Hey guys! I'm sorry for the wait! I had a killer migraine. It was terrible. I couldn't even see straight. Anyways, here's the next chapter! Hope you enjoy!
Oh, I'm going to put up a poll for the pairing in this story. Vote for anyone you want. i'm going to shut the poll once I get to the future ark so I can integrate it into the story. Bye-bi~!
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The man in the Fedora smirked, titling said headwear down so that it shadowed his eyes. Nono watched him curiously, smiling when the man stood up, taking the file with him.
"Sounds interesting. How fast do you want it?"
"As fast as possible."
"Can do. See you later, Timeteo."
The man turned around, dusting off his fine suit casually. When he got to the doorway, he turned around, a glint in his obsidian eyes. "What if she's unwilling?"
Nono sighed. "I'll figure something out. It's been two years and the search hasn't progressed at all. I hope she's alright."
The man smirked again. "Don't worry about it. I'll bring her back in one piece." He disappeared around the corner, chuckling slightly.
"This is gonna be fun."
Sawada Tsunako was not having a good day.
She was rained on while she was sleeping, which isn't very pleasant to wake up to in case you were wondering. Then, she got caught trying to steal a package of beef jerky from the supermarket. The police officer had let her off with a slight scolding (she was only eight, you know) and a pat on the head. Finally, she had gone to the park and was beat up by a bunch of kids that thought that she was a boy. So what if her hair was short?! She had hacked all but a few inches off when it got too dirty to wash it as much, and now it stuck up all around her head, much like a boy's.
Oh well. At least she had one friend.
"Tsuna-chan!"
She turned to the source of the noise, seeing a auburn haired girl with kind honey colored eyes waving at her. She waved back, smiling for the first time that day. The girl ran up to her, smoothing down her skirt. "Hi Kyoko!"
Tsuna met with her every once and a while, more often now that her brother was injured. "How's Onii-San?"
Kyoko smiled brightly. "He's healing up wonderfully! His face is almost all healed up now!" She frowned, patting Tsuna's hair. "I wish you kept your hair long. It's so pretty!" She looked distressed. Tsuna rolled her eyes.
"So where are we going today?"
Kyoko often took Tsuna to play with her for the day, and they usually went to shops and bought candy and played games. Kyoko would invite her to sleep over afterwords, letting her use the bath and wash up all of her clothes. They had been doing this for over a year now, ever since Tsuna had met Onii-San.
"We're going to go to the cake shop!"
That was one of their favorites. They usually went to the cake shop or the arcade at least once a week. Tsuna looped her arm through Kyoko's. "Awesome! Let's go see Onii-San afterwards!"
They skipped off up the road, singing and whistling and laughing, just like two normal children.
"Do you know anything about her?"
He had his bright green gun aimed directly at the man's head, smirking coldly as the man struggled.
"No! I don't know anything!"
The man in the fedora pondered over this for a moment. "You have all of this country's flight records, do you not?"
"Y-yes! I do!"
"And you don't know anything?"
"N-no! I don't!"
"Die then."
"W-wait, wh-!" The man's question was cut off by a loud bang, his head lolled lifelessly on his neck, the fresh corpse falling out of the seat. Blood pooled around the lifeless body.
"Hmph. Useless."
The dark, suit clad man looked over the list on the table. They were all of the flights going out of Italy during the three days after the cradle incident. There were seven flights blacked out. He crossed out another one.
"Eight down, a hundred and fifty seven to go." He looked at the next town on the list. "Namimori, huh."
He sipped his coffee. "Ugh. Now my coffee's cold." He kicked the body. "Bastard."
He looked at the list again. He was going to Namimori.
Hopefully he would get another coffee. Preferably an expresso.