Chapter 3

Giotto rushed around tying his hardest to leave as soon as he could. He ran to his Sun guardians office.

"Knuckles! Can you come to Japan with me?" Gioto asked as he ran in, surprising Knuckles with the urgent look on his face.

"Of course, Giotto. But why?" Knuckles said as he regained his composure.

"My son, Tsunayoshi, his Intuition is speaking to him again and it's worse this time. He has a headache, bad enough that he could barely call me for help."

"I understand, just let me pack some of my medical supplies and I'll meet you in front. And Giotto?"

"Yes?"

"We'll get him back. Be won't give in without a fight. He's too much like you."

That helped ease his mind slightly. 'He is too much like me for his own good isn't he?'

The two left for Japan in another 10 minutes. By that time, everyone could see the strain of anxiety and stress for his son.

When they were on the plane Giotto was fidgety and wouldn't sit still long enough to sleep. It was 18 hours from their private plane. When they got in from the nearest airport to Namimori, it was still another hour driving.

Tsuna sat where he was, not daring to move. If he did he wouldn't get very far before he stopped in his tracks from pain. He was close to passing out now. He was just barely holding it together. His pain was going to go away soon enough though. He could tell that his dad was going to do that thing to seal the voice again. This time he didn't mind it, as long as this didn't happen again.

"That hurts, Tsunayoshi. I thought we were friends." The voice said in a mocking tone as Tsuna threw up some bile into the sink. He had successfully made it to the bathroom before he threw up on himself. He was now currently on his side on the bathroom floor, an acrid taste in his mouth.

"I don't remember ever liking you that much. And dad said not to talk to you so I didn't. Now… Please go away." Tsuna retched again into the sink, supporting himself on the counter. He collapsed back, falling against the wall.

He just wants the pain to stop, was that too much to ask?

"I can make it stop. Just say yes to me and I'll stop it." There it was again. The voice asking him to give in. Why would he give in? It was stupid to ask otherwise because his dad warned him not to listen to it. The voice would hurt people if he gave in.

But would it really just because Giotto said it? Maybe he actually didn't know what would happen if he listened to it.

Wait, what was he thinking. His dad usually knows best, why question him now after so many years of listening to him. He loved his father too much to disobey him.

As Tsuna debated what to do, a crash from the living room got his attention. It could be his minds eye playing tricks on him again. He did that a couple hours before, and rewarded him with a trip over thin air and an even worse headache, if that was even possible at this point.

But nonetheless, Tsuna blearily looked up. He could see a mop of brown and orange before his head flopped back onto the floor and he didn't feel anything anymore.

Giotto walked, more like sprinted, to his home through town. He ran through the streets with Knuckles easily keeping up. It was eerily quite today but Giotto remembered that there was a festival today, so a lot of people would be helping setup. If they didn't they would be bitten to death.

But while they were running, they were stopped when a tonfa crashed down in front of them. Both of them skidded to a halt, trying not to knock into each other.

"Hibari, I don't have to to deal with you right now. So, please let us off?" Giotto sighed tiredly and tried his hardest to not lash out, that would have the opposite effect and he would be forced to fight against the blood-thirsty prefect.

"No." Hibari said simply as he strode forward to retrieve his tonfa.

"How about, if you let us off, I'll fight you one-on-one. I really need leave now though." Giotto was really trying not lash out now.

"Then fight me."

Without giving him anytime to answer, Hibari swung at Giotto's head. He easily evaded it but that was a mistake since Hibari got interested in him.

"Knuckles go to my house and see what needs to be done to Tsunayoshi." Giotto commanded as he tried to get a pressure point on Hibari, when Hibari realized what Giotto was doing he jumped back to gain some distance. Knuckles nodded and ran off to where he remembered his boss lived.

"What about Tsunayoshi?" The prefect asked he straightened up.

"He has a…Problem that needs to be addressed.

"He seemed to be having a hard time walking yesterday. When he left the school he stopped by the gates and clutched his head like he was in pain."

"Well he's still in pain and I needed Knuckles so I could help him."

"Hn, good luck with that and tell me what happens." Hibari walked away without so much as a backwards glance. This was enough for Giotto as he started sprinting again.

He reached his home in a matter of minutes. He unlocked the door and bumped into something. It was Knuckles as he was staring silently at a point down that hall.

"Well, well. The father comes out to play." A voice said. It sounded like Tsuna's, only deeper and more calm. Looking around his Sun guardian he saw sunset orange eyes like his and a smirk plastered on his son's face.

Giotto felt a spark of anger. He was angry that he got held up with the blood thirsty prefect and now he had to deal with the alternate personality.

"I was in the neighbourhood, thought I'd stop by. Have you seen my son anywhere?" Giotto said sarcastically as he edged closer to the person.

"We were just talking. He seems to want the pain in his head to stop. I made it possible, he's grateful for it. Now I have full reign over this body. And I can finish what they started." Lunging at Giotto, the alternate personality tried to strike him. He evaded and caught the wrist.

"Oh, so you want to play don't you?" Giotto asked as he swiftly brought down a hand to a minor pressure point. The body jerked but didn't slow down.

"I don't think you understand the situation. This is your son's body, yet you don't hesitate to strike it. What kind of father would do that?"

"I also think the same. What kind of father would I be if I did that? I would never harm my son. But you are just a part of him."

Tsuna eyes became conflicted, the chocolate brown coming back into his eyes. He looked desperate then."Dad, I'm sorry."

He fell forward, completely dead to the world. Giotto caught him and held him on his lap as he motioned Knuckles over to check over Tsuna.

He moved closer and started checking his vitals and breathing. He had a high fever and seemed to be having a bad dream from his constant mumble of words they couldn't understand. Tsuna shifted in his father's grasp and snuggled closer, grabbing his shirt in the process.

A warm smile found its way onto the panicked expression the blond had. His son was just too cute! Deciding that it would be better to take him to his room, Giotto told his sun guardian as much before gathering up the feverish brunette in his arms. He made sure not to jerk him, afraid it might wake him up.

He stood and made his way towards the stairs. Knuckles trailed behind silently, smiling softly at the father-son moment. "You two are so much a like to the extreme!"

"Hm, as I'm told. It's weird as I was told that he looked like me but when they saw Nana they said he looked like her."

The two made it up the stairs and into Tsuna's room without fault. When Giotto was going to leave, after putting him down on the bed, he realized he couldn't move from Tsuna's hand clutched in his shirt.

"It looks like he needs to sleep next to someone to the extreme!" Knuckles said as he looked from the door.

"I guess I'll just have to sleep next to him. If I untangle him from my shirt he'll wake up. I learned that the hard way." Giotto sighed as he pushed Tsuna over to get into the bed himself. He slipped them both under the covers, prompting Tsuna to snuggle closer to the blond.

As he settled in, Giotto vaguely heard Knuckles walk off down the stairs before he started dropping off. It'll be a long time before the both of them wake up.

Edited 1/11/14

Well, I felt inspiration since I was writing this yesterday in the car. So this is getting updated since I'm done it. I'm really happy at the reviews I'm getting, saying that this is a good story. It makes my day when I hear that because I think I'm average if not a little more in my class.

But anyways, thank you to all who favourited, reviewed, and followed. Hopefully this isn't rushed.

-Gate