Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn is the rightful brainchild of Amano Akira-sensei. I could never be that awesome.
Prologue: When You Wish Upon A Star
Star light, star bright,
First star I see tonight.
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish, I wish tonight.
Legend has it that a wish upon a star is magical, and can grant your heart's true desire. No one knows for sure the origin of such a saying, and no one knows exactly how it works. All we know is that behind every myth, and every legend, lies an ounce of truth within the explanation. And be it intentional or coincidental, simple or unattainable, a wish will always be sacred and its power not to be belittled.
A star might just be a luminous sphere of plasma in scientific sense, but if you have the faith, its power could be much more intense. As Disney puts it best, "When a star is born, they possess a gift or two. One of them is this, they have the power to make a wish come true."
[Vongola Japanese Headquarters, Namimori, Japan]
Vongola Decimo couldn't help the sigh that escaped his lips, nor the deep frown that formed between his eyebrows, as a new stack joined his already never ending piles of paperwork - another pile created by his guardians' 'individuality'.
Barely a day went by, in which his guardian did not cause some kind of incident that added to his already extremely high workload. Though he had yet to officially take over the mafia superpower, the now sixteen-year-old Sawada Tsunayoshi had been constantly fighting on the battlefield know as paperwork, ever since the brunette had finally agreed to the title of Decimo about a year ago. Since then, he's being seriously trained to be ready for his position, and Reborn hasn't been kidding when he warned Tsuna that the torture would multiply exponentially, especially since he had not grown up in the mafia like most heirs to mafia famiglie. Only then did Tsuna realise that being a mafia boss was not just about physical power. Mastering multiple languages, being up to date on current affairs, drills on accounting, familiarising major trade routes, learning about dinning etiquette, perfecting the art of body language, and most importantly - doing paperwork. These were all just a few of the trainings that Tsuna had to undergo as the heir to the largest mafia famiglia.
And, as much as Tsuna love his guardians and wouldn't exchange them for anything, there were times when the Vongola Decimo would give everything just to have a little peace and quiet. Far far away from all his paperwork. Especially at times like this...
BOOM! The single sound from somewhere within the headquarters made Tsuna sigh yet again. Great. More paperwork.
"Kyahahaha! You will never catch the great Lambo-sama. Charge, Gyuudon!"
"I'll make you pay for this, Aho-ushi! Triple Bomb!"
"Kufufufu, what kind of nightmare would you like to see for damaging my coat?"
"Mukuro-sama..."
"Shut up, herbivores. Kamikorosu."
"Ahaha. Everyone's getting along so well, right, senpai?"
"EXTREME DESTRUCTION!"
His dear guardians were way too destructive for his liking.
Tsuna stared at the mountains of paper with obvious contempt as a small flame came to life on his left hand. The temptation to just turn these harmless looking torture device into a pile of ashes was way too great, but the brunette held that temptation at bay as he willed his flame to extinguish. The trouble that comes with burning his paperwork would not be worth it and Tsuna shiver at the thought of what Reborn would do to him if he even dare try. Furthermore, all official documents in the Vongola (especially those sent to the upper echelon) are totally flame-proof, and thus Vongola Boss-proof. After all, flame comes with the Vongola blood, and Decimo was not the first to come up with the idea of burning these highly flammable materials.
[Somewhere, Another Namimori, Japan]
Sawada Tsunayoshi, also known as Dame-Tsuna by most, spotted various fresh cuts and bruises as he walked home from school. The sun was already setting and school had ended hours ago, but the brunette had decided to hide in his classroom to avoid meeting some of his classmates. Both his arms covered his abdomen in a protective hug as his stomach growled loudly, announcing to the world that the brunette had not had anything to eat since he left for school in the morning. Again.
As the bump on his temporal started to throb once again, Tsunayoshi wondered why he even bothered to resist his bullies' daily routine anymore. Sure, those so called classmates of his routinely beat him up regardless of whether he gave in to their demands or not, but resisting just gave them more reasons to add in extra rounds of what those bullies like to call 'punishments'. Days like this when he felt he could just be a little brave and decided to stand up to his bullies, he would always end up regretting. He should have just quietly handed over his lunch box and accepted the bare minimum punishment, since after all his efforts at fighting back, the brunette still ended up losing his lunch and received more cuts and bruises than usual.
What he wouldn't give to actually have the power to fight back. But, he's just the clumsy Dame-Tsuna, who fails at everything he does. He couldn't even walk on a straight path without tripping on his own two feet.
Well, at least this time, he escaped with his uniform intact. He even manages to not get any blood on his now dirty uniform. As long as he can get up into his room without his mother seeing him, he would be able to clean himself up and keep his mother from worrying too much. His mother wouldn't even suspect a thing if he just told her that he had tripped on the way to school.
"Tadaimasu." Tsunayoshi said quietly as he entered his house, hoping that he mother would not be able to hear him from the kitchen.
"Oh, Tsu-kun, okaeri." Sawada Nana shouted from the kitchen, obviously having heard her son's entrance loud and clear despite his best efforts. The older brunette came out of the kitchen to start a conversation, but Tsunayoshi at least managed to tumble up the stairs to his room before his mother could see his pathetic state.
It was half an hour later, that a considerably more presentable Sawada Tsunayoshi entered the kitchen to have his dinner.
"Ah, Tsu-kun! What happened to you?" Nana exclaimed, indicating the few more visible additions to her son's facial features.
"It's nothing, Kaa-san." Tsunayoshi replied at his mother's worry. "I-I just happened to trip again when I was rushing to school."
"Mou, you should be more careful." The brunette's mother pouted, almost like a child. As her son apologise for his carelessness, a smile replaced the pout as she continued, "I made your favourite hamburger steak. Don't forget to tidy up your room after this. You know who's coming tomorrow, right?"
Oh no! How could he have forgotten about this? A non-commentary grunt was all Tsunayoshi could offer as a response.
[Vongola Japanese HQ, Decimo's Office]
It's two in the morning, and more than half of the paperwork still sat innocently on Vongola Decimo's desk, waiting to be done. The more Tsuna stared at the white piles of doom, the more he felt that they were clearly mocking him. After all, if not for his adorable guardians, the brunette would have long since finished his work and quite a bit of the left over paperwork were new additions thanks to the event that transpired at dinnertime.
It was close to 8pm when the Vongola heir had decided to join his guardian for a late dinner, but the plan was immediately scraped moments later. Tsuna had only taken no more than one and a half second upon entering the dining hall to take in the huge mess his guardians had made, before walking toward the still partially standing table, grabbed a plate of sandwiches that had miraculously escaped the destruction, and headed back to his office. Two hours later, Tsuna took in a deep breath to calm himself as a new pile of unfortunately flame-proofed paper joined the others on his desk. It wouldn't do for him to accidentally knock out the person delivering the papers again.
Seeing as the staring contest with his most abhorred inanimate enemies wasn't helping with his workload, the overworked Vongola heir decided to take a short break as he stretch his stiff shoulders and turned to look out the window at the night sky.
For once the mansion was peaceful and the night sky was dark with few stars adorning it, making the rare shooting star that suddenly glided across the heavens all the more striking.
With the never ending mountains of paperwork and his ever destructive guardians in mind, the Vongola Decimo made a wish upon the star.
[Sawada Household, Tsunayoshi's Bedroom]
Finally finished. Looking at the alarm clock at his bedside, Tsunayoshi realised that it was already 2am. It had taken everything he had and the whole night to finally finish his homework, and despite his best effort, the brunette knew that he had gotten more than half the questions wrong. He didn't even have time to clean up his room like his mother had asked. Well, it's already late, and Tsunayoshi had already done his best. If he still did not go to sleep, the chances that he would be able to reach school on time the coming morning would drop into the negative.
Tsunayoshi had no wish to be bitten to death.
As Tsunayoshi got ready for bed, a light from the pitch black night sky caught his attention and the brunette looked out his window to see a single falling star move pass the sky. Remembering the legend regarding the effectiveness of wishing upon a falling star, Tsunayoshi closed his eyes in concentration as memories of his failures during the day came back to him.
As the two brunettes across two parallel worlds mimicked each other's actions connected by the same descending satellite, their wishes resonated with each other, simultaneously reaching the star above their heads.
"I don't want to be weak anymore."
"Please spare me of all these paperwork."
Chapter Word Count: 1721 words
Konichinya, mina-san! Kitty desu!
First I would like to apologise to those who have been following my other story, Reunion with Truth. I know it's been a long time since I last updated RwT, and I do promise that I have not totally abandon the story. It's just a serious case of writer's block, so… long haitus maybe?
Well, back to 'Be Careful What You Wish For'. This story has been sitting around in my laptop since my itchy hands created it last August, and I have been very hesitant to publish it since I haven't been able to update my other story. And I know that this story will mostly likely end up on a similar path. I am currently about 3 chapters into this story and already facing some problem. It's not that I don't know what I want to write, but I don't know how to actually write it. I have serious problems with planning ahead, you see.
For those who don't know me, I need to warn you beforehand that I am someone with a serious case of 'procrastination' and 'laziness', and story updates will be excruciatingly slow more often than not. Well, most of the time, I will put the blame on all the other awesome fanfictions, anime and manga out there. Teehee^_^
This chapter is a little short for my standard since it is just the prologue, but I would love to hear your opinion about it. Does anyone want to make a guess what happens next? I think I made it pretty obvious already. Any speculations, ideas or suggestions are welcome too. Reviews fuel my Dying Will!
I would also like to give special thanks to my IRL friend, who would like to be known as aixies_hiwatari, who had helped me with the overall planning of this story. Without her help and encouragement, I am not sure what this story would have turned out to be like. I might have given up or took the story in a totally different direction.
Well, I guess this author's note is long enough for this short chapter. Let's not further bore you with my ranting. Mata ne!
First Published: 27 April 2017
