And there I go again. I always forget to edit it before uploading it. Sorry to those who read it before I edited it.
Tsuna was running in a never-ending dark hallway with floating heads chasing after him. The heads were the heads of his family floating around like restless ghosts on Halloween. He covered his ears with his hands and ran for his life.
"We never wanted you as a child." The head of his father said.
"You were useless and you still are." Said his mother.
"We don't need a big brother anymore." Said Lambo and I-pin.
Tsuna ran and screamed for help until the floor beneath him cracked and crumbled. He fell down into a deep, dark, depressing abyss and into a pile of dead decaying roses. There was a spotlight that illuminated only the spot he sat on. He covered his mouth and widened his eyes in fear at what he was sitting on.
A few meters from the pile of decaying roses was a tall, blonde man staring at him lovingly. The man walked closer, out of the dark shadows and Tsuna identified him as Giotto. Giotto had a hungry carnivorous look in his eyes along with a psychotic smile plastered on his face. His tie and vest were missing along with his sanity. His shirt was unbuttoned and his sleeves were rolled up sloppily. Giotto then walked towards Tsuna with arms open as if he wanted a hug from the brunette. Tsuna didn't want to stay for long after what he saw so he jumped off the pile and ran the opposite direction of where Giotto is.
'When will this end?!' Tsuna furiously asked in his mind.
His heartbeat fastened. He looked behind him to see Giotto had set the whole entire area he passed by on fire. Tsuna thought the flames looked quite strange—flames he had never seen before. They looked more of an orange hue compared to regular flames he'd seen. The man started to run towards Tsuna at an alarmingly fast pace. Tsuna gasped as he caught up with him and reached towards the brunette with his right gloved arm with the symbol X on them.
'No no no no no no no no!' Tsuna shouted in his thoughts.
Giotto then grabbed Tsuna's neck and squeezed it. Before Tsuna blacked out, Giotto said one last thing: "Your everything belongs to me now."
Tsuna woke up with a start and fisted some of his hair with both of his hands. He was perspiring and breathing rapidly. He looked at the window and saw that the sun was shining behind the red curtains. Next to the window was a set of clothes on a chair that he could change into with a note on top saying that he now has a wardrobe full of new clothes once he picked it up and read it. He kicked his blanket off of him and walked out of his room and towards the bathroom with the new clothes in his hands.
How convenient. Tsuna was lucky that the bathroom is the room right next to his bedroom so he doesn't have to walk a long way to find one. He was sure that he would have been lost for ages in a mansion this big.
He entered it, locked the door, and started the water after setting the clothes down. He climbed into the shower.
He thought about the dream he had last night and shuddered. There was no way any of that could happen, right? Is there some deep meaning into it? Tsuna frowned at the thought of it actually happening and continued to take his shower.
After finishing his shower, he took his old dirty clothes and left the bathroom. G was already waiting outside the bathroom for him.
"Took you long enough." G said. Although it looks as if what he said was to show how irritated he is, he didn't sound irritated. However, Tsuna's not complaining. He doesn't want to get on his bad side.
"Sorry." Tsuna replied.
"There's nothing for you to apologize for." G stated. Then, he offered to take his dirty clothes to have someone wash them. Tsuna thanked him and G left muttering to himself, "That idiotic, egoistical brat thinks he can get away with overeating sweets. He planned having a stomachache all along so he didn't have to work today… That green-haired brat is going to get it."
Tsuna paled.
He paid no attention to what he just heard and walked towards… Wait what? He looked around himself. He was definitely lost. 'Way to start out my morning' he thought. 'Well, what could I lose if I haven't lost enough already…' Tsuna walked into a random hallway and passed by many doors that lead to rooms that he'd already forgotten what they led to. He was getting worried until he ran into a guy with a British outfit whose hair looks kind of like… a melon.
"Umm… Hello." Tsuna greeted him.
"Well, hello there." The man replied. He had a mischievous smile on his face that looks as if he had run away with many evil doings he committed and was never caught. Tsuna shivered a little.
"Hm… You know, you remind me of a tuna fish." The man laughed.
Tsuna groaned inwardly. Yeah, and you remind me of a melon; although he didn't want to say that out loud… Changing the subject, Tsuna looked up at him and asked for directions to the dining hall for breakfast.
The man smiled, "Why don't I escort you there instead? In return, you can have the pleasure of my company. And we can have breakfast together… and maybe a little more~"
"Uh…" Tsuna felt awkward. 'Is he a pervert?'
Before Tsuna could say anything else, the man grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the dining hall without warning.
The dining hall was astounding. The lighting was of large glass chandeliers. There is an enormous window that stretches from the top of the dining hall to the bottom and the whole width of the wall. The rest of the three sides of the room were of red floral-like walls with dark brown winscot all around the bottom of the walls and paintings ranging from big to small on each wall.
"You're late, Daemon." Said Lampo, the green-haired teen.
The man who was holding Tsuna's arm chuckled. "Nufufu."
Daemon? Tsuna remembered Giotto talking about him last night. Speaking of which, Giotto was sitting at the end of the table with casual clothes on. He had a dark aura around him when he looked at Daemon walking in together with Tsuna. Too bad Tsuna didn't notice it. Looking at the blonde made Tsuna remember his nightmare again from last night and he shivered. 'I seriously need to stop acting like a baby from just a nightmare…'
"Indeed… You are late…" Giotto said. "It's 10:30 in the morning and we've been waiting for you for over an hour Daemon. Why do you have Tsuna with you?"
"Nufufu. No need to be angry, Decimo." Daemon smirked.
Giotto cringed a little at the nickname Decimo. He always hated that name since day one and he still does.
"I told you that you don't have to call me that…" Giotto frowned. He tried to show no weaknesses.
"But it's quite fitting~"
Giotto sighed and asked for both Daemon and Tsuna to sit down. Daemon dragged Tsuna to sit right next to him and a few seats away from Giotto. Giotto frowned at this. After a couple of minutes, the food were carried out of the kitchen and were placed onto the table with care. Tsuna's mouth watered looking at the delicious food in front of him. Giotto and his guardians began eating.
"If you're hungry, you can eat." Daemon told Tsuna.
Tsuna picked up a fork and knife and began to eat. Giotto eyed him and Daemon the whole entire time as Tsuna was eating. THIS, Tsuna didn't fail to miss. He tried not to heed any attention to Giotto and continued eating. He paused for a moment and looked at his food. 'Why am I even enjoying this? I should be angry and upset that I was sold…'
Tsuna stopped midway with his breakfast and set down his fork and knife. Giotto raised an eyebrow.
"I'm… not really hungry." Tsuna said.
Giotto looked down and sighed. He had no idea how to make his little Tsunayoshi happy. He planned an afternoon with him—taking a break is something he rarely does—and plans to make some happy memories with the brunette. Hopefully he won't mess it up…
"Are you ready?" Giotto asked Tsuna. Giotto was in a white dress shirt with a grey vest and pants in addition to black dress shoes.
"Y-yeah…" Tsuna replied quietly.
Giotto opened the car door for him and Tsuna entered. He shut the door and walked to the other side and climbed into the driver's seat. He's trying not to make the brunette uncomfortable with him.
He starts the engine and drives.
[1:47 afternoon; location: Mangiamo café.]
Giotto and Tsuna are seated outside the café on a two-seat table. They both had a Panini in their hands and a glass of water for each of them on the table. Giotto looked at Tsuna.
"Are you feeling fine?" He asked.
Tsuna looked at Giotto and shook his head. "I'm not used to this…"
"It's alright. I don't blame you."
Giotto felt guilty… for taking the brunette away… for knowing the brunette. He had always felt that way ever since he laid eyes on the brunette.
-Flashback-
"Natsu!" Giotto of nine years old called out to his pet lion cub.
"Natsu! Wait up!"
It was evident that Natsu didn't want to stay with Giotto anymore. Giotto just wanted to take Natsu out for a walk since he was always clawing at the windows, but what Natsu really wanted was freedom. The lion cub ran away from Giotto once he was outside and Giotto was chasing after him. Natsu was the only thing that kept him out of his loneliness. Every single person he meets always runs away from him. No one has lasted anywhere near a week with him without leaving him behind.
Giotto was sad. He just wanted someone to accept him for who he is. He didn't care who; he just wanted someone to do so. Anyone…
Not even Natsu wanted to stay…
Giotto was still running after him until a young child who looks no older than he was stopped the lion cub without effort and picked Natsu up. The young boy smiled and petted the cub. Giotto was surprised to see that Natsu liked him better than he. He frowned.
"Is this your lion cub?" The boy asked, still smiling.
"Yeah…" Giotto replied.
The boy giggled and gave Giotto back the lion cub.
"You should take care of it with lots of love." The boy stretched out his arms to indicate the size that he's talking about. He smiles brighter than the sun.
"Ah… Thanks…" Giotto smiles a little.
The boy nodded as a reply. He waved goodbye to Giotto and left, walking the opposite direction of where Giotto was standing. He walked alongside his mother and held her hand. Giotto watched them as they walked.
"Tsuna, what were you doing over there?" His mother asked.
"I touched a baby lion today!" The boy smiled.
His mother giggled. "Is that so? It sounds like you had lots of fun today."
The boy nodded. "I did!"
Giotto never left the spot he stood on as he stared at them walking away.
"So his name is Tsuna…" He said.
Giotto then did something he thought he would never do: He smiled a genuine smile.
Tsuna was looking at Giotto with a concerned face. "Are you okay? You've been spacing out." Tsuna finished his Panini and drank from the glass of water on the table.
Giotto sighed and finished his Panini as well and threw away the trash they both had into the nearby garbage can and sat back down.
"Tsuna."
"Yeah?"
"You said you wanted to get to know me better, right?" Giotto smiled.
Tsuna nodded.
"Well… What would you like to know?"
Tsuna looked down at his feet and spoke. "About why I was sold…"
Giotto fell silent. Could he actually tell him the truth? No… He possibly couldn't… Not without the brunette freaking out about the truth. Would he be able to handle it?
"I can't say…" Giotto looked at him. "I'm sorry…"
Tsuna was sad. He half expected that reply. "So then… How about… your servants?" Tsuna put a finger on his lip and tapped it three times. "G and some others aren't wearing suits like most other servants… Does this mean that they are closer to you?"
"I guess so…" Giotto sighed.
"Guess?" Tsuna questioned.
"They are close. I call them my guardians and also my friends." Giotto frowned. "But it's also kind of hard to tell if I can call them that…" Giotto's eyes turned back into the cold state from when Tsuna first saw him.
"But why?" Tsuna was curious, but not so curious that he would risk getting so close into this sea and fall into that water and drown.
"Because… I feel as if… they only hang out with me because I'm the boss… If it weren't for my position, I wouldn't have so much respect from them… I'd be nowhere." Giotto looked away, having a distant look about him. "Why can't they just like me for me?" Giotto whispered to himself so only he could hear.
Tsuna tilted his head to the side and said, "I'm sure they hang out with you because you're a good person, not just because you're boss."
"Naïve… So very naïve…" Giotto said quietly.
The two remained silent for a few minutes until Tsuna broke the silence with another question.
"Um… Giotto… What is Vongola?"
Giotto looked back at him, eyes still cold and distant. "Vongola is—" Before Giotto could finish that sentence, someone from a distance attempted to assassinate him by shooting. Luckily, the bullet only grazed Giotto's shoulder. The bullet then hit the wall behind him.
"Tsuna, we have to get out of here!" Giotto grabbed Tsuna's arm with his uninjured arm and ran as fast as their legs could take them.
People near the area ran away for their lives away from the café at the scene.
At a distance, one could faintly spot a man with a black suit and a sniper in his hands, frowning at his slight miss due to the wind.
Giotto and Tsuna hide out at Namimori Shrine. Giotto takes the handkerchief in his vest pocket and holds it to his injured arm. Tsuna is exhausted by the workout and Giotto is letting Tsuna lean on his shoulder on the uninjured side. Giotto looked at his wound and groaned inwardly. He just wanted a calm, serene day with Tsuna. Is it too much to ask?
'It's because I'm boss of Vongola, isn't it?' He thought and cursed at himself.
Speaking of which, he planned to tell Tsuna about Vongola, but right now Tsuna seems shocked at the scenario back there at the café. 'Poor kid…' Giotto thought to himself. In addition to that, he thought about what he just said about his guardians… Did he really mean that? Or did what he say was just an angry impulse? Before he could think of anything else, Tsuna squeezed Giotto's uninjured arm tight and looked at him straight in the eyes with utmost fear.
"What was that?" He asked. "That shot. And why did someone try to shoot you?"
Giotto had no idea how to put this without sounding like a crazed cockatoo or worse—sounding like as if it were a lie. He looked at Tsuna in the eyes and told him flat out:
"I believe that man tried to assassinate me. He must be some hired hitman from an enemy paid to take me down. I'm not completely sure why, but I do know that since I'm the boss of Vongola, there's no guarantee that I won't be targeted nearly every day or so."
"I wanted to ask before we were interrupted, but… What is Vongola?" Tsuna was shaking and shivering with fear, afraid that he too will be shot for being spotted with Giotto.
"…Vongola is a vigilante group, A.K.A the mafia. I believe you also asked me about what 'Decimo' meant. It does mean tenth—the tenth generation boss to Vongola when you put one and two together. And my guardians, they also work under me too."
Tsuna paled and looked as if he were ready to vomit. "Then those men in suits aren't butlers, but—"
"—Yes… They're also a part of the Vongola famiglia." Giotto finished for him.
Giotto felt guilty due to the fact that such information as this could ruin Tsuna's innocence forever. He wants to preserve that innocence of his, and keep it safe with him at all times… even if he had to lock it away.
"I'm sorry…" Giotto said.
Unfortunately, Tsuna didn't reply to Giotto anymore and remained silent. Giotto looked at his wound one more time. 'Is it still bleeding? It's too difficult to tell when the whole handkerchief is dyed red.'
Giotto told Tsuna that it should be time to get home right now since it's been a while since they've been waiting. He needed to get home quickly and have Knuckles treat his wounds. Giotto stood up and Tsuna followed suit. Tsuna definitely wanted to go home.
'Way to go, Giotto. The whole day is ruined…' This was all Giotto could think about when he took Tsuna home.
Knuckles was bandaging Giotto's wounds carefully. Tsuna was too afraid to look at Giotto's wounds partly because he feels as if it were his fault. He had no idea why, but he felt like that for a bit.
Giotto then had a gut feeling of how Tsuna was feeling. "It's not your fault…"
"But—" Tsuna was interrupted. How did he know?
"It's my fault. If I hadn't been more self-aware about my surroundings and also including my status…" Giotto looked at his bandaged wound.
"And finished!" Knuckles smiled. When Giotto came back injured, his first outburst was, "Oh Lord!"
Giotto literally sweat-dropped at that outburst.
G bursts in the room with a mixture of anger and worry plastered on his face. He had a cigarette in his mouth and a frown on his face.
Both Giotto and Knuckles had to explain the situation as they endured foul language and the usual 'what did I tell you''s from G.
"Is it because of this kid?" G points at Tsuna angrily.
Tsuna flinched.
"No! It's not! It's mine." Giotto tried to reassure him. "I should have listened to you."
G clicked his tongue and eyed Tsuna for a moment. 'I'm watching you, kid.'
Tsuna gulped.
"I'm extremely sorry about that Tsuna." Knuckles apologized.
"I-it's fine." Tsuna felt as if he were to pass out.
"I'll take extreme care of Giotto from here, you can leave the room now if you'd like." Knuckles said.
Tsuna nodded and muttered a thank you to Knuckes for treating Giotto and for being kind. He left the room and went straight to his room. He couldn't look at the 'servants' in the face after hearing the truth from Giotto. In the shadows, Tsuna didn't realize that Alaude was following him and keeping an eye on him after hearing about Giotto's incident.
Tsuna entered his room and shut the door behind him. It was too much for Tsuna to take. First he was sold, and second Giotto gets attacked. These are definitely the worst days of his life. Oh if only he knew that the worst was yet to come.
Although it was only 2:54 in the afternoon, Tsuna plopped down onto his bed and cried until he fell asleep.
"He didn't take it very well." Giotto sighed, sad.
"It's to be expected." Knuckles replied. "This life is extremely out of the ordinary for a normal boy like him."
"So could it be…" Knuckles was getting suspicious, "That it could be them?"
"I have a feeling that it is them." Giotto said.