LunarFallenStar: Hey guys! I plan to update this story every Tuesday along with it's partner fic 'Fullmetal Bodyguard', however, I will not be able to update anything next week as I will be at a camp in Michigan with my Youth Group for the week (7-9 hour bus ride and we get to leave at 3 o'clock in the morning...) It's a longer chapter just for you, but it's not as long as it looks though, because I have a little extra thingy at the end. It's not a funny omake or anything like that, but just thought I let you know. Anyway, thanks for all the kind reviews and the such! Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Crimsonlocket: Rejoice! for Mr. Kawahira is in this chapter, albeit briefly because as I will explain in the ending author's note while I was typing, my Microsoft Word quit for some reason and everything I happened to be typing which was around the Kawahira point was deleted so its rushed. I'll probably go back later and change it, but I want to keep to my update schedule because I've been doing a horrible job so far overall... and I share your feelings, Tsuna is growing up... and the -man manga is exciting with the whole 14th noah!Allen going on... I hope you like this chapter.
UniCryin: Thanks for the review and I'm glad you liked Ed in that chapter! I've gotten positive feedback from my friends who read it (They just tell me in person...) and I plan to use Rage mode Ed more, but not excessively. He will briefly go into rage mode in this chapter mainly because of Zakuro appearing at the shop and stuff.
Elaniza: Thanks for the review and I'm glad you liked Rage Mode Ed :)
Lightning of Sentinels: Thanks for the review! And I'm pleasantly surprised with all the comments on Ed in this chapter. I had a guilty pleasure righting him all ragey and stuff. Glad you liked the warning and yes, everything involving Ed probably needs a warning label on it.
HebaAce: Thanks for the review and I'm super glad you liked the chapter! And LOL. I'm like Ed when I loose sleep too. Mainly because I'm not a morning person and unfortunately for me, I end up staying up to late either drawing or writing because I lose track of time. My mom always ends up walking in to see why I'm still asleep and I get grumpy because I didn't get enough sleep and my 'rage mode' activates. And I'm glad you liked me using your title suggestion.
SunshineAndMoonlight: Thanks for the review and I'm glad you liked 'rage mode' Ed! To answer your question I will definitely be continuing into the Shimon arc. I'm actually already planning some of it out.
~Previously
"There's no time to lose, let's go!" Bianchi said in upmost urgency.
"R-right!" Tsuna replied before turning to leave, gesturing for everyone to do the same, "RUN!"
Everyone took off, the flames of the burning HQ at their backs.
The group ran through town, heading to where the realtor's home was located.
"This way!" Haru called back to her friends, "Kawahira realtor is just around the corner."
Hearing the name of the realtor, Tsuna's mind was racing, 'Kawahira? I think I've heard that name before...'
"We've made it!" Haru said, reaching the building.
Haru walked forward and grasped the door handle, but when it wouldn't open, she gasped, "Hahi?"
Banging on the door in panic, Haru called through the thin material of the door, "Please open up! Grandmother (A/N: Not here real grandma)! It's Haru!"
After banging on the door for a while, it suddenly slid open, sending the unsuspecting Haru crashing to the ground.
"Haru-chan!" Kyoko called, kneeling beside her friend, "Are you alright!"
"Sorry to break it to ya'," An unknown voice said, "But the grandmother you're looking for kicked the bucket three years ago."
"EH?" Tsuna gasped in shock.
"Oh but," The voice said, slurping his ramen, "She was all smiles when she kicked the bucket, so there's no need for sympathy."
"Th-That's!" Tsuna said, panicking, "Our last savior has died?"
"Whatever shall we do!" Haru said, mirroring Tsuna's panic.
"What are you standing around for, you lot?" The man said, "Hurry up and get inside. You're being chased, are you not?"
"How do you know about that?" Tsuna questioned.
"Wait a sec..." Gokudera said in suspicion, eyeing the white-haired man with glasses wearily.
"Maybe our pounding upon his door gave him a clue," Ed chimed in.
"There now," The man said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of the real six funeral wreaths for you."
"WHAT?" Tsuna yelled in shock.
"I'd like to retract my previous statement," Ed chimed in once more.
"Now hurry up..." The man said, "I'll explain everything later."
"This guy is very suspicious," Gokudera said.
The man slowly lifted his leg before kicking both Gokudera and Tsuna inside the building, "There now, for the moment... just believe in your old man, Uncle Kawahira. Forgive me for that, both my hands are preoccupied."
Tsuna and Gokudera stared at each other, both pondering where they had heard the name Kawahira before. Their eyes widened and they snapped their heads to I-Pin when they realized her future self delivered ramen to him all the time.
"Hurry up and get inside," Kawahira said, still eating his ramen, "Hide behind the furniture."
While everyone shuffled inside, Yuni turned to face him, "I thank you for your kindness."
"Don't mention it," Kawahira smiled, "Get inside quickly."
Once the group was inside, they quickly went to different hiding places. Edward plopped down beside Tsuna and Yamamoto and sighed.
Silence settled over the room as everyone grew quiet, not daring to make a sound. Their hearts raced as the adrenaline surged through their veins.
After a few agonizing minutes passed by, the door slammed open. Everyone stiffened as adrenaline flooded their veins with full force.
"Tch, How troublesome," A gruff voice said, "I'll just have to burn down one house after the next until I smoke them out.
Edward retreated into his mind as he pondered why the voice sounded familiar, 'Why does that horribly annoying, slurring voice sound so familiar... why does it make me so subconsciously angry? Wait a minute... It's that flame-brained bastard Zakuro who woke me up from my fucking nap!'
Ed's eyes snapped open in anger when he realized who the voice belonged to. He only saw red as he prepared to stand up and yell, rage-only mode switched on. He would've succeeded if it wasn't for Yamamoto and Tsuna latching onto the blonde and their hands covering his mouth.
Ed decided not to struggle too badly at least. After what felt like an eternity, the door slammed open once more and footsteps (most likely Zakuro's) hurried outside. They all visibly relaxed when they heard Zakuro's yelling voice fading off in the distance.
"The real six funeral wreaths are gone," Kawahira said, returning to the room, "I think you'll be safe for a while at least."
Ed crawled out from his hiding place and sat down on the couch, ignoring everyone, brooding on his rage.
Kyoko and Haru looked at the teacher incredulously when he muttered curses and the like under his breath.
"Is... is he okay?" Kyoko asked slowly.
"He's just in rage mode..." Reborn said, "It appears to be more of a passive rage though. He might snap if we get on his nerves so just ignore him for now."
"Don't say things like that so nonchalantly," Tsuna yelled quietly at his tutor.
Ed stared at the wall and crossed his arms, thoughts running through his mind like wild fire, 'That bastard... they didn't let me kick his ass the first time, but when he comes waltzing back in here, right into my clutches... I DON'T GET TO RIP HIS FUCKING HEAD OFF!' Ed thought angrily, gnashing his teeth together, 'I will get my revenge... mark my words...'
Edward watched in mild amusement when Reborn pointed a gun at the back of Kawahira's head. When the white haired male finally left, Edward went back to his thoughts, all entertainment gone.
As Ed plotted his revenge, Yamamoto suited up to return to the base.
"You're really going back to the base, Yamamoto," Tsuna asked, "No matter what we say?"
Yamamoto nodded, "Yep, sorry, but you're not going to stop me. This is Squalo we're talking about. He's probably fine, but I just want to check."
Tsuna sighed softly, "I guess you're right... I'm sorry... we can't go with you, but..."
"Don't worry, he has us," Bianchi said.
"I'll lead him straight to the base's secret entrance," Giannini said, grinning widely.
"Me too," Spanner lazily added, usual sucker in his mouth.
"Eh?" Tsuna shrieked in surprise.
Everyone said their goodbyes... well, except for Edward who was still coming up with his evil plans.
Tsuna turned to his favorite teacher on the couch, "Edward, they're leaving now, aren't you going to say anything?"
"Not now, I'm working on my evil plans," Ed replied nonchalantly, "I need to figure out the most painful way to open up a can of Kick-Ass all over that Bastard Zakuro..."
"Don't say scary stuff like that so calmly!" Tsuna yelled.
Tsuna's eyes widened in realization. He whipped around quickly to face the group that was leaving, "You're going back to HQ right?"
The group nodded, expecting some serious message or something like that when Ed's eyes narrowed dangerously, "If you see any funeral wreaths out there..."
The tension was building, everyone staring at the blonde alchemist, waiting for his next words.
"Stay away from them because I get to pound their faces in! I'm working on a plan of great magnitude. Speaking of which, I need you to get these items for me while you are out there."
Cue falling anime style.
Edward handed a piece of paper to Yamamoto who read it over quickly before staring at Ed incredulously, "Um... Ed-sensei, you do realize you have a llama, a skateboard, a jar of peanut butter, a radio, and a paper shredder on this list?"
"Fine! Forget the list!" Ed said, ripping the paper in half, "Just stay away from those dead-beats because I want first shot at them!"
"Edward-sensei," Tsuna said softly, "You do realize Hibari-san has already defeated Daisy... right?"
"...What...?" Edward asked after a long pause.
Reborn turned to the group, "You might want to leave when he's distracted."
The group nodded and slid the door open slightly, peeking through to view the streets.
"It's all clear," Yamamoto said, "I don't sense any hostility."
"Let's go," Bianchi said, before turning back around, "Take care of Yuni."
They were about to take off when Lambo came rushing out, "The great Lambo wants to play with you!"
"Idiot cow," Gokudera said, picking him up, "Don't go outside."
The group that was heading for the base turned to the door and opened it once more, running out stealthily into the street. They went into the back alleys and disappeared into the shadows.
When the door slid closed, Tsuna shivered slightly, 'Just now... did I? No, I must just be imagining things...'
Ed snapped out of his anger-only mode when he felt the faint presence of mist-flames drifting into the room. His eyes narrowed dangerously and just to be safe, he moved closer to Yuni, just in case a surprise attack was under way.
LunarFallenStar: And done! I was very mad halfway through because I had been typing away and was at a part I was really into and Microsoft failed and quit on me. All the stuff I had been typing DISAPPEARED! I tried everything to get back the part I had been typing... but I couldn't. So the retyped version is a lot worse than what I originally had typed... A bit of advice... save regularly...
Okay, so this idea popped into my mind randomly and I really don't have a way to put it into the story and I just decided to put it as an extra at the end of this chapter, so basically it is the 'funeral' of Tsuna ten years later even though he isn't dead because he was put into a deep sleep so that the plan to take down the Millefiore can take place. This popped into my head because my friend, Jennifer, sent me a link to a sad KHR video where it shows everyone crying over Tsuna's coffin and after getting over my sadness, I'm like, "I have an idea!" So this is what I came up with. It's just an extra and has basically nothing to do with the story except that Ed is there too, so hope you like it.
Extra: (Warning: It's a little long for an 'exra')
The wind blew softly, caressing everyone present. The sun shown brightly in the sky, greatly clashing with the downtrodden mood of the small group in the small forest clearing.
Delicate, white flower petals drifted through the air, carried by the gentle wind. The clearing was dotted with people, donned in black attire and mourning faces.
The breeze flitted through the trees and their branches, creating a melancholic tune. Everyone's eyes were fixed upon the relatively large casket lying open upon the ground before them.
Beautiful, white flowers filled the coffin almost completely, leaving only enough space for a body. Specifically, the body of Sawada Tsunayoshi, Vongola Decimo. His spiky, yet soft chestnut hair rustled softly in the breeze, framing his face perfectly. He was clothed in the traditional mantle, much similar to Vongola Primo's in appearance. His arms were crossed over his stomach. His large, chestnut eyes that were once filled with so much emotion and love, were closed forever.
Lying there, he looked so peaceful, but those around him were far from it. While a few weren't crying, everyone's eyes were filled with a variety of emotions: sadness, remorse, guilt, shock... the list goes on.
A young girl with long, chestnut locks stared at the unmoving body of Tsuna, her eyes wide in shock and mouth agape. When the shock settled in, she closed her eyes as multiple tears fell. Kyoko's hands covered her eyes as soft wails of sadness escaped her usually smiling lips.
Standing beside her with their arms wrapped around Kyoko, was a girl with short, dark hair, much similar to Tsuna's mom's in likeness. Her shock was held in to a greater degree, but present all the same. Her eyes were cloudy as she stared at the body of her childhood crush. Closing her eyes as well, shimmering tears descended from her eyes, plopping to the ground below her. Gentle sobs began to rack Haru's petite frame.
A young woman with an eyepatch and long hair stood beside them, her lip quivering slightly. Letting out a shaky breath, her eyes closed slightly, remaining only a little open to gaze at her boss. Tears began to brim Chrome's eyes as she looked on, muttering softly, "Boss..."
Farther away from the coffin, a man with short, raven hair stood with his hands shoved into his pockets. His head faced the ground, but was watching the scene from the corner of his eyes. No tears or emotion showed on his face, but the sadness was evident as the strict prefect's, Hibari Kyoya's, shoulders hunched ever so slightly as opposed to his usual proud demeanor. A small frown graced his thin lips and his eyes closed in remorse.
A little ways beside him, with his back to the scene, stood a man with a pineapple-hair style and a long ponytail. The man's demeanor was the same as Hibari's, stature not as proud as it once was. Mukuro craned his head over his shoulder to stare at the coffin, closing his eyes slightly as his mouth curled into a small frown.
Standing closer to the coffin was a youth with curly black hair and horns, a strange marking under one of his eyes. He bravely fought back tears as he saw his big brother figure lying in the dismal black casket. A memory flashed through his mind of when he was a child. Tsuna stood above him, smiling brightly, placing a piece of grape candy in his outstretched palm. Lambo closed his eyes, a tear finally escaping and falling out of his eyes, "Tsuna-nii..."
A man stood by the coffin, a bandaid covering the bridge of his nose and a long scar marring his temple. He stared at the casket in shock, eyes wide. The loud boxer was, for once, utterly silent. To offer comfort to the crying Lambo, he placed his hand on the youth's shoulder. Ryohei looked to the ground and shut his eyes, eyebrows furrowing as he began to frown.
Another figure of a man stood by the coffin as well, his dark brown eyes filled with remorse. A small scar was located along his chin. He looked at the motionless body of Tsuna, one of his best friends, and his eyes filled with sorrow and regret. A memory raced through his mind about how Tsuna had saved him when he had broken his arm and thought he had nothing to live for. The brunette had dived for him when he had jumped off the roof, Tsuna risking his own life. Yamamoto closed his eyes as the corners of his lips twisted down slightly.
Beside the coffin was a man with silver hair and emerald eyes that once held so much fire, but now only held guilt and sadness. As the melancholic emerald eyes gazed at his precious boss' lifeless form, he couldn't help the new wave of sadness that washed over him. Gokudera closed his eyes as tears began to brim in the pools of emerald, lips curving into a frown to bite back the tears that threatened to spill over at any second.
The last figure by the coffin was a man, looking about eighteen, with long golden hair in a ponytail and golden eyes. No tears were evident upon his features, but the sadness was present. The once bright golden eyes were dull with sadness. He stared at Tsuna, one of his favorite students and the one who was like a little brother to him. Edward's golden eyes slowly closed as he bit his lip, fighting back the sadness that threatened to overwhelm him.
One by one, the figures left as it grew later and later in the day. Gokudera, being one of the last to leave, turned around to see the lone figure standing by the coffin.
Edward stood by the coffin, staring at the peaceful face of Tsuna. He gritted his teeth, and let out a shaky breath, "Another friend whom I couldn't save... I'm sorry... Tsuna..."
Gokudera stared at the blonde whose gaze averted to the sky. The bomber's eyes watched as multiple tears fell from the closed eyes of Edward Elric.
Gokudera turned around and left the forest clearing, leaving Ed behind.
Rain slowly began to fall from the sky, but Ed remained unmoving, cursing softly, "Dammit..."