Wao it's a new fanfic *gets shot*
I really apologize if it gets confusing, but please don't flame me because they make me cry.
Summary: Tsuna has always been the more fragile one, while Giotto was healthy (and had a brother complex). But even with love, some things are not meant to be…G27? AU and probably OOCness…forgive me…
Just some things to clarify before you read:
This story is AU, so that means…
Mukuro Rokudo is not in Vendicare
Chrome Dokuro and Mukuro Rokudo have separate bodies
Reborn and the rest of the Arcobaleno are in Adult Form
Giotto and his guardians are not part of the first generation
Prologue: The Beginning of the End
Four Years Ago
The funeral was slow and solemn, and dragged on for hours, until the rain started to pour down. The only ones left standing in from of the two graves, was a blond boy with spiky hair, who was holding the hand of his younger burnet brother who had equally spiky hair.
Here lies Sawada Iemitsu and Sawada Nana, RIP.
It all seemed so wrong, A CEDEF leader and his wife, dying in a mere car accident, and leaving their two children behind to fend for themselves. The only thing left behind for them was a lousy box of rings; with weird crest that Giotto, the blond one didn't even know what they stood for on them.
Giotto gripped his little brother, Tsunayoshi's hand more tightly as he bit his lip. How the hell were they supposed to survive now? Sure, Giotto may have been able to find odd jobs here and there to keep him alive until he graduated high school and then got a real job, but Tsuna was different.
When Tsuna was six, he had gotten a lung surgery, and one lung was taken out due to the fact that it was failing. Ever since, Tsuna had seemed to eat less, and his stamina decreased drastically. Giotto would never, ever go to the so called 'haven' called a children's home. If there was one thing his parents had taught them before death, was that family was to stick together no matter what, and there was definitely no guarantee there.
"Mama…*sob*…" Tsuna was sobbing his heart.
Sure, Tsuna may have simply been seven years old, and he may not have understood what death was, but he did understand what people had said about their parents never coming back. He looked up at Giotto. Giotto was his older brother, and the only ray of hope left in his life. But he found it strange. Giotto never was the type to cry like Tsuna did, with tears spilling out everywhere turning into a sobbing mess. Giotto was the type to just stand there, with a couple streaks coming out of his eyes, but it was difficult to differentiate between his tears and the rain that slid down his face.
Unexpectedly, a tall man came out of nowhere and gripped his brother's shoulder. Giotto spun around to face the man, while pulling his little brother (who had stopped sobbing by now, due to the surprise of the sudden appearance of the strange man) closer to him.
"You're both going to catch a cold if you keep standing there," the man's voice was low and husky, and the pounding rain didn't even seem to affect his perfectly curled sideburns. He was tall, and was wearing a fedora with a lizard perched on it.
Giotto glared at the man. He had seen him a couple of times when he came to visit their house, and something told him that he meant trouble. "Who are you?" Giotto hissed.
"My name is Reborn, the world's number one hitman," he stated as he stepped closer to the Giotto, who inched back, still keeping a tight grip on Tsuna.
"What do you want and why are you here?"
"I want you two," Reborn smirked, "To come with me so that I can shape you into the world's greatest mafia boss."
Prologue End
TBC
That was short. Go read chapter one. No flames please! Thank you!
