kyoko swan on her shoulder instead. One would expect a man as brash, loud and outgoing to show off his marking at every meeting with new people. However the only reason it was visible was because of boxing. Whenever the topic came up in a passing conversation or a general teasing comment from Reborn, he would blush and stutter like the vine had reached up and was choking him. This only seemed to worsen after the future. No one else had seen the photo of him and the beautiful women who had a matching vine exposed crawling down her left arm.
Chrome and Mukuro would reveal that they shared a soulmark after Mukuro was released from Daemon following Shimon. The boys had all seen the large birdcage resting on the right of Chrome abdomen over the years. She didn't talk much and they didn't want to pry information off the silent women. When she would sleep Tsuna could see how she curled around the mark. As they helped the wounded Mukuro they had removed the shirt to check his injuries. It wasn't a shock to know that the couple's life was intertwined as it was just a general surprise. When Chrome was removed as a member of Kokuyo gang, the weight of the knowledge of the rejection worried all the family. No one should have been more perfect, more meant of Mukuro than Chrome. They watched on as Chrome gained her footing, standing beside Mukuro, overcoming her sickness, gain her organs, fighting on the third and fourth day as her own person. She was strong, independent and driven by the desire to protect. They weren't sure how thing went down between the couple. Mukuro continued to be in and out of their life and while they continued to share the title of Chrome took main stage as the Tenths powerful and feared mist guardian.
Though Tsuna was sure he had seen Mukuro's hand resting on this abdomen in a way which was far more than coincidental.
When they came back from the future he was surprised the next morning. As usual he had been awoken by Reborn late and was in his morning rush to arrive at school on time. But when he was struggling to pull his half buttoned shirt over his head he caught a glimpse of his collarbone in a mirror. There imprinted was 7 coloured circles that lined his left clavicle. Red, blue, purple, green, yellow and two indigos. He stared and watched as they flickered like candle. Like flames. Suspiciously like dying will flames. "Good work Dame Tsuna," Reborn's voice snapped him out of his trance, "You and your guardians are truly united. Nono will be happy," Tsuna shrieked as usual and demanded to know what Reborn had done to him, "Dame Tsuna. I haven't done anything. Aren't you happy to have received your soulmark?" Soulmarks. After all these years it had come. It didn't matter at that second if they were forged by the mafia. There they were a symbol of friendship and utter trust.
"Mum!" he yelled racing and tripping down the stairs, as she appeared from the kitchen with a confused look on her face. She had partly opened her mouth to speak before she too noticed the marks.
"Oh Tsu-kun I knew it would come one day. I'm so proud of you," she said pulling her child into her arms. Bianchi and the children emerged from the kitchen, the women saying something about loves power and a "Congratulations Tsu-nii," from the youngers. The doorbell rang and Tsuna was reminded of the time and had to pull away. Outside Gokudera and Yamamoto were standing and they too both rushed to pull down the collars showing off a bright orange circle which was undoubtedly Tsuna's flame.
News spread like wildfire through the school after Yamamoto's baseball practice. They team had seen him changing and hadn't missed the bright burning for the mark. When questioned he proudly responded it matched to Tsuna's and too by relation Gokudera's. The school who had already questioned the friendship between the three boys was appalied that too of the hottest guys in school where fated with DameTsuna. It didn't help when the captain of the boxing team arrived with another of the orange marks yelling about the "Extreme friendship!" they had. Tsuna shrunk back into the chair as eyes in the room turned to stare at him. Gokudera protectively glared back before Kyoko approached with Hana at her side.
"Tsu-kun, congratulation, please take care of my brother. He can be quite a handful," she giggled.
Before Gokudera responded with a harsh 'it's not the Tenths responsibility to take care of the idiot" Hana spoke up "Isn't it strange that they appeared so late? You all had soulmarks already too," Looking at Tsuna in the eye, "Show us," she demanded. A shocked "Hana-chan" resounded from Kyoko. Unbeknown to the boys, the two girls had long know who the vine that wrapped around Ryohei's arm paired with. Hana's eyes met with the boxer who blushed and made a loud escape from the room, still recovering from the photo he saw in the future. Tsuna had instantly caved to commanding voice and tugged to show the colours. The class gathered around after hearing the commotion all staring at the marks that were showing.
Stepping forward Yamamoto's charming voice broke the tension in the air. "Come on guys, leave Tsuna alone,"
Gokudera stood at Yamamoto's side pulling some dynamite from his pockets, "Back away from the Tenth before I blow you to pieces." He hissed. Kyoko was already giving a rushed apology about her friend and pulling the other girl away while the other classmate scattered.
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