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"Talking"

'Thoughts'

Flashback

AN: Sorry I've been very busy with life ^^; And please don't get the thoughts and the flashback mixed up. the thoughts have apotraphes, while the flashback doesn't. The only reason I am doing this is, because some people will get mad at me, and nag so I would like to get this and other things cleared up.

Ayz28: The reason I put copyright is because some other authors are stupid enough to copy other people's stories, and i dislike that. So I put up this copyright to show that this is MY story.

ILoveAniManga: I made Skull scared of the gun, because.. Well wouldn't you be afraid of a gun too?

Also, there will be a poll up on my profile if you want any pairings in this story or in Project Singing, but there will be some minor fluff here and there, okay?

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, Amano Akira does

Skull stared at the kid, his mouth hanging out in shock.

'This... This is Sawada Tsunayoshi?!' He thought, almost falling from the news. He had heard about the one child of Iemitsu who had been kidnapped three years ago. Fong had shown him a picture of Tsuna before, but now he looks so... So... Broken. His eyes had a glimmer of hope, but it was shrouded by the lifeless look you get from dolls, and his skin was paler, so pale it puts those sparkly maggots to shame. Meanwhile, something had been nagging at him, and he felt his heart skip a beat in a bad way when he realized something. The martial artist walked toward the duo that sat on the floor, and fell to his knees, tears escaping his eyes quietly.

Reborn sat with Tsuna at his lap, the older one quirking an eyebrow at his colleague. Since when does Fong cry?

"L-Long? I-is that you?" The brunette asked, squirming in Reborn's lap to get to the other adult. The Italian had let go of his godson, and allowed the brunette to sit on his shins, ignoring the pain.

"Long, please don't cry." Tsuna said when he reached Fong, "Ah, um.. I'm fine. You see?" Tsuna smiled timidly to show he was alright, tears threatening to spill from the pain given by the bruise. His body ached to lie down, but he refused, not wanting his friend to cry. Tsuna grasped Fong's cheeks, amd forced him to look up.

"See, I'm fine, Long." He smiled again.

"Tsuna... Tsuna, I'm sorry... I promised to be your dragon." Fong cried, his emotional dam breaking down.

'I failed, I failed.' He repeated in his mind, his breath coming out in hiccups.

Four years ago

Fong yawned, bringing his mouth up to cover it. He was currently in Japan, in a park. It was Verde's birthday, and the others agreed to surprising the scientist, and he was awaiting further instructions from Luce.

"Haha, you're so weak!" Someone sneered. The raven haired man looked over to see two boys leaning menacingly on a younger one who was crouched in the sandbox. Fong frowned,

"Bullies these days. At least they don't hit.'

Sadly for the Storm, it was jinxed. The taller of the two kicked the victim in the stomach, which finally made the Chinese snap. He rose from the bench, and strode over to where the bullies were. He calmly placed his hands in the folds, and kept a tight leash on his anger. He never did like bullies.

"Children, it is not good to bully. You do know that right?" Fong said with a sickly sweet smile, but the idiots didn't pick up the hint.

"Go away, girlie, aren't you supposed giving tea to some perverted granpas." Bully #2 sneered. A tic mark formed on the said girlie's forehead.

"For your information, I am a man, and I'm suppose to be in China right now, beating people up like you for the Triads." Fong said sweetly, releasing some never before felt killer intent. The two finally picked up the hint, and ran away. The man stopped the murderous aura, and walked over to the brunette.

"Are you okay?" He asked, holding out a hand to the toddler. The little one scooted away, he had felt the aura. Fong's heart sank, but even more when the kid asked a question.

"Are you a dragon?"

Fong forced a smile, "No, I am a knight."

The kid shook his head, "Nu-uh, you're a dragon." That sent a knife to his heart,

'I feel sad now.' Fong thought strangely, no one caused him emotions besides his fellow friends. The brunette had scooted closer now, unknown to Fong, who was lost in his thoughts, but he snapped out of his thoughts.

"How am I a dragon?" Fong asked.

"Because knights kidnap the princess, and force them to the meany stuff of the outside world. But the dragon protects the princess from the villains of the world." At his words, the Chinese felt better, the knives of his heart disappearing to the great sky.

"Really?" He asked, and the brunette nodded vigorously.

"Definetely!"

Fong smiled.

"Well then, you can call me Long." He said, "It means Dragon in my language." He held out a hand to the brunette.

"My name is Tsunayoshi! Nice to meet you, my dragon!"

Fong cried more at the memory. Tsuna smiled, and kissed Fong's forehead. This made the Storm stop crying.

"Why did you kiss me?" Fong asked, his sadness dying down.

"Because, I know you are hurting somewhere, but I don't know where." The brunette said simply, tilting his head, showing off his cuteness even with the bruise on it. This astounded the three Arcobalenos.

"This kid will be a great person one day." Reborn whispered, a yellow flame in his hand. He bent foward, and touched Tsuna at his forehead, immediately sending a few Sun flames throughout his body to heal his beloved brunette.

"Thank you, Reborn-jii." Tsuna said with a smile.

'Even through what the child had been through, he is still so pure.' Fong said, a heavy weight being lifted from his heart from the unspoken forgiveness given by the toddler.

"C'mon, Dame-Tsuna, time to meet everyone else." Reborn said, hefting Tsuna into his arms.

"What about me?!" Skull squawked.

The toddler stood fidgeting under five different pair of eyes until one of them spoke up.

"Such a cute kid, kora!" Colonello shouted, squatting to Tsuna's eye level, but the child squeaked, and ran behind Mammon, which raised an eyebrow from everyone, but the brunette clutched onto the garment.

"Child, get off of my clothing." Mammon hissed, jerking her cloak away, but the toddler shook his head no.

"No, you have the same color as him." Tsuna shook his head stubbornly, making Mammon frown more. This clicked something inside of Reborn's head.

"Dame-Tsuna, what do you mean by color? Like that time you said you couldn't be approached by anyone unless they were orange." The hitman asked.

"Well, I don't know..." Tsuna said, "That scientist said something about colors... Like how that lady is the same color as me." He pointed at Luce.

"What?" Luce whispered.

'This child has Sky flames?' She thought a bit shocked, it wasn't everyday you see another Sky.

"And this mister has the same color as my friends, the one who taught me magic."

"What type of magic, Tsuna?" Luce asked.

"Um.. Like this magic." Tsuna then proceeded to close his eyes, and Mammon felt something shift in the air. All of the sudden, it started to rain blood. Which of course, made everyone panic. Inwardly that is.

"Tsuna, what did you do?!" Luce shouted over the heady drops of the bloody rain, the liquid soaking into her dress. The child flinched, and the rain ended, the blood disappearing from their clothes from the head to their feet. They all stared in amazement and shock, a small hiccup coming from the toddler making them turn their head towards him. Mammon was shocked, she had never felt such great Mist flames as powerful as Tsuna's.

'Maybe I can take him under my wing.' He mused, but shook his head, 'No, Mammon, what are you thinking?! This isn't like you!'

"I'm sorry." He apologized, tears once again running freely from his eyes, his hands covering his head, "Its the only magic Mu-Mukuro ta-taught me. I can't make happy magic." He cried, and instantly, Luce regretted yelling at the child.

"Mukuro? Rokudo Mukuro?" Lal Mirch asked, remembering finding a piece of paper with the same name.

"Tsuna," Reborn asked, "What other type of magic can you do?" The Italian wiped away the brunette's tear with a yellow handkerchief, and throwing it away.

"Can you show us?" Reborn asked, and Tsuna nodded. He held up his hand, and instantly all seven flames flickered to life on his fingertips, which earned his stares of amazements, followed by a thud. Everyone turned to look that Skull had fainted from the information overload.

"Reborn-jii, did I do something wrong?"

And thus, the little sky joined another one, being enveloped in it's firm, yet gentle family.

And, cut! Chapter 3 is done! Hope you all had a wonderful thanksgiving, and happy late birthday, Knuckles! Remember if you would like to be my friend, just pm me, and we could chill on OurWorld. Ciao ciao!

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A/N: I realize that Fong may be OOC, but hey i tried. Someone reviewed that he had seemed OOC, and I know some of you must think the same thing, so this chapter is under revision. Ciao!