Hey you guys! I've missed writing this story, so I decided to post it! I would really enjoy it if you reviewed though, it's good that I have lots of reviewers…but it makes me sad…No one is really reviewing…

Anyways, I have been reading and is obsessed about Katekyo Hitman Reborn. If I didn't know any better, I would have called Tsuna and Sena twins.

Warning: Yaoi (hints) swearing, gore, Hiruma/Agon, stripers, powers/special abilities, ect.

Disclaimer: Don't own. Sorry.

(Someone's POV, you'll figure out whose)

The white wings…Where were they? I struggled to figure it out, but I didn't care. Prince will make out of it. I'm positive.

Too bad I was wrong.

As the knights (Not me) took him up as I escorted the man who claimed to be a prince. At least, in my mind. In real life, he really is a prince and Prince is just a beggar on the sideline. But I was drawn to him. To his spiky brown hair, his big brown eyes, his small body structure that I wanted to protect, I was pulled to him, but I knew better right now. When Prince gave me the signal all hell will break loose.

But that didn't happen…

He was on a cliff, looking off into the ocean, I couldn't see his face, I didn't' want to. And I couldn't meet his eyes. It didn't make sense the burning thing that was in my chest came back, it hurt a lot, even more than the last time. Al least last time it felt like this Prince was with me, soothing me with comforting words, lightly singing to me, and it worked. He's my reason for excision, and nobody could take that spot. No matter what. And look at me now! I couldn't do it… I can't do it. I couldn't keep that one promise.

The promise to protect him.

Prince turned to face me, I looked away and he said my name softly, I looked up, locked eyes, and I could have sworn that Prince was smiling. I blinked, no way.

He was

On the brink of death, he had a smile on his face with melancholy eyes. I couldn't stand it, I couldn't bear with it. It hurt. It was as if the pain had multiplied and took over my thoughts and everything. I don't get it, but it hurt. A lot. But I couldn't look away, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't look away.I couldn't breath properly, but I refused to cry, no matter what, I refused to cry.

"Shin, would you take the honor and kill him?" have I heard right, or did the new prince just ask me to kill Prince? Something took over me, and I stepped forward. This is exactly like how we met. Should I or should I not kill him? My eyes never left Prince's. I drew out my sword and stepped in front of him.

"Remember my last orders." He whispered, I strained to remember them, how did I forget them? And he stepped back, pushing himself off the cliff. "I'll be waiting for you, Shin Seijuro-san, at the top!" he yelled in a whispering voice, he smiled and then closed his directly into the water, he laughed quietly.

I wonder if he really died that day.

"Okay, that makes some sense." Mizumatchi, who was only in boxers, his clothes mysteriously disappeared for the third time that day, noted.

"…"Shin kept quiet, deep in thought of Prince.

"…Well, he said that he is waiting for you, right?" Mizumatchi stated, "Doesn't that mean that he's alive? Because he knew what was going on and pushed himself off the cliff." Shin stared at him. "Hey…You know the Prince guy really, really, well, right?" Shin nodded, "Then let's go to his room. If you talk to him and meet him in person, and he's like what you remember, then he must be Prince, right?" Mizumatchi asked, being proud that he thought of something.

"Yes, but what room is he in?" Shin asked. Mizumatchi grinned.

"The fire guy has the same room as one of my friends." The two of them ran towards the room, Shin following Mizumatchi.

Mizumatchi knocked on the door and it was opened to a male with a big smile and a headband that said, "Panther" on it. He swiftly looked around the room and met eyes with a small boy. The boy gasped and Mizumatchi fell to his knees. He coughed and groaned.

He didn't believe what he saw. He saw his memories, and the memories made him feel really bad. He groaned and he couldn't breath. The small boy had so much power, it made Mizumatchi feel weaker. Even under the protective, sealing power, he was still strong. He gulped and tried to block his powers, it was too late. It was burned into his mind. The blood, the fear, the power, everything.

"Mizumatchi!" a tall male ran to his fallen friend, trying to help him. He had a dark blue hair and a dark aqua eyes, he put his hand on Mizumatchi's back. And then, he heard a dull "THUD!" behind him. He whipped his head around just to see Sena breathing hard and whispering something on the floor.

"SENA!" Juumonji and Panther looked stunned and went to help in the aid of the small boy.

'That boy... His power... Under two sealers... It's over whelming... Far greater than... Could it be...' Shin looked at Sena i disbelief and silently gasped.