A/N: Sorry for the long awaited update. I'm doing a terrible job at updating, but oh wells. This will be the last update for a little while as I will be trying to finish my shorter fanfiction stories instead of my long ones. This one is being posted due to the fact that I was actually writing this before I decided to finish all my shorter fiction. This one should be pretty good to, but it leaves you with a cliff hanger as it heads into the main story. The first part of the story is finished now!
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo hitman Reborn or the characters, just the idea for the story!
Warning: This has gender swapped characters as well as being and AU situation. Also there may be times when the characters become ooc, but that's due to the fact that this isn't cannon and so there will be changes. You don't have to read, but I recommend you do. Stories that are different are good too, and they aren't too out of character either!
Chapter 3
The Storm Begins to Turn
The last paper was signed when G came in. It had been another all-nighter the two pulled just to get the papers out of the way.
"Damn, those idiots just love giving us so much paper work," G mumbled under his breath. Giotto couldn't help but chuckle from his best friend's lack of restraint.
"Come now G. We have so much of our lives to spend with them; don't you think it's worthless to complain about them? They are like our brothers, even if they make a mess for us to clean up," Giotto said with a smile while G just continued pouting.
"But they aren't our brothers, and even if we see it as that, they will never," G explained trying to get the point across to his friend and boss.
"I know, but in this kind of world, anyone should be considered family no matter what," Giotto explained with a smile.
The room resumed its quiet interior as the two returned to working. Neither side could convince the other of their point of view so the argument came to a halt.
The sun slowly rose into the sky, but clouds began to gather around it obscuring the view.
"Ah, looks like we'll be having another storm," G said as he noticed the dark grey covering.
"Looks like it; I wonder how long it will last?" Giotto asked while messing with a pen he had on the desk.
"Who knows," G nodded before picking up the last bit of paper, "I'll be sending these off then. Maybe our men can learn some restraint one of these days." G left the room after that, leaving Giotto with nothing to do but think about the upcoming events.
"Well, there's no good in worrying about it," he sighed as he leaned back and covered his eyes. It would a long week for him, and he suspected it would be even longer for everyone around him.
"I wander how my niece if faring with her new tutor? He starts training her today," he said as he stood up. He didn't have much work at the moment and decided to pay the two a visit.
At that moment, the two in question were in the front courtyard.
"N…Uncle Reborn I can't do that," Tsuna whined at the sudden order she'd received.
"It's not far and it'll start your build," Reborn stated starting to get annoyed with the young girls' cry.
"It's too far," Tsuna whined some more. She clearly had no idea with who she was dealing with. The patients in Reborn was wearing thin quicker than normal.
"Alright, this is a new prototype, a special bullet that enhances strength and speed. It's harmless for the most part, but I won't go easy on a kid like you. One day you will be inheriting this company and you'll need to be in tip top form. Starting at an early age will get you to that point quicker, if you don't start doing it on your own, I'll be forced to use this little thing on you," Reborn held up a green and black colored gun. Tsuna didn't know what kind it was, but the glinting of it really brought fear into her bone.
She gulped and did as the older man told her. She began running starting at one point till she rounded the house. That was her challenge.
"Ah, Reborn, I see you're out here," Giotto said looking around for his niece, "where Tsuna?"
"Doing as I told her. She should be that way, not even close to the running point," Reborn wasn't too pleased with the job he'd been given, but he also knew that in time he'd make the best heiress to the family company.
"You sent her running the foundation?" Giotto didn't know what to think about the greatest hit man he'd hired to take care of his niece, "is that humane?"
"It's only a single lap," Reborn stated as if the current head was stupid for making a deal out of it.
"She is just a five year old kid you know," Giotto sighed, but couldn't do much about the current situation anyway.
"There's a reason why I don't take care of kids, Giotto, but since I am a faction of this family, I know we need a reliable boss. You're niece is the next heir and if she isn't strong enough, this family will come crashing down," Reborn explained then decided to go in the direction the young heiress went to keep an eye on her.
Giotto looked after the younger male.
"And they say he is a terrible person. I can say, his methods are strange, maybe dangerous, but I can see that he isn't a bad person. The intuition sure comes in handy sometimes," Giotto smiled before walking back to the mansion to see what work accumulated while he was away.
Reborn found the young heiress sitting under a tree, he guess crying because of the work out he'd forced on her. He was starting to get annoyed by the young brat.
"Tsuna, you're no good," Reborn felt a cynical snap inside of him, "didn't I tell you to quit whining and to run?"
"I…I am not whining, but Uncle Giotto is going to go somewhere soon, isn't he?" Tsuna asked never lifting her face from her knees, which were drawn close to her chest.
Reborn stopped for a moment, watching the young girl, "why do you say that?"
"Because you're the one watching me and over seeing my training…and…and I just get this feeling," she lifted her head a little bit, not enough for Reborn to see her eyes though.
Reborn thought about how intuitive this family could be, and wandered if she'd developed it at an early age.
"I'm sure he isn't going anywhere, not for long," Reborn wasn't sure what to say at this point. He'd never really dealt with children.
Tsuna didn't lift her head but stood up. She didn't want to meet the eyes of her new trainer. She instead opted to continue running, mostly to get away from him.
Why are all the adults lying? Even Uncle Giotto hasn't said anything, to anyone, Tsuna thought as she ran away.
The storm came down hard as noon hit. Giotto was back in his office, having some tea while looking over a few documents that came in, when a knock at the door pulled him away from his work.
The door opened as his old friend came in, "well, Kozart, what a surprise," Giotto said setting his tea down.
"Giotto, looks like you've been busy," Kozart said while taking a seat across from Giotto.
"Does it look like that? I've been trying to decide how to handle things, but I really am no good," Giotto sighed as he leaned back to look up at the ceiling.
"You take way too much on your shoulders. You should relax and let the council decide what happens instead of coming up with new ideas that fall onto you," Kozart gave a chuckle.
"Really now, I didn't think you'd be throwing such a suggestion my way. I thought you hated the council?" Giotto asked.
"It's not really that, it's just that I know how hard a family company is to maintain. I've been at mine for longer then you have, and I know the council comes up with sound decisions," Kozart explained.
"What if I said that they already made their decision?" Giotto asked with a sigh, not looking at his friend.
"What! You actually let the council decide?" Kozart asked with surprise.
"Yes," Giotto nodded.
"What was their decision?" Kozart asked.
"The price of a life is equal to another," he said as if it explained everything.
"So, they are giving the order of death?" Kozart asked.
"Yes," Giotto said with solemn eyes.
"Then, who's the price to be paid? I know you went into talk to the council while the decision was being reviewed," Kozart asked as he held his eyes tightly on the young boss.
"Well, it'll happen in three days. The public execution," Giotto avoided the question.
"That's not what I asked. Is it the head of Daemon Spade or someone else?" Kozart asked with desperation.
"It's not Daemon Spade, but you shouldn't hold a grudge against him. No matter what happens in the near or far future, will you remain allies with my family?" Giotto asked holding Kozarts' eyes in place.
"I won't betray my friend, but what is it that you've been hiding from everyone?" Kozart asked.
"The price that will be paid is my head," Giotto stood up and looked out at the raging storm.
Kozart could hardly swallow the information, "Why…you?"
"Why wouldn't it be me? I am the current head who has no control on his members. In the stead of my work, one member annihilated a whole family with one member remaining alive. Who else would be a better price?" Giotto asked not feeling frustrated by the information he'd been holding in.
"Is that it? Because you are seen as an unfit boss, you will lose your life?" Kozart stood up in frustration.
"My dear friend, you should calm down. There's nothing else I can do, there's no changing my fate. In three days, I'll be heading to the noose where all families will watch me hang," Giotto explained with hard eyes.
Kozart swallowed hard at the sudden sight of his longtime friend. There was no point in arguing or saying anything. When the council declares something, there is no changing it.
"Three days, huh? Not much left," Kozart sighed as he fell back onto the couch. He didn't know what else to say at this point.
"My old friend, please keep your word. I don't want Tsuna-chan to be without allies," Giotto said with a solemn expression.
"You have my word," Kozart nodded and the conversation fell into silence.
To say the least, the three days passed far too quickly. On the third day, Giotto woke early to see a sliver of the sky poking through.
"So, a storm that lasts three days, huh? Just how lucky can I be?" Giotto said with a sad smile. He knew that most of the residence would be waking or staying asleep for a little longer. He didn't know what the future held for his family and friends, but he prayed that nothing would happen again.
"Giotto, looks like it's time," G sighed as he stood outside of the office door.
"G," Giotto was surprise, not by the pink haired male but a few of his other friends, "Asari, Knuckle, even Lampo?"
They looked at him with solemn expressions, knowing full well what was about to happen.
"Why did you leave out of this?" Asari asked, his eyes looking the most solemn.
"I'm sorry, to all of you. I knew that if I'd said anything you'd all try to stop me. This is my decision and the council has agreed. This is the only way to repent for the sins we've caused in our world," Giotto said as he turned away again.
"You say that, but aren't you causing even more trouble for everyone. You're the one that's keeping this company, this family in one piece. If you leave then there is nothing left," Knuckle said, well more like shouted.
Giotto paused and turned with a sigh, "I've already cleared everything. There is nothing to worry my dear friends. This is my fate and yours is to continue to look after our next generation. When they stand on their own will be the day that everything will have fallen into place. This is farewell now," Giotto turned and walked out of the door. The words fell into silence as only sorrow hung over the roof they stood on.
"Damnit, what can we do?" G spat with anger.
"We can't do anything. Interfering with the council will lead to our end as well," Asari tried to calm his companion down. It didn't work that well, but both men knew what had to happen.
"And no one else knows?" Lampo asked.
"There's a few who do, but they are confidential people. It means we can't interfere with them and we'll never know who they are," G explained.
"Then, what do we do next?" Knuckle asked.
"We do as he has instructed. We take care of the younger generation," G stated and walked away from the foyer. No more words were exchanged, only painful silence.
The real story doesn't begin here though; it begins several years later, when the young heir is in her teens. When the real wars begin.
Final Note: As an author, I'll say this. I am bad at grammar and spelling. I do get tired of seeing people send me that on their reviews, it may not be for this story, but I do want to make a point. I know my grammar is terrible, don't keep telling me that. If you do have a problem with it, then send me a pm saying you'll beta my story. Other wise you'll have to deal with it since I don't have a lot of time to reread my stuff anyways. I'll eventually go through and reedit my work after the story is completely finished and I have time. I have a life filled with studying and all that, and I am not a professional author either.
Sorry for the rant, I just end up getting irritated about this little thing. So this little rant may end up appearing in my other stories too. I am serious about the beta thing though. If you want to and actually have time, you can. I just don't have the time to search for someone to do it. I have school starting next week, a cat who has to go into the vet for a recheck on her eye, and so many, many more.
Last note, I promise, I am also posting an original comic on . If you're interested in reading it I'll send you the link, just pm me!
Thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed the next chapter. Sorry for how it ended, but the story has to move on somewhere and what better then a bit of cliffhanger. Tsuna-chan takes the stage next time!