Chapter One
-Snatched-
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in Katekyo Hitman Reborn, Amano Akiro does. I simply made a story with the characters in KHR in it.
Elder Reborin: Let's see what happens to dame-Tsuna this time, I'm sure that I'll get a laugh out of his failures.
Xen-Reborn! You shouldn't be saying that! Tsuna's your student! Well, anyway, I hope you enjoy!
Tsuna was having the best dream of his life and he just wanted to stay in an eternal slumber.
He was dreaming about Kyoko-chan, with her bright smile and all in a wedding dress.
After Tsuna had been crowned the High King of all of the kingdoms of Fuoco(1), he had proposed to Kyoko and she had accepted, because he was the ruler of all and she felt like she was obliged rule the kingdom by his side.
The church bells rang as the priest asked them to give their vows to one another.
Tsuna held Kyoko's thin, beautifully shaped hand not marred by scars, and slipped the wedding finger onto her thin ring finger.
Everyone was there to watch the wedding take place.
Everyone, as in all of his friends and enemies, finally untied together by his ruling hand, soon to be joined by his rightful queen.
Even his ever absent father was there with his mother, crying and cheering him, saying that they had finally become the kind of man that they had wished that he could be.
It was a sight to behold, because every single seat was taken, with more people crowding outside of the palace in the heart of the sprawling city of Destino(2).
"You may kiss the bride, your majesty." The priest stated as he watched his king lift the veil off of the new queen's face.
Tsuna leaned into Kyoko's pale, heart shaped face and was going to give her the best, most kingly make out session of her life.
He was just going to meet those plump, cherry lips of hers-
In his wool-cotton filled bed, he was drooling and was trying to have a make out session with his pillow.
It also didn't help that he was only wearing his underwear too.
It made him look like a complete pervert.
"Dame-Tsuna, stop having your perverted and tainted fantasies and wake up!"
The great Elder Reborin yelled, as he smacked Tsuna across the face, leaving a red, angry hand shaped mark on his left cheek.
"If you don't wake up in the next five seconds, I'll use my mace on you!"
Elder Reborn started to count backwards from five as his magic wand-chameleon Leon, turned into a ten pound mace.
"Five, four, three, two-"
"Hieeee! Reborn? Wha-"Screamed our brave hero, as he shot out of bed and fell to the hard, wooden floor.
His head was still spinning, what, with the early "wake up call" that he just had still mixed in with the dream he just woke up from.
He had dreamed that Kyoko had slapped him, turned into a terrifying hell witch and said that she would never be a queen of his.
It was truly terrifying, because his once sweet dream had turned into a horrifying nightmare. It was probably the great Reborin's fault too.
And it seemed like he could read and control minds.
It was almost a year ago, when Tsuna had first met Reborin.
Tsuna had just another ordinary day with people calling him a loser, with him tripping over his own sword at knight school.
Then the day would get worse, for he would not be able to control his divine flame, and fall off his horse and nearly being kicked in the face by it after in jousting class.
All the ladies in waiting would then show him their pity at what a loser he was.
People had expected great things from him, just because of his blood.
He just wanted to crawl into a hole and rot and die in there, for all he cared for.
That's how lowly he thought of himself before Reborin came.
After he had half crawled home exhausted, he saw a baby with a white beard in a wizard's hat and a long, thick blue fur coat in front of the gates to his house.
He introduced himself there.
Apparently, the baby with the beard was no other than the great Reborin who is the high wizard serving his majesty the high king.
The High King being King Timoteo, the ninth ruler of all of Fuoco.
Reborin is the most feared and respected wizard all throughout the kingdoms.
The other great titles the baby had for himself were the most powerful wizard to be most feared, and the assassin in the shadows.
When Tsuna heard that nickname, he was scared for himself, and his family.
Back then, he had no friends, because he was just shunned by and avoided by other people outside of his family.
Even the servants back at home looked down at him and only served him appropriately when his mother or father, or another relative was there with him.
And in the servant quarters, or even in the kitchen, they were gossiping at how the family and the Vongola bloodline would not go on because of such a lowly heir.
Even though his father was a lord, and his mother a lady, what their status could do was to just chop their servant's heads off for disobedience.
But of course, Tsuna with his kind heart didn't want to get his servants' heads chopped off and let it be.
He was used to all the teasing and nicknames, after all.
It was all just for show to make him and his family's blood look bad.
People spread wild rumors around, saying that he was cursed by a nasty witch with a nasty wart near her eye to have bad luck and clumsiness all his life.
They also made fun of his hair. He has light brown, spiky hair which was really uncommon.
It is very unusual, they said.
Tsuna invited Reborin into his house.
"Dame-Tsuna, I, the great Elder Reborin have been sent by your grandfather Timoteo who is The High King of all of Fuoco.
He who is the divine holder of the orange, vivid, ever burning flame of harmony, for all to be balanced to train you into becoming fit to be the next High King.
All of the king's sons have been either assassinated, killed in battle or worse.
So, you are the last one of the direct descendants of the great Vongola Primo Giotto.
I know everything about you, idiot Tsunayoshi Sawada, all of your strengths and weaknesses.
You're a loser at jousting, sword fighting, hand to hand combat, Latin, English and just about any other subject imaginable.
I'm here to be your personal home tutor. Be prepared to be reborn."
Thinking back, he wouldn't have believed what kind of tutor Reborin would actually be, and that he would actually be crowned king if it all worked out.
In the contrary, he absolutely did not want to be king.
Nope, he didn't.
Why?
Because of all the trouble that it would bring him.
Like the responsibilities of upholding a whole kingdom, and protecting it from enemies.
He couldn't even manage himself, so how could he possibly manage a whole empire?
No, he can't and would not do it.
But of course, Reborin didn't listen to him.
He was the only one left to take on the role of the tenth High King of all of Fuoco, of course.
The last one.
All of the nobles have a flame of divine power.
The more royal blood in you, the more potential your flame has in powers and magic.
These divine flames are classified into seven categories with different attributes for each one.
Orange sky flames has the attribute of harmony, while the red storm flames stood for disintegration.
The blue rain flames have the power of tranquility, and lastly the indigo mist flames of construction.
These four divine will flames are possessed by those ranked higher up in nobility.
Orange sky flames tend to be especially rare, because only the most pure-blooded people of all can have a one in a thousand chance of having it.
Lesser, more common flames include the green lightning flames of solidification, and the yellow sun flames of rejuvenation.
The purple cloud flames are much rarer than the flames of the sky, because the bloodline of the family that possessed that flame was lost.
No one knew what happened to the family of clouds.
Tsuna thought he had no potential of course, even thought he is the direct descendant of Primo.
How could a baby like him act so sadistic and wicked, with his Spartan training and all of that?
Whack.
"Tsuna, dozing off again are we?" Reborin asked smugly, glaring down at Tsuna on top of his bed, waving his mace around in front of his face.
"If you want, I could wake you up even more." Reborn stated, and Leon morphed into a wooden broad sword.
Although it was just made out of wood, under Reborin's enchantments and strengths, it would hurt just like any other real sword.
Reborin prepared to jump off the bed to massacre Tsuna.
"Wait! Reborn! I'm awake! I'm awake!" Tsuna shouted as he stood up, put some clothes on, and washed his face and such.
It was too early in the morning to have a beating from Reborin already.
One time, he was so exhausted that he couldn't wake up and Reborin had used his magic and made him float upside down on the ceiling until he begged him to let him down.
Dame-Tsuna was scared of everything, from snakes, spiders, to heights.
Reborin had told Tsuna to run five laps around the countryside, and to do a hundred push ups in the morning as part of his routine training regime.
He was exhausted by the time he got ready to go to school.
Tsuna left his house-err castle and met his friends outside of the gates to his castle-house.
"My royal highness!" Gokudera Hayato shouted out, kneeling in front of Tsuna.
Gokudera was Tsuna's first friend that he had ever made, at knight school.
"Good morning, Tsuna!" Yamamoto greeted the heir to the throne of Fuoco-Vongola, casually.
Tsuna had first met Gokudera when he had threatened and challenged him into a divine flame-sword spar.
He had said that a loser like him shouldn't be the next heir to the throne, and that he would never acknowledge him as the future king so he should die.
They started to fight, and Gokudera's long sword ignited with the storm flames of dissolution from a higher up noble class, while all Tsuna could do was just get a tiny flicker of yellowish flames going.
Soon, Tsuna was losing the spar, having being knocked to the ground and unable to defend himself against the flames.
That was when Reborin came and stepped in and had told Tsuna to close his eyes and look for his determination and resolve.
Tsuna had closed his eyes and looked deep inside of him.
Bright orange flames suddenly enveloped his sword and he managed to get back up and fight back on just pure instinct.
His determination and resolve was from even though he was a loser, he was doing the best he could and that nobody should make fun of his bloodline and family like that.
Before you knew it, Tsuna had knocked the sword out of Gokudera's hands, and pinned him to the ground, the tip of his sword at his throat. Gokudera swallowed nervously.
"Go on, slaughter me, rightful heir. I am a traitor, for having said such vile and vulgar things to you, and trying to kill you, your highness."
Gokudera had said, as he squeezed his eyes shut and waited to die, his light gray hair shining in the sunlight.
Gokudera felt both honour and regret to be the first slain by the kingdom's tenth soon to be king.
However, Tsuna felt unjust about the situation and helped Gokudera up to his feet, the orange flames on his sword dissipating into the wind.
He just couldn't do it.
Injuring others.
Manslaughter.
To him, it shouldn't be done, so he didn't do it. He had his values to uphold, unlike his evil scheming tutor of his.
Gokudera had kneeled down before him, and he pledged fealty to him.
Promising to be his bodyguard, knight, protector, right hand man, whatever you want to call it for the rest of his life to the ends of the Earth.
And he had also started to call him tenth, Jyuudaime and your majesty with great respect as well.
Tsuna did not really enjoy being called those names, because he still didn't want the position of being king later on when Timoteo passes away or retires from the throne.
Reborin just smirked.
On the other hand, Tsuna and Gokudera had met Yamamoto when he first got into a jousting accident at the academy and had broken his wrist.
All the ladies present that were watching the jousting match had cried out "Yamamoto!" and had ran off the viewing theater to comfort him.
Tsuna saw him laugh at his own clumsiness and scratched his black hair with his good hand, while Gokudera just snorted and said,
"Pwah, what a dumb arse. Just laughing there while his wrist is all broken up, that's so pathetic.
He won't be able to train for the next month or so now if he doesn't get a wizard to him in the next couple of minutes."
All the ladies present glared at Gokudera.
They weren't able to help him up because he was wearing about 20 pounds of armour.
The two of them went to help him up and got him to a healing wizard, and Yamamoto said his thanks.
Not before long, they became close friends.
"Go-gokudera! No need to kneel!" Tsuna said, and Gokudera got up and bowed instead.
They went into the black carriage with the Vongola insignia on it that was waiting for them to get on to go to Acirknight Academy, and they hopped in.
Tsuna is in the middle of the two of them at the back of the carriage, with windows on either side of it so that they could enjoy the scenery.
A loud, distant low pitched growl was heard from far away when the carriage started to move.
"Hm. Your royal highness, there seems to be a rogue beast of some sort nearby. We better be careful." Gokudera stated.
Tsuna felt like something big was going to happen today. He felt as though what would happen today would change his life forever.
Along the way to school at the crossroads, they bumped into a certain someone.
Or rather, he literally bumped his carriage into theirs.
That person was no other than Mukuro Rokudo himself.
"Kufufufufu. What have we here? The heir with his little buddies? I bid you good morning.
Care for a little prick of the finger so that I can tell your fortune, my dear Tsunayoshi?"
Mukuro asked slyly from his carriage window.
Mukuro Rokudo.
He was a delinquent, naturally.
And a noble one at that. He is from the Estraneo bloodline family and goes to the nearby Wizarding School close to Acirknight Academy.
He has abused his magical abilities to such an extent that he even turned his hair a blue-purple colour and made it styled to resemble some sort of pineapple-looking tropical fruit.
Although the hairstyle somehow suited him.
It was rumoured that he was also into black magic and wanted to possess others by pricking their index finger with his trident shaped magic tool.
Tsuna was unwilling to test to see if the rumours were right or not.
"Oi, you swine! Address him properly as his royal highness, or I'll throw my flame bombs at you!" Gokudera exclaimed, baring his fangs at Mukuro for talking to his royal highness so offhandedly.
"Mai, mai we're all having fun here, ne?" Yamamoto just laughed at Mukuro's creepy offer.
"Uh, thanks for the offer, but I don't think so, Mukuro. Not today, sorry. Bye! Driver, please start moving again, we're done here." Tsuna replied and commanded.
As the Vongola carriage drove to Acirknight Academy, Mukuro was muttering to himself.
"Vongola heir, I'll get you one day. I'll get you one day and make you mine." He murmured, as the carriages went their separate ways.
"Acirknight Academy, where bright flames and courageous heroes are born", is the motto of the school, and everyone is constantly reminded of it because they repeat it every morning while learning.
It was like a mantra that the knights in training said while they practice sword fighting, archery, and every other physical course there.
Tsuna's personal favourite class is the magical monsters and beasts and what to expect from them course, or Beasties 101 for short.
Beasties 101 is a crash course for survival training for when they are faced against dangerous creatures, such as Basilisks and Chimaeras to less dangerous ones like griffins and phoenixes.
In today's class, they were continuing their lesson on dragons from where they left off yesterday.
Their teacher was the legendary Bucking Horse Bronco Dino, who has tamed many magical beasts in his lifetime.
He is also a distant cousin of Tsuna's, and treats him like a little brother.
They say that Bronco Dino got his nickname as Bucking Horse Dino because he had tamed a raging unicorn in under a single minute.
He has an affinity with animals, being in the Chiavarone Family bloodline and he, like Tsuna has the orange harmony flame which will calm the beasts down.
The said white winged unicorn now always follows Dino around for treats, and even allows him to ride on its back.
Dino even has a name for it- Scuderia(3).
That's just how good he is at his job.
Tsuna feels like he understands the beasts too, but every single time he tries to do what Dino does, he fails.
Just like the dame-Tsuna everyone knows him as.
Nevertheless, Beasties 101 is his favourite class, and he also gets to be taught by his relative.
It also reminds him of Kyoko, and her love for all things cute and magical.
"Now, like I was saying yesterday, dragons have a conscious of their own."
"They are almost like us human beings, minus the fact that they have wings, four legs most of the time and can breathe out the divine sky flames that they have."
Dino explained to his class in one of the many clean unicorn stables of the academy which served as a classroom for them.
"So, you're saying that these, huge lizards have emotions, intelligence, and thoughts like we do?" Gokudera asked, amused as he took notes.
"Yes, that is correct. There are many varying levels of intelligence when we're talking about dragons, but even the hatchlings are much wiser than we can ever be. It's in their nature. This is like it's in our nature to slaughter these innocent beings just because they're a threat to mankind."
With this statement, Dino's eyes started to well up with tears but he quickly brushed them away with a handkerchief before anyone could see. Dino tends to get quite emotional when talking about killing beasts.
"Now, class, read chapter 18(4) on the history of dragons in your Mythical and Dangerous Beasts textbook, and answer all the questions on this practice scroll please."
"This will be independent work. Anything that is not done will be considered to be homework and will be due tomorrow." Dino ordered.
Tsuna was starting to get a headache.
Reading and analysing just weren't the best skills that he has.
But, as he read further on in the chapter, he became more interested and focused.
"Dragon eggs are very rare, due to the fact that dragons can only mate once every 100 years, and only 1 to 3 eggs will be laid at that time.
Then, another 10 years must pass until the egg embryo is fully developed and ready to hatch.
The dragon population has been declining ever since the wizards have found out about the magical properties that the dragons have, and have been hunting them down to extinction ever since.
If in any situation both the parents are dying, the egg(s) will be placed in a warm, desolate and abandoned place where it will hatch and fend for itself. They are usually placed inside of an active volcano or in the outer reaches of the Fuoco kingdom, where the flames of the people will warm the egg(s)."
I wonder how the baby dragon will react when he hatches and realises that he's all alone. Tsuna pondered. They'll feel really sad and alone, probably.
"With no parents, the orphan hatchlings have a low rate of survival of just 5%, because of many natural and unnatural predators, such as night fairies, wizards, knights, and serpents.
When the hatchlings are about 16 years in maturity, they are then to be considered to be adolescents and can finally fend for themselves.
That is when the dragons start developing their magical abilities, thus making them harder to kill. Knights have been known to take a wizard to accompany them when going dragon hunting."
Tsuna whimpered out loud. It was completely absurd! Knights? Knights also killed dragons? What would Kyoko say? That he would be a dragon killer? A baby dragon killer?
He would never hurt another creature, no matter how dangerous or evil it was.
Unless he had to, to protect his family and friends.
"It is told in many legends that the dragons also have their own kingdom, with their own rulers. This has yet to be proven to be true, as many wizards especially endowed in tracking have never sought out that realm."
Ragged, bloodcurdling screams issued outside of the stables, and Tsuna jumped.
"Hieeeee! What was that? A banshee?" Tsuna asked, legs shaking.
The doors to the stable were kicked open by a long, silvered haired swordsman.
He was in rusted platinum and silver armour that was drenched in his own blood and burnt to a crisp, and he staggered into the shocked classroom.
A moment of silence followed, because everyone was stunned to silence.
Finally, Dino spoke up. "Um, Sir Squalo? Anything that I could he-"
"VOOOOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIII! TELL THE LADIES OUTSIDE TO SHUT UP! THIS IS NOTHING! THERE'S A FUCKING DRAGON THAT'S GOING TO ATTACK THIS CAPITAL ANY MOMENT NOW!
I TRIED TO KILL IT BUT VOOOIIII IT FUCKING ESCAPED! NOW GO! EVACUATE! I'LL TRY TO HOLD THE BITCH OFF!" Squalo shouted while waving his bloodstained sword around.
A loud, eardrum shattering snarl was heard.
Then very suddenly, the stable roof was ripped apart by opal coloured, needle sharp talons the size of a pickaxe each.
"WHOOPS, I GUESSED IT KNEW WHERE I WAS HIDIN- I MEAN-"Squalo yelled, when he was cut off by another one of the dragon's roars.
The dragon stuck his obsidian coloured scaled head into the stables, and glared at them all with its blue-gray pupil eyes.
"Who was the one that dared interrupt my nap? Where is he? I shall bite him to death!" It hissed at the people in the room.
The people in the room were shell-shocked.
They never knew that dragons could talk.
Apparently, Dino hadn't explained to them all that well about the fact that they could actually speak.
Even the loud mouth swordsman paled at that statement.
"Or would you rather prefer to be roasted to death instead?" The dragon made a low rumbling noise deep in its throat at the joke that he just made.
Suddenly, the most pleasant, intoxicating and delicious smell overwhelmed the dragon momentarily.
It was the dragon's turn to be stunned.
He scanned the crowd of herbivores, looking for his target, his prize, his pray, and his last hope.
His gaze locked onto a doe-eyed, light browned haired herbivore that was trembling before the sight of him.
He sniffed the air again.
Yes, he thought to himself, a princeling.
A Vongola blooded one, most likely.
He had a fetish for capturing princes and princesses.
The dragon takes his turns plucking off princes and princesses and this time, he had to find a prince.
Every single time the dragon brought a princess back to his lair, the princess would scream, and cry and shout until he finally couldn't take it anymore.
Ultimately, to shut her up, stuffed her into his mouth and swallowed.
Every single damn time he tried to ask them something, they would just bloody scream at him.
You can imagine how annoying frustrating it is to talk to them.
What the princes did was much more interesting.
They would either chose to try to escape when he pretended to fall asleep, or they would draw their swords and try to fight him.
The only words that they said to him were either "Die, vile beast!" or "Die, vile beast!"
Yes. Very tiring indeed. Both choices would eventually put the princes in their rightful place into his stomach.
The mysterious dragon hoped that it would different with this herbivore, because he was getting sick and tired of all the searching and screaming.
What was he searching for?
The dragon was searching for his past, his parents, who he was.
His identity.
He knew that the girly longed haired bastard would lead him to a place which would be filled with ideal nobles, and so he followed him.
This herbivore was his only hope.
"I'll be taking this herbivore." Was all that the dragon said, as he snatched Tsunayoshi Sawada up with his large hooked claws, the heir to the throne of Fuoco away from his peers.
Finally, he flew out of his classroom of surprised people and started to fly back home to his cavern in the outer reaches of the empire.
~TBC~
1. Fuoco is fire, in Italian.
2. Destino means destiny in Italian.
3. Scuderia is the name that Dino gave his box weapon, Cavallo Alto (Sky Horse), so I guessed that it would be pretty neat.
4. Number 18. Does that ring a bell? A bit of foreshadowing, I guess.
Tsuna: Why Xen? Why HIM OF ALL PEOPLE TO? EH? I DON'T WANT TO BE BITTEN TO DEATH! AND I WON'T BE ABLE TO FINISH MY BEASTS 101 HOMEWORK! HIIIEEEE!
Xen and Reborn: Ignores him and starts to play poker.
-Xen-
Well, I hoped you guys and gals enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed righting it. Ah, finally. Ever heard of Monster Tamer Tsuna? I got Elder Rebo from it, but Reborin sounded better so I decided to use that instead. Rebo and Reborin are other names for Reborn. Sorry if it confused you guys! A story with 1827, dragons and magic in it. *Hearts* This story suddenly came to me when I woke up one morning. A bit too early for my liking, because it's the summer holidays, and you're supposed to sleep in, right? Well, nope. I wake up at exactly the same time I wake up to go to school. Wheeeeee. More time to write fan fiction!
Until next time everyone!
Ciao, ciao!