Dear Sister
Summary: Sawada Tsunayoshi was always destined to be Vongola Decimo, and his sister was left for dead. Tsuna tried to look after his sister as much as possible, managing to communicate through letters, yet he always wondered if he would ever get to see her again. 'Dear Sister...' Twin!Tsuna fic. TYL. Semi-AU.
Note: In this story, the two main characters at Sawada Tsunayoshi and Sawada Tsunaruhime. The chapters are like this:
If the chapter is set in first person POV, it'll be from Tsunaruhime's point of view.
If it's in third persons point of view, then it'll be mostly focused on Tsunayoshi, with splashes of Tsunaruhime. Enjoy.
Rating: T
~~~ C.R.Y.S.T.A.L.-.M.A.F.I.A ... C.R.Y.S.T.A.L.-.M-A-F-I-A ... C.R.Y.S.T.A.L.-.M.A.F.I.A ... C.R.Y.S.T.A.L.-.M.A.F.I.A ... C.R.Y.S.T.A.L.-.M.A.F.I.A ~~~
Prologue
I could always remember how I was told that I would be okay, that I'd grow up a normal life and get a job as something I enjoyed- maybe something to do with music- or with art, something like that. I can always remember that my brother Sawada Tsunayoshi said that he would always be at my side protecting me until I got onto my own feet.
Where was he now? Somewhere in Italy, while I stayed in the small town of Namimori- alone. Maman passed away when we were fourteen, and Otou-san was hardly ever home, so Tsuna cared for me. He used the funding Nana got from lemitsu and made sure we got through out lives- but his grades grew poor and he grew stressed out quite often- I felt guilty because of it.
Then one day, when Tsuna was helping me study, this man came to the house- along with a lot of other people in suits. They grabbed Tsuna, then whispered something in his ear- something I failed to here- before he nodded sadly and was taken away- leaving me all alone. He never came back after that- and when Otou-san came back, I demanded to know where he was, since I could tell that he knew where Tsuna was- yet he wouldn't tell me at all...
He would leave, and then visit me once a month, telling my how his work went around the world, making out that he would mine up, making up ridiculous tales about how he had dug up diamonds and numerous different gems. Sometimes I wondered what age he actually thought I was. I was kind of offended with the fact he couldn't even treat me my age- but I would never comment on it; I always blamed it on the fact that he was never here to know how to treat me- so really it just made me awkward around him.
Today was like the rest of the days. I went to school, looking depressed, and then people I didn't even know would try to cheer me up. The teachers would only look at me in pity, since they all thought Tsuna had been kidnapped and then brutally murdered because around the time he went missing, a lot of school children were found dead, so they could only assumed that was his fate sadly.
I would get through school, then go to my room inside the empty house, burying my face into a pillow and would stay up there the majority of the day. I could no longer find the tears to cry any more over my dead mother and my missing brother-
But when I heard the familiar clink come from downstairs- my head would dart up and my honey-caramel eyes would go wide before I darted down the stairs, and I would find a letter sitting on the house welcome mat, in a messy writing I could never forget. I picked the letter up and then opened it up quickly, before I settled on the words at the top of the page:
'Dear Sister...'