"Italian" speaking

Tsuna and Chrome flinched when they heard Mukuro speak. They didn't expect him to be in the shadows. Tsuna tried to make himself small as Mukuro walked closer to the two.

"Kufufu, Chrome I thought you were trying to help us. Why are you going behind our backs like this?" Mukuro leered at Tsuna as he crouched down to his level.

Tsuna squeezed his eyes shut and curled in on himself. Mukuro's smirk deepened as picked Tsuna up by the hair. He cried out as small tears pricked the corner of his eyes. Chrome stood nervously to the side torn between helping her brother or Tsuna.

"Kuhahaha, you're quite the helpless one. Your father will be coming soon. I suspect in about three days. But I don't know about Daemon since he was wondering whether he should delay the flight or not." Mukuro braced his head on his hand and smiled pleasantly.

"I don't know, why don't you just do what you want." Tsuna said in a bored voice, trying to hide behind a mask.

The truth was he actually had a headache coming on and it was the same headache he had when he blacked out. This time though, it felt different. like it was more controlled instead of erratic behaviour. He thought that maybe, just maybe, he could trust to give into it.

"Why you're quite the cynical one. I would love to play with you but I have better things to do with my life then linger here. Chrome, follow me." Mukuro stood up and let Tsuna's hair go.

He walked out of the door and Chrome followed, mildly terrified about what would happen if Daemon found out, after she waved weakly to Tsuna.

"They sound pleasant." A voice whispered in Tsuna's mind.

Tsuna jumped and regretted it when his head started pounding. "W-Why are you here? I thought you were gone?"

"I'll never be gone. I'm as much a part of you as you are of me. Now, what do you say to running before your father gets here. He'll seal me before you can get any say in the matter." The voice sounded like it was right beside him now.

"Why would I do that? Chrome wants to help her big brother and who am I to take that away from her? So they aren't going about it the best of ways. There's no reason for Chrome to suffer from it." Tsuna said reasonably as he blinked the stars out of his eyes.

"You're too nice." The voice said in a mocking tone. "There's a reason Mukuro's wanted by Vindice. He escaped the Vendicare prison and dragged his sister into it. Their uncle found them when he was on a mission. They explained what happened and that's why Daemon isn't trusted anymore."

"Well, maybe it's time that we did something about that. We could change a lot of things if we wanted to. Ever hear the saying you can do anything you set your mind to?"

"Yes, I have. It's quite stupid if you ask me. If you wanted to fly-wait never mind." Tsuna smiled lightly as he settled on his stomach with his head looking to the wall to his right.

"How is it stupid? Most of the time it's true, but there are sometimes when it's like jumping off a fifty story building. That's pretty impossible. But if it's something like achieving a phD then it applies."

The voice snorted and a murky image of himself appeared in front of Tsuna, the only difference being the orange eyes that his father had. "Well, you're quite the optimist. I think I won't try to kill you just yet anymore."

"Oh, gee. Thanks so much." Tsuna rolled his eyes at the reflection of himself. "Question: Who are you?"

"Well, you could say that I'm your alter-ego. But I'm not that much of you. I was released when you were hit with that bullet when you were five. I grew up with you and I was always in the background making decisions that even you weren't conscious about."

"What do I call you then, if you're a part of me?"

"...Why not Tsunayoshi? Most people call you Tsuna so I could be called your full name so there's no confusion."

"Alright, that's doable. When you were sealed...was it you I heard whispering in the back of my mind?"

"Yes, I was the voice that helped you when you were running or when you couldn't figure out a difficult math question. You better be grateful that I like you."

Tsuna rolled his eyes at Tsunayoshi, eliciting a snort out of his other half. The two lapsed into silence after that. Tsunayoshi sat beside him and leaned against the wall by his feet.

An hour later they heard some noises that sounds suspiciously like fighting outside of the door. They looked at each other in question but Tsunayoshi soon had a look on his face like he had an idea.

Tsunayoshi turned to Tsuna and spoke in an urgent voice. "Tsuna, let me take over."

"What?" Tsuna's voice was coloured in disbelief as he spoke in a hushed tone.

"There are no time for questions. Just let me take over and let me guide you so you can fight. Outside are people here to take you but it's not your father. They're going to be a few hours delay from Daemon delaying them." Tsunayoshi sounded desperate.

"All...Right. You're going to take over how?"

"I'm going to guide your body but you'll still have full control over your mind. Unlike last time when I forced you to agree." When Tsunayoshi stopped talking he crawled forward and leaned his forehead against Tsuna's.

"I'm guessing this will hurt a little?"

"Not a little, a lot."

"G will be here in a few hours. He just called to tell me." Knuckles said in Italian as he walked in the living room.

Giotto was pacing restlessly up and down the mantle and barely heard his Sun Guardian. He seemed to be in deep thought and oblivious to his surroundings. He paced back and forth until he tripped over nothing.

That seemed to snapped Giotto back in Italian, "I must be really out of it if I start tripping over nothing again."

Knuckles laughed as he walked forward to help Giotto back up. "No wonder Tsuna's so clumsy to the Ultimate! Now I know where he gets it."

"Oh, ha-ha. Laugh at me while I'm down." Giotto stuck his tongue out at Knuckles and took the hand Knuckles offered.

"Whatever, but did you hear what I said to the Ultimate?"

"No."

"Of course. I said that G and Asari will be here in a few hours to the Ultimate!"

"Really?"

"Yes, and I called earlier and they said-" Knuckles never got to finish his sentence as the front door opened and two pairs of feet walked in.

Knuckles tensed and whirled around to see who walked in. Giotto clutched his head from an oncoming headache and steadied himself on the wall. The two people who walked around the corner were G and Asari.

"Knuckles, I thought you said a few hours." Giotto ground out as he peeked up through his hands at who came in, knuckles looked confused as he scratched the back of his head.

"That's what he ultimately said!" Knuckles yelled in confusions, making Giotto's head pound worse from the noise.

"I said a few minutes, idiot!" G said as he glared at Knuckles, annoyed at being heard wrong, Asari laughed good-naturedly.

"Now, now there's no need to fight. He just heard you wrong." Asari laughed as he walked into the room and went over to Giotto. "Why are you clutching your head?"

"Because you're not G and Asari."

"What do you mean, Giotto?" G said as he crossed his arms and sat down on the couch in front of the three.

"I'm pretty sure my instincts aren't wrong. They have never been before so I don't think you're my friends." Giotto said as he lifted his head and looked straight at G and Asari. "Who are you people?"

"Nufufu, looks like we were found out." The illusion dispersed and Daemon sat smirking as Chrome was cowering from beside Giotto.

"Daemon? Why are you in Japan?" Giotto asked as he looked in disbelief at Chrome. "I thought you liked Tsuna?"

"I-I do, but I can't disobey Uncle Daemon." Chrome shifted nervously as she looked at the floor, refusing to look at anybody.

"Daemon, why are you doing this to the Ultimate?" Knuckles asked as he stared in confusion between the three.

"My reasons? I guess I want to help Mukuro for some reason."

"Care to elaborate?" Knuckle asked but Giotto interrupted them before Daemon could answer.

"No, no. Only lies have detail."

"But while I'm at it I might as well stall you." Daemon smirked as he stood up and his scythe from now where. Chrome reaching for her trident in the same way.

"Well, looks like we have a fight in our hands, Knuckles." Giotto commented as he took his gloves out and went into Hyper-Dying Will Mode.

"This will be ultimate!" Knuckles yelled in excitement as he stood in a defensive boxing position.

I'm glad I saved this. My brother came and restarted the computer on me. He does that when he's home and he said he was sorry, in a child's voice might I add, and that he didn't know that I was writing. Right.

-Gate