The Foreboding of a Coming Storm

Why is it so warm? This sensation, it seems familiar. Its heartwarming, it calms me down. What is this? A flame? Why am I holding a flame in my hands? It's not burning me. Why?

I opened my eyes and stared at the blank ceiling of my room. It took me a while to adjust to the blinding light of the sun coming from the small gap in between my curtains. I sat up as I pulled them apart, allowing the warm sunlight to enter my room. I opened the window and stuck my head out. There was a nice warm breeze despite the autumn season fast approaching. I stayed like that for a few moments before receiving a text on my phone. I scurried to my nightstand and opened the text message.

"Come with us to Namimori shopping district. Tsuna and the others will be there." It was from Yamamoto. Didn't we have school today? I hopped out of the bed and changed into my oversized white cable knit sweater and black jeans. I tied my messy white hair into a high pony tail with the help of a red ribbon. I grabbed my phone and rushed towards the doors. I laced up my black combat boots and headed outside.

When I finally got there, a familiar voice called out to me.
"Sora, we are over here!" I spotted Kyoko waving at me. There stood behind her Sawada and the others. Even Lambo came. I joined them.

"Why is everyone here?" I asked Yamamoto. "Weren't we supposed to have school?"

"Yes, but it's only study period. It doesn't matter if we skip only a day of school right?" He smiled at me. On Yamamoto's shoulder, there sat Reborn, in his usual little suit and fedora.

"Tsuna, after this, you are going to study until you turn to goo," Reborn said casually.

"I don't want to turn to goo," Tsuna cried out. Reborn then faced me.

"Ciaossu, Sora." I momentarily froze, before forcing a smile and waving back. I soon found Fuuta tugging on my jeans.

"I want to go to the arcade!" he announced as he rushed towards the building. The building was illuminated by bright lights. At the front, there a giant "Arcade" sign written in bright colors. Fuuta rushed into it quickly followed by Yamamoto.

"You're on kid!" he shouted as he disappeared into the bright lights. Gokudera made a "tsk" sound before, he too rushing into the arcade.

"You don't think I am going to lose to you," he said. Before finally stepping into the building, he glanced at me. "What are you staring at? Come with us." He extended his hand towards me. I stared at his hand. My heart beat suddenly accelerated and I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. I looked up at Gokudera. His head was turned the other way, avoiding any eye contact with me. His cheeks took a light pink color. I smiled as I grabbed his hand. It was warm and soft, unlike Yamamoto's which were covered in blisters and bruises because of baseball practice. He dragged me into the arcade, not once letting go of my hand. We soon found Yamamoto.

"Sora, Gokudera," he called out. His attention then drifted towards our linked hands. A smile slowly drew itself on his face. Gokudera suddenly noticed and released my hand. His face turned a bright red as he faced the other way. I smiled.

Screams were suddenly heard. I glanced out towards the window.

"Was that the game?" Yamamoto asked me. Gokudera rushed out of the arcade.

"Gokudera? Where are you going?" I asked as I followed him out of the arcade. He simply ignored me and continued running. We soon found Sawada lying on the ground. Another boy was standing up in front of him. He had a blue flame coming out from his forehead. He held a boomerang in his right hand. Facing him was a man with long white hair and wearing a long black jacket. What stunned me the most was his cold grey eyes. They resemble my father's however his were absent of any emotions. Shivers were sent down my spine. His eyes had a murderous intent. He wanted to kill us.

"What is this?" he asked, sounded awfully arrogant. "I'll cut up any trash that gets in my way!"

"This is bad," Reborn muttered. He then turned towards Kyoko and the kids. "All women and children should evacuate from this place." Kyoko took no hesitation to gather up Lambo and the others. Just before she left, she glanced at me. Reborn grinned.

"She is going to be alright." He tipped the end of his fedora. "Now get going." Kyoko looked at me worried. I smiled at her, refusing to show any signs of fear. I signaled her to get going. She nodded, before rushing off, following by Lambo and the others. Sawada, Yamamoto, Gokudera and I remained.

"My apologises, Lord Sawada," the young boy replied. His dirty blond hair covered partially his right eye. His eyes were bright blue in color. "It appears that I have been followed. I have just met thee and yet I have already dragged thee into a dangerous position." He spoke in an old Japanese, which I had difficulty understanding.

"Who are you?" Sawada asked him. Before he could even get his answer, he was dragged away by the boy.

"Please come with me," he said as we around the corner of a building. Yamamoto and Gokudera were quickly behind. "I have something important to tell thee."

We were suddenly ambushed by the silver haired man.

"Let's quit this game of tag, shall we?" His grey eyes suddenly met mine. I tried not to flinched nor show fear. "Who are these guys?" he asked the young boy as he continued to gaze at me. He smirked.

"Shall I have the honor to force everything out of you?" he asked as he charged head on towards the boy. He pulled out his weapon, but barely managed to block the blade and was sent flying into a building. The glass shattered behind him, leaving a wall of dust.

"Now, it's your turn." He turned towards Sawada and pointing his blade at him. "What's your relationship with this brat?" My knee buckled and I soon found myself on the ground. Who was this man? Why did he want to kill us? Was it because of this whole mafia thing? My hand grazed something cold. I glanced and spotted the boomerang the boy had.

What are you waiting for? Do it.

I grabbed it and charged full on towards the man. He slightly flinched before blocking me with his sword. Our blades clashed, as he grinned.

"Aren't you a fast one?" He reflected my blade, sending me flying back a couple of feet. I managed to regain balance, landing on my left hand. Something bright suddenly caught my attention. The man was caught off guard as he jumped in the air to avoid the explosion. Dynamites?

From the smoke appeared two familiar silhouettes. Gokudera had several sticks of dynamites in his hands while as Yamamoto held a katana in his right.

"Lay a hand on that person and you are as good as dead to me," Gokudera said glaring the man.

"Yeah, something like that. I'll be your opponent," Yamamoto added. Both of them had determination in their eyes. They weren't going to back down. I got back up on my feet.

That's right. You can do it. No time to back down now.

"You brats have to be related to that other brat." The man readied himself, almost as if he was baring his fangs. "I don't quite get it but I am certain of this; if you go against me, you will die." The killing intend was imminent. I flinched before glancing at Gokudera and Yamamoto. They had that same determination from the start.

"That applies to you as well," Gokudera replied.

"You mustn't, he isn't a man you can win against!" a voice cried from the shattered glass. The boy appeared, severally injured.

"We won't know unless we try," I muttered. My hands were shaking. I was scared. I was scared of dying, scared of getting hurt.

This isn't what you are scared of, is it?

I charged it, followed by Yamamoto. My blade clashed with his first.

"You don't learn do you? I won't fall for the same thing twice." Once again, he reflected my blade. I glanced at Yamamoto. He nodded at me. I leaped back behind him. His katana clashed with the man's sword. A familiar sense came from the boomerang. The smell of gunpowder filled the area.

"Yamamoto, look out!" I yelled, but it was too late. I rushed ahead of him, pushing him out of the way. I took the full blow, however he still got caught in the cross fire. I could feel my back hit the solid concrete before blacking out. I tried to keep my eyes open, long enough to spot Yamamoto lying beside me. My eye lids grew heavy as everything suddenly blackened out.

Are you regretting something?