Aaaand here is the next chapter! I hope to take a more serious and paced take on the matter now, starting with Tsuna's childhood.

Please give me feedback and ideas, I wish to flesh out as many areas as I can.

KHR does not belong to me but to Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

Back before then, back when everything was innocent, happy and fun and Tsuna didn't have to worry about the dangers and the harshness of the world, Tsuna was happy.

If you asked anyone, they would have described Tsuna as a small and cute little boy who was a bundle of joy and a natural leader. Despite the lack of a father in Tsuna's life (Even though he was vaguely aware he even had one) Tsuna was content with his wonderful mother. The old people found him a charming young boy who was surprisingly well mannered for a six year old child. The other kids found him cool and babbled about him to their parents.

Even someone as cold as Hana Kurokawa would admit to liking the fluffy haired child. He had a certain charisma about him that he used unconsciously to pull people towards him. Later they would realize it was his sky attraction, though some would speculate that his personality and kind nature also helped that, after all they had never seen a sky so captivating like Tsuna.

This came to a stumbling halt however when his father came over from work, and brought his boss along with him. Nana was happy to have them and even more ecstatic to have Iemitsu home. Tsuna scrunched his nose when he saw how lovey dovey they got while the old men just looked amused and nostalgic for some reason. While Tsuna liked the old man, something told Tsuna that the man who insisted on being called grandpa was not as trustworthy as he looked. Not even the eye stabbing flower shirts had ceased the discomfort in Tsuna's stomach.

Not liking the stressful feelings that were making his tummy feel weird, Tsuna went out to play. However, after climbing a tree, Tsuna's memory seemed to halt as he woke up feeling oddly cold and empty, as if something had been snatched away from him. His mum was there, fussing over him and with an odd glint in her eye that didn't go away until the old men and his father left. She held Tsuna against her chest as he explained to her how cold and empty he felt.

The next morning, everyone was horrified with what happened to Tsuna. Some of them could feel it, an empty wrongness within them whenever he got near. Tsuna didn't smile, he seemed deflated and almost drained. People tried to cheer him up, the teachers looked at him concerned as he slumped in class and didn't do as well on a test or tripped slightly when playing a game. His heart just didn't seem to be in it anymore.

Some people tried to bully him, though they were stopped by certain individuals who genuinely liked Tsuna. For some it was just because they liked to beat down the weaker people and found pleasure through it, others didn't really understand why they did it. One of the consequences of being a sky was that people who weren't aware of flames but had them would often try to bully the sky, attempting to prove themselves in all the wrong ways.

Eventually the the adults noticed and neighbours began checking on Nana and Tsuna and passed on the word of what happened.

What on earth had happened to their sweet little bundle of joy.

Tsuna carefully moulded the sand in his hands, one of the few things he could still do without messing up lately. It made him feel a little less useless and a little more light than he had been feeling lately. One of his closest friends, Haru, had gone off to find flowers to put into their special little castle. They wanted it to be different so they decided it could be a flower castle.

Haru was close enough that he could see her but still a fair amount away so Tsuna only glanced at her every now and then. He'd been getting rather paranoid lately, he felt as though a certain awareness was taken away from him, something that protected him. His body felt wrong, it felt constricted and gross and Tsuna didn't like it. Hana had speculated that the old man did something to him. He didn't like to point fingers but there was no other explanation. He felt as though his trust was betrayed. It was a harsh blow to someone like Tsuna and he suddenly viewed the world a little differently.

He was broke out of his depressing thoughts though when he heard his friends signature 'hahi!' come out in an alarmed and fearful voice. Tsuna's eyes snapped to the source of his friends terror and felt his world freeze. A man in a black suit and a foreign tongue held his friend by the front of her pink dress with a black metal gun in his calloused and greasy hands. The smell of smoke broke through the summers haze and Tsuna flinched when a nearby bug was swallowed by a spider.

That was right. This happened all the time didn't it. It was to kill or be killed. The same went for the cat who caught the pigeon, the bully who beat up the child and the thug who shot the man one summers morning. But not this time.

What happened was a blur to him, all he remembered was the feeling of a fierce warmth that he thought he lost a while ago and the need to protect what was his.

The man lay on the floor, flesh burning and letting out a groan of agony as Haru sat up on her hands from where she was sprawled on the floor, her brown hair sticking out and her dress stained at the edges. Tsuna turns around, his orange eyes glowing with a determination only seen on the faces of heroes and war veterans, a flickering flame of passion dancing on his forehead.

After all, one does not simply bury the dying will of a boy willing to do anything to protect what belongs to him.

This, they will say for years to come, was the trigger for it all.

This was the awakening of Sawada Tsunayoshi.

How was this?
The chapters I currently have aren't as long as the ones I usually do but I like them like this. They will probably get longer but I believe they will occasionally vary in length.

Tell me what you think, I based this scene a little bit off the scene in Attack on Titan where Mikasa snaps.