First fanfic EVER…well, sorta. Anyway, please take it easy on me and let me know (privately aka pm me) if there's anything that displeases you. This first chapter is a bit long since 1) I don't know how long it will be when display and 2) I want to get the not so excited stuff in first.
I'll say it right now that 1) I read a lot of fanfic here so some ideas might mix in with my originally so please don't blame me for stealing anything. We'll talk it out if you still continue to blame me. But I guarantee nothing.
2) Keep your negative comments to yourself. Offering thoughts, ideas, etc. are accepted but negative comments are not, no one like their first time to get criticize. So don't be a poo head.
3) I don't own any character from KHR except for my own so don't own don't sue.
4) I will be using SOME Japanese here. I'll only use it when I think it's not too…is OOC the word? (truth is I don't even know what that means, feel free to tell me)
That's all so enjoy! ^-^
Sawada Tsunayoshi, the current head of the almighty Vongola, is currently cruising down the frosty street of Italy in his newly acquired Mercedes Guardian, driven by his S-class chauffer, and is accompany by his two closest friends as well as most trusted guardians. The young mafia boss was staring out the dark tinted windows when he notices two small quivering figures in a narrow alley.
'…Children?' he thought.
He was about to turn away but guilt start pulling at the strings of his heart. Being the kindhearted – as well as curious - guy he's always had been, he ordered the chauffer to stop, ignoring the questioning look on his Guardians faces. Stepping out of the sleek black car, the young boss motion Rain and Storm to stay behind, not wanting to freak out whoever it is in the alley. The brunette approaches the bundle of rags hesitantly, wanting them to know that he's not a threat. As he got closer, he can tell that it was indeed two kids, a boy and a girl.
'Siblings?' he wondered.
As he closes the distant between them, the Tenth could feel something was gnawing at the back of his head. He pushed that to the back of his mind and continues closer. He stopped when the boy's head jerk up, as if waking to an alarm clock. Tsuna's eyes widen when he got a look at those eyes; it was not a pair of eyes a child should have; they were black, and darker then the abyss itself, reflecting everything they see like a tainted pool of water. The Sky froze as he look past that pair of despair filled eyes, he then realize that behind them was indeed hatred that he had felt earlier. The hate was so immense that it remind of…of that person! His eyes wander about as he took in the feature of the boy; he was skinny, his hair was cover by the hood of the tattered rag, the once white T-shirt he worn was as tattered as the rag he was wearing, so was the faded black pant,...no shoes. The young Vongola was snapped back to reality when the boy suddenly was nowhere to be found. The air was knocked out of him as he felt a blow to his stomach, and not a second later he was on the ground, his back hit something soft instead of the concrete wall that he was sure to hit.
Opening his close eyes, he saw that in front of him was Yamamoto Takeshi, sword drawn, and behind him was Gokudera Hayato, who had absorbed the impact for him.
"Tenth, are you alright?" asked the anxious silvernette. "You bastard, I'll paint this alley red with your blood!!!"
"Eeeek!!! G-Gokudera-kun, there's no need for that, I'm ok!" The young Vongola said quickly. 'Reborn's going to give me Hell if the police got involve again…' he shiver as he remember the last time that happen.
The brunette then turn to look at the young boy, who was expressionless, as if he didn't do anything wrong.
"..na…it…ick…can't…ime…here" a soft voice whisper. Tsuna only heard it between the whistling of the harsh winter wind.
Before he can even blink, he saw the swordsman in front of him flew sideway; the surprise look on his face mirrored the other two. The dark piece of rag blurred once more at the speed of the young boy, the shadaow charge forward.
THUMP!
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Wondering why the pain never came, Tsuna once again open the eyes he never realized he had close. There, in front of him, was the wounded sight of his Storm Guardian, his best friend. And standing not 5 in. away was the perpetrator, a bloody red dagger in hand.
"GOKUDERA!!" shout the protected man and the swordsman; who had recover at once after the unexpected strike.
"Son of a -!!!" A kick to the wound was all it need to get the already injured man to grunt in pain.
Tsuna would've been in awe if it wasn't his right hand man that jus got stabbed. The kid got potential, he didn't have to be a rocket scientist to know that, but he didn't like the fact that he had to find out through the pain of his best friend. He was about to stop the kid from delivering the final blow but –
With his agility, the former baseball star got behind the kid and pin his hand behind his back with one hand, and knock the consciousness out of him with the other after a nanosecond. The boy fell to the ground with a thud.
"That was almost too close" The remaining Guardian said, not quite relief at the sight of his wounded comrade.
"...Dana, you…" a bell like voice broke through the harsh wind.
Tsuna and Yamamoto both look up as the girl stood up from her corner. The girl is indeed petite, Asian looking, her eyes lit up in all its innocent, completely contradicting that of the boy. Her messy black –not to mention dirty- hair falls a little past her shoulder, her pale skin rosen by the bitter winter wind. Her ashy lips open slightly as puffs of warm air and the same bell like sound comes forth.
"So...you are not one of them…either way…I give you props…for defeating Dana..," the girl said in between breath. She stumbles her way toward the said boy.
The swordsman was tense at her approach, but she took no notice of him.
"Y-Yamamoto, I think it's ok now…" the young boss said after he took in what just happen in the last 4 minutes. The man obeyed reluctantly, still on guard as he lower his weapon.
Gokudera, who was on the ground just seconds ago, struggle to stand up, blocking her path to her fallen friend. He was still holding the wound of his stomach, but it looks much shallower then what they all expected.
"Tenth, be careful, it might be a trick!" the bleeding man call out.
"Gok –" the said man call was interrupted when a kick to his Storm Guardian shin made him collapse yet again.
"Don't…get in my way…you d***bag!" the little Asian girl shouted, step and jump over him, and kneel beside the boy name Dana.
"Dana…wake up, you still need to get the food.." the girl pants.
'Food?' Tsuna ask.
"…for me.." she finish.
The young Vongola sweat drop, making that weird face he usually did when dealt with sarcasm (I think...)
As the Vongola boss pull himself together and stand up, during that same second the girl seize the dagger in the young boy's hand and straighten up for a fighting pose.
The silvernette gather the remaining of his strength to stand up and protect his beloved Boss, as well as the name of the right hand man, the black hair jock whoop out his blade again for what seems like the third times (or was it the third times?) that day. All this make the brunette head spin, and he was suppose to be at a meeting for God sake!!
"Um...listen, I don't know what's going on but I was just trying to help –" he started after no one spoke up or move.
"HA! Help? Are you trying to be a saint?" the girl's voice was sharp and mocking. All her energy seems to replenish as she try to protect the unconscious young boy.
The offended man continue on as if no one had spoke, "and if you don't want it,...no need to get so violence.." it's so ironic for the boss of an infamous organization to say this.
The little girl look surprise, but lower the dagger a bit otherwise. It was silence except for the whistling of the wind, sounding impatient and unforgiving. After a good 5 minutes of awkward silence the girl finally spoke, her voice soft and conflicting.
"Will you…really help us..?" her eyes stoop, the black iris look so trouble and confuse, as if daring to have hope.
"Yes, you can trust me- I mean us," the kind boss smile so tenderly that it was hard not to believe his words.
The girl glance up, "..There's more..." the girl said quietly.
"More? Of what?" the Storm guardian ask cautiously, eyeing the girl for any hidden weapon or unexpected movement.
"Of us…I- we, can't leave them...well, we can but we can't…" she said gently, still looking at Tsuna.
The Vongola boss didn't mind, he didn't waste a second and told her that he'll take them – all of them – in.
"But Tenth/Tsuna –" both Guardians said at the same time.
"its ok guys, I can deal with the complaints later. But really, tell me you can walk away like this and I'll leave right now."
"Yes I can leave it like this and walk away right now," they both answer in full sync. It was not unusual for Gokudera but Yamamoto had learn that the safety of his friend always come in first, and it was easier to say that after what happen to Gokudera (if you catch my drift XD).
"I was just kidding, and even if we're in a criminal organization, we're...at least I am, not Heartless," the brunette retorted as his face turn blank (get it, organization? Heartless? KH? Ok I'll stop). "Yamamoto, can you take Gokudera and…him back to the mansion? I'll go back later, I can take care of myself" the younger boss order, using his authority as their superior to get them to comply. Even the two cannot refuse such a tone. The meeting was long forgotten.
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Vongola H.Q
"Stupid baseball freak, you could've refuse!! What if he's in danger right this moment? Struggling between life and death?!" the once injured man pace back and forth in the huge living room of the mansion. It wasn't that hard to figure out how close the man was to hysteria.
"Ma ma Gokudera, are you saying you don't believe in Tsuna's ability?" The said man can't help but grin; it's always fun to tease the bomber. But he admit that he is indeed worried, he knows Tsuna's weakness against children,…and most other living things.
"You ass, you know that I believe in the Tenth more then anyone!! I just don't like it when he walk around unprotected!" so they were on the same page after all.
It was a good 2 hours after they got home, and even after the Smoking Bomb got his injuries treated, make a call to notify the other big cheeses that the Vongola boss cannot make it, report it to Reborn – who give them kicks and punches for their stupidity for leaving someone as important as the Vongola boss alone and unprotected – Tsuna didn't return.
The Storm ring bearer was in deep thought when an arm wrap itself around his shoulder, a warm cheek pressed against his.
"What are – " when the surprised man turn his head he was greet with a pair of smooth lips. He was about to snap at the instigator but couldn't think of words when those talented lips move against his. He close his eyes on instinct, enjoying the feel of those slick tongue as they try to probe his mouth open; he refuse.
"You should calm down, Tsuna will be ok," The swordsman said after they broke apart, somewhat sullen at the futile attempt, "he IS Tsuna after all." he grin.
"Damn bastard, don't do that so randomly…" The latter man said, face flushed.
RING! RING!
The third ring never happen as Gokudera flip open the phone so fast Yamamoto would've thought that it would break, if not for the other man flung him across the room while trying to get to his phone.
"TENTH!! Where are you? Are you ok? Did anything happen? Do you want someone to pick you up? Do you want me to kill anyone?" The anxious man bombard the one on the other end with questions.
"Hi Gokudera-kun, did you already got treated? I'm at the outskirt of town right now...I think and I'm ok..for the most part. Oh yeah, I'm calling because I need a helecop-…no wait, make it a car for about 9 people. And no I don't THINK I want anyone dead…at least for the moment."
"Whatever you say Tenth, I'll be there – What? But - Alright, please wait for a while" The once excited man was now wearing a poignant expression as he hung up the phone. But even so, he went on dialing in a number, and after a few minutes, he hung up again.
Click!
'Gome Gokudera-kun' Tsuna thought to himself as he close his cell phone.
"Mister? Are you ok? Did your hubby refuse to pick you up and now you're all alone and going die because of the cold? Can I eat you afterwards?" the little Asian girl ask, trying to lighten up the mood he guess.
"'Why can't we take a cab? Won't it be much easier that way?'" Tsuna ask the girl as they wound around the alley by foot, "And where are we heading anyway?'"
"'You'll see, just try to keep up?'" she replied and speed up. It was surprising for the brunette that the girl had that much energy left when she was barely out of breath just a second ago.
After about an hour later, they arrived at a town or village of sort that was as run down as the rag that they are wearing. The girl didn't slow down, she just kept on running. After another 5 minutes – since the place was full huts and straw houses, and was much smaller then the Vongola mansion – they stood in front of a tattered straw house, a few rip cloths was hung here and there to lessen the force of the wintry wind, if that's at all possible. Walking inside – hesitantly – Tsuna saw them, the others that the little girl was talking about. There were five of them; all were skins and bones, eyes half daze, but they were all sharing a similar look in their half lidded eyes, but at the same time it was different. They were all different, but were drawn together by poverty.
The mafia boss doesn't know if he should pity them or would that be an insult. They were strong kids and it would be wrong to pity them, right? But even so, the man cannot help it, so young, yet they have to see so much, felt through so many. He found himself dialing for Gokudera, wanting not to waste one second here any long rather then wanting to let the other man know his where about and his well being.
"I'm ok, thank you for your concern," the questioned man answered after he steps out of his reverie. "And don't worry, somebody will be here to pick you guys up so just bare with it for a little bit more." He smiled that warming smile of his.
"I'm not trying to be nice, I'm dead serious. I'll tell you this for future reference but some of us here are cannibal. You might want to watch out, better yet, learn to sleep with your eyes open or hid a gun or knife under your pillow, you might live a to see the rising sun the next day," the little girl retort with an expressionless face.
Tsuna's hyper intuition tells him that the threat was empty, but it also told him that she didn't lie about the cannibal thing. He cautiously slid his eyes away from hers, looking at the other children, they were all looking at him, except the baby. They look at him like a piece of meat rather then a walking living person, he chuckled nervously. In his mind, every nerve screams at him to run for it.
Before the thought process could be carried out, the engine of a car in the distant was closing the distant at a frightening speed.
I'm sorry if the "little Asian girl" thing is offensive. But it's the nickname my friends and aquaintances gave me ^^ Please R&R!!! I promise this is all the boring stuff that I wanted it...well, I still make no promises for future compromise XD