A/N: This was going to be a two-shot but my muse *glares at ominous figure shaped like Adult Reborn* is demanding another chapter after this. That and I'm weak to being asked things politely. *sweat drops* I didn't mean for this chapter to end on such a sad note but it seemed fitting. So here's more world building, feel free to leave a review and hope you all enjoy!
Behind the Curtain
After being taken into custody by two enforcers, Tsuna knew that he wasn't going to get away with a slap to the wrist. Even if the boss was his father, not that you could tell with how youthful the man looked. The two enforcers were only second in rank to Giotto for the mafia division. Death itself had put him in charge of deaths related to the mafia, especially if they were Vongola related. It was punishment for letting the once vigilante group turn into the ruthless mafia family it was. One of Giotto's guardians had managed to evade Death, much to their displeasure.
Large black doors with golden handles loomed over Tsuna, he took a deep breath as they slowly creaked open. A man with spiky blond hair and sharp blue eyes was talking into an old fashioned candlestick rotary phone, it had taken Tsuna forever to get the man to upgrade from telegraphs. He had the receiver up to his ear, his expression solemn. Tsuna gulped, did Death somehow get word of the incident as well? He was going into the void, he just knew it. No matter how much begging and pleading he did.
Giotto slammed the phone down, massaging his temples. He looked up, surprised to see Tsuna in his office. "Tsunayoshi, I was just about to call you here. I'm afraid I've received some troubling news." He states, that was Tsuna's cue to panic. "I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking! Please don't send me to the void!" He begged, nearly banging his head on the floor with dogeza. Giotto sighed. "Rise Tsuna, we've got something more troubling on our agenda. The balance of the world is at stake."
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"Is it the Sky Arcobalenco?" Tsuna asks curiously, he honestly thought that they got the shortest end of the stick of all the Trinisette bearers. They tended to only live long enough to give birth to the next heir since the pacifier seemed to be blood locked like the Vongola and Gesso rings. Checker Face might not be mortal but he tended to be as short sighted as them. Giotto shook his head. "No, it involves Vongola. Death had informed me that all the sons of the current don are fated to die before they can take up the mantle."
"Can't we just prevent one of their deaths?" Tsuna asks, Giotto sighed. "It isn't that simple. If they do survive, Vongola will spiral out of control. The family needs a clean start. That is where you'll come in Tsuna." Giotto says, clasping his hands together.
"You can't be serious! This idiot has his fingerprints all over the life of a mortal. He needs to be punished, not reincarnated!" G, one of the more hot tempered enforcers, protests. "That man is fated to be one of the Arcobalenco bearers so his interference can be forgiven." Tsuna's blood ran cold. So he had saved the mortal from death, only to have the man live a cursed existence. Wasn't that punishment enough?
"Father can't you send someone else? I don't have what it takes to lead a mafia family!" Tsuna protests. Being reincarnated also meant that he would lose his memories of the afterlife, including all his meetings with Reborn. "You will not be alone, you will meet your beloved Reborn again. So what do you say?"
Tsuna shook his head. "The humans are going to call me the reincarnation of you, you know that right?" Giotto stood, placing a hand on Tsuna's shoulder. "What you do with your new life is up to you. The mafia needs your compassion, unlike myself your soul has not been jaded. I will not be able to interfere directly but I shall watch your progress." He says, pulling his son into one last embrace. Tsuna sobbed, clutching onto Giotto's robe. The enforcers quietly closed the doors behind them, letting the father and son have one last moment together.
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When Iemitsu Sawada's son, Tsunayoshi Sawada, was born the CEDEF boss felt a shiver run down his spine. His son was so small that the man could fit him in the palm of his hand. Both Nana and Tsuna were sleeping peacefully when Iemitsu's pager went off. He ran a hand through his hair, wondering how Timoteo would react to his baby boy looking like a mini-Giotto. Timoteo had been a father figure when Iemitsu was a boy, but he was still a mafia man. He would eliminate anything that he deemed a threat to the family, that was why Iemitsu had been assigned as the CEDEF boss.
Tsuna was a bright child, with a charisma that drew other children to him like a flame. He dreamed of reaching the sky, climbing anything he could to get closer to it. One of his favorite places to seek refuge was on the roof of his house, not that he would tell his Mama. His Mama and Papa both smothered him with affection, but something felt like it was missing from his life. It wouldn't be until his useless years and his jarring first meeting with Reborn that he would feel whole again.
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He should have hated the fake baby, but one of Reborn's rare smiles encouraged him to keep moving forward. And for some strange reason he felt like punching Bianchi whenever she showered the hitman with affection. He was pulled out of his daze when he was hit with a Leon mallet. "Penny for your thoughts?" Reborn asks, his squeaky voice as close to a purr as it could manage. Tsuna shivered, both in fear and something else he couldn't explain.
"Have you ever met someone for the first time and felt like you've met them before?" He asks. It was a common occurrence, especially with his guardians and tutor. There was a far away look in Reborn's eyes and Tsuna felt frustrated with himself all over again. A lot of his problems could be boiled down to the seal that was forced on him but his intuition was screaming for him to remember something.
Tsuna felt a small hand on his head and was surprised he wasn't hit with the mallet again. "At this rate your brain is going to overheat. It must be difficult since it isn't used to thinking." Reborn says with his usual smirk. Tsuna's face flushed as he stood to his feet. "Mom, I'm going for a walk!" Tsuna announced, Nana smiled. "Don't be out too late!"
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Tsuna sat underneath a tree, eyes closed as he listened to the breeze make its branches sway. He felt like whatever he needed to remember was right in his grasp, only for it to slip away. Even when he protested to becoming Vongola Decimo, there was a part of himself that wanted to do something. To stop families like the Estraneo from harming children, to protect innocent people like his mother and civilian friends. To make a family surrounded in darkness good again, or at least as much as you could with a criminal organization.
He looked up at the sky, admiring how the setting sun painted it with such vibrant colors. He looked down at the half ring hanging off his necklace, cradling it in his hand. "Why? Why does everyone have such faith in a useless person like me? Like I'm some mafia saint?" He kicked his foot out, his eyes shadowed by his hair. He could understand his family and friends, but why would Reborn put such faith in him?