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The Ghost of a Past Love
Chapter 2- This is our Story (Part 1)
"Okay so you substitute the F(x) with this formula." The teacher said as he pointed at the board. "As you know F(x) is also considered to be…"
Tsuna stared at the board with a bored look on his face. He never really liked math so he really never bothered to understand it. Beside him, Yamamoto was grinning with no worry as he answered the problem with guesses.
He seems to be really enjoying himself. Giotto said with a chuckle.
"Yeah, he does." Tsuna said in an undertone.
Tsunayoshi, why don't you take math seriously as well? Giotto asked the brunet who just sighed.
"I hate math especially trigonometry." Tsuna said looking at the problem on the board.
"I'm sorry? What was that Sawada?" Came a loud voice. Tsuna yelped when he looked up and his eyes met the angry eyes of their trigonometry teacher.
"I-I uhm…" Tsuna began nervously.
"What did you say about trigonometry?" The teacher asked his eyes flashing angrily at the brunet.
"N-nothing?" Tsuna squeaked. The teacher 'hmphed'.
"Well then if you're so smart that you would back talk the most important subject in this world, then I suggest you answer the equation on the board or risk failing this semester." The teacher said as he threw the chalk at Tsuna's hand. Tsuna caught it clumsily as he stood up.
"You can do it Tsuna!" Yamamoto whispered to the brunet. Tsuna blushed as he heard this but he nodded firmly as he walked to the board.
F(x) = 4/x-1
Given: f (x-1) – f(x)
Tsuna gulped as he began to panic in his mind.
HIIIIIIIII! I don't know how to solve this! Tsuna thought with horror.
You can't look bad in front of Yamamoto. Giotto said whispering in the brunet's ear.
"But-!" Tsuna began.
"What's wrong Sawada?" Came the voice of the teacher. "Can't answer the equation?"
Tsuna gulped not knowing what to say. Giotto sighed as he placed a hand on Tsuna's shoulder. The brunet's eyes went blank when he felt the familiar numbing sensation on his mind.
"All right. Here it goes." Giotto in Tsuna's body said as he started to solve the equation.
In his mind, Tsuna watched in awe as Giotto slowly but easily solved the equation on the board. After he wrote down the solution, applause was heard from his classmates. Giotto turned around to face everyone, a brilliant smile lighting up his face. However, Giotto's eyes had sought only one person in the room…
"Way to go Tsuna!" Yamamoto said as he waved at the brunet. Giotto waved back. Tsuna looked at everything through his body's eyes. Everyone was eagerly cheering Giotto. Giotto not him.
Tsuna looked at Yamamoto who was grinning at his direction and he felt his heart plummet down to his stomach.
He's not really looking at me… None of them are… Tsuna thought sadly as he buried his face into his hands. They're all looking at Giotto-san.
Tsuna looked up a sad smile on his face as he felt tears form at the corners of his eyes.
How ironic, even as a ghost… Giotto-san is living a much better life than me. Tsuna thought.
"I can't believe the teacher gave us a huge pile of homework just because you got the equation right." Yamamoto said frowning. "He has no sportsmanship at all."
Tsuna laughed uncertainly at what Yamamoto said. "Well it can't be helped. Teachers don't like losing to their students."
The two of them laughed together at what the brunet said. But in his mind, Tsuna frowned. He only said it because he knew that was what Giotto would say. At the corners of his eyes he could see Giotto give him an approving smile.
"I bet our classmates hate me now." Tsuna said smiling sadly. Yamamoto looked at the brunet at the corner of his eyes.
"I'm sure that's not true." Yamamoto said looking at the brunet earnestly. Tsuna blushed.
"How do you know?" Tsuna asked as he looked away. Yamamoto placed an arm around Tsuna and grinned.
"Because, no one can ever hate you Tsuna!" Yamamoto said leaning against the brunet. "Well, at least I never will!"
Tsuna's face became an explosion of red at what Yamamoto said. "U-uhm, thanks… I guess" Tsuna said as his eyes were covered by his bangs.
"Hahaha! No problem!" Yamamoto said with a smile. Giotto walked beside them as he looked at Tsuna's expression. He had a calculating look in his eyes as he watched the two.
"So, where in Namimori do you live?" Yamamoto asked as he and Tsuna walked home. "I didn't see any house for sale unless you live in an apartment?"
The brunet looked at Yamamoto as he answered. "Well, the house I'm living in has actually been here a long time. It was my parents' dream house. We were planning to move to Namimori several years ago but mom died and everything was cancelled."
"I see. Sorry about that." Yamamoto said looking remorsefully at Tsuna. The brunet noticed this and he waved the expression off.
"It's fine. It's been years anyway." Tsuna said.
"Okay." Yamamoto said. "So did someone maintain the house while you were all in Italy?"
Tsuna smiled. "Yeah, dad paid someone to clean up the house at least once every two weeks."
"Oh, I see." Yamamoto said. The two of them walked in a companionable silence.
"Well here we are." Tsuna said as he stopped in front of a modest two-story house.
"Wow. And you live here by yourself?" Yamamoto asked as he looked at the house.
"Yeah." Tsuna said as he placed a hand on the gate and opened it. "You can come in if you want."
"Really?" Yamamoto asked with a grin. Tsuna looked away afraid that he might stutter again.
"Sure, why not?" He said as he approached the door and opened it with his key.
"Sorry for intruding." Yamamoto said as he entered. He looked around the house with interest. "Doesn't it feel lonely being here all by yourself?"
Tsuna looked at Giotto who had casually sat himself on the couch and sweat dropped. "Nope not really."
"Hm? Why? Do you live together with someone?" Yamamoto asked.
"More or less." Tsuna said eyeing the ghost who was innocently lazing on the sofa. He placed his bag on the couch just where Giotto was sitting. "Do you want some juice Yamamoto?"
"Sure that sounds great." Yamamoto said to Tsuna as he sat down across Tsuna's bag. Giotto immediately stood up and sat down next to Yamamoto.
The baseball idol shivered. "It's a bit cold in here, don't you think Tsuna?"
Tsuna looked out of the kitchen and saw Giotto next to Yamamoto. He hurriedly made an excuse. "I must've left the air conditioning on." Tsuna said as he hurriedly finished the juice.
"I see." Yamamoto said buying the excuse. Tsuna approached the black-haired with 2 juices in his hands. He placed them in front of Yamamoto and when he caught sight of Giotto he couldn't help but sigh.
This was going to be a long day.
Tsuna waved at Yamamoto as he slowly closed the door. The brunet couldn't help but slump against said door as he slid down towards the floor.
That was fun. Giotto said as he smiled at the brunet. Tsuna nodded numbly as he gathered himself up and got ready to take a bath.
Would you like me to join you? Giotto said in a joking manner. Tsuna blushed.
"Giotto-san, you know you can't do that!" Tsuna said frowning. "Every time you try the water turns as cold as ice!" Tsuna protested.
I was just joking. Giotto said laughing at the teen. Go ahead and take a bath. I'll wait here.
Tsuna nodded as he climbed the stairs. Giotto looked at the brunet before he sighed. He never changes.
How Giotto and Tsuna FIRST MET
Giotto Vongola was the first Vongola boss. He was the one who founded Vongola along with six other people. Together, they formed the strongest family alive. They defeated many strong families and pretty soon they were the most famous group of vigilantes in the entire world.
However, that all happened 400 years ago… Now….
This place is getting boring. Giotto said as he roamed the halls of the Vongola mansion. Now, the most powerful boss in the entire world was just a plain ghost haunting the hallways.
Giotto passed by the portraits of his descendants and stared at each and every one of them. The biggest portrait of all was of course his. He stopped and stared at his portrait. There he was in the prime of his youth, X-gloves in both hands as it produced the purest flames of sky ever seen. He was wearing a black suit and a dark cloak decorated his shoulders as it billowed behind him.
Giotto couldn't help but sigh. After his reign as the first Vongola boss, the Vongola had spun off from its course of protection and had instead went to the path of corruption and power. Giotto continued to walk the halls as he stared at the portraits of the Vongola bosses. He stopped at the last portrait that had no picture. It had a name plate that said 'Decimo'.
I wonder what type of person will he be this time? Giotto thought as he placed a hand on the portrait. But then he was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the sound of a car door being opened. The first Vongola boss immediately went to the windows as he saw a dark car in front of the mansion. When the door was opened by one of the current guardians of the Vongola, a young boy by the age of 5 stepped out.
The boy had a messy mop of brown hair and he was wearing a dark upper suit and dark black shorts.
Hm? What's a child doing here? Giotto thought. As he thought that, a couple of maids suddenly passed by behind him.
"Hey have you heard? The Nono's grandchild is coming to live here!" One maid said excitedly to the other.
"Eh? The Nono has a grandchild?" The other said surprised.
"Yes! I heard he is the last descendant of the Vongola lineage!" The maid replied. The two chatted amongst themselves as they continued walking.
Ah, such a helpful service as always. Giotto said as he smiled. Chattering maids are really useful when you need information. As he said that, Giotto turned back to look at the child who was outside.
The child seemed to be looking around fearfully. Giotto couldn't blame him, being surrounded by big men in black suits were especially uncomfortable. But then Giotto's eyes widened when the child's eyes looked at the window where he was looking out of.
There was no doubt that the child was looking at him. Said child blinked at him in shock before he turned away.
H-He can see me? Giotto thought as he processed the information. But no one has been able to see me for the past 400 years! Not even the bosses of the Vongola family!
Immediately, Giotto walked towards the halls in a hurry. He wanted to see the child up close himself.
Sawada Tsunayoshi, son of Sawada Nana and Iemitsu walked towards large double-oaked doors as it opened wide. The small child couldn't help but shiver in fear at the thought that he would be living in this big scary mansion with a couple of strangers.
"Mama… Papa…" The young Tsuna prayed fearfully as tears formed at the corner of his eyes. The guardians who were escorting him exchanged unsure looks. They didn't know how to deal with a crying child.
They placed comforting hands on Tsuna's small shoulder as the brunet sniffled.
"Tsunayoshi-kun." The lightning guardian said softly at the child. "Its fine, we won't hurt you. We're just taking you to see your grandpa." Behind the lightning guardian, the sun guardian chuckled at the word 'grandpa'.
"Grandpa?" Tsuna said his eyes looking up tearfully.
"That's right Tsunayoshi-kun, grandpa." At the sound of that voice all of the guardians immediately straightened up. Timoteo Vongola walked down the stairs slowly. Immediately his rain guardian and storm guardian rushed up to help.
"I'm fine." Timoteo said as he was finally down. He smiled warmly at Tsuna as he approached him. "My name is Timoteo Vongola Tsunayoshi-kun. But please call me grandpa."
"Grandpa!" Tsuna said as he ran to Timoteo who extended his arms. He cried into Timoteo's suit. "G-grandpa! D-does papa hate m-me? I-Is that w-why he l-left me here?"
"Shh… That's not true Tsunayoshi-kun. Iemitsu doesn't hate you. He just need time to get over what happened that's all." Timoteo said as he caressed Tsuna's brown locks. "He doesn't want you to see him grieving at the moment, that's why…"
Meanwhile… Giotto finally appeared at the main hall. He was observing the scene with interested eyes.
So that's the future Vongola Decimo? Giotto said as he looked at the boy. He seems to be an ordinary kid.
Timoteo lifted Tsuna up as the boy continued to cry into his suit. "I'll take Tsunayoshi-kun up to his room. Please tell the maids to bring his luggage up."
"Hai." The guardians said as they all left. Giotto walked out of his hiding place and followed Timoteo up to Tsuna's room. The brunet took that time to look up and what he saw made his eyes widen.
It was the stranger looking at him through the window earlier!
Giotto saw his reflection upon the brown-haired boy's eyes. He really can see me.
Tsuna went pale as he saw Giotto behind him and Timoteo. Giotto smiled at the kid gently but Tsuna was too scared to smile back. He buried his face into Timoteo's shoulder, hoping that the apparition would be gone when he next looks up.
"Is there something wrong Tsunayoshi-kun?" Timoteo asked when he felt the small child bury his face onto his shoulder. Tsuna didn't answer.
Hey come on. Don't be scared of me. Giotto said in encouragement. He sighed when Tsuna didn't answer. I'm not a bad person… er- I mean ghost. He added as he whispered to the child. Tsuna shivered at the coldness.
Giotto sighed again as he thought. This is going to take a long time.
Tsuna sat alone in his big bedroom his eyes looking at the windows, a lonely look in his eyes.
Hey there Tsunayoshi. Giotto greeted as he glided into the room. Tsuna flinched, still not used to how the old boss did that. It had been weeks since he first moved here and he has more or less become friends with the ghost called Giotto.
Why don't you play outside today Tsunayoshi? Giotto said to the five year old who was wrapped around in his blankets.
"I can't. There's no one to play with." Tsuna said hugging his legs closer.
What about the maids? Giotto asked the small boy.
"They said they can't play with the boss' grandchild." Tsuna mumbled. "They said that it's a disgrace for the boss' grandchild to play with the servitudes."
Giotto sighs. Why don't you play with Xanxus then?
Tsuna flinched and his face paled. "N-no thanks. Xanxus-san hates me as well."
No one hates you Tsunayoshi. Giotto said as he neared the brunet and patted his head. Tsuna flinched at the cold contact. Giotto retracted his hand with a slightly hurt look.
"Why don't you play with me?" Came a small voice. Giotto's eyes widened as he stared at the kid. Tsuna was looking at the window a slight blush on his face.
He smiled softly. I can't. I'm not allowed to go out of the mansion. Tsuna looked up in confusion.
"Why?" He asked. Giotto smiled.
My soul is trapped in an object here in the mansion. Giotto explained. Without that object I can't go out.
Tsuna tilted his head in confusion not being able to understand. Giotto smiled; he was just a five-year old after all.
It's nothing. Giotto said as placed a finger on Tsuna's nose. Tsuna sneezed. Giotto laughed. Sorry about that.
Tsuna rubbed his nose, irritated but then his expression went back to being melancholic. "If only nii-san was here."
Giotto frowned. You're talking about that servant boy who plays with you aren't you?
Tsuna's face instantly brightened. "Yeah! He's so nice and cool! He told me a lot of good stuff too!"
Tsunayoshi, I don't think you should get yourself involved with him. Giotto said. Tsuna pouted.
"Why?" He asks Giotto.
I just have a bad feeling about him. Giotto said. He shouldn't be trusted.
"I don't care what you've got to say ghost-san!" Tsuna said sticking out his tongue. "He is my only friend!" And with that said he lied down and covered himself with his blankets.
Giotto looked down at the boy tiredly. You'll learn soon enough that trust can't just be bestowed to just anyone Tsunayoshi. As he said that, Giotto took out a golden pocket watch and opened it.
Neh, Daemon? Giotto thought with a frown…
"Ghost-san." A six-year old Tsuna greeted as he entered the Vongola main library.
Ah, Tsunayoshi, what a surprise. Giotto said as he stood up from the chair he was sitting on. For you to personally to seek me out... is there something you need?
"I was- I just wanted to ask why you're a ghost." The small brunet said as he sat down on the floor in front of Giotto. The older blond chuckled as he sat down on the floor in front of Tsuna.
Why do you want to know? Giotto asked.
"Well, nii-san…" Giotto flinched at the word. "… told me that ghosts are the souls of people that can't move on. He said you're a mani-manife-… uhm, I don't know the word."
Giotto chuckled. Manifestation?
"That's it! You're a manefi- itte!" Tsuna said as he bit his tongue on the word.
I get it. I'm a manifestation of regret. Is that right? Giotto said smiling. Tsuna nodded at the first Vongola. And? So what if I am?
"Well, I wanted to know why you're…" Tsuna blushed. "You know… still here? I mean you're 40 now right?"
Giotto laughed. I'm not 40 Tsunayoshi, I'm 400 years old now.
"Four-hundred?" Tsuna said his eyes widening. "That's a long… long… long time!"
Giotto flinched at that. Well, yeah it is.
"Then if you've been here for 400 years then why are you still not moving on?" Tsuna asked. "Isn't it boring being in the same place for 400 years?"
Yeah it is. Giotto said with a strained smile. You have no idea how boring…
"Then why…?" Tsuna began. Giotto stood up alerting the brunet as he also stood up.
Giotto walked to the bookshelves and he motioned Tsuna to follow. The small brunet did so and Giotto pointed at a certain book that had no title whatsoever.
The small boy looked at it. It was so high up. He looked at Giotto who nodded at him. With a determined face (which Giotto found cute especially since the brunet's cheeks were puffed up) Tsuna ran to the other side of the room to get a stool and drag it to the bookshelf.
Tsuna placed it in the perfect position and climbed up. He reached out his tiny arms and he felt the shelf as he took the book. The young decimo stumbled a bit as he finally got the book out. He then climbed down the stool carefully. The whole time Giotto was clutching his heart in shock. He was expecting the boy to call for a servant! Not get the book himself!
Tsuna sat down on the floor, satisfied as he spread out the old book. His eyes furrowed in concentration when he saw that it was full of old handwritten Italian words.
It's my journal. Giotto said as he sat beside Tsuna who shivered. It contains all of my memories. All of my regrets and all of my disappointments… But it also contains my happiness and hope.
Tsuna looked at the small book wishing he could read it. "Doesn't it have a picture or something?" He asked whining a bit. Giotto laughed a bit as he told Tsuna to flip the pages more. Tsuna did what the Vongola said and after a few minutes of flipping, a picture fell to the floor.
The brunet put down the book and picked up the picture. It was a very old black-and-white picture of seven people. The little brunet immediately recognized Giotto in the middle. The blonde was smiling at the old camera as he was surrounded by the most bizarre people he had ever seen.
To the young Tsuna it looked like they came from a Halloween party especially since they all had different styles of clothes. And not to mention they all looked scary, well except one.
The brunet traced a finger at one specific person. Giotto noticed this and he leaned in against Tsuna to look at the person Tsuna was pointing at. His eyes softened considerably.
That's Asari Ugetsu. Giotto said to the brunet. Tsuna looked at the First and he could see the soft look in his eyes.
"Is it because of him that you can't move on?" Tsuna asked cutely. Giotto blinked before a blush spread across his face.
I-I uhm… Giotto began as he scratched his cheek.
"Do you want to meet him?" Tsuna asked. Giotto looked at Tsuna's brown eyes and nodded.
So much… Giotto said tiredly.
"Why? Did something happen the last time you met?" Tsuna asked. Giotto's eye hardened as he placed a hand on Tsuna's head.
It's not the right time for you to know. Giotto said kindly. For now, you should get to bed. It's late.
Recognizing dismissal Tsuna nodded as he was led out of the library by Giotto.
Tsuna was 7 years old already, when Giotto was walking through the dark halls. Three years had passed since the brunet had first come to the mansion. And even though those three years have passed, the brunet still hasn't made any friends.
Giotto stopped and looked out of the window into the dark night. Instead, he hangs out with that irritating servant boy. Giotto thought with a frown. He had had a bad feeling regarding the boy ever since they first met. And Giotto was a man that followed his instincts.
But then suddenly the young man was alerted by a loud noise.
"SHHH! Don't make any noise!" Came a familiar voice. Giotto's eyes narrowed when he heard muffled screams and sniffles. He immediately ran to the source of the noise.
The First Vongola's sky blue eyes widened when he saw what was happening. The now 7-year-old Tsuna was tied and bundled up in a blanket. His mouth was taped closed with a masking tape. And the one who had held him captive was none other than…
The servant boy! Giotto thought angrily. He wanted to step up there and punch the boy senseless but as ghost he couldn't do much. But that didn't stop him from trying though.
Tsuna's eyes widened when he saw Giotto step up and try to punch his 'nii-san' however of course, with Giotto being a ghost it had no effect. Tsuna could've have laughed if the situation wasn't so serious.
"Kuh, it's getting so damn cold." The kidnapper said as he opened the window. He took out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Boss, I've got the kid."
"Good." Came a gruff voice at the other end.
Tears continuously poured down Tsuna's face as he tried to struggle to break free.
"Now, now Tsunayoshi-kun." Came the sweet voice of the kidnapper. "You know it's not nice to struggle against your nii-san."
Tsuna's eyes widened as he tried to struggle even more. Giotto could only look at the situation helplessly. The ninth was out and only the guardians were left in the mansion. However, that had to be enough.
I'll go get some help! He shouted at Tsuna before he ran through the wall his instincts shouting in his head.
The first room he came into was the cloud guardian's room. Giotto stood over the cloud guardian with a heavy stare. All cloud guardians were independent and had a very high sixth sense. He once stared at Alaude for too long as he slept and the next thing he knew it, he was in hand cuffs.
Sure enough, the 9th generation cloud guardian's eyes opened as he looked around. He frowned and glared when he saw that no one was there. Giotto went to the door and he managed to manipulate the ghost air around him to open the door. Of course, sensing something the cloud guardian immediately got up and went through the door.
Giotto ran towards the next room with no time to spare. He barged into the storm guardian's room. He placed a hand on the most hot-headed guardian who awakened instantly.
"Kuh, who left the air conditioning on." The storm guardian said intent on not sleeping unless he found the perpetrator. Giotto sighed. He remembered putting his hand on a bucket of ice once and afterwards he placed his cold-hand on G.'s forehead wanting to show the storm guardian that he should cool off…. But of course that was a stupid thing to do because G. then began chasing him around with the bow he gave him.
Giotto ran to the next room. This time it was the rain guardian's room. Giotto's eyes softened as he leaned in and whispered at the guardian's ear.
Tsunayoshi is being kidnapped. Giotto said. At those words, Nono's rain guardian's eyes snapped wide open as he immediately got off of bed and rushed off. Giotto watched all this with sad eyes.
He remembered when Daemon and G. decided to play a trick on Asari while he was sleeping. At first they placed cream on his hand and tickled his nose. But Asari scratched his nose with his left hand which made the plan totally fail since they put the cream on the right hand. Oh and they were also out of cream.
Next, they tried to scare Asari awake but the swordsman would not wake up no matter how many scary illusions Daemon made. In the end, it made Lampo cry instead.
Lastly, they leaned in and whispered 'Giotto has been kidnapped' in Asari's ear as he slept. Of course, this got the rain guardian's attention as he immediately stood up. He reached out for his swords but in the process he sent the cream on his hand flying directly at G.'s face. He could still remember the scary look Asari had on his face as he placed a sword on Daemon's throat as he asked where Giotto was.
The rain guardian stayed in the frenzy for a while before Giotto finally came out calming him down. And that's when his guardians learned never to mess with Asari when he was sleeping ever again.
Giotto rushed immediately to the door as he remembered Tsuna. He passed through the walls in a hurry before he finally arrived at the scene.
All three guardians were there standing over the kidnapper with shocked faces. Tsuna meanwhile was crying his heart out as he stood in front of them. The kidnapper had been shot and a stun gun was near his body. But by who-?
"H-He…" Tsuna sniffled as tears continuously poured down his face. "I-I…-" Tsuna hiccupped and the rain guardian immediately rushed to Tsuna's side and lifted him up as the young Decimo cried on his shoulders.
"From what it looks, it seems like Tsunayoshi managed to get himself free from the ropes. The kidnapper panicked and tried to recapture him by using a stun gun but then his informants outside saw that we were awake." The cloud guardian said as he analyzed the situation. "They panicked and shot the kidnapper from outside just as he had his back turned. They wanted to make sure that no one would spill the beans on them."
"Are you hurt Decimo?" The storm guardian asked Tsuna. Tsuna cried harder but the storm guardian was able to see the bleeding of the boy's hand. "That must've been cause by the stun gun." He said hissing.
"But the question is, how did Tsuna get out of the ropes?" The rain guardian asked looking at the masking tape and thick ropes seriously.
All three guardians exchanged looks as the cloud guardian picked up the stun gun. "This stun gun could kill any seven-year-old easily too." He said.
Tsuna cried harder on the rain guardian's shoulders as said guardian patted his back in comfort. Giotto was watching the whole scene with wide eyes. Those criminals shot the servant boy while he had his back turned? And in front of a seven-year-old no less? The first Vongola boss gritted his teeth. Tsuna could have been traumatized!
But then Giotto's thoughts were interrupted when he heard murmurs behind him.
"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah, that kid he is…"
"…a monster."
Giotto flinched at the word and he glared at the hired help with malice. The said hired helps felt the temperature drop and the hair at the back of their necks stood up. They immediately scattered back to their rooms. Giotto gave them one final glare before he turned back to look at Tsuna.
Giotto's heart dropped when he saw that the boy heard what was said. It was clear from the way the boy had stopped crying, and from the way his brown eyes had widened as tears still slid down his cheeks.
Giotto couldn't help but curse under his breath. Talk about bad timing.
"Let's get you back to bed." The rain guardian said as he shifted Tsuna bit in his arms. Tsuna closed his eyes and buried his face on the guardian's chest.
The storm guardian patted Tsuna's head as he asked, "Do you want a drink of water or something." Tsuna shook his head. The cloud guardian sighed while the storm guardian frowned.
Giotto watched the three leave as he also followed, worried for Tsuna's sake.
A/N: That's part one of Chapter 2 This is our story! Anyway please don't forget to view my incomplete blog and please also tell your friends to view it because I need like 200 hits! T-T I'd love you guys forever if you view it! Literally! Until the next chapter then! 8027 forever!