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What if...? Chapter 5
We Are His Guardians
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Gokudera walked through the red and brown hallways of the of the Vongola mansion, with each confident step he took, the darkness seemed to become lighter and lighter ever so slowly. The hallway became bright with hope, Yamamoto still in his kendo keikogi (uniform for training) joined his fellow guardian. Eyes still pink and moist, Gokudera stole a glance at the 10th generation rain Guardian then he smiled and got a cigarette out. Ryouhei, Lambo came joining the two males. Gokudera and Yamamoto smiled, the light was becoming brighter. Mukuro, Chrome, Hibari, and Enma followed after them. Hope was still present. Tsuna would be brought back.
Ryouhei's POV
Sasagawa Ryouhei,
Nii-chan, you are the sun who shines everyone's way.
You are the one who brings energy, hoy. Please be to the EXTREME.
Let's have a boxing match one day... Please note that I wrote ONE day.
Sawada Tsunayoshi
The 10th generation sun guardian was sitting in his boxing ring, holding his silver pocket watch with the crest of the Vongola familia carved into it. Chuckling as he read the letter over and over again. The laughing soon turned into a cry, the boxer put his hand over his tear filled eyes. His yellow dress shirt was become wet with the salty tears produced by the boxer.
The grey color hair man stood up and placed his arms on the rope of the ring, and shifted his weight on them, leaning. 'Sawada, I cannot believe you are gone... You...' Ryouhei looked up at the dim lit ceiling, and continued his thought. "I don't think for anyone Sawada... You should be happy." The man with a scar on his left eyebrow, took a step out of the ring and headed for the door. 'The Vongola Decimo wouldn't like his nakama to be crying like this.' Reaching for the golden shiny doorknob, the boxer said, "We will bring you back, you gave me a reason to fight. The right reason to fight."
Lambo's POV
With tears in his yellow-green eyes, the 10th Vongola lightning Guardian read his letter from his boss. "Yare, Yare w-why are my eyes so moist?" the wavy haired teenager rubbed his eyes, trying to erase any traces of the tears flowing down his cheeks.
Lambo,
Lambo you are and will always be my little brother. You are important to me.
Let's hang out some time- I'll buy you some takoyaki... Like when we were younger.
Sawada Tsunayoshi
P.S. You don't have to hold it in. Come to me I will comfort you.
Reading the last line Lambo's tears came out more and more. Unable to sit still when his role model is not here with him being honored, crybaby Lambo jumpped off of his lime green bed and grabbed his black jacket. Heading out the dark brown door, the Lightning Guardian pit his jacket on, over his cow print dress shirt.
Seeing the three guardians he ran to them and followed the older males.
Hope
Darkness became less and less, lights getting brighter
One candle lighting the way...
Now 100 lighting the way for Tsuna's guardians. With every step each guardian seems to light another candle with hope.
Having hope, they are not going to give up.
Mukuro's POV
The illusionist took a deep breath and sighed heavily. The male was in a black almost leather jacket, and a pure white dress shirt. Mukuro was sitting on a wooden chair his eyes off in a daze, hands just hanging there. 'I guess I will never be able to posses his body,' he thought with his signature chuckle.
On the Pineapple head's lap was the letter that took the illusionist into a deep state of thought.
Mukuro Rokudo
Mukuro-San, I win...
I still have my body. How about we fight again, although I'm scared of you, right now you might be able to take my body right?
But no matter what I trust you... Since you are the mist that appears and disappears when ever they wish.
Sawada Tsunayoshi
"KufufufuI guess I'll join the little march" When Mukuro heard his fellow guardians, white thick fog soon covered his entire body, then when the fog cleared the mist guardian disappeared.
The five guardians marched with confidence and hope, nothing was going discourage them. Nothis was going to stop them.
Chrome's POV
The lady with thin, trembling shoulders cried and cried. Her dark purple and blue hair covered her face and flowed down to her shoulder blades. The woman was covering her pink eyes and the tear trails on her face.
Nagi was on her knees hugging herself, wearing the black eyepatch and a sleeveless dress that flowed to her mid thigh. After a minute, she calmed down, her hands dropped to her sides and held herself up refusing to fall down. Her right hand held on to the letter that was in the watch. The ink was smudged with her salty tears. The pocket watch as in her left.
Nagi, our Chrome,
Never leave our family, you are an important member... You are important to us...
We need you
Sawada Tsunayoshi
Reading her letter, Nagi gained courage, hope, and acceptance. No one knew about how depressed and worried she was, the eye patch girl didn't know what to do since Mukuro was out. But because of Tsuna, because of the 10th Vongola Decimo, Chrome felt at home. Tsuna was the only one who accepted her into a family, other than the Kokuyo gang. The vongola Boss made her feel... Important... Useful...
She pushed herself up with her slim arms and folded the paper and placed it inside the pocket watch, where she found it earlier. Taking a white, soft tissue from a tissue box on the table in her room, Chrome cleaned off her tears and walked out of her room. Joining the hope that just keeps getting stronger, after every step.
Hibari's POV
'This herbivore...' Hibari narrowed his eyes. 'How was he able to know who I am? How I felt.' The ex-perfect in his dark grey kimono stood from his black, leather chair and placed his hands on the desk in front of him. On the dark brown desk had a unfolded letter in the middle of it, and a silver pocket watch with a chain attached to the top lying on the corner of the letter.
'He was a great rival. A great herbivore, a great boss, the sky... My friend...' Hibari slammed his fists on the table, nearly beaming the tough wood. How could he let the only person he cared about die right infront of him. Eyes full of anger the Japanese Skylark took the watch and put it inside his jacket and took it off of his chair, putting it on. The raven haired male walked out of the dark, gloomy, room of Hibari Kyoya.
Hibari Kyoya
Remember when you said you will bite the sky one day? How about we have a match? I will not go easy. If fighting makes you feel important and strong, go ahead. You act as if you childhood was filled his beatings from parents, in this familia we will protect you, we will protect each other.
Sawada Tsunayoshi
One by one, the guardians assembled, now the light was shining in their hearts like none other. There was no hope a day earlier, but a spark of hope grew into something called chance. The guardians will not rest until they meet the sky again. The Rain, Storm, Sun, Lightning, Cloud, Mist cannot exist if there is no sky, the sky is nothing with out them.
Enma's POV
The man with red, soft spiky hair, had his signature gloomy face... But it was more darker than the usual. The 10th generation Shimon boss stood from the guest room chair and placed his left hand of the letter placed on the table. The Shimon Decimo had his black suit and red dress shirt-which matched his hair and eye color. Enma a 5'6 1/2" still had bandages on his face, covering the wounds he gained from being attacked by a teacup chiwawa.
The Shimon Decimo searched through his memories and remembered the fight they had with Daemon Spade. 'I was the one who betrayed Tsuna' the king of the Shimons sighed, 'Tsuna-kun was the one who forgave me and saved me from my own mistake.' Enma bit his lower lips and continued with this thoughts killing him from the inside out. 'Tsuna called me his comrade... But I couldn't save him! The only friend I had outside of my own familia!' The red eyed male, used his flaming red color hair to cover the shame in his face. To cover the long awaited tears. The warm drops soon turned cold while sliding down Enma's pale, pale cheek. "T-Tsuna"
Kozato Enma,
You are the one who understands me. Thank you my friend.
Let's forget about the Mafia world someday and have some fun, ne?
Sawada Tsunayoshi
Enma's light footsteps joined the other pairs, the sky and the earth is a deadly combination, with the others walking together. Nothing could truly stop them. The light was now at it's brightest and nothing is able to cover it, put it out, because the light was the proof of the hope that was in Tsuna's nakama.
Walking to the confrence room-
The storm guardian- was smoking and had a hand in his pant pocket. Looking straight into the halls.
The Rain Guardian- was holding his Katana and gave an amused grin. 'we are going to help Tsuna'
The Sun Guardian-had both of his wrapped hand in his pockets, having a stern expression planted on his face.
The Lightning Guardian- one eye closed, the other open, shoulders and head held up high and proud. He was goin to make sure his boss, his older brother proud of him.
The Mist Guardians- Mukuro, Chrome ready to fight for the brunette who took them in and accepted them for who they are.
The Cloud Guardian- Hibari hands in his pocket, irritated by the fact that the Herbivore left without HIS permission.
Shimon Decimo-hunched his sholder but kept his head up. Nothing is going to put him down.
Reborn's POV
"Dame-Tsuna, you still have a lot to learn, when we bring you back, I'm going to give you hell week. I don't care if you're dead or alive." The infant in the Mafia suit smirked.
Reborn, my home tutor,
How do you like the out come of your efforts?
Fight me and see who far I truly gotten. Fight me once more.
You will always be my evil home tutor... Thank you
Sawada Tsunayoshi
P.S. I always liked your cosplaying.
Reborn lowered his black fedora, and grinned 'They are finally here'' The sun arcobaleno was already sitting on one of the chairs of the confrence table, waiting for some type of hope to come. The infant was expecting something large, he was right he always is right. He looked up as Tsuna's men (and woman) came through the door dramatically.
Normal POV
"Time will not erase Tsuna! We will not let him disappear!" The silver haired Bomber started off. All the people who walked together were on their seats, waiting for the next comment the storm might come up with. "Our mournings will not bring Judaime back. We have to bring him back ourselves!"
The young adults, a teenager, and an infant, around the table had strong expressions and agreed to every word The Vongola Decimo's right hand man said. They app had their time of grieving and suffering, but all has stopped.
"No matter where he is; we will get him!" "Even if he is head!" the silver haired Italian leaned forward. "we will bring him back..."
Slamming his hands on the table the 10the generation Storm Guardian nearly shouted "...because WE ARE HIS GUARDIANS! Sky and earth!"
Okay I tried not to be ooc... but TELL ME IF IT WAS TOO WEIRD~!
And like i was going to say something but i forgot...
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I wont do that again~~ OR WILL I?
SPOILER! DONT LIKE DONT READ (BUT UR MISSING OUT)
Something happens to the first generation Vongola familia What is it? who will save them? Who is strong enough to save them? (ME~~! Not really)
Tsuna will try his hardest to keep his secret, but it gets harder and harder, more questions... -_-
Will Tsuna be able to go back home? EVER?
SPOLER END~~
Okay that was kinda for ch6 and also the rest of the chapters
(I got up to ch 8 in my notebook~~ Thanks to u awesome ppl~) (didn't i already say that? ... well IDK~~)
soon The author comments will be longer than the story T.T SORRY!