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I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, or any of the characters to be exact. Only the plot and the Original Characters that may appear - keyword "may", so Saaniser is not sure if they will appear or not.
A Thousand Gates
By Saaniser
The art of jumping into one parallel universe, but it is not the same with sharing your mind with another you. But it also had the same thought.. Only a few chosen people has this rare skill. A Thousand Gates they call it.. But as years passed, only one person that carried the bloodline was left. And thus, it was passed down from generation to generation.. and on the tenth one, Tsunayoshi Sawada was chosen to be its last, surviving bearer.
Primo Arco : Inizio
Prologo :
Dreams, In Italian, is Sogni
Sawada Natsuyoshi and Sawada Tsunayoshi are twins, both born on the Fourteenth of October. Natsu was delivered a few seconds earlier – a good half a minute or so. While Tsuna, on the other hand, was born thirteen seconds after the first son.
They were very different. One would be very sociable and athletic, while the other will be "no-good". The first child shall be talkative, loud and will always grin, no matter what. While the other, will be quiet, observant and have a stoic expression.
The Sawada Twins were but a mystery to everyone in Namimori. The two five-year olds were very intriguing. It was also proven when their scary and dangerous prefect, Hibari Kyoya, had made an unhealthy habit of biting the older Sawada to death, while the other will be spared for not acting "herbivorous" and be quiet all the time.
Tsunayoshi didn't stutter, didn't speak. Before though, when he was three to four, the boy was very talkative, like his brother. Smiling bubbly beside Natsu. But when he had turned five, for some reason, he had became mute.
Nobody knew why, but one thing they did know, is that the older Sawada knew the reason. Judging by how protective he is towards the younger even though he was no-good or dame.
Sweat dripped down from his face as the small, four-year old boy tossed in his bed, a figure beside him, blanket in shadows...
But a wide, maniacal, ear-to-ear grin was seen on the darkness-coated man.
He ran and ran, not feeling his feet anymore. His legs were but a blur as it made contact with the muddy, dark-brown ground before leaving it once more only to repeat the same cycle.
A pained groan made its way out of his mouth, as the man's hand was placed on his head, covering his eyes with those brown bangs caressing his fist.
Crimson. All he saw was crimson and more crimson. The trees around him was merely a blur of a black ash and a sickening red color, so was the narrow land he was running on. He felt like vomiting as he closed his eyes, in hopes that the surroundings will disappear.
His breaths was labored, as the pale, white flame sparked on the man's hand, setting his hair ablaze, but for some reason, it did not burn.
The scent of blood - which was not his own - flowed into his nose as his face scrunched up in disgust. But he was scared of the darkness - and all he saw as black at the moment.. right? At the sudden remembrance, he snapped his eyes open, tears gathering at the corner of his eyes.
" Hngg.. Gah.. " Those unintelligent sounds exited his lips as he clenched the sheets below him. The man's grin widened - if that was possible - as the flame turned into multiple colors - red, blue, green, purple, indigo and yellow.. Like the rainbow perhaps?
Why was he crying? He wondered to himself, as he tripped on an over-grown root, letting the tears cascade down his cheeks. " Mama.. Papa.. " he mumbled, thinking of his parents, " Onii-chan.. " He finally called out.
The door to the room opened, making the man's head jerk around, looking at the door warily. Outside of the brunet's room, was a blonde. He had the same spiky, gravity-defying hair and eyes. Only that his hair was a golden hue, with his orbs being a darker-shade of brown - darker than the boy in his hand's eyes.
He stood up, ignoring the pain in his knee. It will probably make a bruise, sooner or later. He continued running, fueled up by his lost hopes of finding his parents - someone.. or something.
Suddenly, he was stopped in his tracks as the blinding light entered his eyes, making him close it shut.
The boy looked wary, " ..Y-You are papa's.. f-f.. friend.. But y-you are h-hurting T-Tsu-kun.. S-so you m-must not b-be.. o-one of p-papa's b-business partners.. " The boy begun, as the man leaped forward to stop what he thought the boy will do next, " PAPAAA! " The little blonde screamed, as another door slamming open was heard.
Behind the boy, appeared a blonde man and a brunette, both of them holding their respective weapons. The woman's hands were covered in indigo-colored flames, her previously kind, brown eyes turning into the same color of the fire.
The man, however, had a gun in his hands, pointing it at the man dangerously and threateningly.
One the light disappeared, the little brunet was standing in front of a large gate. It had golden outlines with the door being an exquisite jet-black color as silver chains, was wrapped around it, with a blazing orange lock in the middle of the X-like chains.
A gunshot echoed in the air, resounding in the room as the man let out a gasp, dropping on the ground. The blonde boy from before, trembled in fear, clinging onto his mother for dear life.
He heard a gunshot. What was that? He wondered, but the gate had caught his eyes. His hands trembled ever so softly, as he was pulled down by a foreign weight.
" Eh? " He can only mutter dumbly as he looked down on his hands.
The man - the boy's father, knelt down beside the suspicious corpse, scanning it for anything out of the ordinary. The woman, who still held the flames, however, had walked over to her youngest son, the first one doing the same.
He clenched a key in his hands. But it wasn't ordinary, it was about 5'1 in height, and was extremely bigger than him. The key had also matched the silver-color of the gigantic lock on the door in front of him. Out of curiosity, he stood in tip toe, trying to lift the key. He felt someone help him, but he wasn't too brave to look around, but instead, let the other presence lift him.
" T-Tsu-kun..? " Little Natsu asked, shaking his little brother gently, " Tsu-kun? " He repeated in a calmer manner as the woman held the hand of her beloved son, also trying to wake him up.
He was then sat on a shoulder, with an arm supporting him. His free hand played with the golden locks of the man, earning him a chuckle as the other helped him lift the key towards the lock. And so they met.
A loud click echoed in what seems to be a now-small and dark room, as the lock fell on the ground limply, the chain falling down like rain drops.
Tsuna felt the key drop from his grip, as he closed his eyes, leaning on the messy blonde hair.. and was that.. a mantle?
The last thing he heard was the man's soft and caring voice say those four words.. " Good Luck.. Dearest Descendant.."
The brunet shot up, panting heavily as he looked at his parents, who was now standing beside his bed, looking at him with those worried looks of theirs.
" ... " A disturbing quietness fell upon the room, before his voice pierced through the pregnant silence, " M-Mama.. Papa? Natsu-nii? " He asked, tilting his head in a confused manner, only to be glomped by his older brother.
All the while, while watching his family - who for some reason, seemed like strangers, only one thought registered in his head.
What the heck had just happened?
A/N : So Yeah! :D Here's the prologue!
Oh btw, Primo Arco : Inizio meant First Arc : Home. While Prologo mean Prologue. From now on, the one-word titled chapters will have their Italian counterparts with them!
I hope you support the thousand gates :)
The other chapters will be more longer 'kay? Cya in the next update!