DISCLAMER : Katekyo Hitman Reborn doesn't Belongs to me . If I did Tsuna would be a freaking POWER BUTTOM .
Pre : Guilt
He was 10 years old when he last saw his cute little brother, Tsunayoshi Sawada. When he last saw him they had a fight and he was sure that he just broke his little brother's heart. He wanted to comfort him but he had to leave Namimori to continue his training to become the Vongola Decimo. If only he didn't said those terrible things to Tsuna and maybe then his brother would be still here. If only he didn't leave Namimori that day and then maybe he will still smile at him. He just ruined everything. When he knew that his brother went missing .devastated. He wanted to blame his parents but he just can't. Not when his mother keeps on crying every night telling herself it was her fault his little brother went missing. Not when his father didn't even get to sleep and keeps on looking of any signs just small little signs that his brother is still alive somewhere. Sure his parents weren't perfect . Who would even want a mother who keeps on telling his brother how useless he is. Or a father who just keeps on laughing and never bothered how his little brother needed help. His parents know. . .Tsuna . .one. No one HELPED HIM not even him.
Now Ieyasu "Giotto" Sawada, The Vongola Decimo, Neo Vongola Primo will forever dwell in guilt and hopes that one day he will see Tsunayoshi Sawada's Smile.
Gokudera "G" Gabriel is and will always be a hot tempered person. It's who he is. But who would have thought G always loved his younger brother -not that he would admit it - he always hope that Hayato will always be safe and happy. He always hope that even just a second he will see Hayato alive. Just because of a simple mistake. He died because of him. He told him, He told Hayato that No One wanted a Bastard Child. He would always blame himself for not Even trying .Dammit. The last thing he saw was a burning house with nothing left. Not even his precious Brother. Not even Hayato. Though Hayato looked at him like a person who just saw a poop. But he knew deep inside that Hayato idolized him. Hayato looked up to him But all he ever did was Letting him down. If only he could at least save him, If only he could tell him how important Hayato is to him then maybe he would still be alive. He would still call him old man, pink head he won't care anymore. If only he was here then maybe everything will be alright.
Asari looked at the old baseball bat his half brother had. He loved his brother very dearly if only he didn't give a stupid advice when Takeshi needed one he wouldn't jump at the cliff. He would've still be at their backyard playing baseball with their pops. He regretted. They already lost their mother he does not need another one. He was supposed to wash away their insecurities and yet, and yet he failed. He could have saved him when he still had the chance. He could have saved him just like how Giotto used to save him. He could have save him and yet he didn't. He wasn't there with Takeshi when Takeshi needed him and instead he gave a stupid advice and killed him instead. He failed. If only he was there when Takeshi needed him he would still be here. He could've save him. He could've save him.
"Everything will be fine just be EXTREME !" that was the last sentence his brother said before the truck hit him , the last thing he saw was the 'extreme' smile his brother showed before everything went black. He knew it was called being selfish and stupid but he prayed to go back time so that he could at least save Ryohei. He blamed the heavens for stealing his brother, for stealing his favorite Sun. He cried for months because he couldn't save his brother. He cried until there were no tears shed. Knuckles would always remember how people look at him and his brother with annoyed faces . He always knew how Extremely loud they were but with all those judging faces he was happy because there was someone who accepts him. If he could trade all his tomorrow for a single yesterday he would do it. He just missed his favorite ball of sunshine. God forbid how he wanted to bring his brother back. He just missed him so damn much .
Lampo Bovino is what you always called a lazy and spoiled brat. He would not even deny how childish he always acts. How could he? It was all he could do for his dead brother. Call it cowardice but he always believe that if he act all spoiled and do what all the brats do that way he would always feel his little brother's presence. Not that anyone know. After all he failed being a big brother to Lambo. He acted like how his younger brother would always act. What can you say it is the only way he could feel safer. His brother was the only thing that was left. And yet his precious brother died. Nothing could fathom how painful it felt to lose all that was left for him. At least his friends still has something. But he doesn't. He lost everything that day. He was certainly lost. He was so fucking lost. He doesn't know what to do anymore. He vowed that he will protect his new found family now. At Least in that way his brother would be proud of him .
Alaude was annoyed at himself . He couldn't find any signs any signs that his herbivorous brother is alive. He refused to believe his brother died. He refused. He know . He knew. That his brother is out there. His brother is there breathing. He just couldn't accept it. He couldn't accept everything at all. He don't want to owe someone. His brother was stupid. He didn't need his brother to protect him. He didn't need him to save him but he did anyways. And his brother disappeared. He disappeared even with so much bruises and cut. He saw how those yakuza slash his damn sword at Kyoya's chest. It was a miracle he could even stand. He was supposed to give peace and order. He doesn't need protection. He was the one who protects them not the other way around. He vows to give peace and order and 'bite those herbivores to death' and then maybe after that he will bite his brother to death. He don't want to acknowledge his brother's death. Not that he don't want to he just can't
Deamon fucking Spade lost his siblings the day he left that hell house. His cute little Nagi and his not cute Mukuro. He loved them both, he fucking love them so damn much. His Little Nagi and Mukuro were taken from him. They were experimented. He couldn't save them . Nagi lost an eye and some of her organs. His brother, His fucking brother was taken by the Vendice. He couldn't even visit him. Nagi was safe. It was scary how everything flashes through his mind. The base was flooding with blood. Mukuro stood at the center bathing with blood. He was scared. He was scared for his brother. Just as he was about to go near him. His brother disappeared. The next thing he knew. His brother was taken away again. He couldn't do anything. He couldn't anything at all. He screamed that night.
It has been 9 years since they lost their brothers. It has been 9 years since that pain. It has been 9 years but now they found each other. And vowed to protect each just like how they should've had protected them. But the scars are still there and it won't disappear. That's how the scars are afterall.
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A/N: HAHAHA . HELLO DEAR FRIENDS . Sorry for this piece of trash . As for the title , Believe me I don't know why Mare Di Mill Fiori has come to mind It just means " SEA OF A THOUSAND FLOWERS" It's stupid HAHHAAHAA . I don't even know why I am writing this . HONESTLY! . This plot just suddenly pop out when I was in the bathroom. So Yeah ... Give Love ?