Can I just say for this it was an attempt? And I honestly don't know what I had written?
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Akira Amano does.
He passed by that room a million times, and a million and one times he felt a clenching inside his chest each time he had, was he really missing him? That was ridiculous, why would he ever miss that kind, loving, brunette? It wasn't right at all, yet, it was the full truth. He often went into that room, and fiddled with a few things here and there that were left alone, and not moved out; not as if much was touched, no one dared enter that room for the items. Not after Mukuro had been found there a lot. They left it all, all those memories, all those emotions. It was almost unfair, he got out of this cruel society without really trying to.
His face cringed to an expression of annoyance as his muscles quavered in remembrance of all the pain, and sadness for the fifth time in just that single day. It had been just about two months now. Two months since the incident. He was regretting that he wasn't able to stop that bullet, that he wasn't there in enough time, and most of all, that he lost that brunette. Yet, all of that seemed to vanish when he glanced at a picture frame on his Boss' desk, it was of the two of them, when they were younger, when he was able to keep that man from the dangers in this society. Step after excruciating step, he picked up those little snippets of paper that were left on the ground. Painful, it was, to see this room so empty. He tore his gaze away, in desperation to block out his mind from any more wild thoughts.
Empty, so empty. It was as though all of his happiness was being sucked out of his every soul, not like any pain he had felt before, but that brunette had snatched a huge part of him upon his death. And then leaving those little fragments of memories for him to clean, 'I'll be here for you, no matter what.' Those words. Rubbish. Just utter rubbish. He had left him upon the first signs of death. He had promised him. Promised to stay with him for his needs, to stay with him during his darkest times. And now? Now he was gone, he broke that promise, but, it was expected once he heard the news. Sawada Tsunayoshi had died.
The news it spread like wild fire, everyone had found out; the family had cried, mourned, and even swore revenge for him, but, it never happened. Why? Because they knew that their boss wouldn't be pleased at all about that, he had given his life to keep everyone safe. But, he didn't think of all the damage it might, and did do. He was just thinking about keeping the family and innocent people safe from the harm of the opposing family. Now, he would never know the after effects of his decision.
That idiot, Sawada Tsunayoshi, he swore to the six hells that he would drag that brunette back to earth, but, he wasn't able to. Even he knew once someone was gone, they weren't coming back. He thought about trying to join that man many times in the after life. At times he wanted to curl his fingers around his neck and throttle the life out of himself, each time he had tried though, the attempt had failed. That was until he thought of a slower death, one that no one could prevent. His plan was to just slice his wrists, get it over with, join that brunette, or simply stop his own mental suffering. All of it would end, he could be happy again, after finding him once more. May they reunite in the deepest depths of hell, and once more share what they did before.