Chapter 2: Reborn

Iemitsu had been receiving letters from Nana as of late but he had never once tried to read them. It was cowardly but he had feared whatever his wife had to say to him. He was sure she was angry and he didn't blame her. She had every right to be angry at him for leaving her as soon as they had gained a child, a mute son.

She would probably think he was some bastard who hated the fact that his son was mute and even if it wasn't the truth, his actions reflected it.

He didn't hate Tsuna nor did he find it dismaying that his couldn't speak. He had already fallen in love at first sight to his baby boy as soon as he had held him for the first time. What kind of father—no, man—was he if he let this minor issue bothered him?

What he was fearing and considering the most was the Vongola. He knew that Tsuna had the Vongolo blood running in his veins—he was a descendant of Vongola Primo himself—and he was pure and innocent, so untouched by the sins and wrath of mafia. Despite the lack of training—or strength for the matter—Tsuna was the ideal and needed heir for the corrupted and bloodied Vongola Family so that they could regain their original purpose.

So the blond wouldn't regret his decision in staying away. He would hate that he was not there in his son's growth but he would not regret his decision. He wouldn't make any contact with his family until it was safe, until the heir to the Vongola was announced, until he was sure that Tsuna wouldn't be a candidate to be a mafia boss.

However, it certainly didn't mean that Nana and Tsuna couldn't contact him or that the blond couldn't read their letters. He was just a fool who didn't want to know what they had felt in his abundant.

Yes, it was cowardly but he was a coward fool, who knew that his two most important people would resent and hate him for what he had done and he didn't want to see, hear or know them. Ignorance was bliss after all.

"Boss, there's a letter for you again," a light brown-haired woman dropped another letter to the already tall pile of letters and fixed her eyeglasses. "You know, boss, if I had to comment, you should read at least one of those letters sent by your wife."

Said boss grumbled in disagreement and shook his head while another feminine voice said roughly, "Give it up, Oregano. That idiot is too stubborn for his own good."

"You're right about that, Lal Mirch," Oregano stared at the other person and sighed. "Still, it would be nice if he stop being an idiot and man up."

"It wouldn't be Iemitsu if he isn't an idiot," Lal snorted and fixed her gun while counting how many letter Iemitsu received on that day. She smirked a little, "Twenty letters already? That's make eighty letters this week. The idiot's wife is really devoted."

"The idiot is right here and he is your boss," Iemitsu glared at his two subordinate. "So don't talk like I'm not there or call me an idiot!"

The two woman just stared at hi blankly before shrugging at the words. They left soon after a long teasing and mocking to their boss.

The blond Mafioso sighed in his seat. It was hard when the other male members of CEDEF weren't there. The female members were hard to get along with and they would often comment about something concerning anything that catched their eyes.

On another note, he trailed down at the letters Nana delivered. They were right. He needed to read even just one of them. He needed to reply as well though actually, he had already written some drafts of the letter he wanted to send. It was just they weren't any good and he just left them be. He never send even one letter.

Finally, a deity had enough and made it possible to deliver said letters to Nana and Tsuna by the end of the day in the form of the greatest hitman.

Reborn sneaked in the room without the other finding out and took those unsent letters. He had been asked—AKA, annoyed to hell until he agreed—by a fellow Arcobaleno about the blond's idiocy again and that he had to give those letters to Iemitsu's wife.

He quickly went out of the room after getting the letters and went on the journey to Japan. It was time to meet the CEDEF boss's family though he was more interested in meeting the guy's son than the wife. Iemitsu had personally cut of any contact with the two to protect the little guy and Reborn was intrigued.

What had caused the idiot to not make his son the heir to the Vongola like he wanted to?

His question was easily answered when he had met the Sawada residents.

Reborn knew Iemitsu acted out of hand in some cases and it only made things worse but he knew he was no fool. When he had laid his eyes on the blond's family in Namimori, especially the small boy, he knew that the guy had done something that—while indirectly a betrayal to the Famiglia—was what a father should do.

At first, it was noticeable how quiet the boy was though sometimes if the hitman observed him further, it would lead to the boy being anxious. His intuition was strong at a young age but that was it. Other than the High Intuition, the boy showed no potential of being useful to the Vongola.

This child, Tsunayoshi, was even mute. Reborn had an idea it was the main reason why Iemitsu tried to protect them. Having no voice would be dangerous if the boy was in trouble and needed help. The boy would have been more of a burden to the Vongola.

However, his observation was meaningless after he had come in contact with the two Sawada.

Despite being alone, the woman, Nana, held the small family together. She still talked about Iemitsu to the child, making the child know that he still had a father out there. She explained things to the boy that were not known to other children. She raised her son with love, care and discipline.

In exchange, Tsuna listened to her mother wholeheartedly. He believed everything his mother said—or tried to. The boy's intuition let him know that when Nana talked about his mother, it was sometimes a lie yet he never questioned it.

Reborn felt a tug in his side and looked at Tsuna, who had done it. "What?" he watched as honey-brown eyes stared at the kitchen before going back to him with nervousness and determination—an odd combination, it was.

It was supposed to be impossible to communicate with a mute without papers with words they want to hear when the mute was too young to know how to write but for this boy in front of him just by looking at his eyes, the hitman knew want he had wanted.

'Let's eat together,' those honey-brown eyes with hinted orange told a story in them.

"Ah," he ate with child, noting how his face showed him more emotions than any words did. He knew that it was there, the untapped potential that would lead to be the greatest and he wanted to train it himself. Let him drown himself to the small yet bright powerful Sky.

And there, Reborn knew that Iemitsu wasn't just protecting his family—this Tsunayoshi—from rival families but he was also protecting him from the Vongola.

His dark orbs watched the woman read the letters that he had given. He wondered what was written in them but then smiled softly at this family, already having an idea.

"That idiot, he just ranked up...from the Mafioso to a father. No matter how much of an idiot he was, he was a father."

A/N: Augh...this chapter stressed me because a part of me hates Iemitsu in the canon but in here, it's like I like him... Haaa, let's see...Reborn's done, I should go for the guardian now...or should I go with Nono or other characters? Iemitsu, perhaps? Ah, decisions...decisions~ Anyway, hope you guys like it! (You know, Reborn seems to be OOC in this chapter, did I fail his character?)