Tsuna
The sky? I numbly wonder. When did I lie down? And why is it so cold?
The sky captures my attention once again and I watch detachedly as clouds freely drift across the sky and the sun proudly siting in its rightful position as it chases away the shadows. They exist only in the sky, they may disappear from time to time, but will always return to it. I can't explain where this sudden pang of jealousy comes from.
I don't have time to think about it though, my strength is slipping away. The cold fades into a feeling of nothingness. As my eyes finally slide shut, I let go, still longing for the sky. It figures, that I'd finally find out what I really wanted just in time to die.
Shamal
'Get to Namimori now.' I stare blankly at my phone, what's got Reborn all riled up? He hung up before I can question him. Normally, I would drag my feet in getting there… but something tells me that would earn me a bullet if I did that this time.
Besides, it'll be interesting to see what was finally able to get Reborn to lose that casual apathy of his. If I remember correctly, he took a contract to train the next Vongola boss.
Reborn meets me just as I enter town and with out a word drags me off to the hospital. And if I didn't know any better, I'd say he was actually worried. Thankfully, I do know better. And will never voice that opinion.
We enter a room that has Hayato and couple of other brats littered around it. They tense, when I enter the room, but marginally relax when they catch sight of Reborn. I glance over to the hospital bed where I presume Decimo is. He's pale, but overall stable from what I can tell. But this is Decimo, huh? I can only imagine the chaos he'll bring with his appearance. He's going to attract flies from everywhere. Especially since the mafia's views on sexuality are a bit more lax than civilians.
'Out.' Reborn commands. Hayato looks down right mutinous but does follow orders dragging two of the other brats out of the room with him after Reborn gives him a look. The last brat however, perched on the window sill opens one of his eyes looks at us and huffs, before closing his eye and ignoring us. Reborn shakes his head but makes no additional effort in getting him out of the room. How strange, people don't usually live to tell the tale after challenging Reborn's authority. I narrow my eyes. There's something more going on here.
'So,' I drawl, 'What did you call me out here for.'
'I need you to check on Tsuna's mindscape. Mukuro infiltrated his mind.'
'And you need me to make sure he didn't screw anything up. That's great and all, but I don't treat men.' A warning shot cuts my cheek as passes by and embeds itself in the opposite wall.
'I wasn't asking.' His murderous intent leaks out from his body and it's at this point I realize that Reborn's done messing around.
'Alright, alright.' I raise my hands in surrender. 'I'll check on your brat.'
I reach out with my mist flames, and I catch the tail end of a dream. Resigned, regretful. The feeling of finally understanding something, but not being able to do anything about it. It's not clear what it's about, but it's an over whelming feeling. I'm suddenly kicked out of his mind before I can glean anything else from it.
I wince and rub my head at the recoil. A sharp intake of breath across the room and the increased rate of the heart monitor distracts me from it.
'Tsuna? Are you awake?'
'Can I not be?' He groans. Well if he can be that snarky, he'll probably be just fine.
'You need to stay awake at least until you answer some questions.'
'Fine' He shifts uncomfortably in his bed.
'Do you know where you are.'
'The hospital. I got stabbed.' I could swear that I heard him mumble 'I forgot how much that hurt' under his breath. From the way Reborn's face goes carefully blank, I didn't just imagine it.
'How are the others?'
'They're fine. Little banged up. Hibari got the worst of it.' He points to the brat on the windowsill. 'But as you can see, he's already back to making things difficult for everybody.'
Said kid glares, but doesn't otherwise react.
Tsuna just laughs at that. But the amusement doesn't last. The calm peaceful tone of the conversation takes a dramatic shift. Reborn is angry. After confirming there is nothing wrong, there is nothing holding him back.
'What the hell were you thinking!? Messing with the Vindice like that!' What… my thoughts just stop for a moment. Taking a better look at the kid he doesn't look repentant at all. I want to know, what exactly did this kid do. Then again, it's best I don't know. Plausible deniability and all that.
'It worked didn't it?' he argues, 'You played along.'
'You nearly gave me a heart attack. I honestly couldn't tell you were acting until they left. I was hoping you weren't.'
'Sorry' he apologizes with a guilty expression on his face. 'There is good news though.'
'Oh, and what is it? Mukuro taking you up on whatever it is that you offered him?'
'No, I mean that is good news,' He says surprised 'I didn't think he would take me up on it. But I was referring to the fact that we need the Vindice. Or more specially, their flames. For…' he glances at me. 'for our little project.'
A flash of understanding passes through Reborn's eyes and I'm left with the feeling that whatever this little project they are working on… is going to flip the entire world on its head. I make the decision to stay far, far, far away from it.
'I see, we're finally making some head way on that front.' He sounds happy at the news before returning to his angry tone. 'Don't think that I forgot, what did you offer Mukuro.'
'The same thing I offered you.' A small warm smile spreads across his face. Dread sinks into my bones. He didn't.
'You're impossible.' Reborn retorts but there's no heat in it. Sky flames smother him, and Reborn makes no effort to fight him off, just enjoying the feeling.
He did. This tiny brat harmonized with Reborn. The world is ending. The best thing I can do now is suck up to the brat and stay out of the path of destruction and chaos that is sure to follow him. Because anyone that keep Reborn in their sky, is bound to have the same sadistic streak as Reborn. And I really, really don't want two trigger happy Reborn's after me.
'I try' He smirks looking thoroughly pleased with himself.
Fon, the storm arcobaleno enters the room by the open window. He begins to fuss over the kid, who has an exasperated look on his face, before he just drowns the man in sky flames to get him to back off. It doesn't work. But they do end up harmonizing, if the content looks on their faces and sky and storm flames mingling in the room are any indication. The situation just keeps getting worse. I glance at the door, there's no one blocking it. I inch backwards, maybe I can… Reborn stops me with a glare. Trapping me in the room with them.
The mafia world better start praying now, there's a natural disaster coming straight towards it. And like hurricanes, earthquakes and tsunamis, you can't fight against them. Only get out of their way as they carve out a path of destruction or get caught up in it as collateral damage. I have to wonder. Does Vongola even know what exactly they are playing with?
