A/N: Despite the fact that I need to finish all my other stories, I still don't learn. Anyway, since this is for a different fandom, I will just go with it. So, until I figure it out, it'll be untitled. Or someone can send me an idea for a title. At this point, there's absolutely no plot, well there is but there isn't. It's complicated.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the series Katekyo Hitman Reborn, if I did I'd be able to spell it correctly without looking it up every time.
Warning: This will have gender bended characters, such as Tsuna and so on. This is also an AU, and the pairings will show up later. The main pairing focus is Kyouya and Tsuna, just because that's how my thoughts centered it before being written. This will also have heavy themes and it'll be unexpected in many ways. The start of this is when they are young kids, 5, 8, so on. Also, I do explain things in depth so, the detail later in the prologue is detailed to a point. Very heavy themes! Original characters are included as well.
^Prologue^
The dark haired boy was carried in the arms of his caretaker. His eyes shut and blood was trickling down the side of his cheeks. There were open wounds everywhere and the light bandages got soaked quickly. Behind the large caretaker the outline of a fire and the afterglow of the attack was all that could be seen. The darkness engulfed everyone and the loud sirens didn't even stir the young boy.
"Kyouya-san," the caretaker breathed as he watched the shallow breathing of the young boy in his arms. The mixed feelings of relief and pain enveloped his whole body. He tarnished his name as a guard and loyal servant, and all he could do was take the child somewhere safe. Some place where this fight could not reach him. It was the last thing he could do for the young boy. For even his parents who were unable to make it out.
"Kusakabe-kun, we'll take care of everything here. You just take the young master and flee," a young, brunette woman stated. She held no expression, but her light brown eyes held sincere and concerned emotions.
"Julie-san," Kusakabe asked his own concern evident on his expression.
"Go or we'll lose the young master too. You can't come back here, and just keep going ahead. No matter what happens here, you must never return. Stay by the young masters' side, and go to our ally's. If our allies can help us, then we surly will win," Julie stated as she turned her back to the younger male.
"Ju…" he was about to call her name as a gust of wind enveloped her body and she jumped back into the fray. He stared after his comrade and teacher, her swirling body, like a serpent going in for a kill. Her strength and power could not be measured, but he couldn't help that when she spoke, she knew that none of them were going to make it out of this alive. That she had said the only chance they had was the protection of their master and the aide of their allies.
With his determination stable, he began to move along the undergrowth of the surrounding forest. The chilly air was stabbing at his open cuts and he could tell the young boy wasn't in any better shape. He knew he wouldn't be able to move for much longer, not after the strength it had taken him to rescue the young boy. It was only a matter of time before he was out of energy and wasn't able to move any more.
When he thought all his luck was gone, a light graced his eyes. It was a warm, welcoming light that he recognized as a pillar. It was a signal that his allies had used and it meant that they were coming on their way. They must have heard the warning cries, and the relief had filled him completely.
At least, he would have been relieved if he hadn't gotten closer. The whole area with the light was covered in blood and corpses. The clean, white suits that represented his allies where mangled and the scent of death was filling the air.
Kusakabe trembled to the ground, the boy in his arms slipping out of them. He felt that they wouldn't make it out of this place alive. With how many people have already died, all the signs pointed to it.
The young boy stirred as the cold snow touched his bare skin. Kusakabe watched and found renewed energy to keep going. He couldn't give up because the young master was the only hope that they had. As long as he was alive, then he could take down their enemies.
"Kyouya-san, we'll definitely make it out of here," Kusakabe whispered as he regained his grip on the younger boy and stood up.
As he walked from their hiding place, the light flashed on them and the sounds of their enemies calling to each other. Before he knew it they were surrounded, but Kusakabe didn't care. Instead, he continued walking as a light surrounded them.
"You won't take my master," he stated as the wind thrashed around him and lifted the surrounding enemies. Within a few seconds all the enemies were flung far away.
"Well, Kusakabe Tetsuya, the prodigy within my enemy's hands. I didn't expect to meet you like this," a dark, black haired male came from within the shadows.
Kusakabe gritted his teeth as he watched the figure close in on him. He heard about the enemy's strongest man, Daemon Spade; a man with unearthly powers and a track record beyond one's imagination.
Before Kusakabe could move, a sharp object pierced his diaphragm and went through to his back. He wasn't lucky enough as the jagged cur the lower part of his heart and his breathing was becoming hard; a trail of blood slipping from the corner of his mouth and his hold on the boy becoming looser.
"Well, prodigies don't last long, do them?" Daemon smiled as he released his sword from the pierced abdomen and started wiping the seeping liquid from his possession.
Kusakabe looked at the blurring figure as he fell to the ground. He felt the pain wiping all his thoughts clean as the weight in his arms was lifted and the sounds of footsteps echoing in his ears. One eye was trained on the retreating figure as the only thing his thoughts pulled out, "K…Kyouya-san," he tried to pick himself up to no avail.
"Finish that kid off if he's still alive. I'll be taking this kid with me, the boss doesn't want him dead," Daemon ordered his men before walking back to his jeep.
The kid in his arms started to stir as he tossed the kid into the back, "tie him up. We don't want him escaping on us," Daemon ordered before taking the driver's seat.
The vehicle started to drive off, leaving the massacre and burning night to finish off. Not a soul remained after the late, night raid.
Final Note: Not sure where I'm going with this, but here's the beginning. Sorry Susakabe-san, I hope I got your name right, and for killing you off in the beginning. I just went on a whim here, but it fits. This story is not centered around the mafia, but people have extraordinary abilities called Sub Zero's, don't ask it just sounded cool. Susakabe was a prodigy in his category and thus, what all happened. Anyway, I just happened to think about this at random so ignore me if I keep going. Also, since this is not a mafia centered story, I still use the families names for the big company owners and such. Like, Vongola is a big name business with brand name items, with the female version of Tsuna being the heiress. Well, the idea is still in the works though.
Thanks for taking your time reading this, and this is the first time I've written for this fandom. I just had this idea pop into my head is all. Well, until next time!
Enjoy!
