A/N: Hohohoho, finally the omake! I was thinking of making a sequel but let's just see how this goes. So here it is, please enjoy! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own KHR
Summary: When things seemed worst, when there seemed to be no hope and blank, having a playful and dark illusionist didn't seem so bad; at least that's what the brunette thought. 69xFem27! Final plus OMAKE (Daemon, Chrome, and Fran as their child)
Warning: genderbend (fem27)
Special thanks:To ALL (you know who you are) that has reviewed, alerted, or favorited, I'm SO grateful XDDDDDDD
Omake: A Vivid World
"A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person."
- Mignon McLaughlin
Tsunahime was more than tired. No, her body has finally refused to move! With all the stabbing pain feeling she doesn't want to do anything but sleep. Her eyelids grew heavy as the image of her husband crossed her mind.
A vein popped on her temple and the pen snapped into two from her fingers' deadly grips. That man…
Mukuro has once again vanished during the endless paperwork on her office. Apparently, Tsuna, being the great person she is, has decided to help her husband in the mafia world. Strange coincidence though, because her father has intended to make her the boss of the Vongola Family—a family that Iemitsu has work on for.
Mukuro and Tsuna finally decided to kick the ball and get married when Tsuna's nearly twenty. And so, they've been husband and wife for almost five years. They also have two little de- *cough* angels already and all. But their family about to grow again with the additional child in Tsuna's stomach.
Yes, Sawada Tsunahime was going to have another baby in the next two months. And that beautiful husband of hers has run off to Russia or something, saying that he has a job. Her eyes then showed that longing feeling, why does he always leave without explaining to her?
Tsuna sighed as she caressed her growing belly. She reminded herself to be calm, 'It's not good for the baby.'
A smile, though, colored her face when she felt a kick from the little one. Just two more months, she noted mentally, and we'll celebrate it. Tsuna slouched, trying to make herself comfortable in the big seat. Okay, her six other guardians also on missions, so it's probably okay to rest a little…
And with that, she closed her eyes and sighed in content.
A knock on the door quickly awake her to life. She's startled, yes, but she still felt sleepy. She rubbed her eyes and called in approval to open the door. Sleepiness gone, however, when she saw her two little angels poked their heads from the door. Their face bright with happiness.
"Mom!" They exclaimed before running toward her. Tsuna greeted them with open hands as she got off from her seat and on to her knees.
"What are you doing here, Daemon, Chrome?" Tsuna said, kissing both on their cheeks. "Aren't you going with uncle Bel and Mammon today?"
The older of the two, Daemon, smirked, "We came home early."
Tsuna raised her eyebrow curiously. Her oldest son, Daemon Spade, was a carbon copy of Mukuro. They have the same eyes and look and also the same style in many ways—not excluding their hair. The two father and son, however, would bicker from time to time, disagreeing in many trivial things.
Tsuna didn't know that Mukuro was mostly irritated whenever she cooed over Daemon for too much. It's something normal, Mukuro acknowledged, but the look and smirk sent by his oldest son wasn't something pleasant. Suddenly and strangely, a bizarre rivalry built between the two. But still, Mukuro love his family nonetheless and so does Daemon respect his father.
"We want to help you doing your work mom," the timid and soft voice from the daughter said. Chrome Dokuro, personally named by Mukuro himself, was one mix of Tsuna and Mukuro. She inherited Mukuro's indigo hair but her personality was taken from Tsuna's. Contrast to her brother, she's selfless and tiny, not to mention shy and quiet. "You look tired."
Tsuna smiled, "It's alright love. I'll finish it in a bit," Tsuna assured them though her voice betrayed her.
"Nufufu, dad has escaped again has he?" Daemon said, reminding Tsuna of the oh-so-familiar snicker of the father. "For goodness sake, what kind of man he is."
Tsuna sweat-dropped at the usage of words. She felt déjà vu of her childhood times with Mukuro; how similar they are! "Now, now, your father is doing some job right now. It's just that the job didn't involve paperwork like mine."
"… That sounds unfair," Chrome innocently commented. Tell me about it, Tsuna rolled her eyeball mentally.
"Anyway it's nothing you two should be worried about," said the Decimo. "How about you two get some rest? I'll make some cookies for you later."
"Mom, look," pointed Daemon out of the blue. Tsuna turned her head, although she didn't know why Daemon asked her to. She saw nothing out of ordinary by the window; just the normal blue sky. Until a small image captured her eyes. It was… colorful and beautiful even though it's small.
Tsuna finally got it. "Aah, that's a rainbow isn't it?"
"Mom, there's more," Chrome added and pointed the same place too. Tsuna once again followed where the small hands pointed to. Now she saw not only the rainbow, but a pack of beautiful swans. She marveled in awe until a thought came over her. Wait. Did swans fly at this season?
"It's wonderful," said Tsuna, ignoring the question in her mind before she turned on her children. "Thank goodness you two came over—otherwise I wouldn't see this kind of sight."
A satisfied and proud smirk pursed on Daemon's lips while Chrome blushed and smiled genuinely, looking down on her hands. Daemon then said, "Nufufu, mom, you shouldn't look away from the window right now."
"Eh?" Tsuna complied and her eyes widened; now a thick pack of butterflies colored in blue, white, violet, and soft pink crossed the vast sky. It was the first time Tsuna saw something like that. She tried to focus her concentration when she noticed the trail those butterflies left. 'Is that… sparkles?'
But her eyes caught something else too. The clouds were slowly moving and changing to form the shapes of… small pineapples and hearts? It's an unbelievable sight to see; felt like she's seeing a big paper of blue covered with heart and pineapple-shaped white, puffy stickers. And was it even possible for clouds to shape like pineapples?
Her eyes traveled down and down… Without warning, a big indigo-colored rose slowly grew by the window frame outside the room. This time, Tsuna's jaws dropped. Okay, never mind the pixy-like sparkles by the butterflies or the fact that all the clouds turned into impossible shapes, but a giant growing rose by the window was just something too out of ordinary.
Before long, she heard a soft bickering of children's voice, "Daemon-nii, I thought we agreed to color the rose red."
"Nufufu, speak for yourself Chrome," was the reply from the brother. "I thought I've told you it's impossible for clouds to shape like pineapples."
Tsuna stifled a laugh with all her might, sensing the direction this was going to. Feels like a déjà vu…
"But Daemon-nii…" argued Chrome. "We're doing this so mom doesn't miss dad right?"
"And what's the connection with that and dad?"
"… Dad's hair shaped like pineapple," the innocent answer was just too much for Tsuna to handle. She let out a loud laugh—finally, a good laugh after all these tiring days. Daemon and Chrome looked up at their mother with confusion and caution. Looks like the two didn't realize their volume just now was audible for anyone within 2 meter radius.
Finally Tsuna composed herself, putting her arms around the two little children, "Thank you so much you two. I don't know what I'll do without you."
"W-what are you talking about mom? This is not our doing," Chrome tried to protest weakly.
"Nufufu, that's right," Daemon added. Too bad their mother knew better than that. Tsuna laughed a little at their try in innocent play before planting a kiss on their cheeks.
"Alright, so today there were things even more unbelievable than aliens happening right in front of my office," said Tsuna, going along with them. "And I thought we already have the Seven Wonders of the World in record."
"… Are you happy mom?" Chrome asked with sparkling eyes. Tsuna pulled them into an embrace once again.
"Yes," Tsuna replied, closing her eyes. "'Happy' didn't even cover half of it."
"Then how about one more wonder?" a familiar voice said. The deepness in the voice already announced the newcomer. Tsuna opened her eyes slowly in anticipation and hope. Her brown eyes went wide seeing the smirk she has seen for years.
"M-Mukuro…" Tsuna's embrace loosened a bit. The two children looked between their father and mother as Tsuna slowly stood up. The two adults didn't utter a single word, only Tsuna walked toward the man.
Now, Mukuro wouldn't be surprised if she hugged him after a long a while, but again his hypothesis proved wrong when a sharp hit came in contact with his stomach. For goodness sake, it felt like one of Ryohei's—her sun guardian who was a boxer—punch. He groaned in pain before he saw the hurt on her eyes.
"Why did you always leave without saying anything Mukuro?" she demanded as tears flowed from her eyes. "You didn't even send me a letter or anything for nearly a week! What were you thinking? I've been so worried!"
"…" Mukuro parted his lips.
"That's why I said dad was insensitive," Mukuro's eyes caught the voice of his son. He looked behind Tsuna and saw Daemon crossed his arms with a frown on his chubby face while Chrome was in the verge of tears. Okay, so he was wrong.
An apologetic expression crossed his feature as he wrapped his arms around the brunette who was still in hiccups, "I'm sorry Tsunahime. It won't happen again."
"You said that last time," Tsuna said, still not hugging back. Mukuro scoffed, remembering it himself. He bent his head beside hers.
"Anyway I've returned safely," said Mukuro. "I promised I won't leave you didn't I?"
"…" Mukuro almost breathed out a sigh of relief when finally Tsuna's hands slowly went around him. She whispered, "Just this last time."
"…" a smile formed on Mukuro's face before he rested his head on Tsuna's soft brown hair. She opened her eyes, seeing his white clothes and suddenly memories returned. How could she ever hate him? Ever since they were kids…
Tsuna closed her eyes once again and sighed in happiness. Warm…
KRIIING!
The brown eyes finally showed after hiding behind a deep sleep for a while. Her hands swiftly reached out to the alarm clock by her head, shutting it down. She rubbed her eyes; her head still on the table. She glanced upward and was surprised to see the papers near her head and also the normal office of hers.
Her back hurt from too long slouching and she realized that she was still in her seat. She looked up to the door and her shoulder dropped—there's no one else in the room.
Tsuna mildly pouted, 'Is that a dream?' But Tsuna has to wonder why it felt so natural — so… realistic. Even the bickering wasn't something she would've ever expected. Has she expecting a surprise from her children lately? Or an apology from her husband? Did she want it that badly until it occurred on her dream?
Tsuna sighed and about to stand up when the voice in her dreams came to life, "Kufufufu, waking up already?"
"..!" her head slowly turned to meet the speaker. He, the one in question, was sitting leisurely by the coach; in his arms were two sleeping children. Tsuna's eyes widened.
"M-Mukuro…!" she gasped out. "…Why…?
"You didn't let me explain it in your dream did you?" Mukuro said as he adjusted his arms, slowly and carefully putting the children off from him and unto the couch. He stood up and walked to the still gaping brunette. "Luckily I visited you on your dream; otherwise it'll hurt for real."
"Eh?" Tsuna almost blushed as she remembered punching Mukuro with all her might. "S-so… that's true?"
"Kufufufu, I think it'll come in handy so I taught them how to create the illusionary world," his eyes glanced to the couch. "But looks like they still could only do that when they're also asleep."
"…" Tsuna's eyes widened before it softened. Her children did that… she smiled genuinely, a warm feeling spread on her chest. "Is that so…"
"…" Mukuro felt more relax seeing her posture. Looks like she has overcome it. Then the brown orbs looked up at him; the smile lit her entire face.
"Welcome home, Mukuro," she said softly. Mukuro's eyes went wide for a second before the familiar smirk returned. He took a step forward and bent his head toward hers. She closed her eyes as she felt the kiss from him. It didn't take too long before he drew back.
"I'm home," Mukuro half-whispered. The longing in both of their hearts finally filled and replaced with the genuine happiness as their lips met again. Finally.
Five years later…
"I agree with Chrome-nee," a boy, nearly five years old said in a monotone voice, freezing the entire occupant in the room to a halt.
"… N-nufufu, why did you say that Fran?" Daemon, now already almost ten, said in a coated annoyance. "Have you been listening to the story?"
"Yes," answered Fran simply. "I've been listening on you and Chrome-nee creating the illusions but end up making stupid illusions instead."
"…" Chrome blushed, somewhat agreeing to what her brother said. Daemon, with pride as big as he has, couldn't take what Fran said.
"We created illusions as perfect as our dad," argued Daemon. "If only there were no pineapple-shaped clouds at that time, mom would've never realized it was an illusion."
"I'm sorry…" Chrome whispered.
"But it's true that dad's hair looks like a pineapple," Fran make his point finally making said 'dad' twitched. Tsuna and Chrome could only stifle a laugh. "It's your heart-shaped clouds that were strange."
"What did you said?" Daemon about to retort back but his father interrupted him.
"Kufufu, it's not good for a child like you to speak ill of your father," Mukuro said, trying to be a 'good dad' who give advices to his child. Fran only looked at his father in a flat way before his eyes went back to Daemon. They suddenly felt uneasy.
"Speaking of which," Fran said suddenly. "You certainly inherited much of our dad's looks Daemon-nii."
This drew curiosity from the others, especially from the parents and Daemon. Tsuna felt something itched; her hyper intuition was expecting something good.
"Your hair looks like a pineapple yourself, Daemon-nii," Fran ended, sending the room into a fit of laughter. Tsuna laughed until tears formed on the corners of her eyes. The others, aka Chrome, also did while Daemon and Mukuro was frozen in place.
These years have been the most hectic life in Tsuna's life but she never regretted it. She has never regretted even once that she has met the illusionist in her coma— in that world of white and nothingness.
This family where she belonged to was the place she could call "home"—and she'll never let it go.
A/N: Wow, so long for an omake haha. But anyway, thank you for ALL the support you've given to this fic. I REALLY (seriously!) happy to see the responds you give especially reviews on the last chap! THANK YOU! I hope you enjoyed this last chap! Mind to leave a word or two?
P.s. there's a poll in my profile. If you don't mind, check it out X3 And this is the result of the poll on my previous chap; "Which one do you think better fit to be Tsuna and Mukuro's child?":
1. Chrome: 8 votes
2. Daemon: 7 votes
3. Fran: 4 votes
4. Mammon: 0 votes (not surprised though haha)
Questions frequently asked by readers (or I will if I'm one)
Q: So… this is the end? Fin?
A: depends. I was thinking of making a few more one-shots of this family… but that depends on the respond XD
Q: What is the Seven Wonders of the World?
A: Okay, Tsunahime did mention this and what she meant was the wonder and awe. While in the real world, it's: the Colossus of Rhodes, the Great Pyramid of Giza, the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, the Lighthouse of Alexandria, the Mausoleum at Halicarnassus, the Statue of Zeus at Olympia, the Temple of Artemis at Ephesus. The "new" one: Chichen Itza, Christ the Redeemer, Great Wall of China, Machu Picchu, Petra, Taj Mahal, and Colosseum.
Q: So… Fran is…
A: yup, Tsuna and Mukuro's third child.
Q: Age?
A: Tsuna should be 25 (at the end: 30), Mukuro is 26 (at the end: 31), Daemon is 5 (at the end: 10), Chrome is 3 (at the end: 8). Fran's 5 in the end.
Q: so it's not AU after all?
A: Yup. If you ask when Tsuna will meet the guardians, well, it's just like cannon. But in this story, Mukuro always go along with Tsuna. Want to know about the details? Request for the prequel! (LOL I sounded like an agent doing a commercial)
Q: So…
A: Tsuna's sleeping and Daemon and Chrome slipped into her dream just like Mukuro did in the previous chapters. Mukuro also join at the near-end