Summary : In a parallel world, Sawada Tsunayoshi lived 16 years of his life by himself. Called by others as Dame-Tsuna, bullied and belittled by others. But never in his life would he expect to receive a mysterious album full of blank pictures. Then, a small event changed it all. He received memories from his other self. His life spins into a different direction. What else would those memories cause?
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"G-Go-Gokudera..."
Gokudera widened his eyes in recognition. "Jyu-"
"Tsuna!" a voice behind him said.
Tsuna turned his head to that direction. He saw Yamamoto walking toward him, waving his arms.
"Tch."
In the corner of Tsuna's eye, he saw Gokudera walk away from him in large, fast strides.
"Tsuna!" Yamamoto stood beside him, took his arm and pulled it up. He looks worried. "Are you okay?"
Tsuna struggled to upright himself. "Yeah, I'm fine, thanks Yamamoto-san." He looked back at the direction Gokudera went to but saw that he was gone.
"Did something happen, Tsuna? It looks like you know Gokudera-kun." Yamamoto asked, interested.
Tsuna looked at Yamamoto in disbelief. "Eh? Really?"
"Yeah, and he looks like he know you too. Why? Don't you know each other?" he tilted his head, his eyebrows furrowed.
Tsuna opened his mouth to answer 'no' but no sound came out. How could he explain to Yamamoto that he just saw Gokudera in his dreams just earlier?
Yamamoto waited, confused with the silence.
"I..." Tsuna looked in his eyes, his face colored with confusion and pain. "...I honestly don't know."
Gokudera gritted his teeth, walking fast, almost running to the back of the school.
He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, he lit it, inhaling the smoke and exhaling it. For a moment, he felt relaxed, but then, he remembered the boy's face again.
"G-Go-Gokudera..."
He bit the cigarette and took another breath.
He stopped at the back and leaned on the wall. Then he realized, the boy looked exactly like the one they're trying to get. And Yamamoto called him Tsuna.
...Called him Tsuna...
He felt irritation. He inhaled the air and massaged the bridge of his nose. When he opened his eyes again, he stared at the cigarette between his fingers.
"Gokudera-kun, please stop smoking, I don't want you to die early, it's dangerous for your health."
"The hell..." He gritted his teeth. He straightened up and walked toward class when he heard the bell ring, leaving a cigarette on the ground.
The next day, things continued as usual, with the exception of Yamamoto coming on almost every break. The dreams still continued and every chance he got, Tsuna looked at the album but nothing changed.
Tsuna sighed, the break just ended and this subject was one of his dreaded, well, he dreads all of the subjects but this one is one of the dangerous. He sighed as he eyed the stove in front of him.
Yes, he's doing home economics class.
It's not like he wanted to.
"Sawada Tsunayoshi." a woman's voice called out.
Tsuna looked up and saw Miss Bianchi, wearing a very revealing shirt and short skirt.
"What are you doing? Why aren't you cooking?" she said as she lifted her glasses up a bit.
"Um, sorry Bianchi-sensei, I can't cook." He fidgeted.
"What are you talking about? Anyone can cook. All they need is love." She ended with a dreamy sigh.
But you can't even cook properly! Tsuna thought as he eyed the cooking of his teacher with panic, looking at the violet color and the...things that are floating on it.
"Bianchi-sensei, don't even bother! Dame-Tsuna would most likely cut or burn himself if he cooks." One of the boys said, looking for a chance to talk to the teacher. Every one howled in laughter.
Tsuna blushed and risked a glance at his crush and saw Kyoko's back turned. He looked forward again and was surprised to see his teacher walking toward him with a determined face. He felt something bad's going to happen and shivered inwardly.
Bianchi took a casserole and put it on the stove, she turned on the fire and gestured at it while looking at Tsuna. "Start with the water."
Tsuna flinched. "Um, ano, sensei, didn't they say I could cut or burn myself?"
"I don't even care if you die, just do it." She said coolly but calmly.
Tsuna hesitantly put water inside.
"Then put salt."
Tsuna wondered about the recipe but complied.
"Add an octopus."
Tsuna froze. "Eh? But we don't have an octopus here..."
Bianchi handed him a small tank. "Here."
Tsuna peeked in side. "HIIEEE!" And held the tank away from him. Inside the tank is a live octopus and still moving.
"Now put it in." She said calmly like nothing's wrong.
"B-But, its still alive!" Tsuna dropped the tank when the tentacle was too close. "And moving!"
Bianchi furrowed her eyebrows. She picked up the octopus by its neck and dropped it into the casserole. "There, now put in acid."
"...What?"
Tsuna walked stiffly to the doors, the things that happened earlier were supposed to be a nightmare for him. Supposed to be. Unfortunately, he feels like he's been through hell and back and gone to hell again because he thinks that event was still light and not even that scary.
He paused when he's almost near the door and hesitantly peeked out to the left hall to see students walking around on their snacks.
"Hey, Tsuna! What took you so long?" Someone behind him said.
"HIIEEE!" He jumped in fright and immediately looked behind him only to see Yamamoto looking confused.
"Is there something wrong, Tsuna?" he asked, concerned.
"Please don't scare me like that, Yamamoto-san." Tsuna asked when he calmed himself down.
Yamamoto laughed. "Sorry, I got in the other door."
Tsuna straightened himself. "Um...So...What are we going to do, Yamamoto-san?"
"Eh? I was thinking of what you want to do."
Tsuna blushed. "Well, I don't really have friends...so...I don't know what to do."
Yamamoto stared at him in disbelief. "Really?"
Tsuna blushed more and nodded.
There was silence between them then Yamamoto burst into laughter.
Tsuna looked down. "...Sorry..."
Yamamoto caught his breath and grinned at him. "No, its okay, its not your fault. I was just laughing with why others just doesn't see your personality."
"Eh? What do you mean, Yamamoto-san?"
Yamamoto smiled at him and dragged him out the classroom, still grinning. "Nothing."
Tsuna was a bit confused but was a bit happy.
They were walking around in random directions, talking with each other. They came to a deserted part of the school when something happened.
"So, he just jumped in front and-"
"Takeshi." Both boys looked behind them to see a boy their age with bark blue hair, almost black, styled to be spiky but pointing downwards and striking dark gold colored mischievous eyes. His height is smaller than Yamamoto but taller than Tsuna.
On his head sat-
Tsuna widened his eyes.
-a baby, in black fedora suit. His eyes gleaming with recognition as he took in Tsuna's appearance.
Tsuna stared at those black orbs, shivering widely as was thinking of the baby last two nights in his dream.
"We'll always be your family, Tsuna."
Tsuna covered his mouth.
You're not now...
He stepped back. He felt the tears coming and willed it back.
Everyone stared at him, Yamamoto in concern, the boy in annoyance and the baby, no one knows.
"I-I have to go." He turned to run but slowed when he heard a voice. He looked back at the baby, his eyes getting wet and turned to go again when he saw his expression.
Reborn's face looked indifferent but his eyes tell a different story. He was confused.
He looked at the back of the boy who ran, seeing the same situation as when the child gave him that umbrella.
His eyes flashed back to the other boy, Yamamoto Takeshi, his body possessed strong rain flames and is the first choice as the Decimo's rain guardian.
The boy looked ready to run after the other but didn't do it. His eyes keep flashing to Ryouma and to the direction the other kid went to. Reborn hurriedly said his proposal before the kid decides to go after him.
"Yamamoto Takeshi." The boy turned to look at him. "Would you become Ryouma's guardian?"
Yamamoto stared at Ryouma and back at him. "Guardian?"
"Yes, become the requiem rain that washes away the blood spilled, squaring the account of battle. That is the duty of the rain guardian." He said, his voice laced with seriousness.
Yamamoto just looked at them before his eyes filled with determination, at that moment, Reborn knew he's not thinking of the offer. "I'm sorry, kid. I-I'll think about it." His eyes darted to the place the other boy ran to. He backed away a step. "Sorry, I really need to go. See you later." He turned and ran before anyone could speak.
"Geez, what's with those two? They're weird." Ryouma said in annoyance. The bell rang. "Shi-" He stopped suddenly when he heard the sound of a gun being cocked at him. "I'll just go..."
Reborn jumped down from his head and stood at the window. He pulled his hat down as Ryouma ran to the next class.
His memories drifted back to before the boy turned to look at him straight in the eye.
He looked at the boy, he saw the hurt in his eyes as he ran away. Without thinking about it, he whispered quietly.
"Not yet."
The boy slowed down and turned to look at him straight in the eyes. He read what's in it, even though the boy was unconscious about it, it echoed through his mind.
His eyes read hope.
It said that its waiting...
"Leon." The chameleon crawled into his waiting hand, turning into a cellphone.
The ring came immediately and somebody picked up the phone. "Reborn-san?"
"Get me the copies of all the student's files in Namimori High School."
"Y-Yessir." Reborn hang up.
Whatever is up with that child, he's going to find out about it.
"Not yet."
Yamamoto looked left and right, going down the stairs and circling the place and going up again till he reached the rooftop. The bell rang minutes ago, but he didn't care. He opened the door to the rooftop and stepped out.
The rooftop looked bright and spacy, almost looking like the one they had in middle school.
A flash of an image lit up his mind, that of a rooftop with students eating and creating noise, Yamamoto's laugh echoed through the air along with some other.
For a second, he felt like they were actually at that place, the laughs, the real smiles, his friends. But he heard a sob somewhere along that dream, and he realized, that it's just his hallucination. He snapped out of it and headed to where the sob came from.
He went at the back and saw Tsuna crouched in the corner like a ball, making small whimpers and sobs. Yamamoto walked carefully in front of him and crouched, he placed a hand on his head and when Tsuna looked up, he saw his smiling face. "I've been looking everywhere for you."
"Eh?" Tsuna realized the position he was in and wiped his tears hastily. "Sorry for troubling you like this, Yamamoto-san. Where..."
Yamamoto, still worried, became confused as to what's Tsuna going to say next. But he didn;t continue it so he decided to ask. "Where...what?"
"Ah...nothing." I was going to ask where the others are, but I don't know who the 'others' are. "Let's go, Yamamoto-san, the teacher might ask where we are."
"Are you sure, Tsuna? We could skip class for now."
Tsuna thought of what would happen to them if Hibari would caught them skipping class and cringed. He attempted a laugh. "I think we should go."
Yamamoto helped Tsuna stand up and gave him a smile and a worried glance. "Sure."
Tsuna felt the bell ring before he heard it. It's been like that for a while now, he always feels something is going to happen before it did. He didn't know when it started but its bothering him a bit. He never felt like this before, almost like...almost like his intuition is too strong...
He immediately grabbed his bento from his bag and ran out the room, thinking he's causing Yamamoto too much trouble. He ran through the corridors and up the stairway, he paused, panting.
When he looked up, he was facing a door he's seen before and realized he's in front of the rooftop. He opened the door hesitantly, looked around and saw no one there. He dropped on the side and looked down, spotting the students walking around and staying on one place, eating with their friends. He looked at them jealously.
He suddenly spotted an orange haired girl, walking with two girls, laughing. They stopped under a shade of the tree and sat down and started eating.
Kyoko suddenly looked up from her seat and spotted a brown haired boy looking down at them from the roof, her golden eyes clashed with his warm brown ones.
Tsuna blushed and immediately averted his eyes, he stared at his bento for a while. From the corner of his eyes, he saw someone stir from the top of the roof, he looked up and saw the tip of a gakuran jacket fluttering.
Kyoya lay sleeping on the top of the roof and heard the rooftop doors opening, he ignored it, of course, if it weren't for the herbivorous familiar atmosphere that keeps annoying him everyday since that time he fought-or rather punished- the herbivore that keeps appearing in his visions. He felt a stare on him and sat up to look down at the herbivore who attempted to do that.
He saw the brown haired pathetic herbivore looking at him curiously. "What are you doing here, herbivore?"
"Eh?" Tsuna asked. "Uh..." He looked down again at his bento. "...Eating lunch?"
Hibari stared. "What happened to you, herbivore?"
Tsuna snapped his head up. "...What...happened...to me?"
"Nothing." He lay back again.
There was silence.
Tsuna took his chopsticks and ate an egg roll. "Um, Hibari-san, do you have anything to eat?"
Hibari didn't answer. Tsuna sweatdropped. He fidgeted uneasily.
"None."
"Eh?"
"I'm not eating."
"Oh. You could have my bento if you like."
Hibari sat up. He raised an eyebrow.
Suddenly, Tsuna's stomach growled, he blushed.
Hibari nodded, "No need."
"Sorry."
Hibari lay again. He frowned when he felt a presence, two actually
Maybe I shouldn't disturb him... Tsuna just ate his bento silently.
Gokudera eavesdropped through the door. A moment ago, when the bell rang, he saw Tsuna running out of the classroom before anyone else did. Of course, he followed but lost him midway. He looked for him for a while and found out he's up the roof. When he's already up there, he paused outside when he heard the boy talking to the bastard of a prefect.
He leaned on the door.
"Um, Hibari-san, do you have anything to eat?"
"None."
"Eh?"
"I'm not eating."
"Oh. You could have my bento if you like."
At that moment, Gokudera have the overwhelming feeling to kick the door open, jump out and yell at the guy. Fortunately, someone stopped him before he did that.
"Gokudera-kun?" Unfortunately, it was Yamamoto.
Gokudera looked down the stairs, where Yamamoto stood looking at him.
"What are you doing here, Gokudera-kun?" He asked curiously.
"None of your business. What are you doing here?" Gokudera glared at him.
"I was looking for Tsuna and thought he must be here."
Gokudera frowned. "How the hell did you know he's here?"
Yamamoto laughed. "I don't know too. I just took a guess! Why? Is he there?"
"Che. Why don't you see for yourself?" He stepped down the stairs, planning to go now that there's a lot of people interfering the plans.
As he passed by Yamamoto, "Gokudera-kun, why don't you eat with us? It would be more fun that way! The more the merrier, right?" His cheerful voice echoed to his ears.
Gokudera frowned more and faced him. "I'd rather eat by myself today." And I don't want to see that kid for now.
"Are you sure?"
"Isn't that boy waiting for you?"
Yamamoto gave him a worried look. "We'll wait for you, Gokudera-kun."
Gokudera widened his eyes, thinking of the double meaning behind the words. He gritted his teeth and turned away before Yamamoto could say anything else.
Yamamoto watched Gokudera disappear from the corner. He frowned then smiled. "Gokudera-kun must have been really busy." He turned and opened the door. "Yoh, Tsuna!" He greeted.
Tsuna looked up and widened his eyes. "Yamamoto-san! What are you doing here?"
"I was looking for you in your classroom, I didn't see you there so I looked for you all over the school. I guess you're here."
Tsuna looked at him guiltily. "Sorry for the trouble, Yamamoto-san, you shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been your friend."
"Oh." Yamamoto felt sadness wash over him. "Then..." He trailed off.
"I'm really sorry, Yamamoto-san. I understand." He bowed his head down.
"Tsuna..."
"I need to go." Tsuna sped off pass Yamamoto, whose frozen from his words.
It hurts...
Yamamoto heard the door slam behind him before he felt tears flow from his cheeks.
Why? Why doesn't Tsuna want to be my friend?
Is it annoyance?
Am I bothering him?
How did we became friends anyways?
He remembered the time where he handed him that test paper and then they started walking to detention, Yamamoto talking to him as Tsuna just listened.
I just assumed we were friends...
It's all a lie.
Tsuna ran down the stairs as hot, wet tears streamed down his eyes.
He remembered what happened earlier, replayed it again and again in his mind.
He felt the pain in his chest growing.
He doesn't want to do that but he had to.
This is for Yamamoto, Tsuna. He can't be your friend, you'll only be a burden to him. He thought to himself, convincing him that he was right at what he did.
If you became friends with him, you'll only bring him down.
But something kept nagging him from the back of his mind. That something's going to happen. Something terribly bad.
He stopped when he's already at the bathroom and panted. He looked the door and leaned on it, sliding down to the floor. His cries and sobs echoed in the bathroom as he attempted to calm himself down.
"Tsuna..."
He looked up and around the room for the voice.
"...Is there something wrong?"
Yamamoto's voice sounded worried, but he's not there.
They were walking down the streets of Namimori side by side in their middle school uniforms. Gokudera looked at Tsuna. "Jyuudaime, will something happen?"
"Eh? No, I'm just...worried."
"Worried? Why?" Yamamoto asked.
"I just...I don't want you to get caught up with this, Yamamoto-kun."
"You mean the game?"
"It's not a game, you baseball-idiot! This is dangerous, a matter of life and death!"
"I'm glad you're worried for me, Tsuna."
Tsuna blushed.
"You should be grateful of that, baseball-idiot."
"Thanks, Tsuna! And...it's okay, I could protect you, I'm going to train hard for that."
Tsuna slowed into a stop. "That's not what I meant, Yamamoto-kun, you..." he bit his lip. "You have a whole future ahead of you, something not as dangerous as this, you could be a pro at baseball. I...I don't know what to do if something happens-"
"It's okay, Tsuna." Yamamoto smiled at him. "Ever since I met you, all of you, I felt like I could do better..."
Tsuna's eyes widened.
"When you saved me, I felt that I could trust you and be a real friend. So, I thank you for that."
Yamamoto looked at him. "Thank you, Tsuna, for all you've done."
Gokudera said seriously, "Don't worry about us, Jyuudaime, you should worry about yourself. We could take care of ourselves. And if by chance, baseball-idiot here-" He glared at Yamamoto. "-weakened, I could protect him. If I can't do that, I would fail as your right-hand man."
Yamamoto laughed. "It's okay, Tsuna, we're your family, right?"
"WHY?"
Tsuna cried harder. "THESE MEMORIES AREN'T MINE!"
He sobbed more.
"Please...I don't want this...It hurts me...I don't want those memories if they weren't real..."
He hugged his knees.
"...We're not a family."
"Not yet."
After days and days (weeks) of writing multiple stories (three actually). I finally finished this. I'm so sorry for updating so late!
Wah! I also have that fricking interview!
(*turns away from computer* Mom? Could you arrange an interview for me with my uncle? Thanks!)
Sorry! Really! I also need to do the other story so thanks!
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Ciao!