Title His Extra-Sense
Summary AU! It all started with six creepy happenings at the Sawada household, before Nana and him moved away. After eleven long years, they returned and Tsuna isn't exactly normal. Actually, he was far from it. Thankfully, it was just noted by a certain few and not everyone else. (All27; Third-eye!Tsuna)
Author Anano Jinseite
Pairings All27 (No definite main pairing actually. Prolly change later on)
Rating Ranging from K+ to T
Warnings for all chapters shounen ai; failed humor(?) or scary situations(?); a somehow-amateur and non-native English writer; erratic and long updates; more to be added as time goes on…
Warnings for this chapter unbeta-ed, long chapter(?)
Disclaimer for all chapters I don't own KHR. Only the plot and stuff here and there. But I do own it in some parallel universe though and it's full of All27 fluff and angst… Well, at least that's what I think. Lemme ask Byakuran-chan some time then.
Author's note First fan fiction for KHR! Just the prologue here though. Got inspired from the creepy short stories my friends told me about which they claimed they read at the internet, hahahaha. I actually wrote this months waaay back, but then stumbled on it just recently so yeah... Enough babbling though. Enjoy~ *hart hart*
His Extra-Sense
Prologue
Sawada Tsunayoshi was a very adorable child. With warm, wide chocolate brown eyes and chubby, rosy-red cheeks, it was no surprise that a spark of an awed feeling would flame in your heart and you would want to cuddle the little being to death.
It was really nice to watch him run around with a smile on his cute, angelic features and giggle sweetly at every stupid thing that would happen. He had the clumsiness of a baby giraffe though, and an-all too trusting character.
All in all, Tsuna was a loved kid by the Sawadas.
…though it couldn't be said so after those incidents.
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The first time it happened was then.
One night, Sawada Nana woke up from the sound of the cries of her three-year old son. Her husband Iemitsu was out of the country for a construction job, that meaning she had to be the one to calm down her son's cries—Not that she was complaining though.
After pulling on her robe and slipping on some slippers, she followed the direction of the weeps and found herself standing at the doorway of their lit-kitchen. Her hazel-hued orbs narrowed slightly at the sight of Tsuna curled up into a ball at a corner and was wailing loudly. She immediately cooed and went to kneel over her child. The young brunet immediately quietened and buried his face into his mother's shoulders, stifling his now-vague mewls.
When he was completely silent, Nana took it as the invitation to ask what was wrong to her child.
"Mama… there are thingies there!" Tsuna whimpered and pointed at the cabinet under the sink. "T-They were noisy s-so Tsu-kun went and t-tried looking! When Tsu-kun came, t-there was a thingy l-looking at T-Tsu-kun!"
Nana followed the pointer finger and actually found the cabinet ajar upon closer inspection. With narrowed eyes, she went over—ignoring her son's loudening cries as she did so—and let out a relieved sigh when she just saw a familiar sock-puppet with googley eyes that her son owned. If she remembered correctly, Tsuna kept it ever since she used it for a short-time puppet show entertainment.
Grabbing the dirty puppet and pulling it over her hand, Nana turned around and smiled. "No Tsu-kun, it's just Ningyō-san! See, just Ningyō-san!" She wiggled her fingers, giving the view of the puppet dancing.
But then, Tsuna's face twisted into one that showed faint features of fear and distress. "H-Huh? B-But T-Tsu-kun lost Ningyō-san a-at park when T-Tsu-kun and Mama went at p-park!"
"Oh Tsu-kun, maybe you just misremembered. See? Ningyō-san's here! Maybe you just forgot where you last placed it?"
Tsuna only whimpered.
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The second creepy happening was when Nana was tucking Tsuna in his bed. The young brunet was still adamant from sleeping in his own room, but went along when his mother told him it was time to sleep back in his room again. After several minutes of quiet pleas and tight clinging, Nana was able to tuck her son properly.
She smiled a little and pressed a soft kiss on the young brunet's forehead, "Good night Tsu-kun."
Tsuna didn't reply for a second before letting out a small whimper and looked down on his covers, "G-Good bye Mama…"
The mother smiled at the cuteness her son was showing and—wait, goodbye?
Nana frowned for a second, before she cooed and patted her son's head, "No Tsu-kun. We say good night," She gently corrected.
However, the young brunet didn't budge—though all feared expressions were wiped away from his face—and just stared down on his covers. "T-Tsu-kun knows… But this time, Tsu-kun believes it's time to say goodbye."
That night, Nana couldn't sleep and had to check her sleeping son multiple times that night, just to make sure that Tsuna was still there and he wasn't going anywhere.
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The third time was when Enma-kun—Tsuna's bestfriend—and his family went over for lunch.
As Nana happily chattered with Shimon Cozart(Enma-kun's older brother) and the kids (including Enma but not Tsuna)playing with the piles of toys scattered around at one part of the room, they all jumped when an ear-splitting scream, deafening clatters of metal and loud splashes of liquid came from the kitchen.
Nana, immediately alarmed, jumped into action and ran to the room. There, she found Tsuna bawling at the floor, his hands curled into small balls of fists, and an angry red burn at almost half of his body, most on his right cheek. There was a steaming pool of thick, yellow liquid with small chunks of golden meat and the white flesh of eggs only a few inches near the boy, a dented pot not-too far away.
At this, Nana ignored everything else and quickly went over to her injured little boy with a worried cry and started fussing.
Meanwhile, Cozart narrowed his ruby-red eyes as he kept Tsuna's other playmates and his younger sibling out of the room after they followed shortly.
He stared at the child—on which he remembers was just bouncing around with happiness with unintelligible noises when they arrived—and only kept quiet, all the while as the youngsters behind him were all offering their own hubbubs of worry and curiousity.
Tsuna who was covered with burns from head to toe tugged on his mother's long-sleeved shirt and pointed at the cabinet underneath the sink with a whimper. "M-Mama! T-There w-was the thingy again!"
Nana instantly understood what her son meant and tried comforting the latter the best she can,"Tsu-kuun! We already had this talk, right? There's nothing there!"
"B-But Mama…!"
"No Tsu-kun, you're being a naughty boy." Nana warned, "Now let's go and treat those bur—Oh dear! I think we should pass by a clinic for this. Does it hurt Tsu-kun? Oh my, your skin's already peeling off-"
Cozart shut off the female parent's fretting but instead looked at the cabinet where Tsuna pointed at.
He noticed that it was slightly open and found a white thing hanging slightly at the edge. With a made up mind, he looked back and shot Adelheid(the most responsible and trustable child in the group) a stare. "Don't go inside. Make sure the others won't so too,"
Adelheid nodded her head and made her way to the front to block the path, while Cozart went and kneeled in front of the open cabinet. He peered inside and slowly picked up the white object.
It was a sock puppet.
"Cozart-kun? Is there really something wrong there?"
The older redhead hid the puppet inside his pocket with speed and ease before looking up, only to meet with Nana's troubled eyes. Cozart only stared at first, before he shook his head and smiled wryly. "No, there wasn't any."
"Oh, is that so? That's great then,"
For some reason, Nana looked extremely relieved. He wonders why.
"I was worried for a moment that you found Ningyō-san inside again."
Now that caught Cozart's attention, "Ningyō-san?" He repeated.
"Yes, Ningyō-san." Nana nodded as she gently helped her son stand up from the ground. "It's a puppet I made for Tsu-kun a while ago and—careful! You'll slip—just a few nights ago, I found Tsu-kun crying at the corner there while saying there was something in there. I looked and only found Ningyō-san but then, Tsu-kun claimed that he lost it at the park."
Nana frowned as she continued, "I said that maybe, he just misremembered but he really looked scared, so I hid the puppet away and let him sleep with me for the time being."
With a distraught look marring her face, Nana shot a heart-wrenched stare at her sniffling child who was staring at the ground.
"I was creeped since Tsu-kun wasn't that much of a fearful child before, so I never showed Ningyō-san to him ever again. To be honest Cozart-kun, I was a bit frightened to go and check the cabinet now. But thankfully, you were the one who looked at it. I'm sorry for that, but thank you for clearing up that nothing was inside."
Cozart let out a quiet hum and had something flash across his eyes for a second. He unconsciously patted his pocket which had the puppet inside before opening his mouth to ask a question. "Excuse me Nana-san, but can you describe what Ningyō-san looks like?"
The mother brunette who was already on her way out (now giving Enma and the others to fuss over Tsuna) looked back and nodded. "Oh, um. Ningyō-san is a sock puppet with big, black googley eyes. I made it from Papa's old, worn out sock."
"What was its' color? And the fabric?"
"Hm… I believe it was a white cotton fabric. Why the sudden curiosity though, Cozart-kun?"
Cozart kept quiet for the first few seconds before waving his hand carelessly, "Oh, nothing." He shot a disarming smile at the female. "I was just being curious. But with that aside, we should go and get Tsuna-kun to the nearest clinic now. His burns are looking worse and worse by the minute. I'll go and drive you there, the kids could watch the house while we're gone."
"Oh! Yes, yes." Nana instantly forgot the previous topic and went back to mother-henning her child. "Thank you so much Cozart-kun! I'm sorry you have to see this all happen and for the trouble."
"No, it's alright Nana-san. I, as well, is worried for Tsuna-kun's well-being." Also, I'm feeling that something isn't right here at all. "But first off, I believe we should dampen Tsuna-kun's skin with cold water. You know, like for first aid?"
"Oh yes, yes! Great idea Cozart-kun! Tsu-kun, please keep up with the pain for a few more seconds, alright?"
After a couple of minutes minutes, Enma stared through the window as their car drove off with Nana-san, Tsu-kun and his onii-chan inside to the clinic. He stayed back with worried eyes, while the others(Excluding Shitopi-chan and Aoba-kun) met them off at the doorstep.
"Oooo~ What's this?"
Enma snapped off from his slight reverie and looked back on where he heard Shitopi-chan's voice came from. He found her crouching down, poking on what seemed to be a white thingy with googley eyes. Aoba-kun was standing up, looking at the thing with a slight scrunch of his nose.
"It looks like a sock puppet. A badly made sock puppet."
Enma kept quiet at first before jumping down and over the two. He crouched down and stared at the puppet. It looked a bit torn and dirty, but other than that, it looked quite fine. After a few minutes, he grabbed the puppet and slipped it on his fingers without a second though.
"Wha—Hey! Enma! What are you doin—"
"Really? I think it's pretty well-made Aoba-kun." Enma hummed with a tilt of his head as he wiggled his fingers to watch the puppet dance slightly, cutting off the other's words. Aoba sighed, ignoring the sudden prick of dread in his stomach, while Adelheid and the others came back from the entrance after locking the door.
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The fourth time? Nana bets that it was the main reason why she suddenly had the want to move out. And fast.
While she and Tsuna were sitting at the living room one time when it was nearing night(her reading a book that she recently bought at a bookstore and the young brunet nibbling happily on the cookies she made) a crash sounded from upstairs. She jumped from her seat and her head snapped up, looking at the way up with largened eyes. Was there a thief?
She then turned to her son who stopped eating and instead looked curiously at his mother. Nana stared at her son. She wouldn't bear it if something happened to her little Tsu-kun, and as a mother, she needs to take responsibilities on what happened in the house.
With made-up thoughts, Nana pressed a finger up to her lips.
"Keep quiet Tsu-kun, alright? Come here," She ushered the little brunet to the coffee table at the middle which had a black cloth draped over it. Nana lifted the cloth and placed her son there, "Whatever you do, never go out here okay?"
With an innocent look, Tsuna nodded with pursed lips.
Nana smiled at the angelic look her son was having and pressed a small, chaste kiss on his forehead. "Be right back, Tsu-kun." And with that, she pulled away and went out of the room—of course, only after grabbing her husband's old and not-used golf club at a corner.
She slowly tiptoed upstairs and peeked around the rooms.
When she arrived at her son's room, Nana frowned when she found glass shards shattered on the floor and the window broken. Her brows furrowed when she neared and looked out of the window. The… thief went through Tsu-kun's room?
How?
There were no trees near there at all and it was impossible to use a ladder there—not counting the fact that she didn't find any at the first place-but since their oh-so magnificent and quite deep fishpond was located below it. Besides that, she found no rocks on the floor that would possibly had been thrown.
And so, just how did the window get broken-
CRASH!
Nana whipped around, whole body shaking and eyes wide, as she gripped on the golf club tightly when a crash sounded behind her.
She blinked at first, confused, but slowly sighed relieved when she saw who was the source of the crash.
"Mou Tsu-kun, I thought I told you to stay where you are?" She childishly whined at the lithe figure of her son that was standing in the doorway, just in front of a broken picture frame. "And look, you broke something. Naughty, naughty Tsu-kun." Nana scolded, as she kneeled over and poked the broken remains.
However, the mother frowned when she noticed that it was a picture of her, Iemitsu and Tsuna. It had a very noticeable crack shattering the part wherein she and her husband were connected to their child.
Nana ignored the cold shiver that ran up her spine and looked back to the doorway to ask a favor from her child.
"Tsu-kun, would you please get the broom? Mama needs to clean up-" Her voice trailed off when she noticed no one was standing there anymore. "-the mess…? Tsu-kun? Where did you go?"
Dusting off the imaginary dust on her clothes, Nana stood up and went down, calling her son's name all the while.
"Tsu-kun? Where are you? Tsu-ku-Ara, there you are." She paused, smiling a little, when she noticed a brown tuft of hair peeking at the edge of the doorway to the kitchen and one large, beady brown eye.
"Tsu-kun, could you please pass me the broom there inside? Mama needs to clean up the mess upsta-"
"Mama?" A voice sounded behind her, cutting her off.
Nana froze. But spun around and looked at the doorway of the living room just after a second.
There, Tsuna was standing, clutching the doorpost with shaking hands, and looking at her with wide teary eyes, "T-Tsu-kun is here. D-Do y-you need anything from T-Tsu-kun?"
"…Tsu-kun? But…" Nana couldn't suppress the shivers running up and down her spine. She felt her jaw drop slightly and turned to the kitchen with wide unbelieving eyes-"But… you were just there…?"-but there was nothing.
No tuft of hair.
No peeking eyes.
Nothing.
Slowly, she turned around to her child and couldn't hide the fearful eyes she was having.
She swears. She just saw Tsuna inside the kitchen. She knows it was him. But… But then, just how did he get there to the living room when she was talking to him all that time?
Unknowingly, Tsuna started to fumble with his fingers as he looked down on the floor. "I-I heard Mama s-saying my name, s-so T-Tsu-kun was about t-to go o-out of table first. B-But then, Tsu-kun heard M-Mama say to him t-that not t-to go out again, so T-Tsu-kun stayed. But then, T-Tsu-kun heard M-Mama talking to Tsu-kun again, but T-Tsu-kun felt that it was n-not Tsu-kun M-Mama was talking t-to, so now, T-Tsu-kun went out. Then, T-Tsu-kun found M-Mama speaking to kitchen and calling k-kitchen Tsu-kun. I-is…"
Nana stared at her son with now fear-filled eyes while the other looked at her worriedly.
"I-Is everything alright with Mama?"
Just behind Tsuna at the large reflecting mirror of their living room, Nana could see the back of her speaking child and a duplicate image of Tsuna just beside the latter, eyes shadowed and with a very, very large smile.
Everything clicked.
"M-Mama…?"
Nana screamed.
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The fifth was the briefest one she had.
But one of the scariest.
When she left Tsuna sleeping in his room one time, Nana suddenly got a call from Cozart. When she picked up and said a hello, nobody replied. Just a loud, steady breathing.
"Hello? Cozart-kun? Is there anything wrong?"
[Haa… Haa…]
"Cozart-kun?"
[Haa… Haa…]
Nana frowned, "This isn't funny Cozart-kun. Is there something wro—"
Then there was laughter.
[Hee… Hee...]
A pause. "A.. Are?"
[Hee… Heehee… Heeheehee…! Heeheeheehee! HEEHEEHEEHEE!]
Goose bumps appeared on Nana's skin as she hang up the fastest she ever had. She could feel her blood turn cold as the creepy, laughing voice echoed in her mind. Was that really Cozart-kun? It sounded far from him.
But wait.
Let her think about it for a minute… Actually, it never sounded like Cozart at all. In fact, all her life, Cozart never laughed creepily or intimidatingly or… Or-Or stupid like that.
It didn't have to be a question.
She knew something was up.
Immediately running to grab her coat, she was about to go out to visit the Shimon household. Just in time when the doorbell went off.
After a moment's hesitation, Nana slowly crept up the door and peered at the small peek hole at the top. There was a child with a clump of blazing red hair and the same like for the eyes staring through.
Nana frowned, "…Enma-kun?"
Quickly, she opened the door and kneeled to speak to the child. "Enma-kun? What are you doing here? It's already late in the evening. This is dangerous! Is there something wrong? Where's Cozart-kun and the others? Aren't they with you?"
Enma only stared.
And it was enough to make Nana's skin crawl.
"There's nothing wrong Nana-san." The redhead replied after a few seconds of silence and smiled as if nothing was wrong. Like, he wasn't alone, standing in front of their porch at the dawn of the night. "But I have something to give you though."
The female Sawada blinked, "Eh? What is it?"
Enma beamed-"This!"- And placed an all-too familiar sock puppet at Nana's outstretched hand.
Nana's eyes widened.
Her hand shook while she took hold of the puppet.
How…
How did—
"How did you get this Enma-kun?"
She swears for all things, she kept in hidden inside her box that was locked with a numerical keypad. One which password's only she knows.
Just how did it get to the redhead's hands?
Enma only stared innocently as a reply with a purse of his lips. Not liking this all of the sudden, Nana frowned and got ready to reprimand the youngling for whatever she just thought that time.
But then, the redhead lowered his head, his hair shadowing his eyes. Nana felt dread run with her blood through her veins when she saw a familiar smile—grin—stretch across the child's face.
She saw it before.
It was like…
It was just like…
It was just like the one Tsuna's look-alike in the mirror had.
"It's nothing, Nana-san!" Enma chirped before spinning around and waved his hand, cutting Nana off her reverie. "Bye bye! Take care~" After that, the child giggle and just ran off, disappearing to the darkness.
In a daze, Nana was minutes late to call out to the child. But with fear in her system, she just stared instead uneasily at the sock in her hand. She had to do something to this...this thing.
She just had to.
And so, at that night, a small fire started at the backyard of the Sawadas and a smell of burning sifted through the air.
The next morning, only remains of a certain white cottony puppet was seen…and a specific Shimon child got sick with a very high fever.
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The last one? Nana had enough.
She didn't want anything happening to her beloved Tsu-kun.
None.
After several days and Enma was already well(she didn't ask anything as it seemed the child didn't had memories at that precise evening), the mother noticed that her son wasn't acting the same way at the times when the cabinet under the sink did some things like open up a bit or make quiet rattling sounds.
It confused Nana.
Normally, Tsuna would stiffen up or at worse, cry.
But recently, he was acting normal(Not that she considered her son abnormal, that is). In fact, there always seemed to be a smile quirking up on his lips every time something happened—or maybe, a hum drifting across the air.
One time, Nana asked her son.
"Ne Tsu-kun, you seemed to be in a good mood these days? Did something happen?" She inquired as she fixed up breakfast for herself early in the morning. Tsuna, who was already eating his part of eggs and bacon, stopped and looked up with food-stuffed cheeks. He swallowed the mouthful of food—helped with the water handed to him by his mother—and grinned cutely.
"Nothing happened to Tsu-kun, Mama!"
"Oh?" Nana raised a brow and spoke with a slightly-teasing tone, "So why is Tsu-kun not afraid with the cabinets now?"
"Hm…" The child pressed a finger up to his opened-mouth and looked hesitant to say something first. Nana shot him a look of a mother, and Tsuna had no choice but to say what was on his mind. "Actually… the thingies under the sink isn't bad at all!"
"…Eh?" The female suddenly stopped her actions and a smile froze on her face. "And… And how did you arrive to that Tsu-kun?" She tried her hardest to not make her voice quiver, even in the slightest bit.
Thankfully, Tsuna didn't notice at all. Actually, instead, he brightened.
"The thingies spoke to Tsu-kun one time! They were nice and played with Tsu-kun. Tsu-kun trusts them a lot now. But…"
Nana didn't want to press on-she really, really didn't want to do it—but for some reason, she did.
"But what Tsu-kun?"
The small brunet looked up with knitted brows and a frown.
"But not the man who stands by Tsu-kun's bed at night though."
Later that night, Nana peeked through her son's room at midnight. She didn't know where to have felt the fear more.
The fact that her son was laughing, talking- playing with something that isn't there on the floor.
Or that there was something black-definitely having a figure of a man—standing beside Tsuna's bed and was staring at the latter's direction.
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Exactly a week later, the Sawadas moved out to somewhere no one knows where and disappeared without a trace. Only the house stayed in its' place, never opened at the years that passed by. It puzzled everyone on why it was still standing and nobody even bothered to demolish the place.
However, accurately eleven years later, they returned.
But the son Tsunayoshi Sawada isn't normal at all—actually, he was far from it.
Well, at least only known to a few and not everyone else though.
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to be continued...
