Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! I'd love to, though. Ah, if I was the owner of Hibari Kyoya(daydreams). Teehee :)
Summary: After mysteriously disappearing, Tsuna regained memories of a past life that he had long forgotten, a past that would greatly affect his fate. And once he was found, he wasn't the same. Months later, a new enemy appears before Vongola, and he seems to know more about Tsuna than he was letting on. And with limited time, Tsuna must accomplish his goal before it's too late.
There will be various pairings. Kudos for HibarixChrome! Probably TsunaxKyoko and GokuderaxHaru. Who should Yamamoto be paired with? Give me some ideas, please! I've also edited chapter two a little, btw!
Chapter 3: Approaching Storm
"Look!"
"Is that-?!"
"Tsuna!"
"Bossu!"
"Jyuudaime!"
Gokudera felt his heart lodge in his throat as a flood of emotions washed over him. Relief, concern, shock. He was more than happy to finally see his beloved boss again.
But not in this state.
A million questions surfaced. Why was Tsuna in the forest? Why was he so hurt? Where had he been all this time? But Gokudera knew that his first priority was to save his boss, so he pushed down the questions and processed what laid before his very eyes.
"Jyuudaime..." Gokudera shook his head to snap himself out of his daze. "Jyuudaime!" He knelt besides the brunette. His chest heaved rapidly, showing he was having trouble breathing properly. The crimson red oozing from the wounds all over his body stained his clothes. Ryohei began pouring Sun flames onto the boy besides Gokudera.
"My flames are extremely not working!" Panic and sincerity filled Ryohei's face, something that rarely happened. "He needs extreme medical attention, now!"
"I'll call for help!" Yamamoto offered. He pulled out his cell, all the while anxiously watching as his friends attended to Tsuna.
Gokudera called out to the nearest person he could find. "Oi, Dokuro! Go find Doctor Shamal!" He didn't give the girl a chance to reply. "He should be at his apartment! You've been there before, right?! Take Mukuro with you!"
The said illusionist narrowed his eyes, obviously bothered for being ordered. But Chrome tugged on his sleeve. Now wasn't the time.
The pineapple duo left to find the perverted doctor as Gokudera ripped the sleeve of his shirt off from his arm and applied it to Tsuna's leaking wounds. But the scarlet liquid soon seeped through the fabric.
"Tch!" Gokudera was contemplating on another way to prevent his boss from bleeding to death when a hard object suddenly slammed into the back of his head. He yelped in surprise and whirled around, scowling, ready to berate the idiot who had dared to interrupt him as he attended to the Tenth, when he spotted a first aid kid on the ground. His eyes flickered to Hibari, who had resumed his aloof position leaning against a tree after having hurled the white box at the Storm Guardian.
Gokudera narrowed his eyes, pushing aside the question of why Hibari had a first-aid kit on him and why he was actually helping for once. "Thanks!" He opened the kit and produced a roll of bandages. With Ryohei's help, he wrapped up the punctures in Tsuna's body the best he could.
"Hang in there, Jyuudaime!" The bomber pleaded, voice cracking. Just the thought of losing his boss made him want to puke, but he had to stand strong. He needed to save Tsuna.
"You can do it, Sawada!" Ryohei hollered as he gently pressed down on Tsuna's injuries.
Yamamoto ended the call on his phone and joined his friends. "C'mon, Tsuna!"
Meanwhile, Lambo wailed next to his older brother. "WAHHHHH! TSUNAAAAAA!"
Under normal circumstances, Gokudera would have snapped at the cow child for being a brat, but he was too focused on the worsening condition of Tsuna.
It was then that Chrome arrived along with Mukuro and Shamal. "We brought him!" She took a seat next to Ryohei and began to help treat her injured boss.
Meanwhile, the perverted doctor quickly analyzed the situation and proceeded to get to work. He began inspecting the Vongola Tenth's body with professional hands. His eyebrows slanted into a grimace.
"He's lost too much blood and is losing more by the second!" Shamal reported. "We have to get him to an actual facility, and stat!"
"On it!"
The guardians and Shamal whirled around to spot Dino rushing towards them, Reborn on his shoulder. The two glared at the frail figure that was their little brother/student.
"We called a Vongola Medical Team!" Dino informed the group. "They'll be here any minute!"
"Jyuudaime...!" Gokudera mentally cursed himself for allowing Tsuna to have been hurt. What a right-hand man he was.
"Please...!"
"...ry...so...rry..."
Gokudera had barely caught the hoarse whisper. A breath of surprise escaped from his lips, and he stilled, everyone else soon doing the same. Even Lambo had ceased crying, and Hibari had lifted his head to observe the semiconscious boy. They were all silent so as to make sure that they had heard correctly.
"...so...rry..."
"J-Jyuu...daime?" Gokudera blinked. His eyes followed downwards to where the barely audible voice had come from. And they soon met with a pair of fierce brown eyes that seemed to be fighting to stay open.
"Jyuudaime!"
"Tsuna!"
"Bossu!"
"G-Goku...Gokudera...kun?" Tsuna slowly recognized the face before him. Gokudera leaned forward desperately. "Hai, Jyuudaime! It's me! We're all here!" He bowed his head in shame. "I'm so sorry that I wasn't able to properly protect you! I wasn't there for you, and now you're..."
He choked on his words kept his position as there was no reply. At least for a few seconds.
"I'm...back?"
These words caught the attention of Gokudera and the rest of the present guardians. A distorted look filled Tsuna's eyes as he asked in a daze. "I'm...home?"
"Yes! You're back home, with us!" Gokudera answered, not knowing what Tsuna really meant. And to his surprise, a dreadful emotion spread across Tsuna's face as he took a sharp breath.
"N-No..."
"Ts-Tsuna?" Stammered Yamamoto. In the back, Hibari seemed somewhat interested in what Tsuna was muttering and listened closely. Mukuro narrowed his multicolored eyes.
"I-I..." Gokudera felt his heart break as tears formed within the two dull orbs holding his gaze. What terrible thing was causing Tsuna so much suffering? A single tear softly trailed down Tsuna's pale complexion as he squeezed his eyes shut.
"I'm...sorry..."
"S-Sorry...?" Ryohei repeated, obviously confused. "For what, Sawada?!"
"I...did it again..."
Gokudera then realized that Tsuna's words weren't directed at them. At least not them entirely. The five people present all listened intently, clueless as to what their boss was saying.
"I...messed up again...I'm so...sorry..."
The pain shaking Tsuna's tone was unacceptable. He seemed slightly unfocused. "What's wrong, Jyuudaime?! What do you mean?!"
But before he got an answer, the round brown eyes were hidden beneath two closed eyelids. Tsuna was unconscious, hopefully...
"Jyuudaime!" Gokudera exclaimed, unable to keep calm. "Please get a grip, Jyuudaime!"
"Sawada!"
"Tsuna!"
"Boss' pulse is dropping fast!" Chrome cried, her hand gripping Tsuna's tightly.
"Dammnit, where are they?!" Dino seethed impatiently. He was about to give them another call when they soon arrived, two men balancing a stretcher between them.
They didn't waste any time gently lifting Vongola Decimo off the ground and onto the stretcher. His guardians, excluding Hibari and Mukuro, and Dino never left his side.
"Please be all right, Jyuudaime!" Gokudera prayed to the heavens with all his might that Tsuna would overcome the current situation.
"You better not die, Sawada!"
"DON'T DIE, TSUNAAAAAA!"
"Tsuna, please!"
"B-Boss!"
And amid the cries of his name, the anxious sobs calling out for him, Tsuna barely awoke one last time. And before blacking out again, he mumbled one last word.
"Sorry..."
"Sorry..."
Tsuna had constantly repeated the word, as if in a trance, when he had first been found after his seven-day disappearance. The single word echoed in Gokudera's head every chance he got.
What exactly was Tsuna sorry for?
The mixed Italian leaned back on the long couch in his vacant living room with a heavy sigh. He raised the remote at his side, switching the blaring television in front of him off. He usually kept it on in order to fill the vacant silence that constantly occupied his empty apartment, but at the moment he welcomed the lack of noise.
It had been about half a year since Tsuna's disappearance. Even though it had been so long ago, Gokudera felt as if it was only just yesterday he and the other Guardians had stumbled upon their severely injured boss.
The silverette ran a hand through his hair with a tired sigh as the anxiety that had tortured him back then resurfaced within his memory.
And even now, the concern from that time still lingered within him. No matter how many times they brought up the question, Tsuna would smile, eyes contradicting his expression, and clam up. It was obvious that Tsuna didn't want to talk about what had happened to him.
Gokudera both respected and despised that. He respected Tsuna's decision, but at the same time he refused to stand aside as his boss burdened something dark and heavy all alone. He had joined the Bucking Horse and others in an underground search to find any evidence of Tsuna's whereabouts, but to no avail.
It was likely that Reborn knew a little something about what was going on, but he seemed to respect Tsuna's wish as well and never said a word.
And after the incident, Tsuna never smiled like he had before. His smile was calm, gentle, and reserved, keeping his full emotions intact. His eyes were shielded, hard to read. They were so warm yet sad at the same time, and looking into them aroused a strange feeling in Gokudera that he just couldn't describe.
"Jyuudaime..." Gokudera brought his hand forward, eyes glued onto his open palm. "How can I be his right-hand man when I don't even know what's going on...?"
His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at his front door. The bomber stood hastily, wondering just who was visiting him at such an hour. Besides his boss and the so-called "friends" he had made, no one really dropped by, especially since he often hung out at the Sawada household rather than his own place.
So he was surprised when he found a certain stupid woman standing outside his apartment, arms crossed behind her back.
"Hello, Gokudera-san!"
"What the hell are you doing here, stupid woman?" Scowled Gokudera. Said stupid woman pouted.
"Haru is not a stupid woman!" Haru snapped. "How rude! I even went out all this way to come here!"
"Your house isn't too far from here!" Gokudera reminded her. "And I didn't ask you to come in the first place! What do you want, anyway?!"
Haru seemed hesitant to reply. Instead, she peeked around the teen to get a good look at his large home. Besides the little furniture here and there, it almost seemed as if no one actually lived in it.
"Hahi? This place is so...empty." Haru noted, causing Gokudera to click his tongue and step to the side so that his body was blocking her view. "Shut up! Just tell me what you want!"
"Hmph!" Haru huffed. She carefully brought her gloved hands out front to reveal a metal pot.
"Wh-What's that...?" Gokudera eyed the pot as if it might explode. Haru frowned at this. "It's stew! Be thankful!"
"Wha-?!" Gokudera stammered at this. Did the stupid woman actually make food for him?
"I-I don't need it!" Gokudera's defensive wall towards other people surfaced, and he motioned to close the door, only to be stopped when Haru stuck her foot out to keep Gokudera from shutting her out.
"Don't be like that!" Haru scolded. Not waiting for an answer, the girl let herself in, much to the dismay of Gokudera.
"O-Oi! Don't just barge in like that!" His irritation grew even further as the air-head ignored him. She set the pot down in Gokudera's kitchen, which he rarely used. Haru took note of the sparkly clean area and got the message.
"Gokudera-san, you can't just survive on cup noodles!" Haru scolded, eyeing the trash can in the corner filled to the brim with empty paper cups.
"Don't talk like you're my mother, you stupid woman!"
"Haru is not stupid!"
"Che!" Gokudera fought back the urge to kick the girl out his apartment, but he contained himself. "If you don't want anything else from me, then scram!"
"How rude!" Haru puffed out her cheeks.
"What more do you want from me?!" Gokudera demanded.
Haru faltered and turned her eyes to the pot before her. "Th-That's..."
"Don't tell me you came here for no particular reason!" "Damn woman, wasting my time!"
"I-I just..." Haru stumbled over her words. She paused for a moment to recollect herself before rapidly turning to face the three-fourths Italian and declaring.
"I just want to eat with Gokudera-san!"
All of Gokudera's anger evaporated for a moment as his face went slack at Haru's sudden outburst. "What...?"
"D-Don't be mistaken!" Haru added. "I just thought that maybe you should brighten this place up some more..."
"Huh?" The normally intellectual bomber had trouble following.
"It's just that...you go to Tsuna-san's house often," Haru explained. "And so does everyone else. It's always lively and overcrowded there."
"What's this woman saying?"
Haru seemed to have lost herself for a moment in thought before recollecting herself. She glared at Gokudera straight in the eye, taking him by surprise. "But do you ever invite anyone to your home?"
"Wh-What are you-?!"
"Tsuna-san told me that your conditions at home were rough!" Haru didn't miss a beat, causing Gokudera's eyes to widen. Tsuna had really said that...?
"I don't really understand, but..." Gokudera flinched as Haru took a bold step forward. "You shouldn't have to come home to such an empty place!"
"Th-That's none of your business!" Gokudera shuffled backwards. But before he realized it, his back had hit the kitchen counter behind him, and Haru was right up in his face, her expression hard and strong.
"It is Haru's business!" Haru snapped. "If a friend is in need, then Haru will definitely not ignore it!"
"I am not in need!"
"Don't lie!"
Gokudera found himself clenched the edge of the counter tightly. He had only just realized that he was so tense. His teeth were clenched, as if his body knew what Haru's intentions were but he didn't want to admit it himself.
"After I talked about you with Tsuna-san, I thought really hard about it!" Haru didn't back down, keeping the short distance between her and Gokudera. "I thought about how lonely it would feel like to leave Tsuna-san's house and come to this place!"
"..."
"Gokudera-san, you are very loyal to Tsuna-san, but at the same time you never tell him how you really feel!"
A gasp escaped his throat and left out of his mouth as the truth struck him. Why did those words sound so familiar? They felt as if they had once been spoken upon his tongue.
And they had. Those thoughts were the exact same ones that he had about the Tenth.
It was painful for Tsuna to hide his inner thoughts from Gokudera. He felt like he was being closed out by his dear boss, the one who had saved him from the dark despair he had arrived from Italy with.
But he had no right to think that, for he was doing exactly the same. What kind of horrible person was he to be so hypocritical?
His lips formed a tight line across his chin as he relaxed, giving in to Haru's pleas.
"I know you're worried about Tsuna-san." Haru whispered after a few seconds. "We all are. He's trying to keep us from worrying, but we're doing the same thing. So, Gokudera-san..."
The ponytailed teen mustered a bright grin, her face now beaming unlike only a second before where it had been twisted with unease. "Please eat dinner with me! With just the two of us, you won't become as angry, right?"
Gokduera caught onto what she was implying and yelled. "Shut up!"
The girl giggled, causing Gokudera to sigh. Haru backed up, satisfied that Gokudera had agreed with her demands. She turned to head for the stove. "I'll heat this up, so you wait a bit!"
Gokudera watched the mane of brown swish from side-to-side on the back of Haru's head as she heaved the pot onto a flaming stove. He was still trying to take in what had just happened. Had he been...beaten? By such a stupid, dense girl?
Gokudera took a seat at the dining table and balanced his chin on his hand as he continued to watch Haru heat up the stew.
"This woman really pisses me off..."
Being the stubborn person he was, Gokudera refused to admit that he felt a little better than he had before, all alone in his apartment, thanks to the lively girl cooking for him in his very own kitchen.
In the shadow of the Sawada household's hallway, Reborn held his Leone-morphed phone to his ear. His onyx eyes were hardened as he stiffly listened to what his higher-up had to say on the other end of the line.
"Why are those people here?" Reborn asked. Meanwhile, back in Italy, Vongola Nono gazed outside the window of his office as he spoke to the Arcobaleno, miles away. "That is something I'd like to know as well."
"This isn't good." Reborn commented. "There's no way that they came here just by coincidence."
Timoteo grunted in agreement. "There is no mistake that they will be coming your way."
"And it's most likely to challenge us." Reborn added on to their growing concerns. "But to jump straight to Vongola...what are they thinking?"
"I'll continue investigating on my side." Said Timoteo. "You focus and preparing Tsunayoshi-kun for whatever may come."
Reborn smirked. "Got it."
Timoteo smiled, having put his faith in the skilled hitman for a long time now. A soft look spread on his face as he asked. "How's Tsunayoshi-kun?"
Reborn's smirk was gone. "The same." He could completely see the smile on the old man's face, despite not being in the same room as him. Reborn was well aware that the Vongola boss was smiling even though he wasn't at all happy.
"I see." The Ninth sighed. "Anyway be careful. I feel that something is coming our way."
"Yeah." The call was over. Leone assumed his original form and made his way back on the brim of Reborn's fedora.
"Reborn-chan! Time for dinner!" Nana called from the kitchen. At this, Reborn made his way down the hall, his thoughts still brewing.
"A new opponent has arrived. But I have a feeling that isn't all."
As he entered the kitchen, he caught the well-structured smile of his dame-student, and a question popped up in his head.
"Are you ready, Tsuna?"
The next morning, Tsuna patiently sat in a booth at a cafe a good distance from home, sipping a warm drink as he waited.
It was finally the weekend, and Tsuna was truly thankful for it. What with all the trouble on his mind, he didn't need his schoolwork do add only more stress on himself.
And, luckily, Reborn had gone to talk with Dino that morning. Tsuna had lied, saying he was going to meet up with Gokudera and Yamamoto to hang out. The once No-Good, open-book Sawada Tsunayoshi had become adept to lying, and, although not perfect, he was more than capable if keeping his inner thoughts suppressed.
Still, it would be no surprise if Reborn had caught onto his trickery, but he had let it go, fortunately for Tsuna. But he knew that it would soon come back to haunt it.
He and the people he had appointed a meeting with had agreed to gather at the cafe Tsuna was currently in for secrecy purposes. The conversation they needed to have was something they couldn't share with anyone.
He had, indeed, gone out to meet up with some friends, but they weren't Gokudera and Yamamoto as usual
"Hello~, Tsunayoshi-kun!"
He looked up and flashed a smile at the pair he had been waiting for. "Hello." He greeted the tall, white-haired abino and petite teenage girl with a dark ponytail trailing behind her. The girl smiled and bowed her head.
"Hello, Sawada-san."
"How've you been, Yuni?" Tsuna asked as the two took a seat across from him. Yuni replied. "I've been great. Well, besides stopping Byakuran and Gamma from getting into fights, I guess."
The addressed albino feigned innocence. "It was Gamma who started it!" Byakuran's playful tone didn't match up with his words.
"Yeah, right." Tsuna could clearly imagine Byakuran teasing the overprotective, former Fake Funeral Wreath of Lightning. Even after becoming allies, the two didn't get along so well.
Yuni laughed lightly, but it soon died off as she straightened up, her sincere eyes meeting Tsuna's soft ones. "Sawada-san..."
Tsuna caught the message and looked down at his reflection in the cup cradled in his hands. He was about to speak when a waitress suddenly appeared at his side.
"Would you like to order anything?"
"Then, I'll have a parfait!" Byakuran read from the menu, his strong sweet tooth perking. Yuni shook her head. "I'm fine."
The waitress left with Byakuran's order, and the tense atmosphere returned. Yuni observed the silent Vongola Decimo a moment before speaking.
"So he is finally here."
Not a word was spoken. Even the normally upbeat Byakuran was quiet, his mischievous aura replaced with a still one. Yuni's bright eyes wavered as she held her gaze with Tsuna. He lowered his head and nodded firmly.
"It's time."
Yuni flinched and leaned forward, attempting to talk Tsuna out of his decision. "There has to be another way! Maybe we can-"
Tsuna shook his head, stopping the sky child from continuing. She leaned back in her seat in defeat. Her small hand formed a fist over her chest in a saddened motion. "But, Sawada-san, you..."
Tsuna's mouth curled upwards slightly. "Yuni, back in the future, you accepted your fate. And I will accept mine."
Yuni remembered her daring sacrifice a long time back, where her feelings had finally reached their peek, and she had fulfilled her destiny along with the one she truly loved.
"But...I do not believe that this is your fate..."
None of the three spoke for a moment as the waitress returned and set a parfait before Byakuran. He lifted the spoon sticking out from the mountain of fruits, sweets, and ice cream, and brought a spoonful towards his mouth.
"I agree with Yuni-chan, Tsunayoshi-kun." Byakuran stuffed his face with the parfait. "I don't think this is what's destined to be as well."
The fluffy-haired boy's eyebrows slanted outwards in a sad facial appearance that could melt the hearts of many. "I honestly don't know what to think. But, meant to be or not meant to be, this is what I've decided."
Byakuran's white bangs fell over his eyes as he took another bite of ice cream.
"Thank you, Yuni, Byakuran." Tsuna's voice seemed strained, as if he were biting down on something. "You've had to put up with so much because of me."
"No." Yuni stated firmly. "This is not your fault, Sawada-san."
Tsuna glanced to the side, as if afraid to meet her gaze. Byakuran licked the bits of sugar of his spoon as he watched the very person who had utterly defeated his future self, then became one of his strongest allies.
Byakuran's world had always been a blank, white world, and he had clearly admitted defeat when Tsuna had overpowered him. But somehow, that defeat brought him happiness. Because of his defeat, his future was changed, and he was able to happily protect the heart of his savior, the very girl sitting besides him. But for the one who had brought him to the very day to be in such a state, it was somewhat annoying.
"Are you going to kill him?" Byakuran asked the looming question. "Byakuran!" Yuni cried at the teen for having saying something so sensitive. But Tsuna firmly held his ground.
"No. No matter what happens, I will find a way to end this without taking any lives."
Byakuran grinned and ate another mouthful of ice cream. "As expected. That's exactly the kind of answer Tsunayoshi-kun always replies with."
Tsuna chuckled. Yuni took in the surrounding pair, chatting at a cafe on a Sunday, when the two boys had once been mortal enemies, and she had been the prize being fought over within their war. Yet now, they peacefully held a meeting, the three skies of the Tri-Ni-Sette.
"It's so different now." The depression weighing her down somewhat lightened. "I like it much better when these two are friends."
"So? What about your friends?" Byakuran moved on to the next topic. "Are you going to tell them?"
The next question seemed difficult for Tsuna to answer. He sighed, gripping the edges of his cup tightly. "I know I should. I should, but I just can't bring myself to do so." His voice dropped to a lower volume. "They're my precious friends, the people I should be able to trust more than anyone, and yet I can't tell them something so important."
"That just shows how much you care for them." Tsuna lifted himself at Yuni's voice. "It's painful to make your friends sad, right? You don't want to see that, so you're afraid to tell them what's going on."
The fragile smile returned. "That's true. But they will find out either way, and I can't prevent that."
Yuni silently agreed to this. The people surrounding the harmonious sky of Vongola were already well aware that something was going on with their boss. It was only a matter of time before they found out just what it was.
"You're nakama are sharp." Byakuran waved his spoon around in the air. "It is definitely certain that they will understand what we're doing."
"...yeah."
"Sawada-san."
"Yes, Yuni?"
Yuni paused for a moment, then reached out for Tsuna's hand. She grabbed his in her own, sending a faint pink blush down across the boy's face. "Please promise me that you will not do this alone. We are always with you, just as all your friends are. Please remember that."
"I'll always be there for Tsunayoshi-kun~!" Byakuran placed his spoon on top of the intertwined hands, but his smile was slightly different from the usual cheeky grin he wore on his face. It seemed more genuine, and it reached his eyes. Tsuna looked back and forth between the two of them before beaming with closed eyes.
"Yeah. I'll definitely remember that."
Before he knew it, noon had arrived. He had held a conversation with Byakuran and Yuni for a few more minutes before they parted. Byakuran and Yuni had been called by Gamma to hurry back to the mansion they shared with both the formed Millefiore and Giglio Nero members, who had planned a barbecue at their place. Meanwhile, Tsuna had received a call from Yamamoto asking if he and Gokudera wanted to stop by his place for some sushi. He had graciously accepted before calling Gokudera, who had immediately agreed to go anywhere with the Tenth, much to Tsuna's chagrin.
"Now that I think about it, I haven't tasted Yamamoto's dad's sushi in a while." He felt excitement flutter in his stomach, though it was most likely his hunger. "I can't wait."
He thought about inviting some others to the get-together. Kyoko and Haru could come, and maybe they could stop by his house to pick up the kids. He had nothing against Bianchi, but for the sakes of everyone's stomachs, he prayed that the Poison Cooking specialist wouldn't come along.
He thought about Chrome and Enma, who were both successfully fitting into Namimori, much to Tsuna's relief.
"I wonder if Enma's busy with the rest of the Shimon family." Tsuna wondered. "Those guys might want to come as well."
He then realized that Chrome might be with Haru and Kyoko, whom she had developed a strong bond with, along with I-Pin.
"Chrome's probably with the other girls. I haven't been able to talk to her much these past few days. I wonder if she's-"
As if answering his thoughts, the pineapple-haired girl came into view, running towards him at full speed.
"Chrome?!" Tsuna recognized the female mist guardian. "What are you-?"
"Boss!" Chrome's anxious voice and panicked expression alerted Tsuna that something was up.
"Chrome! What's wrong?"
"I-It's..." Chrome stopped in front of her boss and leaned forward to catch her breath. She stood up and faced her boss with watery eyes. "It's terrible! K-Ken was...!"
"K-Ken?"
"Ken was..." Chrome recollected herself, her voice trembling as she spoke. Tsuna braced himself, knowing that he wasn't about to hear any good news. The internal storm growing inside him struck him as Chrome announced fearfully.
"Ken was attacked!"
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