Chapter 2: Giotto

"Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment."―Kurt Vonnegut

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"We meet again," The blonde said with a smile. Tsuna did not what to say. It was their second time meeting at the bus stop, and they always met under unexpected circumstances. The brunette bowed slightly in gratitude as he handed him the book that he dropped.

"You live around here?" The blonde asked.

"Y-Yeah..." Tsuna answered with a stutter. He couldn't explain why he was so nervous. It was even worse than his first day of school.

"I see. Want to walk with me? I don't live here, but I am about to go and see a friend of mine," He said with a smile. Tsuna just nodded his head in silence, before he realised what he had just done. The brunette just stared in slight horror as the blonde took it as a yes and began walking ahead. He sighed, having no choice but to walk together with him.

"Where do you live?" The beautiful stranger asked, his cerulean eyes twinkling beautifully in the sunlight. He wondered whether he had noticed that his eyes always had a strange yet bright glimmer of light which could attract anyone with an instant.

"Namimori," Tsuna replied. He still felt awkward with him, but he was slowly getting used to it. They walked past an empty phone booth, approaching his previous high school he attended, Namimori High. He peered at the school, feeling a little nostalgic. How had it been after he graduated? Was Hibari-san still there as the leader of the disciplinary committee?

"Do you study here?" The blonde asked in curiosity. Tsuna turned to him in slight astonishment.

"U-Uh...yeah..."

The beautiful stranger smiled and chuckled. Tsuna looked away, forcing back a blush which was threatening to appear on his face.

"Do you miss the days in this school?"

Tsuna nodded his head solemnly. He wondered how everyone was doing. He couldn't forget the days he had spending together with Yamamoto, Gokudera, Ryohei, Hibari-san, Kyoko, Haru and the others. Every single day spent in Namimori High was nothing but danger. He had to keep Gokudera and Yamamoto from fighting, avoid his classmates who would tease him using his nickname 'Dame Tsuna' every time they saw him, and he always had to be alert on the sudden appearance of Hibari-san who would flash out his tonfas as his weapons to punish students who did not follow school rules and disrupt the peace in Namimori. Every day was simply a mess, and no matter how bad it was, Tsuna still missed those days which were filled with excitement and fear.

The brunette then noticed the silence between the two of them.

"Sorry..." He muttered softly, looking down at the ground.

"Why do you apologise?" The blonde asked in slight curiosity.

"Because...I wasn't that eloquent..." The brunette muttered softly.

There was silence, before he heard soft laughter coming from the beautiful stranger. Tsuna couldn't help but stare at him in slight displeasure.

"What's so funny?"

"No, no. Just...you don't need to be so formal when you are talking to me." The blonde cleared his throat and said. He flushed in embarrassment, realising that he was the one who was causing the awkwardness between the two of them. Tsuna glanced at him, liking the soft, bubbly laughter from his deep voice vibrating at his throat. It sounded so melodious―like the voice singing the chorus of a particular song.

"What is your name?" The blonde turned and asked.

Tsuna blinked, stunned for a few seconds.

"Sawada...Tsunayoshi."

He did not like his name. It sounded so girlish. His mother said that he looked very cute when he was born, thus the name was created for him. He wasn't really pleased with the compliment. It only made worse when his classmates teased him for having such a girlish name to fit his girlish character. Everyone said that, because he couldn't ride a bicycle even when he reached ten, and he always hung out with girls only. And they kept calling him stupid and that famous name 'Dame Tsuna' which followed him for over five years. And...

"What a nice name for you."

Brown eyes slowly widened. Tsuna looked up at the blonde who stopped by the roadside as a car was coming over. As he walked over to him, the blonde stretched out his hand and smiled.

"My name is Giotto. Nice to meet you, Tsunayoshi."

His voice sounded so beautiful while calling his name. A warm feeling fluttered across his chest, and his heart beat wildly in response. It was his first time he received such a compliment, and he did not feel this happy for the past eighteen years of his life. Even though they were strangers (or should they be called acquaintances since they exchanged names?), he addressed him by his own name directly.

"What's wrong, Tsunayoshi?"

"No, nothing!" He exclaimed and took his hand, shaking it. It was slightly stupid of him to feel elated at this kind of thing. The two of them crossed the road, continuing to walk along the empty pavement in the quiet neighbourhood.

"Uh, Giotto-san..."

"Just call me Giotto, Tsunayoshi," Giotto said. The brunette blushed a little and nodded his head.

"Giotto, where does your friend live?" He asked.

"Hmmm. She lives near the Namimori shopping district," Giotto replied.

'Perhaps, her girlfriend?' He wondered, before he started frowning in slight absurd. Why would he come out with such a ridiculous thought all of a sudden?

"Then where do you live, Giotto?" Tsuna asked in curiosity.

"I live around Shinjuku. It's quite far away from here, though I always like to come here occasionally. The scenery here is really beautiful," Giotto responded, looking at the trees and the greenery surrounding them. Tsuna wished that the blonde could come here often, and after a few seconds, slapped himself inwardly to stop thinking this way.

They were reaching the bridge, and Tsuna knew they had to part ways. Namimori shopping district was just right ahead, and his home was at the opposite road. The two teenagers gradually stopped at the middle of the bridge, and he was feeling reluctant to part with him and walk his way home alone once again. The constricting pain from the loneliness and the pining for his friends began to come back to him once again.

"Well, I guess we have to part here. My home is at...the opposite direction," Tsuna said in slight hesitation, pointing the other way.

"I see..." Giotto said as he peered at the direction where his home was, his cerulean eyes narrowing in...reluctance? A faint smile then formed on his lips.

"See you in school then, Tsunayoshi."

He really did not want to part ways with the blonde right now. Tsuna almost wanted to come out with some excuse to walk with him over to the Namimori shopping district. He wouldn't have much things to do at home anyway. Furthermore, he could just show him around the neighbourhood!

The brunette was about to raise his suggestion when he stopped, his eyes widening in slight astonishment. Why was he thinking this way? They were just merely acquaintances right? It was only coincidence that they met at the bus stop. There should be no more reason for them to meet again...right?

"Tsunayoshi?" Giotto asked, noticing that something was wrong. Tsuna just smiled and shook his head.

"See you...in school." His voice was as soft as a whisper, almost inaudible, but he was sure that Giotto caught what he said. Cerulean eyes widened slightly, before the blonde slowly stepped forward, his hand reaching out to his face. Brown eyes slowly widened as the warm hand touched his face gently, his slender fingers entangled with his soft brown strands at his ears as he caressed the his cheek gently. The brunette froze in place, shivers travelling down his spine as his senses were jolted at the intense gaze of his cerulean eyes studying his every movement.

"G-Giotto?"

Giotto blinked, before redrawing his hand seconds later. He had an astonished look on his face, as though he shouldn't have done something. Tsuna blinked as his hand pressed on his tightening chest, wondering what this suffocating feeling was, and just how long he held his breath before the blonde redrew himself? He turned away, touching his burning cheeks as he tried to hide the fierce blush coming to his face. His heart thumped loudly, beating faster at each second.

"Sorry, Tsunayoshi, I..."

"It's okay! Um, I have to go! See you in school tomorrow!" Tsuna rushed through his words and took off immediately, not waiting for his reply. He was currently too embarrassed to talk to the blonde, his mind only filled with that particular moment when he touched his face out of a sudden. The brunette breathed deeply as he slapped his heated face, telling himself to forget. Giotto was just doing it out of a whim, and it meant totally nothing to him. Furthermore, they were both guys! What the hell was he expecting from it?

He reached his house and pushed the gates, walking inside. His mum was outside, hanging the wet clothes to dry them under the afternoon sun.

"Oh, Tsu-kun! You are back! How's school today?"

He almost said that it was the worst day ever. He was first laughed at by his high school friends who coincidentally enrolled into the same university as he was. Secondly, he got to know a very beautiful man by the name of Giotto who looked very charming in all ways. Was he even privileged to be saved by him when he was being humiliated by that bunch of bastards? And...

Images of his hand touching his face surfaced. Tsuna bit his lip, flushing red in embarrassment.

"Tsu-kun? Are you alright? Your face is red," His mum asked in concern as she went over and touched his forehead. Surprisingly, he did not feel awkward when it was his mum who was touching his face. He shook his head, trying to forget what had happened earlier on. Why did he react that way when it was Giotto who was doing that to him?

"I'm going back to my room," He said, heading to the stairs and walked up. The brunette entered his room and closed the door behind him, before he laid down on his bed, staring at the ceiling blankly. Although the school this year was more quiet and lonelier than the past, but this was really unexpected.

...unexpected?

Brown eyes widened as Tsuna sat up immediately, slightly shocked. This idea just came out of nowhere and frankly, it frightened him a little. His mind switched off and everything was blank instantly. The brunette grimaced slightly as he held his shirt tightly, not able to explain the anxiousness he was getting. What was it that was making him extremely nervous and uneasy? He could not explain but somehow, this disturbing feeling just settled onto him, making him rather uncomfortable.

His phone vibrated all of a sudden. Tsuna snapped out of it as he went over and took it up. His face lit up at the text message that he received. Yamamoto asked him whether he was free to come out and meet up with him. Come to think of it, it had been a long time since the two of them met up to have a casual chat between themselves. Tsuna smiled as he grabbed his keys and went out of his room.

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"Sorry, I'm late," Giotto said as he opened the door.

"It's okay. You arrive earlier than I expected. I thought that you would be lost on your way here," She replied with a soft chuckle. The blonde made a face as he stepped into the living room, seeing her facing the television which was currently broadcasting a concert from a particular rock band. Giotto put his things down on the table and approached her quietly. As his hand was about to reach her shoulder, she spoke.

"Are you seducing me, Giotto?"

Giotto gave a light smirk as he twirled her soft brown strands with his index finger. He leaned in a little closer to her ear and whispered softly.

"What if it is?"

The woman turned around and reached out to grab him, but she was seconds late as Giotto dodged and stepped away quickly before she could do anything to him. Black eyes narrowed in annoyance at his playfulness and Giotto couldn't help but chuckle softly in amusement as he went over and sat down on a chair at the dining table.

"Damn, can you be more serious?" She muttered as she stood up and walked to him.

"No. I thought you really fell for it, Gloria," Giotto said, and she stiffened slightly by his words which had somehow hit on the nail. She then regained her calm composure seconds later and sighed, before she headed to the kitchen.

"I will prepare dinner now. Just sit here and wait, Giotto."

He could hear the soft sizzles of the frying pan from his current position. Giotto peered at the numerous amount of cigarettes dumped in the ash tray and could somehow guess what was in her mind which made her so frustrated that she had to smoke so much to distract herself. The blonde took out his phone as he browsed on the latest news. He stopped at a particular news and began frowning as he read the details.

"What are you doing, Giotto?" Gloria asked from the kitchen.

"Nothing. Hurry up and cook! I'm hungry!" Giotto whined in an extreme way which wasn't himself at all. He could imagine the bizarre expression Gloria would make when she heard that. The blonde tapped his feet on the floor lightly, fighting back the urge to go into the kitchen and see her face. He wondered whether it would scare her off. Giotto smiled. Teasing people was always his habit. It just made everything so intriguing.

A certain brunette appeared in his mind. Giotto slowed down his scrolling on his phone screen, remembering the moments he spent with someone he totally did not know. Normally he would not be acquainted with any strangers unless necessary, but this was...different. He had nothing that he needed to be alerted for. He had no signs of motives at all. He was in all smiles and did not hide anything through his emotions.

That person was too...pure. Somehow, he was very interested in him.

A few minutes later, Gloria came out with two plates of spaghetti. She handed clean table utensils to him and he received it gratefully. She then switched on the glass lights at the dining area and the two of them began to eat.

"Giotto..."

"Hmm, nice..." He muttered, eating the spaghetti rather loudly on purpose. She frowned and stared at him in displeasure, but the blonde ignored it as he continued with his meal.

"When are you going to stop this?" She asked firmly, slamming down the table utensils. it finally got his attention as Giotto stopped eating and looked up, seeing the darkened expression on her face. Cerulean eyes blinked rather innocently, as though he totally had no idea what and why she was mad about.

"What is it, Gloria?" He asked.

"Stop all this...nonsense! I really don't know what you are trying to do, after leaving Italy for a total of two years!" She finally snapped.

Giotto did not say anything.

"You are not a student, Giotto! What are you planning, spending your days in that university? There are still many paperwork to do! What are you―"

"It's not time yet," He answered. The playful look in his eyes were gone as he gave her a serious gaze telling her that he was not kidding in what he had just said. Brown eyes widened slightly and she was silent for a moment, wanting to hear what he had to say.

"Right now, there is something which I need to investigate on. I need to find the answers before I can go back, Gloria."

"What is it?"

"To be honest, I don't know. Something seems to be amiss, and I need to find it," Giotto replied as he took up the fork and twirled up the spaghetti, before opening his lips and eating it. He peered at the browned-haired woman, seeing the hesitant look written on her face. She had slight doubts about his words, but did not know how to phrase it. Giotto let out a gentle smile as he put down the fork on the table elegantly.

"Don't worry too much, Gloria. When all the things are done here, I will return to Italy immediately." His words somehow put ease on her as her face lit up in happiness and relief.

"Really?"

"Yeah," Giotto answered with a smile. A small grin appeared on her face as she was satisfied with the answer. The blonde glanced out of the window, looking at the faint moon hanging in the night sky. Cerulean eyes narrowed as small, dark clouds floated past the moon, blocking away most of its silver light. Although he did not know what it was, his sixth sense was telling him strongly that something was terribly wrong, and it was happening right now, in Japan. It was the worst feeling he had encountered through the years, and till now, it did not go away.

"Thanks for the meal, Gloria. I have to head back now, or else G would nag at me for the whole night," Giotto said as he left his seat and took his belongings.

"That bastard always thinks that he is the one to control everything you have, Giotto!" Gloria replied with a huff as she walked with him to the door. Giotto chuckled softly as he stepped out of the apartment. As he was about to go, cerulean eyes widened slightly at the tug at his sleeve by a slender hand. Giotto turned to stare directly at her brown eyes which were just centimetres away.

"What are you doing, Gloria?" He asked in a slightly cold tone, his stern gaze piercing through hers.

"Is that...on purpose?" She whispered, her fingers sliding down his chin in seduction. Her lips inched towards his, but was stopped by his finger.

"Playtime is already over, Gloria." Giotto smiled, before he released his finger at her lips and walked away. As he waited for the lift, he peered up at the night sky once again. There was no moon in sight, only numerous dark clouds hovering around, and from the darkest corners where light could not easily be penetrated, some shadows were there, like predators waiting for its prey.

Except that they weren't even predators. They were just normal humans―stupid and foolish humans who simply chose to throw their lives away so easily. Cerulean eyes glinted darkly as he licked his lips, waiting in anticipation for the night to begin.

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It was so great to see Yamamoto once again.

They had a long chat at a cafe yesterday evening. Yamamoto was talking about his school life and the co-curricular activity that he had joined, which was none other than baseball that he played ever since he was young. Thanks to his experiences and skills, he was able to represent his team in tournaments even though he was a freshman.

Tsuna, you really look different now!

No, no. He was flattered. He was still the same Dame Tsuna who couldn't do a single thing perfectly. He still hadn't decided what co-curricular activity he wanted to do, and from the pace in the lessons, it looked like he had to work even harder to catch up and pass the common tests which would be approaching around April. Till now, Tsuna was still envious of Yamamoto who had his own dreams to pursue and friends who supported him all the way. He felt that even though he was able to go to a university, nothing had really changed in him. Life was still the same for him, and he was slightly getting tired of it.

He took out his bento which his mother helped him to prepare. The brunette took out an egg roll and popped it into his mouth, chewing slowly. No, life was even worse compared to his high school days. If only everyone was here with him...Yamamoto, Gokudera, Haru, Ryohei...

"Aah, it happens again. This neighbourhood is getting dangerous."

Tsuna turned around at the commotion. His classmates were gathering around a desk, reading something in anxiety. He stood up and walked over to see what it was all about. He peeked in, seeing a newspaper spreading out on the desk.

"What happened?" He asked a girl standing beside him. She turned to him with slight shock.

"Someone was murdered again."

Tsuna froze in horror as his eyes widened.

"And there are more casualties this time. There are...four of them..."

"The bodies were found at the deck of a block, and worse, the place was so bloody and gruesome that no one could...recognise the bodies at all..." Tsuna walked closer to the table and stared at the headlines and picture of the main scene. His stomach churned uncomfortably and he felt nauseous seeing the picture instantly. Who...could do such a terrible thing? It was...gross, disgusting, obscene... Such action was unforgivable... That person was just inhumane...

The brunette felt light headed and almost collapsed onto the floor. He felt many hands of his classmates trying to help him up, and as he turned and stared at the empty corridor, his ears picked up sounds of footsteps coming towards his classroom. His head spun and his mind was completely switched off, receiving only buzzing sounds and the sounds of footsteps approaching. His vision somehow turned blurry and unclear.

Juudaime! Please wake up, Juudaime!

Tsuna!

Please don't die...Tsuna-kun...

Dame Tsuna!

Several broken images then flashed repeatedly inside his mind as he heard voices which seemed to be calling out for him. He could not figure out the words which sounded so slurred and unclear, and all he saw were shadows of people talking to him in the background.

"Tsuna-kun? Tsuna-kun!"

His head snapped up, staring at her in slight astonishment. He then realised that everyone was already sitting at their desks, staring at him with weird gazes. The teacher was already in class, and she had been calling out for him for the past few minutes. His face heated up in embarrassment, and the brunette stammered an apology immediately which caused the whole class to burst out in laughter. Tsuna bit his lips and sat down, staring at his opened textbook blankly.

"Are you alright?" Kyoko asked in concern, putting her hand onto his shoulder. Tsuna wasn't sure whether he was comforted by her gentle touch which always did the trick whenever he was disturbed by something. He shut his eyes, touching his aching forehead as his memories continued to come and pass by his head. He was remembering things that he did not do, and he was seeing people whom he had never seen in his whole life.

"I'm alright." Tsuna turned to her and smiled. She looked at him in slight doubt, but did not say anything. The brunette turned the pages of the textbook as he took his pencil and bit at the tip lightly, trying to focus on his lessons. For the very first time, he had wanted to study so badly just to distract himself from unnecessary thoughts coming to his head. He let out a soft sigh as he turned and peered at the empty corridor outside the classroom.

He wondered what Giotto was doing right now.

Of course he would be having lessons right now! Tsuna thought, wanting to crash his head right to a wall for his stupidity. The brunette slumped on the table as he stared at the whiteboard scribbled with equations and explanations to solve the mathematical questions. There was no reasons for him to think of him. He peered at Kyoko who was listening to the teacher attentively.

I like Kyoko-chan.

I like Kyoko-chan.

I like Kyoko-chan.

Brown eyes narrowed, his lips forming a thin line as Tsuna stared hardly at his book.

I like...Kyoko-chan.

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The school bell rang, signalling the end of school for the day. In the end, he could not figure out why he was remembering weird memories, and he still could not understand how to solve the equations. In short, he was simply wasting his time. Tsuna packed up his belongings and let out another defeated sigh.

"Tsuna-kun," Kyoko called out to him. "I am meeting Hana in the evening, so I have to leave first. Sorry for not able to walk home with you," She said with an apologetic look. His heart sank instantly, and he almost revealed his feelings. Tsuna shook his head immediately.

"No, no! Please go then, Kyoko-chan!"

"I see you tomorrow then, Tsuna-kun!" Kyoko bid farewell to him and ran out of the classroom. After seeing her shadow disappearing down the corridor, his hand gradually stopped waving. His smile slowly faltered, and Tsuna let out another soft sigh. He took his bag and walked out of the classroom, moving by his own slow pace as he proceeded out of the university to go home.

The brunette walked out of the campus, stepping into the open as he went around the long paths surrounding the large garden in front of the school. Even though lessons were over, there were still students staying back to do their projects together, or simply to revise their work. He could hear faint laughters in the background, and he was slightly envious of them who had their friends for accompaniment.

Tsuna stopped in his footsteps, looking up to gaze at the trees rustling together with the wind. The glaring sunlight was shining through the gaps of the tree canopy, blinding his eyes slightly. He then looked ahead, and as he was about to walk, his eyes slowly widened at the familiar blonde coming out of the campus, chatting amiably with his friends around him. Tsuna just stood there in silence, watching that pair of cerulean eyes from afar which never failed to draw his attention towards him.

"My name is Giotto. Nice to meet you, Tsunayoshi."

He could not erase away that soft and melodious voice echoing loudly in his head. It was the first time that someone spoke to him first, and in a very nice and friendly way. Normally no one would even care whether he existed, but this person was different. He was a very kind senior who took noticed of him instantly. He did not laugh at him even when his previous high school classmates made fun out of him.

As the brunette continued to stare at him from a distance, he wished that, even if he was an insignificant person in this world, he wanted this person to notice him. Even if everyone ignored him, he wished that...surrounded by people, Giotto would still be able to see him.

Brown eyes widened in slight astonishment as he realised what he was thinking. Tsuna couldn't help but let out a soft, bitter laugh as he stared at that group which was walking further from his current position.

"Really, what am I thinking..." He muttered softly.

Suddenly, the blonde stopped walking. Tsuna just stared in slight disbelief as Giotto slowly turned to his direction. Their eyes met, and the brunette froze in place, his eyes widening in shock. He swallowed, his hand reaching up to that particular spot at his chest―where his heart was throbbing wildly as that pair of cerulean eyes pierced through his entire being. It felt excruciating, as though the blonde was seeing through him entirely, and this frightened him.

"Tsunayoshi?"

Tsuna turned and ran. He did not stop until he reached the door of his house. The brunette stopped running, panting heavily as he was catching his breath. He slowly opened the door and went inside, walking up the stairs to his room without greeting his mother who was in the kitchen. After tossing his bag on the floor, he threw himself on the bed, snuggling into the warm covers as memories of what happened earlier flashed in his head.

He hadn't expected Giotto to turn around at the last moment. He did not even think of that possibility at all. After all, they were only acquaintances―or just strangers who happened to bump into each other in coincidence. He was rather shocked―except his friends, no one had ever cared about his existence. He had always wanted someone to look back at him just once, such that he could feel that he was wanted. Even though he was used to this loneliness, he wished that someone would really remember him.

What a nice name for you.

He remembered that soft and radiant smile which warmed his body entirely. Tsuna breathed softly as his hand gripped his loosened shirt of his uniform. That barrier which he had set up for himself was slowly crumbling, and he found himself not able to reject this person.

"Tsu-kun?" There was a knock on the door, before his mother came in with a worried look on her face. Tsuna took a deep breath, his lips forming a small smile as he sat up.

"What is it, Mother?"

"I was calling you just now but you just rushed upstairs without a word. Is there anything which bothers you lately? I have noticed that you are not as cheerful as before," Nana said, touching his forehead to check whether he might have a fever. The brunette shrugged off her hand lightly and shook his head.

"I'm alright, Mother."

His mother just stared at him in silence for a moment, before she blinked in slight puzzlement, looking elsewhere with a frown.

"Is it? Then I'm glad that nothing bad has happened!"

"Mother, is the house this quiet most of the time?"

She blinked, staring at him in slight astonishment. His eyes slowly widened in realisation at what he was saying, and he wondered why he asked such a question all of a sudden. After all, wasn't it not surprising that there were only him and his mother living here since his father was out most of the time? Was he expecting more people to be in this house? Tsuna hissed slightly, touching his forehead which started to hurt.

"Tsu-kun? Are you really okay?" His mother asked in concern. Tsuna got off his bed and grabbed his sling bag, walking out of his room.

"I'm alright, Mother! I'm going out for a while!" He rushed down the stairs and opened the main door, stepping out into the open. Now, he was clearly confused and he needed to do something to distract himself. Of course, there was no way he could distract himself with school work, so it would be the best to walk around the neighbourhood to calm himself down for now.

He turned around the corner, walking along the empty street. Frankly, he did not know where he was going. His thoughts were messed up, and he was getting flustered for no reason. His heart was fluctuating in irregular beats, as though it was warning him that something bad was about to happen very soon. Tsuna shook his head, throwing those scary thoughts off his head. He stopped at a junction and sighed, deciding that he should just head back home since he had nothing to do outside as well.

As he was about to move, a gunshot rang in the air, stopping him in place. The brunette froze, seeing someone in black sprinting out of junction in front of him, holding a gun in his hand. The person turned, noticing him instantly. Brown eyes slowly widened in shock as he pointed his gun at his direction. He wanted to run, but realised that his legs were shaking so violently that they wouldn't budge no matter how he screamed at them to move. He could not tear away from the stranger as he heard the click from the trigger.

Are you that stupid, dame Tsuna? What would you do in this kind of situation?

"Am I going to die here...?"

"Tsunayoshi!"

An arm reached out and pulled him away at the last moment. Tsuna gasped out in pain as he crashed onto the ground with someone on top of him, knocking on his head. He grimaced, breathing heavily as he slowly opened his eyes, seeing a darkened figure in his blurred vision. He let out several hoarse coughs, trying to reach out to the person in front of him, but stopped when he felt something warm caressing his face gently.

"I'm glad that you are alright, Tsunayoshi."

His vision slowly cleared, and he could only stare in shock at Giotto who was right in front of him, wearing a black suit and metal gloves on both of his hands.

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A/N: Hi everyone! I'm sorry for this very late update! I was thinking through on how this story is going to progress, and I need some time since I have work and I have other stories to write as well. I have decided that some things need to be changed. As the new summary tells you, this story will have time travel, with Tsuna going to an unknown parallel universe which has Giotto in it. I will not explain how Tsuna got sent to that future, how many years he crossed and why he was sent to that future―all of these will be revealed as the story progresses. I have also decided to remove 4YL from the summary as the time which Tsuna has crossed over to the parallel universe is currently unknown, but his current age will be around 19 years old (In his present time and future time, his age remains the same). It will still be semi-AU, with little spoilers on the way.

Title has also been changed as well!

Secondly, I wasn't sure whether there is really a Namimori town in Japan (current world and not the manga), so I just assumed that Shinjuku is far away from the Namimori that Tsuna is currently living in this story. If there is something that needs to be corrected for this, please tell me!

Thanks for reading, and please review! Correct me if there are any grammatical or vocabulary mistakes! :)

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