Disclaimer : I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! KHR! belongs to its rightful owner, Akira Amano.

A/N : Hey guys! I'm back from my hiatus! And I deleted the chapter containing the Author's note! Sorry for taking so long, I had some serious case of writer's block.

Thank you for alllll the lovely reviews! It was nice reading them! I'm not going to reply to all of them from now on, since some reviews are 'update soon' types.

And by the way, this fanfic has reached 106 favourites and 141 followers, thanks everyone for your support! *Bows* I am very touched! This is my first fanfic to have more than 100 followers! And I hope you'll continue to support me!

Reply to some of the reviews :

AnimeCritic : The Giotto we normally see is in HDWM no? He's calm and collected in HDWM but we have never seen him outside the HDWM so no one really know what's he's character when he's normal. So I made him like that. Sorry if it was OOC to you. But still thanks for the review!

12anarose : And I can't wait to write that part too! Glad you loved it! Thank you reviewing twice!

Thank you for your patience and here's the next chapter! I hope you'll enjoy it like always! ^^

Ages :

Lambo : 6

Tsuna & Chrome : 7

Gokudera & Yamamoto : 8

Ryohei : 9

Kyoya & Mukuro : 10

At this time, a loud lightning sound can be heard.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the direction where the sound came from.

The forest.

They all stopped whatever they were doing.

Hayato was the first one to move. He threw some dynamites at the Gola Mosca he was fighting. "It must be that stupid cow! Maybe Nidaime is there!" He took out a box and summoned his flames. "Uri! Cambio Forma!" A cat appeared but it turned into a big leopard. Hayato got on the leopard and ran off towards the forest.

"H-Hayato! Wait!" Takeshi ran after him after dealing a blow at the Gola Mosca. He got on the leopard soon after.

Mukuro cast an illusion of a big bird, bringing both him and his sister flying in the sky, heading towards their destination.

The adults looked at each other and soon decided to follow after them. Knuckle was carrying Kyoya. The sun flames are still engulfing him, slowly healing his wounds.

All of them ran for a short distance before seeing lots of Gola Moscas again. They looked around only to see three boys. One was lying on the ground. He had white spiky hair and was wearing a white bandage on the bridge of his nose. His eyebrows were pinched together and beads of perspiration formed on his forehead. It seems he was in pain.

In front of him was a younger boy with black unruly hair. He was holding a horned shield and has the Roman Numeral I on the front. It was green in colour. He's also wearing a helmet with a lightning crest in the middle. The boy was wearing a drenched cow print shirt and it stuck to him like a second skin.

He was having a hard time as well, seeing as he has cuts all over his body and his white cow print shirt has blood stains all over.

He withstood the attacks of the Gola Mosca but winced at the impact. They noticed he was shielding the boy behind him.

The others didn't have much time to stare and gasp even though the two boys were identical to Knuckle and Lampo.

The Gola Mosca realized their presence and started attacking them without hesitation. They fought back and the robots fell one by one.

The other children were also fighting. The adults are still in awe of how strong the children were even though they are so young.

But the adults felt a pang of sadness to see such young children, their children even, to be fighting. But they felt proud as well, for the child are strong.

Mukuro had placed his sister, Chrome beneath a tree and casted defensive illusions around her before going to fend off the attack of the Gola Mosca.

Hayato and Takeshi were fighting together. Though they argue almost every second, their combination was really incomparable.

Hayato glances at the same direction for countless time with a worried look. But it was replaced with a scowl when the Gola Mosca attacks again. He was rushing to defeat all this annoying Gola Mosca. He kept on cursing under his breath when the Gola Mosca stood up after each attack.

Takeshi was worried as well; he kept on glancing at the three boys. And due to the lack of concentration, he was injured on the shoulder. It was getting hard to hold his Shigure Kintoki. Every time he swings his katana, his wound brings him a tremendous amount of pain.

The Gola Mosca's strength didn't bring any problem to the adults, but their amount did. Even if they are strong, their stamina will run out sooner or later too. They tried to finish all of them as quickly as possible, their minds were all occupied. They wished for the fight to end quickly so they were able to talk to those children. Their children.

"X-Burner : Air." A deep voice rang followed by a blast. Everyone turned to see what happened because it was too loud to be ignored.

It was a boy with brown fluffy hair, but they couldn't see his face because his back was facing them.

He was in the air. One of his hands is behind him and the other was facing the Gola Mosca that is now burnt badly. It collapsed right after.

"Tsuna!" Giotto exclaimed happily, but after a while, he realized that the boy was a little different from Tsuna. He had sharp orange toned eyes instead of the usual round brown eyes. Giotto frowned slightly.

But still, he resembled his son so much…

And then the brunette swayed slightly and fell to the ground with a dull thump. His eyes were changing in between orange and brown.

And the fire that was on his forehead was flickering, it grew smaller and smaller but it was still there.

All of them realized the flames on his forehead were very pure sky flames.

Just like Giotto's.

In the end, the fire that was on his forehead diminished and his eyes went back to brown. The once sharp and dangerous orange ones were replaced by the round and gentle ones.

He closed his eyes and started to pant like there was no tomorrow. He looked like he was in great pain. And all of a sudden, he started coughing vigorously and blood slid down his chin.

He covered his mouth with his hand, but the coughing didn't stop so did the blood. The liquid drip down onto the ground, dyeing the soil crimson red.

"Tsuna-nii!" The raven haired kid took a few steps towards the brunette but was stopped when the brunette shouted.

"I'm fine! *Coughs* P-Prot- *Coughs Coughs* -ect onii-san!" His coughing worsened and he struggled to speak properly. He couldn't even finish his sentence.

"B-But-" The raven couldn't just leave the injured boy alone nor could he stand watching Tsuna defenseless against all the Gola Mosca.

"L-Lambo!" Tsuna said sternly, wiping the blood away from his chin. The mittens that he was wearing were now stained.

"Y-Yes!" Lambo went back to shielding Ryohei.

The brunette sighed in relieve but he started coughing out blood once again. When it finally stopped, he tried to stand up only to stagger and stumble down to the ground once again.

All of these were of course seen by the ones who were throwing glances at Tsuna. Hayato's eyes widened as he see the brunette stumbled to the ground in agony. He ran without a second thought towards him. But he wasn't aware of his surroundings; the Gola Mosca around him was too much for Takeshi to handle alone.

Without any warning, a big robotic hand came towards the silverette in a high speed. But the silverette was too absorbed in running towards Tsuna, he didn't even realize it until it almost hit him. His eyes widened when he finally realize it but he closed them tightly the second after.

The impact that he expected came and he was knocked away, flying towards the trees.

It...Hurts...My ribs must...be broken...

Hayato forced open his eyes, ignoring all the pain. The way he was heading now was towards the broken tree trunks. It's sharp. He knew he was going to die if he doesn't avoid now, but he couldn't move nor could he avoid the way he was heading to.

I don't want to die yet...I haven't gone and check whether Nidaime is fine...

The silverette was on the verge of passing out, but the thought of Nidaime kept him conscious. But there really wasn't a way to save himself; no one's there to save him; no one's there to help him.

Sigh, me and my rashness...I shouldn't...have been so rash...Now I'll just bring troubles for Nidaime...

"-Oof!" The silverette frowned slightly. Tree trunks shouldn't have such sensation when you crash into them...Not to mention sharp ones. Hayato looked behind him with his now blurred vision. He couldn't see properly, his whole body hurts.

All he could see was pink. Other colour was not as obvious as this colour. Pink was the only thing he saw and it reminded him of only one thing.

Damn, it couldn't…be him right?

But Hayato couldn't stay conscious any longer, he wasn't able to check his doubts and his consciousness faded away.

"Tch, brats are so troublesome." A sigh followed by a grunt was heard. "How rash can he be?!" G lifted the child and stood up. He was the one who shielded him from those tree trunks. Thank goodness he made it there though. It was a close call.

"..Urgh..." Tsuna mumbled hardly. The muscles throughout his body were screaming in agony. He must have strained his body too much again this time. It really really hurts.

"Though you're strong, your body can't handle all the stress. So don't force yourself too much." Tsuna remembered what he said.

And the side effects of those pills...

The brunette sat up slowly, he was relieved to know that the coughing has finally stopped. He took a look at his surroundings.

"Da…ddy?" Tsuna said with his hoarse voice when he noticed a figure in front of him not too far away.

"Tsuna! Are you okay? I'm really worried when you fainted!" Giotto hurriedly ran to the brunette's side and squat down to match his height. Tsuna noticed his eyes were full of worries.

"I-I'm okay..." Tsuna gave Giotto a smile to reassure him that he was fine. But it took a lot of effort to muster up a smile when his whole body hurts. He couldn't help but wince after the smile.

"No you're not." Giotto frowned. "I'll destroy all those metal things first, okay? But are-" Giotto asked.

"I-It's okay to leave me here alone, Daddy..." Tsuna knew what Giotto was worrying about.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." The tone of Tsuna's voice was firm and unwavering.

Giotto stood up and flames appeared on his forehead. He flew towards the Gola Mosca and froze all of them with his technique, 'Zero Point Breakthrough'. He was in a rush to end all of these now. He had a lot of things to make sure, lots of things to discover, a lot of things to ask his son.

The child with heterochromatic eyes was laughing creepily. He was satisfied with the illusions he created. It was also fun to destroy those Gola Mosca.

At this time, the girl with an eye patch woke up. Her eyes fluttered open and she sat up abruptly. She scanned the surroundings with widened eyes. But when she saw the illusions surrounding her, she relaxed slightly. She recognized those illusions, it was his brother's.

"Nufufu~ Little Bambina, how are you feeling?" Chrome heard a voice that could match his brother's creepiness coming out of nowhere.

The girl nearly jumped at the voice. She looked around once again, in front of her was a man. A very familiar man.

Chrome's eyes widened even bigger, she started shaking. Her grip on her skirt loosened.

I-I-It couldn't b-be, right?

"O-O-Otou...sama...?" The girl managed to squeeze out those words. "A-Are you an illusion?"

"Nufufu, I'm indeed an illusion." Daemon replied. He was standing in front of her but now he squat down to match her height. He smiled at her, not the usual creepy smile, but a gentle and warm smile.

He was overjoyed to know that he had a daughter, a very cute one that resembled him. And of course he noticed the other boy, so he was the only one with two children. Not one like the others, but two. He couldn't help but grin.

The girl sighed in relieve but the next second her eyes were filled with disappointment. "Of course you are nothing but an illusion..." She mumbled under her breath.

"But my real body is over there as you can see." Daemon continued as he pointed at the other side.

Chrome looked over to the direction he pointed. There, was a man with pineapple hairstyle like hers, holding on to the trident she could recognize.

"N-No...I-It isn't possible..." Chrome looked as if she was going to cry any second now.

"Well," Daemon smiled gently at her. "The me over there really isn't an illusion, I'm sure you can differentiate illusions and reality, right?" He outstretched his hand, attempting to pat her on the head.

"B-But..." It was true that the man over there wasn't an illusion, Chrome was sure of it. But it just wasn't possible...Because after all...Her father is-

The illusions surrounding Chrome attacked Daemon suddenly. Daemon's hand stopped mid-air and had no choice but to stop what he was trying to do.

"Stay away from my sister." A voice as cold as ice rang from behind Daemon.

Even Daemon flinched slightly at the coldness of the voice. He never knew a child's voice could be this cold.

"Onii-san..." Chrome looked up and saw her brother. "I-Is he really…O-otou-sama? " She asked with a meek voice.

"Kufufu, of course not. I'll never acknowledge him as my father. My father was long dead. The same goes for you, Chrome." Mukuro answered almost immediately.

"B-But…" Chrome tried to look at her brother in the eye but flinched immediately when their eyes met.

Such coldness was not what she expected to see.

"Now, now, is there anything wrong with a father caring for his child?" Daemon turned around to face Mukuro. But Mukuro was determined not to meet his gaze.

"Chrome, come here." Mukuro said, but it was more like an order. He fully ignored Daemon while he was at it.

"…B-But…I…want to stay here with P-Papa…" Chrome muttered, not moving from the spot she was at.

"Chrome." Mukuro repeated once again.

"Onii-san, I'm sorry…but I want to stay here…" Though Chrome's voice was small and meek, but it was clear to Mukuro that she was determined.

"Chrome, you should know better that all of this is nothing but a façade. Even if they are alive in this time, it doesn't change the fact that they are dead in our time. When we return to our time, it will be the same. They are all dead." Mukuro said with gritted teeth, trying not to show his anger.

"Even so…I wish to stay with them, for as long as I can, while…they are still alive." Chrome lowered her head.

Mukuro parted his lips to speak again, but soundlessly, he closed his mouth again. For once he had nothing to say, for he understands how much his little sister loves her father. She had always wanted to meet him.

And, without another word from him, he disappeared into the mist, leaving Chrome and Daemon behind.

End of the chapter~ This chapter was longer than usual! I hope you enjoy it, please leave a review and let me know your thoughts!

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