Warning: This chapter contains one S and one Sc.
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"Let go," Tsunayoshi hissed. "Stop!"
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"Tsuna disappeared?" Reborn mumbled in a monotone.
"Sì, I have no idea what just happened… I may be imagining things, but somehow I get the idea Decimo was absorbed into the ring."
Folding his arms, Giotto leaned on the walls of the bedroom. No matter how ridiculous it sounded, his intuition told him it was the truth. If only he knew what exactly triggered the ring to trap Decimo inside. Someone who is clearly alive should not be able to get inside the ring, and what's more… the brunet wasn't on the verge of death, let alone being a will. Unlike the other ex-bosses, he was still a citizen of this world.
"Arcobaleno?"
Smirking, Reborn tucked himself on his little bed. "Don't worry, Primo. Tsuna will return."
"How can you be so sure?"
"He must be able to get out of the ring. He's my student after all."
"…"
The door opened.
"Tsuna-nii! Lambo wants to play, but I have to help Mamma with—Tsuna-nii?" Fuuta walked in, somewhat oblivious with the indescribable atmosphere. "That's weird. I thought Tsuna-nii's upstairs?"
"…Arcobaleno, who is this little boy?" Giotto chuckled, although looking slightly worried.
After not getting any answer even after a couple of minutes, said blond turned to look at the infant. He nearly pouted (again) when he found Reborn sleeping quite peacefully. Would it be wise to wake Reborn up when Giotto himself had slept in the middle of a conversation before? Ruffling his own soft golden hair, the Italian decided to have a conversation with said 'little boy'. Though, he'd prefer to search for G. instead.
"Would you mind to tell me your name?" Primo smiled, observing the boy in front of him carefully.
"I-It's Fuuta!" Fuuta answered nervously. Scratch that, his eyes were sparkling. "Is this an illusion? You're Vongola Primo, right?"
The mentioned Primo was about to reply when—
SLAM.
The poor door was slammed to the wall again for the xx time this week.
"Fuuta, play with Lambo-san!" There, an annoying yell from Lambo as he jumped right onto the bed, scattering candies and toys all over.
'Kids these days,' Primo thought. 'It's a good thing Decimo is not someone similar to the likes of this little cow.'
Then again, Grandpa Primo—Decimo is already sixteen.
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Tsunayoshi opened his eyes slowly, regaining his consciousness from the awkward fall; at least that's what he felt it was after everything went black. Trying to sit up, he winced slightly at the sharp pain on his left leg. Provided that this was inside the ring, it shouldn't be possible for the ring itself to cause harm to the bearer (or so Tsunayoshi thought). Said teen stood up with difficulties, placing one hand on one of the pillars at the middle of the room.
…Pillars?
Decimo observed the space around him carefully. The room was filled with nothing but pillars, cold stone tiles and a big throne at the end of it. The red carpet spread carefully into a perfectly straight line aligned with the pillars gave a creepy feel to the whole surroundings.
'J-Just what is this place?'
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On the other side of the green hills of Namimori, a certain redhead was slowly approaching the district where Tsunayoshi lived. His face clearly showed that he was too annoyed to describe at the moment. Half-dashing through the streets of the town, G. scowled as he stomped down through the shopping area. …Everyone had to admit that he was definitely scaring the old ladies and the children there. Some parents were seen trying to get their children to stop staring at the man.
"Mama, that uncle has weird doodles on his face," exclaimed a girl with pigtails. "He's scary!"
"Don't look!" The mother desperately pushed her child gently.
G. frowned. '…Well, thank you very much. This ain't a doodle for shit, girl. Kids don't understand tattoos, I see.'
Too bad he can't possibly say that out loud—
"Dad, look! Can I dye my hair pink too?"
…That's it.
Snap! G. just went to chase the other kid.
"Screw you. Don't you run away, you little twerp!"
G.'s going take quite a long time to get to Sawada's residence—and to think he was one of those caretakers in an orphanage Primo owned. No, it's not a joke. As a side note, although G. said 'screw you', it didn't mean he's a pedophile. He's NOT. Or was he?
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'How exactly did I get myself into this—'
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'What… was that?' Tsunayoshi shivered as more fragments of Vongola Primo's memories forced their way into him. "N-No—let go! Stop!"
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(ノ ・∀・)ノ ==== ┻━━┻！
I'm terribly sorry that I had to rush this chapter! It turned out to be really short. …I feel so guilty. (#starting to think that she's seriously writing randomly, very random) I had issues with school and… my health. School is being a drag too. I'm in my ninth year, so the teachers are giving waaay too many assignments and, um, try-outs. Do forgive me. I can't thank all of you enough for alerting and reviewing—and all the favorites too. #BOWS
Beta'd 09-02-2011, 17:14. I forgot to give this chapter to Kuro for beta-ing. #SHOT
The next chapter will be longer, promise! I'm really, really sorry!
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Puriimoe Il mio amore! #SHOT This turned out to be super short though. (´；ω；｀)
Breathless02 Yup, some time. I can't really promise when—but we'll see. I'm too addicted to the Giotto drawn by the Japanese artists, so Giotto turned out to be somewhat childish and pouty like that in my story, hehe. 8D
SilbermondieThank you very much! He's in denial, he's in denial. #SHOT XD
BlackBloodHood A-At my fail attempt at humor? (´д｀) Thanks, really.
ezcap1st Primo be your red riding hood. #KICKED If you say so, then! This chapter doesn't really answer the cliffhanger, but oh wells? :D
WaiiKitsune You're not the only one, Milady. Ψ(｀∀´)Ψ T-Thank you very much! Tried to keep Tsuna as polite as possible, but all of us snap sometimes, no? (Like G. does! XD)
The Neo Productions D'aww. You'll find out eventually! :3
Chromex3 That's Primo-jii for you. Hehe. Thank you!
KiraLacus Forever W-What—I didn't mean it that way though. Giotto pouting is found a lot in illustrations at Pixiv, somehow. #OOT
Sharaemon You'll have to wait. Sawada Sixsome will be served soon. #SHOT He loves chocolate. 8D Cough, I don't know if that threesome is possible… I'll see. DTR, SHANIA? #CRIES
You -Xernes Tricks are win. #KICKED 27G is still rare, unfortunately. Oh, no, I can't write lemons. I write oranges. #SHOTSHOT You'll see! (´・ω・｀) (COUGHFOREPLAY?)
Reverie Feirina Thank you!
I-Kill-U-For-Yaoi Hope you'll like the (SHORT) update then? #HIDES
iLoli Thank you very much! I'm not that much of a writer yet, but I'll try to write the best I can.
Kabe ni Kijutsu Oh. Froggie—#SHOT Everyone loves Mamma, no?
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S-See you in chapter 4, then? Reviews are always motivating!