I did it again, I'm rewriting 'Sky Drive' again. Hah... I wish I can just finish something, this was supposed to be finished this year because it was "2011 for the 11th generation"... You can find the original Sky Drive in my writing dump on my fictionpress account. Link is in my profile.

Well... Enjoy. I do not own anything


1. Reprise : Prologue

"She taught me many new things"

Out of the many alternate realities that were spun following the Vongola's victory in the future was one that resulted in Tsuna's ideal family.

After the past generation went back home and the current Vongola was returned, Tsuna took the glorious opportunity to propose to Kyoko—something he wished he'd done before he dies so as to prevent those creepy classmates from chasing after her during her study abroad—he was in a dead-like state, he wasn't dead. She, of course, accepted and the poor mafia boss was assaulted later on by Haru about the proper timing—he proposed not even five minutes of their return, when his whole family found him before his open air coffin and he just randomly took out a ring from his back pocket while his family cried over the fact that he was alive. Way to go Tsuna.

The months… no years following that were hectic; the aftereffect of Byakuran's tyranny was something Tsuna never wished to be reminded of again. Fixing the Vongola was one thing, repairing the world was another—at one point the poor twenty four year old somehow found himself as the King of the European Union, who had complete control over three entire continents.

But he did it, the man successfully restored the world back to its original state and maybe even put it in better hands—many of the underdeveloped countries now had democratic governments, his family help find a cost efficient and abundant alternative to fossil fuels and the mafia became the ultimate secret police force. It took almost ten years, but he did it.

During those years of redemption, Tsuna married Kyoko—their wedding was glorious… the power he held in the new world, his very existence became so well known that the entire reception was aired on international television. They were so happy with each other as Tsuna found himself in the midst of a love season within his family; his guardians, allies—heck even Xanxus got married not long after he did! He was happy with his life until following the birth of his third child.

At age thirty, Tsuna started to notice that none of his sons had the gift of pure flames. At first he shook it off as a normal thing; maybe they were just late bloomers, but then the years passed and still no sign. Then reborn started nagging him about it, started telling him that he needed a legitimate heir or else Xanxus' son would be the one chosen to lead the Vongola when the time came. At that time, Kyoko fell very ill- a disease that ran in her family was finally catching up to her and her brother was nowhere to be found. The last Tsuna heard of Ryohei was that he was bringing I-pin out to the Sahara Desert for an 'extreme training exercise'. To make matters worse, Shamal had informed him earlier that month that his wife would be giving birth to a premature infant soon. A sick premature infant isn't a good thing. Not at all. Sick mothers giving birth to sick premature babies weren't good either.

But Kyoko was adamant about having the child, no matter how many times Tsuna tried to convince her that it wouldn't do her, or the baby any good. That abortion was the best option. He knew she knew that none of their sons would be able to inherit the sins of the Vongola, that none of them had the gift of flames, and maybe it was because of the small hope that this one would be the one, that she so stubbornly wanted to go through the delivery. The reason why she always said the same thing over and over again when they argued about the baby,

"You don't need to worry anymore."

When she did give birth a few weeks later. Kyoko refused the surgery she was supposed to have in favor of giving birth to their daughter. The boss was so furious that the moment her decision reached his ears- he stomped out the room, leaving behind his pale sickly wife and a shocked doctor. He locked himself in his study for days, refusing to open the door to anyone and not bothering to open the door when the maids came with his meal. By the time the second week rolled by, Reborn finally snapped and kicked down the door, the now curse-free Arcobaleno made it a point to break the news of his wife to him in the harshest way possible.

"Your actions killed her, stupid kid."

Whatever happened after that is unclear but somehow Tsuna ended up being dragged into Vendicare, where he had to stay in chains for almost a full year.

When he returned to the mansion, he was met by a worried Gokudera, a lecturing Yamamoto and Ryohei who looked like he was trying to keep a whole river of anger from exploding from his mouth as he carried a young girl in his arms, one who looked a little too familiar.

"Wow, is that your daughter? She's adorable."

"No, she's yours."

And suddenly he saw it, he saw the heart shaped face, the mob of auburn hair, the perky nose, the pouty lips and the helpless eyes that reminded him so much of his own when he was young.

She stared at him silently in Ryohei's arms, making small baby noises in protest every time he moved his arms to turn her away from the mafia boss.

"Can I… can I… hold her?"

Around this time, during his mini examination of his daughter, his sons had appeared from one of the rooms in the west wing, running down the halls and happily shouting about how daddy was finally home.

"As long as you don't drop her or throw her at the wall or something…"

While he was in Vendicare, the only thing he thought about was Kyoko. How it was all her fault he ended up in the mafia prison, how his love wasn't enough, how they didn't know each other enough. At first it was his mistakes that he thought about, and then it was hers and then he didn't know what he was thinking about anymore because he would find himself in tears. Loudly sobbing to himself while the darkness of the cell consumed him, he doesn't remember how many days passed by like that until he finally calmed down and the officers let him out.

The moment he stretched out his arms towards the young girl, he remembered how it felt holding his firstborn, how he had asked Kyoko to let him hold his son, promising not to drop the baby while his wife teased him. He realized he was being selfish, while he was in Vendicare, he never even thought about his children. It was all just him and Kyoko. Their relationship and their mistakes. Never of the consequences their actions caused. He watched as the girl shifted, almost stretching to try to match her father's embrace. After Ryohei dumped her into Tsuna's waiting arms, the first thing she did was to pull onto his dress shirt and give him a big sloppy kiss on the side of his lip.

It felt like he was reliving the moment he held onto his firstborn again.

The now thirty-six year old cried then and there, as he held onto his daughter protectively; cried as his sons ran over to him with his daughter in his arms, cried as he fell onto his knees in front of his guardians, cried as his sons hugged him lovingly. He cried and cried as the girl continued to shower him with warm kisses, warm sky-filled kisses. Her big innocent eyes staring at him as they began to water with tears.

"What's her name?"

"Hitomi."

Later that night, he walked into the nursery and tucked in his sleeping daughter before staring at the large portrait of Sasagawa Kyoko that was hung on the wall above the bed.

"I'm not worried anymore," he whispered, his voice cracking with new tears as he closed his eyes sadly.


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