This is a fanfiction of KHR.

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"You Either Die A Hero, Or You Live Long Enough To See Yourself Become The Villain" -Harvey Dent in the 2008 DC Comics

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"You're dying."

Kawahira just shrugged at the man's words and continued slurping on his own ramen.

A comfortable silence contined as both leisurely finished thier food. When the bowl is finally empty, the man thanked and lazily shifts his focus to the other. Deep sunset eyes took in the details of the man he usually calls Uncle... no, this man is not his Uncle Kawahira, Tsuna tries to remind himself.

"I'm dying." Kawahira finally admits, but his tone was that of relief... finally, at last.

"You shoudn't get your hopes up, I mean, look at me. I died. But here I am, still eating ramen out here... somewhere... you can't say it-" Tsuna's words got stuck at his throat when he sees the other's jovial smirk.

And it dawns on him...

"Argh... why meeee!"

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They say the curse of the Arcobaleno is necessary evil, but Tsuna just got resurrected from the dead and was like, "This shit ain't needed!", so BAM! he fixed it.

Estraneo was just a budding Famila, but Tsuna had just suddenly found himself on this 'throwback' and was like, "I'm too old for this, let's just blow up the base or just call Vindice...", so BAM! no more base!

Daemon Spade, that poor soul, is just peacefully being sinister and creepy in his currently possessed husk, plotting once more on how to screw up Vongolla, but Tsuna just got the memo from a certain mushroom capped sky that he's on another parallel universe and he was like, "You choose... you pass on peacefully, or I stuff you on this cute, fancy, glittery barbie doll... I've got the complete set of its wardrobe, limited edition.", so BAM!

uh...

It had been a tough decision for Daemon...

Luckily Tsuna was able to summon Elena somehow. But in the end, the limited edition barbie doll was given to the couple... and Tsuna just kept his eyes to the serene moon up in the sky.

"Gao."

"Some things aren't meant to be understood Natsu." Tsuna pets the small lion on his shoulder.

purr*