Tsuna POV
Mysteries always begin somewhere. Sometimes in your head. Sometimes out in the world. At times these mysteries can befuddled you and cause you to feel more lost than ever. There are days where I feel I know everything and that I can do anything with my friends by my side. But, this isn't one of those days.
My steps are slow as I approach the school, almost cautiously even though I should feel all right. By my side is both Yamamoto and Gokudera-kun, and at the gates is Hibari-san, guarding the school and striking fear through the students. These things are normal and I don't know what's making me feel like this. Was it something I ate or have I been hit by Reborn too much? I shake my head. No, it doesn't feel like that. It feels like something worse and I can't stomach it at all.
A hand clamps down on my shoulder and I look up to see Yamamoto staring down at me worriedly. "You doing okay, Tsuna? You've been looking down."
"Yeah, Juudaime. Is there something wrong? Do you need me to beat somebody up? Just tell me the name and I'll make them go away," Gokudera-kun announces, looking more determined than I'd prefer him to be.
I shake my head and try to give them the best smile I can make, which ends up feeling even painful to me. "It's okay, guys. I just have this feeling that something isn't right today, but I can't figure it out. It might be that I'm just imagining it."
"I wouldn't bet that, Dame Tsuna," a voice says before a foot crashes into my head from the left.
I fall to the ground and start holding my head. "It's hurt." A moment passes and I look up at where my assaulter has perched himself only to have my eyes bugging out of his head. "R-Reborn! What are you wearing?"
Reborn was wearing an orange tank top, an orange skirt, and white boots. He wasn't wearing his fedora, so his spiked hair was showing. With a smirk, he says, "I'm the orange Fanta girl. Aren't I pretty?"
My eyes narrow. "Are you serious? You shouldn't be wearing that. You're a boy." Suddenly, Reborn lands another kick, this time to the nose. I hold my nose and glare over at him. "Would you stop it?"
"Not if you're going to be rude and judge. Maybe I like to crossdress. Is that wrong?" Reborn asks rhetorically, but I'm not so stupid to answer it.
Rolling my eyes, I ask, "What is it that you want, Reborn?" Suddenly the strange feeling returns to me, though I'm not sure it ever left. It only faded into the background for a moment I think.
"I want you to keep an eye open for anything suspicious, especially if you feel there is something wrong. I can feel a storm brewing and it might not be a good one for your family." Reborn didn't hold back any of his seriousness and this causes them to all shiver. There was no doubt that this was going to bad and if they don't find out soon, there will possibly be some consequences.
Tsuna nods, trying to cover up his despair with determination. If he must, he'll try all he can to protect the family. They then all enter the school grounds watching for anything that could be called a bad omen. It was then that they look up and spot an owl, looking mysteriously out of place in the daylight.
Third POV
Deep in the darker parts of Vendicare prison was Rokudo Mukuro, hooked to machines and eyes closed as he tries to reach out to Chrome. "Chrome, my beautiful Chrome. I've got something to tell you."
"Mukuro-sama?" Chrome replies in her quiet voice.
"Yes. I'm trying to contact you now to tell you that I might not be here much longer. At least, that's what I've been sensing. So, I need you to stay strong, Chrome. At least until we meet again." And before Chrome can answer him, he cuts off the connection and focuses his energy into opening his eyes. Surprisingly, he can see a figure outside of his glass cell. All he can make is the face, but it was insanely creepy. The figure was male with crazy-induced wide eyes, a huge smile, and long purple hair that was sticking out in places. As their eyes meet, the man looks to start laughing and based off his appearance, Mukuro could only figure he was letting out some insane laughter. Then, after a moment of his laughter, he raises his hand and touches the glass.
The second his skin connects, Mukuro feels himself be pulled out of his mind and into something else. Something much different than the imagination can take. The darkness turns to indigo and he feels as if his heart is beating faster, but isn't sure anymore. None of this settles right inside him and despite his usually calm composure, he can sense a fear course through him. This isn't something normal and he can feel a grip suddenly taking hold and shaping him into something new.
Laughter echoes loudly and only one face comes to mind as it closes into Mukuro's new shape: the insane man outside of his cell. The sound hits Mukuro and the force, causes to him close his eyes as he continues to fall deep into this unfathomable place.
Sorry for the shortness, but I hope you think of it as a good start. Please review and feel free to bash me for making Mukuro seem so weak! I don't like it either. :P
-Ashley(dolphinherovamp5)
