Ciaossu guys! Well apparently I will be out for the moment as I am trying to re-edit 'Life of Sawada Tsunayoshi' as there are too many holes… ones that I in which I know of since it was interfering with the plot. So I am really sorry to those that have waited so long and are still waiting.

So here is a little one-shot for you guys (But I think I will make this a two-shot). It is best to think this as a continuation of my one-shots to Lambo's Grape Candy and Teardrops and Gokudera's/Yamamoto's A Memory with the Sky.

Enjoy! Ciao ciao!

Father and Son

"TSUNA!" a voice bellowed outside the office doors before it burst open. A young man with brunette gravity-defying hair, and chocolate brown eyes looked up calmly from his desk, where he was doing the paperwork of doom, as the Vongola Advisor, former, and father to himself, stormed into the room followed by frantic maids and butlers trying to calm the man down. Though they were afraid it was doing the opposite as the glare intensified on the blond man's face.

"What is the meaning of this?" Iemitsu slammed his hand down on the desk when he got close enough frightening the servers around them. The young boss, however, just continued to calmly look up at him.

"'What is the meaning of what' father…? Aren't you supposed to be back at home packing with Kaa-san?" Tsuna questioned going back to writing his signatures onto the documents that were in front of him.

"Don't give me that!" Iemitsu bellowed angrily catching his son's gaze again, "And you know exactly what I'm talking about!"

Their gaze held each other for a moment longer before the brunette sighed and waved the servers to leave, which they did without a second thought. Once the doors closed he stood and walked towards the bulletproof/Dying-flameproof glass taking in the setting sun scenery, he answered his father's question, "I have no other choice but to go to that meeting."

"No way," the advisor growled going around the desk and faced his son again, "Meeting with that man is too dangerous! Look what he has done to the Giglio Nero Family's boss, Yuni!" he gestured madly, "Byakuran has done something and turned them against us! He's also created this… this wave to kill off most of the Arcobaleno, especially Reborn," Tsuna flinched at the name closing his eyes remembering the news of Reborn falling to the deadly waves Byakuran developed.

"What reason made you decide that I should be going out of the country tomorrow with your mother and not knowing what is going on here!" Iemitsu declared grabbing his son's shoulder, which he would never do in public eye as it was disrespectful to the Boss of the Vongola, especially if it was your son.

"I just want you to enjoy your time with mom, that's all," Tsuna said plainly looking at his father with a gentle smile and gaze, but his father gritted his teeth even more.

"Don't give me that crap, Tsuna!" Iemitsu yelled again trying to hold back the urge to hit him across the face, "I know you too well to know that you are hiding something else! Now tell me what dangerous plan you're hatching in that mind of yours!"

Once again they looked into each other's eyes and Tsuna breathed out closing his eyes showing a pained expression across his face. Iemitsu thought he was getting thru to him and was about to confront him again when he was hit in the stomach. He looked down seeing the balled gloved fist of his son hit hard and firmly into his abdominal pressure point. He looked up at the young man's face not believing that Tsuna would do this rather than tell him. It was a sign… a sign that whatever plan that was going to be activated at tomorrow's meeting was going to change everyone within the Family. And he knew… he knew what it was going to be. After gathering small pieces of information from the Sun Arcobaleno before he passed on, he knew that Tsuna was meeting with his Cloud Guardian and a mole within the Millefiore.

"Tsu…na… you don't… have… to…do this…" he grouted out gripping harder onto the shoulders, "Being… killed… won't…" he fell to the ground as his legs lost its strength.

"Gomen-ne, Tou-san…" Tsuna said with a strained voice as he held his father upright as they knelt to the ground as Iemitsu was losing consciousness, his grip holding onto his son's shoulder loosing strength, "But without a doubt, I have to do this," the warm brown eyes that was like Nana's dredged a small tear as he smiled brightly, which would stay with his father for two years, "I'm sorry that I couldn't give you anymore sincerity than this… Thanks for confronting me… I wish I didn't have to do this… and I want you to know…" Iemitsu didn't get to hear the last as he finally blacked out onto his shoulder. Tsuna's held back tears dropped soundlessly onto the father's neck as he hugged the man, "You are the best father that I can ever have…"

Slowly Tsuna placed his father on the sofa when a knock on the door of the secret passageway, "Enter!" he said wiping the tears away from his face.

"Tsunayoshi-san," Kasakabe entered with his usual pompadour and a twig between his teeth, "You called?"

"Kasakabe-san, can you take my father to the airport along with my mother," Tsuna said not looking at him as he went back to his desk.

The vice-commander of the Founders looked over to the couch then over to the young boss scribbling his name across the documents that were no doubt two years' worth of future documentations. Sighing slightly he went over to the couch and pulled up one arm around his neck and began dragging the advisor into the secret passageway. But before he left he turned his head, "Tsunayoshi-san,"

"Huh…" the boss answered back without looking at them.

"I have no doubt in my mind that everything will go as plan. Kyo-san and the others will make sure of that," he stated encouragingly, "You will wake up to the new future that we promise."

The scribbling stopped and Kasakabe smiled as he left taking the Advisor with him. But not before he heard shaking words coming after him, "Thank you…"

…..

The next day Iemitsu awoke on the plane next to his wife. At first he thought it was a dream but when he saw an envelope stuck into his pocket with the Vongola Crest and the fancy scrawl of his Decimo on the visible area he held it carefully in his hand and silently cried like Tsuna had unseeingly done the day before.

Tears flowed from the guardians as the news of the death of the Vongola Decimo against Byakuran. Many Vongola bases were destroyed, Guardian's had scattered, and citizens were terrorized for two years. But those, that secretly did the plans with Tsuna, went on and continued forward till the promised time of when the teen-inexperienced-boss comes to save their future.