In a world where the Vongola is a new mafia family, Tsunayoshi struggles with more than a neglectful family. With a harsh past, can he find the strength to reach out and hold onto his destiny? WARNINGS: Suprnatural!AU AND OOC, Darkish?Tsuna, Seme!Tsuna, Yaoi!Harem, Bashing here and there, Boss!TwinSister. If you do not like any of these, PLEASE... Back away NOW. I do not want you to go through the trouble of reading this story only to be dissatisfied.

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"H"- speaking in Japanese

H – thoughts

H -flashback

"H" – speaking in another language

Ages:

Tsunayoshi: Six-Seven

Reya: Six

Iemitsu: Thirty

Nana: Twenty Seven

Kawahira: (Physically) Forty One

Mukuro: Eight

Nana Sawada was a lovely woman at twenty seven, with straight brown hair reaching just below her shoulders. Her eyes were closed as she let out a laugh which sounded like an angel's song. Her long light blue summer dress fluttered in the wind as her right hand kept the straw hat firmly on her head. A pink purse was held within her other hand, which rested on her side. She stood beside the love of her life for a long while, admiring the sunset from the cliff just behind the grand five-star hotel they were staying at.

Iemitsu Sawada had his arms wrapped around her waist. At thirty, he was a strong man with a stable job. His blonde hair swayed with the gentle breeze, creating a ticklish sensation on his closed eyes. Black gloves covered both his hands. His right arm hung loosely over her shoulder, his lips formed a wide grin. He did not mind the wrinkles her right hand was now making on his gray shirt. Nor did he mind the liquid from spilled beverage currently soaking his brown pants.

A six year old child watched as the two hugged. His name was Tsunayoshi Sawada. He sat by the window of their room, playing with the hem of his pale yellow shirt. His large brown eyes observed the scene in front him. Something tugged on his dark brown shorts, causing him to turn his head a bit. A hand came to pull at strands of spikey brown hair and in a flash, his eyes met with furious blue. He simply blinked in a slow manner and looked on, as though expecting something else to happen. His twin sister gave a cruel smile before tearing at her light blue dress.

Reya Sawada tugged on her long blonde hair and started crying and screaming in agony. Her brother simply watched on with indifference and looked to the door when he heard it open with a loud bang. Not as though they would care to hear my side... Fearful brown and furious steel gray gazed upon the scene. Their daughter had been attacked by their son... No, he was not their son... He was a demon. That day, they decided to just leave him in Japan on his own...

Two months later, the brunette found himself facing a peculiar looking man. The man had pale skin, his face framed by white hair. He wore glasses over crimson red eyes and his lips formed a thin, strained smile. The man wore a simple attire composed of a dark blue shirt and black jeans. "Hello there, Yoshi-sama." the man greeted with a resolute voice.

"Who are you?" the child asked, head tilting to the right. The man gave a minute flinch upon hearing the monotonous voice of his ward. He remembered his frequent nightly visions about the child... They were not good. Currently, the boy wore rather ragged clothing. The pale yellow shirt and dark brown shorts had tears on them.

"I have been sent to care for you." the child's empty brown eyes looked him over. "So they decided to not leave me completely alone, huh?" he voiced out. "My name is Tsunayoshi." he introduced, knowing the man already knew him, but for formality's sake, why not? "And mine would be Kawahira." the man answered in turn, kneeling on one knee in font of the child. "I shall stay with you for as long as you need." "Hmm... Could you help me switch schools?" was the only reply from the brunette.

The following day, Kawahira helped sign the documents for Tsunayoshi's transfer from Namimori Elementary School to Kokuyo Elementary School.

It was a sluggish morning for Tsunayoshi. The man, his official guardian, had gotten them temporary lodgings at an apartment near his school. That is, after they deemed the too small house (given by his family) unworthy of their time and efforts. Tsunayoshi had also asked for his last name to be changed to Cielo.

The door to his room opened and before he could process things, he was swiftly dressed in his uniform which consisted of a light green polo shirt and a pair of custom black shorts. Brown eyes blinked sleepily as Kawahira lead him to the table for breakfast. For a while, Tsunayoshi thought he saw his mother smiling at him.

He quickly pushed that thought away, though, knowing that it was a hopeless dream...

Kawahira walked him to school, as he had been doing these past five months. He looked at the brunette child with fondness and affection as they parted at the school gates. The child, in turn, hugged his waist and asked him to sit on the bench where he proceeded to give the man a quick peck on the cheek.

Kawahira could only do so much to hide a faint pink blush, the result of a simple action. I should not be thinking of him in such a way... He is but a seven year old child... His mind wandered to the occasion which happened no less than a month ago.

~Kawahira's POV~

"Yoshi-sama, time to get up now." Yoshi-sama looked at me with tiredness. I am assuming said tiredness is caused by the school. Really, do they not know who... Never mind... Today is a special day, so perhaps he could just skip school... "Hira-chan...? What time is it? Four?" he asked after glancing out the window. A part of me felt happy for some reason, knowing Yoshi-sama made a nickname for me... The majority of myself... Was purely ecstatic at the thought of him calling out my name... "Come now," I said as I helped him up. "today's a special day." My heart ached as I saw the confused expression he wore. Did those people truly not love him? Obviously. Once he was cleaned up, we went downstairs to eat. I very nearly fell over with shock as I heard him ask, voice so full of surprise and curiosity, "What's the cake for?"

It took me a lot not to just cuss out the existence of the ones responsible for this, but I managed. Somehow...

"Hira-chan~ C'mon! Tell me why there's cake. Did you win the lottery? Are we getting a house? Are we moving to a different place?!" the last question was said with a bit more excitement than the rest. I gave a resigned sigh, still not really wanting to believe they would forego even this... But it is quite plausible... I walked over to the table- Yoshi-sama had already sat in one of the two chairs we had- and stood behind the simply made chocolate cake before putting seven candles on it. The light I saw in those almost dull brown eyes seemed to intensify. "Happy Birthday, Yoshi-sama!" I greeted in a soft voice. He seemed to be ready to cry any moment...

~End POV~

The man sighed as he recalled cussing certain people... In the safety of his mind, of course. He wouldn't want the child hating him... He sat on the bench until it was time for recess, and then his eyes would roam over the children, looking for the brunette who had warmed his once ice cold heart. Usually, they would eat snacks together and talk about what happened during class hours. Today, it seemed, things were going to be different.

At the start of class, Tsunayoshi was surprised to know of a new student joining their them. He had thought that wouldn't be allowed, seeing as it was the middle of the school year. Yet, a new face stood in front of the room. He had deep blue hair styled in an odd pineapple like way. His right eye was hidden underneath bandages as his lone blue eye roamed the class. His thin lips formed a dishonest smile and his name itself seemed quite frightening.

"Children, this is Rokudo-kun. His family just moved here due to unfortunate circumstances, so be nice." the teacher said with a smile before addressing the new student. "Go on ahead and introduce yourself, Rokudo-kun." The child looked at Tsunayoshi longer than he looked at the others. "Kufufufu. Mukuro. Rokudo Mukuro. Pleasure to meet you." he said with a bow. "Ah... The only seat left is the one beside Cielo-kun." "Thank you."

Mukuro walked to Tsunayoshi's desk and gave a look of surprise. His eye filled with a little hope before he sat at his appointed desk. The rest of the class went on as usual, with most of the students throwing rude looks and gestures to Tsunayoshi. (Just like in Namimori Elemntary, he thought.) Except this time, there was a small voice at the back of the brunette's head telling him to invite the blue eyed boy over for snacks. So when class was over, he did just that. "Rokudo-san. Would you like to eat with me?" And so, Tsunayoshi introduced his new classmate to Kawahira, who looked at the said child once and nodded.

The following weeks brought to light a new friend to Tsunayoshi. One as protective as his guardian. For those who like to insult the brunette in any way, they got a snide remark or a glare (or both) from a very irate blue haired boy. Some say they actually saw real life gargoyles beat a bunch of bullies to near death. But of course, no one believed those claims. Mukuro only smiled in a scary way when asked by Tsunayoshi. Kawahira, on the other hand, didn't even bother to ask. He simply smiled at the blue haired child and gave him a congratulatory pat on the head.

In the course of the month, Kawahira was able to buy a small yet suitable house for Tsunayoshi and himself. It was not until the middle of winter break that Tsunayoshi learned of Mukuro's family. He had been walking to the flower shop to buy Kawahira a flower for their monthly anniversary (of their first meeting).

Sakura: Ehehe... This idea wouldn't leave my mind since it started to appear... For those waiting on my other stories, I have this to say: They are in progress.

Alice: *Deadpan* She has no interest in us any more.

Tsuna: Eto... Are you lost...? This is for Reborn! Characters... Anyway, Sakura-san probably just needs a break...?

Sakura: *Hides behind Daisuke* Sorry...! I am so lost with those other stories...*Cries*

Daisuke: *sighs* In case you skipped the first part, this has YAOI, HAREM, SEME!TSUNA, OOC and BASHING of characters. If you do not like any of these, PLEASE... Back away NOW. We would not want anyone else to go through the trouble of reading these stories only to be dissatisfied. (*refer to Forever: Rant*)