AN: Hey guys! Didn't get this out as fast as I wanted, but that's okay. I though I'd try my hand at a less common character. I hope you all like it! Let me know!
Disclaimer: Didn't own KHR last I checked! Just like to play with it, that's all.
Ryohei had always been loud. Ever since he was a child, his voice had always filled up any room or house or building or area that he was in. Silence was a stranger in the older Sasagawa's life, something that often caused others' ire. Ryohei's noisy attitude had often brought frowns and shouting from the rest of the tenth generation of Vongola. Fighting and remarks at his dimwitted and nonsensical shouting often occurred when the boxer was around. His boisterous attitude rubbed others in the wrong way at some times, but at others, his energy was exactly what his friends needed to get up and keep going. He was a steady presence in the lives of the tenth generation. Rhyohei had never seemed to change and was always ready to listen to those around him about their problems. The trouble came when the shouting stopped.
Ryohei had always been loud. But now, he wasn't. His still body and stoic expression were matched by his silent mouth, something that was a shock to all who knew the man. Ryohei was loud, he was energetic, he was a force of nature. But when news arrived of his sister and wife being attacked while on their way back to the mansion from a regular visit to Japan, the reality of what may happen to those two wonderful women in his life made silenced Ryohei. His artificial calm put everyone that he met with on edge, from Tsunayoshi to Kyoya and everyone in between. The depressed state of the Sun Guardian slowed all action inside of the mansion to a crawl. All action, that was, except that which went to finding the man's wife and sister.
Ryohei has always been loud. When the two women that he had been worrying about walked through the doors of the mansion, Ryohei was on his feet as though he had been burned by the very sun he embodied. Shouting and crying and gestures of relief were abundant in the trio's reunion. Ryohei loudly professed his gratitude for the women's safe arrival and apologized profusely for not being able to help find them or find them sooner. He was quickly forgiven, which only cause another round of shouting and crying for all parties. The tenth generation rejoiced at the return of their Sun's exuberance. After all, he was the sun at its zenith. The noon sun should never be muted or quiet.
Ryohei had always been loud. It was when he went quiet that all around him knew to beware. After all, the Noon Sun was bright and drew in the attention of all those around, but both those who looked too closely and those who paid no attention at all knew: it was also the Noon Sun which would burn the most harshly at a moment's notice.