Eek I caught a cold .__.!
But yay finished Ch 2!~
This story is basically my twisted version of the TYL arc XD
Hope you'll like it~~
Warning: Implied sex?
Everything seemed so unreal, yet he knew that this was reality. Tsuna took a deep breath as his mind processed the situation right now. He was in a cold, dim room, possibly a prison, and his hands were chained to the wall. Looking down, he noted his clothing; though it was scratched and not in the best condition and his shoes was missing, he could tell that it was the same formal attire that he had worn to a certain meeting… The last meeting of his life…
"Why am I alive?" Tsuna spat as he glared at the man before him, showing no signs of fear. "And why am I here?"
Byakuran chuckled. "As expected from the most powerful mafia boss, I'm surprised you could remain so calm in this situation." He moved back and sat down on the floor, making himself comfortable. "Everything was part of my plan."
"What did you do? You killed me didn't you?"
"Yup" Byakuran smiled slyly.
"Then why am I alive-" Tsuna suddenly froze as Byakuran swiftly pulled a gun from his pocket and placed the tip against his forehead. The Vongola shivered uneasily at the familiar feeling as the memory of his death repeated in his head.
"This was the exact same gun that had killed you just two weeks ago" Byakuran slowly guided the tip of the gun down until it was pointing directly at the Vongola's heart. "Hm… let's see… where should I start?" He wondered, before he continued, "Ever heard of a death bullet?"
"Death bullet?" Tsuna tried to remember such thing, but it was hard to recall any information with a gun against his heart.
"It's not surprising that you don't know. It was a special bullet manufactured and passed down by the Millefiore family a long time ago. Not many people knew of it since the bullet was extremely obscure and useless." Byakuran removed the gun and placed it back into his pocket, "Now… do you have any idea of what the effect of the bullet might be?"
Tsuna's eyes widened as his mind raced. The answer to the question seemed too absurd, yet it was the only possible answer that would explain why he was still fucking alive. "It fakes death…?"
"Bingo, the bullet puts the person to a death-like coma that is impossible to detect. Even the most professional doctor would never know that." Byakuran continued. "The person would eventually 'wake up' two weeks later, and of course, there will be side effects." Coincidently, Tsuna felt his head swayed a bit from dizziness. "Who knew such a useless bullet could allow me to capture the Vongola so easily~"
This is… unbelievable. Tsuna thought bitterly. "So you shot me with it, and took my body and hid it here?"
"Nope, I decided to play with your guardians. I let them take your corpse so they could have a proper funeral and mourn over your 'death'." He laughed. "My, you should have seen how depressed some of them were. If only they knew the truth."
Tsuna clenched his fist. If not for the chains, he would have punched Byakuran and beat him into a bloody pulp.
"After, they placed your fancy coffin somewhere in the forest. So I broke in and retrieved your body. And that's how you ended up here."
"Then it means that the members of the Vongola are well aware of the disappearance of my body?"
"Nope, they only found out today." Byakuran smirked. "I replaced the broken coffin with an illusion, therefore no one found out about it until your illusionist came back to Italy from his mission."
Tsuna bit his lips. Even if his guardians found out, they wouldn't know that he was still alive and imprisoned by a maniac.
As if reading his mind, Byakuran said, "You never know, I gave them a clue. I placed a marshmallow inside the coffin"
Surprised, Tsuna asked. "And why would you do that?"
"Because that would provoke them into invading the Millefiore. Without their boss, they probably wouldn't be able to plan a good invasion." Byakuran then murmured deviously, "Then I can take this chance and kill them off one by one"
Enraged, Tsuna was about to kick Byakuran's stomach hard, but Byakuran swiftly blocked the attack and used his knee to lock Tsuna's legs to stop any further movement. "My, that was quite dangerous~"
"You.. You bastard! Don't you dare underestimate my guardians!" Tsuna hissed. "And why would you set this whole thing up just to capture me? If you're thinking of using me to get ransoms, you should think again…" His sentence died off as he felt somewhat nauseous and weak… No… I have to stay strong.
"Did you think I would do all that just to get money? How naïve… Tsuna-kun."
"Then what else would you want to do this for?" Tsuna demanded, trying to ignore the headache that was starting to surface.
Leaning forward, Byakuran smiled. "What… do you… think?" His hands gently caressed the brown hair that seemed to have grown even longer during the Vongola's two weeks of unconsciousness. The side effects are starting to take place… He mused, noticing that Tsuna's carefully simulated coolness was slipping.
Tsuna turned his head to the side abruptly, "Don't touch me" I have to try to escape.
"Why can't I touch you?" Byakuran whispered, his lips brushing Tsuna's ears. "You belong to me."
"Tch," Tsuna said coldly, "No matter what you're planning to do to me, sooner or later, my guardians will come and kick your ass." I have to stay calm.
"How mean Tsuna-kun~" His hand trailed down and rested on Tsuna's belt. "Ne… I'm quite disturbed at how you could still be so full of yourself right now… You haven't shown any sign of fear yet. I want to see your weak and vulnerable self…" His smoldering gaze held Tsuna's eyes as he swiftly pulled his pants down, startling Tsuna. "Let me hear you scream." His eyes were hungry, like a ravenous predator looking at the feast before him.
This is bad… Tsuna thought desperately, "Byakuran! Don't you dare-" He gasped when he felt his boxers being tugged. With all his might, he tried to lift his leg up to kick the man's hand away. However Byakuran grasped his feet and forcefully pulled his boxer down to his knees. "Ngh!!" He cried out in surprise when he felt the cold marble floor beneath him and the sudden gush of chilly air.
"What a cute expression, Tsuna-kun!" Byakuran's hand hovered over to where the boxer had once been before, "But I want to see more."
Tsuna shut his eyes, preparing himself for the worse. I have to endure this…
"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" Gokudera growled hostilely. "Go say your crap to someone else, I'm not in the mood of some fucking joke." Really, he was in such a bad mood. After the death of the tenth, nothing seemed to matter anymore, and everything seemed to be getting onto his nerve, especially when a man, who looked as if he had jumped into a swimming pool, came to his room at night to tell him that the Tenth's coffin was broken into. Actually he was more enraged at the fact that this statement came from the person who didn't attend the Tenth's funeral and didn't seemed bother by his death.
"Kufufu… it's fine if you don't believe it." Mukuro sighed, "I'm disappointed though, I thought you would be interested in this piece of information, considering your love for Sawada Tsunayoshi."
Gokudera immediately flashed his dynamite out, "You son of a bitch! Don't you dare utter the Tenth's name like that."
"Oya oya, getting so worked out. You shouldn't lose your temper just because you are depressed." The mist guardian smirked.
"You heartless bitch! If you-"
"Maa maa… what's with the commotion at night?" The rain guardian interrupted and came into Gokudera's room."Eh.. Mukuro! When did you come back? And why are you soaking wet?"
Gokudera sighed. "You dumb shit, it's pouring rain outside, that's why"
Mukuro smiled. "I was just taking a walk outside when I spotted the Vongola's coffin in a clearing. And that's when I found out that the coffin was broken into."
"Broken into?" Yamamoto's smile disappeared, replaced by a frown.
"Yes, and this was what I found inside." Mukuro reached into his pocket and took the marshmallow out.
Yamamoto took it and observed the writing at the side. His face paled as he pondered over the meaning of the four words, even Gokudera felt anxious. "What the…"
"Well you guys can keep that. There'll probably be a meeting between the guardians tomorrow, so we can discuss it." Mukuro made his way to the door.
"Wait." Gokudera growled. "Do you really have no feelings for the Tenth?" He stared into the mis-matched eyes, wanting to search for the answer. "If you weren't concerned, you wouldn't bother telling us all this in the middle of the night right after your discovery."
Mukuro paused, his expression unreadable, before he laughed. "Kufufu if you think I cared for Sawada Tsunayoshi, then think again. I merely stumbled over his coffin and discovered something unusual and thought it was amusing. I'm just treating his disappearance as a… 'game' to entertain me." Then he turned and left, before any dynamites could hit him.
"That damn bastard…" Gokudera snarled, "I don't get why the Tenth treasures him so much."
Yamamoto gently patted him on the head, "I'm sure the Tenth has a reason. Anyway, I think you should get some rest, you look awfully terrible. Plus I have a feeling tomorrow will be a busy day for the Vongola Family, so rest well!"
"Yah…" Gokudera mumbled as they both stared at the marshmallow in his palm.
Mukuro strode across the dim hallway, leaving a trail of water that dripped from his drenched clothing. He reached the end and turned left, and noticed a dark figure leaning against the wall.
"Kufufu Hibari Kyoya, what a far place to eavesdrop from…" Mukuro greeted.
The cloud guardian looked up nonchalantly, "That was quite a speech, the one that you said to them. Who would've guessed that it came from the same person who had been seeking for death just an hour ago."
Mukuro's eyes darkened. "Oya oya… You should be thanking me for not mentioning seeing a certain guardian visiting the Vongola's coffin in the middle of the night."
The two remained quiet in the deadly silence. Finally Hibari spoke. "I think Tsunayoshi is still alive."
The blue-haired man nodded in agreement, "I agree, even though the whole thing doesn't make any sense."
Hibari remained expressionless. "But you can investigate it tomorrow right?"
"That was what I had intended to do." Mukuro smiled darkly. "Kufufu… we really do think alike."
Then without another word, they parted silently to their own room.
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The first thing Tsuna felt when he woke up was pain. He was still chained up and in the same position, yet every part of his body hurt like hell. His wrists were badly bruised and cut by the chains; every small movement that he made could bring tears to his eyes. Opening his eyes, he saw the dreadful evidence of yesterday's incident everywhere. The dried blood on the floor… the marks, the…
Okay calm down… He breathed in deeply, careful to stay still to avoid anymore pain. The rain splattered heavily outside, and through the small barred window, he could see the ominous clouds gathering. Examining his surroundings, he realized that the room looked nothing like a prison. The walls were plain white, and the floor was a luxuriously marble white, well except for the bloodstains and some unpleasant stuff that decorated it...
In front of him was a narrow stairway that lead to god knows where. He remembered hazily that Byakuran had to punch in a password in the number pad on the wall beside the entrance before he left. That is the only possible way to go out…
If he could manage to free himself from the chain… and enter the right password, he could escape… But I don't know where the stairway would lead to…
A soft padding sound disrupted his thoughts; Tsuna looked up and saw a light in the stairways. Someone was coming down the stairs…
"Good morning Tsuna-kun~" The person emerged from the shadow with a tray of food… The smell of deliciously baked bread reached Tsuna's nose, and he suddenly realized how starved he was… yet he couldn't bring himself to accept food from the man who had done terrible things to him.
"Go away." Tsuna's voice was rasp; he probably lost most of his voice from yesterday night.
Byakuran feigned a frown. "What a mean way to greet me, you still haven't learnt your lesson yet?" He gently set the trays beside Tsuna and smiled with amusement. "I'll forgive you though, since I wasn't that gentle with you yesterday." He leaned in and gently kissed the mark that he had left on Tsuna's neck.
Tsuna immediately tried to push the man away, but the action of lifting his legs up brought excruciating pain, causing Tsuna to stifle a cry by biting his lips.
"Oya.. that must have hurt a lot" Byakuran mused, watching the tear that was threatening to roll down Tsuna's face. "Don't cry." He gently kissed the tear away, earning a deadly glare from the Vongola.
"I hate you…" Tsuna spat, his voice quivering.
"I guess I'll have to make you love me" Byakuran began to unbuckle his own belt, and he smirked when he saw fear resurfacing Tsuna's face. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle this time" The emphasis on the word 'gentle' only increased Tsuna's trepidation.
"Don't…" Tsuna didn't want to suffer that same kind of pain and humiliation again. He was already dirty and hurt…. "You just did it yesterday…"
"That doesn't mean I can't do it again and again" Byakuran leaned closer.
Someone help me…
Tsuna shut his eyes and tried to shut his senses away.
Please…
Before Byakuran could do anything, a soft thumping was heard… like someone knocking on the door from faraway, but he knew that it was someone knocking on the door of his office. "Hm.. I wonder who dares disturb me right now…" His smiled darkly, anger visible in his voice.
Tsuna opened his almost teary eyes, and saw Byakuran putting his belt back on and fixing his clothing.
"Ne.. Tsuna-kun, I'll let you off the hook this time. Looks like I have a visitor." Byakuran walked over to the entrance of the stairways, and punched in a sequence of numbers…and he wasn't aware of Tsuna's intense gaze since he was too irritated at someone interrupting his 'Tsuna' time.
1…0…0…2…7..
The door opened and he disappeared into the dark stairways.
1…0…0…2…7…
Tsuna's eyes widened as he repetitively chanted the numbers, suddenly glad that Reborn had taught him how to watch the hand movements to determine the numbers.
It was possible to escape… thanks to whoever was knocking on the door.
Now all that is left is the chain.
Byakuran came out from the darkness and to his office. He lifted the plain white clock and entered the password in the number pad again. The wall swung in and closed, leaving no evidence of it ever being opened. He carefully placed the clock back and made his way to the door that led to the hallway.
"Who is it?" He asked
"It's me Byakuran-sama"
Byakuran pressed a button on his desk to unlock the door, and Leonardo Lippi came in.
"So what brought you here today? I don't remember you being a service personnel here." Byakuran smiled, his eyes were unreadable.
Leo flushed nervously, "No no no… I'm just here to deliver a report for you." He walked over to Byakuran's desk and placed a small stack of documents on it. "May I ask you a question?" Leo asked timidly.
Byakuran reached for a bag of marshmallow and opened it. "Sure."
"Why did you lock your door today? You don't usually do that unless there's an invasion." Leo asked curiously.
Byakuran paused for a second, before he said. "I'm sure any boss would want some privacy sometimes."
"Then what happened to the tray of food that you brought in earlier?" Leo inquired further, still with that genuine curious and innocent look.
The unexpected question caught Byakuran off guard, but he quickly replaced it with a chuckle, "My Leo-kun, have you been observing me for the whole morning?" He suddenly grasped Leo's wrist and pulled him forward, until their faces were only an inch away. "Don't tell me you're… interested in me..?"
Leo immediately flushed and pulled back. "No no you're misunderstanding me! I was just wondering that's all!" He quickly walked to the door. "Remember to read the documents Byakuran-sama!" Then he left hurriedly.
Byakuran smiled darkly. You never fail to surprise me… Leonardo Lippi…
As Leo walked down the corridor, he turned right into the men's washroom. Inside everything was sparkly white.
Disgusting… putting on an act like that
He stared into his own mismatched eyes in the large mirror as he washed his hands.
That blood stain on his shoes… that must be it…
He dried off his hands with a tissue.
Tsunayoshi must be in his office somewhere..
He closed his eyes.
Please wait for me…
Author's Note: Thanks for reading!!!~ I don't know if this fic should be T or M~ But I think I might change it to M just in case I passed the border _! Anyway sorry if anything was confusing or didn't make any sense! There will be more 6927 and 1827 stuff next chapter~~
Please read & review! It motivates me to write more X3!