Seashells of the Sky
Summary:"Wait, what Family became the Black Spell of Millefiore?" Tsuna asked. Lambo sighed, eyes shadowed, "The Vongola Family." AU
Chapter Seven: Of the Sky's Subdued Storm
Hayato rolled his eyes, "You dumbass, Takeshi." His voice sounded hoarse, and Lambo was worried what kind of… torture… Byakuran had put him through. Physical, or even mental, especially with Boss under his control, Lambo thought, subdued.
Tsuna stepped forward hesitantly, looking alternatively between Lambo, Reborn and Hayato.
"This is good, right?" Tsuna asked hopefully, "I mean, older Gokudera-kun can help us…?" He trailed off at the look of reluctant resignation on Lambo's and Hayato's faces.
"Right?" He persisted stubbornly.
Slowly, Lambo shook his head, "Sorry, Young Vongola…" He said.
"Tenth…" Hayato began half-heartedly, then sighed, shaking his head. Lambo noticed that there were huge bags under his eyes, and those green orbs looked incredibly wearied down with anxiety.
Suddenly, his features went impassive, and Lambo was scarily reminded of his Boss' own expression after what Byakuran did to him.
At first, Lambo was afraid the white-haired bastard had gotten to Hayato as well, but the silver-haired adult explained emotionlessly.
"My Tenth's life is threatened," He said stiffly – at this, Lambo froze in silent rage - "I can't allow Byakuran to hurt him more than he already has." Hayato gritted his teeth in frustration, "As his Right Hand Man, I have to keep the Tenth safe!" An emotion broke through his façade: pain.
Lambo wasn't stupid; he could see the hopelessness in Hayato's eyes, and a glance at Tsuna told him he saw it too and was concerned.
"Gokudera-kun…" Tsuna uttered softly, surprised. Beside him, his younger Storm Guardian just stood there, scowling, in stony silence.
"Lambo," Hayato addressed the older Thunder Guardian in a rare show of penitence, "I'm sorry, but you're going to have to stay here –"
Instantly, a flare of anger rose within Lambo, and he yelled at him.
"Let me help! Why do you have to send me away all the time?" He swallowed hard, "I'm not useless!"
Hayato shook his head, "I know that, but… Tenth told me to make sure you were safe, before the… incident."
Lambo bit his lip, why does Boss keep on underestimating me?
"You're the youngest of the Guardians, dumb cow," Hayato said gruffly, as if he'd read his mind, "Of course we have to overprotect you."
Lambo sighed, and his frustration drained out of him. "I could still help…" He muttered sullenly, but there was no real heat behind it.
He continued before Hayato could say anything, "Where are the rest of your Storm Division?" He asked suddenly, only just remembering that important factor.
Reborn immediately questioned, "Storm Division? You didn't mention anything about this, Dumb Lambo." The infant looked thoroughly annoyed.
"Right," Lambo coughed, "I kind of completely forgot about them until now."
"They are attacking Lawn-Head and the others." Hayato frowned in worry, then suddenly winced. He paused as if listening to something. Lambo noticed the glint of an earpiece attached to his left ear.
"Hayato?" Yamamoto queried, frowning.
The older Storm Guardian answered after a brief moment of silence; his features tightened in consternation.
"I have to fight," he said darkly, and then to a bewildered Tsuna, "forgive me, Tenth, but –"
"Wait," Reborn interrupted. Everyone looked at him as he continued.
"How about a match between the two Storm Guardians?"
There was a pregnant pause.
"R-Reborn?" Tsuna squeaked in surprise.
The infant ignored him and only explained, "A fight between you two using only hand-to-hand and dynamites."
"What's the point of this, Reborn-san?" Gokudera asked stiffly, still glaring at his older self.
"Simple." Reborn smirked.
And in the infants hands was a box weapon.
Hayato looked alarmed. His hand flew to his pockets, patting them wildly, "What the -?"
Gokudera was already lighting a cigarette in his mouth, "Let's fight then!" In between each of his finger were the dynamites. He looked a little too eager.
Tsuna gaped in shock, "B-but!"
Lambo shook his head, eyes wide, "That's… actually a good idea."
Yamamoto only sighed in slight annoyance, "I don't know who to cheer for."
The moment before the two Storm Guardians began fighting, Hayato suddenly warned, "I have company coming, by the way."
Not a second later, a familiar person burst into the clearing, leading a whole group of men in dark suits.
"Ah… Sawada-dono~"
"B-Basil-kun!" Tsuna greeted in surprise, but even as he did, he noticed something was amiss.
The expression on the young man's face was odd, and Reborn pointed out sharply, "I thought you said that Basil was with Maman and the others?"
Lambo frowned, uneasily examining the strange smile on Basil's face, "I thought he was… Basil-nii?" He asked uncertainly.
Hayato's face went impassive once again. "Save him." He said, and immediately engaged a shocked Gokudera.
Like a crazy bullet, Basil, Dying Will Flames igniting, suddenly shot forward to try and punch a bewildered Tsuna in the face. However, Reborn acted instantly, whipping up a gun and shooting at Basil. To avoid it, he skidded to a stop, the bullet missing him by an inch.
The was silence, save for the fighting going on between the Storm Guardians somewhere in the forest beside them.
"B-Basil…?" Tsuna asked shakily, eyes widening.
The young man in question only tilted his head slightly at Reborn, that creepy smile still on his face.
"You missed me, Reborn-dono~"
"Basil…?" Tsuna repeated, sounding like a broken record.
Lambo stared in horror. Why…?
Yamamoto gripped his sword, his face bearing an unreadable expression.
A chuckle echoed throughout the clearing, and they all heard it.
"I'll make you hate me, younger Tsunayoshi-kun~"
Tsuna jumped, and glanced around, frowning uncertainly. Lambo clenched his fists. He had never felt so much loathing for someone in his life.
"Byakuran…" He breathed out, unable to speak anymore due to the hate and anger clogging up his throat.
Nobody had heard him, but Tsuna, most likely on instinct, turned and saw Lambo's expression twisted with pure fury. An expression passed over the brunet's face so quickly that Lambo barely had time to put an emotion to it before Tsuna looked away.
The young Vongola Boss tilted his head up to the air, as If to address it. His Dying Will Flame suddenly burst out without the need of his pills, and Lambo could see the turmoil in his eyes.
Tsuna said softly, "I won't forgive you, Byakuran."
And the fight began.
A/N: Ahh, I'm being so mean to the Vongola, mehehehe~! =3
Oh, and, sorry, it's confusing about the names. I sometimes keep on forgetting to use the last or first names with the proper counterpart. And the case with Ryouhei... ahh, when the older Ryouhei comes in, I'll be sure to warn you all, haha~
Please review~