Tsuna POV

The moment my eyes settle onto the pearl, my whole vision blurs and I'm pulled out of whatever I was seeing. Wait, what just happened? I'm pretty sure Yamamoto had been sucked into some type of universe by a mysterious man and he ran into some of the other guardians, but he is still here in front of me, frozen in place. "Yamamoto?" I whisper, my hand inching closer to him.

But as it's about to graze his arm, he disappears into thin air and I'm left looking at what was on the other side of him: the residential area surrounding Namimori Middle. What just happened? I look over to Gokudera-kun as I keep my hand hovering over where Yamamoto just was. I hope to get some answers from my self-proclaimed right hand man, but he stares as blankly as me at the space left by the baseball player. So, am I not imagining this at all?

In a panic, I swipe at the air, but my hand doesn't connect with anything, only the air. But, that's not what I want. I want to feel Yamamoto here beside me, safe. But, I already know I'm not getting what I wish for. Yamamoto has gone where everybody went and it seems there isn't the many people left: Hibari-san, Gokudera-kun, and me. Only three people left in our universe and it seems as if the ones that have disappeared don't have a solution either. What if this is how we all die? I begin to bite on my fingernails. What if this is truly the end of our lives? But I can't leave my family to themselves. That would be a bit selfish, wouldn't it be?

I turn to Gokudera-kun and he's still got that dumbfounded expression on his face. But, as my eyes find his, he snaps out of it, as if he can somehow sense that what I'm going to say next is important. "Make sure your weapons are prepared for use and gather anything you think would help to get out of an unknown universe."

As I begin to walk away, Gokudera-kun asks, "Like, an Ouija board?"

"Um…sure." I'm not sure what that is, but whatever works right? So, Gokudera-kun and I part ways, but hopefully for not too long. We need to get back together to ensure that maybe, just maybe, we can fight off the next enemy together.

Third POV

Hibari walks around Namimori, tonfas out constantly as he turns each corner, his eyes darting absolutely everywhere. He must find whoever is disrupting the peace of his dear Namimori. If he doesn't, there will be severe consequences. His grip tightens on his choice of weapons as his eyes make contact with an old woman's, but then he ignores her. There is no way that she is the reason for all this chaos. It would somebody else.

As he struts down a different street, the people that were once congesting the area disappear and all is quiet. Hibari's eyes narrow. Even though he adores the idea of there being absolute silence, there is no doubt that the next person he sees will be the captor. He can finally fight for the peace he seeks for.

From an alley, the same old man that had taken Yamamoto walks out. His awkward smile graces his face lightly and this time a cane is in his hands, supporting some of his weight. "I'm too old to be dealing with a youngster like you, but I don't have any choice, do I?" His blue eyes glance up at the sky and he sighs. "Those clouds look very calm at the moment, but did you know that later they'll become fierce and create a storm? Give nature clouds and you will receive a storm. And if you gather all the pieces, you get the whole puzzle. You get the sky." The smile becomes a bit slyer as he raises both of his arms upward, no longer depending on the cane. "It's a beautiful concept, isn't it? I'll tell you this. It fascinates me to no end. I actually have a desire to meet whoever created all of this and considering some things, it might not take long."

Hibari just stands his ground as the man speaks. He tends to let the elderly have their last words. Many of them are filled with so much wisdom he could use. But these words spouting from the man's mouth? They aren't knowledge from years of living a normal life. They're from living a life in the mafia. Even Hibari who considers himself mostly uninvolved knows all of this. He can see it more like it.

"Well, I suppose we should get started. I'd like to be done with my part in this mission." The man places the end of his cane near the ground, but not touching. Then, as his eyes begins to fly around a little, he sets the cane's end to the ground and suddenly darkness surrounds Hibari and he falls just like everybody else. Wait, is this an illusion? Is what he's seeing just what the old man wants? Hibari squeezes his eyes shut and opens them. In the distant, there seems to be a slight ripple in the vision, but it's obvious the cloud guardian isn't strong enough to see through the whole thing. He's too weak.

So, the descent continues and the colors appear once more. But this time purple ripples throughout it. This has got to be the most messed up thing Hibari has seen his whole life. This is like a psychotic person's daydream and somehow he's found himself in it. What is going on? Hibari suddenly bends back and he bites his lip, preventing himself from letting out a moan of pain. He can't let these people see his weak side. That would be a disgrace to Namimori. So, as his limbs twist and turn and his skin stretches, he avoids screaming like a little baby. But, how long is this taking? At some people, anybody would have to scream in agony. As he thinks this though, Hibari reaches the end and he falls through. Pain is no longer coursing through him, but now he was on his back. This is such a disgraceful position for the head of the Disciplinary Committee.

"Yo, Hibari." The cloud guardian looks up to see Ryohei holding the baby cow boy. Beside him are Chrome, Mukuro, and Yamamoto. In Chrome's hands is a small pearl, glistening in the bright sun. Hibari's eyes widen. Is that what he thinks it is?

"Give that to me," he says, motioning for the female mist guardian to hand it over. Hesitating slightly to look at Mukuro, she hands it over. Once in his possession, Hibari lets it roll a little around in his hand and then he tightens his grip. It's been five years since he's seen this; the pearl his mother gave him after his father died. It's a surprise really because about three years ago in a fit of anger, Hibari threw it into a lake and hasn't seen it since.

"Do you recognize it, Hibari-san?" Yamamoto asks, his face filled completely with curiosity.

And all he can do is nod, an invisible amazement filling his being completely.

Thank you to the anon reader that had reviewed. I appreciated it so much that this isn't bad! :D So, sorry it took a while to update. I happen to love watching Dexter and that is certainly a distraction. Anyways, please review!
-Ashley(dolphinherovamp5)