Yayyy! It's a new story! Lately I've been thinking, what if Tsuna could curse someone to death? It's a strange idea, that's why I decided to write a story about it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
Please read and enjoy the story!
Death.
He doesn't know what to say about it. He doesn't know how to describe it. The only thing he knows is that his heart feels heavy, he feels tired, exhausted, he wants to sleep. He can't. Not without nightmares.
Nightmares about people , dead people. In one moment he wishes to be normal. To not have this strange ability. Then at the other moment , he takes the wish back. He remembers that life is hard , that maybe he is a bit addicted to this power. Maybe he needs help , but he doesn't want it. He doesn't know if it worths it, it's awful, he knows it , it feels awful too. But it's part of his own existence and he has grown possessive of it.
My power, my ability. Mine Mine Mine...
It started when he was eight years old. He remembers the day , the weather, the people. He doesn't want to forget. The woman was a friend of his mother. A kind woman, always smiling , maybe that's why she had become friends with his mother. He doesn't know , he doesn't care. The woman is dead for years now and the one responsible for her death is him.
Nobody knows about this. Nobody will ever know about this.
It was her fault, she had it coming, he tells himself. It's a lie.
It's always a lie.
He did it to help his mother, because the flirting between that woman and his father had lasted the whole weekend. Of course , being a child didn't understand that kind of thing back then. But he remembers his mother crying. Nana doesn't speak to that woman again. Not after that weekend. Tsuna puts two and two together in his mind and comes to the conclusion that the woman is at fault for his mother sadness and crying.
That woman must disappear.
She must die...
Then, his mother will be happy again. It is the only thing that matters.
That's what he tells himself.
For days he becomes obsessed. He dreams of how he wants the woman to die , the details , the place , even the date.
He wishes too hard for it.
But nothing happens. He feels dissapointed and relieved at the same time.
He decides to move on with his life, as if he didn't wish for someone's death for days.
He never does.
Because, the fateful day comes and suddenly his eyes are opened wide , he breaths with difficulty, he can't even move. He's terrified.
He wants to cry and call for his mother. He opens his mouth , to shout for help.
Instead of that, he sees a vision.
The woman dying. Car accident. Oh no!
It is exactly how he had wished it to be.
He screams. His mother comes into his room, worried.
She finds him on the floor.
For the next days, he isolates himself. He wonders if his curse had really killed that woman.
Because that's what it was. A curse.
Oh yes , it's all your fault. A voice whispers in his mind.
He believes it.
The next day he goes with his mother at the woman's grave. He leaves a white lily there.
A flower suitable for funerals.
He apologises and swears that he won't do it again.
He lies. He smiles.
Of course he will do it again.
By the time he becomes twelve , ten people are dead by his curses.
Imagine the nightmares.
His school grades are too low. His classmates call him Dame-Tsuna. He doesn't have friends.
He doesn't care.
After all, if things become too difficult, maybe he can curse the whole world to die, right?
Right?