Hello readers!This is the third series (even though it says II) oh and just a heads up, THIS STORY HAS OCs AND MAY CONTAIN AWKWARD WRITING.
If you don't like OCs, well I'm sorry since this is a story I've had in mind for ages and I finally (had the damn courage and) decided to write it out. If you don't mind the above conditions, you might want to read "Darkness that Illuminates" first, followed by "Soul of Turmoil" then THIS. :) (BTW, all three stories have OCs.)
About the awkward writing part... Thanks to exams, I haven't been writing so it feels weird to start writing again. Haha, lame excuse =_=
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Tsuna glanced out of the window, watching the white puffs of clouds float by, rays of sunshine beaming through like spotlights. He just couldn't concentrate on the class anymore and his thoughts just gradually shifted to the kidnapping incident.
"I made everyone so worried... Even mum... Tsukiyo is gone too. I guess I'm just too incapable..."
"Juudaime! Let's have lunch together!" Gokudera shouted excitedly, dashing towards his beloved boss' table.
"Huh? Lunch already?" Tsuna's thoughts dissipated and he stared up at Gokudera. Yamamoto strolled towards them, carrying his bento.
"Yo, Tsuna! Gokudera! My Dad made sushi!"
"That's what you say everyday!" Gokudera glared, annoyed at the daily repetition.
"Are you still troubled by that incident?" Yamamoto asked, diverting his attention towards Tsuna.
Wow, Yamamoto read me like a book...
"Y... Yes. I know I promised to share my burden but sometimes, it's just hard to explain..."
"Could you tell us? We're friends aren't we?" the ever cheerful Rain guardian smiled. Tsuna relaxed at that statement and spilled out whatever he was thinking about.
"I promised Tsukiyo that she would be one of my guardians but that didn't turn out and I made everybody worry! If I could just protect my friends and myself, maybe all of this would never have happened..." Ah, I feel so relieved after letting that out...
"Don't worry juudaime! We can all work together as a family! Unity is strength! Even if I can't get along with the others, I'll do anything for juudaime!" Gokudera gave a wide grin, making Tsuna smile.
"Thank you..."
It's not over, Sawada Tsunayoshi... Go on, continue your happy life as it is now because I'm going to drag you down to hell... Aahahaha! The man cackled as he sat behind monitor screens, each showing the surveillance of Tsuna and his guardians.
~~~~~~~.
"Kagehane Tsukiyo. Are you awake?" a deep voice called out.
The girl stirred a little and cracked her eyes open slowly.. " Where the hell am I?..." she said with emphasis. Sitting up, she could feel a sharp pain in her abdomen and quickly fell back into the nice soft pillow. She looked around the large room, then herself, wrapped in bandages. Hmm, comfy bed, dull sheets of black, white and grey, making the room seem like a black and white photo Very little sunlight streaming through the gaps of the curtain, and last but not least, a man from the Vindice, the same one that I negotiated with for Mukuro. Either I'm dead in hell or alive in hell.
"You, child, are definitely alive and in the compounds of the Vindice."
"Why am I here? I should be dead from that blast." Tsukiyo questioned, looking suspiciously at the man who had long hair.
"You should be thankful, your powers saved you from the brink of death. You were almost crushed by the debris and burned by the explosion but your shadows crystallised and shielded you." The man walked from the foot of the bed, towards the side. He dropped a stack files onto the bedside table. "The files you wanted so eagerly that you would risk your life for."
"You haven't answered my question. Why am I here?" she demanded.
"We didn't want to let you die, obviously. Though you still would have survived even without us." turning towards the large mahogany door, he continued, "You are strongly recommended to remain here and if you should feel better, join us for breakfast downstairs."
"Us? Breakfast? You guys actually eat?" she said aloud. Oops. Definitely a bad habit she should kick.
The man pulled down his bandages, revealing human features which included, the mouth.
"Oh." Tsukiyo flipped over the grey blanket and got up slowly again. A shiver went through her body as her feet touched the cold, polished floor. Looking around, she found her boots in a corner and tiptoed towards it. She put it on with much effort and limped downstairs. As she entered the dining room, she was met with a grand sight. A long, teak table stood in the middle of the room and on the ceiling was the largest chandelier she had ever seen. Way bigger than the Varia's... Snapping out from her awe, Tsukiyo noticed six Vindice guards around the table.
"Come join us, Tsukiyo." the long haired man beckoned. He was the one whom I negotiated with. He's probably the leader. What was his name again?... Burmuda Von Vichtenstein... What a name, I'll just call him Burmuda. Ah, that baby sitting on his shoulder with the clear pacifier... Is he an arcobaleno? Tsukiyo continued chewing and daydreaming until Burmuda spoke, "What, may I ask, are you staring at?"
"Ah! Erm... You?" Tsukiyo inwardly face palmed herself for that ridiculous reply.
"Obviously. Your reason?" Tsukiyo paused for a moment before replying, "The baby with the clear pacifier and you. Why would you save me? I'm normal-"
"Unfortunately, dear girl, you are not normal. Like I said before, your powers are like ours, the eighth element."
"Does that mean my pare-"
"Sir!" another Vindice guard shouted, "There's trouble."
"What is it," Burmuda growled, standing up. The Vindice guard whispered something and they left.
Why am I always getting ignored and interrupted?
Feeling tired, she limped painfully once again, to her, or rather, the Vindice's guest room. Why would they even have guest rooms anyway? Not like they have any visitors who would actually want to stay in this creepy hallways were dark and the only light there was were the torches hanging on the wall which looked quite cool. The doors she walked past had skull patterns and red rubies were adorned on them which gave off an eerie feel, making her quicken her pace. As she approached her room, Tsukiyo pushed open the large, heavy door with a creak and closed it behind her. She rummaged through her stuff before taking out her phone and dialing the person she was most comfortable with, Mukuro.
"Hello?" a cool, sleek voice said.
"Mukuro?..." There was a pause and he answered, "Tsukiyo, is that you?"
"Erm, yeah..."
"Kufufufu, you survived that blast?"
"Long story, but yeah."
"Why didn't you call that boyfriend of yours?"
"Shut it or else. How long was I gone?"
"A month."
" A-Are you serious? I was in coma for a month?" Damn! I hope Tsuna is okay…
"Yes, So when are you coming back?"
"I'm in the Vindice right now. Apparently, they rescued me..."
The playful voice disappeared and a slightly shocked tone replaced it. "What? Are they detaining you?"
"No! I'm in a nice big room with horribly dull colours and I just had breakfast with them."
" So why did you call me if you're having fun? "
"Fun? ... I... Never mind. Sorry for calling then. Don't tell anyone 'kay?" Before he could answer, she ended the call. "I should have called Fran." she mumbled, flopping onto her bed. "At least he's nicer. Stupid pineapple."
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"Hey, Gokudera! Wait for me!" Yamamoto called out.
"What are you doing, yakyu-baka? Isn't your home in the opposite direction?"
"Well, I wanted to ask you something," he smiled nervously, scratching the back of his head.
Gokudera stopped in his tracks and turned towards the other boy. "Well, spit it out!"
"You see, Tsuna seems so depressed lately and he doesn't have anyone talk to."
"Yes?..." Gokudera became interested, seeing that it concerned his boss.
"I think we should have a sleepover at his house! That way, he can talk to us for a whole night!"
Gokudera broke into a smile, "... That's a great idea!" for the first time, they had both agreed on the same thing. "Let's go ask him now!" They ran back to Tsuna's house and knocked on the door excitedly.
"Ah! Gokudera and Yamamoto! What brings you here?" Nana asked with a friendly smile.
"We were wondering if we could have a sleepover here with Tsuna today!"
"Of course you can! I'm sure Tsuna will love it! He has been so depressed lately and I don't know what to do..." she sighed.
"We'll go get our stuff then! Come on, Gokudera!" Yamamoto said as he ran home.
"Thank you, juudaime's mama!" He bowed politely before dashing off as well.
"What nice friends Tsuna have!"
"Oka-san? Who was that? It sounded strangely like Yamamoto and Gokudera..." Tsuna walked down the stairs as Nana closed the door.
"Yes they were! And they're having a sleepover here! Clear your room for them okay?"
"Ehh? But-"
"It seems like they wanted to cheer you up!" She said before making her way back to the kitchen, humming happily to herself.
~~~~~~~.
Deimos sat on his bed, reading, when there was a knock on his door.
"What?" he asked, grumpily, slamming the book shut.
"Time for dinner, Deimos." Aaron replied. "You don't have to be so scary all the time you know, even Neko is terrified." Deimos kept silent and heard shuffling outside the door. It opened and Mukuro entered, giving his usual smirk.
"Oya, oya. Sulking away like a little boy are we?"
"Shut up. I didn't say you could come in."
"You never said I couldn't." Deimos didn't reply, instead, he gave a glare that could dissolve rocks into liquid, before returning to his book. Mukuro just smirked, knowing that he had easily outwitted the other. "What's wrong? Frustrated that Tsukiyo is gone? That you could have saved her if you had tagged along?" Deimos lifted his head from the book and glared harder with a deathly aura at the smirking illusionist.
Haha, seems like I hit a raw nerve. One could feel the static between them and Aaron stepped back, not wanting to be caught up in their crossfire. "Don't look so upset, it wasn't entirely your fault."
"You really like to provoke people, don't you, you stupid pineapple? I finally realised why they called you that." The tables were turned and Mukuro's eye twitched.
"Well, I'm not here to just provoke you, I'm here to tell you that Tsukiyo is not dead." There was a deadly silence in the room for a while.
"Really?" Aaron asked.
"She called me herself and told me what had happened."
"Why would she call you?" Deimos grumbled.
Giving a triumphant smile, Mukuro said, "Jealous, brat?"
"I'm not! For your information, I'm a year older than you, pineapple brat." Suddenly, Deimos' phone vibrated and he picked it up immediately. "What?"
"Why so rude, Dei?" a female voice was heard over the speaker. Deimos' jaw dropped as he recognised the voice. "Tsukiyo?"
"Well, yeah. I'm alive. Hooray." she said in a bored tone.
"So the pineapple wasn't lying after all."
Mukuro's eye twitched again. "I shall be leaving now so you can talk to your 'friend'" he said, stepping out of the room. Aaron left as well, leaving Deimos alone.
"Hey, are you okay? What happened?" he continued.
"I was almost crushed and burned by the explosion but it seems that my power saved me, according to the Vindice-"
"The Vindice?"
"Yes, yes. They rescued me and I have been in a coma since then till now. They're not so bad, I had breakfast and lunch with them. Though the room that they put me in is kind of dull."
"Are you coming back?"
"I... I don't know... We'll see. I have to go now, see you next time... Don't tell anyone."
"Hey wait! Oi-" the line went dead. "Tch. Damn it."
~~~~~~~.
Mukuro walked down the road, looking at the evening sky which was streaked with vibrant orange. Suddenly he disappeared into the mist and reappeared behind two masked men holding a sniper. He stabbed his trident into them and they collapsed, their weapons clanging to the ground.
"Kufufufufu... You think you can catch me so easily? How naïve." he said to himself, bending down to take out the tranquilizer bullets from the gun and pocketing them. He hid the unconscious men behind the garbage bin and then walked out of the alley as if nothing happened.
~~~~~~~.
"Your mum is a great cook, Tsuna!" Yamamoto complimented. Tsuna smiled nervously, thanking him.
"I think you boys should go to sleep now!" Nana called out from downstairs.
"Okay!"
"So Tsuna, would you like to talk to us?"
Gokudera knelt on the floor, facing Tsuna. "Juudaime! Please share your burden!"
"Huh?... Is that why you're here?" Tsuna asked nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Dame-Tsuna. They're your guardians, if you have any troubles, you should go to them." Reborn appeared from nowhere and stood beside the window. "I have some things to do so you can continue." after that, he jumped out of the window, letting the cold draft fill the room.
Tsuna glanced at his two guardians who were eagerly waiting. "Sigh, okay... I... I feel really bad for Tsukiyo, I mean, she didn't fufil her own wish and to die that way is... Horrible. The Vongola didn't even arrange a funeral for her! The Varia too, they treated it like it was nothing! I don't think I'm strong enough to protect and I hate it when you guys get hurt because of me..."
The one-sided conversation continued till the wee hours of the morning when Tsuna gradually fell asleep. Gokudera and Yamamoto had just sat there giving a listening ear to Tsuna so that he could pour out his troubles. When they saw that Tsuna had fallen asleep, they went to sleep as well.
~~~~~~~.
Hibari laid on the rooftop, taking a nap with Hibird on his head, when he felt that something was amiss. He got up, grabbing the black jacket beside him and proceeded to go down the stairs when he heard a strange ticking noise below him.
"Hibari Kyoya, you're next." Suddenly, an explosion was heard. Rubble went flying in all directions and when the thick black smoke cleared, the prefect was gone.