I apologize for taking so long with this chapter. -strangles Mukuro- A certain pineapple head didn't want to be written.

Trigger: N/A
Warnings: N/A
Important Stuff:
Small OC Cheat Sheet
Spirits:
Zephyr -The wind spirit that Reborn met in the Spirit World.
Kamikawa - The origami spirit that Reborn exchanged information with.
Engetsu - Silver kitsune that Reborn met in the Spirit World. Knows Ayame.

Meishi - A green falcon that lives in the Sawada Household

Ienari's Guardians
Matsushita Hachirou - Ienari's best friend. Captain of the Judo Club. Lightning Guardian
Akemi Kaori - President of Ienari's fanclub. Black Hair, Purple Eyes.
Kakusu Hideki - Former student council president, son of politician. Red Rimmed Glasses.
Koujin Fuun - Ninja assassin. Dark purple hair, crimson eyes. Kunais as weapons.
Inmen Hisen - Mochida's cousin. Ienari's crush. Hime-cut black hair and ocean blue eyes.

Kokuyo Land

Tsuna and company approached the abandoned amusement park, Kokuyo Land. Meishi landed on a nearby tree branch, gesturing with her wing into the broken building in the distance.

"Thank you Meishi," Tsuna said.

Meishi let out another trill and took back into the air.

Tsuna, turning back to his friends, said, "This is as far as Meishi can go. At least on the physical plane, but according to her, Mukuro and his gang are within in here this area. Please be careful. Especially you, Hayato. You're already injured."

"Of course Tsuna," Takeshi said.

"I will be fine Tsuna-sama!" Hayato shouted.

Bianchi did not look impressed by Hayato's energy. Kyoya of course marched into the park without another word.

Tsuna smiled at Chrome who looked nervous. "It'll be okay Chrome. You can still go back if you don't want to come."

Chrome shook her head and steeled herself. "No. I want to do this. I want to help."

"All right," Tsuna said.

They entered the park.

Panic

"I can't find Hana!" G said, distressed.

The three spirits had arrived to find Namimori surprisingly quiet.

"According to Tsuyoshi, Takeshi flew out of the house just minutes before we arrived. Tsuyoshi isn't sure where he went," Ugetsu said.

"The Sawada household was empty," Giotto said. "Note on the fridge said Nana took the kids out. But no Meishi in sight, which is really rare because Meishi rarely leaves there."

"Hana!" G cried out, shouting into the open air.

"It's times like these, one would think Hana is his precious daughter with the way G is acting," Ugetsu said, amused.

"Well, even though most of them have parents, can you really blame us for thinking such things?" Giotto said fondly.

Ugetsu nodded. "Takeshi is growing up into a fine boy. Alaude is so proud, he's smugly rubbing it in our faces."

"HOW CAN YOU TWO BEING SITTING THERE CHATTING WHEN HANA IS IN TROUBLE!" G shouted at them both.

"Maa, maa," Ugetsu said, platituding G. "We'll check Kyoko and Ryohei's house next. Perhaps Hana went to visit them."

"She better be okay," G howled, taking off in the direction of the Sasagawa household.

Pitfall

Kokuyo Land was quiet. Almost too quiet. Hayato surveyed the surroundings, hands twitching for his bombs. This seemed to be too easy. Too easy to track their enemy. They had to know they were going to chase after them, even if a UMA was what led them here.

He took a step forward…

And the ground gave away.

"Hayato!"

Entrapment

The minute Hayato fell, Bianchi's heart stopped. She was about to race forward, before Tsuna pulled her back. She couldn't even snap at the brunet as a small explosion from a bomb from where she had just stepped went off. Tsuna saved her from immediate death, but it didn't stop the shrapnel from hitting her, slicing her leg and cheek. Bianchi ignored the pain though, Hayato needed help.

She peered down the hole, briefly noticing out of the corner of her eye that fights had begun to break out around her. The sounds of metal clashing against metal filled the air, but Bianchi trusted Tsuna enough to watch her back while she paid attention to Hayato.

Hayato didn't look good. His expression was twisted in pain. His arm was bent in an odd way, probably broken.

"Use Leon as a rope," Reborn said, appearing at her side.

Bianchi nodded, jumping down into the hole. She wrapped the rope around her brother, securing him tightly. Reborn and Tsuna hoisted Hayato up as quickly as they could, before sending Leon back down to pull Bianchi up.

"Get him to Shamal," Tsuna said. "Don't worry about this."

"Tsuna-sama," Hayato groaned.

"This is not up to debate," Tsuna said sharply. "Your life is more important than this Hayato. I mean it."

"Got it," Bianchi said. She looped Hayato's uninjured arm around her neck. "Thank you Tsuna," she said.

Tsuna merely nodded. "Look after him."

Rolling Chill

Ienari felt a chill roll down his spine. He and Hideki had left the hospital, searching for extra clues as to who could behind the attacks. Ienari refused to let the attacks go unpunished.

A heavy fog seemed to have rolled into town, dense and impenetrable and seeping into the ground. A whispering breeze fluttered, whistling and echoing faint sounds. If Ienari didn't know any better, he would have suspected that he had walked straight into a horror movie.

Hideki pushed his red rimmed glasses further up on his nose. He pulled out a black ballpoint pen from his pocket, twirling it across the bridge of his fingers.

"There are these men in black and bandages," Hideki said. "They have been lingering in the shadows of the town all week. Very suspicious."

"Then the plan is to find these guys, ambushed them and hand them over to the authorities or Hibari whoever," Ienari said. "Where can we find them?"

"They've been seen at the edge of the town's border." Hideki said.

"Let's go then."

From the shadows of the hospital room, Fon frowned.

Battlefield

Chaos.

Any battlefield worth mentioning was one that devolved into chaos. It wasn't even the fun kind of chaos, one Reborn of all people would have enjoyed, but one fraught with life and death, the swinging pendulum of insanity, gritty and dirty. A battlefield that took all your sense to simply survive and come out intact.

The three of members of Mukuro's gang, Lancia, Ken and Chikusa had sprung out of nowhere, the minute Hayato had fallen down the hole. The entire battlefield was laced with traps and pitfalls. After making sure Bianchi and Hayato made it away safely, Tsuna turned his attention to the battlefield.

Another explosion had gone off from another land mine that had Takeshi propelling away, coated in his Rain Flames to protect himself. Chasing after him was Ken, fangs bared and claws out. Chrome charged forward, Mist Flames hiding her from sight as she created copies of everyone to confuse their enemies.

To Tsuna's left, a storm of whirlwinds kicked up, followed by the purple Cloud Flames. Kyoya was grinning as he attacked Lancia. Reborn was… somewhere. No gunshots filled the air, so that meant the hitman wasn't actively fighting like he had been during Yousei's attack. If Tsuna had to guess, Reborn was using this time to observe them.

That wasn't completely surprising to Tsuna. He knew that Reborn was still actively trying to convince Vongola to make Tsuna a Decimo Candidate, something Tsuna did not want. There was no doubt in Tsuna's mind that the hitman was probably recording this fight to send directly to Nono as proof that Tsuna could handle the world of mafia and could handle taking down a wanted criminal.

Tsuna flipped backwards, dodging the spinning red yoyos. His golden swords flashed into existence, parrying the falling needles.

A burst of wind swept the battlefield, triggered off the rest of the hidden explosions. Tsuna grinned to himself. "Always a quick thinker, Takeshi," he mumbled to himself. The smell of blood filled the air. "And that is probably Kyoya-sempai," Tsuna said.

Now the real question was, where was Mukuro? He had to be close by, somewhere. Those were Mist Flames that had hid the three ambushers. He stretched his senses, trying to sense where Mukuro was.

'There,' he thought. 'About a 100 feet away, to the left.'

Tsuna charged forward, slipping in Chikusa's defense and punching him straight into Ken. "I got Mukuro," Tsuna called out to Takeshi.

"Got it," Takeshi said. "Be careful Tsuna."

"I will," Tsuna said. He took off, orange flames trailing behind him as he headed towards Mukuro's direction.

It was time to end this.

Ghostly Visitors

A different kind of chaos was happening at the Sasagawa Household. Shamal had just finished tending to Hana when Bianchi and Hayato had showed up.

"You stupid student of mines," Shamal scolded Hayato, wrapping his wounds with bandages. "You're lucky you didn't pass out from blood loss."

Shamal had just finished tying the bandage when the door suddenly flew open and the furniture rattled around.

"G-san," Ryohei called out. "Hana is extremely alright! Please stop panicking."

"What is going on?" Bianchi asked, eyes wide.

"Just some concerned guests," Kyoko said. "Calm down G-san. You too Giotto-san, Ugetsu-san. Hana is fine. Yes she was hurt, yes we know who was responsible, yes they will pay."

"G, Giotto, Ugetsu?" Shamal repeated faintly. Those are the names of the Vongola founders.

Ryohei and Kyoko shared a look.

"Ah… you've never told Shamal-san, oniisan?" Kyoko asked.

"It has never come up!" Ryohei protested.

"I'm surprised Bianchi-san or Hayato-kun doesn't know either," Kyoko continued onward.

"Don't know what?" Hayato growled out.

"You three might as well shift down," Kyoko said.

Shamal blinked, stunned at the sudden appearance of three figures he had only seen paintings of. G took a moment to glare at them before turning his attention back to the lovely Hana while Primo and Ugetsu stand there looking friendly. That… was…

"More spirits?" Bianchi asked, faintly.

More?! There are more?! What was going on?!

Kyoko just smiled. It was sympathetic. "I guess we should explain. The first thing you should know is that Namimori is a spiritually charged place and spirits and ghosts come to visit all the time."

By the time she was done explaining how they knew Vongola's first generation, Shamal felt like his head was spinning. Did Reborn know about this? If he did, the hitman had a lot of explaining to do. If he didn't, how was Shamal going to explain it to him?! This… was…

"My head," Hayato said, nursing his head with his uninjured hand.

Shamal agreed with his protege.

"You get use to it," Giotto chirped.

Shamal did not think he was going to get use to it. Spirits. Actual real spirits.

"Where's Tsuna?" Giotto asked.

"He's off stopping Mukuro," Ryohei said.

"By himself!"

Apparently ghosts can still pale. Who knew?

"We're backup. Everyone else is with him," Kyoko said with a huff.

Shamal just watched as G fretted over Hana and Ugetsu managed to engage Bianchi and Hayato in a conversation with Ryohei. Kyoko was reassuring Giotto and all Shamal could do was cradle his head in hands and echo a phrase that Reborn had been repeating since his arrival.

"Goddamn Namimori."

The Vindice

They had found the bastards. Ienari gripped his bo staff; his orange flames dancing at the tips. Hideki stood next to him, pen out ready to write in the air. Ienari still didn't know how a pen was going to help, but an ally was an ally and he could trust Hideki.

"You guys are going to pay," Ienari said with a scowl.

"Stand aside," the bandaged man said. His voice creaked and cracked as if he wasn't used often.

"No," Ienari said. "You're going to pay for hurting Hisen-chan!"

He leapt forward, staff swinging. The man dodged it to the side, throwing a chain out at Ienari. Ienari deflected it, then trusted his staff forward.

The crackle of a fire and the heat caused Ienari to look. Standing there with the kanji for Fire in front of him was Hideki who had just hurled a fireball at the two other lackeys.

"Since when can you do that?" Ienari called out.

"Since always," Hideki said. He drew another kanji, this time water, in the air and beget a stream of water. "Focus on your opponent. I will hold these ones off."

Ienari nodded his thanks and turned his attention back to his opponent. This bandaged man was strong. Even he could see that. He jumped forward, swinging his staff once more. Undeterred the man shot his chains out, wrapping around the staff. With a crunch, it snapped the wooden bo staff in half. Another chain shot out, wrapping around Ienari's torso and throwing him straight into Hideki.

'Omph!' Ienari cried out as he collided with Hideki. The impact sent them sprawling to the ground.

"That's enough."

The battle came to a halt as Fon appeared.

"Fon-sensei?" Ienari said in disbelief. Why was he here?

Fon bowled to the men in bandages. "I apologize for my student. He is not aware of who you are."

"Ignorance is no excuse," the leader all but hissed.

"He is Vongola Decimo," Fon said firmly, pointing to Ienari.

That gave the bandaged man some paused. Ienari stopped for a moment to wonder exactly how powerful Vongola was. Some part within him cackled with glee at the mere thought that soon Ienari would inherit such a powerful famiglia.

"Jager-sama, we have found the location of Rokudo Mukuro," one of the smaller Vindice spoke.

The leader, now identified as Jager nodded. "We will let this go this once. Our target is Rokudo Mukuro, not Vongola Decimo."

They vanished into the rolling mist, leaving behind a solemn Fon and a seething Ienari and Hideki.

Observation

Reborn followed after Tsuna, up the stairs and through the building in search of Mukuro. He carried with him a small video recorder, determined to record the resulting battle. This, if nothing else, would be more than enough proof that Tsuna at least deserved a chance at the Decimo position.

So Reborn watched, observing with careful eyes as Tsuna entered the last room; Sky Flames ablaze, casting the room in an orange glow.

"Come out Rokudo Mukuro."

Rokudo Mukuro

"Come out Rokudo Mukuro."

Tsuna waited. His swords gleamed, shining from the light of his Flames. They hovered around him lazily, awaiting orders. Orange eyes surveying the room. Nothing looked out of place, but Tsuna's Hyper Intuition sang.

Yes, Mukuro was in this room.

Suddenly the floor gave away, changing into lava. Roaring and bubbling, the lava erupted from the ground. The ground rumbled, cracking and groaning falling to the ground.

That was the thing with illusions. They were fictional at its core. A strong willpower was enough to cover the illusion, the confident fact that the person knew what they were experiencing was fake. However, highly skilled illusion masters were so good that they could trick the mind into believing that they were real, fooling even the senses. Those were the more dangerous people to battle.

Mukuro was such a skilled illusion master.

For people couldn't help but react when they think they feel the heat of lava, feel the ground crumbling beneath their feet. Reacting when they think they hear the ground cracking, the smell of smoke and the taste of ash in their mouth.

Had Mukuro's opponent been anyone but Tsuna, his victory would have been guaranteed.

It was not the case here.

Tsuna didn't flinch, letting the illusion wash over him. See, Mukuro may be a skilled illusion master, but Tsuna knew Engetsu, trained with the seven tailed kitsune. Kitsunes were illusion gods and one as old as Engetsu was powerful enough to make her illusions real, to give her illusions weight and texture. In fact, they were beginning to reach the point of reality warping.

Mukuro's illusions were good, but Engetsu's were better.

Combined with Tsuna's Hyper Intuition, Tsuna could recognize the false lava for what it was: an illusion.

Tsuna held out his hand, taking aim. His swords followed the motion, how circling around Tsuna's wrist instead. Light began to gather around the tips of the swords, crackling with energy. "Rasutā Kyanon." The light beams fired, aiming at a seemingly empty place.

The area shimmered as Mukuro appeared, dodging the stream of lights. Tsuna darted forward, propelled by his Sky Flames, aiming a swift uppercut into Mukuro's stomach. Mukuro's red eye flashed to the San Kanji and a pack of wild dogs appeared.

Tsuna flicked his wrist, sending his swords to pierce each dog. "Raito Reiji." They zoomed around, spinning and sending off light beams. While they focused on that, Tsuna threw a bunch only to be blocked by Mukuro's trident.

"Why are you doing this?" Tsuna demanded. "What is the point of attacking everyone?"

"Kufufu," Mukuro said. "Is this the extent of Vongola's power?"

Lotus vines appeared from nowhere, but Tsuna swatted them away with an arc of Sky Flames. He didn't dodge as a poisonous snake came flying at him, letting the illusion pass through him.

Mukuro narrowed his eyes, displeased. "My illusions don't effect you like they do on others."

A sardonic smile played on Tsuna's lips. This was the second reason why Tsuna made for a terrible opponent for Mukuro.

Humans were heavily reliant on sight. Visual perception was literally your brain analyzing the information that is contained in visible light. Master Illusionists could fool their opponents by tricking their senses, but it all started with the visual perception. It was said you cannot fool a blind man with an illusion. An illusion, an image created by bending the visible light, would have no effect on Tsuna.

For all of light's domain was Tsuna's to control.

His golden swords sprung upwards, orbiting around Mukuro as light gathered at their tips.

Tsuna leapt back, arm raised to the sky as his next attack prepped. "Hametsu no Hikari," he said, letting his arm drop. The light beams fired, collided at the center. The light expanded outward, engulfing the entire room in a white light.

It faded away to reveal a heavily injured Mukuro. He leaned, using his trident to prop himself up. Chest heaving, blood dripping down his arm, Mukuro wavered just for a fraction of a second.

And Tsuna? Tsuna stood calmly, his golden swords floating behind him like suspended wings. His Sky Flames still burned strong, flickering and casting orange light. Tsuna looked at Mukuro, his orange eyes held no warmth, no anger.

"Give up Mukuro," Tsuna said calmly. "This is not a fight you will win. Why are you attacking the students of Namimori Middle?"

"Kufufu, I don't expect for you to understand," Mukuro said. "You, who is going to inherit all of Vongola's power."

Tsuna's lips drew into a thin line. "You misunderstand. I am not the Decimo Candidate."

"So you're the loyal dog following your twin's orders," Mukuro sneered.

Tsuna shook his head. "No. Ienari does not even know that I'm here. I'm here because you attacked my friends. My friends who have nothing to do with the mafia aside from being friends with me. I want nothing to do with the mafia, no wish to stain my hands in their blood and carry their sins."

Something like surprise flickered across Mukuro's face before his guard slammed back up. An apathetic smile appeared on his face. "So you sacrifice your brother instead?" he taunted. "How are you any better than?"

Tsuna ignored the jib, despite the sharp stab to his heart. Instead, he continued onward, "Is this because of what the Estraneo Famiglia did to you?"

Ayame was always thorough with her research. Mukuro may have not left a digital trail or even a paper one, but there were other ways that were available to her only. Naturally, Ayame had found out about Estraneo Famiglia and what set Mukuro on his dark and destructive path. Tsuna had been horrified to find out about human experimentations that Mukuro and his friends had suffered.

"Do not pretend to understand," Mukuro hissed. His red eye flickered to the Kanji 'Go'.

Tsuna threw his hands up as an aura burst out, surrounding Mukuro. Mukuro charged forward, jabbing his trident at Tsuna. A golden sword materialized in Tsuna's hand, parrying the attack. Mukuro pushed forward, pushing Tsuna back. A swift kick at Tsuna's unprotected side, sent the small brunet rolling.

Tsuna flipped to his feet, jumping to the side to dodge another swipe of the trident. A flicker of the wrist sent his swords flying towards Mukuro. The illusionist defected each one. Tsuna slipped through Mukuro's guard and punched him in the cheek.

"We don't have to do this," Tsuna tried to reason again. "If you're after revenge, this is pointless. If you're seeking asylum, I can help with that."

"Kufufu, I am not a simple person," Mukuro said. "I intend to start a world war by possessing every important person in the world and to cleanse the world of darkness. But I'll start by eradicating the mafia."

"That's naive!" Tsuna shouted. "The whole world hangs in a balance. Light cannot exist without darkness. Darkness cannot exist without light. Eradicating mafia only means something stronger will take its place!" He evaded another stab of Mukuro's trident.

"So you would do nothing? Leave everything to status quo?" Mukuro said.

"I said eradicating them is foolish, changing them is not!" Tsuna shouted back. He wanted to shout out more, of what could be done, what was already in process and the plan that would cripple Vongola in a way that no one would ever realize. Tsuna held his tongue, well aware that Reborn was somewhere still watching, observing. The plan couldn't get back to Vongola, not now and preferably not ever. But Reborn's loyalties still laid with Vongola, still with Ienari and Tsuna couldn't take that chance.

"How do you intend to do that?" Mukuro said.

"Oh Mukuro," Tsuna said with pity. His flames flickered, pulsing. "You have no idea what you wandered into." He caught Mukuro's trident in his hands. Ice shards gathered, spreading from Tsuna's hands down the trident and wrapped around Mukuro. "Zero Point Breakthrough: First Edition."

"What is this?" Mukuro demanded, as the ice crawled up to his neck, immobilizing him.

"Something you won't break out of," Tsuna said.

The sound of chains and a rolling chill that filled the room, instantly put Tsuna on guard. From the shadows, Reborn reappeared; his expression grim. "Vindice have arrived," the hitman said.

Three bandaged men covered in black cloaks appeared. They dragged with them the three bodies of Ken, Chikusa and Lancia. Trailing behind them, wary and on guard was Kyoya, Takeshi and Chrome.

"Hand over Rokudo Mukuro," Jager said.

Hyper Intuition flared within Tsuna. That voice was telling him not to hand over Mukuro to Vindice. Orange eyes narrowed in distrust, Tsuna calmly asked, "What crimes has Mukuro been charged with that the Vindice is here?"

That seemed to surprise everyone but Tsuna's friends in the room. Reborn casted a quick glance at Tsuna while Mukuro's sharp gaze stared at Tsuna with just a hint of confusion. Even the Vindice were taken aback.

"He escaped Vendicare without serving his sentence," Jager said.

"But what was the original crime?" Tsuna asked.

"The eradication of Estraneo Famiglia and Northern Famiglia," Jager commented on.

"The eradication of the Estraneo Famiglia was self defense and there is evidence to prove that. They were conducting human experimentation and Mukuro and his friends are victims," Tsuna said. "As far as the Northern Famiglia goes, one could argue insanity for Mukuro who was probably not the most stable at the time. Adding on Northern Famiglia's human and drug trafficking crimes and the fact that they have shown an interest in continuing where the Estraneo Famiglia, it could argued that Mukuro was acting in self defense, to prevent himself from being captured."

By now Mukuro was staring at Tsuna with something akin to shock.

"Like what the fuck," Ken softly swore.

Lancia on the other hand had a look of utter betrayal. "They were going to continue…?" he muttered softly to himself.

"It does not matter," Jager said. "Hand him over."

"No," Tsuna said. "The time Mukuro and his friends have served was enough atonement. You will let them go."

From the sidelines, Kyoya, Takeshi and Chrome all slid into readied stances.

"Tsuna, this is not a fight you want to start," Reborn said quietly. "The Vindice is not a group you want to challenge."

"Who are you to demand this?" Jager asked.

Tsuna drew himself up straight. His Sky Flames pulsed brighter, purer. "I am Sawada Tsunayoshi."

That got a reaction, but not one anyone expected.

"... Understood," Jager said. "We will release the criminals, Rokudo Mukuro, Joshima Ken, Kakimoto Chikusa and the Strongest Man in Northern Italy, Lancia into your custody."

The chains withdrew and the Vindice disappeared into the mist.

Tsuna blinked, surprised. That… was too easy. A ball of dread grew in Tsuna's stomach, though he didn't show it. Something changed.

"That was too easy," Takeshi echoed Tsuna's thoughts.

"They're letting us go?" Chikusa said in disbelief.

"Tsuna," Reborn asked. "What did you do?"

An uneasy silence fell on the group.

Vendicare

Bermuda acknowledged the report that had just been given to him. He turned to his guest, and though it was hidden by his bandages, he was scowling.

"As you wished, criminals Rokudo Mukuro, Joshima Ken, Kakimoto Chikusa and the Strongest Man in Northern Italy, Lancia have been released into the custody of one Sawada Tsunayoshi at his request," Bermuda said.

His scowl spread wider at the smirk that graced his guest's face. "Good," his guest purred.

"What," Bermuda snapped, "Does the Shadow Court gain from this?"

His guest laughed. "Nothing, everything," was the whimsical response.

A chill ran down Bermuda's spine at his guest's next words.

"Long live the Shadow Emperor."

Triad

Mao stood on the boundaries of Kokuyu Park. He frowned. By his observations, Hibari Kyoya had entered the park an hour ago. But the tracker said he was still in Namimori.

Green eyes narrowed. "It seems the Storm Arcobaleno is lying to us."

And the plot thickens~ I hope you guys appreciated the action scenes. (So many... OTL ) Don't worry about Kyoko. She's got her own battle coming. Shamal, Bianchi and Hayato are now in the know about ghosts and spirits~ Fon is still unaware. Ahaha. Reborn has proof that Tsuna is the better choice!

General Notes:

Hideki's ability is similar to Super Sentai Shinkengers ability to use Mojikara. You should look it up. It's a pretty cool power.

Tsuna has always had control over light. This was introduced back in Chapter 2/3.

Bilingual Bonus

Rasutā Kyanon - Luster Cannon

Raito Reiji - Light Rage

Hametsu no Hikari - Light of Ruin

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