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"And because of you being loud," said Reborn, "We aren't going to Korea – we're going to Russia."

What?

"You have to fly farther now; that's your punishment, got that? And you can't drop dead in the middle of the sea either."

Tsuna sighed. Oh – and where's Leon?

"Ah, Leon? He's saving your life, dim-wit. He's being the decoy."

But I thought he could only change into things that are green…

"That's when he's conserving energy. When there's a real emergency, well, that's a different matter altogether."

What? He's going to be at my funeral?

"Yeah."

Tsuna fell silent. Reborn frowned.

"You're thinking of everyone you left behind, aren't you?"

I-I'm already dead to them, right?

"Depends on who you're dealing with. The stupider ones would believe it though."

Reborn, you've got to be kidding me.

"Ah, so now I'm not the only one who could read minds now, hm? Ah, now that there aren't any distractions around, I can actually get you to train properly now."

How can I train if I'm supposed to be dead?

"I have my sources, Tsuna. Now shut up and fly. You have over a hundred nautical miles to go."

What?

"Have you ever heard of rationing energy?"

Tsuna chuckled darkly and fell silent, brooding with his own thoughts. Where did he get that newspaper in the first place…

Reborn frowned, but decided to save his energy as well. It was going to be a long trip.

Gokudera was traveling down the road to Juudaime's house one day strolling comfortably along, until someone met up with him at a crossroad.

"Hey, Gokudera!" beamed Yamamoto.

"Shut up."

"Hey…" Yamamoto patted Gokudera on the head. "Be nice." He laughed. Gokudera brooded and resisted the urge to shout at him – of course, that wasn't polite to Juudaime, whose house was only a block away. They both walked along, and reached a turn. They turned, and Gokudera abruptly stopped for a moment.

What happened?

There was a crowd of people gathered around some smoking object. Gokudera made his way through the crowd to clearly see what it was. He immediately recognized it – it wasn't accidental. It was mafia work. The police were all over the place, and didn't allow him to get any closer. But most of the scene could be seen by everyone – both cars were empty, devoid of any passengers or drivers. But when they pulled the cars apart, and when they opened the trunk, when they brought a bundle with a tuft of brown hair sticking out, and when they opened the straitjacket; when they exposed his unmoving face…

He suddenly began to back away from the group in disbelief. The gathered people started to murmur.

"Ah, isn't that T-Tsuna?"

"Yeah, Sawada-san…"

Gokudera turned his back and ran, far, far, far away. No, Juudaime couldn't die… No he just couldn't, no…not now. We've just fought off the Varia! We've fought for our place as Vongola Tenth and his Guardians! He died like Mom… Was it Dad? No…no…Whoever did this must pay… Juudaime!

Yamamoto frowned. He saw Gokudera break away from the group; but Yamamoto wouldn't believe that Tsuna would have really died from a simple car-crash. He's defeated Xanxus already, how could he die from a car-crash? He, too, broke away from the group. He wanted to find Reborn.

Reborn definitely wouldn't have allowed this to happen.

"Tsuna-kun? Huu, why is there a big crowd here…?" wondered Nana.

"I don't know – I'll go see," said Bianchi. Lambo, I-Pin, and Fuuta looked on silently with Nana as Bianchi went to check.

When Bianchi came back, she was pale.

"EHH? Bianchi-saan," snickered Lambo. "Why do you look like a ghost?" Bianchi sent a death glare to Lambo, which silenced him instantly.

"It's Tsuna," answered Bianchi. "He's been in a car-crash." Nana dropped her groceries, her body quaking in shock.

"Tsu-Tsu-kun?" she stuttered. "Tsu-kun!" She ran into the crowd and rushed through the layers of people. "Tsu-kun! I'm his mother- Let me through! Tsu-kun!" Her sobs were heard, intertwined in her voice. "No…Tsu-kun…"

I-Pin was silent, as well as Fuuta. Lambo looked up to Bianchi.

"Ehh? What happened?" he asked, tugging Bianchi's pants. "What happened? What happened?"

"Shush, Lambo," growled Bianchi. "Tsuna…Tsuna's dead."

Word got around Namimori quite rapidly. Sawada Tsunayoshi is dead…Died in a car crash…Dame-Tsuna is dead… Everyone that lived in Tsuna's household was plunged into grief. Gokudera seemingly disappeared. Yamamoto stayed, still helping out his dad with the sushi. The Sasagawa family was also affected with the blow of Tsuna's death; both Kyoko and Ryohei didn't feel like talking much now. Hibari was quite enraged; Tsuna had actually had the nerve to die on the grounds of Namimori. Mukuro and Chrome weren't too happy either. Mukuro no longer had a target, and Chrome was naturally sad from the death of her boss – it meant life without a mafia family, and probably no reason to remain in school.

A week later, the funeral was filled with people. Tsuna's coffin was elaborate and beautiful, a tribute to the late Vongola Decimo. Reborn's absence was unusual as well – searches were conducted, but in vain. The Ninth, still recovering from the time he had in Gola Mosca, was put into an unusual situation – without his most trusted Mafioso or his heir to the seat of Vongola, he either had to hope for their impossible return or to select another heir and hope the new heir would be fine enough to rule after his death.

Of course, that wouldn't work. So he planned to live as long as he could, to delay the decision as long as possible.

Time flew by. Gokudera and Dr. Shamal returned to Italy. The former class 2A graduated from middle school. Everyone moved on. Bianchi, Lambo, I-Pin, they all left. Nana, Tsuna's mother, remained in the same house, living life as normally as she could. She occasionally helped out at Yamamoto's Takesushi shop, as well as cleaning out the house every so often. Sawada Iemitsu was sent back home for some time to accompany his wife in grief. Chrome and Mukuro disappeared out of Kokuyo, along with Ken and Chikusa. Hibari was as strict as ever; he quickly moved on from Tsuna's death.

The Guardians remained the same; none of the rings had been taken from them yet. However, a new successor was named. The name hadn't been released; nobody knew except that person and the Ninth.

Years flew by. Spring came, and Yamamoto graduated from high school. Haru and Kyoko graduated as well, both finding jobs while they dealt with college selection. Tsuna's mom cried a little, sitting at home, thinking of her son. Iemitsu came home again for a few days to rest, by order of the Ninth.

Reborn still hadn't been found.

Oh, dear. WHAT WILL HAPPEN? Stay tuned, and find out… TOMORROW!

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