After the massacre...
Evening. 7:00 P.M.
Timoteo wasn't happy.
Not.
One.
Bit.
He sat in his office behind a desk with a rather large bundle of cloth in his lap. He was fuming as he tapped his fingers on his desk, irately. Right now, he was itching to do something, anything really, but he couldn't. Not until he straightened out some of the matters here before going off to find the culprit of this betrayal.
Good god, he wanted to go shoot someone and tortured them until they were screaming in agony. However, the thought of Sora and Daiki's condition kept him from acting out so instead, he continued to thrum his fingers on his desk, muttering darkly about taking revenge.
The Ninth Boss was like this for quite some time, steaming with anger, the air inside his office became thick, stagnant and tense. His guardians that used to be placed around the room, were gone. At first, they refused to leave their boss due to the incident, but ever since the atmosphere thickened with tension, they changed their mind and decided to do something more useful than standing around. (They left about an hour ago, if you guys wanted to know. The atmosphere was that intense and suffocating.)
Currently, he wanted to know who and what in their right mind would do such a thing. To go off and kill without a care, is crossing the line. Especially when it has to do with anyone or anything related to him. He had an inkling it was the boss of the Reno family due to the insignia on the dead men although he didn't have enough evidence.
Not yet, of course.
It was clear enough though. The whole thing screamed betrayal to Timoteo. The fact that the target was his immediate family made everything worse. He would of loved for one of his guardians to protect and watch Sora, but he needed them with him, and Daiki was already in the care of the medical facility. (*cough* incapacitated) He couldn't ask the head doctor there to take care of Sora as well since...
He sighed as he looked at the bundle he held between his arms. It managed to soothe his nerves a little as he continued to brood over his thoughts.
It wasn't until few moments later, there was a knock on the door that interrupted Timoteo's muttering. Once again, Timoteo went ridged, in fact he almost growled. The air had returned back to its suffocating state.
"Come in," Timoteo said gruffly. Whoever was at the door had better make it quick. He still needed to figure out who he should shift the responsibilities of taking care the bundle in his arms and he was in no mood to deal with people wasting his time.
The door opened revealing a young boy in an interesting attire. It wasn't the fact that he wore a suit, but rather the young boy wore a blinding yellow shirt underneath his coat along with a fedora that had a sash of the same color around it. A green lizard seat at the edge of the hat, it's yellow eyes unblinking.
The door closed with a click behind the boy. Timoteo raised his eyebrow just a tiny bit. Oh right, he was notified that someone wanted to join Vongola. Now, if he remembered correctly, the young boy's name is Reborn, a talented hitman currently in the making. According to some of his sources, he had great promise to become one of the best.
Reborn bowed before Timoteo, straightened and started his speech.
"I'm here to pledge my loyalty and service to Vongola," Reborn began, "Blah blah blaaaaah..."
Wait. Did he just say 'Blah?', Timoteo thought. (You just zoned out old man.) He mentally shook his head as he realized that Reborn was actually speaking the rest of the familiar words of the oath. Urgh. However, something gave him an idea while he was watching the boy. In fact, the perfect opportunity laid right in front of him.
Reborn was quiet after he finished his speech. He watched Timoteo silently, waiting for an answer. Did he say something wrong? Or was it that he wasn't good enough for the Vongola Boss.
There was a long silence before Timoteo spoke. "Reborn, am I correct?" Reborn nodded. He was a little nervous. What exactly was the 9th boss going with this conversation."You said you pledge your loyalty to Vongola and you swear with your gun," Timoteo stated. Reborn nodded again, a little tense.
The next thing Reborn knew, he was holding a bundle of cloth that was surprisingly heavier than he expected. His arms had sagged with the weight of the burden he was given. He silently wondered if this was another weight training he had to go through again.
"Your next task is to guard this little girl," Timoteo said. It took Reborn a few seconds to process Timoteo's words.
Girl?
A small shift in his arms startled him. A head full of black hair popped out of the sheets, her face hidden. Frankly she could of been mistaken as the offspring from the horror movie Grudge if she had that freaky aura around her. However she wasn't. She was just Sora.
"One more thing," Timoteo continued, "Don't let her out your site and make sure she doesn't get hurt." His tone of voice told Reborn that there will be no room for mistakes.
Reborn shutters mentally to think of the consequences if anything happens to this girl.
Timoteo bent down to Sora in Reborn's arms, putting a hand on her head softly.
"I'll be back in two weeks," Timoteo promised. She had stilled stiffly after blinking away the sleep. Slowly a pale arm came out of the blankets and gripped onto him sleeve. An unsaid plea of asking him to stay. Timoteo gave a reassuring smile while he placed his hand over hers and gave her a tight squeeze. The door opened quietly, revealing his guardians that were currently waiting for him.
"Boss," Coyote Nougat, his Storm Guardian, said, bowing respectfully to Timoteo. "It's time to go."
He nodded indicating that he heard his right hand man. Slowly he stood up but there was a tug his sleeve again. He looked at her, eyes full of promise. Reluctantly, she let go with a small nod. With another pat on her head, Timoteo left with his guardians, eyes growing cold once more as he stepped out of the mansion, assuring that he was going to rain vengeance.
Reborn was, however, shocked as he continued to stare at the empty doorway after Timoteo left.
Crap.
What to do now?
He turned his head to look at Sora who in turn was looking at him as well. After a few seconds of silence, Reborn sighed. Gently as he could, he set Sora down onto her feet and pulled the blankets away from her. The blanket unveils the clothing that she wears, a black kimono with red butterfly designs. Her black hair is still disheveled and covers her face.
He was about to drag her to feed her first because who wouldn't be hungry at this time of night but something caught his eye. The butterfly designs are a little... His eyes narrowed as he looked a little closer. Warped...
As Reborn took a better look, he realizes there is dried blood on her kimono. In fact, it's all over her. Reborn quickly reared back with a look of disgust and horror. He knows he shouldn't be disgusted by blood because in the future he will have to encounter it more often but right now, he doesn't want to know whose blood is it and definitely does not want to know where it came from..
Well screw the thought of feeding her. His next priority now is to change her blood-splattered clothes.
He quickly decides to find the house keeper to help take care of Sora, after all, he doesn't know how to bath a girl and if he did, he can forget about becoming part of the Vongola.
Awhile later...
Finding the head maid, named Sia, was no problem. Bathing her, however, was a nightmare. Reborn and Sia tried to pry Sora off Reborn but no matter what, she held on to him like a leech. It wasn't until Reborn promising (multiple times in fact in a irritating tone) to stay in the bathroom did she finally let go. The whole process took at least two hours but during that time, Sia had managed to bath, clean Sora's wounds then dressed her in some pjs.
Dinner was the next test. Poor Sia had brought out a bunch of delicious food in front of the children but only Reborn ate while Sora pushed plate away and refused to eat. So Sia tried to coax the girl to at least take one bite before going to bed after the long day.
In the end, Sora took only a couple mouthfuls before she pushed her plate away and refused to eat anymore. Sia had sighed but decided to send them to bed. It was time to take a well deserve break from today's fiasco.
Reborn was honestly tired as well after meeting the boss then forced to babysit this traumatized girl.
Although Sia was rather reluctant to even put them in the same room, she had conceded. Reborn stated that under no circumstance he lose track of her and that he must keep an eye on her at all times. If he failed to do so, well...it wouldn't be just him in jeopardy.
Sia had tuck Sora in the bed before turning off the lights, leaving the room in darkness while Reborn got ready for bed. He laid next to Sora after he was done, sighed then closed his eyes, hoping that the two weeks would go fast and easy, despite knowing deeply inside, that wasn't going to be true.
Author: Hey guys! Long time no see! I'm so glad you guys are reading my story and I just want to warn you peeps that all the mistakes you see are mine and REBORN CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME! Just saying. However, any other characters you see that aren't a part of Reborn do belong to me so please, if you want to use them, ask me or credit as long as you don't steal you poops.
ANYWAYS. I'm so sorry that it took a long time to post this other chapter up because honestly, I was busy with family and school and I also had a stupid writers block while I was at it.
Please note I will be changing a few things in my story such as Sora's go to weapons. So that's a heads up. Hopefully this will satisfy you for the next few months or whenever I get the next chapter out as soon as possible but who knows. Don't worry, I plan to finish this but I'll try my best to get this done as soon as possible just please be patient. I also will totally be happy if someone will beta or edit my work because I need one and I keep on trying to fix my mistakes.
I'M SUPER SORRY IF IT'S TOO SHORT! I WILL MAKE IT LONGER NEXT TIME! hopefully
Until next time, CIAO!
Constructive criticism and reviews are always welcome. :D
EDIT!: I have a beta! whoot whoot! Well to be more precisely, I have a reader editor who is willing to point out my mistakes. My thanks btw. Do you know how much I spent fixing this? I am like a perfectionist and if it isn't right, I keep on fixing it until I do and while I was at it, I change my story. urgh. that's annoying but Yay! thank you so much for the help.
