ALRIGHTY- I FORGOT– The age is different in this on as well.

Hopefully this one is a little lighter on the feels?

- time-skip-

Tsuna is now 15

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Tsuna woke to screaming and thundering foot steps upstairs. She sat up and wondered what was going on. She sat there trying to make out the new voices when suddenly the door slammed open. She held up her hand and winced when a flashlight got shined in her face.

She heard someone inhale sharply as she tried to peak at who was at the top of the stairs. She then winced as the lights suddenly flickered on. A man stood at the top of the stairs. He started down the stairs. He started talking into a small flip phone. "I need an ambulance down here now"

She pushed herself against the wall slightly afraid. What was going on? He walked close to her and crouched down. "Hello there, my names Tsuyoshi. Whats yours?" He smiled brightly at her. He reached out his hand as if to shake hers.

She frowned. No one's ever asked her name before. "Whats going on?" Tsuyoshi frowned when she didn't answer his question.

"I'll tell you what, I'll let you know what's going on if you come up those stairs with me." His hand was still outstretched. She looked confused.

"Your letting me out?" She looked unsure of the man. He looked so calm and gentle. She never seen that kind of look on mama's or papa's face before.

"Yeah, you can finally come out." She suddenly grinned and felt tears start falling. She tried to push herself up but fell. The man rushed forward and caught her. He scooped her up and started to carry her up the stairs.

She sobbed as she clutched his shirt. "I'm being let out. I'm being let out!" She cried. The man's face hardened. What has this child been through? He felt like he was carrying a small pillow. Her bones protruded from nearly everywhere. He hated to admit it, but she smelled as well. Like urine and feces. How could someone do this to a child?

He exited the basement door. He grimaced as he seen a few other cops look at him and gasp. Some of the women had tears in their eyes and hands covering their mouths. "Hey kid, you never told me your name?" She sniffed. "Tsunayoshi. I like Tsuna though." She gripped his shirt tighter. Mama and papa had rarely called her by name.

"That's a cool name. Now I'll explain things to you once I get you taken care of alright? You'll have to be taken to the hospital first okay?" She nodded. He motioned for someone to open the front door. She buried her face into his shirt at the noise outside. Nosy people who where crowding around the house had gasped and a few started crying. He had to agree, the sight wasn't that pretty.

He stopped in front of the ambulance and before he handed her over he whispered into her ear. "Hey, no need to cry. See that sky? Just look at it. Your free now. You can see this sky all you want now. I'll come talk to you in a bit okay? Be good for the people in there okay? They just want to help you."

She looked away from the setting sun and looked at his face. "Thank you." He felt tears prick his eyes as he handed her to the paramedics. They rushed her into the ambulance.

He put his hand to his face. How could his fellow cop do this to their own flesh and blood?

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Tsuna was well taken care of after they found her. They kept her in a rehabilitation facility for abused children. She made friends with a few people. One was Mukuro, and the other was Nagi.

During her stay there, the adults helped teach her as much as they could. At first she had trouble, but when she got the hang of it, she caught up really quick. Some where really surprised. She was a very fast learner.

She had learned early on to not tell them the truth about what was wrong with her. At first when he told them the truth about little voices and how she couldn't sleep at night, they had doped her up on pills. She hated it. She was surprised at how she could deceive them.

Mukuro left two years before she got released. Nagi went with him, since they said he could take care of her. Nagi was just a month younger than Tsuna.

She would probably never see them again.

The facility helped her get a job around 17 and bought her a small apartment to move into at 18. When they released her, she was glad to go.

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Tsuna's 18 now.

She had just been dropped off by a really nice lady. Though to her, she sees everyone as nice if they're not yelling. Tsuna walked up the stairs and walked to the very last door. This one was hers. There was a staircase right by her door leading down.

Tsuna shivered as she entered her new apartment. It was fully furnished. She only had a bag full of art stuff and her purse. Tsuyoshi told her he and his friend had bought her a complete new wardrobe and had filled up her closet and dressers.

She was excited to explore her new dwelling. She flicked on the lights to every room she entered. The living room had a decent sized flat screen TEVET. and two long couches. She walked into the kitchen and looked in awe at how many utensils where in there. She opened the fridge and grinned. It was filled to the brim along with all of the cabinets. She exited the kitchen and started down the hallway. There where four doors.

The first door was just a plain closet. It was full of cleaning stuff though. She continued down the hall. The next door was a guest bedroom. It was about medium sized. It was very plain, just a bed and dresser with a lamp on a little bedside table.

She started down the hallway again. She came up to the last two doors. Jeez, how big was this place? She peeked inside one and did a once-over on the inside of the bathroom. It seemed to be filled with simple things. Like towels, toilet paper, and a smell good thingie plugged into the wall..

She opened the last door. She stood for a second and looked around with excited eyes. This room was huge! The walls where a plain white. She looked down and giggled at the orange carpet. It looked super soft. She set the art bag and purse down by the door.

A giant bed pushed up against the wall, and she had to resist going and jumping on it. It was covered in a black and orange. There where two big bean-bags next to the bed. They where both black. She walked over to the bed and took off her gloves and tossed them on it.

A desk was pushed up against the wall. It had a black laptop with red designs on it, sitting on top of it. To top it off, a roller chair that looked super comfortable, sat in front of it. Yes! She would have to thank Tsuyoshi for listening to all of her request.

Black had become her favorite cover. It was hard not to be, when darkness meant good, and when the light turned on she knew bad things where coming. She had taken to orange as well, after all, the sky was setting when she had been saved.

She noticed a slide door next to a large television. Probably the closet. Next to it was a body sized mirror leaning in the wall. She grimaced at that. She did grin at a large bookshelf though. It had a crap-load of books on it.

There was another door though on the other side of the TV. She opened it curiously and jumped up and down. She had two bathrooms! This one was a lot bigger too. It had everything she needed in the cabinets and drawers.

The shelve next to the large mirror had a few bottles setting on it. Anti-depressants. Check. She smiled at the crap load of ibuprofen and Tylenol. She got headaches often, so she guessed he was just making sure she was okay.

She opened a bag lying near the sink and wrinkled her nose. It was full of make-up. She had a lady at the facility show her how to do all types of stuff with it. She was like a pro-make-up applier now. That didn't mean she wore it all the time though. Every now and again was nice though. She put it up below the sink.

Another bag had been lying next to it, so she picked it up. It was full of hair stuff, like hair ties, clippies, a crap load of bobby pins, and a few other things. She came out of the bathroom and sat on the bed. This was more than she could ever ask for. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her flip phone. Nothing fancy but it did what she needed.

She dialed Tsuyoshi's number. He had given her the phone secretly, since the kids in the facility 'didn't need one'. He completely disagreed and gave it to her after showing how to work it. He did say that if they found it, he wouldn't buy her another one. So she took good care of it.

She smiled as she answered his phone.

"Tsuna! Have you gotten to your apartment yet?"

"Yes! I'm happy but kind of mad at you! How did they afford all of this stuff?" She could see him rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. Just like his son.

"Well you see….I helped with the money problem." She frowned. She figured but it was still made her feel weird.

"Your not supposed to do that you know."

"I know. Besides cant a retired cop spend some money?" She rolled her eyes. He had retired not long after they found her. His wife had passed, not even a month after. He went into a depression, and during his work as a policemen, he kept making mistakes, so they told him he wasn't fit for duty.

Tsuyoshi had gotten seemed to get ten times better once he could be around his son more. He even started his own small sushi place called, 'TakeSushi'. By small she means really small. But for some reason it gets business like crazy, so he has plenty of money. It helped that the second floor of it was where he and his son lived. Plus he never really buys anything except for her and his son.

"You spoil me."

"Well, let this old man feel important by spoiling his daughter figure." She felt tears spring up in her eyes. He really was like a father to her. She never had a real one, so when he treated her like he did, she honestly didn't know how to react.

"Bah, you just want me to get together with Takashi." She sniffed and leaned back on her bed and sighed. It was so soft.

She grinned when he guffawed. "I cant help it! I would love to officially have you as my daughter! You know I did try to adopt you. The system didn't want to let you go though. I admit, it pissed me off." Tsuna let out a snicker.

"Tsuyoshi! Don't you dare cuss like that!" He huffed across the line and she ran her fingers along the fluffy blanket.

"Well it did. By the way, on the apartment, you can't completely blame me for all the stuff. You know that really nice woman you met before. Her name was Nana. She came with me to buy all your stuff. She bought all the girly things and stuff. Oh, and she may have filled up your kitchen with nearly everything she could. She heard that you work as a cook and/or waiter. She also said there was a bunch of recipes in one of the cabinets too, in case you ever wanted to try anything new. She also told me to tell you 'good luck.'"

Tsuna grinned. The woman was so nice when she first met her. Tsuna felt kind of bad for her, since she was single and lived in her house alone. She had told her once that she had always wanted a child, but she never found anyone she wanted to be with.

Tsuna had found out later by Tsuyoshi, that she had shown interest in her father before he got married. Tsuna's eyes had widened and she grew sick. What would have happened if this nice young woman came in contact with him. She nearly cried tears on relief for Nana.

"I remember her. Please tell her I said thank you. I don't know the next time I'll be able to see her."

"Alright. Will do. Hey, I'm going to have to get off here, Takashi is looking a little worse for wear. I've made him take orders and make 'em, when I seen it was you who was calling."

"Tsuyoshi! You go help him right now! Tell him I said sorry. I'll come visit later okay?" She heard him shuffling around.

"Alright see ya later Hun. You be safe now you hear?" She rolled her eyes.

"Yes I hear you. Now Go!"

She laughed as right before he hung up she heard Tsuyoshi curse and gripe at his son. By the sounds he made, it sounded liked Takashi probably kicked him. She didn't blame him- That place was probably packed. She felt a bit bad though for holding him up.

She set her phone in her pocket and reluctantly pushed herself out of her bed. She stopped in her tracks as something caught her eye. A humongous body pillow that was bigger than she would ever be, lie on the bed. It was orange. How had she not seen that!? She grabbed the pillow up and hugged it. This place was perfect!

She put the pillow down and started to go to the kitchen. She wanted to try out her kitchen. She opened up the fridge and pulled out some milk. She got the cereal down and started her hunt for a spoon and bowl. She found the silver wear pretty fast, but of course her bowls where in the last cabinet she checked.

She sat on the couch and turned on the TV. She leaned back and flicked through the channels. She ended up just putting it on a music channel. Tsuna finished her cereal and laid her head back and closed her eyes. This all was so surreal.

She kinda felt uncomfortable. She was used to the loud noises and constant chatter n the facility. She never felt lonely there, always having the small comfort of knowing that someone was nearby. Now, she was completely alone.

She probably would rot inside this apartment if she didn't have to pay her own rent. Well for the first few months anyways. She still needs to keep her job, so it would help keep her out of here.

She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already that late? She didn't realize so much time has already passed. She had work tomorrow. Picking up her bowl she rinsed it and put it up. She had a tendency to be messy, but she wanted to keep this place clean as long as she could.

She entered her room and gave an appreciation glance around the room. She reached into her other pocket and pulled out an iPod and earphones. She put them in as she kicked off her shoes and socks and turned up the music.

She grabbed her art bag and dragged it over to the bed. She went to turn on the lamp beside the bed and grinned when she realized it had numerous settings. She set it on dim. Sitting down on the bed she pulled out a sketchbook and some pencils.

She flipped through her drawings. Most of what she drew where grotesque, others where either portraits or random things. She didn't really think they where scary, but when Nagi had stole her sketchbook, she had been freaked out. She honestly didn't know why she freaked out so much. When Mukuro seen them, he didn't really seemed freaked out, just a little uncomfortable.

The things she drew used to be things she would see at dark. Before she learned to lie to the people at the facility, she had let it slip that she had seen really scary things down in the basement. The therapist had been interested in how descriptive she was. She was then told that she just had an overactive imagination. Then they mentioned she might have had vivid hallucinations from being in the dark so long.

She never mentioned that she still seen things sometimes. Like how she seen a claw resting on the therapist shoulder. She sometimes drew those, like before she left the facility today, she had seen a really creepy dog. She drew it. She flipped to the picture of the dog.

The dog barely had and skin on it. An eyeball was literally hanging out of it's socket. The other eye had no eyelids and had stared unblinkingly at her. They seem to always stare. Its jaw was barely hanging by a few shreds of skin.

It had a bloody stump for the right from leg as well. The skin that was on it seemed to be rotting as well. The tail was just plain muscle. Blood dripped from the dog like a leaky faucet. That had been the 'scariest' one in a while. It was most likely nerves. The eyes where pretty unnerving though.

It didn't help that she was a really…..really good artist. So the drawing looked almost life-like on the paper.

She flipped to a new page and started sketch the room. After she finished, she set her sketchbook aside and glanced at the clock. It was only 12:00 at night. She didn't need to leave for work till 7.

Tsuna sighed. She ran out of sleeping pills about a week ago and couldn't fill her prescription for another week. She had been diagnosed with insomnia not long into her stay. She had napped a lot, but never really slept. They asked if she was having nightmares and she simply shrugged. They weren't nightmares, they where memories.

Without her pills, she probably wouldn't be able to sleep, only nap. She stood up and walked over to the bookshelf. She closed her eyes and randomly picked a book. She told herself she would have to read it. Even if it had a crappy plot or she's already read it.

She looked down and stared blankly at the cover. 'How to take care of your pet & whats the right pet for you'. It was about two inches thick. She opened it up and squinted at the small writing.

She huffed and dragged a bean-bag near the dim light and plopped down on it. She flipped it open and started reading while tapping her foot to the loud music in her ears.

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It was 6 in the morning when she looked up and checked the time. She had only gotten to page 41 out of 480. The writing was really small. Plus her iPod had died, and she freaked out and plugged it in. She let it charge as she still listened to music on it.

She jumped up and took a quick scalding hot shower. She dried herself and stood in front of the mirror. Her front side was covered in scars. Turning so she could see her back, she winced It was practically nothing but scars. She frowned and leaned forward. She had a scar on her jaw. It ran up only a little ways but it still was noticeable.

Tsuna then fingered a small scar on her shoulder. It was an old cigarette burn. It was surrounded by about four more. There where more of those on her body, all scattered around. The scars where still on the back of her hands from her scratching. She turned and opened her anti-depressant bottle. She popped four and put it back up.

Wrapping herself in a towel, she moved to the wardrobe. She hadn't even opened it yet. She had had all of her clothing she wore before, threw away. She slowly opened the door and flicked on the light.

"…...whoa." She stared at the mass of cloths before her. She stepped forward and started shuffling through the cloths. She smiled gratefully at the number of long sleeved shirts.

She pulled out a plain long sleeve tee and a cool pair of skinny jeans. She didn't want to mess up her good cloths Even if there seemed to be plenty, she would save those for the days she waitresses. Today was a cooking day though.

She turned to the inside of the door and raised her eyebrows. It was a hanging shoe rack that was filled with all types of shoes. She shook her head. She bet they each had their own outfit.

She went over to her dresser still holding the cloths and started opening and closing the drawers. She needed her underwear… She huffed as she finally found that drawer. She picked up a pair and grinned. Red lace. Black lace. White lace. Apparently Nana liked lace. She found a few non-laced things and went for them.

She opened another drawer and marveled at all of the gloves. They where to good to her. She picked out a pair and pulled them on.

Dressing herself, Tsuna slipped on her old trusty running shoes. She walked to the bathroom and brushed her drying hair. It was still drying when she put it in a bun on the side of her head. She then grabbed a her purse that was still on the floor and started to head out the door. She closed and locked the front door.

"Well then. Let the day begin."

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