Hello ducklings, Charlie here, and with her first fanfic too, Youth Trapped in ice. Yeah, I'm crappy with Titles, but, I'm bord out of my mind and figured I'd give fanfic-ing [is that even a word?] a try. I'm a noob to the Anime/Manga, so, If I have any mistakes that you notice please inform me so I can correct them, and any ideas for oncoming chapters next characters you'd like to see ect, ect, Would be LOVED.[And molested.]
Disclamer: Oh, one could only wish to own The epic that is KHR, Sigh.
Summary: A mysterious boy is found by a man named "Mukuro" incased in ice for god-knows-how-long and is taken back once said ice is broken, However, the boy has no memory of who he is what he is or even how to speak. However bit-and-peices comeback as the boy has nastalgic encounters with men older than him. TYL Mukuro and and 18-19 year old tsuna. Parings - Main 6927 but there'll be others, possibly 2796, 5027, or 8050? I dunno.
Warnings: Shounen ai, possible OOC, Plot Bunnies, Horrible writing skills and My lazy ass. Plus a change in the area Mukuro lives due to timeframe ... I guess. I planned the first three chapters during the two weeks I went without the internet, so I had no ability to look at refrences.
Forsadowing[?]: What would happen if Tsuna wasn't found until years later and the nineth became ill once he had been found? And if the first gaurdian he met was Mukuro?
Italics are thoughts
Bould is what is written by Tsuna
Youth Trapped in ice ; The Boy Incased in Ice
A man rushes down a path as if it was late to the place were he would earn a once-and-a-life-time chance, the man rushing in said way was Mukuro. Why he was rushing back in such a manner was strange as he had mearly taken a stroll into a nearby forest. Maybe he forgot the time as he had forgotten his watch and had something he needed to do today. Mukuro brushed passed the bushes and trees on a small rocky upward path, cursing at himself under his breath at his own stupidety and wondering as to why he was air-headed enough to accedently taken the longer ,more natrual and mearly unplesant road as to the normal one, this was very unlike him. As Mukuro was half-walking half-running he noticed something out of the corner of his eye, a large, almost taughting crack in a boulder. I don't have time for that, he thought, but felt an uneasy feeling in his pit, as if ignoring the crack would be the largest reget he would hold in his lifetime. He then stopped and stared at the crack. Leaving such feeling alone was never a good idea and Mukuro knew it, so he walked near the crack and looked inside. Curiousity did kill the cat as they say, Mukuro thaught as he looked closer and grinned. I guess the not only one cat was killed, is all he could think as he saw a boy looking about 17-18-years-old trapped in ice. He smoothly felt around for some type of weak point that could open the crack, but no luck, he sighed and stepped back hearing a small 'click'. "What was that sound?" he thought out loud as he turned around only to repeat the action as he heard the crack slowly move open into the shape of a cave. "Open sesame, I suppose?" he laughed lightly then walked inside. The cave was dark and unpleasently cold, steaming due to the heat just now allowd inside. Mukuro walked to were the boy was incased and questioned him "I wonder who forced you in here," was the last statement he said before he peered to a name plate that had ice and rust on it's surface bluring out most of the letters, " T, S, U, Y, O, H, S, W, D, A, " he murmered Not much to go by, he though then heard a 'crack' as he touched the name place. This again? Your making me curiouser and curiouser by the minute, he thought with a widening grin as the ice incasing the boy began to crack and fall apart until the boy collapsed onto the cold ground. Mukuro walked to the boy and kneeled to take the boy's pulse, It was steady, and then put his hand over the boys mouth, he was breathing. After Mukuro deemed the boy as Living he picked him up and began walking the path he had been on, only this time with a slower pace and a smile.
The man had arrived at his destenation, an abandoned park there were many old and cracked cadges and building looking to collapse at the very metion of the word 'fall', however Mukuro keep moving deeper into the park until ariving at a building, it looked pretty sturdy. The building was a place that seemed to hold indoor shows and from time to time conventions and partys, sometimes meeting and so on. It had two floors a kitchen and more than one bath room, however there was still reason for it to be called abadoned, as for it was covered in dust and trash, there were cracks in the walls and some windows shattered, however if one was to say anything it was better than nothing. That being so Mukuro walked inside and heard argueing and screaming most likely coming from Ken and M.M. "I'm back," is what he said with a slight grin as they both turned to him and said "Welcome back, Mukuro." However, it was soon fallowed by everone joining in asking the question "Who's that?" While most voices deemed curious others were sprinkled with demand. "I dont know," he said with a smile, earning a confused look on most of their faces, "Were'd you find him, Pyon?" questioned ken in a loud voice. "In a piller of ice hidden inside a bolder," he replied earnestly with a grin. His Followers mearly stared at him in slight shock of him saying such an observed thing, however soon collected themselfs, afterall Mukuro constantly said observed things. "Are you keeping him?" Is what they questioned, earning an even bigger grin that answer itself. "Mukuro-sama ..." whispered Chrome as Mukuro walked to the room he claimed his. Mukuro opened the door aproched the bed, lying the boy down and pulling the blanket over him. "Now all that's left is to wait," he stated as he pulled up a chair next the the bed were the boy lay.
The boy began to open his large brown eyes sleepily and sat up and stretched his arms in an upward motion soon fallowed by the rubbing his eyes and looking around the room. "Ah, your awake," said Mukuro as he walked in and startling the boy. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you ..." he said with a grin. The boy looked at him for a moment and then he suddenly stood up from the bed and put his hands on the older mans face and moves his lips as if he were saying something and it was being scilenced, leaving a questioning look on Mukuro's face. "What?" he questioned as he looked down at the younger boy. The boy became frustrated as he repeated the motion over and over until he motioned in the air for Mukuro to get him something to write on and with, Mukuro understood the action and handed the boy a pen and notebook. The boy began to scribble on the notebook and lifted it up with a strange look on his face. Where is this? Who are you? Have we met before? was written on the paper, "This is [insert random park title here] and I'm Mukuro, I don't recall meeting you before, Any more questions?" He said with a grin, and the boy began to scribble again. Who am I? is what Mukuro read making his grin shrink a bit. "I don't know, I was going to ask that," he said, witch was followed by the boy scribbling once again. Can I stay here? was written this time, causing Mukuro's grin to be restored, "Of course, your leaving me quite curious and I dislike unquentched curiousity," he stated, "You can stay as long as you like, however, do try and look after yourself." The boy simply nodded and scribbled once more, Do you have any clothing I could wear? was written, leaving Mukuro to remember the boy mearly had on a dress shirt and boxers. "Sure, look in the dresser over there, there should be something that fits you." he said as he left the room. Mukuro walked down the hall to the exit What an intresting boy, he thought as he lightly laughed and walked outside of the building.
