Chapter 4: Reflections and Beginnings

A/N: I didn't expect the reactions from the last chapter..Really not at all. Despite all that thank you for reading. Thank you all again for the reviews and the views.

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR, seriously I don't

She was pathetic.

First she casually jumped from a high height and then she got spiked by cement spikes. What was worse was that she finally got her memories just before she died. Right before she freaking died. Yet somehow she felt calm.

Catrina had hope. Not only because of her memories but also because of what will happen next in a span six months.

With that, she gave her final breath and died calmly.

For most of his life, Sawada Tsunayoshi would sit down in front of his sister and tell her about his life and how their mother was doing. The only problem was that it was one sided. His sister was in a coma due to a car accident that had occurred since she was 5.

Now here he was, at age 13. He was still tiredly clinging on to the hope that she would awake. Fortunately for him, his wait was well worth the reward.

Sawada Natsuki opened her eyes to see a very happy and cheerful brother, grown up yet still looking cute as ever in her perspective of course.

"Tsu," she hoarsely whispered.

"Don't talk," his brother said with a worried look in his face. "Just take it easy."

Natsuki looked at her brother and smiled warmly. She slowly closed her eyes and slept, knowing that she would wake up again with her little brother at her side.

Iemetsu looked down at the letter that his beloved wife had sent him and laughed happily, tears were streaming down his face. Finally, his little Natsu had woken up from her coma. He hugged the letter then wiped the joy tears from his eyes.

Quickly, he went over to where Nono is to request a special trip back to Japan. Once he arrived though, he saw Xanxus sitting on a chair across from Nono. He blinked a bit and entered the office cautiously.

"Did something happen?" He asked, noticing Xanxus dull eyes and the heavy atmosphere that engulfed the office.

"Ah yes," Nono replied with his eyes softening slightly as he gazed at the scarred man. "You know of the new female recruit that was adopted by the Varia?"

Iemetsu nodded. Everyone in the Vongola knew her, the child that had calmed down the wielder of the Flames of Wrath. He felt his gut twist up slightly as he realized that something must have happened to her.

"Did something happen to her?" He asked him.

Nono hesitated and looked over to Xanxus before replying, "She's dead."

The adviser understood immediately. He inwardly sighed and patted Xanxus on the back.

"I'm sorry for your loss," he softly said.

Xanxus just glared at the adviser, not wanting the pity. Yet he looked so broken. Iemetsu wished that he could do something to ease the pain. Upon further thinking, he decided to postpone his request feeling that it would be very selfish of him to ask such a request at the current time. Nono sighed softly and looked at his broken son, he knew only time will have to fix his wounds.

Six Months + some time later

"FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS IN THE FREAKING EARTH TSUNAYOSHI WAKE UP!" Natsuki shouted angrily.

Tsuna woke up with and quickly sat up.

"Ohayo Tsu," Natsuki said with a childish giggle.

Tsuna sighed and rubbed his eyes. He wondered if the neighbors were okay with that sort of volume at such a time.

"What time is it?" He asked groggily.

"You know what time it is," Natsuki replied with a playful smirk before leaving his room.

Tsuna's eyes widened and he quickly rushed to prepare for school. Inwardly in his mind, he was crying once again because of his predicament. Natsuki just waited for her brother while looking down at her watch to see how many minutes it takes for Tsuna to realize that she woke up him up at least 2 hours before school started.

"10 minutes," Natsuki said as she saw Tsuna glare at her with his uniform fully on him.

"Na-nee," Tsuna said, seething slightly.

Natsuki just smiled brightly at her younger brother and made a heart sign from both of her hands.

"Love ya too Tsu," she cheerfully replied.

One look at her made him just let it go. Tsuna sighed and sat himself down. Ever since Natsuki woke up, she had been going through some therapy to help with her coordination and speach. In the span of six months, she was back to normal again but she was held back a couple of grades. Despite being 17 years old, Natsuki, like her younger brother was slightly slow at learning.

When 3 months of therapy had passed, Natsuki was allowed to go back to school. As days went by, Natsuki saw some change in her brother when Reborn, the so called baby tutor arrived. She also quickly saw how friends, one by one started to be made. Slowly, but surely, Tsuna was unknowingly gaining respect from her older sister.

"Tsu-kun is growing up nicely huh?" Nana softly said to Natsuki as she watched Reborn greet Tsuna with the usual 'ciaossu' before smiling innocently over to their direction.

"Yes he is," Natsuki replied with a small smile. "I just wish that I were there with him when he grew up."

Nana lightly patted her daughter's head and shook her head with a warm smile forming on her face.

"Na-chan," Nana said to her. "He knows that you still love him, despite the time gap."

Natsuki didn't look convinced, Nana just gave her an assuring look before looking over to the others with a bright and warm smile. Natsuki looked at her mother then at her brother. She then looked over to the kids then to Bianchi.

"Don't try to hold it in," Reborn said to her with a gentle smile on his face.

Natsuki blinked a bit and looked at the fedora wearing baby with surprise. She then looked over to her brother, his eyes were telling her the same thing.

"Thank you," she said with a warm smile.

Soon, the usual things started to happen around the table. Reborn would be stealing Tsuna's food. Natsuki would be giving food to her younger brother. Bianchi would always eat with a small smile on her face, while the three children would happily chat. Nana would happily watch the scene with that bright smile of hers.

Tears fell from her eyes and ran down her cheeks as Natsuki realized how she fit into the picture. A mix of pain and happiness was felt as she cried.

"Are?" Lambo said, noticing the tears. "Natsuki-nee are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Natsuki replied with a small smile. "I'm just, happy.."

And indeed she was, yet she still felt unhappy as if this scene was incomplete.

Xanxus stood up from his seat and looked out of the window. Behind him was a beautifully designed box. In it were 7 half Vongola rings. Now all he had to do is to get the other halves of the rings. A small smirk emerged from his lips. So far everything has gone smoothly. He glanced back to the untouched Vodka bottle and took a drink from it.

'Soon,' He thought proudly. 'Just you wait brat.'

Unknown to him, Iemetsu had given the box filled with the other half Vongola rings to a young teenage boy named Basil at that moment. Basil just accepted it and quickly went out, throwing the original plan that the Varia made out of the window.

Xanxus sighed, feeling slightly more calm. He then looked out of the window once more to the direction of her gravestone. He wanted to visit her before they set out to get the other half set.

Squalo laid down a bouquet of flowers in front of the grave and patted the gravestone before he silently left.

Mammon and Bel came together at the gravestone to see the bouquet already there.

"Shame," Mammon said as she laid down the bouquet that they had already bought.

"Shishi doesn't matter," he said with a cheerful grin. "I bet she would've loved it."

Mammon nodded then disappeared. Bel just pouted and left.

Levi and Lussuria both were surprised that there were already two bouquets laid down on the grave.

"Mou," Lussuria said with a huff. "Why didn't they tell us?"

Levi just sighed and laid down his bouquet, Lussuria did the same. Both left soon after.

Xanxus was the last to arrive at Catrina's gravestone. He had a bottle of Vodka in his hand, unopened and yet to be drunk. With a bit of force, the scarred man opened the bottle and poured half of the bottle's contents to the gravestone and drunk the rest. He then left with confident strides.