A/N:

So, I didn't think I'd have the guts to make a new story, because they'd probably be spilled once the readers of my other stories find out, since, I'm spending time writing a chapter on an entirely new story although I shouldn't be...

Ugh. The more stories I create the more I have to work on. Obviously, this is a bad idea. Still, I have to write it, because one day I'll forget about this plot.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own KHR nor any of anything it has in it. So yeah. I basically own this plot and my characters. Maybe other things... but I'm too lazy to go over them.

Chapter 1: The Sky Who Hides Its Sadness

"Tsuna! Fight me!" Sigh.

"NO! Fight me instead." Sigh...

"Oi, you already fought him yesterday, it's my turn today." Longer sigh.

"Nononononono. My turn. I can beat you up in seconds; I deserve this fight." More sighs.

Tsuna sighed repeatedly as several delinquents demanded a fight, waiting until Hibari came along and disciplined them, saying things like, "You're crowding, herbivores," or, "You're disturbing the students." And then he'd go to Tsuna and also demand a fight saying things like, "Omnivore, fight me," or, "You crowded with them. You must be bitten to death."

Because-and this was an indisputable fact-Tsuna was, to put simply, remarkably strong. He's able to tie with Hibari, which, until he came along, was something nobody dared to imagine, and he was able to resolve issues... by violence. So yes, he was just another delinquent. However, to counter that, a very, very, very (considering he was given the title 'omnivore' by Hibari the first time they fought) strong delinquent.

Although a random visitor to the school would proclaim Tsuna to be someone who could not resolve issues without fighting because he's narrow-minded, dense, and overall, stupid, such a thought would be very wrong. This is because Tsuna, at a young age, found out that some things can't be helped without fighting, no matter how peacefully you want things to turn out. Said young age being three, when men in black suits arrived at Tsuna's house to kidnap him after nearly killing his mother.

That day was the day he first activated his flames. It was the day he defeated them and called the ambulance for his mother, which arrived immediately, though they didn't leave without calling the police about the men in black suits. They were arrested. Despite getting no information about those people, he was fairly certain he saw something Italian on their suits. Mafia maybe?

Ever since that day, he devoted himself to getting stronger, so he could protect his mother and himself. It had to come with a risk though.

The kidnappers came again, or at least, new ones. More kidnappers. But worse, more assassins. He found his instinct to be his most correct and strongest ally. In order to prevent people from killing his mother while he was at school, he had to make sure he didn't seem to want to associate with her.

It broke his heart so badly he wanted to curl up in a ball and die. He constantly remembered the day when he told his mom, "Don't talk to me, whore." He remembered the look of horror and disbelief. He didn't even mean it, but he knew his mother took it to heart. But she kept living. He made sure she did. He told her he loved her through notes, but he still always avoided her. Shunned her.

He didn't know why people wanted him. He almost gave himself to them, but he knew that if he did that, his mother would kill herself. Such a thought was not pleasant, so he fended them off instead.

Then, once he entered middle school, Tsuna became a full-fledged delinquent, mostly to fill his role in avoiding his mother. Though, despite being a delinquent, he was surprisingly level-headed and calm (in most situations...) except for when people threatened his mother and other people he knew.

But still, still he couldn't let go of that kindness. He continued to spare the assassins and the kidnappers, and he continued to help people in the most indirect ways possible. It was the only way to help mend his broken heart.

But why? Why? Just why did people keep trying to kill him? To kidnap him? He hadn't done anything wrong, and if his family was in debt or something, the only person he could think of that could possibly have been the reason was his dad. So, obviously, he resented his dad, he loathed his dad. Though, somewhere, somewhere deep in his heart, he still loved his dad. It was the strangest love that shouldn't even exist, but it does because Tsuna wants it to exist.

At school, girls flock to him and guys demand that he fight with them. To a bystander, it may seem as though he was a poor boy (that looked somewhat like a pissed off girl) that was being bullied because of his short stature but no, he was tied with Hibari as the strongest in the school. He didn't talk or make friends with anybody though. If he did, they'd be targeted too... like what happened with Kurokawa Hana. The thought of her mangled body and the way she was brutally murdered was a constant reminder to what happened because he couldn't protect her...

It would be better not to talk to them. It would be better not to become friendly with them. He had to be alone. Hibari, maybe, but he'd already given up trying to have him understand his situation. He didn't mean Hibari was heartless nor that he couldn't understand because all he though of was about Namimori, fighting, Hibird, and the occasional other issues 24/7, but that Hibari wouldn't care. Needless to say, he was on par with Tsuna, and could easily protect himself. It was one of the only reasons why he cooperated with Hibari (but not all the time because he was still a delinquent).

He gave up everything to protect the people he held dear to him, indirectly of course. But, no one knew. Tsuna made sure of that.

Yet, since that day when he was three, he was only able to produce those same beautiful flames once, which was when Hana was murdered. Was it rage that he needed to feed it? Or was it a strong will for vengeance that was necessary to recreate them? He continued to recall the flickering warmth that demonstrated something... beautiful. It was difficult to describe the flames well. Several times Tsuna had attempted to remake those same flames, to protect his mother. Nothing. It was as frustrating as frustration could get. Maybe one day. But still, no. Only twice.

Tsuna had decent grades in his classes concerning language because he read. A lot. He read to get his mind off of things. He read because books were his only companion. He read because they were inanimate objects, yet spoke to him in such a way that television and true people could never accomplish. At least, nobody had done so for him yet. Imagine that! A delinquent reading and loving it too. He still struggled in math though. Numbers never seemed to prod his imagination. Numbers followed calculation and seemed so narrow and demanded to be exact. It wasn't the same. It never would. Math didn't speak to him, so he didn't try to speak to it.

There were people he liked to watch, because it reminded him of happiness, something he knew he'd never get. It was fact, really. It was enough just to watch people, like Yamamoto Takeshi for example, but he'd never show he even knew about him.

As he returned to present time, he noticed people were getting too close. He scowled and said, "Go away." The other delinquents gasped and tried to gang up against him. Tsuna scowled deeper and began to fight back, with obvious success. "God, you guys will never stop. I said to go away."

The delinquents, now, scurried away, with grunts of complaint. One, besides Hibari, remained though. "F-Fight me."

Except, he wasn't a delinquent. He was the captain of the kendo club, Mochida Kensuke. Tsuna raised a brow and smirked. "Oh? So Mochida-san wants to fight me?" He had guts, Tsuna would admit, to challenge him. But..., "No." Mochida blinked in surprise.

"But... But you, but I'm the captain of the kendo clu-"

"I know. I'm not stupid. But do you think I seriously want to beat you to a pulp? I don't want to waste my time and," Tsuna sighed, "there is someone I have to attend to first."

"Who?" Tsuna chuckled as he noticed Mochida was almost unable to keep himself composed.

"Hibari-san, who has been patiently waiting over there for approximately two and a half minutes. He doesn't like to be kept waiting, you know." Mochida paled. He wouldn't stand a chance against both of these madmen. Both of these! He quickly excused himself and ran away as fast as he could.

"Hn. Herbivores like him shouldn't try and challenge you, omnivore." Tsuna rolled his eyes and shrugged, eating his bread. Hibari's eyes narrowed and he seemed to radiate a dark and dangerous aura. "Fight me."

"No." But it wouldn't work, because Hibari would always advance anyway with his tonfas, which Tsuna would block with his arm. He did, and Tsuna blocked. "I said no." But again, wouldn't work. "Listen to me sometimes."

"Omnivore."

"Yeah?" Tsuna continued to eat his bread, which he was almost finished with.

"What will you do for me if I listen to you?" Tsuna stopped eating his bread in surprise and then made eye contact with Hibari. He wasn't too sure how to answer this question. There really wasn't much he could do for Hibari.

"I don't know. But still, listen to me." Tsuna resumed eating his bread, the tonfa still in contact with his arm.

Hibari glared. "Do these three things and I will listen to you. One, improve in math. Two, do not crowd. Three, explain why you isolate yourself, omnivore." Tsuna blinked. He knew? He thought he... ugh. Well, apparently he does know that Tsuna avoids people on purpose. Which sucked, because it became one of the things Hibari requested to listen to Tsuna (one of Tsuna's goals in life).

"Tomorrow then, because the bell will ring-" A bit earlier than he would've liked, the bell rang, interrupting him. He shoved the wrapper in his pocket to throw away later (a non-delinquent thing to do but he was with Hibari) and felt the tonfa being removed from his arm. Tsuna stretched and yawned. Tomorrow, I will have to explain why. The first time I have ever done that in my pathetic life. The wind blew strongly one more time from the roof before Tsuna headed into the building. Tomorrow.

The door blew open as a tiny hitman entered the room, a fedora on his head. He smirked as Nono groaned and made a note about having to replace the door to his office. "Reborn," he acknowledged, albeit with a tired tone in his voice.

"Nono, I see you haven't gotten rid of your attitude." Nono sighed.

"Maybe I haven't. Maybe I have. Anyway, I'm tired." He moved his paperwork aside to let Reborn hop onto his desk to meet him at eye-level. As Nono's most trusted assassin, he deserved it.

Reborn smirked again. "You called me." Nono nodded.

"Indeed I did. After Enrico, Massimo, and Federico's deaths," Nono's voice was tinged with sadness, "there is only one person left who is suited to become the heir to the throne as Vongola Decimo. That is... Sawada Tsunayoshi." Reborn's eyes darkened. He had known those three for a while and it was unfortunate they all died in one way or another. He didn't know this Sawada Tsunayoshi, and he didn't bother to observe him previously. It never occurred to the Arcobaleno that all three of Nono's sons would die.

"Iemitsu's son?"

"Yes. We've collected information about him and it appears he is... a delinquent." Nono exhaled as he revealed the summary in print in front of Reborn, who frowned.

Sawada Tsunayoshi

Son of Iemitsu, chief of CEDEF. A strong delinquent that refuses to respond to his mother and is adamantly anti-social. Is not known to have activated flames. Has been known, however, to have been targeted by enemy mafia. Good in most subjects, except math.

"Are you sure he is suited to the role?" Reborn asked, doubtful that the delinquent would be a good mafia boss. He seemed like an average delinquent, except good in most subjects. Nono nodded.

"We've seen him take out several mafia members at once. He definitely has the power to do so. But... still. Iemitsu has told me he was a beautiful bundle of love until he turned three. I've seen him too... before. Therefore, yes, Iemitsu is correct."

"A delinquent huh. Interesting. I'll observe Tsunayoshi for a while before tutoring him. Where does he live?" Nono gestured to some text in the corner and sure enough, Tsuna's address was there.

"Remember to send me detailed periodical reports about the training. Also, first impressions." Reborn smirked as he memorized the summary and address.

"I know, Nono. I'm interested to see who this Tsunayoshi person is." Reborn turned to leave. "I am, after all, the world's strongest hitman."

Tsuna didn't bother calling out to say that he was home. He simply opened the door, headed up the stairs after closing the door, entered his room, and then tossed his bag aside.

Ugh. Tomorrow he'd have to talk to Hibari and tell him why he shunned people, a subject that Tsuna found himself facing constantly, but never talking about. Now he has to fess up to Hibari? Absolute worst. Tsuna avoided his bag, since homework was a waste of time, and collapsed onto his bed. He remained in that position for a good solid five minutes before reaching over to the side of his bed and getting his book off the floor. He turned to the bookmarked page and began to read. By the time he was done, it was already dark and he could smell his mother's cooking from downstairs.

Tsuna was about head downstairs, kicking his bag out of the way, when his intuition flared. His eyes flickered orange for a moment, before trying to pinpoint where he was being watched from. Though, he didn't sense any danger or killing intent, so he shrugged and headed down, though very cautiously.

He noticed me. Reborn chuckled. I guess that Hyper Intuition is there then. He hopped off the roof of the building, landing smoothly. Leon shifted his position on his fedora for comfort. He took out the envelope to become a personal tutor out and threw it into the mail. Yes, this boy could become Vongola Decimo. Observations are complete. He'd have to keep watching, though.

"I'm coming, Dame-Tsuna," Reborn mumbled darkly, whilst smirking. "Let's whip you into shape into a Vongola boss."

"Ah, Tsu-kun! Gohan dekitayo [1]!" Nana called out. Tsuna grunted in response.

"I told you to stop calling me that," Tsuna replied. Nana frowned for a split second before smiling again, but not before Tsuna noticed, causing him to flinch. He hated having to do this, but it was for the better... right?

"Okay, Tsu-kun!" Tsuna rolled his eyes and headed toward the dinner table. As long as he ignored her, as long as he didn't talk to her, as long as he didn't care about her, it would be fine. Everything would be fine.

After dinner, Tsuna felt his intuition flare again. Why was he being watched? He sensed no ill intent, and he was an expert at following his intuition, so why? "Please stop watching me," he muttered under his breath, not expecting the nag to go away. It did, though. Whoever was watching me heard that, or it was a coincidence. Most likely the latter.

He trudged into his room, and then rolled into his blankets on the bed. Tomorrow would be a rough day, but Tsuna didn't know at all how much more rougher it would get.

"And?"

"It appears that Reborn will be training him."

"No."

"It's true."

"Why- Ugh. We'll have to deal with him of all people."

"Why not give up, Boss?"

"You dare question my actions?"

"N-No, Boss! It's just, we're already unable to take him down."

"Revenge," he grunted.

"But Boss, this is coming from your adviser and I do believe that this is pointless. I know your brother was arrested and he's still in custody but is it really all that worth it?"

"Yes. We can't, after all, get him out of there. They are not-so-surprisingly not merciful to mafioso. I need to do something for him, and this is the best. Revenge. It was me who sent him after all."

"Yes Boss. What do you suggest?"

"Draw Reborn away from him. We've got to. Then we kill him."

"We'll try, Boss, but we're not the only people who want to kidnap him or kill him. Are you sure we'll be able to make it in time?"

He laughed. "I am always sure."

Translations:

[1] Food is ready!

Closing Words:

That's it for Chapter 1! I would have honestly preferred it if it was longer, but I found that it was better to end it there.

Hopefully you enjoyed. I don't know when I'll update next, but let's hope it'll be soon. ^^

~Nyantas