I don't own reborn, only anything original. I seem to be in a very strange writing mood, hope you enjoy 3
Puppet Strings
By Firehedgehog
how long had he been broke, a doll fate played with. strings trailed among his limbs, a marionette to another's play?
It was like his life was a visual novel, or a multiple choice essay with someone else shading in the circles.
Every step he walked was empty, he was empty empty empty.
Even he could only smile falsely for so long, miming along with the rest of humanity.
He gave a mirthless chuckle, it was amazing how dead he felt for being so alive.
Tsuna boy walked to his bedroom window, brown eyes gazing at the world at large. It was strange, in this world he was friendly and he saw no interest in bothering to improve.
Below he heard his mother leaving the house, he knew why she didn't notice his broken state. Her heart had left with his father, to him she might have been a stranger.
Oh he loved her, but he didn't truly know her.
He made another 'x' on his calendar, another day of countdown till he coudl escape this town.
He would run and run till he couldn't, he'd break his strings and find a life... to not feel so empty.
Maybe even make friends, people who would never call him dame.
"So many years to go still," the eleven year old whispered, not knowing that in a few years he'd escape his strings and to a new adventure.
after all he was the sky, he only had to wait.
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