"Sometimes you need to sacrifice something that matters to you to offer something that matters more to someone else." – Anonymous

No one spoke for a moment. Finally, Reborn said, "Are you sure about this?"

Tsuna smiled. "99% sure. That's enough, right?"

Reborn raised a brow. "99%?"

Tsuna shrugged. "Okay, I'm 70% sure it'll work. I only said 99 to make myself feel better."

To his surprise, Reborn seemed to be considering it. "70 is still better than 0. However, I can't predict the risks or guarantee your safety after the seal breaks or if it will. I can only do so much to keep you alive and that's only if your body can handle the pressure during the process."

"You kept your first patient alive for three months," Tsuna said.

"With proper preparation and equipment," Reborn said. "Also, I can't stay by your side forever and my objective with him was not breaking the Flame Seal. The damages might last more than months, maybe years. While I don't doubt Fon can provide what we need, time isn't on our side. You could suffer from another relapse or something worse. I don't think you'd like to know what a heart attack feels like."

Tsuna winced. Hearing Reborn say that was painful, even if he wasn't his Reborn. He also wisely didn't mention that he was once drugged by a jealous gang leader for treating his wife, leading him to actually have a heart attack. It wasn't a pleasant experience, but watching Lal pummel the leader to the ground was. "No, I don't," he said. "But you're talking to someone who just had a mini-stroke. Trust me on this. I think I'll come out okay—for the most part, at least. Coma doesn't even come close to being on the list."

"Is this wise?" Fon said. "You're taking a big risk."

Tsuna smiled thinly. "There's a saying in America: go big or go home. I'm willing to do it."

What more do I have to lose? he thought.

Fon's lips slightly twitched. "I don't know whether to call you brave or foolish."

"I could care less about what you think of me," Tsuna said. "My main priority is to get rid of this seal so I become a functioning human being again. Can you do it, Reborn-sensei?"

Reborn tapped his chin in thought. "I can."

"And will you?"

"There are risks," Reborn said plainly. "You could die."

"I trust you."

Reborn's lips slightly twitched. "Only to an extent."

Tsuna raised a brow. And here he thought that maybe this Reborn wouldn't have the eerie mind-reading capabilities as his Reborn. "Better than nothing," Tsuna said. "Take it as a small token of motivation."

Reborn studied him closely for a moment, no doubt thinking about all the consequences of screwing this up. Tsuna wasn't entirely sure of his capabilities—Fon vouching for him wasn't enough; opinions were subjective—even if Reborn did save him from his mini-stroke earlier, but there was no one else to turn to. This wasn't him being paranoid, this was him being cautious. So why was he doubting even himself?

Reborn then nodded. "I will do it. Fon?"

Fon smiled faintly. "I promised to repay Tsuna's debt, and I'm not fond of keeping them on hold for long."

"I'm just going to take that as a yes," Tsuna said.

"When do you want to do it?" Reborn said.

"As soon as possible. Preferably right now if none of you are busy."

"You just woke up from a TIA."

"My vitals are good enough and I don't feel nauseous. I'm fine." Tsuna mussed his hair, messing it up even more. "I have a request though. Put me under. No matter what happens, don't try to wake me."

"That's an oddly specific request," Fon said. "Reborn."

Reborn pursed his lips. "Okay. We're going to need some privacy."

The last time Tsuna was on the operating table had been when he protected Camilla, his assistant, from a violent patient. He had received two stab wounds in the abdomen and a long gash on his arm. It was probably the last time any of the Arcobaleno left him unattended in his clinic. The scars from the scuffle weren't Tsuna's first or last but they remained the most prominent. Needless to say, that was one of the few times Colonello and Reborn managed to work together when they beat the patient to near-death.

Tsuna laid back on his bed before Reborn placed an oxygen mask over his face. "Shamal's outside and will be on stand-by," he said. "He's going to divert outside attention when the seal manages to break. We're not going to take any chances if your flames alerted anyone in the area."

Tsuna nodded. "Okay."

"Fon and I will be here until you wake up."

The other Arcobaleno sat down on Tsuna's stomach, his weight light. Tsuna shifted a bit. "Reborn-sensei…told me you talked to my mother," he mumbled, his breaths fogging up the mask. His vision began to blur. "What did you…tell her?"

"I just asked if you were permitted to stay for the night." Fon tilted his head. "Aren't sleepovers popular amongst children your age?"

Tsuna tried scowling but his eyes just fluttered and his body relaxed against the warm bed. Ah, he forgot how quick anesthesia was. "'m not…a child…"

The last thing he saw before his consciousness faded was Fon smiling down at him.

When he woke up to the same dark void again, Tsuna immediately ran.

His breaths and loud footsteps were the only sounds in the space. Black—everywhere was black. Where was Tsunayoshi? How did Primo find—

Warmth suddenly surged within him, making him gasp and stumble. It spread from his chest all the way down to his toes. They felt like his own flames but different, purer, even if they weren't as strong as his. A faint orange glow lit up like a tiny beacon in the distance. Tsuna sprinted.

His heart raced against his chest, the loud thuds echoing in his ears. The light grew closer and closer with each passing second. He vaguely wondered if his physical body was doing alright but the thought immediately vanished when he arrived at the seal. The flame inside flickered, creeping to the edge as if it was waiting for Tsuna to come closer. Panting, he strode forward. His hands trembled by his sides. "Kid," he said.

The flame shifted and swirled like it was dancing. Tsuna huffed a laugh. "Calm down. We only met today, you know?" His smile faltered. "How've you been doing?" He looked around to see anything amiss but only saw an endless sea of black. "Doesn't Primo keep you company? It must feel lonely."

Tsuna sighed. He reached forward, hesitating for a moment, before slipping his hand inside the seal. It felt like dipping his hand in lukewarm water. His breath hitched when the flame immediately latched onto him, warm and…happy?

"Kid," he said, his voice cracking. "Don't."

The flame stopped moving but didn't let go. Tsuna swallowed a small lump in his throat. His arms felt numb. The warmth in his body cooled down a bit. "I'm going to—I'm going to free you," he said. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything."

The flame flared and the warmth intensified, almost burning him. Tsuna bit his lip. "I'll probably be the worst roommate ever but I think we can work this out. I think—Yeah, I think we can." He exhaled slowly. "The big, scary red fire is coming soon." The flame stilled again. Tsuna smiled softly. "It'll be okay. I'm here. I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you."

Silence hung over them. Tsuna's mouth felt dry, if that was even possible in this blank void. He felt weak, exhausted, but the flame still burned on, living. "I wish you can talk, but I'm afraid of what you'd say," he said. "It must've been hard, being stuck here all alone. The least Primo could've done was keep you company. I wish this didn't happened to you. I wish"—his cheeks suddenly felt wet—"I wish that you had given me a different answer."

The flame spread from his hand to just above his wrist where the edge of the seal ended. Tsuna laughed and quickly wiped away his eyes. "You lost everything, too," he said. "Be—Be a little more selfish, kid. It'll help. Take it from someone with experience."

They both tensed when a loud boom sounded in the distance. Tsuna gritted his teeth to keep himself from crying out when his hand actually burned. "I'm here. It's okay."

The distant rumble suddenly drew closer. A flash of red sparked in Tsuna's vision. His body felt unbearably hot as red flames soon whooshed in, engulfing the seal. A loud roar surged in Tsuna's ears when he closed his eyes. Small cracks that sounded like popping firecrackers came from his right—the seal. Gasping, Tsuna forced himself to move. He took small steps, the pressure overwhelmingly pushing against him. Fuck, his eyes wouldn't open. He could feel the orange flame—Tsunayoshi—scorching his hand, the sensation coursing up to his shoulder. Clenching his teeth, Tsuna raised his free hand, struggling against the powerful wind; his fingers trembled as he slowly reached for the seal.

He hissed when he brushed something inexplicably hot. Fon's flames. His skin felt like it was melting off—it probably was, shit—but he pushed through, screaming when the heat became unbearable. Suddenly the temperature cooled considerably and holy, Tsuna was pretty sure his skin was re-growing again. Silently thanking Reborn, he pushed through the thick Storm Flames, into the seal, and reached Tsunayoshi.

Tsuna gritted his teeth. "Kid."

Tsunayoshi immediately latched onto his hands out of fear. Fon's flames raged around them. The cracks in the background steadily grew louder over the deafening roar and hisses. Tsuna still couldn't open his eyes; a different, more comforting warmth tingled in his chest, making him gasp.

Kid, if you can hear me, he thought, I'm here.

He desperately tried to remember the nicest memories he had to offer some semblance of comfort. There was one where he and Goro walked along the Yodo River at night, savoring the fresh air and Osaka's lively buzz a distance beside them, away from their bleak lives. The next was him and Lal having dinner at Ristorante Grotta Palazzese in Polignano a Mare; they drank wine after, basking in the crashing waves that echoed in the cave. The food was terrible but the view was worth it.

Tsunayoshi's flame thrummed as if he was laughing. Tsuna continued streaming memory after memory for the kid: pulling pranks on Colonello with Skull, drinking a hot cup of espresso with Reborn, arranging all of Verde's papers beside the sleeping man, meditating with Fon, practicing hand-to-hand combat with Lal and being suddenly whisked away by a laughing Colonello, singing lullabies to Viper.

"Vorrei che il mare mi annegasse." [I would like the sea to drown me.]

Three contrasting heats clashed around Tsuna—Reborn's soothing Sun Flames, Fon's blazing Storm Flames, and Tsunayoshi's warm Sky Flames.

"E notzie di me non si avessero." [And news of me there would not be.]

Tsuna didn't know if it was his memory or him actually singing but he relaxed when Tsunayoshi's flame wrapped around his hands. More crackles broke through the stifling air, like shattering glass.

"E dopo un anno I'onda mi cacciasse su uno scoglio, mangiata dai pesci." [And after one year the wave would send me away on top of a rock, eaten by the fish.]

Tsuna gaped when Tsunayoshi's flame slowly engulfed his wrists, elbows, shoulders—his body burned but it was more like being near a warm fireplace.

"Dal fetore nessuno si avvicinasse, solo il mio ragazzo ci verrebbe." [Nobody would come near because of the stench, only my little boy would come.]

Slowly, Tsuna opened his eyes as the temperature died down. Tears spilled down his cheeks. If it was from the heat, he didn't know. Fon's flames seeped through the mostly broken seal, slowly making their way through the edges more carefully this time. Looking down, Tsuna noticed Reborn's flames wrapped around his chest where his lungs were.

"Lui verrebbe ed io reusciassi." [He would come and I would come back to life.]

Tsuna's voice cracked when Tsunayoshi's flame spread to his neck, then dangerously close to Reborn's flames. No. He stepped away from the yellow flames, almost regretting it when a wave of blistering pain spiked through his body. Fon's flames were too strong. The last of the seal disintegrated into gold dust, vanishing in the darkness. Tsuna's head buzzed from sudden vertigo. Everything swayed as orange flickered in his vision, yellow and red reaching out to him like outstretched hands. His insides felt like they were melting, but the warmth that enveloped him, pouring in his chest, was all he could focus on.

"E piú bella che non ero mi fareise," he whispered. [Making me more beautiful than I was.]

A humming roar burst in his ears. His body erupted in orange flames. For a moment, he couldn't believe how pure they looked, but Tsunayoshi was a child with only wholesome intentions, untainted unlike him.

Closing his eyes, Tsuna could only silently apologize. For a brief second, he thought he felt something soft ghost his cheeks. It felt like a pair of lips.

"Thank you, Onii-san," a soft voice said. "It's going to be okay now."

A scream tore from Tsuna's lips. The last thing he saw was orange flames flooding his vision.

"—is dropping!"

"Reborn!"

Tsuna's eyes snapped open then. Removing the oxygen mask, he gasped loudly as he sat upright, sweet air filling his lungs. Everything felt much lighter, the world seemingly clearer in an unusual way, except his heart. Fon immediately hopped off his chest.

"You know," Tsuna said, panting, "you could've at least…toned down the heat a little."

Fon didn't smile. Neither did Reborn. "You nearly died from respiratory and organ failure," he said, jumping on Tsuna's bed. "Even though Fon should've been more careful"—Fon actually rolled his eyes at that; what the fuck—"I don't understand how or why you rejected my flames. Did I also mention that your heart stopped twice?"

Tsuna grimaced. Even though Reborn spoke calmly, there was a tense edge in his voice that indicated his anger. "That doesn't sound fun."

Reborn scowled. "No, it wasn't. You nearly died."

Fon pursed his lips. "While I do acknowledge my mistakes"—Reborn scoffed—"what you did was very dangerous, Tsuna."

Tsuna just buried his face in his hands. An odd tingle at the back of his mind made his stomach sink even more, oddly enough. "Kyoya's coming."

"Kyoya won't be coming anytime soon," Fon said. "Neither is anyone else."

"Fon," Reborn said, taking ahold of the reigns again, "you should leave. Tsunayoshi needs rest."

Fon smiled slightly with a bit of edge. "Are you ordering me in my own house, Reborn?"

"This isn't the time to pick a small argument. Tsunayoshi needs to recuperate from the much unnecessary stress his body went through."

"I welcome you to say things more plainly to my face."

Window, a small whisper said in the back of Tsuna's mind.

Without thinking, he scrambled out of bed just as the window flew open. The drapes fluttered in the air from the force, letting in the cool evening air. Reborn and Fon hopped down beside Tsuna's feet as Kyoya landed on the ground. Everything seemed to sway as Tsuna tried to stand. Collapsing to his knees, he grabbed the nearest wastebasket and dry heaved inside it. He didn't have the time to be relieved that he didn't vomit anything else but his own spit. Someone rubbed his back as he continued through the motions again, his stomach contracting painfully.

At the corner of his eye, a cup of water breached his vision. He coughed and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. His fingers shook as he reached for the cup. It nearly slipped from his grasp if Kyoya hadn't caught it in time.

"I will hold it for you, little animal," Kyoya said quietly. "Drink."

Tsuna's arms shook while he kept himself upright. Kyoya brought the cup to his lips and helped him sip the water without much difficulty, rubbing his back soothingly. The room was quiet aside from the breeze from outside.

"Kyoya," Fon said, "why are you here?"

Kyoya tensed when he helped Tsuna up, making the brunet purse his lips. That was not a good reaction, never a good reaction. For some reason, it reminded him of Skull whenever Reborn or Colonello called his name.

"I finished my patrol duties," Kyoya said.

Lie.

Sitting back down on his bed, Tsuna gripped Kyoya's arm, making the other raise his brow. "Don't," he said. "Go back."

"What are you talking about, little animal?"

"I'm fine."

"You are not fine."

"I am. You didn't have to come here." Tsuna looked up then, but Kyoya didn't meet his gaze. "I'll live."

"Leave us, Kyoya," Fon said. "Do not forget—I expect a detailed report."

Kyoya furrowed his brows, looking troubled on who to listen to. For someone who was so sure on he was doing, Kyoya didn't seem to think much more ahead than a few steps. Sighing, Tsuna grabbed the boy's hand and placed it over on his chest where his heart was. "I'm fine, Kyoya," he said tiredly. "My heart is beating at a normal rate—well, as normal as it can be. I'm still breathing thanks to Reborn-sensei."

Kyoya pressed his hand a little harder against Tsuna's chest, as if reassuring himself that Tsuna was still alive and true to his words. It was both a little annoying and endearing. Tsuna huffed, his grip tightening around Kyoya's wrist. "Here," he said.

"Tsunayoshi," Reborn said, "you shouldn't."

Tsuna ignored him and reached inside of himself, his core, to bring forth a sliver of the Sky Flames, his Sky Flames. The motion was familiar to him, almost comforting, if the thought of losing something precious for this didn't weigh on his chest. His Sky Flames were easy to access, as if he was just reaching in a small jar, but in this case, the jar was massive. Carefully, he forcefully suppressed the rest of his flames to only let out a small amount. He gritted his teeth. It was only a small feat, nothing that would make him break out into sweat, but he was still adjusting to the new changes; and with how different his body was from his original one, this required more effort.

Kyoya inhaled sharply when Tsuna let the trail of his Sky Flames brush against the boy's Cloud Flames, which felt oddly warm, reminding him of Skull. Tsuna smiled despite himself. Kyoya really does have a good heart, he thought, thinking back to Yuji's words.

"I'm alive," he said, a little louder this time.

He grimaced when Kyoya's Cloud Flames tried to latch onto his Flames, mostly out of pure instinct rather than purposely. Quickly, Tsuna retreated before things became worse. It was easy for elements to Harmonize with a Sky, but even easier for a Sky to reject them without proper courting or from poor compatibility. Kyoya was still young and most likely had no clue about flames and their own inner workings. Besides, Tsuna wasn't ready for any kind of Harmonizing and definitely not with Kyoya.

"You," Kyoya said, "feel different."

Tsuna smiled crookedly. "Yeah?"

"You feel stronger like…" Kyoya glanced to where Fon was standing. His uncle merely watched their exchange in curiosity. Something else passed through his eyes but Tsuna didn't catch it. Despite that, the voice in his mind just hummed reassuringly, silently telling him not to worry.

So this is the famed Hyper Intuition, Tsuna thought dryly. I guess you're kind of neat.

His Intuition pulsed slightly as if offended. Tsuna just shook his head with a small smile. He was going crazy. This was crazy.

"Are you feeling nauseous again?" Reborn said, bringing another cup of water to his side. "You need to drink more water to keep yourself hydrated. Your body is still recuperating. I'm surprised you're still moving."

"Thank you," Tsuna said, accepting the cup. "Kyoya, you can let go."

Holding the cup was easier this time, even though his arm still trembled a bit. This time, Reborn helped him drink by keeping his elbow steady. "Kyoya," the Arcobaleno said, "please move your hand. I need to check Tsuna's heart."

Reluctantly, Kyoya let his hand drop but didn't move from his spot. Fon, surprisingly, took Tsuna's empty cup away as Reborn pulled a pair of green stethoscopes from his coat pocket. They were hilariously small, about the size of Tsuna's pinkie.

"Leon," Reborn said.

The stethoscope's tube and bell immediately expanded to a normal size while the headset remained small for Reborn to use. Tsuna glanced at the other occupants in the room. "I don't know if I'm comfortable with this," he deadpanned.

Reborn slightly lifted his shirt. "One is stubborn and the other is a brick," he said as Leon snaked his way up to Tsuna's chest. "I apologize for not being able to accommodate you more comfortably in a better setting."

The cold bell made the brunet shiver but he still couldn't help but laugh. "Which one is which?"

Reborn placed the ear tips in his ears. His lips slightly twitched. "I personally can't tell the difference."

Fon hopped on top of the bed next to Tsuna's thigh. "It is rude to speak ill of those who are present."

"It's also rude to stay in a patient's check-up," Tsuna said dryly.

"Inhale and exhale, Tsunayoshi," Reborn said. "Stop when I tell you to."

Tsuna did what Reborn asked, looking anywhere but the Arcobaleno. Fon smiled slightly at the corner of his eye. "That is also true," he said.

Tsuna scoffed lightly. "And yet, you're still here."

"I didn't tell you to stop," Reborn said.

"Right. Sorry."

Tsuna continued inhaling and exhaling for a few more seconds before Reborn told him to stop. He glanced at Kyoya who fixed a stubborn gaze on the edge of his bed. He had no doubt that Kyoya was listening in on his heartbeat and lungs to triple-check that he was still alive. Tsuna mentally rolled his eyes. What a worrywart.

"You're in decent condition otherwise," Reborn said. "I still wouldn't take any chances. You must keep hydrating yourself. When was the last time you ate?"

Tsuna scratched the back of his head. "What time is it?"

"11:29 P.M."

"12:15 P.M.," Kyoya said. "He barely ate lunch."

Tsuna's brow twitched. "No one asked you."

"You wouldn't have told him otherwise."

Tsuna sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Please drop out of my school. Thanks."

"I do not think that will be happening any time soon," Fon said, making himself comfortable.

"Do I want to know?"

Fon smiled. "I believe you do."

Reborn pursed his lips as Leon morphed into his chameleon form and crawled onto the Arcobaleno's shoulder. It really was weird to see Reborn without his signature fedora. If Tsuna wasn't any better, he'd keep pinching himself every minute to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"Before we go any further," Reborn said, "Tsunayoshi needs to eat something. He can't go on an empty stomach."

"My mom will flip if she hears how much of a terrible host you are," Tsuna deadpanned.

Fon hid his mouth with his sleeve in a small gesture of amusement rather than embarrassment. "Of course. Where are my manners?" He hopped down the bed and headed for the door. "I will send for some porridge. Kyoya, follow me."

Kyoya tensed but didn't move. His face was pinched, as if he was physically resisting the order. Tsuna huffed. "Come on, don't keep him waiting. I'm fine."

Kyoya lingered for a second or two more before nodding slightly and following Fon outside. When he shut the door behind him, a bout of silence fell in the room. Tsuna leaned his back against the wall, trying to keep his thoughts at bay.

"You're much more dangerous than I thought," Reborn said, scratching Leon's chin. He sat down in-between Tsuna's legs, looking faintly weary.

Tsuna bit his lips to prevent himself from asking if Reborn wanted expresso. Instead, he said, "Me, dangerous? Whatever you're on, I'd gladly take it too."

Reborn smiled slightly. "To have someone like Kyoya by your side already warrants supervision on your part. Whatever Fon's reasons are for keeping an eye on you, I don't disagree, especially after your seal broke." He frowned. "Be careful. The Demon of Kokuyo cannot be soft."

Tsuna didn't respond right away, already lost in his thoughts. He knew that he was already in deep. On the bright side of things, it'd be easier to see the Arcobaleno again, even if they weren't his. He had already met two in fairly short amount of time. Still, just seeing them brought a small level of comfort to him and that was all he could focus on at the moment. Now he just couldn't wallow anymore. That wasn't what Tsunayoshi would've wanted.

He raised his hand to grasp his chest, unconsciously relishing in the familiar but different warmth in his body. His Sky Flames—their Sky Flames—were free now, roaming inside him in fervor like an excited puppy. Tsuna had promised Tsunayoshi just as the child let go of his remaining essence, that he'd make the best out of his new life, to honor the child's last hopes of him finding happiness again. It wasn't going to be an easy road, but for now, Tsuna was going to walk with lighter steps.

"Is your chest hurting?" Reborn said, Leon already on his fingertips, poised to transform back into his stethoscopes.

"No," Tsuna said. "I'm fine. I…" He looked down to meet Reborn's black eyes. They were much more expressive than his Reborn's, with their serious but calm gaze. "I'm more than fine. I feel like some part of me came back. I feel…whole."

But at what cost? he thought, feeling the phantom sensation of lips brushing his cheek.

"That's good to hear."

Either this Reborn couldn't tell Tsuna was lying or he just chose not to push. Tsuna's Intuition not so helpfully told him it was the latter.

"He's not a demon," Tsuna said softly. "Kyoya…Kyoya has a good heart."

"You don't know him well," Reborn said.

"I know people and I know enough." Tsuna rubbed his eyes, nodding off a bit. "He's just a kid…like me. Kids don't know any better."

Before Reborn could respond, Tsuna suddenly tensed, his senses immediately going haywire.

Danger! Run!

He grabbed Reborn in his arms and dashed for the door just as something smashed through the window. The sound of shattered glass and roaring fire blurred behind him. His legs moved without him thinking. Some servants dashed around in the hallways, yelling for security and backup. A few held kodachis in their hands.

"Little master!" a maid said, grabbing a hold of Tsuna's arm. "It's dangerous here! Please, follow me! Kumicho is this way!"

Liar. Imposter.

Tsuna wrenched away from her grip and stumbled back. He widened his eyes. She was the one who had led him to Fon back at the pavilion the other day. "You…"

"We must leave!" she said, reaching for him again.

Reborn snapped him out of his small daze. "Tsunayoshi!"

Tsuna turned and ran the other way from where he came, letting his Intuition guide him through the chaotic hallways. "What the hell is going on?"

"I'm not sure!" Reborn said. "But we need to find refuge quickly!"

"She was lying!" Tsuna said, entering an empty room. "I think there's a mole in the clan."

Reborn frowned. "What? How—Your Intuition. Primo's Hyper Intuition."

Tsuna slid the window open. "Want a cookie for that? We need to get out of here."

In his weakened state, there was nothing Tsuna could do to keep himself or Reborn safe.

3 intruders. Door.

Not a second later, the door slammed open. Three suited men with bloody knives barged into the room. They definitely weren't part of the Hibari household. Tsuna gasped when Reborn leapt out of his arms. "Reborn!"

The Arcobaleno instantly became a blur of white and black but Tsuna somewhat picked on his movements. With a Leon-turned knife in his hand, Reborn gained inhuman speed, definitely his Sun Flames at work, and slashed each man's throat with deadly precision. He landed back on the ground gracefully before the men could even process what happened to them.

Tsuna stared at Reborn silently, ignoring the thuds in the background. "Remind me to never underestimate you again," he said in disbelief. Still, a part of him was reassured by this. Not that he would be deadweight, but because the way Reborn had moved like he had experience. Maybe he wasn't all that different. Tsuna could only hope.

Reborn frowned. "I apologize that you had to see that."

Tsuna shook his head slowly. "I thought you were just a doctor. You were like a hitman…or something."

A rueful look passed in Reborn's eyes. "Come on. We need to find Fon. I'd rather not get involved in his messes."

Tsuna nodded. "Alright."

Reborn shifted his Leon-knife to his left hand. "Notify me of anything out of the ordinary, no matter how small."

"I got you." Tsuna stepped over the men's corpses, though some blood coated his heels, making him wrinkle his nose. "Is your hand okay?"

Reborn smiled slightly. "It's fine. I'm left-handed. Follow me closely. We don't have time to waste."

A/N Well, lots of things are happening. :^D

RIP Tsunayoshi… He deserved better… :'^(

The lullaby Tsuna was singing is called "Nonna Nonna" from Caserta, Italy.

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