Seashells of the Sky
Summary: "Wait, what Family became the Black Spell of Millefore?" Tsuna asked. Lambo sighed, eyes shadowed, "The Vongola Family." AU
Arc I
Prologue: Of the Sky's Unwilling Merger
Lambo remembered the incident as if it were only yesterday.
Byakuran was dangerous; Lambo knew it, the Vongola Family knew it, everyone knew it.
And his boss, Sawada Tsunayoshi, knew it: more so than anyone else. In fact, he was the most knowledgeable of Byakuran's power and advantage.
"Stupid boss," Lambo muttered to himself, right eye lazily closed, "Why is he doing this…?"
Above, the sun shone brightly on the parked limo the Vongola Guardians were standing next to. Amongst them stood Tsuna, wedged tightly between Yamamoto and Gokudera. All of their nerves were strung up tightly, poised for any sudden attack. However, Tsuna himself remained calm, even as he argued with two of his Guardians.
At first, all Lambo could hear, from his position beside Hibari from the other side of the limo, were the harsh whispers exchanged in Italian. However, it finally escalated into a one-sided shouting match. Predictably, Gokudera had started yelling only ten seconds into the argument.
"Can't you see that it's a trap, Tenth?" Lambo heard Gokudera say loudly, desperately trying to convince Tsuna of the danger.
"Hayato's right, Tsuna." Yamamoto agreed gravely, his normal, cheery smile gone, "This is only going to hurt us."
"It's be alright, Takeshi, Hayato." Tsuna replied gently, "We'll be fine."
"But Byakuran -!" Gokudera began, but stopped abruptly when figures started to come out of the building near them.
"I'm what, Gokudera Hayato-kun?" Byakuran asked lightly, flanked by two of his body guards, and, walking beside him was –
Irie Shouichi…, Lambo thought, eyes narrowing, I know you…, he scowled. Beside him, Hibari cast him an amused look before turning back to watch the exchange before them with hawk-like eyes.
In reply to Byakuran's light-hearted greeting, Gokudera growled, clenching his hands and glaring at the white-haired man in barely restrained fury. Yamamoto put a hand on his shoulder, but his dark eyes were hard as steel as he gazed at Byakuran with wary eyes.
Byakuran blatantly ignored them and turned to address Tsuna instead.
"Greetings, Vongola Decimo."
"Byakuran-san." Tsuna replied stiffly; even his smile was forced as he gave a curt nod to the older Boss. And Lambo swore that the mood got more tense, if it even could.
"It's getting a little crowded out here to negotiate, don't you think, Tsunayoshi-kun?" Byakuran asked slyly, "Why don't you and I talk in private?"
Beside him, Irie shifted in discomfort, and was that a trace of unease in his features? Lambo frowned, isn't he our enemy? Why isn't he looking so smug like the rest of these bastards? Then he picked up on something that shocked him.
Irie looked… guilty? Apprehensive? Worried? And it was all directed at… Tsuna. Lambo shook his head, dismissing the matter; it was probably nothing. He was reading too much into this. He dragged his attention back to the serious matter at hand.
"Like hell you will -!" Gokudera started to yell, but Tsuna held up a hand.
"Tenth?" The Storm Guardian asked in confusion.
"I'll go." Tsuna said calmly.
Lambo was baffled; truly, what was his Boss thinking?
"Tsuna, don't -!" Yamamoto protested, but Tsuna shook his head.
"Just trust me, okay?" Their Boss smiled at them – a smile as rich and comforting and enveloping as the Sky.
That was the last, true smile that would come from Tsuna in a long time.
It took just over an hour, and Lambo was fidgeting.
"Boss will be alright, right?" He asked hopefully, unable to keep still.
Chrome gave him a reassuring smile, but she too seemed uncertain underneath.
"If Tenth stays in there another minute, I'm going in!" Gokudera announced, scowling.
"I agree to the extreme!" Ryouhei agreed, determination and worry shining in his eyes.
However, as soon as he said that, Tsuna came out of the building, with Byakuran trailing from behind.
Lambo immediately spotted it, a fraction of a second after the others; Byakuran looked too smug, and Tsuna's expression…
"Tenth! Are you alright?" Gokudera immediately began checking his boss for any injuries.
"I'm fine, Gokudera." Tsuna said shortly, leaning away from his Right Hand man. This recoil made the silver-haired man pause in surprise and confusion.
Something is wrong…, Lambo thought with dread.
Yamamoto frowned, "Tsuna…?"
"Tenth?" Gokudera's eyebrows drew together in concern. Tsuna hadn't called him by his last name since six years ago.
"I said I'm fine!" Tsuna suddenly snapped at him.
The Storm Guardian jerked back as if stung. Lambo's eyes narrowed at Byakuran instantly.
"What did you do to Boss?" He yelled at him angrily, hands twitching towards his well-concealed horns.
Byakuran shrugged, trying to look innocent, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"You!" Yamamoto, in a flash, had lunged forward at the Gesso Head with his sword drawn.
There was a blur of movement, and Tsuna was instantly standing in front of the white-haired man, stopping the blade with his bare hands. Blood started to flow from the deep cut, running down both the metal and flesh. However, Tsuna barely seemed to notice, his expression unflinching, as if he didn't feel the pain. The Rain Guardian had been a hair's breath away from slicing half of Tsuna's hand off fully, and he would have if he didn't notice the blur of dark brown.
"Tsuna…" Yamamoto gasped, shocked, "What're you…?" He withdrew his sword immediately, holding it limply in his hand.
"Stand down, Yamamoto." Tsuna said sharply, "I can't allow you to hurt Byakuran-sama."
Lambo noticed his eyes, and felt disturbed; they looked… dead as they bore into Yamamoto's own hurt and betrayed orbs.
"What…?" Yamamoto frowned, "Why are you addressing Byakuran like that?" He asked, his voice strained.
Gokudera gaped in shock, "I… don't understand."
Tsuna smiled, and Lambo saw that it wasn't his special, caring one, but instead an emotionless and empty one.
"The Vongola Family has now merged with the Gesso Family to create the Millefiore Family; we are the Black Spell of the Family, and Byakuran-sama is the leading Head." He informed them coldly.
To Lambo, the situation had never looked so hopeless.
As soon as they reluctantly let Tsuna go with Byakuran to establish the positions and the formal things, Gokudera yelled in frustration.
"Damn it! What did that asshole do to the Tenth? And we've joined forces with them?" He shouted in anger.
Yamamoto sighed, expression stressed, "Obviously, Tsuna must be under Byakuran's control somehow. Until we find out a way to free him… I'm afraid we may have to go with it."
Surprisingly, Gokudera deflated, looking weary, "I know, but for how long?" He muttered, depressed.
Lambo held his head in his hands, biting his lip. How did the situation get to be so bad…? He shuddered, trying not to bawl. In a surprising display of affection, Hibari ruffled his hair lightly. Lambo looked up in shock, but the skylark had already withdrew his hand and looked away.
The Thunder Guardian hid a small smile, thanks, Kyouya.
"M-maybe you should go to the Chiavarone Family, Lambo-kun." Chrome suggested, "To ask for help."
Lambo frowned, and replied bitterly, "For my protection, you mean. I can help you guys!"
"No," Gokudera said gruffly, "I agree. However, Chrome-chan, you go with him and figure out where Byakuran is keeping Mukuro. Baseball-freak, Lawn-head, the asshole-ish prefect, and I will stay here to protect Tsuna."
"Che," The skylark muttered, but didn't object while the Sun Guardian inclined his head, expression serious.
Lambo hesitated, but the nodded reluctantly, " Fine… but be careful."
Gokudera smirked, "Of course we will, stupid cow."
Lambo glared, but it was half-hearted – because who knew when he would see his family together again - and happily?
As Lambo was about to leave with Chrome, Tsuna came up to them, gliding toward them like a ghost.
"Boss…?" The Thunder Guardian started hopefully.
The Vongola Decimo only stared at him impassively, however.
"Byakuran-sama knows why and where you are going." He said, voice robotic.
Chrome frowned, eyeing him with concern, "Does… he want to stop us?" She asked hesitantly.
Tsuna shook his head, and a small, emotionless smile played on his features.
"No," He began, "in fact, he doesn't want you to go to the Chiavarone Family…"
Lambo shifted uncomfortably, sharing a glance with Chrome.
Tsuna continued, "Instead… you're going to the Giglio Nero Family."
A/N: Okay, yes, another story... it's not going to be one-shots, though, I promise~! I'll try my best to finish this~ =D
Also, the rule of having the present, and future self in the same time/place making time self-implode will NOT exist in this story~!
Hehe, you all should be smart enough to know what will happen with that rule nonexistant.
Guess~! ;)
Anyways, please review~ =D
