Chapter 8: Revelation

Sawada Nana watched her son played with his friends happily. She had never seen him this happy until the day she showed a picture of his father. She hadn't liked how his son was always alone because of his disorder and his lack of father. She had even thought she was the worst in raising his son when she found out he was getting picked on by other kids.

She sighed heavily. She didn't even notice the bullying one bit. She knew that the other children were avoiding Tsuna but she didn't realize it was escalating. She had only found out after Tsuyoshi and Amaya told her. That was a painful wake-up call and it made her realize how inattentive she was to his son.

The two Yamamoto tried to assure her that it was normal for the bullying was minor and unnoticeable but she didn't see it like that. She should have known something was wrong when her only child returned to her side with a slightly defeated look.

She wondered if Iemitsu was here, what would he do.

Nana wasn't cut out for this problem. She knew nothing to help his son and she wished that her husband was here. Her friends might help and provide her with comfort but it was different with Iemitsu. Others might think of the man as an idiot but he wasn't—she wouldn't have married him if he was.

He took family seriously and despite his easily-going and carefree character, he always thought the best for his love ones.

In truth, their first meeting wasn't sunshine and rainbows like everyone thought it was—Raven could attest to it. She didn't know what to think of the blond's quick attachment to her. She had thought he would be like the rest of her suitors—males looking for money or a piece of her before dumping her.

She was innocent, yes, but she had many friends, who had suffered from other males that she knew at least that.

However, Iemitsu was different. He never gave up from courting her and he had tried going slowly as well. Before she knew it, they had become close friends and she had ended up loving him.

Her delicate fingers touched her wedding ring and felt sadness overtake her emotions. She wondered when would her husband would visit. She was getting letters now but was it too much to ask for more?

Tsuna would be six by now. Giving him a few more years, Iemitsu wouldn't become a part of their son's childhood and Nana knew it would hurt the man. He was always the family man and he would have love it if he was with his first child in every step.

A soft touch made the mother snap of her thoughts and her hazel eyes stared at the small boy below. His big honey-brown orbs reflected confusion and worry.

"I'm fine, Tsu-kun," I answered the unvoiced question compassionately and motioned to the two children waiting for him with a reassuring smile. "You should go back playing with your friends."

She watched Tsuna nod obediently and go back to his friends. It was no use asking "what-if"s. She would just have to do her best.

Iemitsu stared at his boss in bemusement. "What is the meaning of this, Nono?" he would have lash out if it wasn't for his respect for the old man. "How can someone stole our information?"

"I'm afraid we have a traitor in our famiglia," Timotoe muttered grimly, his voice old and tired. "And though we had already captured him, our data base is already leaked."

"I'll try to get questions from the traitor," the blond said darkly. This was bad for their family. Knowledge of those information would endanger themselves. "Is that just what you want to say, Nono? I'll need to get the answers—"

"They knew about Tsunayoshi and Nana-san."

Iemitsu stopped breathing at the statement. No, it had to be a lie. There was no way that information should be known. He had tried everything in his power to cease any suspicion about him having a family. He had cut off connections.

However, staring at his lifetime boss, he knew it was the real deal.

He breathed in and out, trying to come down. "Nono, I...," he bit his lips. He wanted to check on his family to keep them safe but he also had responsibilities to the Vongola.

And if he did check on his family, what would he say? What would be his explanation to his disappearance?

There was an Omerta—a vow of silence—planted in his life. He couldn't possibly mention about mafia when Nana and Tsuna would be unwillingly prompted to live in mafia as well. They would be in danger and they were untrained. He feared their deaths more than he feared his.

"Iemitsu, go. I'll be there as well," the Ninth boss gave a sympathetic glance and smiled softly. "Family comes first."

The Young Lion of the Vongola felt his mouth go dry and he could just nod in gratitude. Before he fully left to prepare his leave, he gave a pleading glance at his dear friend.

"Nono, please, the candidate...," he bowed his head in shame because he knew this was too much. He knew that he was indirectly betrayed the Vongola with what he wanted but he needed to do this for Tsuna's future. "...don't make my son one of the candidates for the Vongola Decimo."

Timotoe closed his eyes. "I can't make promises if I see the potential, Iemitsu," he answered after some moments of silence. "But I can try."

"It is more than enough," Iemitsu smiled sadly and left the old man alone in his thoughts.

Giotto was having a bad feeling since the day started and he didn't think he was the only one by how Tsuna was being jumpy. He didn't like it. His intuition was hinting him of a change for Tsuna's life—good or bad, he didn't know.

"He's going to be okay, Giotto," G assured him but the blond couldn't help his anxiousness. His previous descendants were all part of mafia so he didn't need to worry about them dying young most of the time. Tsuna was his first untrained civilian descendant.

The Vongola Primo watched said boy in worry as the brunet was playing with his two friends. "I don't know about that," he confessed sadly. "He isn't even in mafia and he is already suffering because of it. He lost his father because of mafia and is being bullied by his lack of father and his muteness."

"It was Iemitsu's choice," his red-haired friend sighed heavily, a cigarette being lighted. "Although the Vongola is indirectly the cause, it was still his choice and he made it for his family. People are just too judgmental and idiotic at times."

Seeing a familiar gesture, the ghostly figure smiled slightly, changing the topic, "Don't smoke, G."

A simple snort was the reply he received.

However, he was immediately on guard when he noticed a shadow observing the three children play in the park. He was certain that Tsuyoshi and G also saw this by the narrowing of their eyes.

"G—"

"I'm going to check it out," the Storm Guardian didn't even him finished and was already on the move.

Giotto chose to get closer to the three descendants and even though they gave him a confused glance, they continued to play—although, they did seem to be more alert than usual. He knew that he wouldn't be much of a help since he was just a memory but it didn't mean he was not going to do anything.

He'd rather go through the pain of dying again than see his and his guardian's descendants in danger.

G went by his side and reported lowly, keeping an eye out from the three curious boys, "Information got leak and some assassin are here for Tsuna."

Dread filled his mind and Giotto could only say one word.

"Fuck."

Jade: About time I used the mafia themes and about time, I left a cliffhanger! Actually, this is an original chapter. I thought of this while thinking of the first chapter. I just never had the right time. Anyway, this was not supposed to be a cliffhanger. I already had the idea on how it will go but like I mentioned, it's about time I left a cliffhanger.

(Evil mode: MWUAHAHAHA! YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO REALLY WISH YOU DIDN'T GET TO THIS CHAPTER AND THE NEXT CHAPTERS! I'M IN FULL MODE FOR DARK THEMES! AND I'M BORED AS HELL SO I'M WARNING NOW!)