Chapter 1
Me: Hey everyone! I know i posted the first chapter yesterday but I decided to post another chapter today because I needed your opinion on something.
I did plan to have the Tsuna's Guardians be Natsu's Guardians but I kind of want them to be Tsuna's. What do you think? I can't progress the story without knowing this and I wanted you guys tp have an opinion about it.
Anyways, I decided to post every two days. For example, if I post Monday, then I'll post again on Thursday. So expect a chapter every two days.
With that said, I hope you enjoyed and don't forget to vote on who Tsuna should be paired with! Bye!
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn. Akira Amano does but I do own the OCs.
"Ah Cielo, how was the mission?" his employer asked.
Cielo smirked and answered, "It went well. Now where's my pay?"
His employer smirked at him and handed him a briefcase. Cielo took it silently and when he opened it, he found a million yen in it, just like he asked.
"I think that will be suitable?" his employer asked.
Cielo suddenly smiled brightly, startling his employer, who took it as a good sign.
"This should be good but there's one more thing I need," Cielo said casually.
"Of course! Whatever you want Cielo," his employer said nervously.
Cielo smiled serenely, looking a bit like the angel he was supposed to be. He stood up, briefcase in hand, and pulled out his gun, aiming it at his employer.
"I want… your death," Cielo said cheerfully.
His employer paled and asked, "What?"
Cielo hummed thoughtfully and said, "You've been causing a lot of problems for Vongola, Mr. Alfonsi. Problems that I have to take care of."
"B-but you don't work for the Vongola!" Mr. Alfonsi protested, standing up from his chair.
"I have some… personal… connections to Vongola Mr. Alfonsi that may be jeopardized because of what you have done. I'm afraid that I'm going to have to get rid of you. Permanently," Cielo explained.
Cielo cocked his gun while Mr. Alfonsi panicked.
"Y-you bastard!" he screamed.
Cielo just smiled serenely at him and without warning, shot him in the chest. Mr. Alfonsi fell to the floor, quickly losing blood.
"Y-you… really are… the Angel… of Death," he choked before he breathed his last.
Death's Angel sighed as he looked at the mess his former employer made.
"What a mess you left me Mr. Alfonsi," he said, shaking his head, "But that's what you get for messing with Vongola."
Cielo quickly cleaned the blood on the floor and positioned the body so that it can easily be found.
And then, he disappeared without a word.
"... the death of Ferdinand Alfonsi has shocked many and investigators are still out chasing the murderer. Angelo Della Morte, also known as Death's Angel or Angel of Death, has been a likely suspect of the recent murder…"
Sawada Ieyasu, known as Giotto to his friends or most widely known as Vongola Decimo, sighed as he overheard the news on the TV.
"Kind of scary, huh? To think that such a big Mafia Don is dead…," Giotto's brother, Sawada Natsuyoshi, nicknamed Natsu and also the head of the CEDEF, said.
Giotto shrugged and said, "Probably another assassination. They're very common for Mafia Dons."
"True," Natsu replied.
"What are you guys talking about?" a voice from behind them asked.
The brothers jumped and turned around to see their younger brother, Sawada Tsunayoshi, coming down the stairs.
"We're just talking about the recent murder that happened," Natsu said bluntly.
"Natsu!" Giotto hissed in warning, which Natsu just ignored.
Tsuna smiled sympathetically and said, "I heard about that. It's scary that such a famous CEO has been murdered so easily. Have they found a suspect?"
"Yeah, they suspect Angelo Della Morte," Natsu reported.
Tsuna's eyes widened, "Isn't he a famous assassin?"
Giotto nodded and replied, "He is. He is said to be bring death and destruction wherever he goes."
Tsuna shuddered and said, "I hope I never meet him."
"Me too," his brothers said in unison.
Before they could continue the conversation, they were interrupted by a smooth voice popping out of nowhere.
"Dame-Giotto and Baka-Natsu, go help Mama set the table. I need to speak with Dame-Tsuna alone," Reborn, who had been returned to his adult form, demanded.
"But…," Giotto tried to protest.
He was quickly silenced by Reborn's glare, and he and Natsu quickly walked to the kitchen.
Reborn turned to Tsuna and asked, "How did the mission go Dame-Tsuna?"
Tsuna gave his mentor a small smile and answered, "It went fine. As it turns out, my employer was interfering with Vongola, so I quickly disposed of him."
"Good," Reborn said, before softening slightly, "And how are you?"
Reborn usually didn't show his concern but Tsuna was only 16 and his hands were already bathed in so much blood, too much blood for a 16-year-old. While Natsu was the same age as him, he hadn't killed as much as Tsuna did and Reborn was often concerned about Tsuna's mental health.
Tsuna frowned and shuddered slightly, "It… it was a little frightening. How effortlessly and easily I killed him. I didn't even feel sad about his death at first and I had to remind myself that he was still human. I had to remind myself that I took a life but it's hard to feel something about it after I've killed so many."
Reborn sighed and said, "I know. After a while, feeling remorse becomes harder. But you have to cling on to your humanity or else you'll become something you would never usually want to be."
Tsuna nodded. He understood what Reborn was talking about. If he lost his humanity, he would just become a shell of a human that killed without feeling anything. He didn't want that.
Reborn smiled slightly at his student and said, "Everything will be fine Dame-Tsuna. Now, let's get some lunch."
Tsuna smiled gratefully in return before following Reborn into the kitchen.
"Where is Alfonsi?" the boss 'asked' his subordinate.
"H-he was murdered sir," one of his subordinates answered.
"By whom?" he demanded.
"Angelo Della Morte… Death's Angel," his other subordinate replied.
The boss growled and said, "That man is getting on my last nerves. Are the preparations almost ready?"
"Yes sir!" his subordinates said in unison.
"Good. Let's put our plan into action. Death's Angel will have no idea what is coming."