Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn. I am simply borrowing the characters for this story. This fanfic will be as original as it can be. Similarities with other fanfics are not intended.

Warning: Tsuna with backbone. AU.


"How do you see life?"

The man's eyes strayed to the tag on the bright orange garb. Prisoner No. 1027.

The brunet smiled. He looked young, possibly around early twenties, but his eyes told the man to whom he asked the question that he was wise beyond his age. He seemed to know more than he let on. There was a depth in the younger man's eyes that he would sometimes see in the eyes of prisoners twice his age.

He knew his name. He had heard about him from his other colleagues. There was no written report about the man but word of mouth was that he was Sawada Tsunayoshi, the tenth leader of the Vongola group, who single-handedly led the group to its fame. He returned back the group to its former glory as a vigilante group. The recent change of the group's status from the biggest crime syndicate to a vigilante group made it thread on the thin line between the normal rules of society and the one Mafioso lived by to the point that no formal legal authority, mafia or otherwise, knew what to do with them.

He shivered when something told him that whatever he would say, he should say the truth. From his previous session with the brunet, the brunet in front of him seemed to always know whenever he was lying. The slight reprimand in the brunet's eyes made him feel small every single time which was unbelievable considering that the brunet was almost fifteen years his junior.

Realizing their role, he shook his head off the thought. He was the prison guard. He was the one who should be doing the questioning, not the brunet.

"How do you see life?" he threw back the brunet his own question.

The other man leaned against his chair, looking as if he was deep in thought. However, he knew that it was an act because judging from the satisfied smile, the brunet had wanted him to ask. He narrowed his eyes at the younger male when he realized he had fallen into the trap the brunet leisurely set.

"I am not sure, really. But don't you think it interesting how there are people you interact with and people that you don't?"

The nameless man said nothing.

"There seems to be some kind of an aura around us and depending on the wavelength of our aura, we either resonate or repel. There are times when there will be disturbance causing either a slight or a big change to the wavelength and the answer then will depend on one side to decide whether it wants to resonate or repel."

"Speak clearly."

"Relationship." He smiled fondly. "I'm talking about every sorts of relationship."

"That is not the purpose of our conversation here, prisoner. I'm here to interrogate you, don't lecture me on life."

"To be more precise, that was a metaphor based on the law of physics but no, this is not a lecture on life." The brunet leaned forward, folding his arms on the table. His smile widened, but it was not quite a grin. "I am giving you a hint."

"I was asking you earlier, prisoner, and I expect an answer. Why did you surrender yourself so easily?"

"Haven't I said this before? This place has my safe haven."


AN: I wonder if some people find this story familiar. I've posted this story before. I was about to delete a story that I was not going to continue but accidentally deleted this instead. Clumsy, I am. The last time I updated this story was...sometime in 2015? So since I'm re-uploading it, I decided to change it a bit and make it head the way I want it to head.

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