Disclaimer Notice! I do not own the francise – Katekyo Hitman Reborn. What I do own though, was this crazy plot twist of the canon story that my twisted mind formulated plus the additional character I inserted to give color to this story.

Author's Note! SURPRISE! I'M NOT DEAD YET! JUST KIDDING! Okay, here is my thank you gift for all the readers and followers who had been patiently (*dodges a knife*)waiting for the next chapter. I've miraculously passed the entrance exam! (Well, miracles do happen right?) So, here's the promise chapter! Thanks for the good luck, Bernie6394-san! XD

I'm trying to finish this fic before adding another chapter. I deeply apologize. But, I won't abandon this fic and neither is The Choice. I'm just kinda stuck on how to plot that ultimate battle.

THE SKY WITHOUT ITS ELEMENTS

A Katekyo Hitman Reborn Fan Fiction

Chapter Seven

The Enemy's First Strike

"Stop this! I don't think he's another one"

"I highly doubt that he wouldn't be"

"Oh! It's nothing Jyuudaime…You have to go home, ne? Mama must be worried, ne?"

"What was that for?!" Takeshi yelled at Hayato. He couldn't believed what he just saw. How could Gokudera do that to Tsuna? He was his best friend, damn it! Why shove him out? Why not tell him the situation? Darn! It concerns him too! Yamamoto walked back ad forth trying to vent out his anger. He couldn't believe it! How harsh they treated their boss. He couldn't believe that his friends are turning against Tsuna - the one who saved him when he had stupidly believed in a superticion about some stupid god and stupidly believe that he should end his stupid life. Tsunayoshi Sawada, their Sky.

"Oh~ Someone's being incredibly loyal today…" Mukuro cooed, but Yamamoto ignored him. He kept on walking back and forth.

Gokudera stopped him by the shoulder. "Yamamoto stop-" But, he simply shoved Hayato's hand off. "What do you want?!" he asked rudely. Hayato was surprisingly calm in this situation, and that pisses him even more. Hayato sighed and withrew his hand. "I know…this kind of thing is really hard but you have to understand…Yamamoto"

Takeshi saw red.

Without second thoughts he threw a punch at Gokudera who took the hit square in the face. He fell down limped on the ground. Yamamoto tried to calm his breathing before walking in a front and back pattern again. He had to calm his nerves or else he might accidentally slice his friend. Gokudera stir and slowly sat up, hand clenched on his bruised face. "I'm sorry…" he softly whispered. Yamamoto's eyes widened. Never had he thought that he would long enough to hear the bomber apologizing to someone except Tsuna, since he's the only person (except for Reborn, that man had earned everyone's respect through threats) he had respected.

He had became too much…let's just say…out-of-character?

After a few seconds, Gokudera stood up and stare at Yamamoto straight in the eyes. He somehow felt uncomfortable with the situation and decided to stare at his right hand instead. He sighed before explaining whatever that thing that came over him.

"I…I don't know what happen…but somehow…I felt like…"

"I couldn't trust him anymore" Hibari bet him to it. All eyes turned towards the skylark's position. "That herbivore. Something…something tells me that he's not the one we knew…" he spoke in a low voice, but everyone had heard him well. "Kufufu~ I never knew you could harbor such feelings…" Mukuro mused. Hibari glared at him in return. "I could harbor hate well enough" he spoke, his weapon ready. "Oh...I've always wanted to try this new trick at you…" Mukuro readied himself into a fighting stance as well.

"Explain yourself then!" Yamamoto pushed Gokudera's shoulder, he doesn't know what happen but somehow he couldn't control himself anymore. Hayato's anger got the better of him too. He pushed Yamamoto's shoulder with doubled force. "You know what we saw! He must've been another illusion! I can't risk it! And I knew that withholding information against the boss is down-right treason but I can't risk him knowing it. What if he was another illusion? Huh? What good will it bring?"

"What?! You're afraid of trusting him?!" Yamamoto snapped back. "Is it logical to trust an illusion?!" Gokudera answered back. "Illusion?! Have you not seen how his ring lit the flame?! Have you been blind?! That flame! It's the very same flame!" Yamamoto snapped back.

Chrome nervously looked around. 'Oh no! They're fighting amongst themselves!' she thought. 'I needed to do something!' She clenched the trident she's holding tighter. And with firm determination, she made her image vanish and reappear at the middle of the tension. "S-stop…" she spoke, her voice still trembling from self-doubt. 'Could I really had the power to stop this? I'm not like boss…' she repeatedly thought.

All eyes instantly shifted into her direction. Embarrassment got the best of her and she fell on her knees. Her heart was pounding so fast as her cheeks turned red. No one dared to speak, it was as if every single one of them was trap inside their own head.

"Um…I just wanted to-" Chrome managed to speak as she helped herself to stand, her trident greatly helping her. "I just…wanted to say that…we shouldn't…you know…exclude boss. I'm wide Yamamoto-san. We should include him in it too…" she felt proud with herself. She had managed to voice out her opinion. Her right eye glared at the direction of the storm guardian in a mocking gesture, as if daring him to defy her. Gokudera's eyes widened as he received her threatening glare. 'Must have been perks of living with the Mukuro' he thought.

Mukuro laughed silently. He can't help but be proud of her little Chrome-chan.

"Talking behind my back, are we?"

All eyes turned to the one who spoke. Their eyes widened when they recognized the person who just spoke. Sitting casually at the top of the railing, his hand on his sides supporting his balanced, his feet dangling, was their boss – Tsunayoshi Sawada, Vongola Decimo.

His smile grew wider as he took pleasure in seeing the disbelief written clearly on their eyes. "And you proudly call yourselves...guardians?" His gaze then focuses on a certain black-haired baseball MVP, mocking him. Yamamoto glared back, all his anger vented towards the one who posed as his boss. "Who the heck are you?!"

The brunette flashed a hurt look. "Oh? Perhaps you'll remember through this..." he grabbed the ring that dangled on his neck, showing it for the world to see. In a blink of an eye, the ring burst in bright orange flame, an exact replica of the flame of the sky. The smile on the brunette grew wider. 'They looked like fish!' He thought in glee as he saw their mouth slightly agape.

"Liking it? What color do you want to see next? Red, blue, purple, green, or perhaps yellow?" He asked teasingly as the flame changes its color - matching the names he listed earlier.

Gokudera had barely managed to control his anger. He immediately launched at the man, bombs readied for immediate disposal. "How could you-!"

The brunette smiled wickedly. He snapped his finger, and within an instant, he vanished. Gokudera's eyes scanned the grounds, searching for a possible place on where the enemy might be hiding. "Ta. Ta" his blood ran cold as he heard the voice whispered in his ears. He tried attack the person behind him. His eyes widened when his fist hit the face of their sun guardian instead. Ryohei's body fell to the ground, limped. Gokudera had hit him square in the jaw.

The brunette then appeared standing in front of the door, the place where once their sky stood when they confronted him. Gokudera's eyes clouded with anger as he attacked him. He threw his grenades at him, not minding the civilians residing at the lower grounds.

Meanwhile…

Tsuna, Yasu and Junko were on their way going back to their room when all of a sudden they heard a loud explosion. The ground shook and the windows shattered. Tsuna's eyes widened as he registered the huge amount of smoke clouding the roof top of the opposite building. His eyes widened as memories flowed his mind. Panic dwelled inside as he realized the fact that his guardians might be hurt. Disregarding his bleeding wound that he received while protecting his two new friends, he rushed towards the direction where it would take him to the roof top. He heard voices calling his name, but he doesn't care a damn thing. His guardians need him! And damn, he had vowed to himself that he would be there to protect them. He should be there!

His mind was still clouded with guilt when he reached the roof top. He was panting hard. "Where-" He was greeted with an empty floor. No sign of fight whatsoever. He then started to doubt if he had really went to the right direction. With mild confusion and curiosity he started scanning the grounds.

All of a sudden, he felt a presence behind him. He turned around, his ring immediately placed in between his finger for precaution. He turned and was greeted by a stranger. A normal black haired student with dazzling purple eyes. He was as tall as Mukuro, his mist guardian, and probably a senior too. His face flushed with embarrassment. He bowed to the senior, and rubbed the back of his head. 'What am I thinking? Preparing to attack a civilian? What had gotten into my head? Its probably the panic attack..I should take my leave now'

The purple eyed student warmly smile at him. Tsuna smiled back. He had a tingly feeling inside that tells him something was wrong. Maybe if he had listened to that voice, he wouldn't have suffered from a hit at the back of his head.

If he had not been trusting enough, he should have defense himself from an enemy. Oh, if he was careful enough.

"Fu..fu..fu...Well, this was easy"

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I saw the man holding the gun. He was inches away from me, an approximately amount of 12. That makes the time for the bullet to hit me shorten. The gun was directly pointed at my chest, and gladly not my head. A sweat formed in my forehead as I tried to comprehend my current situation. I couldn't afford to blink, for he may shot the bullet, and when I opened my eyes again, I would certainly face death. I saw his smirk.

My head seems to only focus on recognizing the enemy's appearance. Perhaps so I could at least remember who killed me, so I could haunt him when he sleeps. That, of course, after I'm dead. So does that mean that I had already accepted that I could no longer survive this tragedy? Does my death had been ensured? Maybe that's the reason I kept on starting at him.

A loud bang erupted.

I felt a sharp pain cruised my body. I looked down and saw blood trickling from my chest. Oddly, I felt like smiling. Oh? The bullet had been fired already?

NEXT CHAPTER! CHAPTER EIGHT – HOW TO DEAL WITH A MONSTER

Tsuna woken up in a strange room after a very strange dream. Why did that dream feels too real? Was it really a dream? Or perhaps a suppressed memory? Things had became more complicated after meeting that oddly looking purple-eyed stranger. Wait?! What happened to that stranger? Was he really assaulted? Which is a dream? Which is real? Find out on the next chapter. Goodbye!