A/N: Hi everyone! Once again, I published a multi-chapter series that I know I shouldn't published until I completed a few others... but oh well, one of my stories (Bond of Two Strong Hearts) had just recently completed, so this is its replacement(?) so bear with me okay? LOL. Anyway, because of some anime/manga that I recently followed, I just wanted to type a dramatic/sad/tragic story and this pops into my head. I was so excited with this story XD. Anyway, rather than the long A/N at the beginning of the story (it's already pretty long as it is), let's just start the real chapter and talk the A/N LATER, okay? So, make sure you read the A/N at the bottom of the chap! Thanks and enjoy! XDDDDD

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR

Warning: twins27 (Tsunayoshi and Ieyasu), genderbend (Tsunahime), adultArcobaleno, strongtwin (Ieyasu), multi-flames, 1stgen-maybe-appearance, knowingNana (Nana knows about the mafia thingy), eventual fem27x18, familial/comradeArcobaleno, serious(?)Tsunayoshi (not really, just less cheerful I guess haha)

Premonition

"I don't care if it hurts, I want to have control, I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul,
I want you to notice when I'm not around, you're so fucking special—
I wish I was special"
- "Creep", Radiohead

October 14

The day Sawada Tsunayoshi first opened his eyes; a million tiny fragments of memories were embroidered in his mind. The white room, white sheets, his mother in happy tears, his father with his grin, the smell of medicine that stung his nose, and a pair of strong orange eyes looking back at him.

It was the beginning of his life, yet, the end of his indifference.

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15 years later...

"Tsu-kun, can you bring the tomatoes over here?" a woman with short brown hair called to his son. Said son, a brunette with spiky hair and a pair of similar hazelnut eyes, grunted as he stood up from where he just slept, and lazily made his way to the kitchen. It's almost the good part... he thought, peeking slightly at the manga he just read. He half-heartedly took the bowl of tomatoes into his hand and hand it over to his mom.

"Here."

"Thank you," his mom, Nana, said in a sing-song tone, taking the bowl softly from his son's hands. Tsunayoshi, or Tsuna for short, couldn't help but smile. As troublesome as it was, seeing his mother smiled had made him relieved. "Ah, Ieyasu-kun should be coming home anytime now. What do you think we should make for him?"

"Ah..." the name of his twin brother had triggered goosebumps on his pale skin. "A-ah... maybe... hamburger?"

Nana laughed lightly, resonating in the small, neat kitchen. Her hand ruffled the top of the spiky hair, "You're right. You both have the same favorite food after all."

Tsuna smiled, but didn't say anything. Nana had continued humming and her hands were busy slicing the tomatoes into thinner layers. The pans on the stove produced a soft hissing sound, and he could see smoke coming up to the ceilings and blown away by the soft caress of breeze from the open window. Just then, he heard a hasty and noisy series of footsteps. It grew louder and louder and he smiled knowingly.

"Have anyone seen the manga I bought yesterday?" a similar-looking brunette popped into the room with ragged breath and sweat all over her forehead. Her long hair was a messy bundle. Both Nana and Tsuna looked at her.

"Mm-mm, no I haven't," Nana's hand stopped working. The girl sighed exaggeratedly, bowing her head so low that Tsuna couldn't see her face. Then suddenly she looked up and stared at him intently.

"Well, have you, Yoshi-nii?"

"No, I haven't," Tsuna hurriedly shook his head.

"I put it in the upper shelf in the living room. Have you checked it thoroughly, Hime-chan?" a soft thump was on the back of her head. Now the three pairs of eyes were staring at the last sibling in the family, who grinned. "I'm home."

"Aah! I knew it! Ieyasu-nii, you should've told me before you left!" Tsunahime shot a half-glare toward her older brother before dashing off to the living room. Ieyasu chuckled lightly at that. His orange-eyes then met with his twin's brown eyes, which smiled and shrugged lightly.

"Ieyasu-kun, you're early today!" Nana beamed. "I didn't hear you enter."

"Yeah, today's assignment were easier than last week's," Ieyasu smiled as he approached the adult. Tsunayoshi's eyes couldn't help but glued to the figure that just passed him. He heard a distinct chatter between the two, talking about his course today. He was learning Italian and was considered a genius at it. He just started last year, but he's already close to master it.

A dark shadow loomed under his bangs. His twin brother's hair was spiky, but not as spiky as he was, and a bit longer than him. Besides their eye colors and slight difference in hair, they would be the exact carbon copy. But why was he so far away? Whenever he saw Ieyasu's back, he couldn't help but let that thought slipped into his mind. They were supposed to be twins, but it almost felt like he was being left behind...

Suddenly, he felt something bumped into his back.

"You just thought about something stupid, aren't you?" Tsunahime, with her head low, asked with a strangely monotone voice. For some unknown reason, it drew a gulp from him.

"H-Hime-chan...?"

"Yes... you're always thinking of idiotic things," another voice spoke. It was monotone as well, and was scary. He saw Ieyasu smirked at him. His eyes were hidden by the dark shadows of his bangs. "You're supposed to be my twin but you caused nothing but trouble. You're pathetic, really."

"I wish I could look up to you like I did to Ieyasu-nii," Tsunahime stepped forward. Tsuna involuntarily tried to put a distance between them and stepped back. "But there's really nothing worth saying about you, nii-chan."

The sinister grin was not like anything he had ever seen in his sister's face. Tsuna was covered in cold sweat. The palms of his hands were wet and he struggled to look at the figures in front of him. "I-I...!"

"Tsu-kun, you should learn to be a bit more like Ieyasu-kun," this time it was his mother's voice. He saw her smile—but there was something ominous in the smile. Her lips moved, as if saying something but he couldn't hear what. He pressed his hands on his ears, the drums in his ears and the dagger in his chest.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

"You're an eyesore."

STOOOP!

Tsuna wanted to scream. Wanted to roll away from this world and disappeared. He was nothing special, he couldn't do anything—

Maybe... maybe I really am an eyesore...

"No, you aren't."

That soft, barely audible sentence halted his movements. There was no sign of his mother, or Ieyasu, or Tsunahime. Only a vague figure in front of him. He couldn't register just who was standing upon him. Tsuna tried reaching arm out to him. But it was too far, and too faint to reach. The way the figure slipped away and disappeared was the last thing he saw before everything was enveloped by darkness. He didn't even have time to question his condition as he slipped into the world of pitch black. Who...

"-ke up, Yoshi-niiiiiiiii!" the next thing his mind registered after a glimpse of the ceiling was the powerful and cold splash of water right at his face.

"OUPH!" Tsuna instantly sat and coughed for all its worth. His bed was soaked and so did he, to the bones. The window was open and the morning breeze just burst in and blew unto his body. He shivered and gritted his teeth. In a poor attempt to warm himself, he wrap his arms around his body. "H-Hiiii! What are you doing, Hime-chan!"

He exclaimed at his sister, who was two years younger than he was. She was wearing a pout herself as she put the bucket that she just spilled the content at him on the floor. She put her hands on her slender hips then looked at him with a smug, satisfied look.

"Geez, that's what I should ask you, Yoshi-nii! You're so restless in your sleep that I thought you were trapped in some gigantic world of illusion!" she spread her arms and moved them in a circle. Tsuna stared at her, before he groaned.

"There's no such thing as illusion— it was called 'dream'!" he protested, as he made his way out of his soaked bed. The air was even colder when he stepped out of the thick blanket. Tsunahime's lips formed an 'o', before she hurriedly trotted over to the bathroom and returned with a towel.

"Well, either way, it looked pretty dangerous so I tried to wake you."

"Yeah, but not with water!"

"But you won't wake up no matter what I do..." Tsunahime mumbled with a pout on her lips. Now Tsuna felt guilty.

"Okay, okay, thanks for waking me up, Hime-chan," Tsuna said absentmindedly as he wiped the fluid from his skin and hair slowly. This time, Tsunahime smiled and beamed happily. She skipped toward the entrance of the door.

"Mom also said that breakfast's almost ready," she said before she left. "Hurry up, Yoshi-nii! You don't wanna be late!"

Her child-like voice faded and her footsteps gradually decrease in volume. Tsuna sighed and stood up. Compared to Ieyasu, he was probably more similar with the only female sibling in the family. And to prove this even further, she was named after him, just changing the last few letters. She was clumsy and wasn't anything special in academics, just like him. She, too, was carefree and preferred to read manga with him rather than preparing for the future, like Ieyasu. She has chubby cheeks like him and long brown hair. The only difference between them was that her traits were considered cute in a girl and she was pretty infamous in school, like Ieyasu. However, if you were a boy, those traits weren't exactly appreciated.

To put it simply, he was the only one left behind in the shadows of his siblings.

"No, you aren't."

Tsuna shivered. His hand touched the back of his neck. He could felt the goosebumps. Strange... he couldn't get rid of the strange feeling he had because of the voice. Whose was it and why does it felt so familiar...? It felt like a gentle breeze, soothing him, but on the same time, unknowingly felt like a slap to him. Deep in his thought, he heard another series of footsteps, but this one was lighter and more organized.

"... Why're you soaked?"

It was Sawada Ieyasu, his twin brother, who asked, with a slice of bread in his mouth. He was already in his uniform and was peering inside Tsuna's room with an amused stare. He laughed lightly.

"Now I see why Hime-chan was busy searching for a bucket," he mused. But Tsuna wasn't. He sighed.

"Why didn't you stop her? Geez," Tsuna mindlessly wiped his hair with the towel that was also starting to get soaked. Ieyasu only laughed heartedly.

"I didn't know her intentions."

"Liar."

"It's true," Ieyasu waved his hand in the air as he walked away. "You better change your clothes soon or you'll get a cold."

Air was leaving his lungs when he sighed softly. A drop of water fell to his nose. His heart was beating strangely steady. But apprehensive. He half-turned and looked at his open window. The sky was also moving peacefully. Too peaceful. Maybe, he thought, it really was just a dream. Sighing for the last time, he put the towel on his shoulder and started to get ready for school as well.

Namimori Middle School.

A normal school, normal skies, normal grounds.

Even his activities were routines. Tsuna would arrive at the school gates, secured by the infamous Disciplinary Committee, enter the classroom, sat in the corner of the room, endured the long hours of lectures, lunch break, and then continue with the boring lesson. The popular kids would formed groups and talked about random things that only popular kids would talk. The Disciplinary Committee would make rounds every hour. The wind would blow unto the trees as usual. Tsuna watched the scenery on the other side of the window. The leaves were moving slowly, languidly.

Nothing new. Nothing different. Nothing special. But an odd feeling in his chest was itching to tell him something like no other days. He wanted to tell his siblings of this, but would anyone really share their dreams these days?

"Ieyasu, the teacher's calling you," a boy had called from the door. Ieyasu, who was sitting in the middle of his group of friends replied a 'yes' before he stood up and exited the room. The other classmates continued their chatter or whatsoever, but Tsuna only silently continued his lunch. One could only be as popular as his twin could be.

"Hey, you okay, Tsuna?" a boy, another popular one, asked him, pausing from his own meal. It was Yamamoto Takeshi, an infamous idol in school, who was known for his athletic ability. The boys depended on him and the girls adored him. Tsuna smiled almost too weakly at him. Maybe there was an exception after all.

"I'm fine, Yamamoto."

Yamamoto didn't look convinced, but smiled as well, and took a bite from his bread. Tsuna was grateful. Yamamoto was originally Ieyasu's friend since Ieyasu helped him as a substitute in one of the baseball's match, but for some unknown reason, Yamamoto had hung out with Tsuna, even more than with Ieyasu. Pity? Maybe. Or maybe Ieyasu told him to accompany his twin younger brother? Perhaps Yamamoto just wasn't comfortable with the huge group of friends that usually hung out with Ieyasu? Probably. But for whatever the cause, it had created a barrier inside of Tsuna to truly open up with Yamamoto.

"But, man, lately Ieyasu was called by the teacher often, huh?" Yamamoto half-asked, half-stated. Tsuna nodded.

"Well, since he's considering to transfer to Italy there are a lot of things to prepare."

"Italy? Really?" there's a hint of amazement at the way Yamamoto's voice rose.

"Yeah... but my mom kinda objected it, so it's still a consideration," Tsuna's heart suddenly plunged. Maybe she didn't want to be apart from Ieyasu that much.

"Hmm..." Yamamoto looked at his friend and smiled. "Are you and Tsunahime going as well?"

"Nope. I didn't know Italian and my English was bad. And Hime-chan- I mean, Tsunahime didn't even consider it," Tsuna chuckled humorlessly and Yamamoto laughed heartedly.

"Me too. I guess we're pretty much stuck here, huh?"

"Yeah, you're right," Tsuna smiled. Suddenly, a faint voice was ringing at the back of his mind.

"No, Ieyasu is not going there! Have you forgotten what happened years ago? Are you trying to repeat what happened to our children again? You promised that they won't be involved again!"

He remembered her mom sobbed whilst on the phone. It was midnight and Tsuna had just gone downstairs to get some water. It was around half a year ago when he saw his mother so heartbroken. The only person who could make her go that far was his father. But why? Tsuna wanted to comfort his mother, but was too confused and worried to do so. He hurriedly turned back and fled upstairs. He could still hear her mother's voice and silently let a tear slid down his cheek. Grown up as he was, but the sight of his mother crying had shaken him up so.

"Tsuna? What's the matter?" the brunette was startled to see how serious Yamamoto was. His eyes were staring right into his own, and had made him accidentally fidgeted in his seat. He was not accustomed to lying, but he couldn't tell Yamamoto as well. In fact, not even Ieyasu or Tsunahime knew this.

Tsuna's lips formed a curve and tried to look as convincing as possible.

"Nothing, I just hoped that Ieyasu was doing fine. The teachers were so demanding sometimes."

Lies.

'Huh?' Tsuna sharply turned his head to the window. It was empty and he was staring back at the common image of trees and sky. Nothing abnormal. But he was sure that someone was watching him it almost sent shivers down his spine. Tsuna gulped. Just what in the world...

"Tsuna, I was really starting to get worried, maybe you should go to the infirmary," Yamamoto said. Tsuna couldn't figure if he was joking or telling him. Tsuna tried to maintain his breath steady.

"No..." his eyes caught something. "Ah-"

"What is it?" Yamamoto inquired, looking at the same direction Tsuna was setting his gaze on. A green chameleon was looking at their direction as well. It stood still and was only distinguished from the green leaves because of its yellow eyes. It raised its head slightly, tilting it, and then leaped unto the thick bushes of the leaves, shaking the branches as he left from the two's sights.

Hours ago, Italy...

"I hope you're sure about this, Iemitsu," an adult's voice spoke lowly. "Choosing me as his tutor was no less dangerous than going to Italy himself."

The other adult, a blonde, frowned and looked at his companion almost too displeased. "I know that," the grown man groaned, almost like telling himself the same thing. Then his facial expression turned serious and looked like the grown man he was. "But at least you will keep them out of harm."

"Hm, I wonder," the man, clad in black suit, leant back to his chair. He slipped out a photo from inside of his jacket and held it in his hand. His pet chameleon was peeking from where he was resting. 'Three huh...' the man thought, observing the three kindergarten children in the photo. Two boys and a girl. He knew whom the world favored, whom his boss favored, and whom the childish CEDEF boss favored. But he only judged what he had seen himself.

"The Vongola needs to change," he remembered an old man's voice. "It needs to go back to the reason it was built."

An odd intuition arose in his chest.

It's going to change alright, he smirked. The problem was how it's going to change. The three smiling children would seek and sought the answer and show it to the world.

Improvement or destruction.

In the end, it all came to these two options.

His role might just be a bit bigger than anyone would've thought.

... to be continued

A/N: Okaaaay, that's the prologue guys XD what do you think about it? Worth continueing? Hehe. So, the thing that I wanna ask you guys is... well, I've asked this on my earlier sentence(s): do you think this story worth continuing or not? Why I'm asking this? Because of the number of stories that I haven't completed, I figured that readers should be given a chance to tell me (or protest me LOL) whether I'll start and continue a new story, or just forget it and focus on my older stories. Anyway, I'll see the responds for this prologue and if readers do think that this story worth finishing, then I will also work on this story :3 if not, well... I think I'll delete this... maybe. Haha LOL #abuseofauthor'spower

Thanks for reading everyone! *huggles*

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