Fallout Arc: 8 Years Ago
Nana sat numbly in her too quiet house and mourned. It had been three weeks since Tsuna's disappearance. The entire police force was working overtime on this case. Namimori was a small town; its few crimes were never major. Nothing of this magnitude at least. But no leads could be found. A purple cloud had whisked her only child away and it was only because her camera had gone off when it had fallen that the police actually believed her story instead of calling her crazy.
Three weeks was already far too long.
Nana buried her head into her hands, body trembling as she held back the tears. She had cried too many tears already. Nana had to be strong. There was no time to fall apart. Her son was still missing.
"Nana darling~ I'm home!"
She looked up to see her husband sweeping into the house. A fresh wave of bitterness rose in Nana's chest. So Iemitsu was finally, finally home.
Nana tried to smile, frail and tight and not at all sincere as Iemitsu all but bounced into the living room.
Iemitsu looked around, beaming brightly. "Where's my Tuna-fishy?" he asked.
Nana snapped.
She flung the pillow she had been sitting next to at her often-absentee husband, hurling it at him. "You bastard!" she screamed.
"Nana?!" Iemitsu said startled.
Nana didn't stop, picking up the books from the tables, tossing them all Iemitsu and feeling a glimmer of satisfaction as they hit him on the head with enough force to draw blood. Once the books were gone, she moved onto the couch cushions and finally the table itself.
"Nana, what's wrong?" Iemitsu shouted, ducking as the small wooden coffee table came sailing at him. It crashed into the wall, puncturing a hole.
How could he ask that?! Nana's heart ached and sobbed in grief. Tsuna was gone, missing and Iemitsu didn't even know. Did he not realize it? Did he not hear the panicked and frantic messages Nana left for him? HOW COULD HE NOT KNOW?!
"Get out!" Nana shrieked at him. "GET OUT! OUT! OUT! OUT!" She threw that lamp at him.
Iemitsu jumped out of the way of the lamp and darted out of the house, slamming the door behind him.
Nana sagged, letting her arms fall. With a small 'thud', she sank to the floor and buried her head in her hands. She sobbed, tears rolling down her face and slipping through her fingers as her body trembled with grief. "Tsuna, Tsuna," she cried.
She just wanted her son back.
-pats Nana- -let's the plunny run where it wants to go-
So welcome to the Fallout Arc. We got a couple of these 'flashback' arcs to go through before we hit Present Day.