Disclaimer : I would like to kindly remind you that I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, nor its characters. I also don't own Jigoku Shoujo, nor its plot. I'm not taking any JS character though I guess, well for the moment, and the original plot will only serve as inspiration and not as the main plot of my fic so yeah. Please kindly don't sue :3 .

Warning : The story contains Yaoi, which means love between two males. So don't be too shocked by it. Maybe not right now but it will come later. Oh and there will also be slight violence & horror throughout the story, so don't blame me for eventual nightmares lmao.


As days passed by, Namimori-Chuu is being dominated by a constant tensed atmosphere. Everyday, more and more students disappear without leaving any evidences at all. While the number of missing students went from 40 to 127 in two weeks, people started to believe more and more in the Hell Guardian. No one dared to believe in anyone, no one dared to talk to anyone, knowing the fact that they could be sent to hell anytime soon. Any physical contact was now considered as taboo, the friendly atmosphere that used to define Nami-Chuu's atmosphere was gone. Instead of it, fear, ignorance, hostility, hatred and paranoia are the words that now define Nami-Chuu.

However, there was only one group of friends that 'resisted' and continued to believe in each other. And it surprises everyone that no one in their group, except for Kurokawa Hana, got sent to Hell. And in addition to them, a blonde 22 years old joined their group; he even considers Tsunayoshi as his cute little brother. While the said brunette doesn't seem to really mind, a grey-haired Italian was way against it, because no one should behave that familiar to his precious Jyuudaime.

It was one rainy day, when the bell just rang to say that the schoolday is over. Students rushed out of the classroom towards the lockers to change their shoes and quickly go home. First because of the heavy rain pouring outside, two because they wanted to avoid troubles. They didn't want to be sent to hell. Heck no.

As Tsuna, Gokudera and Yamamoto went down the stairs, a red-haired first year was running down the stairs and accidently bumped into a certain brunette, making both of them fall down the stairs.

"Tsuna!" shouted Yamamoto, as he saw the brunette falling down the stairs right in front of him.

"A-Ah I-I'm sorry! Are-Are you alright?" asked the first year, as he saw his sempai on the floor.

"I guess so, that's alright… Hiiiie!" as Tsuna tried to stand up, as he put his weight on his left leg, he abruptly fell to the ground –again.

"Tenth! Are you alright?!" asked Gokudera, as he saw that his beloved Jyuudaime was on the floor. "You bastard! I will kill you! How dare you harm the Tenth?!" shouted Gokudera, raising his fist to the air as he glared to the terrorized first year.

"I-I-I-I'm sorry senpai I didn't mean to … Do-Don't send me to-to Hell please!" cried the first year, before running away.

"Che, send you to hell huh? Again with that rumor? Dumbass," said Gokudera, before turning his face back towards Tsuna. "Jyuudaime! Let me bring you to the Hospital!"

"Go-Gokudera-kun pl-please help me I think that –Hiiiiie!" screamed Tsuna, as he felt that he was being carried by the Italian bridal style. "Go-Gokudera-kun pl-please! I'm just being a burden you-you don't have to do this for me hiiie!" As Tsuna felt that Gokudera started to walk, he put his arms around the silver-haired's neck and couldn't help but blush.

"Oi, baseball-freak! Get Jyuudaime's bag, we're going to the hospital!" ordered Gokudera. Yamamoto only nodded with a concerned frown on his face, following both teens, not caring at all about the curious stares the other students were giving.

Gokudera kept on walking, even under the rain, still carrying Tsuna. Concerned by the heavy rain pouring on his friends, the brunette couldn't help but slightly frown.

"Gokudera-kun… Yamamoto … I'm sorry for being such a burdern, I …"

"Tsuna, that's okay! And it's not your fault anyways, haha!" laughed Yamamoto, trying to comfort the brunette.

"Jyuudaime, if there is something you will never, ever be to me, it's being a burden. I owe you my life, remember?!" said Gokudera, cheerfully. Tsuna only nodded, not really knowing what to say. The trio kept on walking until arriving at the parking lot located 100 meters away from the school. Tsuna looked at Gokudera with a questionning look on his face. What were they doing there? E-Eh! Such a beautiful car over there! Tsuna couldn't help but look at the black Aston Martin DB9 parked a few meters from them like a fascinated child. So-So beautiful! Who could own that car?!

"Oi baseball freak! Take my car's keys from my right pocket and open the car's doors!"

"Hai hai, Gokudera!"

"Gokudera-kun?! You have a car?!" asked Tsuna, wide caramel orbs meeting green ones.

"Ha? Didn't you know, Jyuudaime? Well it was part of Reborn-san's collection, but then he gave it to me!"

"Hiiiie!" How can a middle-schooler have such a beautiful car?! Tsuna doesn't even have a cellphone! Gokudera only looked at Tsuna as if Tsuna's reaction was completely insane and put Tsuna on the passenger seat. The inside of the car was even more beautiful than the outside! The seats were light brown colored and made of leather, everything was beautiful and ordered, there was no dust, everything was perfect! There was even a GPS!

"Yo, Tsuna! Don't forget to fasten your seatbelt!" said Yamamoto, from behind Tsuna.

"A-Ah, right! Thanks, Yamamoto-kun!"

"Alright, let's go!" said Gokudera, as he turned the car on. Tsuna was totally amazed by that female voice that just welcomed them and by the roar of the car. So cool! But… But… Tsuna turned his head towards Gokudera as the Italian started to drive.

"Gokudera-kun… do you even have a driver's license? Aren't you too young to get one?!"

"Ah, don't worry about that, Jyuudaime! Reborn-san always manages to negociate with the police, so I can drive whenever I want even without a driver's license!" Tsuna gulped at this statement. What kind of job had that Reborn?! How come was he that rich and that powerful?! If that was one of their cars, Tsuna couldn't imagine how would their residence look like. Jeez.

After a long, very long drive towards the hospital, they finally arrived. Tsuna made a mental note to never, ever let Gokudera drive him anymore. On their way to the hospital, Gokudera got pissed by the traffic, so he put a fake police siren and drove like crazy. They almost got hit by a truck, they almost went off the road, they almost hit an old lady who was just crossing the road, they even hit a cat! And because of the rain, everytime they had to turn, the car couldn't help but drift. Tsuna wondered if it was a miracle that they were still alive, and wondered as well how come he actually doesn't have any problems at all with the police?! That Reborn must be extremely powerful to make the police let Gokudera drive like that!

As the Italian parked his car in the parking lot, he immediately went out of the car and opened the door for Tsuna. As the brunette was about to move, Gokudera immediately stopped him and suddenly carried him bridal style again. Yamamoto laughed at Tsuna's expression on his face and carried his bag. How thankful he was to have such good friends! Once they got inside of the hospital, Tsuna couldn't help but blush a lot as every gaze turned towards them. Gokudera immediately went to the reception and looked at the giggling nurses.

"Welcome to the Namimori hospital, how can I help you?"

"Can't you see here that Jyuudaime is harmed?! He can't even walk! You better get a doctor quickly or you will regret it!"

"I'm sorry mister but could you please first fill in this information sheet, and since there are already too many patients, I think that you will have to wait around three hours before getting a doctor and …," the nurse stopped talking as she noticed Gokudera's serious face and the glare coming from his green eyes.

"Don't you know who I am? I am Reborn's relative, Gokudera Hayato." The nurses immediately changed their expression and one of them immediately grabbed the phone, while the other one stood up and bowed lowly in front of Gokudera.

"P-Please accept my apologizes, Gokudera-sama!"

"H-H-Hello? Y-yeah we have an emergency! Please immediately bring a doctor to the entrance of the building C, yes, immediately!" the nurse said nervously on the phone before whispering: "it's Reborn-sama's relative!". The nurse then nodded a few times before saying loudly "thank you!" and ending the call. She then turned her head towards the three boys before smiling nervously. "A doctor with a few nurses and a wheelchair will immediately come, please have a sit during your wait, Gokudera-sama!"

"How about the informations sheet? Jyuudaime's name is Sawada Tsunayoshi."

"W-We will make Sawada-sama fill in the sheet once he will be taken care by our professionals."

"Hahaha, Reborn has for sure got a lot of power there!" laughed Yamamoto cheerfully as he ruffled Tsuna's hair.

"Che, you better,"said Gokudera, before walking towards the seats the nurse pointed a few seconds ago and make Tsuna seat on one of the free seats. Tsuna looked at Gokudera with wide eyes, wondering who on earth could that Reborn be?! He doesn't only have a high influence on the police, but he also has power on the hospital! Is he some kind of God or something like that?!

"A-Ano, Gokudera-kun?"

"Yes, Jyuudaime!"

"Wh-Why is Reborn so… important?" Gokudera arched an eyebrow at the brunette before approaching his mouth towards the brunette's ear.

"Don't tell anyone!" whispered Gokudera. "But Reborn-san is part of the mafia, that's why he is so powerful!"

"Hiiiie!"

"Gokudera-sama, please forgive us for the long wait!" said an old male voice. The three looked at the owner of the voice and saw a doctor with two nurses and a wheelchair. They all bowed lowly to them before Gokudera helped Tsuna sitting on the wheelchair.

"Che. Take care of Jyuudaime or else…," said Gokudera, glaring at the doctor.

"Yes, Gokudera-sama! Pl-Please wait in the executive lounge during Sawada-sama's examination. We will call you once we will be finished."

"Hurry up!"

"Yes, Gokudera-sama!" and at this, the doctor pushed the wheelchair with the two nurses following them. Yamamoto looked at Gokudera and put his left arm around the Italian's shoulders.

"Haha, Reborn has for sure got a lot of influence here!"

"Of course he does, idiot!" said Gokudera, before grabbing the taller one's hand and drag him through white corridors.

"E-Eh? Where are we going, Gokudera?"

"To the executive lounge, idiot!"

"Ahahaha, I didn't know that such a thing existed in a hospital!"

"They made a special one following Reborn's orders. Now shut up before I blow you up, baseball geek!"

"Maa, maa, Hayato~" said Yamamoto. This made the Italian stop his steps and glare at the Japanese.

"How did … you call me?!"

"Maa, Hayato, come on there's nothing to …" Yamamoto blinked a few times before realizing that the silverette was darkly blushing. The Japanese grinned at this oh-so-cute sight, he was so adorable when he was like that!

As the two arrived in the lounge, Gokudera immediately jumped on the couch and took a cigarette out of his pocket.

"Hayato, that's bad for your health you know…"

"Even a four years old would know!"

"But we are in a hospital…" Gokudera, who was about to light his cigarette up, put the lighter and the cigarette back in his pocket as he saw the serious concerned frown on Yamamoto's face. Both stayed still in absolute silence, the only thing that could be heard was the pouring rain outside.

"You know… Gokudera… I love rain because it is so calm, it just sets an apeasing atmosphere in my soul… Especially with the tensed atmosphere we have these days at school, it's just … I don't know if I should believe in that rumor but with all of these missing people…"

"Idiot."

"I'm not saying that I believe in that, Gokudera. It's just that, well, you know…" Yamamoto turned his gaze to the window to look at the pouring rain and sighed. "Just… promise me that you will never disappear, promise me?"

Gokudera stared at the dark brown orbs before standing up and looking at Yamamoto.

"Of course that I promise, idiot! I will never leave Jyuudaime alone!" said Gokudera, before going towards the doorframe. "I will be right back, I'm gonna grab us some coffee. Don't move or you will regret it you baseball idiot!" said Gokudera, before closing the door behind him.

Yamamoto let a heavy sigh slip between his lips before covering his face with his two hands.

"Damn it, Gokudera, can't you just take the hints?! I … I … Don't you see that I love you so much?!"

As Gokudera arrived with two cups of coffee, he saw that Yamamoto wasn't alone anymore. There was the doctor who talked to them a few minutes ago with the Japanese now. And as the said doctor saw the silverette, he immediately stood up before bowing at him. Yamamoto only smiled at Gokudera before saying cheerfully:

"Gokudera! Good news! Haha! Tsuna only twisted his ankle, so he didn't break anything at all!"

"Yes, Gokudera-sama. However, he will have to stay one night at the hospital, because his ligaments on his ankle are ripped, and he absolutely cannot put his foot on the ground before tomorrow. You may see him in the room 1827 on the 18th floor, I believe that you already know the way to go there."

"Yes, thank you doctor."

"Now if you will excuse me," said the doctor, before bowing lowly at the two. "I have lots of other patients to take care of. Have a nice day," said the doctor before leaving the two of them. Gokudera and Yamamoto only had to exchange one single look before the two rushed out of the lounge at the same time to the lift. Once both got to the 18th floor, they immediately went towards the room 1827 and Gokudera softly knocked at the door before entering after hearing a faint 'Come in'.

Tsuna was lying on his bed with a large white splint on his foot. He was watching a cartoon on the TV and was laughing hard at the same time as both entered the room.

"Ah! Gokudera-kun! Yamamoto-kun! Thank you so much for taking care of me… I am sorry for being such a burden, I …"

"Maa, maa, Tsuna! It's normal for friends to help each other, besides it's not your fault eh!"

"Jyuudaime! I'm so sorry that you had to suffer! I should have suffered for you!" cried Gokudera, bowing in front of the brunette several times.

"Gokudera-kun! I should be the one apologizing! I mean… this room…" Indeed, Tsuna's room was a very large private suite, as if it was a luxurious appartment with delicate furnitures, mebles, a large LCD TV, a computer, a kitchen, couches, and even a sound system! Tsuna couldn't help but feel a bit embarassed, since this 'suite' seemed to be even more luxurious than his own house.

"Ah! Don't worry about that, Reborn-san can have access to every suite in the hospital for free, so don't worry at all, Jyuudaime!"

"Haha, Tsuna, do you want me to make you some tea?" asked Yamamoto, as he walked towards the kitchen.

"Y-Yeah please, Yamamoto…" said Tsuna, slightly blushing.

The three of them spent the whole afternoon and evening inside of the hospital room, just chatting and laughing about anything. There was also a Playstation 3 in the room, so the three of them played for four hours non-stop while eating instant noodles that were avalaible as well.

At 11:45 PM, unfortunately, a nurse interrupted them from playing, stating that allowed visits are over now. Yamamoto and Gokudera didn't really protest since it was already late, and they had school tomorrow. After a few goodbyes, Yamamoto and Gokudera left the room and walked through the corridors in silence.

Meanwhile elsewhere in Namimori, in his dull bedroom, Irie Shoichi, a first year student, was hiding under his covers, trembling his body like crazy. What had he done?! Why did he have to push his sempai in the stairs, just because he wanted to go home quickly?! What if… What if Sawada-sempai or Gokudera-sempai decided to send him to hell?! Wh-Why?! Why isn't he in hell yet?!

An idea suddenly went through the red-haired's mind. Irie looked nervously at his watch to see 11:58PM shown on the screen. With trembling fingers, he carefully typed 'Hotline to Hell'And just when the clock turned to midnight, he immediately went on the website and typed with trembling fingers 'Gokudera Hayato'. If he wasn't being sent to hell yet, then he would get rid of a potential risk! Quick! Along with a gulp, the young boy pressed the 'send' button.

After pressing the button, a light sound of bells could be heard from behind Irie. Trembling, he looked behind him to see a stoic blonde face staring at him with a blank expression on his face.

"You called me."

At the hospital, the Japanese decided to break the awkward moment by putting his hand on the silverette's shoulder, making both of them stop walking.

"Gokudera, there is a matter I would like to discuss now."

"Can't it wait tomorrow, baseball freak?" asked Gokudera, yawning.

"No," said Yamamoto, before abruptly putting his left hand on Gokudera's back, and his right hand behind the silverette's head. And in one push, Gokudera was in a tight embrace, and his lips were against soft ones. Green orbs widened at the realization of the current situation. What the hell?! Gokudera hesitantly pushed the taller one's chest using both his hands, making both of them break the kiss. The Italian looked at the Japanese with a very dark blush on his face, yet with an annoyed expression on his face.

"What did you do bastard?!" shouted Gokudera. Yamamoto only looked at him with an apologetic smile before putting his finger on Gokudera's lips, making the shorter one close his mouth.

"Listen, Gokudera… Okay… I … How to say it… Let's say that since we were in kindergarten… Well… I …" Yamamoto took a deep breath before continuing, putting his hands on the Italian's shoulders. "I … love you."

Green orbs stared confusingly at the Japanese before a fist abruptly hit the taller one's cheek, making the Japanese fall to the ground. Yamamoto didn't put his eyes off Gokudera, until the silverette bent down to roughly kiss the taller one.

"Gokudera I …"

"Stupid geek! I … I …" Gokudera turned his head away from Yamamoto, and the Japanese immediately understood Gokudera's reaction. He was blushing. But Gokudera, being Gokudera, didn't want to show it in front of him. After blinking a few times, Yamamoto burst into laughter, jumped and hugged tightly the Italian from behind.

"Do you know that you're extremely adorable when you are blushing, Hayato?" whispered huskily the brown-haired teen. This made Gokudera blush even more and started to walk away, trying his best to hide his embarrassment Yamamoto couldn't help but laugh cheerfully and followed the Italian.

"Take this. If you truly wish to eliminate your antagonist, you must untie that red string." Irie hesitantly took the dark red straw dolls in his hands and looked at it with horror. If you remove the string, you shall officially enter into a contract with me… The one you seek revenge upon shall be taken immediately to Hell." The red-haired looked at the blonde's man face before looking back at the doll and hesitantly pull a bit of the red string tied around the doll's neck. "However," said Alaude, making the younger one stop pulling the string. "If I deliver your revenge, I will have to make you have restitution to me."

"Wh-What is it?" asked Irie, in a trembling voice.

"When one person is cursed, two graves are dug. When you die, your soul shall fall into the pit of Hell. Your spirit shall wander forever in pain and suffering, never having known paradise…" As Alaude said these words in the most monotonous tone one could hear and the most stoic face one could see, Irie widened his eyes before grabbing his stomach. Damn, why does his stomach hurt every time he's nervous?! "The rest is for you to decide," said Alaude, before vanishing in a fraction of second right in front of Irie.

He ran because he feared that someone might send him to hell before he got home. He pushed his sempai because he wanted to go home quickly. This could only lead him to hell! Heck, even his other Italian sempai's face clearly said 'I'm going to send you to Hell tonight'! If there was something that threatened him, it would be best if he sent that threat before he himself actually goes to hell! He would be sent someday to hell anyways, no?

And with a gulp, Irie pulled the red string.

"Your Grudge has been received," said a ghostly voice, as the straw doll was taken away by a mysterious wind coming out of nowhere.

As Gokudera continued walking through the corridors in front of the baseball dork, the said baseball dork still behind him trying to catch the Italian; the Italian fastened his pace before turning to the left. Yamamoto, fastening his pace as well, and also tired of purchasing Gokudera, turned as well to the left, expecting to see the silverette. But Gokudera was not here.

But he could have sworn that Gokudera just turned there a few seconds ago! Did he jump from the window? Impossible. They were on the 18th floor, plus the windows could not be opened. Yamamoto looked to the left and to the right, no Italian in his sight. Where on earth did he go?

"O-Oi, Gokudera, it isn't funny… Where are you?" On the right wall of the corridor, there were only windows. On the left wall of the corridor, there were only three large locked doors. Gokudera didn't have access to those rooms, right? Well if he does, he doesn't have the keys to go in, right? Yamamoto tried anyways to open the three doors in vain and sighed as he understood the situation. The corridor was a dead-end, so where on earth did he go?! Not caring at all about the fact that mobile phones are forbidden in the hospital, Yamamoto grabbed his phone and dialed Gokudera's number.

"The person you are trying to contact is currently not avalaible. Please try to call again later or leave a message after the bip." Jeez! Come on Gokudera!

"Gokudera, it isn't funny, please, if you're mad at me I'd understand, but just tell me where you are!" No answer. Yamamoto frowned even more and sighed before putting his phone back in his jeans' pocket. As the phone went in, Yamamoto could feel something else in his pocket. Eh? He didn't remember putting anything else than his phone in his pocket, what was that? Yamamoto caught the unknown thing with his fingers and pulled it out of the pocket.

The Japanese frowned at what were between his fingers: two little bells, both of them attached to each other with a red and golden string. Since when are these here? Whose is it? Yamamoto brought the two bells closer to his eyes as he spotted something engraved in one of the bells:

"Gokudera Hayato – 1996-2012"


"Asari, I want tea."

"Yes, Alaude-sama," said Asari as he bowed and went to the kitchen to prepare some green tea. After a couple of minutes, the Japanese came back from the kitchen with two cups of green tea. He gave to the blonde one of the cups and sat down next to him. Both of them remained silent, silently sipping some of their tea, contemplating the zen garden that stood in front of them.

"Alaude-sama, you are still wearing your yukata…" said Asari, as he saw that his master was still wearing his dark purple yukata that he usually only wears during missions.

"I know," replied Alaude.

"Alaude-sama…"

"Go straight to the point, Asari," said Alaude as he glared Asari from the corner of his eyes.

"I beg your pardon if I am being rude or if I lack in politeness, but with G and Lampo, we think that you may need a rest…" said Asari, staring at the cup of tea his hands were holding.

"I believe that only I have the rights to decide either I shall take a rest or not," said Alaude, before sipping a bit more of tea. Asari slightly bowed at his master before apologizing:

"Please forgive me for my rudeness, Alaude-sama." Alaude hm-ed, acknowledging Asari's apologizes. The Japanese slightly smiled at this and both stayed still for ten more minutes, until Asari decided to break the silence once again. "Alaude-sama?"

"What do you want."

"Do I have the rights to ask you why did you give to Yamamoto Takeshi a charm?"

"This is none of your business" was Alaude's short and cold reply, making Asari mentally sighing. This makes two charms in a short period, Alaude-sama has definitely got something in his mind. Wait, two charms?!

"Alaude-sama, if I'm right, you have already given out two charms, right?" Alaude nodded at Asari's question. "Then… You only have one left, don't you …"

"Asari, I ignore the reason why, but I strongly believe that you should stop asking nonsense questions and maybe havee a rest." While Alaude didn't move his sight from the zen garden, Asari closed his eyes, stood up and bowed lowly, excusing himself. Alaude acknowledged Asari and the Japanese immediately went inside of the mansion to 'have a rest'.

Once the blonde made sure that his assistant was already far, far away, he took his only charm left out of his yukata and looked at it. Only one huh? Alaude sighed before putting the little charm back to his yukata and took a last sip from his tea. After standing up, Alaude looked one last time at the stars before going inside the mansion as well, towards his bedroom.

It was the night of the last full moon of winter, symbolizing the coming of spring. At this time, when the moon was shining up in the sky, usually, Namimori's roads would be completely empty and the neighborhood would be utterly quiet. But tonight was the night. The night when the village has to sacrify the young, healthy male to the gods of seasons. The path leading to the shrine was decorated to welcome Namimori's population during this ceremony. Once the young male was mentally prepared enough at home and wore the best Montsuki Hakama specially prepared by contribution of the whole village, he had to go first to Namimori's shrine to be purified by a monk. Once purified, he will be sent to a little sanctuary in the middle of the forest in the mountains, completely isolated from the village with no food nor water.

Giotto with Alaude, both standing among the crowd next to the path the young sacrifice was taking to go to the shrine, tilted their heads to the side as they heard sounds of bells, announcing the arrival of the sacrifice. Giotto could recognize the village's priest, followed by the Mukuro parents, finally followed by Daemon. Daemon was wearing a Montsuki Hakama and had some ornaments in his hair.

Alaude and Giotto witnessed Daemon's purification in the shrine from outside.

"Nee, nee, Alaude-nii, why does Daemon-nii have to be purified?" asked Giotto, tugging the older one's sleeve.

"Because once he will meet the gods of seasons, he cannot be presented with sins. Otherwise, the gods won't be really satisfied by the sacrifice, and this could lead to a disaster to the village." Alaude looked at the younger blonde, making sure that he understood his explanations, and saw sky blue orbs staring at him showing his understanding.

After being purified, Daemon walked out of the shrine, leaded by a monk towards the sanctuary; while his parents and his younger brother stayed in front of the shrine, looking at Daemon for the last time of their lives. As the young male passed in front of Alaude and Giotto, he slightly glanced at the blondes while walking. Giotto looked at him with glassy large orbs while waving his hand to him, while Alaude only looked down to the ground.

After Daemon disappeared in the forest, everybody went back to their respective homes, except Giotto who went to Alaude's house with the older one. Giotto's parents were Italians, and both were merchants importing Japanese goods to Italy as well was importing Italian goods to Japan. So while they were in Italy, their son would either stay at Alaude's, either at the Mukuro family's residence. But tonight, Giotto decided that he should leave the Mukuro family alone and not being a burden for them in this difficult night.

On their way to Alaude's residence, Giotto hesitantly grabbed the older one's hand with his hand and interlaced his fingers with Alaude's ones. Alaude widened his eyes at the sudden physical contact and looked down towards the younger one, arching an eyebrow.

"O-Oi, what are you doing, Giotto?" asked Alaude.

"Alaude… I'm scared…," mumbled Giotto, still holding the older one's hand.

"What are you afraid of? A-Are you being bullied?" asked Alaude, as he stopped walking to closely look at the sky blue orbs. Giotto shook his head before pulling the older one into a tight embrace.

"No, nothing, just … Forget it, Alaude-nii." Alaude only shrugged at this before continuing to walk; this time he was the one holding the younger one's hand.

And both continued their way towards Alaude's residence, holding each other's hands.

Alaude abruptly woke up at that dream, panting hardly as he tried to regain full consciousness. Wh-Where is it?! Where is it?! The blonde stood up and jumped from his futon towards the coffee table at the other end of the bedroom. After throwing everything else that laid on the table, he found it. His precious purple diary that he cherrished more than anything else in this world. The only thing left to him from his past. The only thing that reminded him of ... the only thing that could remind him of his past… of his beloved past… of his Giotto.

With shaky fingers, he unlocked the diary and turned the pages until he reached the end of the book. The very last page of the book. Alaude contemplated at it while brushing his fingertips against the paper before a drop landed on the paper. The blonde then immediately rubbed his eyes using his yukata's sleeve while closing the book, before pulling it close to his chest and hugging it.

Because it is the only thing that links him to his past… and to him…

On the very last page of the book, there was a childish drawing of a young male with messy hair next to a taller one with flat and blonde hair standing on a hill. Both were wearing a yukata and a warm smile beautifully drawn on both faces. And below the drawing, there were three lines written very tidily: one of them in Japanese, one of them in Italian.

'Io e te, pre sempre,

You and I, forever,

Alaude-nii and Giotto.'


Summary: As days passed by, every student in Nami-chuu became extremely hostile to each other, fearing that they might be sent to Hell anytime soon. Because in two weeks, 127 students were declared missing. Someday during a rainy day, as Yamamoto, Gokudera and Tsuna went down the stairs when school finished, Irie, a first year, was rushing down the stairs to get home quickly, fairing that he might be sent to hell before he can get home. But unfortunately, he bumped in Tsuna in the stairs and Tsuna twisted his ankle because of Irie. Gokudera got mad at Irie and Irie immediately feared the Italian, feared that he might be sent to Hell because of that. After that, Gokudera and Yamamoto brought Tsuna to the hospital, and Tsuna will stay over for one night. Yamamoto and Gokudera stayed with Tsuna until 11:45 pm, until visiting hours are over. As both went out of Tsuna's room, Yamamoto confessed to Gokudera by kissing him. Gokudera kissed him back before starting to walk away, trying to hide his blush. But at the same time, as it was midnight, Irie accessed the Hotline to Hell to call the Hell guardian. He asked the Hell guardian to send Gokudera to hell, before Gokudera himself could send Irie himself to hell. At the hospital, as Yamamoto was chasing Gokudera, as Gokudera turned to a corridor, it was just while Irie pulled the string from the doll's neck. Gokudera therefore got sent to hell, but not right in front of Yamamoto. Yamamoto then turned to the corridor where Gokudera went and saw the empty corridor. This made Yamamoto worried a lot, and as the Japanese tried to call the Italian with his phone, he found two bells in his pocket. Exactly the same bell as Kyoko found in her pocket a few days ago. But on this one, there was Gokudera's name engraved on it with (1996-2012) next to his name.

At Alaude's residence in Namimori, Asari recommended Alaude to get some rest, but the older male only told him that he was the only one who could decide whether he should rest or not. Asari then reminded Alaude that since Alaude already left two charms, there was only one left for him. And that if he does, this may actually have consequences, since Asari then suspects his master to be up to something.

Alaude then dreamed again a bit about his past, the day when Daemon got sacrified to the gods of seasons. This night, Giotto had to sleep at Alaude's because his parents were away for a trip to Italy. And this night was the night when Giotto held tightly Alaude's hand.

After waking up, Alaude immediately jumped to get his precious diary and took a look at the last page before closing it as a teardrop landed on the page; and pulling the book closer to his chest. On the last page of the book, there was a childish drawing of Alaude and Giotto, with 'Io e te, pre sempre, you and I, forever, Alaude-nii and Giotto' written below it.

A.N. : Sorry if this chapter is a bit rushed and short, but yeah I really wanted to update before half-term break. Because I think that I won't be able to update before at least the 1st of Nov. because I will be going on holidays with a few friends, so yeah. Anyways. Yamamoto confessed to Gokudera hanhanhan ;_; And I just made it rain because Yamamoto = Rain and well just don't try to understand my logic, it's quite odd XD. Buuuuuu Gokudera got sent to Hell é_è . I don't know why but lately I've only been writing quite depressive things, just like the One Shot I posted yesterday (First Snow, check it out!) . Meh. Anyways.

So if you didn't understand, basically since Irie is like the majority of Nami-chuu, fearing that he might be sent to Hell for any mistakes he would make. As he saw that Gokudera was mad at him, he immediately thought that the Italian would send him to hell. So before Gokudera could send him to hell, Irie decided that he should send Gokudera first so Gokudera won't be able to send him to hell anymore. But the huge misunderstanding was that Gokudera didn't believe in that, and would never ever ask someone else than him to send anyone to Hell. So he got sent to hell for nothing lol. Poor thing.

And have you guys read the newest chapter ? Lol I don't know why but at the end, I want Reborn to make the 'matchmaker' for Tsuna and Hibari lol. But that would be too good to be true. But I hope that it's going to be a gooooood new arc. Well at least I'm so happy that KHR didn't end. FOR THE MOMENT. I don't want it to end, because I want my grandchildren to wait every week for a new update of KHR just like I do right now LOL.

Anyways, so now the questions are: What are actually those bells? And why is the diary the only link between Alaude and his past? Will Yamamoto know what really happened to Gokudera?

Once again, I would like to apologize if this chapter is the worse among the previous chapters. Well maybe it's not but my feeling is that so idk. So I'm really sorry if I disappointed you. But I promise that the next chapter will be WAY better. Because I will be on holidays so I will have quite enough time to type WELL. Because now I'm in the middle of exams so I'm really trying to spend every single minute of free time I have to type.

I would like once again to thank aaaall of you, my beloved readers, my beloved followers, to read this. Really, I wasn't expecting to get so many readers for this story, and so many favorites, followers and reviewers (: . This just made my day hihi. I love you all, especially Sex-a-licious Usagi, hitomi65 and Gale for reviewing, and StuckOnIdeas4PenNames (lol I love your penname) and hitomi65 for favoriting (: .

Please, I beg you to R&R and show support! Even though the more and more increasing number of readers already make me smile, but yeah. Enma is going to kiss you if you do. Do you want to be kissed by Enma? huhuuhuhu.

And please also if you have time, take a look at my One Shot, called 'First Snow'. It's also an 1827 fiction so ... (: But it's a TYL! one.

Ciaossu~