Hello me again. This is a super quick update. Sense I already wrote this by the time I could Publish. Hahahaha ...

Disclamer: Oh, one could only wish to own The epic that is KHR, Sigh.

Summary: A mysterious boy is found by a man named "Mukuro" incased in ice for god-knows-how-long and is taken back once said ice is broken, However, the boy has no memory of who he is what he is or even how to speak. However bit-and-peices comeback as the boy has nastalgic encounters with men older than him. TYL Mukuro and and 18-19 year old tsuna. Parings - Main 6927 but there'll be others, possibly 2796, 5027, or 8050? I dunno.

Warnings: Shounen ai, possible OOC, Plot Bunnies, Horrible writing skills and My lazy ass. Plus a change in the area Mukuro lives due to timeframe ... I guess. I planned the first three chapters during the two weeks I went without the internet, so I had no ability to look at refrences.

Forsadowing[?]: What would happen if Tsuna wasn't found until years later and the nineth became ill once he had been found? And if the first gaurdian he met was Mukuro?

Italics are thoughts

Bould is what is written by Tsuna

Youth Trapped in Ice ; Tsunayoshi

Soon after changing into a pair of worn jeans the boy chose to just leave the shirt he already had on, and walked out of the room because he felt stiff, really stiff. He looked around the building and, man, was this place a mess. Glass on the floor near shattered windows cracks and holes in the walls some blood stains and trash laying around, in the back ground he heard the screams of a man and a women argueing, from time to time another mans voice also poped in telling "ken" to stop. As the boy looked up he heard a creak and jumped a bit before he turned around to see a girl peering at him from behind a corner, he then took out the notebook and pen and began to scribble, Hello, was written. "Hello," she replied in a quiet voice as he began to scribble again, How are you? it read. "Good," she replied in her quite voice again, as he began to write once more, However before he lifted the notebook up for her to read she spoke, "How are you?" He bagan to write once more, Wonderful, however I feel older than I should. was written, as the boy smiled the girl left out a very small, quiet laugh. The boy turn back the page to what was previously written, What's your name? was written, "Chrome," the Chrome said "What's yours?" he frowned a little bit, I don't know, I'll let you know when I remember. is what he wrote. "Ok," Chrome said as she slowly walked away to the place she had come from. The boy began to wonder around avoiding the place he heard the boy and girl argueing but as he was looking around he turned a cornor and bumbed into a man causing to fall onto the floor. On reflex he tried to say "I'm sorry" however nothing voiced his words and he began scribbled on the notebook, Sorry, is what was written. However the boy began to look at the taller man, he had quite a frightening aperrance and wore clothing that didn't help the matter leaving the boy to feel a bit of fear and show it aswell, however the man just looked at him and walked away. Quickly the boy picked himself up and continued his wondering until he found himself heading outside were he saw a boy sitting and leaning agaist the side of the building reading a book, he was thin and had glasses and wore a hat, he didn't know what they were called, plus he had a barcod on his cheek. The boy figured it a good idea to not disturb the boy as he read the book and walked around the building till he found a few flowers and vines growing out of a crack in the building, he chose to sit and sketch it.

He looked up to see the sun setting and closed the notebook, he stood up and found a door that led into the building and went inside. The boy found himself in a kitchen and saw Chrome washing dishes and talking out a pot and ingrediants for a meal she would cook later. The boy began to scribble and held up the notebook, Can I help you? was written. "With what?" she questioned. Anything. he wrote. "I wouldn't want to trouble you," Chrome said quietly. You wouldn't be, infact you'd be doing the opisite. he wrote. "OK," she replied, "then can you wash these for me?" He nodded as he left the notebook and pen at the table and washed the dishes, an activity he somehow knew how to do. After washing about the dishes he dried put them away in cabnets were there were mismatching plates, cups and bowls during the activity it was reletivly quiet, aside from the sound made by the cutting of meal iteams as sound of clashing clay kitchen utensals. Soon he finished putting away the dishes he began to turn around at the smell of a meal possibly vegetable soup and bread. He looked at her and waited for her to turn around, as if reading his mind she turned and spoke, "could you set the table?" At hearing the question he nodded and gave here a bit of a nervous smile, as he began to take out bowls he thought for a moment, How many people are here? That he was unsure of, so he thought back on his day and remembered the man he met in the hall, Chrome, Mukuro, the boy reading the book and the voices of the boy and girl, Six in all. He disided as he gathered seven bowls, spoons and napkins. He balanced the iteams in his hands and hoped he wouldn't drop them as he slowly walked to the table and sat them down, Don't rush, he told himself as he placed all the dishes next to the chairs on the streched table. Just as he finished he heard the door open and saw Mukuro make his apperance, "Mukuro-sama!" said Chrome with something in her voice the boy had not heard before, "Welcome back." As Chrome sat the soup and bread on the table all other four people made their aperance aswell reviling to the boy the other two unseen members the girl had short pink hair wearing the same uniform as Chrome with a longer shirt and a blond boy with a scar across the nose and under his eyes wearing the same uniform the boy in glasses wore. At that moment they all said "Welcome back" at diffrent times withen seconds of eachother. In a few moments Mukuro looked to the boy and walked to him handing him a piece of bent metal that was a bit rusted, covered in ice-like substance and had letters on it, "Ring any bells?" Mukuro questioned as he grined. The boy looked at it and after a few minutes he nodded, "Tsunayoshi," he said aloud.

Oh my! He spoke, It's was impossible I tell you!

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