Chapter 2: 80%

He was confused to what had happened. ~Where am I...What's going on...I can't move...why does it hurt?~

"You're at the gateway to Heaven."

Tsuna looked up. In front of him stood an older man. His hairstyle was the same as his own, only lighter in shade, and there was a large flame in the center. His eyes were oddly colored; Orange and Yellow, and very determined. "Who are you," Tsuna asked.

"What do you think?"

"I don't know..."

"I'm you."

He was confused by the Angel that stood before him. "M-Me?"

"I am your strength; your power; your other half, if you will." The man knelt down to Tsuna. "There's no time...you're dying on Earth at this moment...But I can save you, you just have to accept this power."

"I..."

"Do you accept this power, Tsunayoshi Sawada?"

"I..." Tsuna breathed in. "I accept."

A light flashed, and he was gone.

KT was on her knees. Firemen and officials were standing by, trying to dull down the fire as best they could. A firemen walked up to KT, in his hand was a charred piece of scrap paper. "This is...all we could salvage at this point, Miss." He held it out to KT, who took it. On the piece of paper, was the name Tsunayoshi Sawada, and the words "HISTORY TEST". She noticed, at the top right corner, was a number written in red ink. She looked closer and read aloud, "80%..." She started to cry, holding the paper tight in her hand. The fire began to implode. "GET BACK!" an official screamed. "IT'S GONNA BLOW!"

The plane exploded. The crowd gasped. "NO!"

"LOOK, THERE, IN THE AIR!" Someone in the crowd yelled. KT looked up. In the smoke was the silhouette of a man. The figure flew through the fog. KT put a hand over her mouth, tears still flowing. The man landed in front of her. "You must be Kera-Taka..."

"Y-yes...but, who are you? Where's Tsuna?"

"I am Tsunayoshi...I am the other half of his life..."

"He is alive..." she said relieved. A few drops of blood splattered on the ground. Tsuna's "Other" had a gash in his forehead. "You're hurt!"

"I was afraid of this." He sighed. "I must be going...you need to get him to the hospital ASAP, okay?"

She nodded. The man shrank and became Tsuna again, who fell into her arms. Blood was everywhere, and there was no way of telling where it had all originated from. "HELP! HE NEEDS MEDICAL ATTENTION!"

Medics scrambled over with a stretcher and placed Tsuna on it. KT stood, blood covering her clothing. "Would you like a ride, miss?" the man that held her back asked.

"Yes...Please."

Namimori Hospital's once quiet halls were then filled with Doctors yelling commands, and the cries of agony from Tsuna as they tried to find his wounds. "Give him anesthesia!"

"We need wound care! Dressing!"

"ANESTHESIA!"

"AAAHHHHHHH!" Tsuna screamed. The cardiac monitor began to beep slower. "We're losing him! GET THE GOD DAMN ANESTHESIA NOW! AND GET ME THE SUPPLIES!"

Tsuna continued to cry out in pain. A nurse placed a mask over his mouth, and he took in the contents of the air. His yells became lower in volume, until he had passed out completely. The Doctors and Nurses worked on his wounds. KT's phone rang. "Hello?" she answered.

"Why is my son in the hospital?"

"Sawada-san, don't worry. Everything's fine, he's going to live."

"Good! Then you can tell him he's not welcome back in this house."

"E-Excuse me?"

"He's a monster! He's not coming back here to put me in danger!"

BITCH! What kind of mother kicks her 12 year old son out of his only home! "You know what...He won't be going back to you. He's going to start a whole new life with me. He deserves a caretaker that won't neglect him. Good luck, Sawada-San, and I'll see you in court." She hung up on Tsuna's mother. She ran a hand through her hair, the electric blue of her bangs mixing in with her jet black hair. He does deserve better...This is the right thing to do...that poor baby...

"Miss, may I speak to you?"

"Y-yes..."

The Doctor sat down. "What is his relationship to you?"

She sighed. "As of right now, the only person who gives a damn. I just spoke to his mother...she refused to take him back into her home..."

"Neglected by his own mother...that would explain his weight..."

"So, I'm his primary care giver."

"So he'll be going with you?"

"Yes...he's my responsibility now."

"How old are you?"

"16."

The Doctor nodded. "Then I'll tell you what you need to know. He's not very stable at the moment...We're working on it though. His injuries are very major, a Cerebral Contusion, and a lot of damage was done to his chest, though not fatal, it will take time to heal to a correct state. He might not be able to speak when he first regains consciousness, but he'll regain his speech within a day or two. His breathing is a little faulty, but that will heal as well."

"Is there anything I need to do?" KT asked. She wanted to be completely informed, she didn't want to hurt him. The Doctor smiled slightly. "Not until you bring him home. He needs plenty of bed rest, and he'll need help with bathing. Other than that, just give him the essentials; food, water, the works. If you could get him to gain some weight, that would be good..."

She nodded. "Do you know if the Police started to investigate?"

The Doctor shrugged. "I hope so...for the sake of justice for this young boy."