In this world Tsuna's family isn't part of the mafia, but rather from a long line of doll makers. They own a shop which Tsuna is supposed to take over when he's an adult, though Tsuna himself isn't too keen on doing such a thing because owning a doll shop is not very manly... Not that many people consider Tsuna very manly in the first place.
Reborn arrives, and turns his world upside down when he reveals to Tsuna that he has the "flame of life". A flame that can turn dolls into humans for an extended amount of time. On top of that Tsuna has the rare sky flame that can bring any doll to life. Giving Tsuna no choice in the matter he says he will be training the boy to become a Doll Master, just like his legendary ancestor.
In the back of a room littered with doll making tools of all sorts sat a blond haired, amber-eyed man. He draped a long black cape over the shoulders of the doll he was working on. The doll it's self was about eighteen inches, dressed in a pinstriped suit, and has the same exact features as the man. Unruly golden blond hair, a round face with sharp amber eyes, and a small smile. Though the doll's face was with out the age lines that were in the corners of the man's eyes and mouth. The doll's skin was slightly pale, and untouched by freckles, and other blemishes.
The man removed his hands from the doll and smiled, pleased with his work. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on the doll's forehead, like a parent would do to their child before saying softly to the doll. "You will be the greatest little one, I am sorry."
A shadow cast over the man and doll from behind, but the man didn't seem to pay it any attention. Instead fitting a pair of gloves to the doll's hands.
"Giotto, have you quite finished?" A deep, smooth voice asked from behind the blond man.
Giotto, the blond, sighed and sat back though he didn't turn to look at his visitor, "I am. I trust you will see this child returns to my family, Arcobaleno?"
The man behind him nodded, "It will be done." He replied.
Extending a hand Giotto brushed the blond locks of the doll's bangs thoughtfully before his hand traced the curve of the doll's face, and his finger finally rested lightly on its nose. "And you will not tell me what will be done to this child of mine?" Giotto asked mildly.
The man sighed, and gave a patient reply of, "You said it yourself it will be the greatest of dolls. In the right hands he will become the greatest of companions."
Giotto sat there thinking a moment, before he finally stood. "Very well then."
Turning away from his worktable he picked up a dark wood box from a near by counter. A crest was engraved on the lid, and in the center the Roman numeral for 1. Underneath the crest was the word "Cielo". With the box in hand he returned to his worktable, and opened the box, the inside was lined with a dark red silk that seemed to be cushioned. Giotto picked up the doll and placed it into the box with the care one would give their most precious possession.
With the lid securely on the box Giotto picked it up and handed it to the man. "Take care of him." He said.
The man's mouth twitched up in a smirk as he took the box, "It will be done, Ieyasu Sawada."
Giotto watched with a frown as the man turned, and walked out of his workshop closing the door to the outside world behind him with a click. Once the man had left Giotto sunk back into his chair looking tired.
Another door opened, this one closer to Giotto's worktable. Amber eyes slid over in that direction as a little head poked into the room, and looked around curiously.
"Papa?" The little boy asked.
Giotto stood from his chair and beckoned the boy over, "What is it Yoshi?" He asked picking up the boy once he reached Giotto.
"Mama wanted me to tell you that Uncle G is here, and if you're done with that doll for today." The boy, Yoshi, replied as he looked around his father's workshop. "Papa, where did the doll go? I wanted to play with Papa's doll!" He complained.
Giotto laughed as he headed towards the door his son came in from. "Papa finished the doll, so the person who wanted him came and got him. Don't worry though Yoshi, he promised to bring the doll back some day. You can play with him then if you're a good boy."
Yoshi thought about that as Giotto walked into the main sitting room, and set him down so he could greet his friend. Finally he asked, "Papa, what did you name that doll?" He asked.
Both Giotto and G blinked at looked down at the little boy, "Giotto, his name is Giotto. Why do you ask son?" Giotto asked.
"Zh-Zhiii-" Yoshi scrunched up his face as he tried to pronounce the name. "I want a doll like him Papa. Please can you make me a doll like Zh-Zhiotto?"
Again the two friends exchanged a look, and then Giotto knelt down in front of his son, "I'm sorry Yoshi. Papa promised not to make any more dolls."
Yoshi frowned, and looked at the floor thoughtfully as Giotto and G braced them selves for a tearful fit. However then the boy looked back up at his father he wasn't crying, instead he said quite simply, "Then Papa will have to teach Yoshi how to make dolls just like Zhiotto."
True to his word the man returned the doll named Giotto back to Ieyasu Sawada's family. Though not back to Ieyasu himself, but to his adult son a few months after Ieyasu passed away. To this day the doll Giotto is still in the hands of the Sawada family. In the five generations of the family since the doll has been created he has been in the care of nine people, however it's the doll's tenth owner that is thought to be the one who will bring out the doll's full potential.
Even though that person is still just a child.
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