Disclaimer Notice! I do not own the francise – Katekyo Hitman Reborn. What I do own though, was this crazy plot twist of the canon story that my twisted mind formulated plus the additional character I inserted to give color to this story.
Author's Note! Okay, this time….It might seemed a bit more confusing. But well, when did it ever became clear? XD The "fu fu fu" guy has been toying with us (yes, sadly I've been a captive too) for so long I think it's time to unmasked him! Maybe not now, but soon….soon~ I'm so excited on writing the "secrets" and "answers" to the mysteries that cloud those previous chapters! I just hoped it wasn't too confusing!
THE SKY WITHOUT ITS ELEMENTS
A Katekyo Hitman Reborn Fan Fiction
Chapter Nine
Awoken Captive
My eyes snapped opened and I was brought back to the world they called as "reality".
My eyes weren't as clear as I remembered my vision to be, it's still in the process of adjusting to the sudden brightness. Why was it so damn bright?! I felt like the sun was just in front of me, it's rays of light directed directly to me. I tried to block it with my hand, but was stopped when I couldn't feel my arm. Damn! It felt numb.
Suddenly, I found a pair of sparkling blue eyes hovering above me. Those eyes, where had I seen them before? I felt my head throbbed. There it is again! Attempting to split my head! Go away! I screamed and screamed, forcing myself to get rid of the pain. It seems pointless, but still it gives me something to place my concentration on.
All of a sudden, I heard a voice. I tried to focus my vision to clear up the blurred image and of course to know why the heck there was a pair of floating eyes hovering above me! It was illogical, right? For a pair of eyes to move without being attached to something important like…perhaps a head! But, being as dazed as any sane person could get, I had forgotten the exact definition of reality.
"Tsuna are you okay?"
I slowly ease myself into a sitting position. My head is still attempting to split my head, but I can't just lay down and wait for it disappear. Not now, when I just felt a presence beside me. I stared at the figure that sat on my right. I blinked. Oh, good thing it has a body…No matter how silly it may had sounded, those were my first thoughts.
"W-where…" Even with my head hurting by every move I tried to make, I still insists on sitting properly. I used both of my arms to help me sit but a pair of hands grabbed my shoulder and forced me to lie again. "Y-you need to rest…" his voice sounded concern. I looked at my right, and saw the figure who had spoken, the same person who owns those sparkling blue eyes.
His hair was a shade of brown.
Brown hair…
Blue eyes…
His name was…
"Yasu…" I heard my own voice spoke up. It sounded rasp, like I hadn't used it for ages. The person – Yasu, as I remembered it – smiled. "Glad you still remember me…" Now, his voice sounded melancholy. Why was he so upset? What had I done wrong?
I felt guilt spread through me. Why? Why do I felt guilty? Instead of receiving an answer, more questions followed suit. Why am I here? Where am I? What just happened? Why can't I remember anything? Why does my head hurt?
Suddenly, Yasu's smirk grew wider. "Junko! Junko! Tsuna's back from the dead!" Dead? Did I….died?
A man standing inches from me…
A gun being loaded…
A gun pointed at my chest…
A loud bang…
Pain from my chest…
Blood oozing from my chest…
A bullet on my chest…
It all seemed so real! My breathing suddenly became rapid. No. No! That was only a dream right? Perhaps a nightmare. I don't care what it was called. I don't care! What I need to know was if it was real or not. My right hand found its way to my chest.
It's still intact. No bullet had gone through. No hole…
But why do I feel like there's a hole in it?
Out of panic, I grasped Yasu's hand tightly. I saw his eyes widened. But, I don't care. My mind was lost in its thoughts. Sweat started to form on my head. My breathing, I can't control it. I think I'm hyperventilating.
All because of a stupid dream…
'Think of it!' I heard a voice inside my head. 'If you did get shot, then you wouldn't have lived today. Then you wouldn't have been shaking in a bed. Then you wouldn't be able to see those eyes. Think of it. And stop being an idiot' A voice screamed in my head.
It practically explained everything. It laid out all the necessary facts. All I needed to do, was to believe. Yes, to believe every word it said. I suddenly felt relaxed. I felt someone shook my shoulder. I looked up and saw a pair of fierce red eyes and jet-black hair.
Black hair…
Red eyes…
His name was…
"Junko!" I yelled. I felt like winning a lottery. At least you remembered him…Another voice spoke inside my head. Why are their sudden voices anyway? I shook my head. Focus! Focus Tsuna! Focus what was in front of you!
Don't try thinking of anything else…
It would make things much harder…
It would make things more painful…
You don't want to suffer again…
Do you?
I nodded.
"Tsuna? Are you alright? Why are you nodding?" a soft voice spoke to me. I slowly glanced up and met a pair of red eyes. That was Junko…right? "Junko…Yes, yes I'm alright…Oh, it was nothing" I explained. I can't just tell him that there seemed to be another person inside of me right? I might sound crazy.
But, somehow whenever I spoke their names, I felt the guilt on me disappear. It was like…some secret ritual I could eventually be used to. "I'm glad to hear that…." He spoke softly. He then turned to his left and knocked Yasu's head. Yasu smirked back as Junko began scolding him.
This scene, have I saw it before?
"What's that for, Junko?!" Yasu asked, rubbing his head. His voice tells that he's only faking his anger. Perhaps to provide entertainment? But, what kind of entertainment would he get from faking it? Maybe it's meant for you? Silly.
"It's for being dramatic! Of course, Tsuna hadn't died!" He said it like a matter of fact.
Tsuna…
Died…
Tsuna…
Hadn't…
Died…
If I could see my eyes, I would have felt terrified, for it had turned dull – as if my soul had been drained out, as if my mind had been controlled.
Ha! As if…
I shook my head. Darn it! Why do I ALWAYS became too lost in my thoughts? When I caught Junko's eyes, I saw pain and regret. My eyes widened. "Junko…" I mouthed his name, it sounded foreign to my lips but at the same time, a familiar sensation flowed through me. When he caught my gaze, he shook his head and turned the other way. The emotion I saw was masked as if preventing me to read him again.
"Tsuna…" I've been summoned. "Yes?" I asked. I saw Yasu's welcoming smile. "Do you want something to eat?"
They both helped me go down in the kitchen. When I asked them what happened, they explained that they saw me lying flat in the rooftop. I cannot remember anything else. And so, I believed on what they told me. After all, I had no memories of it to prove otherwise. I don't even know how I got myself sleeping in the roof.
Perhaps out of fatigue?
Or perhaps out of weakness?
I clenched my head as it began throbbing again. I swear I just saw something back there. A person, yellow…black, or perhaps a mixture of the two. I don't know! I can't remember! It was as if a part of my mind is pushing those thoughts aside, making me forget them immediately.
Yasu shook my shoulder, worry was evident in his eyes. But, there is something more within those. A masked emotion perhaps? Just like with Junko. Are they hiding something from me?
I shook my head as I tried to clear my mind once more. There's no point in worrying with those thoughts. I had to focus.
They lead me downstairs, and lead me to the kitchen. Once there, I heard scuffling inside. Someone was there, probably preparing something for them. Yasu and Junko smiled at me. And I can't help but to smile back.
When I got there, I saw a tall figure - his back was on us. He was humming and slightly dancing. It was silly to watch of course. He's wearing a lady styled pink apron, judging from the piece of fabric that was tied against his back. Yasu helped me sat in my chair. Then they both sat on their respective position, luckily on either side of me.
"Oh! You're awake now, Tsuna!" the tall figure spoke. I nodded and replied a quick yes. His voice sounded awfully familiar. It felt like I heard it somewhere before. I looked at his features again, scanning his whole appearance. He has pitch black hair, very similar to Junko's.
As if sensing the distrust that is slowly forming inside my head, the figure explained. "I am Junko's brother, if you might want to know…" his back was still face on me, his face hidden from my sight.
"Older…" Junko added. You can hear the annoyance in his voice. "Oh, don't sound so disappointed, little brother" the figure spoke again. He seemed like he had finished preparing his main course for he's currently removing the apron. Finally, I could see his face.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to Yasu and asked why. "His name is Katashi. He's a senior at our school, two years older than us, if you'll want to ask" He then smiled at me. It sounds assuring and I found myself nodding back. Though I felt something amidst with the information he had given me.
Get a hold of yourself, Tsuna! Why a sudden mistrust on everyone? You're not being yourself again. I sighed and turned my gaze away from him. I focused myself on the tall figure who had now placed his cooking on the table. His eyes were covered by his black hair. I gazed at him, and felt my heard beating faster.
Why do I felt fear creeping in my veins?
He moved the chair opposite mine and sat. He then looked up. I gasped. God! His eyes!
His height as tall as the man who wield sword…
His hair as dark as night…
His smirk was malicious and full of evil…
His skin was pale but not as pale as that of the dead…
His posture and the way he held the gun…
He looked like he had been waiting for this day to come…
Always waiting…
Patiently waiting…
The gun pointed directly at my chest…
A bullet fired from it…
The bullet piercing through my heart…
Blood coming out from it…
Blood…
Death…
Illusion…?
Reality…?
Those pair of purple eyes…
That dark hair…
Where had I seen it before?
"Fufufu~ Shall we begin?"
Note! What's this?! Did I attempt to do another First POV chapter?! Get a hold of yourself Tsuna! Where nearing the end! (of book one, a sequel is sure to come up!) Five or eight chappies to go and where done! Finally! I hope it won't be too tragic though…Kufufu~
Update Note! Hi beautiful humans! So, forgive me for being gone for like two-three? years. this file, along with two others, had unfortunately stayed hidden within the realms of my data, so I'm really sorry if I've only managed now to post it up. Some viewer had commented on this story and I felt the great shame of being one of the authors i despise (lovingly)...those who disappear for YEARS. So, with great found determination and some prayer, I'll be pushing myself further to see to it that this story will be finished. Thanks and rant out ^^ (expect updates for one to two weeks)