Hello. Just a warning here, this is my first fanfic, so please be take care of me?

Summary: You want the hard, cold truth? Just the plain facts? Sawada Tsunayoshi was dead. However, it wasn't his time to die, and through some miracle, or just a few of your everyday friends, including a marshmallow-freak and a certain, blonde 400-year-old ghost, he got a chance redo his life. With all of his memories. Reborn!Tsuna, Twin!fic, All27

Prologue

Regret. That one emotion rose higher than any other. Regret. Regret for not being able to make it for his family. Regret for not being able to say a proper goodbye to his family. Regret for not being able to save them from the pain that was about to come. Regret, regret, regret.

He gave a small smile to his friends as he felt the blood - his blood - flowing out of his body at an unhealthy rate. His friends surrounded him, worrying, pleading, screaming for him to live. But he knew he couldn't, no matter what, nothing could change the fact that he was going to die.

His sun guardian kept trying to heal the worst of his wounds, an ugly gash down his right side that pierce through his lung, with tears streaking down his face, but he didn't pay any mind to it. "Sawada, come on… You're going to make it out of this. You're going to make it out of this alive, and with us. We can all be together again…" The lack of his usual loud and boisterous 'EXTREME!'s showed how serious he was.

However, Tsuna found himself shaking his head slowly, trying to push away Ryohei's hands. "No… Onii-san… I won't be able to make it… I've lost too much blood…" He gave a shaky smile. "I'm sorry… everyone." He closed his eyes and took a shuddering breath. He could literally feel his life seeping out of his body. It was now his time, and he knew it.

But… his guardians…

"Tenth! Please, hold on! O-oi, T-turf-top, hu-hurry up and heal that wound already! Tenth will be fine, Tenth can hang on! S-so just hurry up and heal it already! Please, Tenth, stay with us!"

"Hey, Tsuna, everyone's crying! You're really fooling us now, so please, just please stop pretending… No… Tsuna, you can't actually die, it's just a game, it's just a game, it'sjustagame! No one will die, we-we'll all be able to play around again, hang out, all the good stuff! So, please, ju-just hang on!"

"NO! NO! Tsuna-nii must stay wi-with Lambo-san; La-lambo-san de-demands it!"

"Bossu, please, don't die yet. We-we are healing you right now, don't close your eyes. Please, please, just open them again."

"Sawada, open your eyes again! Ugh, why? No-stop, blood! Stop pouring out! Sawada! Stay alive! Sawada!"

"Hn, Omnivore, open your eyes already."

"Oya oya, Tsunayoshi, you can't possibly die now…"

He heard all of his guardians plead (or more like command for Kyouya and Mukuro) for him to live. Hayato, Takeshi, Chrome and Lambo reassuring themselves that everything would be fine, hoping - believing that everything would go back to the way things were, but breaking down in the end, knowing that it wouldn't happen; Hayato using Ryohei's nickname to try and lighten the situation a bit while Takeshi repeating, over and over again like it would come true if he did, that it was just a game. Ryohei, screaming at him to stay alive. Kyoya and Mukuro demanding that he come back and stop worrying everyone, and (was he imagining it?) even they had a tinge of worry in their voices. Their pain-filled voices hurt him. It hurt to know that he had to leave them, to hurt them hurt him in turn.

He opened his golden-orange eyes for the least time. "I'm sorry… Goodbye, guys… I really am sorry…" His eyes reverted back to his original caramel brown color, but this time, instead of being caring and accepting, they turned glassy and dull. In turn, his guardians eyes widened from disbelief, sadness, and pain. They screamed.

"NO!"

What was going on? He couldn't feel anything; he just felt numb. He floated around in the darkness. Hm. Death was surprisingly boring. He expected to see, oh gee, he doesn't know, maybe either a pair of gigantic bronze/gold fancy gate doors opening with a heavenly choir or maybe a dark, cliché world of nothing but blood, screams, and lava?

He sat there, fiddling with his fingers for a minute, before hearing a familiar voice. A whisper. However, he could not recall whom it belonged to. He could faintly hear it mumbling something among the lines of, "It wasn't your time yet."

And suddenly, he felt like he was plunging into an ice-cold river, fighting blindly against the darkness and the freezing, unforgiving, raging rapids.

He, just as quickly, stopped, and felt numb again. He stopped falling and just continued floating like before. He sighed, and started twiddling his thumbs again. Okay, so far, he was stuck in a boring, empty, black space, heard a voice he knew but forgot, then was dumped through a really cold wave of… something, and was back in the boring darkness again. Great. Well, he had a bunch of time on his hands now, or at least until the next crazy thing happens. He sighed. But… what did 'The Voice' mean by 'It wasn't your time yet?' He clearly died from blood loss. Or maybe he wasn't supposed to die then because the gods wanted to see him stumble through his life and laugh at him like his life was just a drama for them to be amused for?

He sighed again. How much longer…? All of a sudden, he saw a bright light. Curious yet cautious, he reached towards it and…

"Congratulations, Mrs. Sawada. Your son is born." What. He just couldn't process it.

One thing was clear. Sawada Tsunayoshi was dead, and now, he was reborn. Literally. (Oh, the irony!)

A/N: Wow. That was so angsty. But I needed something to start with I guess; so! How was it? Did I keep them all in character? I know it was kinda short, but later on in the future, I will type a lot more content! *brings fist down in a 'pumped' position* Yeah! I'll try my best!

If anyone's wondering, 'The Voice' said it wasn't his time because he is 15 when he died. BUT! Time for the million dollar question! Who do you think 'The Voice' is?

I'm also looking for a beta. If you want to beta for my story, just PM me. Then I'll try to find out how to do work out the mechanics, and voila! Better story, here we go! Haha! *strikes a 'hero' pose*

Plus, I've put up a poll. What do you guys want this to be, a Nana-bashing or an Iemitsu-bashing? Both? Or neither? Give me your opinion! I've put the poll up on my profile. XD

Anyways, I want to know your opinions (and maybe get at least one review and/or favorite). So please, R&R!

~Peace out,

R.I.P. (Rainbow Ice Phoenix)