Sherry here~ When reading 'Tsunaru', please make sure your room is brightly lit, your face is of considerable distance away from the computer and that you enjoy this fic~ If you happen to hate Fem!27 please back out now and please bear in mind that I do not own KHR~ X3


"Tsu-chan~" Luce knocked twice on her adopted daughter's room before turning the knob and entering her room. She smiled softly at the girl sprawled tiredly amongst a pile of papers and books. "Really... If you were going to sleep you could have done so in bed..." Luce tutted before smiling exasperatedly, closing the window in front of her daughter's study table and draping a warm blue blanket over her small frame. Luce patted her adopted child's head, marvelling at it's softness a bit before leaving the room.

A small smile touched Tsunaru's lips as she continued to remain dead to the world, relishing in her dream, her heart shaped earring glittering slightly in the lamplight.


Tsunaru awoke to a blurry image. 'Huh...?' She foggily thought, her vision extremely unclear. Her hand immediately went to her head, only to pull back slightly at the abnormal temperature. '... I have a fever!' Tsunaru's eyes widened, her throat trying to form words but the only sound she was able to produce was something akin to a strangled cry that could make even the most tone deaf person cringe in fear.

'I lost my voice?' Tsunaru gasped, her hands flying to her throat. Her eyes then landed on the black dress hanging on the cardboard's knob. It was very pretty with a simple design consisting of long sleeves that puffed out slightly at the shoulder area, the skirt itself had white linings running along the hem and frilled collars the colour of pure snow. The brunette fingered at the beautiful fabric which created this dress and brought it close to her cheek. 'Mama... Papa...' A single tear slid down her face as she gripped at the dress.

Tsunaru changed quickly, adding a black apple cap on with a small ribbon at the side along the way. She slipped into her knee-high black boots and smiled bitterly as she gazed at her reflection in the full-length mirror in her wardrobe. 'Mama would have liked to dress me up...' Her smile softened to one of sadness.

A knock resounded from her door, Tsunaru was about to call out permission for the person to enter but suddenly remembered that she was incapable of producing words so she settled for opening the door. "Ah, Tsunaru-sama, Sebastian-sama wanted to inform you of- Tsunaru-sama? Are you all right?" Kokoro was a beautiful girl, her snowy white hair slightly pronounced with her healthy peach like skin, her eyes were the colour of blood, much like Sebastian's just a lighter shade. She was dressed in a cute maid costume with its customary black dress and frilly white apron, accompanied with cute Mary-janes. All-in-all, Kokoro would have been a beautiful girl had it not been for the scar running down her cheek. The above-mentioned girl was currently looking worriedly at her charge for today.

Tsunaru just smiled and waved her concern away, writing on the writing pad that Kokoro had provided her with. "I'll be fine, now what were you saying about Sebastian?" She smiled gently when Kokoro gasped and blushed in embarrassment, spluttering apologies.

"Hai! Sebastian-sama is unable to accompany you to... that place." Tsunaru sighed. Kokoro took it the wrong way and started getting flustered. "A-Ah! He is extremely sorry of course but he had some family matters that he simply HAD to attend to!" Tsunaru smiled gently in understanding, her butler is usually as stubborn as a bull and would do anything to make her happy. 'Reminds me of Gokudera-kun...' So for him to miss something that was something of a yearly ritual, the problem had to be very serious.

"It's all right, Kokoro-chan. I'll just go by myself, take care of Mochida nii-san while I'm gone all right?" Kokoro blushed prettily at the mention of her handsome charge before she smiled and nodded. "I understand Tsunaru-sama, Sebastian-sama has already prepared the necessary items for your trip!" Kokoro chirped happily.


Tsunaru exited her home with a bag slung over her shoulder. She inwardly hummed as she skipped towards the train station, the bento that Sebastian packed her had all her favorite foods. 'I'll have to think of a way to thank him later...' She stopped by a florist and set to picking a bouquet. A certain black haired baseball player and silver haired bomber happened to be heading in her direction. "You stupid baseball idiot! Why did you have to stop to ask for directions!" Gokudera shrieked, literally fuming with anger.

Yamamoto just laughed carefreely, his hands behind his head. "Haha, I don't have a photographic memory like you Gokudera!" He laughed at the bomber's face and was about to continue when he spotted a mop of familiar brown hair, he blinked in surprise, it is Tsunaru-chan! "Hey, Gokudera! Look! It's Tsunaru!" He pointed excitedly and was about to yell out her name when a certain silver haired bomber beat him to it.

"HIME!" The brown haired girl immediately spun around at the call of her nickname. Her hair flying slightly in the wind, creating a beautiful picture. Tsunaru smiled at them before she approached them.

Tilting her head in greeting, Tsunaru smiled happily, cradling the bouquet in her small arms. Yamamoto noted how the light pink and white roses suited his friend's smile, his smile dropped slightly as he caught sight of her attire, it's almost as if she is going to attend a... funeral. "T-Tsunaru-chan, where are you going today?"

The brunette looks startled for a minute before she reached into her bag to produce a writing pad and pen. "Ah, I'll be going to Shimon town to visit my parents, would you like to come along?" Yamamoto frowned worriedly, but Tsunaru simply smiled. "S-Sure, we have nothing much to do anyway." Yamamoto forced a grin to appear as Gokudera started to fawn over Tsunaru as the brown haired girl made her way to the train station. 'I wonder what happened to her voice... more importantly, I hope she'll be all right...' Yamamoto thought.


Shimon town

Tsunaru looked around her surroundings in nostalgia. 'I've been in this town since I was little until Papa and mama... and then, I was adopted by Luce okaa-san... This place didn't really change much huh...?' Tsunaru smiled happily as she proceeded from the train station, her two friends following closely behind.

"It'll be a long way to where my parents are, why don't we have a snack first?" Tsunaru smiled, pointing to a nearby Traditional desserts store. Yamamoto and Gokudera both agreed, having felt slightly hungry from not eating breakfast. "Ne, Tsunaru-chan, is there something wrong with your voice? Why aren't you speaking?" Yamamoto asked curiously. Tsunaru blinked at his question before taking out her pen and writing pad.

"I awoke like this... it seems the vocal lessons finally took a toll on me." Gokudera frowned. "Hime, please take better care of yourself more..." Tsunaru giggled, it sounded slightly raspy but it was enough evidence to support what she had written. "This coming from a person who smokes on a regular basis." Gokudera blushed in embarrassment before smiling sheepishly.

Yamamoto watched the exchange between the two of them, feeling slightly left out. He decided to make his presence known by popping a bite-sized red bean mochi into Tsunaru's mouth, smiling as the girl immediately lit up at the taste of the sweet dessert in her mouth. Gokudera glared at Yamamoto before breaking off a piece of his dorayaki and feeding it to Tsunaru as well, the brown haired girl could only giggle slightly at their antics before feeding them each a spoonful of her milk pudding. The sequence repeated itself until the food finally finished and the three friends were soon on their way to their friend's parent's grave.

"We're almost there, just a while longer." Tsunaru encouraged her friends as they climbed the steps towards the shrine, both boys were panting slightly but Tsunaru was managing it like a professional and barely sweating. 'As expected of Hime/ Tsunaru-chan...' The boys thought as they continued climbing up.

"Beyond this shrine in a church, my parent's grave are in the backyard, do you think you can manage it?" Both boys nodded, they were not going to rest until they reached their destination. Tsunaru sighed exasperatedly at her friend's stubborn actions but smiled happily anyway. 'I'm glad I have such kind friends who will support me...'


'Papa... Mama... I've come to visit you. How are you doing?' Tsunaru smiled as she placed the bouquet in a small vase filled with fresh water, arranging them in an order such that the pink roses and white roses look more balanced. 'I've got two friends to introduce to you, this is Yamamoto-san.' Tsunaru glanced at Yamamoto who was cleaning the grave with a small smile on his face. 'He's very kind to me, he really likes baseball too. The other one, is Gokudera-kun, he is a little over-protective but he means well.' Tsunaru placed her hands together, holding them to her lips as her hoarse voice murmuring soft prayers. 'Sorry, I can't pray out loud right now, I think I'm running a fever... But... I'll still sing you our lullaby.'

"Constant as the stars above~ Always know that you are loved~" Tsunaru despite her hoarse voice still sang rather beautifully, Gokudera stood behind her, gaping in awe at the melodious voice his princess has. Yamamoto closed his eyes as he relished in the beautiful melody the brunette was producing, momentarily pausing his cleaning. "And my love shining in you~ Will help you make your dreams, come true~ Will help, your dreams... come... true..." As the last note faded off, footsteps could be heard approaching them, Gokudera and Yamamoto both narrowed their eyes in mistrust as they shielded their cute friend from the new group of strangers.

Tsunaru, still slightly dazed from her fever and using her already-hoarse voice too much, paid no heed to the newcomers and continued to hum softly as she burned the incense sticks. The group was an odd bunch, the middle person had spiky blond hair that resembled a certain brunette's style, he has narrowed blue eyes which were currently filled with mirth as he watched his friends bicker, he was dressed in a white dress shirt with light blue stripes, accompanied by a pair of black trousers, a brown belt with a silver buckle and a pair of black loafers.

The person next to the blonde man has a hairstyle which strongly resembled Gokudera's own hair, except that his hair was dyed (?) a light red. His long sleeved grey button-down shirt, loosened forest green tie, brown trousers and red belt fitted him perfectly. His face had flame-like tattoos and the redhead was biting harshly on a cancer stick, almost as if to bite back his anger for the smiling man next to him. The black haired man next to the smoker had a smile that was as calming as Yamamoto's, his hair was covered by the baseball cap. He wore a long sleeved hoodie over a white shirt, a pair of brown pants and white sneakers, a black band was worn over his right wrist.

On the left side of the first blonde, was a man with chilling grey eyes and dirty blonde hair, he was dressed in a black trench coat, khaki trousers and black loafers, he seems to be growing slightly irritated at the taunts a certain melon head illusionist was throwing him. The said illusionist, was however, enjoying the seemingly irritated man and started to provoke him further. He was dressed semi-casually with an indigo dress shirt underneath a navy blue sweater, brown jeans and black boots. A certain priest was chanting some prayers to god with a green haired teen, the priest was dressed in a black robe with a holy scarf hanging around his neck, the only thing out of place was the clean white bandage on the bridge of his nose. The green haired teen was praying fervently for the men to stop fighting, he was dressed in a white shirt with the wrists tied with brown ribbons, brown slacks and chocolate coloured loafers complete his outfit.

"Who are you guys?" Yamamoto asked threateningly, he did not like the feeling of these guys, it made him feel like he'll lose something precious to him very soon. The group was startled when they saw a few new presences at the graveyard, usually nobody would come here since only one grave was situated in the private Vongola graveyard, the grave of the current leader-in-training's parents. Gokudera glared at the group as well, obviously having felt the feeling that Yamamoto had experienced.

"That would be MY question, who are YOU, and what-" Before the blonde man could continue, Tsunaru stood up, her heart shaped earring glittering slightly in the sun. His narrowed blue eyes widened and he dropped the bouquet of pink and white roses in favour of dashing forward and grabbing the brunette's arm, enveloping her in a tight hug.

"TSU-CHAN!" Tsunaru, whose vision started to blur caught a glimpse of a similar heart earring on the left ear of the person hugging her. Tears filled her eyes as she whispered the name she thought she never be able to call out ever again.

"Giotto... nii...-san..." Tsunaru whispered, her voice raspy before she passed out in the blond man's arms