Title: The Welcoming Sky
Pairings: None(their will be a poll later, and it's highly unlikely)
Summary: Tsubasa and Tsunayoshi are twin brothers that have been separated due to the mafia. Tsubasa was raised and trained to be Vongola's Decimo, while Tsunayoshi has led the life of a normal, below-average teenager. So why is Dame-Tsuna able to have a sort of control over Tsubasa's guardians.
He was thrilled. Especially when his tutor was here to bother him, or to tell him to stop eating marshmallows late into the night; but then again, when did Byakuran Gesso ever listen to anyone when it came to his marshmallows? Never. So what if his tutor could be frightening with his kind smile, or downright scary when he is frowning? Byakuran didn't care, and he would still enjoy himself to a few delicious, white, fluffy marshmallows. He didn't care if one Sawada Tsunayoshi would get mad at him for not eating a proper meal. Nope, he didn't care one single bit.
"Byakuran-san." Tsunayoshi-kun called out in the manor.
All the lights were off, and the large manor was currently void of any sign of life. The young brunet walked into the dark lounging of his albino student, and walked up the stairs. It was a daily game the two would always play whenever Tsuna came in, and the albino knew he could possibly be caught eating his white sweets. The last two times the younger boy hid in a cupboard and closet, but it was unlikely for him to hid there again.
The manor was too big for Tsuna's taste; especially when Byakuran was only a twelve year-old boy, who needed special care. There was not a single person who lived here with the sick pre-teen, and the maids and butlers were too afraid of the youth to go anywhere near him; much less live with him. The academic tutors were too intimidated by his intellect, and so they were seen as unnecessary by the youth.
A sigh escaped Tsuna as he took a left, and walked down the lengthy hallway. Who would let a mere child live in a house all by himself?
It wasn't until Tsuna was down the third hallway, and the second room that he found the young boy. Byakuran had just popped the last marshmallow into his mouth when his tutor opened the door, and the preteen then quickly swallowed the evidence of his actions, except for the empty bag that laid innocently to the side.
Another sigh. Tsuna rubbed his forehead, and shook his head in fond annoyance before walking towards the preteen. The Byakuran of this world was still somewhat innocent, and definitely younger than all the others.
"Come on, I'll make dinner."
The brunet held out his hand, and Byakuran let out a light chuckle before grabbing ahold of said hand. Together the two walked back down the stairs, and into the kitchen. The silence they shared was comfortable for a few minutes, before the younger of the two decided that it was fun to scratch at the granite table with a butter knife. Of course there was no marks, but the screeching sound was still awful.
"Tsunayoshi-kun, what are we eating?~"
"Curry."
"What type of curry?~"
"What type do you want?"
"Something sweet.~"
"I'll do chicken then."
"Tsunayoshi-kun, you ignored me.~"
"Byakuran, put the bag away."
The white-haired boy stopped his movements as he glanced at his tutor's back. Tsunayoshi hadn't turned around or shifted to a different angle; he was still focusing on the pot in front of him. Byakuran huffed before putting away the new bag of marshmallows in one of the cabinets, and sat back down on his stool. He was bored now, and there was nothing to do.
School was overrated, it was too late for friends to come over, and there was absolutely no way he could eat marshmallows now with his tutor here. Just because Byakuran Gesso didn't care about Tsunayoshi's disapproval, didn't mean he wanted to see the look of disappointment. His tutor was too complex sometimes. He felt too many emotions too.
There was absolutely nothing to do, and tomorrow wouldn't be any better. Tsunayoshi would be stuck at school, and Byakuran would be left all alone in the manor by himself until the brunet was released from the academic prison.
A plate of curry rice was placed in front of him, and Tsuna sat across from him.
"Itadakimasu." Both thanked before eating the food in front of them.
Byakuran ate the hot meal quietly, as he stared at the short tutor before him. There was nothing 'special' about Tsunayoshi Sawada. Maybe it was because the older brunet could tolerate the albino more so than everyone else, or maybe it's because he managed to hold Byakuran's interest for awhile now, but the albino was definitely curious about his tutor.
"You shouldn't stare at a person, Byakuran." Tsuna admonished, while flicking at the albino's forehead.
"Hey!"
Tsuna gave a gentle chuckle before resuming his meal. Leaving after the family meal had caused more trouble than the brunet had originally thought; his mother was used to her elder son's daily disappearance after dinner, but his younger brother was reluctant to let go of his older brother. A small smile made it's way onto Tsuna's face as he remembered his brother's antics to make him stay.
Tsubasa had thrown a fit for quite a long time, a lot longer than Tsuna had anticipated. He had made up various scenarios regarding Tsuna, and had lectured the older twin about how dangerous it was to go outside at night. It was almost heart-warming to see how much his little brother worried about him, until Reborn stepped in and had basically forced his younger brother away by way of threats; and a few strong hits with a hammer-Leon.
"Tsunayoshi-kun, I want you to meet a few people.~" Byakuran said, before turning back to the plate in front of him.
"Eh? Why so suddenly, Byakuran?" Tsuna asked, curiously; could it be?
A large grin stretched across the eerie child's face, as he tried to look as harmless as possible. There was no way Tsuna could trust that smile; not after last time when they both ended up stuck in a candy factory full of sweets. The younger had complained that he wanted to see a candy factory, and had continued to complain to the other for two weeks before he finally agreed. In the end they had ended up contaminating so much candy, the owner of said factory had demanded that the damage cost be paid in full. Not to mention the sugar crazed Byakuran afterwards? There was no way Tsuna was going to trust his student.
"Because I want to! Please!~" Byakuran feign a beg before turning to Tsuna with a weak smile.
A tactic that he used often whenever he wanted to get his way. A weak smile on pale, sickly complexion; how was Tsunayoshi ever going to say no to that?
"No."
Quite easily it seemed. Byakuran gave a pout at the other's refusal, before a smirk formed. Byakuran Gesso almost always get his way, and if a stubborn fifteen year old brunet didn't want to listen to him, then he will make sure the brunet doesn't have a choice.
"Byakuran, you're curry's getting cold." Tsuna commented before finishing the last bits of his own food.
With the meal gone, and dirty dishes to clean Tsuna got up from his seat.
"Nah, I'm done.~"
Kind brown eyes narrowed dangerously low, and Tsuna glanced back at the younger boy. "Finish it." He commanded softly before turning back to the sink; completely ignoring the now shivering, and frightened, boy.
"Moshi moshi?" Nana Sawada answered the phone.
"Ohayo, Kaa-san. Can I stay over at my friend's house tonight?" Tsuna asked over the phone, while trying to stop a hyperactive Byakuran from running around.
"Un, it's okay Tsuna-kun." Nana allowed; her son had stayed over at a friend's house often before.
"Arigato Kaa-san. Tell Tsubasa and Reborn-san that I said 'goodnight." Tsuna thanked.
Both family members chatted for a little bit before giving small goodbyes, and a promise to be back by tomorrow morning on Tsuna's part, they hung up.
Tsuna turned to his student, and released a tired sigh. It appears that whenever he is around Byakuran the youth managed to tire him out. Currently Byakuran was being stubborn, and refused to brush his teeth; after all, who can go to sleep with unwashed teeth? No one, which was why he refused to brush his teeth.
Sleeping was boring. All a person had to do was lay done, and wait till they started drifting off to who knows where. A dream, nightmare, or even night terrors, and Byakuran was still young enough to get night terrors.
He smiled stubbornly at his tutor, and waited for Tsunayoshi's reaction. How long would it take this time? Byakuran wondered. Usually it took awhile before Tsunayoshi relented and played with him before he forced him to brush his teeth. It appears that Tsuna's infinite patience wasn't there that night.
A small sigh was the only warning Byakuran had before he was lifted up and carried to the bathroom like a sack of potatoes. For a short and fragile youth, Tsunayoshi was surprisingly strong. He carried the flailing preteen, and forcefully placed him in front of the bathroom mirror with the toothbrush and toothpaste. Tsuna had a stern face as he pointed at the cleaning utensils for the teeth.
A pout formed, but Byakuran obediently did what he was told to do. It didn't matter, he would force the older teen to read him a bedtime story just to irritate him. Or perhaps ask questions that would normally annoy the brunet. Maybe, if Byakuran was sly enough, get a promise from Tsunayoshi to go with him to meet his friends tomorrow. With new thoughts came new plans, and ideas and soon Byakuran was did everything subconsciously; completely missing the suspicious look his tutor had given him.
Tutor? Does Tsuna even deserve to be called a tutor? Although admittedly, Tsuna was the only one that last the longest as a sort of guardian of Byakuran, but he had yet to teach the albino anything of great importance. Sure he made Byakuran, rather forcefully, to be more patient, but his patient was nothing compared to the brunets. What was Tsuna's purpose as Byakuran's tutor? The albino had yet to find an answer.
"Byakuran, who are these 'friends' of yours that you want me to meet?"
The question snapped Byakuran from his thoughts as he looked around his surroundings. When did he made it back to his room?
"Did I call them friends, Tsunayoshi-kun?~" Byakuran asked back.
"Then what are they?" Tsuna asked back, used to his student's antics.
Byakuran thought about his answer for a bit, glancing at the warm smile that was directed towards him. Sometimes he didn't know whether or not that smile was sad or happy; maybe kind or sardonic. Knowing that any answer he provides to that question without lying would be a lose for him, Byakuran decided to answer the original question.
"A few people that might be promising." Byakuran replied evasively, turning to his bed and jumping on to it like a small child.
Tsuna looked at the youth in slight curiosity before sitting down in a nearby chair. A chair that was meant for the doctor should it be needed. Next to the chair was a cabinet that was stocked with the medicine that was needed to tend to Byakuran. Knowing that he would complain loudly if he had to take all the medicine Tsuna only took out the ones that were mandatory.
"Byakuran, give me your arm." Tsuna gently asked, while pulling out a new injection shot.
The albino silently allowed his caretaker to put the injection into his bloodstream. He was sick with a disease that was still new, and what little information the doctors and scientist had for the disease was sparse, and nearly completely useless. The two shared a comfortable silence; Tsuna busy with taking care of his albino charge, and Byakuran watching with bored eyes. It was a daily occurrence, and Byakuran had long ago become bored with watching the older boy.
"Have you decided yet, Tsunayoshi-kun?" Byakuran finally asked, breaking the silence.
Focused on his task, it took Tsuna a bit to answer, before asking, "Decided what?"
"Have you decided to join my famiglia?" Byakuran supplied with a wide, mischievous, smile.
Byakuran hated to wait, and admittedly he was thankful to Tsuna for lengthening his patience, as Byakuran laid there; anticipating for his caretaker's answers. He wasn't even quite sure if Tsuna was deeply involved in the mafia or not. As far as Byakuran could see, Tsunayoshi Sawada had accidently stumbled upon his current position as a caretaker to Byakuran; there was even rumors amongst his butlers and maids, who were all rather fond of the brunet, that he didn't know that he was in direct contact with a Mafioso heir.
In the two years that Byakuran had know Tsunayoshi Sawada he thought he had basically figured out the older boy. Tsunayoshi was the perfect example of either an older brother, or a school teacher for young kids that needed to learn how to count to a hundred. The offer to be in Byakuran's famiglia had been offered before, but Tsuna had replied that he already saw Byakuran as family. Ever since the first answer, Byakuran had ask again in a total of five times.
Finally a small smile replaced Tsuna's thoughtful expression as he turned to Byakuran. "Are you going to keep asking me until I say 'yes'? All of my answers that last five time were all the same, but you still ask me the same question over and over again."
Byakuran gave a small hum, before nodding.
Another sigh, "Alright, yes I'll be a part of your famiglia." Tsuna finally replied; giving Byakuran the answer he wanted.
A larger than usual smile graced the albino's lips, and he laid in the bed obediently; waiting for Tsuna to pull out a book to tell him a bedtime story. Of course Byakuran Gesso was too old for such things, and he sometimes found it boring, but it reminded him that he wasn't completely alone all the time. Just as he expected, Tsunayoshi had in fact pulled a book, a math book, and began to weave a tale of his own to tell Byakuran.
It was one of those nights then, when Tsuna would make a story of his own and study at the same time. Those were the nights that Byakuran liked most, it showed that not only was Tsuna comfortable around the albino that he could study peacefully, but the stories that Tsuna told were amazing as well. If the brunet was as good at writing as he was as good at storytelling, he would have been a famous author.
So in slight anticipation Byakuran waited for Tsuna to begin his story. Flipping to the page that Tsuna needed to read for Ichigo-sensei's class, Tsuna opened his mouth and began the tell the tale that he had made.
AN: The story is going to be in the next chapter cause it's a lengthy one, and I still need to full-proof it. Also if you guys want some pairings for the story, then you need to put in your two cents, cause I don't have any ideas for pairings. Also as to whether or not Tsuna being involved with the Mafia or not it will be revealed later on in the story. Keep in mind that in chapter two, it was revealed that Tsuna knows Reborn, but the question is if Tsuna knows Reborn's occupation.
mmrose9 you have part of the idea, but there is more to it than just parallel memories. There's something else to it too, and the same could be said to Guest, but then you lost me at the first part. It was a good idea, but I find it difficult for Tsuna to be Reborn's son; simply because Reborn would probably knock out all the clumsiness out of Tsuna, and in this story, Tsuna isn't faking his clumsiness.
Yuki you asked whether or not Tsuna would be strong and cool, the answer to that is a yes and no. In my opinion Tsuna is still 'Dame-Tsuna', but only to a certain length. If anything, as far as you'll see for awhile, Tsuna would be average. He knows what to do, but will he do it? Academically Tsuna is okay, he doesn't do well in class participation, but can pass with an average score in a test and exam because of his dedication to learn. He will have his moments where he is cool, and possibly strong, but for the most part you'll see him more often as a dotting older brother than a cool and independent Tsuna. Sorry for the lengthy reply.
Knight Yuki once again your idea is sort of there, but not completely. There's something else at play, and it kind of gets a little more complicated.
Please review, and I'll appreciate any suggestions, ideas for pairings, and constructive criticism.