So I've been reading lots of web/light novels wherein people are reincarnated to another (usually fantasy) world. I'd like to try my hand on it. Please be kind!
Summary: It had always puzzled Tsuna why he was reincarnated to a different world, despite being alive and well in the past. Oddly enough, it was just Tsuna. No one else. Now, he had to solve the mysteries behind his life and his world in order to get back. But what was he to do, when the people of this world finally grew on him more than he let on?
Title: The Parallel Rainbow
Chapter 1. The Transfer and After
Sawada Tsunayoshi had been sitting in his office a while back, when the ground beneath him suddenly give way and he was pulled to an endless abyss. For a moment, he thought his Mist guardian was at it again, but dismissed it immediately after noticing the weird composition of light that soon engulfed him.
The moment he came about, a face loomed over him.
Surprised, Tsuna stepped back... except he couldn't.
Soft cushion padded his back, giving no room to back away, and what would've come out as a surprised yell only produced a pitched Kuuu. Like from a baby. Feeling a sense of foreboding, he turned to his hand — small and plump. He tried moving it just to be sure; and when it did, anxiety, confusion and curiosity all mixed in.
"Dear, I think there is still something wrong with our little Yacchan," a woman spoke, soft and gentle with a tinge of worry in them.
Tsuna turned to her. And now that he had properly looked at her, he realised she was a beautiful one — beyond compare — the kind of beauty he hadn't seen in the past 19 years, with long and soft brown curls and clear grey eyes. Yacchan, that was what she had called him. Putting this and that, it might be a bit presumptuous of him, but Tsuna reckoned she was probably his mother in this world.
Mother, huh... Tsuna trailed off.
Back in his original world, Sawada Tsunayoshi had grown without parents. He had lived in an orphanage and breathed the street air all his life. His 'family name' was adopted from the foreign orphanage he had come from. It was also where he met most of his friends.
"..."
Speaking of his friends... Tsuna was sure they had probably realised by now that he was gone. All four was just somewhere within the compound after all, or city for that matter, and the remaining two was scheduled to return that day. In fact, all of them was supposed to meet and talk about the issue of a rampaging famiglia near the Southern border, so it was inevitable that they would inspect on him. Finding him gone, it would surely be disastrous. Tsuna hoped the damage would be kept at a minimum this time. Then again, knowing a certain someone…
Complex emotions bubbled up inside him, and his baby form cried out in real life.
"UwaAaaAaH"
He mentally cursed. Controlling a baby's body was a lot harder than he thought. It made him think back again on a certain someone. Hopefully, this would only be temporary, given that he was still just adjusting.
Soon after, the same woman scooped Tsuna up from his crib and patted his back, cradling him close to her in hopes of calming him down. And calming him, it did. Tsuna was attacked by the sudden urge to close his eyes despite his protests. The last thing he saw was a man, with blond hair and blue eyes, coming in from the half-opened door.
=.=.=
When Tsuna woke up, his mother had been sitting beside him, knitting what seemed to be socks. He turned to the door. It was closed, and beyond the window was dark. He had probably slept for at least half a day.
When the woman, his mother, noticed him moving, she turned to him and smiled. Tsuna was still having mixed feelings with this world. Strangely enough, however, he had slept soundly for (obviously) quite a while. He was worried for his friends and the people he left behind, yes; but at the same time, he felt oddly in place with where he is now.
He felt a hand on his forehead. Then, the woman sighed in relief. The door opened and in came two maids. Identical twins, Tsuna noted, with their similar pink hair and heavily tanned skin. Their eyes were heterochromic. They bowed low. "Mistress Caterina, the doctor is here," one of them said. And upon their signal, a man — who Tsuna suspected was more of a quack than genuine — waltzed in.
"Ahh, mi carina!" His voice was annoyingly loud too. The doctor had his sights instantly zeroed in on his mother and practically bounced perversely to her direction. Caterina still had that bright smile on her face, but when the suspicious quack was about to have her, she side-stepped nondescriptly and avoided the assault. The doctor fell on unforgiving ground. "Still as cold, mi bella."
"Shamal," despite the gentle appearance, her voice was anything but. It even had a tinge of rebuke in them.
The doctor, Shamal, sighed and got up. If her tone was anything to go by, he didn't want to test her. For all he knew, he might as well throw away his life. "I don't normally treat guys but," the doctor propped up his hand, as a mosquito landed on his finger. His voice dropped a few octaves lower, perhaps trying to sound serious and cool, but Tsuna still looked at him with suspicious eyes. "Since it was my Caterina who asked, I couldn't refuse."
Shamal, or more known as Trident Shamal, primarily used mosquitos as his skill, or weapons, some would say. It sounded absurd and nearly impossible — to control something like a mosquito — but with his talent, he was able to pull it off. Shamal was a doctor up front, but only a select few knew god knows what he is really good at. It would make his doctor title laughably ironic.
Shamal turned towards the bundle on the crib. He had a weird feeling from the baby the moment he stepped inside the room. His eyes were too wide and his gaze too piercing for his tastes. For a moment, he even thought the baby was assessing him, not observing, assessing, and was very much conscious of everything around him. The last straw was when the baby moved just when his mosquito was about to pierce his skin, and again the second time. His brow raised. It wasn't only until he had instructed his pet to tone down its bloodlust did the kid finally calm down.
Odd, he thought. Shamal had been there when the little midget was born, and even when he had been named and presented to the King. Back then, the baby was just like any normal baby. Would cry when he wanted to cry, laugh for no apparent reason, and then look at everything and everyone with its deceptively innocent and ignorant eyes. But now… very odd, indeed.
Shamal had been somewhere far, far away doing something under someone's orders when he received a distress call from Caterina and the Lion of Vongola, so he wasn't able to come immediately. This little midget must've really been in a life-death situation with the fever that time, for him to awaken his senses this early on, with not even a year after he was born.
He turned to Caterina. "It is alright now, mi carina. The little midget should be fine with enough rest."
Caterina sighed in relief. Then, laughed. "That was the most doctory line you've said in a while, Shamal," she said as she looked at her son once again. She was overflowing with motherly love, this bambina, that the doctor didn't have the heart to ruin the fun. So what, anyway, if the child had gained consciousness early on? It's not like it was abnormal, given his already abnormal bloodline.
=.=.=
Tsuna was left alone when his mother accompanied the doctor on the way out. He still had some lingering dislike (just a tiny bit) for the doctor, but he knew he was at least good with what he really does. He thought the mosquito was there to kill him, if its bloodlust was any indication, and so he had moved accordingly to protect himself. However, it turned out that it was just there to give him medicine after all.
'Geez, there was no need to go the roundabout way though,' he complained. Then again… realising he was a baby, that must've been the only best way to feed him medicine. Not to mention, most efficient, given that it went directly to the blood. The doctor was indeed skilled in his own way. Now, if only their own doctor back home was that understanding...
Tsuna sighed, which came out as a cough. He was feeling rather nostalgic again. He moved around and flailed a lot, but what came out of it was only tiredness and nausea. At least, it was still there. But other than that, he really had no clue (other than gut feeling) as to why he was here or how to get back. At the very least, at least he was still conscious of who he was. Though at this point, he wasn't quite sure whether that was a good thing or not. He didn't want to forget his past and his friends, but at the same time, he wouldn't want to be too weird and act out of place, not when he also had his own family here, his own flesh and blood, that he would slowly start to get attached to... more than he had ever hoped not to.
I'm really bad at titles and summaries. lol
This is more like a complicated mishmash of Katekyo characters and roles. Also, Tsuna will be smart and very competent in this one, given his experiences. I hope it wouldn't be too confusing. Please leave a comment on your thoughts before you leave! Thank you!
