Pieces

Summary: Tsuna was getting tired of picking up the shattered remains of the relationships he had. Right now, he was stuck in the middle of choosing between his current lover, or his ex, Rokudo Mukuro, who also knew his secret. 1827. 6927. Tsuna's POV. AU.

Note: Reupload.


Chapter One

Picking up the pieces before smashing and tearing them is my job. I didn't need the leftover memories now. I was happy with what I had.

Kyoya was always by my side, supporting me no matter who I was in a relationship with, or how many. I felt like I was acting like a leech that just got torn off and tossed away as soon as possible.

I was only mildly surprised that Kyoya asked me out, but I accepted without hesitation, and I've been happy since.

"Kyoya!" I shouted, running into our apartment with my hair dripping and my clothes sodden. My shoes made a horrible squeak sound as I slid them off, watching water drip out of them.

"Looks like the water got you, herbivore." He chuckled, looking out the window to hear the slight pitter-patter of rain hitting off the glass. "Go get changed, I'll see you in a minute."

I nodded while trying to wring out my brown locks, running out the room and into the bedroom where I grabbed my big sweatshirt, peeling off my shirt as it stuck to my flesh, shivering when the cold air came into contact with my skin.

I then slipped off my trousers, pulling on loose jogging bottoms and wrapped a towel round my hair. I then sat down and started pulling off the wet socks that clothed my feet, quickly slipping them into slippers as the temptation to go under the duvet and snuggle down was high.

Despite the fact that I seem to be someone very normal, I'm actually very fragile. Since I was born, I'd always had a weak heart and grew ill often, so I never thought anyone would want to pair up with someone who could drop dead at any moment.

So far, out of the seventeen years out of my life, my heart has stopped four times. The doctors said it was a miracle I could still stand and walk about like nothing had happened. I rubbed at my chest, smiling softly.

I've had surgery numerous times to try and sort it, but it simply won't work. If I was meant to have a weak heart, then I was destined to have a weak heart. Snatching up a blanket, I closed my eyes and thought.

It wasn't just a weak heart. The correct term was 'Valvular heart disease'. My heart valves didn't form correctly when I was growing in my mother's womb, and I've had to get artificial ones over the years. So as a child, I was always in hospital, and I never really got the time to socialize.

"Tsunayoshi." my head snapped up as I heard Kyoya calling me. My thoughts could wait until later. Wrapping the blanket around me, I walked out my room and back into the living room, smiling brightly as Kyoya gave me a firm yet gentle hug, kissing me lightly on the cheek. Kyoya was eighteen, just about to turn nineteen next year in May. I only turned seventeen just over two months ago.

Christmas had passed already. I received the best possible gift I could have ever wished for. He proposed. He proposed to me, even though he could have probably found a much better partner than me.

I said yes through tears, and that made him think that I didn't actually want to be engaged to him, but I somehow managed to reassure him they were tears of joy.

Anyway, back to the current point in time. It was New Years Eve, so the day before the New Year came in. I'd went out to get some food for later, but Kyoya had booked for us to eat out. I was having doubts we could even go due to the weather. We were in the middle of a windstorm and our whole road was flooding.

"Its fine Tsunayoshi." he soothed. "We can go eat tomorrow if you're worried. We'll just cook something here and then head out."

"H-Hai…" I mumbled, staring out the window at the tree that was swaying dangerously. Kyoya turned on the T.V, but the signal was horrific. "It's probably the winds fault…"

"Most likely." He agreed, kneeling down and setting the DVD player up. I watched him, turning my attention away from the window as I watched him. He wanted to watch a movie? I didn't really mind. If we watched a movie then I could snuggle up to him on the sofa.

The wind howled and I turned my head back to the rain. It was really picking up now, so I was glad we didn't go out now. The house seemed like a more inviting place than it did out there. I watched Kyoya skim through our movie collection from the corner of my eye and noticed he was looking at my favourite movies instead of his own.

"Kyoya, choose a movie you like." I said, scratching at the back of my head before getting to my feet. "I'll go get your pile from the games room."

"Tsunayoshi, you don't like my kind of movie." chuckled Kyoya. "You know I like to watch horrors after you go to sleep."

"It's fine." I smiled at him. "As long as I can hide my face in your chest, I'll be perfectly fine."

He nodded to me as I walked out, going into the games room we quite often used. I walked over to his pile of DVDs and picked them up, refusing to look at the cases with mangled corpses and blood.

I had a secret that I never shared. Kyoya was so close to linking to it when watching a movie with me, but then I made the excuse that I was squeamish. He looked at me with doubt, but let it drop.

It was a secret I never wanted to think about. My hands shook lightly but then stopped when I went back into the living room, looking at Kyoya as he filled bowls up with crisps and sweets.

"Kyoya, you know I can't eat that much." I gaped at him. "It's bad for my health!"

"Who said it was for you?" he replied, a smirk dancing across his lips before he burst out laughing at my expression. "Just eat. Stop when you think it's going to affect you."

I was smiling nervously as I handed over his DVDs. He was watching me carefully as he skimmed through them, choosing the one he would have thought was least scary in my eyes. He placed it in, walked over and sat down and petted my head as I burrowed my face in his chest instantly.

I peeked through thick eyelashes and gulped. It was that movie about the murder case with the daughter and mother. I hated that movie so much, but I just smiled nervously to Kyoya, who noticed my sudden tenseness.

"If you don't want to watch it, I'll put a Disney film on for you."

I blushed, hard. He shouldn't say stuff like that! I know I got scared of those things easily but teasing me with Disney films was going a little overboard. I was about to retort when I heard screaming from the T.V and paled, sliding myself under a blanket and hiding my face. Kyoya continued petting my head even though it was covered, chuckling softly.

My face was pale, but I felt warm, so I pulled the blanket back off and before I could hide my eyes in Kyoya's chest again I glimpsed the screen and started screaming.

It was instantly shut off and I felt warm arms surround me, soothing me as I started crying.

"This is why I told you not to lie to me about films." He said, feeling me sob against his t-shirt. "I'll be right back, I need to get you some tissues."

I nodded, wiping at my eyes as he got up and went into the kitchen that wasn't too far away. I kept wiping at my eyes, but the tears kept falling as I curled up, listening to the wind howl. Moments later, the lights flashed before they blinked out.

I then heard a thump.

"Kyoya…?" I asked wearily. A heard a couple of shuffles before a grunt.

"Don't worry Tsunayoshi, I simply walked into-" there was a shattering noise, and as I whipped my head round, my eyes widened at the wall behind me crumbled, a branch smacking into my face and knocking me to the floor as a tree broke through, trapping me on the floor as I froze, feeling warm liquid trickle down my forehead.

"Tsunayoshi? Tsunayoshi!" I could hear shouting as I shuddered, feeling more warm liquid trickle down my shoulder from where a branch pierced me. I could hear branches getting snapped and Kyoya kept shouting, waiting for me to respond.

"Kyo-ya…" I said quietly, my vision flickering as I gulped on a lump that formed in my throat. It hurt, but I had to stay calm, I had to stay… calm.

I felt a spasm go through my chest and I gasped, biting my lip as I had the sudden urge to cry out. Now of all time? Why now… now…

"Hang on!" I made a faint whimpering noise as I allowed my head to loll, the cold wind long since entered the apartment as the rest of the people who resided here were screaming their heads off, panicking as they tried to get out the building.

Screaming is such a delightful sound.

It isn't, it's the most horrible sound in the world!

Blood is the deepest form of red crimson… how lovely.

Blood? Lovely? Yeah right.

Your time to die has come.

No! It hasn't!

"Hurts… It hurts…" I whispered quietly, choking back a scream as the branch got pulled out of my shoulder. I felt myself getting picked up as I clutched desperately at Kyoya top, panting lightly.

"They'll be here soon Tsunayoshi, just hang on a little longer for the damn herbivores to get here…" said Kyoya, his lips pressing against my ear as my head throbbed painfully, my chest constricting and my right arm going limp.

"My… chest hurts…" I finally admitted bitterly, causing Kyoya to tense. "Will I get to see the New Year?"
"Of course." Said Kyoya firmly. "And many New Years after that. You're not dying on me yet."

I smiled weakly, closing my eyes and making another whimpering sound as Kyoya managed to get through the front door and stood with me on the street. I could hear horrified gasps and felt someone place their coat on me.

I could hear sirens. An ambulance? Maybe. Everything sounded dull and slow, like when you get hit with a flash-bang of some sort. Another spasm in my chest caused me to cry out, even though I was trying to suppress the noise I was making.

Scream, little one.

And that I did.