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Chapter 3 Storm Guardian~
o.o.o.o.o
Gokudera Hayato
Thank you, for not blowing up out whole base yet but for a punishment for blowing up my room before... You have to take care of Lambo, when he is afraid or scared. And Yamamoto...
Always remember, you are my storm Guardian, the one who creates destruction. Don't forget... my right hand man
Sawada Tsunayoshi
The bomber looked over Tsuna's letter over and over again, running his finger over the paper, slowly, tears forming in his eyes, 'I thought I wasn't able to produce anymore tears.' The bomber was in his dark, cold, large, lonely room at his desk; still unable to swallow the lump in his throat.
'I was about to try and forget about him... trying to Forget what he has done for me...' Gokudera bit his bottom lip, leaned back on his brown leather chair and let out a trembling sigh. 'No matter where you are Tsuna I will bring you back... With pride.'
'No more crying... no more sadness... Tsuna wouldn't like any of this...' The bomber reached for his silver pocket watch, and sighed. 'now is not the time to become discouraged.' The Italian man stood up, and walked out of the room. 'I remember the promise Judaime'
o.o.o.o.o
Tsuna woke up to see the sun has risen above the highest trees, the Brunette squinted as the light of the burning sun hit his chocolate colored eyes.
The Vongola Decimo, looked at the tray of food left for him, Soup, bread, water, apple on the ground waiting to be eaten but he. Not feeling hungry or alive, the Brunette looked away and stared outside. 'How will I return home, if I am allowed to?' The shaky feeling in Tsuna's gut was gone. 'Should I ask the First generation to help me? But if I tell them too much the future will be alternated.'
Sighing the Decimo took out his treasure, the shinny watch that symbolized his friendship with his close Family. 'I was going to present them a more calm, and healthy way but I guess it was no use.' Tsuna put a small, sad, pathetic smile on and lowed his head. 'I guess now's not the time to remember, such sad things.' Tsuna combed through his long, messy, tangled hair; smoothing it with his slim fingers. The sun went and came, it was now in a red glow. Facing the small square Window, and back toward the bars, Tsuna sighed in his mind, 'I'm not going to stay and waste my muscles Reborn worked so hard to get on me.' He took off his black jacket, tie and white dress shirt, revealing a well toned body. Taking his watch out once more he opened it and looked at the photo.
At that moment G came with a plate of food. He saw the Decimo undress, and turned away like an innocent, child. When the Storm Guardian spotted the food on the tray, untouched. "You will have to eat, we cannot prove you innocent if you die of starvation." The tattooed man commented.
Right away the Brunette turned his head to take a glance at the man with tear stains under his eyes, he closed the watch, and hid it from the red haired man. Vongola Decimo rubbed his eye, erasing any traces of tears. "I'm not that hungry," mumbled the Brunette, he lowered his head and covered his chocolate eyes with his light brown hair then turned to face the sun again.
The red haired man looked at the slim, back of the prisoner. Tsuna's hair length was down to his lower back, G could swear that he looked like a girl-except he had well toned muscles on his back. The slim waist if the male was covered in light small scars.
G narrowed his eyes, 'What has he gone through?' then he saw the watch the Brunette was clutching on to it with all his might. Unable to hate the person who resembles his golden yellow haired boss, the man thought of a plan.
"Put your shirt on... We will go outside for a bit." ordered the red, almost pink, haired man. Thinking that the smaller male would refuse or try to escape, but the Vongola Decimo, smiled slightly and sighed.
"If I stay sitting down all day, my eyes would get swollen and I would get out of shape." The Japanese young adult put his dress shirt on and left his tie, and jacket on his bed. G analyzed the brunette's movements.
'He's leaving some posessions here, he either is trying to trick me or really going to come back. Maybe he really has no where to go and get shelter.' G was staring at the 10th generation boss still observing him.
"Umm G where are we going to go?" the brunette tilted his head to his side and questioned.
G turned to his left and started to walk, lifting his right hand he motioned Tsuna to come and follow.
o.o.o.o.o
The two arrived in a field of white flowers. White flowers. Some about to bloom others reaching for the sky and the sun, unable to get enough of the warm, shine. The Brunette who was staring at a flower, with a hole in it, gave no emotion, just standing there. The green leaves, and grass, mixed perfectly with the white, large petals of the flower. The curving petal, yellow pollen stems, the strong looking leaves.
G stood under a large oak tree leaning on the rough dark brown dark, observing and analyzing the Vongola Decimo. "They picked the same flower to look at... him and Giotto.' Giving an intense stare he heard the words...
"Perfection is not beautiful, because there is no way to make it better. Deformity, is beautiful, chaos in families bring each member together. Each of these flowers are not perfect... that's why they are so beautiful." The brunette on his knees breathed out, barely moving his mouth when talking, smiling softly.
G stood straight, and uncrossed his arms, his eyebrows still frowning, while his eyes where was wide as they could be. It was what Giotto said when they were both children, G opened his mouth to say something, but the Brunette lied down on the grass, and put is hands in the air. All the flowers had a tint f sun, orange, and red; Those colors reminded his of the fights, arguments, laughs, his familia had.
"G, when I am proven innocent, can your Familia help me get to mine." 'I didn't give up just yet...' Tsuna opened the fingers of his hands and looked at the shadows and lighting the setting sun made on his pale skin.
G just stood there, unable to say what he wanted to say, 'yes.' He just stood there, then Tsuna on his back placed his hand down and mouthed 'Thank You'
o.o.o.o.o
Getting ready for the night, Tsuna opened his pocket watch and whispered, "Watashi wa e raremasen" I won't give up (GOOGLE TRANSLATE I LOVE YOU) and planted a kiss on the lid.
"So you where Japanese." The man in the traditional Japanese clothing stood right in front of the bars. He gave a 'Yamamoto' smile, and soften his expression.
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