Oppa! Guess what. This is all plotted out!

This story with go along with the anime and manga in a way.

If anyone wants to beta this little new idea of mine, you are welcome to PM me.

Ah well, here's the prologue of it!


Namimori, Japan

Oct. 05, 19XX


A small brunette boy cowering int he corner of his room, covering his ears from shouting that seemed to haunt him in his waking hours. He just recently escaped from his bully younger brother, the one that looks just like him. He whimpering lightly, wishing deeply for someone, anyone to come and calm him down. He didn't want to go to his mom because all could do is just piss off his brother even more. Ad his papa just recently left for his construction job just few days ago!

"P-please.. A-anyone..." the boy just softly whispered, not knowing the fact that his wish had brought someone to him, someone that should not be disturbed with. A blonde came from basking glow of orange behind the boy, a soft frown on his face as his blue eyes were filled with soft anger and worries. He considered on how to approaches him, even though he should meddled with living's affairs.

He however, had business with the livings. He didn't like to see his hard work going down the drain and the one that is leading his hard work on is trying to bring back his morals. He just thought hard and carefully about this as he was alerted to his right-hand's arrival. No doubt his guardians was pissed of him disappearing like that.

"What the f-" the stranger said as the blonde just covers his mouth his eyes looking still at the boy. His friend looks at the boy and scowled. No doubt he knew what made the boy to be crying like that. The blonde just removed his hand from the mouth of his friend and slowly approaches the boy, running an hand through the soft silky brown hair that was similar to his, defying gravity. The boy quiets a bit, his head turning to face the strangers before him. His brown crying eyes was so similar to the blonde when he was younger, doe-like as it held loneliness and fears.

"Hey, don't cry any more little boy... I'm here," the blonde said as his voice was calm and eternal soothing the boy as he just sniffs a few time, not wanting the warm gentle hand to leave his hair. The blonde just grins softly at him as the boy's eyes flitted over to pink-haired fool, shivering lightly at his glare directed at him. The blonde just frowns as he looks over his shoulder, glancing at his friend.

"Mind not glaring at him like he could bite me to death like Alaude would, G?" The blonde asked softly, the boy inching closer as he sniffled some more. He didn't want this warmth to leave him, ever. Hell, he didn't even care if they were dead, because his sense of Hyper Intuition was going warm and pulsing, almost like they were people he could trust. G just scoffed then looks away, studying the room there were in. The room held bare of any personal stuff spare for new lion cub and some books that was rated for kids like brunette before him. But something bothered him. The room was orange as the bed with light blue, but it barely held of anything.

"Hey, Giotto... Look around you and tell me what you see," G said softly, his eyes settling back onto the boy who somehow latched onto blonde's arm, falling asleep. The blonde adjust his position to the one that he was holding the boy close to him, his now-orange eyes scanning the room. He saw the same things as G and couldn't believe it. It was like the boy was put on the side and that irrated the blonde to no ends. He moved over to the bed and settled the boy in it, noting that it was night-time outside as he just grits his teeth. It was times like this that he truly wish that he is still alive, but he knew better than anything to not trespass that. At the least, the boy's wish for someone to come and save him from misery was loud enough that blonde would pull from his spirit world and be with him in that moment.

"G... I want t-" he said as G just humphed, not wanting to hear the end of that sentence. It was enough that this boy somehow made the whole First Generation to come out, but Giotto wants to be with this boy already?! Damn the fool, he gets sucked into too easily. But he could understand why for few reasons. First of all, the group they started off was teetering again back into the sins when they evaluated the heirs that was in Italy and knows of mafia and they weren't impressed by them. Giotto was only lucky to start off a new line of his own blood and the boy in his arms held his own blood in him, coursing through him. In fact, G could swear he could see the organ tint in the boy's eyes once already. Second of all, Giotto is a sucker for kids like Tsuna. Lastly, they didn't want to leave Vongola as it is now, and yet, they didn't want to leave the boy alone to face the world on his own.

"You will be the one who tells the news, Giotto," G muttered, giving in as he saw that odds were against him in term of sense. Giotto just nods as he smiled weakly, his orange eyes turning slowly back to blue ones. He pulled the cover over the boy's body, his hand touching the soft, fluffy hair of his descendant again. G just sighs, his eyes softening at the sight of them. They could easily pass for father and son at that moment, which makes it even more harder to refuse Giotto's wish.

"I know. Could you go tell them they could come in here?" Giotto said, bright smile flashing through his face as G just shakes his head. He was sure that Lampo and Knuckle would argue with this, since one didn't believe meddling into living's affair as the other was resting happily in his own god-damned corner. But he knew that the other would be happy to comply, even Elena. It has been a while since they all found ending other in spirit world, seeing that she has been waiting for them for long time. In fact, when Daemon finally came in last, Elena took about five years yelling at him about taking their promise such a wrong way and swore if he did that again, she was going to pummel to hell six times and kick him to heaven seven ways. That made the whole group crack up at the ending because she ended her punishment on her dear lover with a loud smacking kiss right on the lips, surprising the illusionist even more.

"I don't get why we're back in this world again, G, but you better explain to me why I should stop my making-out sessions with my dear love," a silky voice said as Giotto looks over where G once were. G was back with six different people, one of them arguing with G. The melon-haired male was not happy as the only woman in the group peeked around him, seeing Giotto with the boy. She makes o-shaped mouth and sneaks away from her lover, squealing lightly as she saw the boy's face.

"Oh my goodness! He looks exactly like you, Giotto! I can't believe it!" She said happily as Giotto just grins even more wider, his hand still stroking the hair as it seemed to calm the boy down in his sleep. She touches his hair alongside with Giotto's hand, amazed and bit jealous on how he managed to keep his hair soft. Giotto snickered as he saw the flashes of jealous went through the woman's face.

"Elena, you looked cute you're jealous. In fact, I don't think I ever saw you look like that?" Giotto lightly teased as she just kicked at his shin, hard. Giotto pulled away as Elena took his spot, stroking the boy as she murmurs a soft lullaby in Italian. The male that was arguing with G earlier joined her by wrapping his arms around her waist, placing his chin on her shoulder as he studied the boy before them. It seemed that the boy has summoned them somehow.

"Ora, ora. Why are we here?" a green-haired teenager said as Giotto just lays on the floor, looking up at the group by G. The teen didn't look happy, so neither the black-haired priest by him. Well, shit. He had to convince them somehow as the Japanese male by the priest began to laughed trying to soothe the mood. He looked over to the corner to see planting blonde standing there, his eyes raking over the room's details It seemed that he noticed on how bare it is of personal items.

"We're staying in this world," Giotto said softly, alerting the blonde int he corner to look at him directly in the eyes. A single flash of orange from Giotto's eyes seemed to convinced the male, who just looks away, waiting to be on his own. The two that was not happy to be back into the world again was nearing their anger point. Giotto just gets up, his black cape fluttering behind him. "Plus, we do have business in this world. Lampo, Knuckle, please understand that this may be our only chance to save Vongola from sins!"

"I thought I told you I do not approve with interfering with living's affairs, Giotto," the priest said as the teen just yawning, one of his eyes remaining closed. G just scoffed then moved over to look outside from the window, knowing that the stupid mortals wouldn't see them. The one in the corner nods a bit with the priest's statement, though he was sorely tempted to check on something. He had started a group himself and made a good relationship with Vongola.

"Knuckle, do understand that the boy was the one that dragged us out," Giotto said softly, shocking the teen into oblivious This is not what they were expecting of and it seemed that Giotto was going to clings to this damned issue. Lampo has long ago to give in to Giotto's stubborn streak when he gets like this before them. Even the damned blonde skylark gives in to him once a while. The blonde in corner sneezed.

"Giotto, I'll be leaving. I don't believe in hanging out with you herbivores would help me find out how CEDEF is going," the blonde said as Giotto just holds his hands out, stopping the male with that motion. Giotto had nearly forgot about that! He has been spying on his descendants for some while and for some reasons, he knew what was going on more than he did.

"Alaude, wait! The boy's father is the leader of CEDEF at the moment and for some reasons, he never comes home in more than few years. So if you have a chance to make his life hell at his office, do so. I don't like good-for-nothing men like him when all he does is breaks his own family's hearts," Giotto said with such a smile that almost everyone would say that it was a Devil's smile. Alaude just smirked then looks at the brunette boy on the bed, studying the boy's face. "Also the boy have a twin.. He abuses him everyday.. And you couldn't believe how alike they are to each other.."

That snapped the priest's stubborn streak, his eyes raking over the brunette's body. There he could tell the yellowing of the skin on the arms and neck. Everyone couldn't believe how Giotto knew all of this, but Alaude just narrows his eyes then disappeared in purple light, no doubt planning to see if he could do two things at once. Which was impossible and they both knew this. Giotto stopped Knuckle from healing him, shaking his head. He knew he couldn't interfere the ways they were used to. They could only be there to keep the boy happy and content with company.

"But why... Why cant we do things like we did in the past?" Knuckle asked softly as the Japanese male by Giotto just frowns, serious at last.

"Hey, Giotto. It's because you were hoping that the boy wasn't chosen to take over the stead, isn't it?" That got ever to stare at Giotto as G just narrows his eyes, looking outside. There was a brunette woman with the boy that look a whole damned like the boy on the bed, chattering on and on about soccer game that was coming up and how he would be the one to win the game for them.

"As much I hope for that, my Hyper Intuition says the opposite, Asari. We could hope that Fate would pass over him, it would still choose him either way.."

That gave the room of silence, Elena still stroking the hair, though more gently as if she only wants to take the child with her and hide him from the world that was tainted in blood. Everyone now wanted to protect the boy, everything about him screamed innocent and Giotto saw the eyes as well the G. They only could hope that such the innocent eyes would not be tainted by the bloody world of theirs.

And that day, they have decided to take care of the boy in their own ways.


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