Hello readers! I thank you for checking out the second chapter. I hope the story is to your liking, but it doesn't seem like it pleased many people. Oh well, if even one person likes this story, I shall continue with writing. That's the least I can do.

I want to thank .Ebil and AOMINE'S DIM DICK for following, and AOMINE'S DIM DICK for reviewing the story.

AOMINE'S DIM DICK, really, thank you for being my first review. And it really touches me that you liked my story senpai, and don't worry. There is some sword swallowing planned, and of course some buggery under the sheets. And yeah, when I wrote Ginto, I felt like that would be something he would do.

- Ann

Summary: Tsuna has been feeling lonely and depressed for a long time now, but Byakuran is determined to change that. But what happens if Tsuna will have to face a new threat, a threat more lethal than anyone realised. Usage of OC, OOC!Tsuna, Yaoi.

Warnings: Usage of OC, OOC! Characters, yaoi and future sex.

Rating: T(Although it will be upped when the more adult parts will come).

DISCLAIMER: (I forgot this in the first chapter), I DO NOT OWN KHR OR ANYTHING INVOLVED WITH IT. I ONLY OWN GINTO AND TOM.

Enjoy, and pleace review!

Tsuna

Rays of sunlight fell down on the face of the young boy, signalling that the night had ended and had made place for the morning. Tsuna frowned a couple of times before he lazily opened his eyes. It seems the sunlight had awoken him, and the boy cursed himself for not closing his curtains.

The boy yawned loudly as he noticed in what position he was, it seems he had practically jumped on his bed before he even covered himself with the covers of his bed. His legs were still lying on ground and only his upper body had the luck of reaching the bed.

He boy groaned as he tried to move his neck, sleeping in this position hadn't been the smartest thing to do. He tried moving his neck to the right, and after that to the left, but with no avail. The boy reminded himself to never sleep in that position ever again, although it wasn't as bad as falling asleep on his chair, or falling asleep on a suitcase while waiting at the airport.

He carefully tried to move himself up from the bed, trying to seat himself on the soft fabric of his bed. At least he could use his arms and legs, the boy thought. The boy wanted to let his head fall into the palm of his hands, but it hurts too much to even try to bend forward. So the boy settled on just rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

The boy took a look around his room, searching for his alarm clock. However, he couldn't help but feel a bit nostalgic about his room. He couldn't even remember how long he had been using this room, it might've been about all his life. The boy couldn't help but to remember all the fond memories he had made here, and sad smile painted across his face.

Before childhood nostalgia could swallow him completely, he had already found the small clock underneath a pile of homework and papers, just like the rest of the room. He knew he really needed to clean his room, but he just hadn't found anytime to do it yet. If Reborn would see it as it was now, he was sure the small man would try to kill him. The clock read 6.23 AM and the boy couldn't help but sigh. It was too early to leave for school, but it was already too late to try and fall asleep again. Tsuna had thought of something different to do.

Tsuna - slightly later in time

Tsuna held the flowers in his hands in a tight grip, but not right enough for the grip to ruin the flowers. It had a certain unexplainable gentleness to it, a gentleness the boy was known for. A gentleness the boy showed to friends and foes alike.

The boy slowly walked the pavement, heeding no attention to his grim surroundings, nor the greying sky. Just like the sky itself, his mind was also clouded. It was a grim sight in both of the cases, but that was something the boy had long accepted.

The boy kept walking and walking, the pavement changing into a path of small stones. Tsuna could hear his own footsteps from the grinding of his shoes and the small stones, it left a soft sound which sounded almost pleasing.

The boy suddenly stopped walking, and dropped on his knees. A sad smile smiled across his face as he looked at the words written on the stone standing in front of him. The stone seemed long abandoned, like it hadn't been visited in a long time.

Nana Sawada

A loving mother and wife

May she rest in piece

Even the words had started to fade, it had been impossible for the boy to make out the day. However, the day had been printed into the mind of the boy for the rest of his life. The day he cursed with his life, the day guilt has started to eat him alive. That cursed day, two years ago.

'Hey, mum, I brought you some flowers.'

The boy lowered his gaze, as he didn't want to meet the not excitant gaze of his long dead mother. He knew his mother wouldn't want him to feel guilty like this, but he couldn't help but feel so anyway. He hated it, he should've been the one to die. Not such an amazing person like his mother, she never deserved anything like that.

The boy shook the thoughts of his mind and carefully placed the flowers on the grave of his mother, his smile dropping as he continued to look down to his knees. The boy didn't know what he should do, so he remained in silence in front of his mother's grave.

'I- I'm sorry I haven't been visiting for a while.'

The boy said after a long while, his voice soft and nervous. He wasn't lying, he truly was sorry to dishonour his mother like this. He just couldn't find the time to visit her, nor the guts.

'I'm really sorry, I'm honestly sorry.'

The boy repeated as it were a chant, he felt a lump forming in his throat as he struggled to hold back his tears, maybe he was better off without an existence. His mother would've been alive that way, she would've been happy if that were the case!

'I- I have to go, I'll promise I'll come back again. I don't want to run like this anymore, you never deserved such a coward son like me mum. I'm sorry.'

The boy smiled a gentle smile as stood up, his mother deserved a smile. She always wanted him to smile, and the boy was happy to comply if that was his mother's wish. The boy was about to walk away, back to his duties before he whispered one last thing towards the grave.

'I'll clean up around here the next time I'll come.'

Tsuna – Around lunch

The boy quickly hurried up the long stairs of the school, trying not to trip or make any of the old stairs squeak. He quickly opened the old door, placing his hand on the wooden doorknob. Revealing a completely empty school roof, Tsuna's most favourite place to eat his lunch.

The sky had cleared up from the grey clouds that morning, and it made the boy slightly smile. Although he loved most weather types, a clear blue sky was the most beautiful one. It always seemed to ease his mood a bit.

He quickly sat down behind one of the school walls, and finally let his guard down, even for a bit. He sighed in content as he noticed his shadow guards haven't come along with him to the rooftop, but instead preferred to remain on the inside, standing guard by the door.

Tsuna slowly started on his lunch, devouring the taste of it completely. He had forgotten to make breakfast that morning, and as a mafia boss, he possibly couldn't afford to run late. So the decision had been obvious, no breakfast for the late.

The boy felt a slight pang as he opened his phone and found no new messages from his friends, only from business partners and other work related business. Gokudera had only left a very business strict related message on the mission in Italy, but there were no personal feelings attached in the slightest. The boy couldn't help but feel a bit lonely.

The boy knew he shouldn't demand so much attention from his friends, he didn't deserve it. But he couldn't help but crave for it anyway, the only contact he had nowadays with his friends was about the family. But even that had become less for the conflicts had died down. It was like he wasn't even needed by them anymore.

Tsuna knew he shouldn't dare to demand so much attention from people, he wasn't worthy of it. But he couldn't help but miss the fun times he had with his friends, the feelings of happiness they had gave him. He deserved no friends, he had already been spoiled rotten.

A\N: I hope it was to your liking, I really loved writing it! I honestly am glad I started writing again. To be honest, this chapter was supposed to have three times the length of this. So I'm afraid I was forced to chop it up into a smaller chapter. When I planned it out, I didn't realise I needed so much words to describe it, haha.

And I also have good news for the people who like this story: DAILY UPDATES! Well, that is, when I have time. I'm afraid I won't be able to update next Wednesday, because I have to go to this school barbeque, but I also have an introduction afternoon for next year with my new school. So my apologies in advance.

Well then, I hope you enjoyed and please review!

- Ann.