Red
Chapter Twenty
Natsu knew there was something wrong with Tsuna. He'd call it the instinct of the twin, but Natsu wasn't one to use such petty excuses. The first wrong thing was that he had both halves of the Vongola sky ring. Tsuna had given his half to Natsu before running off. Second was that Reborn wasn't the scary Reborn he formerly knew. Reborn was in his adult form most of all the time now, and only turned into his baby form when the hitman decided to sleep, which was only once in a lifetime. As far as Natsu knew, Reborn never stayed in his adult form unless Tsuna was in danger. Third was that Tsuna talked more often, and didn't flinch away from Natsu when Natsu entered the room. The brunet did shy away when Natsu got close, but unlike before, it seemed as if Tsuna didn't mind Natsu being in the same room as him. It interested Natsu. For Tsuna to become whole – it was fun for Natsu; both to experiment with this newfound courage in Tsuna, and the push Tsuna to his limits to see just exactly what made the transformation happen.
Natsu was going to find out what this new Tsuna was, even if he would get shot for it. Screw Reborn and his bullets, Natsu was going to remind Tsuna just why he didn't talk back to him. Natsu enjoyed teasing this new Tsuna, but he didn't enjoy when Tsuna fought back in the most snide ways possible, spitting insults and curses when the brunet thought Natsu was too far away to hear.
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Reborn was aware that the only thing keeping Tsuna from having a nails-on-the-blackboard voice was Mukuro's illusions and the pencil he was connected to. After ordering a grinning Tsuna and wary Enma to get to school Reborn headed off towards his next destination: Kokuyo Land. It was likely Mukuro knew exactly what was going on. It was harder to use illusions on a dead body after all, and Mukuro could sense the Vindice a mile away since the boy had been to hell so many times. He had to know Tsuna was a Vindice from his illusion he kept maintaining, just as Enma suspected from the way the seal on his Earth ring reacted, since it was the Vindice that helped seal the Shimon rings. With Tsuna so close to it, it was likely the ring probably naturally gravitated towards him.
The moment Reborn stepped into the dark room, Mukuro appeared in a rather comical way, chuckling. Reborn stood his ground, pressing a hand to the tip of his hat, letting Leon lick his finger reassuringly. The chameleon seemed to purr at the new attention Reborn gave him. Reborn smiled a tiny smile at no one in particular, and watched the illusionist in front of him who peered at him curiously, nose turned high.
"So the Sun Arcobaleno made a mistake and wants help?" said Mukuro. "My my, you've asked so many favors lately I'm tempted to refuse you."
Reborn eyes narrowed. "He's already a Vindice. If I tell anyone who doesn't already know, he dies, but that doesn't mean you can't."
Mukuro's smirk and smug look left his face completely. His red eye seemed to glow eerily in the darkness of the empty room. The trident in Mukuro's right hand made a long shadow, cutting through the room. The cracks on the wall and the way the ripped up pale curtains gleamed in the sunlight would have made anyone but Reborn himself a bit creeped out. They both knew it was a dangerous proposition for Reborn to make, that would get them both killed if anyone found out.
"I will not risk the wrath of the Vindice." said Mukuro, dipping his head down to the Sun Arcobaleno. Mukuro was frowning. "Your aims, goalds, past, everything is unknown to me. Kufufufu, when Tsunayoshi Sawada returned, I know he was one of them, but I have no idea how, or what secret you two are hiding. It would be unwise for me to walk into a situation I have no idea about. Especially if it concerns them. It will come at a price. Information always does, Arcobaleno, if you want me to do what you're asking."
Reborn nodded. "You'll regret it Rokudo Mukuro." The hitman told the illusionist sincerely. "the Vindice killed Tsuna and turned him against me for this information." He paused, looking with hard onyx eyes at the Mist guardian. "Are you willing to risk that?"
Mukuro laughed, as if it were some elaborate plan that Reborn had no clue about that he was revealing. One that mimicked Byakuran's laugh perfectly.
"Of course! Dirt on the world's number one hitman and the Sun Arcobaleno sitting in front of me on a silver platter? Kufufufufufu, I would never pass that up."
Reborn stepped forward, placing one hand on Mukuro's trident, and pushed it away. He had no intention of getting stabbed anytime soon, or possessed. Then, Reborn gave a predatory smirk, getting far too close for comfort, and let his red eyes show as he locked eyes with the illusionist.
"You asked for it, Rokudo."
Through the sunlight showing through the broken glass windows and shattered curtains, two sharp fangs were clearly seen by Mukuro's eyes only, but by then, it was too late.
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Enma was fairly certain that the idea of going against the Vongola wasn't good, but going against an immortal vampire and an undead Vindice who was also one, was suicide. That's why when he got home, he fell to the couch in a planking sort of way and laid there in shock and despair over the fact that shit bigger than them was happening and now that he had found out Sawada Tsunayoshi was really a twisted, insane Vindice disguised as a normal high school student, he was probably going to get caught up in it.
Damn Shimon rings, they almost got him killed for glowing and revealing Tsuna had the flame of Night. He was sure that he was losing that game of Othello, and would've died had Reborn not appeared then. That game they had played was life or death, and Enma had quickly found out that Tsuna was quite good at winning games.
Adel walked through the front door with her possessed boyfriend, only to stop and stare at her boss, wondering if he had finally lost it. She put on a worried face, her eyebrows pinching together, and quickly made her way to Enma's side.
"Enma?" asked Adel.
Enma groaned into the pillow before lifting his head up. He looked at them, his guardians, his most trusted, and sighed. "We can't do it." He said. "I'm okay with going against the Vongola, but not the Vindice. I almost got killed today by a Vindice who was also a vampire. What Cozarto's journal says is true, they exist. I just saw Giotto's bodyguard, Reborn, today, and he saved me from that...person."
Adel's boyfriend looked like a pale sheet of white cloth. A shocked look crossed his face. Adel turned to say something, but failed. Enma had a grim frown on his face, although he wasn't as horribly shocked as Kaoru, who was possessed by their resident first gen Mist guardian, Daemon.
"Who?" 'Kaoru' asked, stupefied.
"The vampire Reborn and the Vindice member, Sawada Tsunayoshi. I wouldn't have thought it was possible, but my ring glowed when Tsunayoshi got close to me. Reborn only confirmed it, but I don't think they're allies. It seemed that Tsuna has orders to kill himself if Reborn tells anyone who doesn't already know about it. Or something like that. What Tsuna said was a big vague, but he's definitely not fully there."
Daemon was already in the process of getting a migraine at this information. Too bad fate didn't like him, or he might have succeeded in his plane to take over the Vongola.
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Tsuna glared at the black flame touching the air above his hand, floating just above the palm of his hand. He pressed his lips together, a stressful feeling overfilling his stomach, though he had no idea why. A twisted frown marred his face as if it were a large scar.
He remembered his previous life, but also the pain. He regretted a lot of things. He was Tsuna, but he wasn't. He felt human, sane, somewhere, but he couldn't reach for it, like it was just out of his graspholdvisionsightrange. He knew it was there, and he knew that the light of his previous self was there, and he was starved of it. He couldn't reach it, despite knowing exactly where it was, because he couldn't get on the path that led to it. He wanted to find what was in that light – surely, Tsuna figured, if his previous self loved all those selfish humans around him, that he'd have some sort of clue on why Tsuna both hated his previous self and why he also wanted whatever his previous self was, back.
Behind his insanity was no hate. His hate for Checkerface, the one that caused this whole mess, for Reborn, who dragged him into it, and Natsu, who caused him so much pain, and the one who was the trigger for all that followed that night in the alley.
However much he wanted to, Tsuna couldn't hide it – the sliver of completefullwholetogetherhappiness he felt when his Night flame danced across his fingers. His Hyper Intuition spoke now, too, and that flame that would do anything, even cut off Iemitsu's hand, had vanished.
Tsuna didn't know what to think.
The one thing he did know, however, was that surely, if he followed Bermuda's clear and strict orders, something might come of it. He would be able to reach that light of his past self, and figure out why his foolish past self had been so sacrificial and caring. He didn't understand how anyone, especially himself, could act like that. It was stupid.
Tsuna let the flame flicker out of existence. At it's leave, a flash of pain streaked across his neck, and Tsuna's eyes widened. He remembered Natsu, falling on the floor, broken arm, and the pain of the knife slashed across his neck. He had been so frantic, so terrified of dying that day, he'd dragged himself to the bathroom in hopes to stop the bleeding.
Yet Tsuna couldn't remember just why his previous self had been so determined to live of all things. Considering how Natsu was, Tsuna couldn't see why his previous self hadn't fought back either.
He needed to reach the light. He had to find out. Tsuna would find the answers to his questions, and he'd follow Bermuda to do so, since Bermuda's orders were the only clear thing to listen to. The only sound that didn't repeat with another thousand words of synonyms and antonyms.
Tsuna wilted. Yes, he thought. I am happy.
I have to be. If I weren't, then this all would've been for nothing.
Right...?
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Reborn slammed the door open to Tsuna's room with a kick. If not for Reborn's restraining himself, the door would have gone flying off its hinges and smashed through the window on the other side of the room. The Night flame flickered out of Tsuna's hand as he jumped off his bed, and glared at the elder vampire.
"What do you want?" demanded Tsuna, irritable. He didn't want to have to keep short warping away from Reborn again. The hitman had already interrupted his fun with Enma, the Shimon kid, and had tried to force him to go places he didn't want to go to; mainly, school.
"We're going out." Reborn told him. "I know the old Tsuna has to be in there, and I'll be damned if I let that illusionist through my memories for nothing."
Tsuna sniffed, then brought up a hand to cover his nose, scrunching up his face. "You bit him, urgh, I can smell his blood on you. I thought you wouldn't drink shit blood, and I doubt Mukuro's blood tastes good when he hardly eats anything as it is, shitfaced mentor."
Reborn clicked his tongue and gave a wolfish grin, completely opposite to his previous moods he had when around Tsuna. He used his speed to dart across the room and pick up Tsuna by the crook of his elbow, and heaved the boy up off his feet. "I never said that!" Reborn exclaimed in a loud voice. "When there's better choices around, I'd rather drink that, but he offered payment for seeing my memories – so I took it. I can't drink your blood anymore, Tsunayoshi. Your body is dead, so the blood doesn't flow anymore, plus you're a vampire, which means if I drink it, it's the equivalent of drinking an entire bottle of vodka for a human. I don't intend to get drunk either, so I took what was mine as payment. Nothing much, was it?"
"Why don't you drink Natsu's blood?" asked Tsuna. It was a question he thought about frequently, since Natsu was always within arm's reach of Reborn. It puzzled him greatly. "He's Giotto's descendant, plus he has a sky flame. If I had to drink anyon'es blood, I'd bite him."
Reborn snorted disdainfully. "You'd probably kill him by taking all his blood," said Reborn. "so no. We're going to Kokuyo Land, and you're gonna get stabbed with Mukuro's trident."
Tsuna was immediately trying to shove Reborn away after that. He drove his fist into Reborn's unprotected side, and when that didn't work, he reached up and bit down on Reborn's arm that was holding him. A trail of blood ran down Reborn's arm and the hitman gritted his teeth in pain and kicked Tsuna away. A chunk of flesh was spit from Tsuna's mouth and Reborn held a hand over the ripped up arm Tsuna has caused.
"I don't think that's a good idea, sensei~. Mukuro must know, which means I can kill him without repercussions if I wanted to, and have the Vindice blame it on someone else. Do you really think I won't kill him for trying to get me to fight against Bermuda-sama?"
Reborn took his hand away from his bloody arm, and reached into his jacket. He brought out a rope and a pair of handcuffs. "Yes, yes I do, dame-Tsuna."
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It had started. Daemon was no easy opponent, and Reborn knew one misstep could end in his head getting sliced off. The spirit has sought him out for a deal. ("You of all people must understand how weak the Vongola has become! Help me, Reborn, and we can turn Giotto's famiglia into something great!" "I don't care if the Vongola lives or dies, Spade, I only care about whether or not my food is in good condition.")
Tsuna had disappeared off into Rokudo Mukuro's lair (Reborn could still hear his screams of annoyance as he had lost the ability to short warp with night flames). Natsu, Reborn could hear, was off with Enma and Adel, who were explaining the entire situation and the misunderstanding that had taken place back when they thought Giotto had betrayed Cozarto and left him to die some hundred years back.
"How do you know Giotto helped Cozarto?" asked Natsu. It didn't add up that after months of planning the Shimon would just up and tell him how they planned to kill him and his guardians on a shady piece of evidence. "Did you just happen to read further into his diary yesterday, on pure chance? That's ridiculous."
"Y-yeah," Enma replied. Truthfully, it was Reborn that told them, which then prompted Daemon to try to destroy Reborn.
"You sure?" Natsu knew he had to be suspicious about everything now. Tsuna was acting weird, Reborn was staying in his adult form and actively defending Natsu himself despite them both knowing that Reborn didn't favor Natsu, and a new mafia group showing up was odd. His Hyper Intuition wouldn't leave him alone either. The inheritance ceremony the old bastards Timoteo and Iemitsu were planning didn't reassure Natsu's Hyper Intuition in the least. Timoteo and Iemitsu had no idea of what had happened in the past few months since the battle with Xanxus and just how fucked up Reborn and Tsuna were. Even the guardians had noticed and were staying away ever since the Shimon showed up – perhaps before then, if they were the same as Natsu, and sensed something off with one of their sky's. Natsu hadn't cared to ask, and Hayato and Chrome hardly showed up anymore; and they were both the ones who generally stayed in the Chaos house all day.
Natsu had the full sky ring – but part of it wasn't his. Both Tsuna and Natsu were supposed to succeed, and Natsu wouldn't accept anything less. He wouldn't accept Tsuna shoving the ring on him as if his duty meant nothing to him.
That being said, Timoteo, his guardians, the CEDEF and Colonello and Lal Mirch were all on their way over, along with the rest of the mafia world, to the twisted happenings of Reborn and the Vongola heirs. Reborn and Tsuna's secrets wouldn't last long, Natsu was sure. He just didn't know if he wanted to hear them.
His annoying Hyper Intuition didn't.
"Yes." Enma said, glancing at Adel. His hands trembled. The urge to tell the stubborn Decimo was weighing on him.
"Alright." said Natsu, watching the two Shimon members leave. Their story didn't bother him that much – after all, why fuss over something that 'could have been' when shit was clearly going down elsewhere. Natsu hardly cared if Enma was his enemy or ally, if he helped get Tsuna back to his normal self (his Hyper Intuition wouldn't let him refer to Tsuna as Tsuna, which confused Natsu to no end), Natsu would accept him.
Convincing Hayato was going to be hard. The big guy and Takeshi were already friends, so that was no problem. Hibari and Mukuro were going to throw a fit, but that was Tsuna's problem, no this. Lambo and Chrome wouldn't care all that much, and Ryohei wouldn't listen to a word Natsu would say about them being almost-enemies with the Shimon, so Natsu didn't bring himself to care about telling his guardians. Reborn, it seemed, was beating up a 'possessed Kaoru' as Adel put it. Natsu had no idea what a Kaoru was, but nodded and went along with it as if he'd known the entire time.
Now all Natsu had to do was keep all the idiots around him alive while he waited for the Vongola to pick them up. It was easier said than done, Natsu was sure, but as he sat in the living room chair, staring at the empty coffee cup that Reborn had left there that morning (last night?) he couldn't help but grin. If things went to plan, Natsu would have his possession back, and he'd have leverage over Reborn even more so because of it.
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Mukuro didn't know what to do once he stabbed Tsuna. the stupid vampire with a fedora had said to make sure he could possess Tsuna, for some upcoming battle, but Mukuro didn't want to see what was inside his twisted sky's mind. Mukuro would never admit to hesitating, but anyone sane wouldn't want to go inside an Vindice's mind either. Mukuro had no idea if he'd be lost to the same insanity Tsuna was while inside the boy's mind, or if the Night flame inside Tsuna would devour his own. Ken and Chikusa gave Mukuro doubtful expressions.
The two had helped Mukuro subdue Tsuna, and that was the only thing Mukuro had ever asked of them. It was the least they could do, and also the most. He nodded to them, telling them it was fine for them to leave, now that Tsuna was unconscious. The chances of the brunet waking up anytime soon were little.
They were all bleeding from numerous cuts and scrapes, all from Tsuna's attempts to kill them, but even the Vindice couldn't see through Mukuro's illusions. Tsuna, who had only a few years of experience in handling illusions, had no chance against Mukuro's illusions. It also might of helped that Reborn had stuck a hand through Tsuna's stomach and left a gaping hole there and then left them to deal with Tsuna in any way they wanted, as long as Mukuro fulfilled his end of the deal.
Hopefully it would work, Mukuro thought, and entered Tsuna's mind as easily as walking through a doorway.
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Two days after the battle with Daemon, Reborn lay on the roof of his house in his adult form, eyes closed. Tsuna came through a portal of Night flames and landed next to Reborn. Reborn opened one eye, looking up at his former apprentice, curious as to why the brunet would appear randomly during the day. Generally Tsuna only ran away from Reborn or sought him out to tick him off. Reborn, after shooting through Daemon's little illusions, was already upset in an angry way about Daemon's betrayal to Giotto, and had no patience for Tsuna's tricks at the moment.
Tsuna lunged at Reborn. He was slower than normal, as getting possessed and having a hole in one's stomach could do that to a person, and the hitman grabbed both of Tsuna's wrists before they could land a hit.
"What are you doing?" questioned Reborn.
Tsuna showed his sharp fangs. "I have new orders from Bermuda," he said, leaving off the honorific he normally teased Reborn with, since he knew the hitman hated hearing it. "no more killing myself now – I've been ordered to take that yellow pacifier away from you – oh, but don't worry, Papa, it's just to make sure you can't fight against us in the Representative Battle. Your little interference with finding the loopholes in our agreement pissed off my boss, which means now I get to do this-!"
Reborn kept a tight hold on Tsuna's wrists even after the brunet started to burn Reborn with his Night flames. The two stared each other down on the rooftop, the sunlight shining down as it always had before, one frowning and the other grinning.
"I won't let you." said Reborn. "The old Tsuna would never do this. Plus, I'm Reborn. I'm not going to brood and feel sorry for myself forever. Now, why is it that you want to die so badly? Why is it that you loathe me for picking you up from that alley that night? I have protected you, and yet now you want to kill me? If that is your dying will, then it must have been at least a thought in the old Tsuna's mind, so I want to know why you thought that. Why is that, of all things, your dying will?
Tsuna was confused. It showed on his face, and he slowly, almost as catious as a cat stalking a sparrow, said, "Because I hate living...? I hate Natsu for doing this to me, and I hate you for forcing me to live." Tsuna pressed his lips together, just looking at Reborn. He pressed his fingers against Reborn's own wrists, holding on, so that Reborn could not back away. "I hate you, I suppose."
Reborn wanted to sigh. "Then so be it."
Tsuna pulled his lips back in a snarl and jerked away. As he pulled back, letting go of Reborn, he put his left foot forward and hooked it around Reborn's ankle, and used the taller form of Reborn as leverage to swing himself around so that he was at Reborn's side, and then let go, and dropped off the side of the roof.
The hitman raised an eyebrow and stared down at Tsuna, who grinned wolfishly and waved, then, like a five year old child, skipped into the house. He was most likely going off to annoy Natsu before disappearing again. Reborn could guess that much at least.
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It was the meeting day. Well, what was supposed to be. Since Reborn and Tsuna were both extremely violent towards one another, far past the normal for what would be considered a mentor-apprentice spar. Rebron had only been seen in fleeting instances. Strangely enough, Mukuro was dropping by every other day, and bottles of what Natsu suspected wasn't wine filled up the fridge door with a sign saying, "No touching, this is Reborn's property!" written in purple crayon was over it. Natsu hadn't dared touch it. He knew exactly what it was, and he wasn't in denial like Takeshi and Hayato were, who were clearly trying to avoid the creepy-enough topic of why Reborn was storing blood in the fridge and why more appeared each time Mukuro walked by.
Electric wires ran all through the door and around the bottles. How Reborn got them, Natsu had no idea, and he didn't consider finding out. It was a waste of his time, and he had no intention of drinking what was in the bottles anyways. What Reborn did was what Reborn did, and Natsu didn't care as long as Tsuna didn't end up dead due to whatever it was Reborn did.
Natsu recalled what had happened since their time travel. He figured since that was where it all started, then he might find a clue in what Tsuna's new behavior might come from. First Tsuna and Reborn disappear into the future, then Reborn comes back at the last second, only to collapse in front of them. Tsuna starts mouthing off to Natsu, and Reborn stays in his adult for most of all the time. Then they all find out that Reborn goes away from the house and only comes back occasionally. Tsuna had always gone the same time as Reborn, and they never returned until at least two days had passed. All of them, especially Bianchi, and taken note of the hitman's injuries when he came back to check on them. The wounds were getting worse each time. Bianchi had insisted on treating them, but Reborn had growled at her (much like a dog, so much that it stunned Hayato, who had been in the kitchin sitting and eating, and Natsu, who had been playing shogi with Chrome) when she had come close.
Natsu had yet to clean the blood off the couch. Bianchi would have tried, but her spirits had been down after Reborn had lashed out at her. Hayato (whenever he actually came back to the house) had taken to staying around Natsu twenty-four seven.
On the fourth day, Natsu had decided that things were going too far and summoned the guardians for a meeting. Hayato and Takeshi arrived first, at the same time. They hadn't bothered trying to start a round of insults after seeing the look on Natsu's face.
They both knew that look far too well. It was the look Natsu wore when he didn't care to put up a façade. It was the look Natsu wore when he believed he'd lost control, and was about to viciously grab it back (by hurting-beating-abusing Tsuna). It was the look that told them they were dealing with someone who did not fear Reborn's threats anymore.
The other guardians arrived later, with an annoyed Hibari being last. Mukuro, Chrome and Hibari were Tsuna's, and Natsu knew they didn't particularly like him, so he didn't throw a wine glass at them when they arrived late.
Lambo wasn't to be included in the meeting. Natsu, while he knew the kid had great lightning abilities, wasn't about to include him in something this personal to Natsu. Tsuna was his, and he wasn't about to let the brat in on his secrets. Ryohei wasn't included for the obvious reason that Natsu absolutely avoided the Sun guardian at all costs (he couldn't help but see dear, sweet, dead Kyoko as a ghost beside her beloved brother, smiling, laughing and welcoming Natsu with open arms to walk into his own death, by her brother's side).
(Sometimes, when Reborn slept in the night, and the moon was full, Natsu saw a blank-faced woman by Reborn's side, who was a replica of Yuni besides the fact that she was older, and her hair just a tiny bit shorter, with dark, deep red eyes that always searched past Natsu's own gaze for something Natsu knew would never be there. Natsu didn't like the woman, because she was almost real, she always knew he was there, and she always looked at him with that piercing gaze that Natsu could not hold.)
"What is this about, herbivore?" demanded Hibari. The skylark stood near the kitchen exit, leaning against the door frame. The others were thrown about the room in different positions, all looking at the Vongola heir.
"Tsuna and Reborn have been acting weird, and the way the Shimon backed off is suspicious. I haven't seen Enma for a couple of days and he's usually always over asking for me to give him the 'Sin' thing that Reborn warned me about before taking off yet again. I wasn't really listening, but apparently its important. Later today, I'm supposed to meet with the Ninth to discuss how the Inheritance trial is supposed to go, so I'm asking you for advice on what to do with how much I tell the Ninth about all of this. And don't give that shit about not knowing because all of you have been avoiding Tsuna like he's the plague, and I know there's something off with him."
"Kufufufu, it is quite unusual," chuckled Mukuro, putting a hand over his lips. "but I, unfortunately, already know what's going on."
"I do too." Chrome said, gripping onto Mukuro's sleeve. She kept close to him. Mukuro didn't seem to mind. Natsu's Hyper Intuition seemed to whisper something about family and bonds into his ear, suspiciously in Kyoko's voice, but he tried his best not to hear it's inconsistent, incomprehensible mumbling. "but we can't tell you anything without the Sun Arcobaleno's permission. I'm sorry, Giotto-san."
Natsu wasn't about to lay down and play dead today. Nobody took his brother from him. Or without information about him. Tsuna was his and though Natsu didn't blame him for Kyoko's death any longer, he'd beat Tsuna to bits if that was what it took to get him to understand.
His Hyper Intuition kept on whispering, for the past month, that Tsuna was gone, that his old self was lost, that it was taken, stolen and hidden away, and Natsu honestly couldn't figure out what exactly about Tsuna was lost. His behavior was weird, but it didn't help explain what his stupid Hyper Intuition was bothering him about.
"Ah, I just thought of something rather evil." Natsu announced in his normal, deadpan voice. "Since Tsuna's acting on some weird...dying will, as my Hyper Intuition insists, his mind would revert back if I acted like I did previously, wouldn't it? It would switch his instincts from fight to flee."
"That might...actually work." said Hayato. The Storm guardian didn't sound pleased at the idea. "It isn't the best way."
"Haha, Reborn would kill us if we did anything to hurt Tsuna." Takeshi added.
"The omnivore can handle it." said Hibari, taking his stand. "Or else I'll bite him to death."
"The Sun Arcobaleno and I discussed another way but I cannot use that on him right now," said Mukuro. "I believe it could work, kufufufu. We'd have to have a good opportunity, perhaps one that the Shimon could offer? They would get this 'sin' that Reborn and the Vongola keep talking about and power up so if something goes wrong they can help us, and Giotto here can blame Tsuna for it. Once we're all beaten up he'll be forced to return with Reborn since no matter how much he thinks he can ignore hi elements, he'll be able to feel us get hurt."
"That means that we'll have to lose," murmured Chrome. "we'll have to almost die."
"It has to be serious. The only way I think Tsuna will come is if the Vongola rings are broken, because he'll likely find you," Hayato paused and pointed at Natsu for a good measure of time. "powerless and try to kill you. That's when you strike. When we're unable to help."
"So we have to get the Shimon to agree, and make it through this without alerting the Ninth, Iemitsu or anyone else. And they're coming here this week."
"Precisely." Hayato agreed with Natsu.
"What about the hitman?" this time it was Hibari who spoke.
It was unusual for the Cloud to involve himself in Vongola matters – Natsu didn't think he'd agree to come to the inheritance ceremony to begin with. Hibari had trained Tsuna along with Reborn, so it wouldn't surprise Natsu if he was overprotective like Reborn was of Tsuna. Natsu could bet that what Tsuna was acting like was exactly what he acted like after Kyoko died.
Perhaps it was what he deserved, Natsu thought .
"I don't think the baby would like this idea very much." said Takeshi. "All of us, getting beat up? Tsuna would kill you Natsu, he's just like you now. Reborn can only do so much, and Tsuna wants to kill him too. You've seen their 'spars'. Hehe, they honestly try to kill each other. Their whole reason for leaving the house is probably because of that."
"I know. It's a risk." stated Natsu. "But his dying will won't change on its own unless we force it to. By using his elements, he'll feel your pain, to some extent, and since he knows nobody will be protecting me then, he'll have to come. We can get our answers then."
"Kufufufufu, then I guess we'll get the Shimon to go along with their original plan then, won't we?"
Natsu smirked. "Yes we will."
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(Between trying to handle a new dog in the house, one that we now have for my sister as a medic/comfort dog (think blind guide dog, the dogs with the vests that can go in public places) and handling my sister herself, things have been rough. However, here is another update. That is my reason for not updating in a long time. Real life stuff sucks, doesn't it?)
QUESTION TIME: What do you think of Natsu's Hyper Intuition (hint hint)? Also, what fics have you guys been reading lately (any fandom, i'm bored and need new reading material)? ALSO have any of you guys played fantasy life for the 3ds because its a wonderful game? All of you should check it out.