A Ten-Year Later Fan Fiction
A Special Type of Routine
Chapter 3: Mission Accomplished
Warning: I've written this with Family Fluff in mind. However, interpret it however you want to.
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
"Takeshi, I'm really sorry."
"Don't say that, Tsuna!"
Tsuna sat down on the white chair beside the white bed that Yamamoto was lying on. Tsuna's head bowed, eyes on the floor. Yamamoto gave a small smile before putting his hand on Tsuna's head, patting it as tears started to fall onto the lap of the Sky.
Yamamoto was a wreck. A huge scar marred his left cheek while his right hand was wrapped in bandages. The body was in a even bigger mess, which, his chest was draped with white bandages that lined in a 1/3 covered, 2/3 exposed pattern down to his pelvic bone. His left shin was hung and a sky-blue cast wrapped his shin, covered with a large "GET WELL SOON!" signed below with the Lambo's name.
"If I didn't send you out on the mission..."
"Hey, Tsuna," Yamamoto placed his index finger under Tsuna's chin and pushed his chin upwards, allowing his face to look at Yamamoto's face. Tears were lining the eyelashes of Tsuna's while some rebellious tears rolled down his smooth cheek.
"If you didn't send me out, someone else will get hurt. Isn't it always better be me than someone that does not know how to fight?"
Tsuna remained silent, tears now rolling down his cheek as if fighting against one another, going faster and faster. A silent pat on his shoulder made the brunette succumb to the warm chest in front of him, engulfed in a city of warmth, at the moment.
Silence drifted past and the swordsman mumbled, "But I didn't complete the mission. Instead I came home with wounds and need you to be crying for me."
The brunette said nothing, just continued to sob into the warm chest.
"Who did you send out after me, Tsuna?"
The brunette still remained silent, but the sobbing was easing.
"Who?" A more forceful question with a heavy tone.
"Hayato, Mukuro and Kyoya."
"Why?" The question was sincere and questioned with much curiosity and worry hidden behind the words.
"They are the very best."
"But they cannot work together."
"When they are not serious enough."
"But if they are gone, who is going to protect the mansion? Isn't Chrome and Lambo on a mission? Isn't Sempai with the Baby training in the wilderness?"
"There is still me, Takeshi."
"But—!"
"Don't underestimate me, Takeshi."
The tone of Tsuna's voice was clear. It was harsh and firm, asking the swordsman to drop the matter. Tsuna's eyes were hard and gave Yamamoto a glance which clearly says that Tsuna was going to dismiss himself. Yamamoto's lips pursed but he remained silent and nodded his head, acknowledging the brunette's authority.
/
"Don't you dare judge the Tenth!"
"I am not, you dog. I'm just merely saying that this enemy, I could defeat alone so why would he send to other to assist me?"
"Herbivores, shut up."
"I am not a dog! And Hibari, don't you dare give me a condescending stare!"
A metal sound was heard as Hibari drew his tonfas, pointing it at the silverette. The silverette, in response, drew out his dynamites and pointed it at the former. Both of the guardians snarled, almost launching into a full blown fight when Tsuna appeared.
"Tenth?" Gokudera shouted out loud.
"Hmph." Hibari tutted, before keeping his tonfas.
Suddenly, the image of Tsuna shimmered and in his place, Mukuro stood.
"Well, that's useful," a smirk lined the lips of the man.
"WHY YOU!" Gokudera, once again, took out his dynamites and aimed it at Mukuro. One of the dynamites flew out of Gokudera's hand and landed right in front of Mukuro, which a lotus flower bloomed from the hard ground and swallowed the dynamite. Gokudera snarled once again before throwing another dynamite which was cut clean by a metal tonfa.
"What do you think you herbivores are doing?"
"TELL HIM!" Gokudera pointed his finger at the other man, who was wiping his trident with a smirk on his face. Gokudera turned and saw the smirk and screamed at the man, "WIPE THAT SMILE OFF YOUR FACE!"
Mukuro simply laughed before he clicked his tongue. His eyes turned smaller as it focused into the woods. Gokudera steadied himself as he activated his Sistema C.A.I. while Hibari's coat took out his tonfas and Roll glared into the forest. He closed his eyes, tapped his trident against the ground with a loud purple bang.
"I smell rats."
"I see rats!"
Hundreds and thousands of rats rushed out of the forest and stopped right in front of the three with red eyes. Its teeth clanked against the bottom lips of theirs while their eyes glinted with dangerously mad evil red.
"Tch." Hibari opened up his palm ,that had closed when the rats came rushing forward, "Roll!"
Roll jumped in front of rats and rolled into the middle of them, and started to expand. The rats' teeth clanked together madly, releasing crazy sounds as they rushed towards the expanding rats. The rats were impaled by the hedgehog and those that were impaled by rats crumbled into dust.
Gokudera took a look at the leopard that was in front of him, who was arching its back. Uri looked back at Gokudera who nodded his head and threw a burning dynamite into the last lines of rats, "HEADS UP!" Uri made a mad rush into the crowd of rats and bit the rats, pulling their muscles and tore them apart. The separated bodies and heads turned into dust, crumbling before the raging leopard.
Lotus leaves emerged from the dust-filled floor, engulfing rats, sweeping them and closing up on them in one swoop. The leaves crushed the screeching rats as the wretched creatures decided to claw and gnaw their way out of the leafy grasp. It was futile, it would seem, as the rats were crushed soon and quick, leaving a tower of sandy dust.
A shadow emerged from the forest, claps resounding from the palms as the palms clashed together. Hibari's tonfa steadied itself, positioning in front of the man; Gokudera's dynamites were ready to be thrown and Uri was now arching its back, beside the bomber; Mukuro's trident clashed against the ground, a purple light flashed but no action done, only the aura of evil was emitted.
"Who are you?" The bomber asked, being the one most calm between three.
"Me?" The man laughed, face never leaving the shadows, "I am, but a distraction."
"I'm going to bite you to death."
"So be it!" The man laughed; the sounds that escaped the lips was torturous to hear. It was like screeching of the rats, many of them screeching together and add a little element of a baby's cry, "I'm here to die, anyway."
"What do you mean! You piece of—!" Gokudera shouted, dynamite almost leaving his fingers.
"The mansion. They are going to launch an attack on the mansion."
The man laughed once again, "Bravo! No doubt, you are the guardians of the Vongola. But from what I know, there are currently just useless servants and an injured Rain guardian in that mansion in Italy."
Mukuro's eyes glinted evilly, "You really do think we will kill you?"
"I'm ready for everything. I'm sent you here to die after all."
"No." Mukuro shook his head as a smirk covered his face, "You really do think we will just kill you?"
Hibari lowered his tonfas, "Then you will be ready for something worse than death, herbivore."
/
Hurry back to his side.
Chrome and Lambo ran. They had finished off their mission at top speed, settling for calling for reinforcements from the Chiavarone familigia. After all, the bucking horse was much nearer to their mission grounds than to the mansion. Help was inevitable and it was a necessity for them to rush back to the mansion than to the Chiavarone familigia, after all.
'Dino-nii-san, can you help us with a mission?'
'Why, of course. If my little brother's guardians need help, I'll be there!'
'There's nothing much for you help actually. Just need you to do some cleaning up for us.'
'The Chrome girl? Cleaning up?' Dino's voice was laced with uncertainty.
'Yes. Mukuro-sama just called and...'
'Dino-nii-san, he said that Tsuna-nii's going to be attacked.'
Chrome blinked before stopping in front of the private jet, tapped lightly, jolted from her senses by the kid Lambo. The pilot waved them onto the newly polished jet. The duo hurriedly buckled their belts and silence befell the jet.
/
"Takeshi. Wake up."
Tsuna shook his rain guardian on the shoulder. The injured man had no reaction, whatsoever. Tsuna, a little bit frustrated, took a look out of the window and bit his lips. He shook the shoulder again, a little harder this time.
A bleary eye opened. The Rain rubbed his eyes with his uninjured hand and pushed himself up. Tsuna's worried eyes glanced out of the open window again, before helping the man to sit up.
"What is it, Tsuna?" Yamamoto's voice was firm but worry was lacing his words.
"Enemy. Someone is attacking the mansion." Tsuna took the blanket off Yamamoto's laps and threw it roughly towards one side. Tsuna quickly took out a bag from the cupboard and stuffed all the papers he was handling in the infirmary into the duffel.
Yamamoto started to pluck off all the IV strips and Tsuna switched off the infirmary equipments. With his left arm, he pulled Yamamoto off the snow white bed and his right, turned, carrying the duffel and switched off the lights and fans.
He threw the duffel roughly into the arms of Yamamoto.
"Evacuate. Evacuate everyone before coming back to help me."
Protest was in the throat of the Rain guardian but he held it back. The Sky's words were final and this was an emergency.
"Will you be okay?"
"I'll try. Trust me, Takeshi."
"Operation Minium Black."
Yamamoto nodded, placed a reassuring hand on his Boss's shoulder before the duo ran in separate directions, determination fixed on their faces.
Please be alright, Tsuna.
/
Too hot.
Tsuna wiped off a sweat that dripped from his brow. He grimaced as he dusted off the soot on his suit. Tsuna could see the flames licking the edges of the furniture and he could feel the heat.
Goddammit! Why would they set the mansion on fire!
Tsuna reached into his pocket and took out a piece of cloth. His eyes widened before reaching into his pocket once again. However, this time, his fingers fumbled over nothing but the pocket threads. He glanced at the cloth once again and slammed it into the floor. Tsuna slammed his feet against the cloth and frustration lined his frow.
My gloves... Thank god that they are fireproof.
Tsuna bit his lips for a second, staring at the flames licking the ceiling, causing another metal beam to collapse. Tsuna closed his eyes and concentrated, as pure sky flames burst from his palms and on his forehead. After a good two years of practice, the boss of Vongola could get into his Hyper Dying Will Mode with the help of pills or bullets even though, the methods from external help will help him to be able to sustain in the Hyper Dying Will Mode longer. He grimaced again, glancing at his skin which was turning red underneath his sky flames. With a loud shout, Tsuna burst from the mansion and out into the lawn.
"My, my, Vongola Decimo."
Tsuna turned to face the owner of the voice. Tsuna's flames got bigger as he directed all his anger at the man.
"Don Luigi."
The man named Luigi laughed, his voice sounded like rats screeching. He lifted up an arm and motioned it forward. Thousands of archers lifted their heads from behind the bushes, hills and all sorts of different hiding places. Tsuna winced at the numbers, then glanced at his palm again. Luigi raised his fist, clenched up before sticking out his thumb, giving a "Good" sign before turning it downwards.
Tsuna's eyes widened before taking a defensive stance, releasing flames into his ring on the finger. He whispered a soft name before inserting the ring into the box. The top of the box opened, releasing a burst of orange flames and a small lion jumped onto the Sky's shoulder.
"Leone Di Cieli Version Vongola: Cambio Forma Modo Difesa."
Natsu changed into a long, black cloak. The cloak is usually attached to the metal plate on X-gloves but now, without the gloves, the cloak just simply flowed down, not providing the full protection it was supposed to.
A hand motioned for the arrows to hail. The arrows aimed at nothing but one: Vongola Decimo.
Tsuna closed the cloak down on himself, covering most of his skin with the long, black cloak. However, as it was predicted, a few stray arrows managed to lodge itself in the skin of the man covered by the black cloak. The attack stopped but Tsuna had sunk to the ground. An arrow stuck out of his right shin like a sore thumb as another arrow penetrated his left arm, the sharp part protruded out of his skin.
"Not so great now, are we now, Vongola Decimo."
"Shut up," Tsuna panted, clutching his injured left arm, blood trickled out from the corners of his mouth. He coughed and clutched harder onto his arm. Natsu gave a small sound of concern as it licked the blood that had trickled out of the slightly parted lips. Tsuna cringed his eyebrows and pulled out the arrows lodged in his skin.
Tsuna jumped into the air, his fists clashing together, producing a large burst of flames. He directed the flames into the army of archers, hailing screams from all directions. He landed on the ground unsteadily, and twisted his ankle in an awkward position, wincing aloud.
But yet, he smiled coldly, "Not so great now, are we now, Don Luigi."
Tsuna's hands positioned together, closed his eyes and smirked, "Goodbye, Don Luigi. It was a mistake to attack the Vongola Familigia."
Zero Point Breakthrough: First Edition!
Luigi's eyes widened in surprise as the flames he used to coat his body slowly froze, encasing himself in ice. He had purposefully coated himself in his own Rain flames to prevent the fire to burn him. It was a mistake it would seem. He had forgotten this trick of the Vongola.
However, this will not be the end. Luigi's hand raised itself, slowly coating in ice. Once again, he motioned forward and Tsuna did not expect it. Luigi's face got frozen; Luigi was now encased in ice.
Tsuna's eyes widened as he felt something cold and sharp. His insides turned cold. He felt the cursed metal before it even touched the skin but yet, he did not move. He could not move. His face turned pale as he felt the sharp, cold edge pierce through his skin and stabbed into the stomach. The pain was agonising; The pain was slow. The metal blade left his body just fast as it was driven through but time was slow for the brunette. He felt the cold metal clash with his warm blood as it drove through his kidneys as he was stabbed through the back. He felt the blade pierce through his liver and it was taken out. Tsuna's head whipped backwards in an endless scream, silenced by the pain.
Natsu jumped onto the wretched man and took out a part of his skin on the neck. Natsu bit again, this time, hair from the scalp was bitten off. The man screamed, fingers on his head and carefully holding onto the remnants of the skin. His eyes were big, afraid of what will come next.
"Stop..." It was barely a whisper; A cry for help. However, for the wretched man, it was a cry of hope, a cry for mercy. The man ran, clutching onto the hair and remnants of the skin on his neck and ran off, tail between his legs.
Natsu purred beside the fallen man—his owner. Tsuna coughed out blood, as a pool of red spread underneath him. A warm tongue tickled his cheek. Tsuna smiled at his lion as its big eyes called out for him to stay. Tsuna nodded his head and tried to prop himself up. He bit his own lips as more blood spurted out from the wound on his back, arm and leg. A tear rolled down his blood-stained cheek.
Tsuna pressed onto the earphones that Natsu has just pulled onto his ear.
Vongola! It's Vongola! The reception is on now. Some muffled static. Vongola, can you hear me!
Spa...Spanner.
Vongola! What happened to you! You sound... Where are you!
The others...
What? Tsunayoshi-kun, this is Irie Shoichi. Can you hear me? Where are you!
...Are the others... o..kay?
Yes! Yes! Answer me, Tsunayoshi-kun!
Thank.. Thank god.
Vongola! Tsunayoshi-kun!
Tsuna's finger left the button on the headphones and the headphones' connection disconnected. Tsuna's eyes closed, hand dropped onto the ground with a soft tap as a tear rolled down his blood-stained cheek. Natsu let out a loud purr as he began to lick his owner on the face. Tsuna simply did not awake.
/
The Varia was the first to arrive. Upon recieving the S.O.S signal from the Vongola's Rain guardian, the others, Squalo, Belphegor and Flan arrived at the scene quickly, together with the Vongola's Sun guardian. Xanxus, Leviathan, Mammon and Lussuria was still in Greece, settling the last of the Luigila Familigia.
"VOIIII! WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE!"
"Oi~! Commander, you are scaring the bird~s."
The right wing of the mansion was completely destroyed. The fire that was engulfing the place was gone. Something was wrong.
"What extremely happened here. Where is Sawada!"
"Wait, lawn head-sempai," Fran closed his eyes and purple aura emitted, engulfing his body, "I can feel Sky flame's traces over there," Fran pointed to where a striking blue thing was.
"That looked like Vongola's Zero Point Breakthrough."
"Bel-sempai~ Stop talking and get going~"
Belphegor's eyebrows creased before shooting a knife into the dark green frog of Fran's head. Fran stopped midway, turned around and pouted at Belphegor. The prince laughed (Ushishishishi!) and threw more knives into the frog head.
"Bel-sempai~, can you pull the knives out of my helmet first? Your renowned knives have such a weird shape, it's kind of embarras~sing to have them sticking out my helmet like this."
More knives went into the frog-shaped helmet of the illusionist.
"Geh, please stop it, enough with the stabbing."
The illusionist started to pluck out the knives from the front of the frog-shaped helmet before Belphegor started to throw more knives in. The illusionist turned around and ignored the knives, letting the knives hit the helmet and lodging itself onto the helmet.
An exasperated shout was heard, followed by a faint "Voi".
"SAWADA!"
Fran and Belphegor took a look at each other before racing over to where the sparkling blue thing was.
/
"How is it."
"He is better now. Still not out of the danger zone, not yet, but better. It was really lucky that Sasagawa used his Sun flames to heal his injuries immediately, even if the wounds did not close but Vongola will definitely not survive."
"What is his current condition?" Yamamoto asked gravely.
"His left kidney was pierced through but Sasagawa's sun flames managed to close up half of the wound, although a full recovery of the kidney will not be possible. The liver was sliced into half—" A gasp escaped from Chrome "—But since the liver is able to regenerate itself, there was nothing much to worry about as I have already removed most of the coagulated blood. His hepatic portal vein was cut as well, thus there was huge loss of fluid in his body. I have done a bypass, taking out an unharmed vein from the thigh. The arrow wound on his arm is pretty serious, even though it was half closed by Sasagawa, I will think it will be a huge feat for Vongola to move his left hand in the following month. His right shin was slightly more fortunate; The wound closed up nicely but he will feel soreness in the area. His right ankle was also sprained but nothing too serious."
Shamal paused, glancing at all the guardians before sighing, "I have given him a blood transfusion but there is not enough blood type A in the blood bank so—"
"You can use mine, then!" Gokudera exclaimed, stretching out his hand.
"You are a blood type B, Hayato," Shamal replied, indifferent, "However, I have transfused blood type O into his body, so right now there is enough blood but, what I am afraid of is a rejection and the fact that he had lost too much blood."
Gokudera nodded his head and passed by Shamal, too tired to even insult the man. He entered the infirmary, luckily unscathed by the attack, and saw his Tenth on the bed, wired up by many of the medical equipments. Natsu raised its head when he saw his owner's guardians coming in and let out a small "gao". Hibari took his usual corner, as he opened up the foldable table and emptied his Foundation's paperwork onto the table. Chrome sat beside Mukuro at the other corner, with Mukuruo the owl perched on Mukuro's shoulder. Lambo was beside the Sky in a matter of seconds, crying, clutching onto the hand of his big brother.
"Tsuna-nii! Please –sob- be alright –sob-."
Gokudera bit his lips before placing his hand on the cold, pale forehead of Tsuna's. Yamamoto placed a reassuring hand on Gokudera's shoulder, shaking his head. Gokudera closed his eyes, collapsing onto the bed beside Lambo, crying silently with Yamamoto behind him, a hand still on his shoulder. Ryohei had nothing to say, only that he squeezed Lambo's shoulder hard.
/
"It has been a week."
Gokudera looked up from his makeshift table beside Tsuna's bed, signing the paperwork. Gokudera nodded at the visitor, who was back from the latest mission that included the cleaning up of the last of the Luigila Familigia.
Yamamoto touched the cold hand of the brunette that has bandages wrapped around his body, "Wake up, Tsuna, we are all waiting for you."
Gokudera put his spectacles down, sighing aloud, "Reborn was here a few hours ago but he went off in stead of Tsuna for a meeting with the allied familigia. The bucking horse was crying buckets for a few days before his subordinates have enough sense to drag him away to finish up his paperwork."
Gokudera stood up and approached the man on the bed. He sat down on the bed and stroked the sleeping lion, currently curled up on the top of his owner's head.
"It's time to wake up, Tenth."
A warm touch made Gokudera flinch, his eyes widened for a second before a smile graced his face.
"Hayato... Takeshi..."
"TENTH!"
"TSUNA!"
"Are you guys.. alrig..ht?" Tsuna's voice was hoarse, expected of, as he has yet to use it for a week.
Yamamoto nodded his head as a tear rolled down his cheeks, "Yes... No one was hurt except you..."
"Thank.. god.."
Gokudera smiled widely before putting his hand on the shoulder of his Sky, "Mission Accomplished, Tenth. All was completed without as much as a scratch."
Mission Accomplished – Fin
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Minium Black: a reddish oxide of lead (Pb3O4) used as a pigment in paints and in glass and ceramics
The operation name was used this way because "Minium" was more of like blood and all, but at the same time it is the essence of paints, just like how evacuating the people in the mansion (essence of the mansion) was important. Black was used here because of the how bleak the situation was (only one person that could fight and the other guardian was injured).
Finally! I took three days just to have this drafted out! Treat it as a christmas special and a gift to you guys! How was the involvement of the characters? There is a little of Varia and Dino in here! I'll try to include more Reborn in the next chapter, how does that sound?
I felt that this chapter was not done that well, especially the ending as it seemed rather rushed but I had no way to end this without it being sort of draggy. Well, what do you think?
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