. ~ Chapter 1: White ~ .

Enma got up from his own bed, opened his drawer, and pulled out some clothes to wear. Since he has a 'friendly meeting' and not 'personal boss-talk' kind-of meeting with Tsuna, he will only wear his usual style of clothing. He took a quick shower first then got into his personal wear, his plain red t-shirt, his usual jacket, a pair of loose, yet comfortable-looking jeans, and a pair of black sneakers. He grabbed his phone then quickly got outside, but while going for the door, 'I have a feeling this'll be a great day.' he thought, and after that, he tripped on something- as if bad luck was toying him.

He grunted after the impact and slowly got up, brushing his pants. He noticed a plain, gray book that was laying behind him. He scratched his head, confused, and picked the book up. He wanted to open the book, but there was a lock that bonded it. He was suspicious of the mysterious book, and he had no idea where it came from. Sure, Adelheid, one of his Guardians, wouldn't pick a random book from a Library. Unless...

'This is Adelheid's diary?' His crimson eyes glinted in entertainment, but he shook his head. 'No, no. That's not possible. I already saw Adelheid's diary, and it was pretty big for a diary.' He furrowed. He was about to investigate more about the book by sneaking what's inside without the use of the key to the lock, he caught a sight of an unfamiliar white cloth outside his window and it immediately vanished as it moved away to the other side. He blinked a few times. He was curious, but he knew it was dangerous.

It was actually strange for him that his Hyper Intuition isn't kicking in at the moment.

He pouted to himself and rushed to the window, and opened it. He looked from it from side to side, but saw nothing. Maybe he was just imagining things? Or was it just he was still tired? He shrugged off the thoughts of the white cloth, and exited the house.

"Tsuna-kun!" The red-haired boy called out to his best friend while running to him.

"Ah! Enma-kun! Good morning!" Tsuna greeted him with a big smile on his face while waving his hand to the air for him.

Enma slowed down and chuckled, "You already greeted me a while ago, no need to greet me again." he said. The brunet lad only scratched his head as he grinned sheepishly. Both of them turned to the dawn in the distance and leaned on the wooden rail (A/N: I have no effin' idea how to call it.) "So, Tsuna-kun." "Eh?" "You do know this isn't some fancy-relax time...is there something wrong?" Enma asked, making Tsuna a little uncomfortable at the sudden tension.

"It's alright, you don't have to be afraid. I'm not a monster or anything!" Enma smiled as he chuckled. The brunet lad sighed and stared at the sky, "It's just...I had a nightmare. I-I don't know if you call it a 'nightmare', but it was more like...a vision, I guess? Or...perhaps, a memory of the.." the red-haired lad furrowed and leaned on his right hand, "...of what? Future?" Well, sure, it was possible for Tsuna- since he and his Vongola Guardians have time-travelled to the future. Tsuna thought for a moment, but shook his head. "It...it doesn't look like it has any futuristic structures. It...looked more fancier than that. And there weren't that many electric posts, as far as I have remembered." Enma's eyes widened in surprise, and faced Tsuna full-body.

"You're saying that...you saw bits of memories from the past? H-how?"

"I-I-I have no flippin' idea!"

"Are you gonna ask Reborn about this? I-I mean...it seemed kinda important." Enma suggested, concern was in his eyes. The brunet widened his eyes, but calmed himself down. Times like this, it's safe to tell Reborn. But, there's a part of him that he shouldn't tell him. Which would he choose? He sighed in frustration and shrugged, "Maybe...not yet." he replied to him. Enma blinked in a few seconds and tucked both of his hands in his jacket's pockets. "Your choice, Tsuna-kun. But, when there will be a time that everything will go wrong because of you holding it in, you might regret it." He said, making Tsuna flinch with his words.

The thought of unintentional or non-accidental deaths came across his mind, making him shudder. He brushed the imagination off, and nodded to the red-haired Mafia Boss. "Ah!" Enma remembered something, and took the mysterious, gray book from inside his jacket. Tsuna deadpanned by this sight, 'J-just when did he learn magic tricks!?' the red-haired teen brought the book a few meters away from Tsuna's face. "W-what's this...?" He asked. "I saw it in my house when I was about to go out. It's really...weird, it seemed like it has its own aura. Not to mention, I have never seen this book around nor inside my house before." Enma explained, while shrugging. Tsuna gave him an 'are you serious' look in return.

Just then, both of their Hyper Intuitions kicked in.

A big ball of red flames was shot at the two, and it definitely wasn't a regular flame. That flame was a part of each of the members in a Mafia Famiglia- a Storm Flame. A flame of destruction; the destruction of the skies. The two jumped out of the bridge by using their own Hyper Modes before the smoke could cover them fully. Their flames danced gracefully as the settled in the air, eagerly waiting for a Mafioso or Mafiosi to come out from their hiding place/s.

"GIVE US THE BOOK!"

A deep voice hollered to the two, and as the smoke began to clear, four men in white suits walked towards them, but are farther from the two. The man, who had a bazooka that pointed at the the two Mafia Bosses, who was responsible for the big damage of the bridge, clicked his tongue then frowned. "Well, if it isn't the two 'strongest' bosses in the Mafia Chart- Neo Vongola Primo and Simon Decimo." He said, while preparing for another blast to them, "Return the book to us and nobody gets hurt." he added. "We only need the book, nothing else." A smooth, yet a friendly voice bumped in the conversation- it was one of the men.

Tsuna, even though he's still in his Mode, almost fell for the trap. But thanks to his Intuition, he didn't fall for it. He frowned and narrowed his eyes, "What makes you think we would give it to you easily?" his calm-as-the-sky-and-seas voice rang the ears of the Mafiosi. The man with the friendly voice laughed and smiled, "We're not here for trouble, to be honest. But we really need the book." "This must be important." Enma murmured, glancing at the book he was holding. The brunet, of course, heard it and took a glance at the book too. He furrowed and looked back to the men and said, "If this book holds something very dangerous, we are not going to return it to you." the men were silent for a moment, then the man who held the bazooka spoke for them, "Then, that means we're gonna take it from you...

...by force."

Before the men could fight the two bosses, a bright light engulfed the two and vanished.

I'M SORRY.

BUT I HAVE TO.

CLIFFHANGERS. IT'S JUST

I CAN'T EVEN

ASDFGHJ

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