Chapter 5: Family
What Giotto had predicted was right. His friend had really gotten suspicious of his unusual disappearance—not to mention, the number of days they caught the guy daydreaming when he's present—and of course, the first to act was always his loyal best friends, G and Asari Ugetsu.
At least, the blond Mafioso wouldn't expect his descendant to be traumatized yet. The two were after all the most reasonable type out of all his Guardians...in some cases.
G was expecting worse had come since his blond friend had stopped appearing for at least a month by now but he clearly never thought he'd lived—technically, he was already dead but still—to see the guy, he had followed and respected with his life, having a glaring competition to some brat that looked like a mini-Alaude.
Now, the first thing that crossed the two newcomers were "how did the brat/boy see Giotto" but then, they just guessed it had something to do with the black-haired boy being a descendant though that was still a surprise itself. Normally, even some of their descendants couldn't see them unless they willed it.
So they moved to the next question: "Why was Giotto and the little boy glaring at each other?"
A slight movement let them see the cause and they couldn't held back the gasps that escaped their mouths.
The boy, no older than four, was the exact copy of their boss except for the hair color and eyes and he was staring at them with big innocent eyes that they never thought of seeing in their life.
"Giotto?" G almost wondered if the boy was really his dear friend but then again, Giotto was already standing—or flouting—and looking like his old self. "No, a descendant..."
Pair of golden hue reflected surprised at the sight of the two ghostly males. "G? Ugetsu?" the blond muttered, trying to hide a smaller figure,which the two noted suspiciously. "What are you two doing here?"
The red-haired male was tempted to twitch. "We should be asking you that," he stated tensely. "We were wondering and worrying why you haven't gone back for weeks now so we came to see you,who is just playing with kids..."
"Seriously, Giotto, what the he—"
Ugetsu cleared his throat, interrupting the curse and side-glanced the children who were watching intently and the message to not swear or fight in front of children was sent because the irritated male backed down and simply glared at his sheepish boss.
The Vongola Primo was right to be apologetic. He never really did notice the days that went by since he was making sure the ungrateful brat—Kyoya smirked in triumph as if he knew that Giotto was displeased with him—would do nothing to his descendant.
However, he never got the chance to say something. Tsuna made his appearance to the two newcomers and with unusual found courage, he tried to look intimidating to the people, who seemed to make his ghostly friend sad.
'Don't bully Giotto-san!' he surprised everyone else when his eyes shined brightly with a hint of orange hue in them. 'Fighting is bad!'
Blinking, G and Ugetsu found themselves oddly following the silent order and relaxing in the boy's presence. They stared at each other before looking at the blond man who looked smug.
"How—? Did he—?" they couldn't even dare to think that someone else, other than the person they had followed until they died, could make them obey.
And Giotto smiled, "It's because it's Tsuna."
Somehow, the two Guardians found themselves believing this simple words.
The next to investigate—because now, G and Ugestu were also failing to come back—were the other three Guardians, Lampo, Alaude and Knuckle and again, they weren't expecting to see Giotto and G having glaring competition with some brat, who looked like Alaude while Ugetsu was playing with a mini-Giotto.
It didn't take a while to notice the darkening intent of one annoyed Cloud Guardian.
"So this is what makes three adults run away from their responsibilities?" Alaude scowled at his boss and the other two. "I don't really have time for slackers, Primo. You three do realize the amount of works that you left behind and that we had to do them for you three, don't you?"
G stopped glaring at Kyoya, feeling slightly guilty and coughed in embarrassment at forgetting something important, "Something important came out."
"Really?" the silver blond raised an eyebrow and stared at the two children, noting with mild interest that they're descendants. "Like babysitting children?"
"You know, if you guys were going to slack, you should have invited me," Lampo commented at the silent answer of the three males. "I wouldn't like babysitting but it's much better than being stuck with works. You know, they say people get peace when they die but all I got is plain hard work."
"I think that what they did were only right," Knuckle walked toward the two children, blinking in confusion when the taller boy tried to shield the brunet from sight. He smiled at the protectiveness finding it adorable to find two children close to each other. "May the God bless these children."
What surprised them was when the black-haired boy did an exact imitation of Alaude's scowl, "Who are you people?"
A hand was immediately by the boy's side to calm him down and the three Guardians watched in interest as the smaller boy stared down at the other with eyes telling, 'Don't fight. Be nice.'
Hibari was not one to obey but with big innocent eyes like Tsuna's, he backed down and settled with glaring at the newcomers instead.
Normally cold eyes narrowed in slight amazement. "A mute?" Alaude guessed, getting disbelief eyes from the two who didn't know the fact. "I'd never thought a descendant of yours will be a mute, Primo."
Giotto smiled fondly and patted said mute's head, "Yes, it's a shock but I wouldn't want Tsuna any other way."
"You're attached," deadpanned the other.
"Giotto," Knuckle and Lampo didn't know what to say to their boss. It was always a bad thing for dead people like to get attached with the living.
Pair of honey-brown eyes merely stared at them with hinted orange and they held their breaths. In those eyes, the message was clear.
'Are you enemies of Giotto-san?' hardened with protectiveness and determination, he frowned. 'Then, I won't allow you get near him!'
"He's amazing, isn't he?"
The Guardians didn't dare say to Giotto that he wore a fatherly smile.
"Well, isn't this just interesting?" Daemon Spade chuckled, finding the whole picture hilarious. He was just going back after some time and he had noticed that everyone was missing. He had only known to follow trails and it led him to the Sawada Family.
His amused eyes took in the small brunet cuddling with the glaring Cloud Guardian.
"What are you doing here?" the other hissed out in anger, tightening his hold to the small boy protectively. Giotto and the others were currently trying to give a hard scolding to Kyoya in treating people. The brat had almost stolen Tsuna's first kiss.
"Nothing much," smirked the Mist Guardian. "I just wanted to know why you people are ignoring your duties... Didn't think it was caused of a descendant. I thought it was forbidden to keep in contact with our descendants?"
"It is forbidden," Alaude removed his glance at the other male and softened his cold eyes at the sleeping boy. "But he's an exception."
Daemon didn't know why everyone was getting attached with the mute boy. He didn't see what was so special of the child. He's "an exception" and "amazing". Those were the words to describe Sawada Tsunayoshi.
His confused glance once again watched the First Generation of Vongola try to protect the brunet from the black-haired boy—who was without a doubt Alaude's descendant—before it turned to the infamous boy.
"Just what do they see in you?" he asked, not expecting the other to hear but he did.
Confused caramel eyes stared down at him unnerving before the small body walked towards him.
Tsuna took out his hand for the older male to take and smiled almost timidly. He glanced at him with warmth and looked back at the other, almost to ask, 'Do you want to join in?'
Somehow, the dark-haired was taken back to the past where he simply followed Giotto for fun and didn't think of ever betraying the man. He unconsciously grabbed the hand.
The youngest boy smiled wider as if the clear sky itself that accepted all.
If others were to describe Tsuna as amazing or an exception, Daemon would never admit it but for him, the boy was "family".
A/N: Sorry for being late! School was hard as always and there was no internet so I couldn't log in. I can only write in school for like recess or break (class time if I'm lucky) but I'm too cautious that I might get caught... And yeah, the whole First Gen but I'm still going to write them one by one but first, I'm going with Tenth Gen!