Summary:

Yamamoto Takeshi the rain guardian of Vongola Decimo has already took his rest, he died contented and happy with everything he had done however being a guardian doesn't end there as they thought it was. They still have this one last trial that will test their loyalty to their sky. And Takeshi didn't even know that he was at this trial instead he knows it only as a prize for being a perfect guardian. This is where Takeshi pursues of becoming a professional baseball player and decided to get serious in it but what will happen if he met them as he became more solemn at his new goal?

THE LAST TRIAL

By: Nanamicchi

Prologue

It has been seventy (70) years since Yamamoto became the rain guardian of the Vongola Decimo, he never regretted anything and was contented of everything he had done with his family and friends. Of course, not all of it was good but it has to be done to protect his loved ones. He was satisfied his way of living so dying is not that scary anymore and besides his father will be waiting for him in the heaven's gate, if he was allowed there. He sighed in contentment while lying on his death bed, "See you soon everyone," he whispered then flashed his signature grin before deciding to finally sleep for the rest of his life.

"Yamamoto-san,"

By the time Takeshi closed his eyes, a very familiar voice called out his name. It rings to his ears but he didn't mind, it's probably coming from his family who were left in the earth.

"Yamamoto-san,"

The same voice again called, he wanted to ignore it but couldn't help to slightly open his eyes to take a peek to know who the person was. A flash of blinding light met his eyes but after a few seconds, the contrast lowered or maybe his eyes adjusted to the light, it was odd that he was not already in his house, bedroom or his bed. He doesn't know what kind of place it was or where he was, everything was just white.

"Finally you have awaken, Yamamoto-san." Upon hearing the same voice, he abruptly stood up and readied himself, it might be because it became a habit to him not to let his guard down especially when he's at a strange place. It is funny since the place might be heaven and the person calling for him was an angel to lead him to the heaven's gate, maybe the heavens had actually accepted him, he tried himself not to chuckle but he just can't. He concealed his laughter then faced the creature that keeps calling him and when he did, he couldn't help but blink twice, even scratched his eyes just to make sure he is not hallucinating.

"What's wrong?" the said creature asked doubting his weird actions.

"Asari-san…" he said gaping, "so I'm really dead, huh." he concluded, this time it was Asari's turn to chuckle.

"Yes you are," Asari agreed on his conclusion, "but you need to go back," the statement caught Takeshi off guard.

"Huh? What do you mean? It's not my time yet?" Takeshi asked in a shot.

"Of course it's your time already," Asari answered, "and look," he showed a mirror in front of Takeshi.

Takeshi widens his eyes and plastered an idiotic grin, "this is awesome," he enthusiastically commented as he pinched his 17-18 years old face. Asari giggled at his reaction though this was instantly replace by a simple smile, "say Yamamoto-sa-"

"Takeshi," he cut off, "you can call me Takeshi," he said.

Asari stared at him first before deciding to continue, "Takeshi-kun," he started again, "if you hadn't met your sky, what do you think will you be doing in the past years of your life?"

Takeshi got his head thinking as he turn his sight at Asari at the same time tilting his head and shot an odd look at the first generation rain guardian, "probably took over my father's sushi shop or become a professional baseball player," he answered not really sure.

Asari stared at him for a second then let out an "ah" as his reaction before deciding to walk away. "You answered it practically speaking, right?" he stopped from his stride and face the tenth generation rain guardian to confirm if he assumed it right.

Takeshi confusedly nodded, "but what if you had met your sky when you've already decided to take over the sushi shop or probably became a professional baseball player, what will you do by then?" he shot a serious glance at him waiting for his answer.

"I-I don't know," he hesitantly answered shifting his eyes on the ground.

"I see," Asari suddenly said particularly to himself. "I thought you wouldn't be needing this anymore but I guess we are really alike," he plastered a knowing smile, "I'll ask you the same question when you came back here but before that, goodbye for now," he ended, Asari waved at him as if it really were a goodbye.

"What do you mean by goodbye?" He has now furrowed his brows as he doesn't really get what's going to happen, Asari didn't said anything to him.

"You'll know when you get there," he said as the plane white marble floor cracked for an instant, to his surprise, a hole was seen in it, he was pushed in it and literally fell like Alice going to wonderland while Asari just innocently smile at him, "good luck!" he manage to hear from Asari before his vision blackened.

"Takeshi," he heard his father called. The rain guardian abruptly opened his eyes in confusion, "Takeshi," his father's voice was heard again.

"Otou…" he paused, "…-san?" he manage to finish though it sounded more like a question, maybe he was just hallucinating things again. He scanned the place he was in and was surprise to just notice that he was at his room back to Namimori in their house. Takeshi sat up, he was actually lying in his bed. He didn't even realize that his mouth was gaping the same way as his eyes does.

"Takeshi, I'm coming in," the door immediately opened, his father caught him in his 'unbelievable' expression. "Is something wrong, son?" Tsuyoshi asked worried at his son, "are you sick?" he walks over.

Takeshi blinked a few times before he could manage to shake his head. "I'm okay…I guess," he answered as his hand automatically scratched his neck.

"That's good to hear," his father said, "by the way, someone's here to see you, it's from Tokyo."

"Tokyo?" He looked up to his father shooting him a questioning look.

His father looked back at him then flashed a proud smile to him as if he had gain something he ever wanted through hard work, "Yes from Tokyo, so now wash up and come downstairs." His father ended, after that his father left at his room leaving him so many questions in his mind since if he was sent back at the past – yes, that was his conclusion since Asari let him know that his appearance were change into younger, so that's probably it but he doesn't remember a scene where someone came for him from Tokyo like now, so was he at some parallel world or something else?

End Of Prologue

A/N:

Here's another prologue! Lol, I sure am trying to kill myself for lots of story to update, hahahaha.