Title: Tsuna's Mukuro

Summary: What if Tsuna is just like Chrome, he has his own Mukuro? Although it's not Mukuro but the Vongola Primo himself?

Warnings: OOCness.

[Updated 11/3/15: Grammar mistakes fixed; format changed.]

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Chapter 13: Arriverderci

"See you tomorrow, Tsuna."

"We'll part this way, Juudaime."

"Ah, hai. See you tomorrow then, Yamamoto, Gokudera-kun."

The trio bid each other goodbye before going on their own way towards their respective home. The smallest of the three, namely Sawada Tsunayoshi, sighed as he let the serenity around him engulf him… or so he thought.

"Sigh… I'm still drained because of yesterday…" Tsuna complained as remembered the events that took place on a certain elevator. He sighed again, finally accepting half-heartedly the fact that his pineapple head mist guardian can communicate to him 'telepathically'.

If I ever see that pineapple head again, I will surely give him a lesson...

"Ahahaha…" Tsuna laughed nervously. You don't have to do that, Giotto-nii-chan.

But still!

Tsuna paused before a warm smile crept to his lips. Mukuro might be like that, but he's actually nice. He cares for his friends safety, and he actually sacrifice himself once so that his friends could escape from the Vendicare prison…

…

"Eh?" Tsuna's brows creased as he tried to look up at his forehead, only to fail miserably. Giotto-nii—!

Tsuna suddenly found himself on his knees, his eyes wide open as his head throb like a nail was being hammered into his skull, forcing its way into it. With one last shock of pain, he collapsed, fainting on the gray pavement below.

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Where am I? Tsuna asked himself as he tried to stand up, his head still aching a bit from what happened earlier. Come to think of it, what did happened earlier? He then scanned his surroundings, and he quickly recognized where he was—the place where he and Giotto always meet, the realm of the sky.

Tsuna's brows furrowed. "But why am I here?"

"Welcome, Vongola Decimo."

Tsuna veered to his left, only to find cold mist swirl before him, slowly materializing into something he wasn't prepared for.

"V-Vindice!" As the thick veil of mist dissipated, three people stood: three men clad in white cloaks and hat of the same color, while their whole face were covered in black bandages. Two of the men suddenly tightened their grip on the chains they were holding, and a groan of pain could be heard. Between them, previously blocked by one of the cloaked men, was a pale blonde man on his knees—his face hung low as most of his energy was drained, only to be held up by the large ominous chain bound tightly to his neck.

"Tsu… na…" Giotto looked up to see a shocked brunette. He then tried to smile. "Wha… What's… wrong?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

Tsuna, who finally recovered from his shock, faced the three men and shouted, "What are you doing to him?!"

One of the cloaked men, the one who wasn't holding Giotto in chains, moved forward and spoke, "This man, the first boss of the Vongola Famiglia—his time in your world was over ten years ago. And he recently escaped from prison…"

"P-Prison?" Wait, ten years ago? That's when Giotto-nii-chan left me!

"Yes, that 'world' where dead people go. The place you call heaven."

Tsuna gulped. "W-Wait… aren't you Vindice? So why are you here? D-Don't tell me that you're…"

"Don't jump to conclusions yet, Vongola Decimo." The man paused. "We are Vindice, and we are not too. The Vindice that you know are in charge of the living, while we, are in charge of the dead." He paused again to look at Giotto. "Like this fellow here." When he finished saying this, the chains around Giotto tightened, making him groan in pain again.

"Please stop!" Tsuna shouted as he can't bear to see his beloved Giotto hurt. "And w-what do you mean by prison? If he's in a world we call heaven, then… why is he locked up?"

"That's because all mafia bosses are to be imprisoned. And someday, you will be too," the man simply answered.

Tsuna's eyes widened. "What kind of reason is that? Besides, Giotto-nii is good! The only reason he founded the Vongola family is because he wanted to protect those dear to him!"

"Whether they are good or bad, they still cannot change the fact that they will eventually kill innocent civilians, intended or not."

Tsuna opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. It wa true. Even now that he still wasn't officially the tenth boss of the Vongola family, and wished that he wouldn't really be, many died because of him—especially that time when they went to the future.

But, even so, Tsuna knew in his heart that his Giotto-nii-chan was good. That he would—as much as he could—prevent those innocent lives to be lost. That's why—that's why he shouldn't be in prison. That's why he needed to save him.

"Sto… stop Tsuna… do… don't come any… closer…" Giotto said as could feel the brunette would make a move to save him. "Don't… fight them… they're… too much… for you…" He coughed as he finished, small splatters of blood escaping from his pale lips.

"But Giotto-nii!"

"Please… Tsu… na… don't…"

"But…" Tsuna looked at the chained Giotto, his eyes filling up with tears. He then closed his eyes and clenched his fists, letting the tears flow down his cheeks. Couldn't he do anything? Couldn't he even save him, his Giotto-nii-chan? Was… was he really a no-good Tsuna to the very end?

As Tsuna opened his eyes, he saw something that gave him hope.

"Now that this man's last wish has been fulfilled,"

Tsuna kneeled down and rummaged his bag for his dying will pills.

"We will now take our leave."

Wait! Just a little bit more.

The cloaked man who spoke turned around and faced his companions. "Arriver—"

"Wait," A calm, low voice said, revealing Tsuna in his hyper dying will mode. "I can't let you take him."

Using his glove, Tsuna quickly thrust himself to the side of the three men. Yosh, if I used the X Burner at the front, there's a high chance that Giotto-nii would be hit too. But if I use it at this side—he then moved his right hand to his back as large quantities of soft flames emit themselves from the leather glove—even if it is unbalanced—he then clenched his left fist in front of him, as if in prayer, before he moved his hand so that his palm was facing his target—the only one that's going to be hit is this guy!

"X Burner!" Tsuna finally released his hard flames, but what happened next was not what he expected. His target—the one who wasn't holding Giotto in chains—was directly hit by the X Burner. But after the flame was released, the cloak man was still standing, unscathed.

"Tsuna!"

In a blink of an eye, the cloaked man was in front of Tsuna. He then grabbed the brunette's head and shoved him to the side, giving Tsuna some scratches and a broken left arm.

"Hear this, Vongola Decimo: since we are in charge of the dead, we can't do anything to you. But if you interfere with us again, we would personally excise your soul from your body and deliver it to hell," the man warned, before turning around to face his companions again.

"Plea… se… w-wait…" Tsuna pleaded as he tried to get up, but his efforts were wasted for he fell down again.

"Arriverderci, Vongola Decimo."