Tsuna panted heavily as blood started to pool down his arm from the slash he got from his opponent; His dying will flame blazing brightly on his forehead. His opponent (a white spell from Millefiore) smirked as he lifted his katana and licked the blade. "You know Vongola blood tastes really good," He said with a smirk as he suddenly charged at Tsuna. Tsuna tried to counter his white spell opponent with a punch to the shoulder, using his good arm, but missed. His opponent quickly disappeared then reappeared behind Tsuna, impaling him through the back.
Startled, Tsuna shakily looked down at the blade that pierced his body.
Blood soon started to drip down the blade onto the floor where it pooled. Starting to cough up blood Tsuna could feel the effects of the blood loss on his body as his vision slowly started to get blurry.
Out of nowhere came the cry of; "Jyuudaime!" as Gokudera came rushing toward him with a desperate look on his face.
Tsuna soon felt the blade leave his body quickly, leaving a bloody spray from where the wound was. Tsuna's vision darkened even more; His legs became unable to support him.
His weight made him sway forward, landing on his knees, then falling face first onto the ground. Grunting Tsuna tried to get up but pain shot up though his body making it almost impossible for him to endure, but the cries of Gokudera and Yamamoto joined in, he had to get back up. He would continue to fight even if it kills him.
Although he was trying to get up The White Spell had other ideas for Tsuna. He grabbed Tsuna by his hair and slowly started to lift the small 15 year old up until he was unable to touch the ground.
Tsuna tried not to scream as his body became hyper sensitive. His hair was being pulled so hard that the roots stared to separate from his scalp, though he didn't have to endure it for long. Gokudera finally reached Tsuna and punched the White spell in the face causing him to lose his grip on Tsuna. Again Tsuna felt his legs go limp as they hit the ground and he started to fall forward. But the ground never came.
Slowly Tsuna opened one of his orange eyes and saw that he was in Yamamoto's arms. Tsuna smiled along with Yamamoto and chuckled softly. "I guess you slid me to safety again," Tsuna said. He was referring the time Chikusa tried to harpoon Tsuna with his poison needles after Gokudera passed out. Yamamoto nodded, looked down at the smaller boy, and saw he was unconscious his flame fading out.
Yamamoto quickly looked to see what Gokudera was doing and saw he was doing well against The White Spell opponent.
Yamamoto thought that this would be the best time to do some really quick first aid to try and save the 10th boss of the Vongola.
Yamamoto slowly started to open Tsuna's button up shirt and saw where the material was clinging to the blood. Slowly removing both of their shirts, Yamamoto looked to see how bad some of the wounds were.
Quickly nodding to himself he ripped a large piece of Tsuna's shirt then some strips of his own and tied them together to hold the large piece of cloth from Tsuna's shirt. He quickly added pressure to the wound. Yamamoto then placed another large piece of cloth on Tsuna's back and added more pressure to stop the bleeding that was already starting to seep through the makeshift bandage.
As Yamamoto placed pressure on the bandages he looked up to see Gokudera go flying into a wall and then get up again as blood began dripping down his forehead. 'This is not good,' Yamamoto thought. He got up, quickly grabbed Tsuna by the arm, and swung him on his back. Leaving both their shirts, well, what was left of them on the ground and ran over to Gokudera as quickly as he could.
When he got there he quickly looked over the boy. "Can you move?" Yamamoto asked in a serious tone of voice. Gokudera, in a little daze, looked up at him and nodded.
Quickly getting up, Gokudera threw one of his smoke bombs. As the building filled up with smoke, Yamamoto and Gokudera took that chance to run.
When the smoke cleared The White Spell looked around to see nothing but small trails of blood leading off into the distance making him smirk as he slowly walked toward the first drop and continue to follow the drops of blood.
Yamamoto and Gokudera ran for 5 minutes as fast as they could while carrying a person who was severely wounded. Though Yamamoto himself had only been in the future for a brief period of time he already knew a way into the Vongola's base thanks to Gokudera's instruction.
They rushed as quickly as they could. They navigated over to where one of the entrances was and did a quick look around to find the door. The boys quickly entered to see Hibari there with a small frown on his face.
"I have to help you herbivores right when I just get here myself," He grunted. He looked over at Gokudera, who fell over from exhaustion.
Hibari growled as he non-too gently threw Gokudera over his shoulder and then continued down through the base. Yamamoto feeling some blood, now dripping, down his back he quickened his steps wanting to save the young Vongola's life.
When they got to the medical wing Yamamoto laid Tsuna down and noticed how pale the boy had gotten. He tried to hide his worry.
Yamamoto quickly walked over to one of the cabinets and found what he was looking for, gauze, and quickly started to wrap the wounds properly.
Tsuna gave a small moan of pain when Yamamoto removed the blood stained cloth and replaced it with some bandages.
After about 15 minutes Yamamoto had the bleeding under control and sighed with relief as he wiped some sweat off his brow with his forearm.
Tsuna was all bandaged up, and with the help of Bianchi, was attached to an IV. Yamamoto pulled up a chair and didn't leave the young bosses side.
Three days soon past and Yamamoto still stayed by Tsuna's bed side, only leaving to relieve him self and to grab a quick bite to eat. Tsuna just laid there, his eyes closed, sleeping soundly using most of his energy on his recovery.
On the fourth day Tsuna finally opened his eyes a crack, only to shut them again because of the brightness.
After a while his eyes adjusted enough for him to groggily open them. When he looked up he saw Yamamoto sound asleep. He head resting on his arms and snoring softly. Tsuna smiled softly at the baseball idiot. He took one of his extra blankets and placed it on Yamamoto's back then went back to sleep with a small smile on his face.
Yamamoto after a few hours opened his eyes, a little surprised by the new warmth that covered his body. At first he was reluctant to open his eyes (damn bladder again). He was a little surprised when he stood up and the blanket fell off his shoulders and onto the ground. He gave a puzzled look at the blanket trying to remember if he had fallen asleep with it on or if someone put it there.
He continued to think about it as he headed to the restroom to use the facility. On his return he noticed that Tsuna's sleeping position has changed from the past 3 days and he had a small smile on his face. Yamamoto smiled brightly as he sat down next to Tsuna and waited for the young boss to wake up again.
Two hours pass before Tsuna woke up again with the same grogginess that he had before. "Tsuna," Yamamoto said happily as he hugged the younger boy; though he made sure to be careful of Tsuna's wounds.
"Yamamoto?" The young boss asked sleepily, not sure what to do or what happened.
"I was so worried," Yamamoto said as he got up from his embrace. Tsuna, a little surprised by the words, stayed quite and let the slightly older boy hug him.
Tsuna was surprised to see the deep concern written on the young baseball player's face.
"Does it hurt?" He asked, looking at Tsuna's wounds. Tsuna shook his head for his reply, his voice paralyzed by the look Yamamoto gave him.
"Good," Yamamoto said with his normal smile on his face. Tsuna let out a breath he didn't know he was holding in.
"Are you hungry?" Yamamoto then asked as he now started to scratch his cheek not knowing how to strike up a conversation.
"Ah no not really," Tsuna said as he leaned over lightly on the bed and smiled at Yamamoto making him blush.
Tsuna's face turned serious, "What happened to that white spell?" he asked. Yamamoto looked at Tsuna and nodded.
"Don't worry we lost him when we got here," Yamamoto stated with a smile. Tsuna visibly seemed to relax he mussels and gave a sigh of relief.
As soon as he sighed he jumped as an alarm rang through the room. Tsuna and Yamamoto both covered their ears in pain at the high pitched squeal.
"W-what's going on!" Tsuna asked/yelled as he looked around his eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights. Yamamoto looked at Tsuna, "Don't worry Tsuna I'll go and find out for you," he said with a serious look on his face. Tsuna nodded and waited trying to calm down.
When Yamamoto left Tsuna, to go to the control room, he saw Hibari, Reborn, and Ryohei. Giannini was at the computers, typing furiously.
"Where was the break in?" Reborn asked as Giannini continued to look at the monitors.
"It looks like he entered through the E block and seems to be heading toward…sick bay?" He seemed puzzled by the enemy's movements.
"Isn't that herbivore there?" Hibari stated calmly. Everyone turned to look at the older prefect.
As soon as Yamamoto heard Hibari's words he rushed toward sick bay hoping that Tsuna was ok. When he got there he was surprised; the door was busted open like someone punched it in. Taking out Shigure Kintoki he looked through the doors and saw no one there.
The whole room was empty. No Tsuna, no White Spell, just a messed up bed and some broken machines that were hooked up to Tsuna when he was unconscious.
While he was investigating the area he heard a shuffling noise and quietly went farther into the room, where a small closet rested. As he approached he heard a soft whimpering noise.
Yamamoto not knowing who or what it was tightened his grip on Shigure Kintoki, just in case he was attacked, and threw the door open only to see Tsuna in the closet holding his knees hiding from Yamamoto.
"Tsuna" Yamamoto said softly as he reached forward towards Tsuna. Tsuna whimpered and flinched away from Yamamoto's touch.
"Stay away!" Tsuna panicked as he pushed Yamamoto away and tried to get up. He tried to run out of the closet only to be caught again by Yamamoto.
"Tsuna, wait it's me," Yamamoto said as he dropped his sword and hugged the smaller boy tightly to his chest.
Tsuna calmed when he finally realized that it was indeed his rain guardian. He opened his eyes and looked at the baseball conditioned teen with tear filled eyes. Tsuna gripped his shirt tightly then looked up and saw movement from behind Yamamoto. He noticed that The White Spell was right behind them with his sword ready.
Tsuna was about to call Yamamoto's name but it was too late. The White Spell, behind Yamamoto, slashed him down the back. Letting Tsuna go Yamamoto went down.
Tsuna screamed as he looked down at where his guardian laid, a cut moving from his right hip to his left shoulder and a small amount of blood flowing out of it.
"Yamamoto!" Tsuna exclaimed as he dropped to his knees and tried to push a cloth against the wound. The man who cut Yamamoto down was the same White Spell that attacked him earlier.
"Ello' Birdie. We still have some unfinished business, though I'd 'ave to thank this fool for leading me to ya." The White Spell spoke with a wide toothy grin as he kicked Yamamoto into a wall causing a groan of pain to escape his lips.
Tsuna, scared, backed away from The White Spell until his back hit the wall behind him. Panicking Tsuna looked around for some sort of weapon to defend himself, but saw nothing that was close on hand.
The White Spell smirked as he walked toward Tsuna at a leisurely pace until he was within a foot of the sky. Tsuna was shaking with fear, his X gloves were somewhere along with his pills.
The White Spell moved quickly enough and pinned Tsuna's hands to the wall. Frightened by the sudden movement Tsuna gave a loud squeak and tried to struggle out of the White Spells grip.
"Not as much fight in ya is there?" The White Spell taunted as he leaned closer to Tsuna until Tsuna could feel his breath against his skin making the hair on the back of his neck prickle.
"What do you want with me?" Tsuna asked as he tried to keep his emotions in order and not show fear, though that was already eminent in his eyes. The White Spell chuckled.
"Why, what every man wants a good little bounty to call his own. Ya see your pretty little head here has a nice bounty in the Millefiore" The White Spell explained. Hearing this caused Tsuna's eyes to widen.
The White Spell chuckled when he noticed that Tsuna had finally realized what was going to happen. Looking around quickly again Tsuna knew that his best choice to stay alive was to wait for his other guardians to come and help him and Yamamoto, who was slowly starting to wake up.
The White Spell, getting a little tired of the Vongola base, walked over to Tsuna and quickly grabbed him by his wrists. He pulled them over Tsuna's head and began to walk out of the base with the boy.
Tsuna saw that he was going to be taken away, panicked, and started to kick The White Spell in the groin since that seemed like the best logical place but he saw The White Spell smile.
"Good to see a cup checkin' place here," The White Spell said as he took his other hand, formed a fist, and punched Tsuna in the gut. Tsuna gasped for air and completely relaxed as his head slumped forward and his world turned dark once more. The White Spell chuckled as he threw Tsuna over his shoulder and began to walking out of the base again.
The White Spell got to the entrance of the medical bay when he heard a sound of scraping metal against the floor and looked over his shoulder to see Yamamoto struggling to stand using Shigure Kintoki as a crutch to help him. Once he got to his feet he swayed a little before he took a step forward, blood dripping off of his stained shirt and on to the floor. He took the katana and pointed it at The White Spell.
"Leave him," Yamamoto commanded a serious tone taking to his voice and his eyes.
The White Spell didn't bat an eye at Yamamoto before looking again to the door.
"Not a chance Kiddo, you already 'ave a foot in the grave, and I got a date with the boss later...I want to be sure to give him a good gift," The White Spell said as he started to walk away from Yamamoto.
Yamamoto grew furious as he took his ring and lit the flame before plunging the pioggia flame into his box weapon releasing a swallow. Rondine Pioggia charged at The White Spell with a wave of Rain flame that surrounded Yamamoto as he charged into his attack, Shigure Souen Style Special Style Ninth Form: Shinotsuku Ame.
The White Spell looked over again and saw the attack coming. He smiled as he took his sword out and it instantly became wrapped in sun flames.
"Kiddo you really need to learn to let go" The White Spell said as he pushed Yamamoto back causing the teen to be a little off balance before receiving a kick to the gut. Yamamoto grunted as he skidded about a foot before he stopped and landed on his knees.
The White Spell calmly walked over to him as Yamamoto glared up at the white clad soldier. The soldier soon moved one of his legs back and kicked Yamamoto in the head causing the teens head to fly back and knock against a cabinet, leaving a large bloody gash.
"There, that should keep you down." The White Spell muttered to himself as he walked out of the ruined medical bay area and out the door with Tsuna still slumped over his shoulder.
~*Twenty minutes later: Vongola base *~
Yamamoto opened his eyes and felt that his was being shaken.
"Where's the Jyuudaime?" came a loud voice.
Yamamoto winced at the loudness of two things, one being the person speaking, and the other being the headache that made itself known to the teen.
"Gokudera-dono, thy thinks that yelling at Yamamoto-dono is not the best option right now," came another voice that seemed distressed.
"Tch," was all the first voice said then the sound of footsteps followed.
"Hold on Yamamoto-dono, Sasagawa-dono is going to heal your injuries as soon as possible." The distressed voice seemed calmer now. Yamamoto seemed to finally recognize it as Basil's. Giving a small smile Yamamoto said softly, "Ah sorry, I let Tsuna go," before letting his world fall back into darkness.
~*With Tsuna*~
Tsuna opened his eyes to find that he was in a dark stone room. His only light source was a single candle that was on the farthest wall from where he was.
Tsuna looked around and found that his hands were bound by a rope above his head. He saw that the medical gown was gone now and he was left in only his boxers. He could feel the cold stone against his back biting into the wound and a very small breeze, most likely from a door crack, ghosted over his skin making him shiver.
As he looked around for something that would give shape he heard something like scraping rock against rock down what looked like a tunnel that filled with light only at the end. Soon Tsuna could hear footsteps as someone walked down said tunnel, though the door was closed behind the person entering the room so he couldn't tell who it was. When the person walked by the candle he could see that it was Irie Shoichi. Irie just stared at the Vongola trying to see the emotion in his eyes but saw nothing. Sighing Irie walked closer to the Vongola who stiffened only having his eyes move with Irie until he came to his ear. "I'm here to help you Sawada-san," he said quietly. Tsuna's eyes narrowed suspiciously, "Why should I trust you?" he asked. "Because, I knew your older self and we planned for this, well not all of it, but the main idea. I just didn't expect that White Spell fighter there." Irie said regret filling his voice as he backed up from the tenth. Tsuna looked in his eyes and saw that Irie was indeed telling the truth. "How are you planning to get me out of here then? Also if you have any medical aid that would be nice; I think your underling opened my wound." Tsuna said as he started to feel a dull ache where his wound was and started to feel blood trickle down his skin. "I'll do what I can for you Sawada-san" Irie said as he stood up and started to walk out of the cell. "I will also try and visit you as much as I can without throwing suspensions onto myself. My colleagues will be coming to torture you for information about the Vongola so please bare with me," Irie spoke as he walked out into the darkness leaving Tsuna alone with his thoughts. Looking up at the ceiling he gave a sigh and softly pleaded, "Minna, soukou.*"