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

Reply to the reviews :

Guest : Glad you think it's interesting!(^o^) Well then you'll have to see the future chapters to know, but I think it will take a very very long time before we get to there! (^O^;) Thanks for taking your time to review!

scarlet rose white : She might and she might not~ (^_-) Glad you liked it! Thanks for taking your time to review!

Cookiezfreak : Thank you for wishing me and a Happy Belated Birthday to you too! ^﹏^ I'm really glad and happy you liked this story! Thanks for taking your time to review!

anna7818 : I hope so too...But things could go a different way~ (-_^) Thanks for taking your time to review!

JustImagineXx : Yep! （*^_^*）Thanks for taking your time to review!

A/N Took kinda long for this chapter again, sorry! Been really busy working on my non-fanfic works and lazing around. ('～'；)

"This is Italian"

"This is normal talking"

~Chapter 8~

A very deep sigh filled the room. The crease on Iemitsu's deepened once again.

He know he had to do it, but how?

He plopped down the chair tiredly.

How is he going to break the news to her?

Flashback

"Nono!" Iemitsu ran back to the office. He was sweating profusely and panting hard. "H-How is it?"

"Iemitsu, I'm sorry...I'm afraid..."

"No!" The blond man paled. "T-That can't be...It...It just can't..."

"Iemit-"

"Nono! Please don't stop searching!" Iemitsu pleaded. "A-Another week? T-Three more days? Please, Nono!" The blond man went over and started shaking Nono's shoulder.

Everyone could see the wince on the aged man's face. Iemitsu's strength was hurting him.

"Iemitsu!" Lal yelled. "Stop troubling Nono! You know he had did his best to help you!" Lal strode over and gave his boss a slap.

"L-Lal..." Colonnello mumbled. "Isn't it too harsh?"

"He needs to calm down!" Lal yelled back at Colonnello.

And then silence dawned upon all of them and no one had the intention of breaking it.

"Iemitsu, it's been a month." Nono sighed. "I have dispatched all my guardians as well as my men to search throughout Italy. But there was no news at all." Nono's frown deepened.

"B-But...I...Yukina-chan..." Iemitsu muttered hopelessly.

"If this goes on, I'm afraid the Vongola might crumble." Nono glanced over at Lal and Colonnello. "And the CEDEF needs you, Iemitsu."

"..." Iemitsu grits his teeth tightly. "Just...One more day?"

"...One more day it is then. This is the last time okay, Iemitsu?" Nono looked up at the man standing in front of him.

He nodded slowly. "...Thank you, Nono."

"Iemitsu?"

The said man looked at Timoteo. Worried eyes met sad eyes.

"Promise me that this will be the last day and last time. Please, for the sake of the Famiglia, stay strong. Vongola needs you." Nono said with guilt in his eyes. He knows he shouldn't be forcing the poor man. After all, he did lost her precious daughter. But he had no choice either. "I know it's hard for you, but...remember? Famiglia over Family."

Famiglia over Family.

Iemitsu smiled bitterly.

Yes, that's what mafia was about.

Famiglia is always more important than Family and should always be put ahead of Family.

"...I'm sorry for all this Nono. I promise I will." Iemitsu said. This time, his tone was approved by Lal. It was determined and unwavering. It was no longer desperate and pathetic.

End of Flashback

Okay, back to reality. Stop recalling. I should face it...no matter how hard it is...

With determination in his eyes he dialed the number with his slightly trembling hands.

The phone started ringing. Every ring increased Iemitsu's heartbeat rate.

And then the ring and Iemitsu's heart thumping slowly starting syncing.

*Click*

Iemitsu got even nervous when the the call was picked up.

"Hello?"

"N-Nana?"

"Anata? How rare for you to call!" Nana exclaimed happily.

"Y-Yeah..." Guilt laced his voice.

"Ah! How's Yuki-chan? Tsu-kun misses her already, but I hope she's doing well. Did you take good care of her, anata?" The cheerfulness of his wife's voice stabbed his heart. He felt even more guilty at her every words.

"I...Well..." Iemitsu scratched the back of his head.

"...Iemitsu, did anything happen?" Nana asked. She wasn't such an airhead when it comes to such serious matter. She knew her husband well. He never stutter and hesitate this much. And when Nana refers him as 'Iemitsu', she was dead serious.

The blond man sucked in a deep breath and breathe out. "...Nana. I'm sorry."

"..." Nana remained silent, but she felt her heart sank. She knew something was going on. Something real bad.

After a long silence, he finally mustered up enough courage to tell her. "Yukina-chan...she...she's lost." Iemitsu finally squeezed out the words.

"...Lost?" Nana repeated. "Lost you said?"

"I'm really sorry, Nana, I left her alone for a second and she was gone. I-I h-" Iemitsu explained desperately.

"Yuki. Chan. Is. Lost?" It was obvious Nana said through gritted teeth.

"Y-Yes. I had been looking for a month. A-And I couldn't find her." Iemitsu was startled by the tone of his wife.

"How could you Iemitsu! I left her in your care and you tell me that SHE'S LOST?! AND YOU CAN'T EVEN FIND HER?! YOU LOST OUR DAUGHTER?!" Nana yelled.

Tsuna, who heard her yell ran out of the kitchen to find her mother talking on the phone.

She was really furious.

And that was probably the scariest expression Tsuna had seen on his mother.

"I-I, Nana...I-I'm just...I'm sorry." Iemitsu didn't know what to say anymore.

"Sorry doesn't mean she will come back!" Tears streamed down Nana's cheeks. "Y-Yuki-chan..." Sobbing sounds filled the room.

But most importantly, Iemitsu and Tsuna heard it.

They both feel their heart ache badly.

Tsuna slowly step closer towards her mother.

"O-Okaa-san...A-Are you okay?" He looked at Nana. She was crying uncontrollably but she looked at Tsuna with her sad brown eyes.

"N-Nothing's wrong..." Nana tried to muster up a smile but failed.

"But, Okaa-san you're crying." Tsuna asked, eyes full of worry.

"No I'm not. don't worry Tsu-kun." Nana wiped away her tears in hurry.

"Okay, if Okaa-san says so..." Tsuna said. And then after a short moment of silence, Tsuna opened his mouth and asked, "Ne, Okaa-san...Where's Yukina-chan?" Tsuna tilted his head to the side, asking innocently.

"Y-Yu...kina-chan..." Nana repeated with trembling lips. "I-I'm sorry Tsu-kun." She hugged him tightly and without another word, she burst out crying. She cried even harder than just now.

"Okaa-san?" Tsuna stood there silently, not moving, not struggling.

Every single sob made Iemitsu's heart ache even badly. He couldn't just hang up yet he didn't talk as well.

Nana continue to cry with Tsuna in her embrace. Her son felt weird but being the good son he was, he let her hug him anyway. Iemitsu felt even guiltier but didn't hang up as well.

All these continued for quite a long time.

And this very moment etched into Tsuna's mind.

Estraneo's Lab

In a room with walls painted white, a few men in identical clothing sat around the table.

"Is it a right choice to erase her memories?"

"We had no choice. We shouldn't let her remember anything at all cost. She's the daughter of the Young Lion of the Vongola!"

"They are related to the Vongola! We are doomed if they found out!"

"I hope it's a wise decision."

"It is."

"What will we do with her now? Flames, weapons, or what?"

"Flames. She's a Sky Flame user. We most definitely shouldn't let this chance slip."

"But are you sure it's wise to do so? If it fails, not only will we have to try again, we will lose this precious specimen."

"We shouldn't let such a rare chance slip. She's our first ever specimen to have such pure Sky flames."

"All right. Flames it is then."

Not long after that, they all stood up and went out of the room, each going to their own destination.

...What's this smell? It's...iron. Blood.

The smell filled the room. I could see a few corpses, bloody corpses at the corner of the room. I tried to turn my head towards the corpses but failed. I was restrained. I couldn't move.

What's all this?

Deafening screams and shrieks pierced my ears. My eyes widened at the screams. It was horrible. The screams came from children, some older than me and some younger than me. They were screaming in agony and they were crying. There were blood everywhere. On them, on the floor, on the man wearing the lab coat's hand, and...on me.

My heart starting beating madly. Will I end up like them? Screaming in agony or even worse, dead? Fear filled me. My sound of my heart thumping was getting louder by the second.

A few men stood beside me, gazing at me intently. They were all grinning smugly. They spoke to each other in a language I have never heard of.

"Hey! Let me go!" I yelled and glared at them.

Their grin grew wider.

"Don't worry, you won't die. Even if you do, think of it as an honour to die by being part of the development." They laughed.

"Wh-" My words were cut off when I felt pain on my arm. I looked at my arm and saw a syringe fill with red coloured liquid in it, stabbed on my arm.

I gritted my teeth to contain my screams.

"First flame injected, heartbeat rate stable, no abnormal symptoms yet." They said something as one scribbled words on his notebook.

It wasn't a pleasant feeling of course. I tried to contain my screams and tears from falling. They stabbed me without hesitation and they didn't even put me to sleep.

What heartless monsters.

And soon they stabbed me with another. This time it was blue. In the end I couldn't contain my screams nor my tears anymore.

Not only does they stabbed me with those syringes. Those liquid is weird!

Every single time I was injected with the liquid, I could feel burning sensation spreading all over my body. My eyes burns the most.

And then another. Yellow.

Purple.

Violet.

Green.

"All flames injected. Heartbeat rate dropping. Subject stopped screaming and no longer struggle."

It hurts...So much. What is this...? Why? Why is it me?!

My whole body went limp. I couldn't move and my voice was now hoarse. I can't scream anymore.

I just want to faint but I couldn't. The pain was keeping me conscious. I closed my eyes. It's hard to breathe and it hurts.

"Subject fainted. Heartbeat rate dropping drastically. Might be a failure."

At a point I felt like dying. Dying could put me to sleep, and I'll never feel all this pain ever again. I just want all this to end already. Stop this! Stop all this pain!

"Too bad. We have to find another subject."

"Where went wrong?!"

"Sigh."

Tears streamed down my cheeks again. But the tears were hot against my cheeks. I snapped my eyes open.

I won't die. Not so easily, not here, not in their hands. I'll definitely live so I can take my revenge!

No matter how much it hurts I'll live!

"Subject woke up. Heartbeat rate stablizing. No abnormal symptoms. Success."

My eyes still burn, and everything went blur.

Am I blind?

I felt liquid stream down my cheeks. They weren't tears, because I was no longer crying. Then it must mean it's blood. I could taste iron in my mouth when the liquid flowed into my mouth.

"Yes! We did it!"

"This is the first successful product!"

"We finally did it!"

I...am a successful...Product? I'm a PRODUCT?!' Damn them!

How could they treat me like this!

I'M A HUMAN BEING!

Inflicting so much pain on me without caring a bit, not even looking at me as a human but as a product, a subject, doesn't even care if I dies?!

I'll...I'll kill all of them! I'll definitely kill all of them!

I clenched my teeth so hard it started bleeding again.

Two Month Later

Yukina's POV

It's been two months. And I still can't seem to recall anything. It's kind of frustrating, yet at a same time, I think I'm starting to let go of all this.

It's just memories. I don't even know what memories I have. Happy ones, sad ones or even scary ones? I guess it's no longer useful to think of such worthless thing.

What's more important is to escape. Escape out of this cold, dirty, cruel place.

But Mukuro did told me that it's impossible to escape though.

So now all I can do is get stronger.

So strong that I can leave this damn place and take my revenge.

I hate life in this place. There's only experiment, torture and experiment. All they do to us is experiment us. Don't they ever get bored of it?

And it hurts. A lot. More than the headaches I get when I first met Mukuro.

Sometimes I felt like dying. But I would shake off the thoughts and learn to strengthen myself.

After all, dying like this is worthless isn't it? I won't die. Not yet. Not until I get my revenge.

*Loud crashing sound*

"Oops." I grinned playfully. "You okay, Ken?"

Nothing but silence replied me. And then I could hear some rocks felling from the wall to the ground.

"You stupid girl!" Ken yelled at me with dust all over him.

"Sorry, sorry!" I grinned at him again.

I had just accidentally sent him flying to the wall and the wall was slightly cracked. With some rocks falling occasionally.

"You and your monstrous strength!" He scowled at me.

"Kufufu, Yukina, you should really learn to control." Mukuro smiled amusingly at us. He was sitting on the bed with Chikusa beside him, watching us spar.

"I sa-" I tried to retort only to be cut off.

"Hey you!" A hoarse voice rang followed by the sound of the cell opening.

All of us turned towards the voice.

It was the guard. He reeks of alcohol and looks extremely irritated.

He entered the cell and walked towards me.

"Can't you all be quiet?!" He said. "I'm trying to get some sleep here!" He kicked me and I fell to the ground.

I winced at the pain and tried to sat up. But before I was able to he kicked me down again. And soon he was kicking me and cackling in laughter. I couldn't fight back, due to my hands and legs being chained together. Mukuro, Ken, Chikusa did nothing at all to help.

Damn you guys!

I left myself a mental note to kick their asses later.

Finally, he stopped.

I sat up and looked up at him.

He looked down at me and smirked.

"Now y-"

"Hey, mister, may I ask what you favourite colour is?" I cut him off and asked cheerfully, smiling at him brightly, temporary forgetting the pain.

"Red! The same colour as you fucking brats' blood! Crimson red! Ahaha!" He laughed like a mad man.

"Red it is then." I lighted a ball of storm flames in my palm. My eyes turned the same colour as the flames, red. "Here you go~ As you wished~" I threw it at his legs.

It came in contact with his legs and there was burns now.

"Ah! Hot! Hot- You fucking brat!" He glared at me.

"Oh? Do you want to change to another colour then?" I smirked.

"Che! Don't get cocky just because you have different flames!" He lighted his own flames. It was green. Lightning flames. "You're all nothing but guinea pigs that could be replaced any time!"

"Now, now, you're even attacking a small kid like me?" I asked him innocently.

His flame grew larger and he aimed it at me.

I stayed calm as I lighted another flame in my palm.

It was white. Untainted and pure. Blinding and beautiful.

The cell was now bright from his and my flames, a weird mixture of green and white.

I countered his flames and everything was gone. Both his and my flames. Nothing was left and the cell went back to the dark it once was.

"What the?!" He widened his eyes. "What kind of flame is that!"

"None of your business so leave us alone now." I lighted all kinds of flames. Each different colour on my fingers. Orange, red, blue, yellow, purple, violet, green and white. "I'll allowed you to choose another colour if you want though."

"Y-You-" His eyes widened even bigger and he was gasping. "Tch!" He stomped out of the cell angrily.

I don't really like this chapter myself. :/ Sorry if any of you felt disappointed. T.T But it's the longest chapter I have ever written for this story! More than 3000! Yay!

I tried rewriting but it didn't get any better and I'm kind of lazy to read through anymore so, sorry for any mistakes.

Thanks for reading!

Please leave a review?

~PurpleCielo1117