When he woke up, he didn't remember who he was, what he was, or anything in general.
It was such a scary feeling. You were there, but you knew nothing. Not about your surroundings, not about yourselves, you don't even have any precious memories to cling to. He was scared.
As he wondered where he was, his eyes flitted to the mirror that was placed in front of him and shrieked. So... was that how he looked like? He had spiky gravity defying brown hair, large brown eyes, and his face was feminine. He wondered if he had been in trouble because of it.
As curiosity overwhelmed his senses, the brunet (oh yes he knew that), approached the mirror and placed his hand on top of the surface. He watched his reflection did the same thing with the same curious and confused stare.
"Hello, child,"
He wanted to shout, but he couldn't. The man with bandaged face appeared behind him, cupping his cheeks with a bandaged hand also. His face lost its previous color and turned pale. "You should have told me that you have woken."There was a disapproval, but he kept his gaze at the mirror, at their reflections.
"But you cannot even do that, can you?"The bandaged man chuckled, his voice sounded so ghastly and otherworldly. He wasn't sure what to do, so he kept staring and staring.
"Child," he looked up towards the bandaged man. "Can you speak?"Could he? He didn't know. "I don't know." Oh, that was how he sounded. His tone was high, so his voice was also feminine.
The bandaged man looked pleased.
"My name is Bermuda von Vichtenstein," he said as he let go of the brunet's shoulder. "You will do well to remember that name, child." Again, he didn't know what to do. "You will do as I say, child, even though we do not meet for months or even years, you will. That is your purpose."Ah, so that was his purpose to be here? To do what this man says...
He nodded. And the man looked pleased once again.
"You shall never speak of this to anyone, child. You will hide the fact that you are mine from anyone, do you understand?"The bandaged man put his hand on top of his cheek as he nod again. Slowly but surely, he began to feel familiarity to this man who said that his life's purpose was to do what he says.
"Very good, child. Now, you can go back to your slumber."The bandaged man's hand moved and covered his eyes, and then he couldn't remember anything else.
When he woke up the second time, there was someone with him, shaking him awake. "Tsuna! Tsuna! Are you okay?" Strange. Who is Tsuna? He rubbed his eyes and adjusted his sight. The one who shook him... looked like him.
"Tsuna?" The stranger asked again. It seemed that by 'Tsuna', the stranger was referring to him. So... he was Tsuna then? But one couldn't be too cautious...
"Who are you? Do you know who I am?" He couldn't be more puzzled when the stranger looked horridly angry, sad, and ashamed, then started to cry as he hugged him.
"Enter, Agent Chrome."
The purple-haired girl took a deep breath and steeled herself as she entered the dark room. The Boss of Estraneo Famiglia and his Guardians were there, peering at her, as she stood alone in the middle of the room.
She didn't speak, because she knew that she wasn't inquired to. "Agent Chrome, you are called today because we want you to do a reconnaissance mission." The boss said as one of his underlings handed her an iPad.
There was a picture of a brown haired boy with a baby who was similar with Agent Mammon. "We want you to find out what the future Vongola Decimo have to do with a cracker with codename: Phantom Two-Seven. We assume that you are aware of our recent misfortune?" They asked, and she nodded.
"Phantom had cracked our database and stole our secret files. And around the same time, the Vongola Decimo had defeated one of our strongest Agents who had been controlling the drug-flow in Kokuyo, Agent Lancia. We want to know if it had to do with anything. Once you found out their connection, you will bring him to us. Do you have any question?"
She took another look to the boy before looking to the darkness. "What is your current guess, boss...?" She spoke quietly.
The man smirked, and he looked oddly content. "My current guess is... Vongola Decimo might be the Phantom himself." She didn't move. "But, I could be wrong. Nobody knew Phantom, except for maybe Vindice, that hacker is a ghost within the world of wires."
"Do you have any other question, Agent Chrome?" She shook her head. "You are dismissed."
With that, the purple-haired girl bowed slightly to the men in front of her and left the room.
"Kyoya. Come in."
The raven-haired teen mumbled something like 'don't order me around', but entered the room anyways. Alaude Feldlerche sat regally on his desk. His hands rested just in front of his face, covering his nose and shadowing his mouth.
"What is it, Uncle?" Herbivore won't ever cut it for this man, but he refused to call him carnivore, so that left him with their familial relation.
"I have a job for you." Both skylarks looked at each other with cold glares. "One of our reports had been stolen by a civilian vermin by the name Phantom Two-Seven." The teen knew this 'civilian vermin'. Phantom Two-Seven had been in the list of the police's most wanted people. And he was as fast as his name.
"This vermin had cracked fifty different databases, some of them belonged to us, and he had stolen thousands of important files, and some of them include our top secret files." Incredulous. They, the strongest police force in Namimori-slash-Japan, had been beaten?
How preposterous.
"Hn. Nothing to do with me." The teen said nonchalantly. "Even though you have been thinking 'How preposterous'?" This was one of parts of Alaude he'd always hated. His bluntness, his velvety German-accented words, and his ability to read people. There was a reason he was the head police in such young age.
"What is it you want me to do?"
Alaude snorted as he showed him a manila folder.
"Tsukamu Sawada, the future boss of Vongola Decimo. I want you to investigate about him."
"Specific reason?"
"He recently took down Lancia, a drug-trafficker in Kokuyo. We have set our sights to him, but Vindice took him first." The teen still hadn't seen any reason for him to hunt this herbivore. Well, maybe except because he was strong, but still not enough.
"I want to know if he had anything to do with Estraneo's recent mass-data-robbery by the same cracker."
Kyoya perked, clearly interested. "Hnn" he muttered and left the room, but Alaude knew that his best detective is on the case now.
There must be something wrong about him.
That was what his intuition had screamed to him the first time he met Tsunayoshi Sawada. The way the little brunet looked at him... it was weird. Weirder than their first meeting.
The future Vongola Decimo, baka-Tsumu, had treated him exactly like how idiots who didn't know who he was treated him. But his younger brother had looked at him horrified, but then it morphed into a hawk-like expression, watching his every move.
Well, Tsuna was stupider than Tsumu, but it didn't change anything. Tsumu had friends, all of them revered to him like he was an entity amongst mortals. Well, Tsumu was, in a sense, much more handsome than his younger twin. He has that regal, domineering, and yet serene aura, qualities which his brother didn't have.
Another thing Reborn desperately wanted to know about the younger twin was his tendency to suddenly cling to Tsumu like there was no tomorrow. And when it happened, Tsumu who usually acted indifferent towards his twin (he's indifferent to everyone) would bring the little brunet to their room and not allow anyone (even Reborn) to enter.
He had tried asking Nana, but she revealed nothing. She never understood her sons that well, especially after a 'hiking trip' Tsuna had taken for a week. Tsumu, who thought that it was weird, followed after his brother and returned two days later.
Then, the kind and lovely Tsumu had changed into someone indifferent while Tsuna, the nervous but kind Tsuna, changed into someone introverted. It always looked like he wanted to say something, but couldn't, or was afraid to do so.
But Reborn couldn't help but feel strange. Supposedly, when he first arrived in the household or from the info he got from Iemitsu, Tsumu and Tsuna were brothers who had nothing in common with each other. One was a popular cool kid while the other was an odd-job doer for the Disciplinary Committee, nothing in common whatsoever. But when he saw it for himself, Tsuna pretended like he only saw Tsumu like everyone else, but when nobody was around to notice (except Reborn of course), the little brunet would watch his brother like a hawk watched its family.
Tsumu, in that aspect, was the same, if not much more intense. He feigned that indifferent look at everyone, but his gaze would turn sad and angry whenever he saw his brother ran around the school avoiding bullies or doing errands for D.C.
And Reborn was no stranger to the gaze Tsumu gave to his brother, he knew it all to well. He often did it as he saw his own, baby-like body…
It was anger and regret.
Hi! I was bored so I made this XD
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