Nana

Most people who knew of his husband's position assumed that Nana was kept in the dark.

She was so innocent, so brilliant, and her smile could really rule the world. The light that shine from her spoke of hope, spoke of a woman who had never been touched by darkness.

So when Reborn arrived on her doorstep, the hitman had been confident that she would accept him, and challenged at the same time, because then, he would have to keep everything a secret from the woman.

So when he accidentally pulled the trigger and made a sound unmistakably that of a gunshot, he had expected her to call the police. But Nana hadn't. She continued to cook, continued to smile, as if he wasn't pointing a gun at her son.

That was when he concluded two things. It was either Nana was a complete idiot, or she was hiding something very large.

Only Nana knew her own secret.

And that was before they even got married, Iemitsu had told her everything.

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Se could remember the day he had approached her, face grave, unlike the joyous blonde she had known. He looked at her with serious eyes, mouthing the words she had never expected to hear from him.

The mafia. It was the day she learned that the man she loved belonged to the dark world known as the mafia.

Iemitsu had left her there, something she had been glad for. The information had been too much. She really needed time to think about it.

She didn't take long though. Nana knew that whatever happened she would always love Iemitsu and that she would ultimately regret the day she'd give her love to another man.

Iemitsu had looked struck by lightning, telling her over and over again that his world was dangerous. That he'd never be home. That he would be away. That it would be as if he was never there at all.

She told him that his world was nothing to her.

She loved the blonde too much.

Iemitsu couldn't stop crying at her words.

So they got married, and not even a year after that, they had Tsuna.

It was pure bliss.

Until their tiny child turned three months old, and Iemitsu had to go off for work.

He only returned two years later. Missing his son's first steps. His son's first words. But Nana was not angry at all. She was happy because somehow, he remembered them. That behind the danger and everything else, he went home.

He left a week after that, returning home once more after three years. Tsuna had then been five. He brought home his boss, which Nana greeted warmly. She was thankful for the man because he kept Iemitsu alive.

Nana could only watch sadly as Tsuna hid behind her, scared of a father he had never seen before.

Iemitsu stayed for nine months this time, bonding with his son. They went to Kokuyo Land, and Nana could not be happier.

She only cried for him when he left once more.

He did not return for six years.

Tsuna had turned eleven, her baby boy growing up curious of who exactly his father was. Nana had tried to tell him stories of how great Iemitsu was, but that wasn't enough. Her son's hatred for his father slowly grew.

After all, when the boy was eight, Iemitsu accidentally sent a postcard with penguins on it. Nana could only sigh at how careless her husband could be.

Tsuna then asked her. "Do construction workers work in Antarctica?"

She only smiled at the little boy. "Your father is a unique man."

The little boy accepted it then.

When Iemitsu left once more, he told Nana how the first of Nono's heirs had been killed. He explained his bloodline, as well as that if worse comes to worst, Tsuna would inherit the famiglia. Nana cried, but she knew this was the life she accepted.

She told Tsuna that his father had become a star, and she began putting up an oblivious face since then, waiting for the time when mafia would knock at her door.

It came when Tsuna was thirteen, in the form of a baby hitman. She couldn't have been more surprised.

And she couldn't have been more pained either. She watched as Reborn would shoot her son, make him do difficult things. She held back the tears from seeing his scars and bruises. She could only watch after her son closely, and his young friends. She tried hard to keep up her face.

And yet, the more his son trained, the stronger he grew. The lonely, bullied Tsuna she had raised grew into something else, something bright and warm. She loved this side of her son.

When they disappeared for three days, she knew it was mafia related. She had been left alone in the house with only Fuuta and Bianchi. They comforted her, something she was thankful for. Without them, she would've gone insane.

It was at the age of eighteen that Tsuna told her everything. She smiled at her son, told him words that left his poor little son in a jawdrop.

"Took you long enough."

Nana was stronger than anyone else Tsuna knew.