Seven years ago Sawada Tsunayoshi was declared dead and nobody can prove the contrary... a bit of All27… AU OOC , inappropriate language, boyxboy.
Título: Cieli Spezzati (Broken Skies)
By: Ai-nee san
Rating: M
Pairing: FongXTsuna F27, RebornXTsuna R27, VerdeXTsuna V27
Summary: Seven years ago Sawada Tsunayoshi was declared dead and nobody can prove the contrary...
Warning: Most of characters don't belong to me neither this universe of KHR its Akira Amano's precious work.
Caution: May have some hard yaoi, inappropriate language.
N/A: I decided to start with three pairings to satisfy my will of the three, but it can end with only one couple… who knows….
Prologue
The afternoon was beautiful, a stupid afternoon with a blue sky, fluffy white clouds, birds flying and singing, the sun still high in the sky with a slight breeze that created a stupid harmony that left the pleasant climate and so on.
Don't misunderstand, usually the slender figure who now watched the scene of perfect day with a sour mood, on a normal day, he would love all the scenery described, but not today. That one day be so fucking perfect only made him bitter. That's because, well ... That's because just on that day seven years ago one Sawada Tsunayoshi died
- Have you ever felt happy at that time? - The soft voice of one of the women at the table who accompanied him at afternoon tea asked directly to him, taking him out of his state of contemplation.
- Happy? - The voice is firm, slightly bitter because the memories but smooth since the person who questioned had nothing to do with his past. – I think it would be correct to say that I created a state where my mind assimilate certain moments as moments of happiness, but I don't think were true, because a child lacks the ability to really understand what happiness really is.
Small hands left the coat's pocket and reached the cup of tea sipping it slowly appreciating the drink.
A gently bitter taste with sweet remnant "Oolong" closing his eyes to enjoy with keener senses both drink and the reactions of the 8 people who were with him.
Hearing the audible "tch" by the only one drinking a cup of espresso he could mentally visualize the contemplative face of the military woman and the hyperactive blonde, the proud smile of his Hakase and the one apparently distracted counting money, the expiration slightly disappointed of his Shishou, the worried aura of the group leader and the youngest one who was always bullied.
He opened his eyes to quietly observe those who have become important to him, who welcomed him besides being who he was, that educated and helped him to move on. "I may not have been happy in that life, but now, it overflows" He gave a small smile, there was no need to openly voicing that words, it was not necessary, he was absolutely sure that those who were there knew very well how he felt now, his past may have been really bitter, but the sweet remnant was worth it because if it were not of it than he wouldn't be here, contemplating this perfect scenario in complete peace.
Night had fallen and now he had a mission to fulfill.
Dressed in a black coat with a hood and black mask that covered even his mouth leaving only the small nose to be seen, a pair of finger less gloves, dark and tight jeans and his faithful red sneakers he was on the street.
As for this quick job he chose to carry only his Glock G25 customized with orange details and a silencer, both valued presents of his sensei, he did not expect to use it, but you never know, and the electronic equipment required for infiltration.
Entering into an alley between two office buildings, he uses his flames to give a boost to get to the open window of the third floor, as he had arranged.
Quickly hiding in the shadows below one of the security cameras of the floor he uses the phone to connect a virus that hacked and paralyze all cameras on the building. When confirmed the take over of the virus he proceed to the elevator, opening the roof and climbing quickly into the pit thus closing the door.
Using infrared goggles identical to a certain military he searched for activation devices and sensors that would denounce his presence there, and gradually moved up on the steel cable.
Until he was 3 floors below the floor he needed to achieve, the 20th.
Identifying the presence of motion, weight and presence sensors in total 30 lasers moving randomly without any pattern he again grabbed his phone and activated an interceptor of frequency that would give him just 2.3 seconds to reach the desired door without denouncing his presence
A pretentious smile appeared on his lips. Attaching the phone in the cable he took out an old timer he had got from a certain hyperactive blonde who loved to brag about his quickness.
He prepared himself standing up side down both legs intertwined in the cable a hand holding the stopwatch and ready to activate the interceptor on the cell phone the other hand in the open air compressing the maximum possible of his flames to gain a better momentum creating a bright blue light in the palm of the hand
3 ... 2 ... 1 ... * click ** click *
Locked on the door connecting to the 20th floor he smiles seeing the time scored 1.1 seconds. He put the timer with the marking still on the screen on his pocket. "Colonello will sulk a week after I show him this."
Taking another device from other pocket, this slightly larger attaching on the door he activated causing the same to open 30 cm, enough for him to pass trough
He hated the fact of being so small and skinny for his age, even with all the workouts he never managed to create a stronger body but he had to admit at times like this his slender body came in handy.
Looking attentively all over the floor with his goggles activated looking anything that could go through the naked eye he eyed the ultimate goal, the chief office.
He concluded with a glance how pretentious the people on this organization were, since for the top floor there were no safety devices, cameras that could secure the floor, nothing. "Surely they think no one would invade or that no one could be able to invade tch."
Going straight to the office he needed and he found his target, the poorly hidden safe behind a electronic painting. This is because the space where all the frames are holding up photographs of a woman and two boy's there's only a odd one with the symbol of the company. "Too obvious"
Using the decoder to open the frame and then to decode the password of 6 digits.
27-14-10
He used the goggles to scan all the information without even paying attention so in 4 minutes and 17 seconds he was out of the building going home.
Not bothering to look around the place even tough he knew who it belonged to he had already mentally prepared himself for this task and would not fail
Mission: Access to secret files of candidates to Vongola Decimo in possession of CEDEF leader. - COMPLET -
He knew that he should send the files straight to Reborn, but he couldn't do that. Going to one of his closest shelters, on top of a famous cake store, he waved while walking to the girl in the balcony who as soon reconized him got the message he went straight upstairs
Picking up the Laptop hidden inside the bedroom door, he accessed the documents in the sunglasses quickly eliminating those that contained information who he didn't want anyone to know.
Finishing fast and going downstairs he took the order that was already ready thanking while paying giving a sweet smile in return to the attendant efficiency.
Sending the files to the Hitman that surely was fulminating for the delay he followed home being sure that he had done the right thing.
There was no anger, nor hatred, nor any feeling for the Vongola or those who he once called family he just no longer wanted to be involved with them, so he couldn't let anyone know who had once been. His tutors the Arcobalenos and his current family the Giglio Nero famiglia didn't and couldn't know, because it was a simple truth that nothing good would result of it.
Mainly because of Reborn who had an old friendship with the Nono.
No, Sawada Tsunayoshi was a dead person. An eight -year-old paraplegic boy who died in the explosion of the psychiatric hospital in Sicily at exactly seven years ago, a day before his birthday, after being abandoned by his mother. And said boy would not bring more problems, let alone to the people who taught and gave everything for him to be whom he is today.