Un Fiore Per Te
Summary: A mother knows no boundaries when her child's life is in danger. And to protect her daughter, Sawada Nana would do anything. FemTsuna. ShortChapters - Longer Chapters in the future.
Just a warning: FemTsuna, AU, Language, Clichés, Cloud!Bucky, Lightning!Himeko, Granny!Angie, more in the future…
I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn or anything related to Marvel!
Chapter XII. Grass for Usefulness
Himeko trusted Tsuna.
The little girl was her best friend and the one who accepted her for who she was. Different from the other children of the orphanage, the orange eyed girl didn't fear her because of her mutation, which was the most dangerous one in the orphanage, nor did she pity Himeko for having given up everything – even her birth name – after her mother was murdered and her father disappeared.
So yeah.
Himeko trusted Tsuna. But…
But there were times when she just couldn't understand her.
"Why we are taking him with us?" Himeko asked Sgt. Barnes.
The ex-brainwashed assassin and Angie's childhood friend's older brother (She still had headaches every time she tried to process all the information she overheard about the mam when he was talking about it with Angie weeks ago. His life was a mess) was carrying the pervert man from the park in his back while Tsuna was holding one of his hands and humming happily.
"Because,"
Himeko narrowed her eyes. She huffed and repeated the question to Tsuna who blinked her eyes at her and smiled.
"Because Mr. Misty Doctor can help James get better!"
Sgt. Barnes twitched a little at those words, but he didn't say anything. The grey eyed girl, on other hand, raised a eyebrow, feeling a little confused.
Help? Was Tsuna talking about his PTSD?
"Ok…" Himeko muttered.
It was better to not ask. She would understand sooner or later.
Angie greeted them as they reached the orphanage. She took a double look at the unconscious man on Sgt. Barnes' back and closed her eyes as if praying for patience.
"I didn't see anything. I don't know anything." And she walked away, muttering something about wine and calling Peggy.
Himeko watched her go with a funny expression in her face.
Wasn't the Matron meant to be the adult there since Sgt. Barnes was bad at that? Why was she walking away as if it was normal?
She paused before looking at Tsuna. The little girl noticed her look and smiled innocently.
Ah, Himeko thought dryly and shook her head, that's why.
The clairaudient of the orphanage always had a reason for doing whatever she did. She should have known that Angie would ignore the man presence if Tsuna was the reason he was there and if Sgt. Barnes didn't say anything against it – Not that Himeko thought the ex-assassin knew how to say no to Tsuna.
Himeko sighed and folded her arms.
Well. It looked like she would have to wait until Tsuna decided to explain to her how, exactly, that perverted man could help Sgt. Barnes.
He was having a nice day.
He had just gotten paid for another assassination job well done and was taking a walk, whistling the first song that came to his mind.
Shamal didn't know how he ended up inside the amusement park but it was filled with beautiful and cute women and girls so the doctor shrugged his confusion off and grinned lecherous and started doing what he did best – Flirting.
He never thought he would say this; but that proved to be a mistake.
Shamal never saw the ball or whatever object that hit him while he was "talking" to the cute Japanese girl working in one of the stalls at the park. He was unconscious before he even knew what was happening and then, when he finally opened his eyes, he was sitting in a chair in a dark room and –
He blinked several times, gaping a little when what he thought to be a illusion didn't go away.
There was – There was a little Sky, no older than five or six, standing across him. She was a petit little thing and reminded him of someone but he just couldn't remember who. Shamal was pretty sure he had never seen orange eyes like those.
She was holding a plate of delicious smelling cookies but the perverted doctor decided to ignore it in favor of thinking why he had been kidnapped and why there was a baby Sky in front of him.
At first, he thought it was because his captors wanted him to Harmonize with the child. Being so close to such powerful and pure Sky was a great temptation and there were many Famiglias out there who wanted him in their rankings. He was well known after all.
But that hypothesis was immediately shot down.
He didn't think the child was part of any Famiglia. He would have already heard rumors about the existence of someone like her and any Famiglia would wager war for her. So Shamal was really confused and a little apprehensive to learn why he was there and who had caught him.
Finally noticing that he wasn't bound to the chair, Shamal patted his pockets discretely. His Mosquitos pills and his guns were no where to found.
"We took all your things," He turned a little.
So the little Sky already has elements, he thought when he saw the black haired preteen standing comfortably against a wall with a little of annoyance in her storm grey eyes, And what powerful little Lightning!
How those two had been hiding from the underworld?! Two powerful Flame users in the same area and children at that should have brought legions of Famiglias after them!
A small hand tapped his leg making him look at the little Sky,
She smiled, "Does Mr. Misty Doctor want a cookie?"
Shamal stared.
What the heck?
"I don't like sweets." He said.
It was a lie, of course. Shamal loved sweets, especially those cookies she was holding (And how the hell did his captors know which flavor was his favorite? Mint and Chocolate Chip was his second love after women) but he wasn't stupid enough to accept them. He didn't want to risk dying by eating them.
At his answer, the little Sky lost her smile and her lips trembled as she looked down.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw the Lightning Guardian snort and shake her head, "You shouldn't have said that, bud,"
Before he could say something about that, he noticed someone behind the little Sky. A gloved hand patted her fluffy head before it moved. It was so fast that Shamal couldn't even react as those fingers curled painfully around his throat.
His first thought was; Fuck, how didn't I see the Cloud Guardian standing right there? This guy Flames are as powerful as a Arcobaleno!
But then, he saw who was holding him by the throat and he almost shit himself while thinking: I am going to die.
The little Sky's Cloud Guardian was the fucking Winter Soldier.
Reborn was a legend; people respected him, people feared him. Even trapped in the body of a toddler and a cute little chubby face, he still could make grown men cry with a single look or kill someone with a bullet in their faces before they even knew what was happening.
But the Winter Soldier?
This terrifying mam was the boogeyman of the underworld. He was older than Reborn by at least thirty years or more and had gained a reputation of having never failed a mission. Even the part of the underworld that worked with Flames was scared of him because everyone and their grandmother knew the guy would kill you before you even thought of using your Flames.
He was a killing machine; ruthless and uncaring.
Or not.
Because, apparently, he had a baby Sky and he cared very much about her.
Gasping for air, Shamal did the only thing he thought that could save him,
"C-Cooki-es a-are n-n-nice!" He sputtered, terrified out of his mind and trying to not shit in his pants. Shamal could barely breath and his voice sounded a little raspy, but he continued, "C-Cookies a-are r-rea-lly n-nice! I-I l-lov-e c-coo-kies!"
The baby Sky beamed and the Winter Soldier let him go, throwing him back to the chair.
The Lightning Guardian snickered.
Shamal rubbed his neck, taking a deep breath. He closed his eyes, feeling almost physical pain as he turned to look at the little Sky who smiled sweetly and offered him a cookie. Shamal could feel the Winter Soldier burning holes in his head but he kept his eyes glued on those sunset orange orbs as he took a cookie.
Slowly, he took a bite.
The Winter Soldier narrowed his eyes when Shamal kept chewing. The doctor shivered before he forced himself to swallow.
He froze.
"That's actually pretty good." He said, surprised. Shamal took another bite as well a cookie.
The baby Sky giggled while the Lightning Guardian snorted. "Did you think it was poisoned or something?"
He tried to not look at the monster hovering over the little Sky like the ever present Cloud he clearly was and turned to look at the Lightning Guardian. He hesitated. He didn't want to risk making the little Sky upset again.
He was a certified doctor and pervert, not suicidal.
"Yes…?"
The black haired girl face palmed, muttering something under her breath before shaking her head and turning unamused grey eyes in his direction.
"Dude, we don't need to poison you," She pointed at the Winter Soldier, "We have Sgt. Barnes."
Shamal decided to think about the fact that the Winter Soldier actually had a name and that he was, possible, ex-military at a later time and cleared his throat, feeling extremely uncomfortable with those three staring at him as if he was a idiot. Even though the little Sky was just staring with big and innocent orange eyes – Which was worse, by the way.
"Why – Why I am here?"
The black haired shrugged, "Don't ask me," She said, grimacing a little. "I am still trying to understand it."
The baby Sky perked up,
"Because Mr. Misty Doctor can help James!" She said with what he thought to be a serious expression. She had one hell of a scary companion, but she was really cute. "The bad men placed things in his head," The baby Sky wrinkled her nose as if that wasn't exactly what she wanted to say but was the only way she knew how to explain what the problem was, "Mr. Misty Doctors knows how to take them out, He has done it before!"
The black haired girl looked a little sick at the implications of those words but the Winter Soldier narrowed his eyes in thought. He raised an brow after a second and looked at the little Sky with something akin to realization in his eyes. Shamal wasn't sure. The guy was better than Reborn at hiding his emotions.
What he was completely sure of, however, was that he was kidnapped because the little Sky had a friend who was sick.
He shrugged,
"I don't treat men." Shamal said. "Sorry, kid. I can't help your James."
There was a click and a gun was shoved in his face,
"I am James." The Winter Soldier said when he looked up to see those cold blue eyes staring down at him as if he was one of the Mosquitos he used.
Oh.
Oh.
Shamal smiled nervously, "I would love to help!"
IMPORTANT (Read it if you want): At the orphanage, everyone believes that Tsuna is a mutant with the power of clairaudience because they know she can hear information about the past, present and future. She isn't a mutant. Her clairaudience is her Hyper Intuition, which is stronger than the Intuition of all the other members of the Vongola Bloodline – Yes. Even the Primo. I will talk about it in the story later on but wanted to let you guys know this.
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