'Ello fellows! Cielo here. Here's the new chapter! For those interested: I got distracted trying to make an AMV but being a n00b, I gave up. Anyway, hope you enjoy this, even though I feel it's way dramatic.

Tsuna sighed, pressing his fingers firmly against the mug. He stared distractedly at his drink, lips pulled into a thin line. He ran a hand through his hair brusquely, groaning as a million questions roared in his ears, but none were tangible enough to latch onto.

But still, the dilemma was clear.

Should he ask M.M about her memory or not?

She was acting weirdly, had she overheard parts of the conversation between him and his father?

Did she remember?

If he did ask her, and it turned out that she did, it would put her on high alert.

But if he didn't, there was a possibility that her memory would jog.

"Tsu-kun?" He looked up. His mom was at the door, eyes big and worried. He forced a grin, to which she returned a frown.

"What's wrong?" she asked, as she approached and pulled a chair across him.

He shook his head, pushing himself from the table.

"It's nothing. I'm going to bed."

Nana watched him as he left.

"Wait, Tsu-kun." He froze, turning to look back at her quizzically. Her eyes were dark as she gave a weird smile. "A little tip."

Tsuna took in a breath as he steeled himself. He raised his hand to the door, before rapping his knuckles against the oak wood. His chest hammered against his ribcage as the rhythmic thumps of M.M's feet showed his languid approach to the door.

"What's up?"

The door had swung open, and M.M watched him with a curious gleam in her eye. He gave a nervous smile as he rubbed the back of his head. His voice sounded strangely disconnected as he answered her.

"Can we talk?"

M.M tilted her head just a fraction, her eyebrows furrowing in worry.

She stepped sideways, allowing Tsuna to enter. The two of them sat at her bed.

"What happened?"

Her shoulder were pulled flushed against her. Unconsciously she had turned herself to the door, almost similar to his own body language.

She was edgy, but why?

Because she thought he had found out about her revenge plot?

Or maybe because of his own jumpiness?

No...he could tell that wasn't it... But what else could it be?

He clenched his fist tight and placed them firmly on his lap.

"We...It's about your father."

Her eyes widened.

M.M prayed frantically as Tsuna entered her room.

There was clearly something wrong but what?

It couldn't be.

She stiffened as her mind went wild.

Could he have found out about her planning to use him for Mukuro?

"W...What happened?" She forced a stable tone as she turned towards Tsuna.

Tsuna almost seemed to flinch at her words. He looked at her straight in the eyes, and she could tell this was reluctant.

Was he going to throw her out?

Wait.

Her father?

What did he mean?

She felt cold, as if an icy grip wrapped itself around her chest, and she couldn't breathe.

"Do you remember anything about him? Like, his job or maybe why you didn't stay with him?"

M.M's mind spun. Confusion morphed into anger.

Who did he think she was? Of course she remembered what her father worked as!

He was...he was...

Tsuna continued, eyes watching her carefully.

"He was a mafia boss, the top of the Mélodie. They were allies of the Vongola."

His voice cracked, but his eyes stayed set on her. Her breath was getting short.

"Around nine years ago... Vongola sent a group to your Family, which was situated in France. They thought your Family had betrayed the Vongola. T-They killed everyone. Everyone except you."

Her eyes were wide. She hadn't noticed her hands were shaking. She hadn't noticed her whole body was shaking.

A soft voice.

"They brought you in. You lost your memory."

A lullaby.

"Then you disappeared."

Sweet, gentle, loving.

She gasped, hands flying upwards to clutch at the deafening throbbing in her temple. She crumpled, and vaguely she could hear Tsuna's shouting as he caught her. Everything was so muffled. She couldn't hear.

A strong hand running through her hair. A tender kiss pressed to her forehead. Her father draws back.

"Sweet dreams, Manette."

Darkness claimed her and she was thrown into unconsciousness.

"Nobody likes secrets, Tsu-kun."

Those that don't understand, last line links to the first paragraph.

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