A/N: Yup~ Another KHR Fanfiction. This time with a Dark/Insane! Tsuna.
Disclaimer: I do not own KHR, if I did, it would have ended better :/
Chapter 1:
The room was a beautiful wallpapered blue, with navy and cream stripes littering the lighter, faded blue background. Honey eyes trailed down this wall, looking over every detail, every crack in the wallpapered surface until reaching the cherry wood floor. They scanned their way over to the pure white embroidered table cloth draped gently over the small round table, the spider-web design falling just to the floor. The eyes focused on the center of the table, where a small plate of cookies and two pale blue teacups facing each other down across the table, steam no longer rising from the brown liquid inside. Two plain wooden chairs were behind each teacup, one of them being occupied by a small, thin brunet. His wild, unbrushed and unruly, hair fell over his eyes, covering the top half of his face, however, his honey brown eyes shone through the mess. Under his left eye was a small blue diamond tattoo.
He wore an oversized white shirt, whose neck fell down past one of his shoulders, leaving his collar bone and neck exposed. Around said neck was a navy choker with white lace. His hands twisted in his lap, fidgeting. His jeans were a faded black and he had blue and black ribbons tangling up his arms. His bare feet kicked at the dusty ground, the nails a royal blue, matching his nails on his hands. His eyes bored into the door, and he clicked his tongue irritably. His eyes flicked to the clock. The hands on said clock betrayed him, showing that he was late, once again, by hours, not minutes. Out the window, the sun prepared to set, lengthening and deepening the shadows around him. The brunet shivered, bringing his legs up onto the chair and hugging his knees. His eyes widened and became more and more horrified with each passing second as the shadows seemed to reach out towards him, creeping over the ground. The first shadow brushed him, and he stiffened, stifling a scream. Soon the shadows surrounded him and he had nowhere to hide. He buried his head into his knees, the tears flowing and the horror taking over. He screamed, and screamed until he was hoarse, collapsing into sobs and fits as the darkness swallowed him whole.
His eyes opened, focusing on the cold hard floor in front of his face. He reached a hand up towards his face and stared at it dully. How did he end up on the floor? He rolled over onto his back, staring at the cobweb covered ceiling. Sunlight trickled across the room, showing the first signs of dawn. His eyes focused on the still empty table and his face twisted in rage. His hand darted out, grabbing the tablecloth, and he pulled, sending the china all over the floor and gashing his hand. He brought the hand up to his face numbly, watching the blood trickle into the ribbons, staining them slightly. He felt no pain? Nothing at all. The corners of his mouth turned up and he giggled. NO PAIN! His smile turned crazed and he fell into a fit of uncontrollable laughter, blood dripping onto his face. His laughter eventually subsided into giggling.
"No pain." He chuckled. "I feel nothing." He giggled some more, standing up, swaying from the blood loss. He looked again at the empty chair and his laughter stopped all together. He glared at the chair before overturning it in rage. His eyes flashed a bright orange as he growled. He would make him pay for leaving him alone, and for all the troubles he has caused. He smiled ferally(*).
"Just you wait." He had waited too long. Now was his turn for his long awaited revenge.
A/N: Please R&R! I hope you liked it!
(*) I'm not sure if this is the correct spelling, please correct me if I'm wrong! ^^ Thanks!