*** E D I T: Sept 9th/2018. Added a little to Hana because she felt a bit bare-bones.

WARNING: Swearing. Picky use of Japanese words for things. MATURE SCENE, I repeat, a Mature Scene may trigger, I apologize in advance.

N O T E: As an AU this Tsuna will be different from canon!Tsuna. Different abilities, different character quirks, different ways of thinking. A lot of you may not like it, and you may really hate this because Tsuna isn't canon!Tsuna, and for that I'm sorry. His Sky will be unsealed later on when Reborn appears

Oh, and also there is that Canon Deviation in the summary, I really mean it. Cuore del Cielo ultimately follows the series but...~! *Ivankov Wink of Doom*

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Mazlum: There's some insight into Nana's head much later on in the Kokuyo Arc. :)

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"Memories warm you up from the inide. But they also tear you apart." ~ Haruki Murakami.

Over the next month Tsuna made some wonderful discoveries.

The static is warm and slightly prickly at all times, he only recently became in-tune with it enough to constantly sense its presence, and though it can't compare to the orange heat, to him it felt perfect all the same. Through trial and error, the latter being him was generally causing metal things to fly at him, he learned that focusing the static in certain areas affected him differently. Super-charging his brain allowed clearer and faster thought, allowed something like the self-awareness he'd had before the Sabotage and he could cut down on his accidents. Static in the skin made for vastly less bruises when dealing with bullies and doubled as a deterrent because they get zapped. By concentrating on a full-body activation of his static he can go fast and react almost instinctively, and is slightly stronger because flushing his body with green naturally reinforces his flesh.

With this blessing Tsuna started helping in the kitchen and doing the things he'd largely had to stop in favor of not bleeding.

o o o

Being Hibari's 'property' or however that confounding boy really viewed Tsuna, was certainly a change from how his school life before.

Usually twice a week Hibari appeared wherever Tsuna hid with a good book and merely stared his silent command of 'Come with me if you want to live' and Tsuna would find himself forced to climb a tree where he would sit and read quietly beside Hibari as the boy sat on a branch and surveyed the play ground like a hawk, which just about always lead to him leaving said branch and breaking up too-noisy gatherings of kids.

Every time Hibari went to peace-keep he would tell Tsuna to watch because he has to learn what it means to be a carnivore, which is to keep his territory peaceful and free of filth, like noisy bullies who stir up the other herbivores. Carnivores must also fight back in some way. They shouldn't bow to what they don't feel to be a higher authority, but they can, if they tolerate someone, consider their request and do it in their own way.

Confused and worried was mostly what Tsuna felt around his maybe-friend in the first few months.

Once in a while, when Tsuna could not escape from his bullies, Hibari would appear and break up the noisy after-school disruption. He always gave Tsuna a light whack for not defending himself despite knowing that Tsuna purposely did not fight back because he refused to abuse what he has and become what he hates. His only exception to using Static against other kids was when stepping in to distract them. He often lead them on a chase around Hibari's haunts to give the resident carnivore something to sink his teeth into. Occasionally Tsuna would receive a pat to the head, like a dog who did good.

As irritating as Hibari's habit of petting him was Tsuna was usually more amused by the older boy's awkward interactions with him. One that continued with his mama of the Poisoned Honey Smile.

On that note, evidently Hibari appreciates power in different forms if his quiet (and most importantly: willing) interaction with Nana means anything. It must be her growing ability to cow others into submission without touch despite looking like a delicate house wife. Tsuna appreciated Hibari's lack of disrespect toward his mama, otherwise he would have had to get himself bitten to death by telling him off.

Tsuna (only half serious) asked if Hibari liked meat, being a carnivore and all, and if so would he like some of his mother's beef rice? Hibari ended up eating the entire bento and left Tsuna with his original two salmon onigiri.

Ever since then each Gyūdon Night Tuesday, without fail, Hibari walked ahead of Tsuna by two steps and lead him home like it's the expected thing. These are the times that Tsuna has felt more in awe of his mama because she read into Hibari's reserved and cold demeanor and adjusted her sunshine-y love, exercising patience and being mindful of his personal-space rule. This went a long way in gaining the boy's total lack of hostility toward her, and Tsuna hoped that being the focus of his mothers arms-wide-open love gave him something he may not have otherwise. That, however, is Tsuna's Nana-influenced side talking, the side that occasionally gets him all concerned over other people's home lives despite his inability to do a damn thing.

Hibari's visits all coincided on the days his mama made a meat-hearty dish and this amused Tsuna more than it probably should have.

o o o

Namimori is a quiet seaside city in the prefecture of Tokushima. Surrounded by nature, full of clean parks and well-maintained urban areas, the peaceful city boasts a good police force thanks to a certain family. The education in all schools is praised, and recreational acitivities are many. The over all atmosphere of Namimori is part happiness and part tranquility as well, with a number of urban streets holding what the UK and USA call Street or Block Parties on pre-arranged days of the year. The economy of Namimori is also good and for the most part drugs on the street are myth. Namimori is generally considered by certain parties to be among the safest places to live in Japan, but this sprawling city of green and beauty is still where Tsuna found teenagers mutiliating his cat while planning an even worse end for her.

The city is not the perfect haven Iemitsu pictured for his wife and future children when he settled down temporarily. No, the depraved and cruel underside of humanity will always be there in any place, even one like Namimori with such pretty silk wallpaper hiding mold.

Tsuna had been feeling quite off all day. He had woken up with a dizzying headache and eyes that simply wouldn't focus through the sleepy haze that tenaciously held on. He ate a good breakfast and had a glass of orange juice, only to nearly throw up after he changed in the upstairs bathroom and was brushing his teeth. Waiting several minutes with a cold towel on his forehead left him feeling marginally better. Sometimes Tsuna could be ridiculously stubborn, and because the class idol Kyoko had promised to bring some home made mini cakes in with her lunch to share with the class, he was foolishly determined to go to school while obviously coming down with something.

Nana noticed that her son was a bit off. His face was slightly flushed and he ate much slower than he usually does. He didn't put up the half-hearted protest he usually voiced when she randomly plays with his hair while he eats, and he even let her fuss more than usual over his lunch. She was worried, but pressing her lips to his forehead only showed a mild fever and so she made him down some motrin and take a vitamin water with him. She told him to call her if he needed to come home and to NOT just brave through the day. Tsuna agreed.

To avoid unnecessary stress at lunch Tsuna ate under what had become known as Demon's Perch because that is, or was, Hibari's primary haunt. Hibari did not make an appearance that day, and after school Tsuna barely got away from a pair of bullies that had to push him around and cause him to cut his forearm on the rough gravel of a driveway a block from school. Tsuna was in a dark mood while trudging home, vividly aware of the blood dripping down his arm. Once home his bloodied limb had his mama worried and angry in her quiet way as she treated his arm with practiced ease.

As the sky was beginning to turn dark Nana prepared to leave and walk to a convenience store to buy candy for Tsuna. Normally she went alone because she trusted that Namimori is safe, but Tsuna's muffled Intuition, once known as Ghost Whispers in his private thoughts, told him to go with her and he did. They were on their way back under a night sky with not only snacks and sweets but two novels from a second-hand bookstore when they passed an alleyway. Hands yanked them into the unlit gloom and Tsuna quickly found himself being choked by a thick hand wrapped around his neck. His fingers and blunt nails did nothing but amuse the monster nearly crushing his throat.

Not three feet away his mama, terrified and whimpering, was being held by a different man in the same way only her hands were twisted behind her back. Both of their bags had spilled across the ground. She was staring at him in horror and tears were beginning to drip down her face.

"Stay quiet, kid, and this'll all be over soon for your pretty mom," Delinquent-1 growled from above his head. Horribly, both men wore ski-masks. It made them look anything but inhuman.

Terror and anger crashed through Tsuna, stealing the meager air he could get. He tried to summon his green electricity but it barely twitched under the combined stress of his cold and the attack. His headache was pounding viciously in time with his heart and he felt seconds from vomiting. Knowing how helpless he was turned Tsuna into a desperate animal, writhing and and trying to scream around the hand squeezing his throat. When he managed to stomp his attacker's foot this did no good.

"Gah! Fuck it, the kid's pretty looking too. We'll have fun with him before his mom."

Tsuna froze in confused fear, feeling like everything he is was turned to stone as Delinquent-1 let go of his neck long enough for his arms to be restrained in one bruising hand and for a filthy hankerchief to be crammed it into his mouth deep enough to nearly choke him. Then his favorite Inuyasha t-shirt was ripped open like it was made of paper and the sweaty hand of the bastard holding him pawed his chest, sending the boy into a frenzy as he struggled and tried to stomp on Delinquent-1's foot. This did not go unpunished. Tsuna felt the bastard's nails dig into his soft flesh and tear across his chest, ripping a muffled scream from him.

Being terrified and distracted meant Tsuna did not see his mama's face. She had gone stiff, every one of her muscles tensing to the point of pain. Revulsion, fury and terror raged behind her breast as her little boy began to cry and his shirt was ripped. These two men threatened to rape her precious child, they were terrifying him, and after the Delinquent-1 went and shed her son's blood Nana, for the first time in her life, snapped, and magnificently at that.

The toxic mess of misery and loneliness she had secretly felt more than she would willingly admit, had combined with maternal rage and helplessness, and sudden fury toward Iemitsu for not being here to help. She needed to protect her precious little boy, and she would go to hell before she let anyone hurt her son in the way these monsters wanted to. But she was restrained and she couldn't move, and so she screamed behind the sweaty hand crushing her mouth.

Nana began to writhe violently and she bit the hand covering her mouth as a smothered part of her heart burst. She paid no mind to the blue-violet light that flooded the alley and swallowed both delinquents, filling them with more than enough mind-numbing terror combined with all her emotions to cause an overload in their brain. When both despicable men fainted she put them out of mind and rushed to her son, holding him tight as he pulled the dirty cloth from his mouth and coughed.

Being held in her arms made the world right again for Tsuna no matter the previous shock of what he went through or saw. He was safe, the bastards were made harmless by his mama's mysterious glowing mist, and she was holding him, healthy as can be. He was bleeding, yes, but it wasn't her so that was more than okay.

Tsuna almost clung to her as she moved away, bending down to Delinquent-1 with a disturbingly cool expression as she ripped off the mask in order to take pictures. She repeated the process with her assaulter, intent on never forgetting this incident, and once back with her son she almost carried him across the quiet street and did seat him on the bench. Tsuna was shaking, even summer evenings could be quite cool, and she removed her pink cardigan and wrapped her small son in it. To Tsuna's surprise his mama called Hibari after informing the police of the attack.

Five minutes later his friend appeared with a taller boy at his side, one sporting Elvis-hair. This Kusakabe was sent to handcuff the deliquents and to keep them there, and as a police car arrived Hibari was advancing on Tsuna.

Nana was on the phone with one of Iemitsu's work partners and petting her son's head to comfort him, but she was too frustrated and distracted by the run-around and misdirecting calls that simply would not let her get a hold of her husband, to listen to her son's interaction with his friend. The fact that she had mentioned an attack and still wasn't being put through was highly distressing and somehow not surprising in the least. Regardless of whatever was happening over there, it shouldn't matter more than their son. She shouldn't have to wait for his calls at times like this.

To his credit Tsuna did not try to hide behind his mama at the angry look on Hibari's face. He obeyed the silently glared command to show him his damage and lifted his head, clutching the cardigan tighter; Tsuna watched with morbid fascination the play of dark emotions across Hibari's face as he spotted the mess of red and darkening bruises Tsuna's pale, slender neck had. With reluctance he opened the cardigan and had to bite his tongue not to whimper at the dangerous snarl Hibari's face then formed.

In a bone-chilling voice soft enough to nearly count as a hiss Hibari said, "Why didn't you fight back?"

Tsuna shuddered, looking pale and faint as he pressed closer to Nana. "C-couldn't. I've felt... sick all day, with a headache and fever. I pr-probably shouldn't have c-come to school."

Hibari's face fell back to the default cold stare as he pressed his palm to Tsuna's forehead and hissed softly at both the heat and a the prickle of static. Perhaps it was the trauma holding back the blush of a fever but his Momonga did feel more than abnormally warm. Tsuna felt like he had a fire just beneath his skin. How he wasn't in obvious need of a hospital mystified Hibari and only justified his ongoing fascination.

"Stupid herbivore. If you do not recover from this I will bite you to death until you are literally dead."

Tsuna made a soft meep and quickly agreed. "I-I'll get better! I have to get stronger to protect mama." He glared darkly at the alleyway. "I will get strong and I won't let anyone touch her without getting what they deserve."

Hibari eyed him appraisingly before smirking and roughly patting Tsuna's soft and fluffy hair. If the older boy's hand lingered briefly, threading through the silky strands, the younger one was smart enough to not comment.

Days later Tsuna asked his mama if he could take martial arts lessons. Nana went one farther and entered both herself and her son in the highly praised Tsukinode Dojo, a two years recent establishment. Though Nana did not feel young enough to benefit as much as her son she enjoyed learning Aikido with him in addition to recording family only sessions for Iemitsu to watch, though she never did get around to sending them. While her boy insisted on learning Aikido with her his goal was ultimately mastering at least a portion of one art he studied up on: Karate.

Tsuna thought he couldn't love his mother more, nor feel closer to her, until they both began working hard to be stronger for the other and once again he found himself wondering how a man like Iemitsu managed to ensnare someone like his mama.

Along with the martial arts Tsuna began to run around the block while exercising his static to gain a longer use of it. The stamina training was a bonus. His Static practice was only helped by him needing to supercharge his brain for an hour straight in each Aikido class and his karate lessons, otherwise without his static he was No-Good Tsuna through and through. He would run for increasing amounts of time with the green static in his legs and head, and by the time he was eleven and four months old, Tsuna could channel the green into a full-body charge for 45 minutes in counting.

Nana even accompanied him on evening runs, intent on not letting her son alone in even dusk for a good, long while.

o o o

His day started out nice and peaceful, to the point where he was on edge and wondering what was coming for him. Tripping and bruising his knees aside, his day had been surprisingly nice. He stopped by the grocery store for his mama, picking up the necessities and a small treat for himself, and while jogging home he rounded a corner and saw an awful sight.

Two familiar classmates were being harassed by a group of three teenagers. Normally this wouldn't do more than piss Tsuna off, but Hana had a bruise and a bloodied lip, and Kyoko was clinging to her in clear fright and crying. Tsuna had sailed right by "angry" and landed in "rage monster" mode.

His eyes narrowed, glowing green and bright.

Tsuna calmly placed his groceries down and made his silent way over to the bullies until he stood behind the largest one. Neither Hana nor Kyoko noticed him, but everyone was alerted to his presence when he grabbed the leader and threw him into a nearby electrical pole, knocking him right out.

"Do you know what my useless father would do to you maggots if he saw you roughing up girls?" Tsuna cracked his knuckles and leveled his best Cyanide Smile at them, and he felt a rush of pride when the two others backed up and eyed him nervously. "Since he's old he can't lay a hand on you three, and seeing as I'm a kid I can get away with mauling you to the point where you can't leave the hospital for a week."

"Sawada! You idiot, just get out of here and find help!"

"Ts-Ts-Tsuna-san, please be careful!" Kyoko's tremulous voice fed his fury. She was such a sweet girl with a big heart, just like his mom, and both her and Hana (the latter mostly by default, and not without gently chiding comments) had been the only ones to show enough compassion to help him to the infirmary more often than not. To have her so shaken, to have Hana bleeding...

The two bullies left conscious found their strength in the girls wanting him to run and Tsuna channeled more static into his muscles and skin. Months of training in the Tsukinode dojo granted his heightened mental and physical ability more than just a shadow of the instincts he felt with his orange fire. Tsuna dodged out of the way of sloppy strikes, ducked, and he could not be touched by them. The boys were becoming desperate and when one of them took out a police baton Tsuna decided that tiring them both out would do no good, so he punched them hard in the stomach and when they were gasping on the ground he kicked them toward the leader. He'd woken up at some point and was looking at Tsuna with fear. Blood trickled down his face from some head wound. Only a twinge of guilt wormed its way into his heart then.

"Do you think it's still fun to beat on girls? To try and take advantage of them?" Tsuna said in a soft, dangerous voice as he moved himself to stand between the fallen and the girls. "Are you going to risk someone bigger and meaner than me getting back at you?"

"N-n-no!" Said the leader as he shook one his minions. "I'm sorry! We'll leave now!"

Tsuna shook his head. "No, the girls and I will leave. You should call for an ambulance and get that head checked out."

After that Tsuna calmed down and lost the distinct glow in his eyes. He turned to Kyoko and Hana and bowed to them briefly. "May I walk you two to your destination?"

The girls exchanged a look before they nodded. With his groceries in one hand he followed from behind, and as soon as they all rounded a corner Tsuna asked for them to hold on.

"This is, um, f-forward of me, Kurokawa-san, but, um... may I treat you?" Tsuna swallowed hard, ignoring how red his awkwardness was making his face become. "I-I mean, you're cheek is swelling up and-and I have something that can help your lip, so..."

"You have got to be the weirdest monkey ever," said the taller girl with a slow smirk. "But fine, I'll let you help me."

They found a nearby park and sat down. Tsuna pulled his little first aid kit before wetting a bandana and gently wiping at the blood that stained Hana's chin and obscured the wound. He had tiny butterfly strips and this would require him touching her lips and while his face steadily grew an alarming red, Tsuna dabbed at her lip with the dry part of his bandana until he could place the strip. With that done he hurriedly grabbed an instant cold pack and once he activated it he handed it over so she could put it on her swollen cheek.

"O-okay, that's all I can do," said Tsuna.

To his surprise Hana ruffled his hair and Kyoko, now no longer worrying about the former's injuries, suddenly began praising him for how well he treated her friend. Actually getting compliments from someone not his mama sent the boy shrinking in on himself and struggling to unlock his tied up tongue. Hadn't he just scared off bullies? Did he not just save them? Come on, show some consistent backbone! He put away his bottled water and placed the wet bandana in a baggy, and as soon as he'd put away his first aid kit and zipped his bag he was yanked to his feet by a smirking Hana. Kyoko had been kind enough to grab his grocery bags and handed them over. His thankful smile was slightly scared but there all the same.

"Shouldn't you be escorting us, monkey?"

"Yeah. S-sorry. Please call me Tsuna."

"Tsuna-san, thank you for helping us! My Onii-chan was kept back today for extra studies with the teacher. Oh, and please call me by my first name!"

"Same here, Tsuna-monkey."

"G-got it. So, where were you two headed?" Tsuna tried not to smile too much at how friendly they seemed now, because by tomorrow he was sure to be alone again.

o o o

The next day Hana and Kyoko shocked Tsuna by nabbing him at lunch and all but dragging him outside to eat with them. They exchanged a few edibles and Tsuna mainly listened to them talking girl stuff, homework, or a movie they were wanting to see on their Movie Night that Friday (unanimously decided on Ponyo among others), and basically Tsuna enjoyed sitting with people who weren't about to start throwing anything at him, or telling him to "be the carnivore he really is".

"Hey, Tsuna-monkey, want to watch some movies with us?"

Tsuna froze in the middle of biting into his onigiri. He turned to look at her, eyes wide and disbelieving. When she merely raised an eyebrow and did not yell 'HAHA, NOT, you actually believed me, loser?' he blushed and nodded, not trusting his words.

The next four days crawled by with Tsuna slowly learning more about his two new friends. Hana disliked macho stupid boys like Mochida and most other guys who threw their "big boy stupidity" around and expected every girl to like and follow them, and then she said Tsuna seemed mellow and less gorilla like than other boys their age. Tsuna, not knowing what to say, had shrugged and decided to take the odd compliment.

Kyoko wasn't fond of fighting, it had gotten her brother into some predicaments and given him a scar, but she was trying to understand and accept that her brother liked the thrill he felt in his favorite sport. She'd read studies and decided that Ryohei was addicted to chemicals the brain made when performing strenuous activities, like fighting or long, long runs. Tsuna then realized that Kyoko was fascinated by medical sciences and learning about the body, partly to make sure her brother ate well, slept when he should, and did not work himself into the ground, and partly because she enjoyed her extracurricular studies.

Hana, at one point, showed him her favorite book. The Art of War by Sun Tzu, an old book reprinted again and again throughout history. She liked strategy games and chess, and she liked to pick apart mystery books to figure out the ending before she finished it. Most of the time she claimed to figure out who was the perpetrator. Same with mystery movies and series. She wanted to write mystery books with strong female leads and good male characters, but the examples around her are less than ideal. Except him. Maybe.

Hibari livened up those four days by stealing him from the 'noisy female herbivores'. The first time he was dragged away by his uniform shirt the future prefect had waited until they were out of earshot before being openly displeased by Tsuna finding herbivores to spend time with. At first this scared Tsuna because he was worried the Skylark would try to control his life and his choices, but then his tentatively named "friend" went on to say that carnivores tended to gather their own people to call their property, protect, and rule (which really worried Tsuna), so he commended the Momonga on beginning his own 'pack' already. Hibari admitted to not being interested quite yet despite having Kusakabe* as his underling leading other stragglers, and Tsuna had the feeling that Hibari had a lot of assumptions and thoughts that would really drive him half-way to crazy town by more exposure.

On Movie Night, which was changed to Saturday, Tsuna was ambushed by his ecstatic mamma and forced to carry a box of rich chocolate cookies in addition to his backpack, which had been packed for a sleepover. The walk to Kyoko's was a bit nerve-wracking. Tsuna knocked and waited exactly twenty seconds before the door was ripped open and he was yanked in by Ryohei, Kyoko's obsessed-with-boxing brother.

"Hiieee! S-sorry, is m-movie night not-"

"Sawada! Thank you EXTREMELY for saving my sister and Hana!" Ryohei pulled the mildly panicking boy into a hug that made him turn to stone. "I've been busy with boxing until now, sorry I haven't thanked you!"

"Onii-chan!" Kyoko came running down the stairs with Hana and tugged her brother's sleeve. "I don't think Tsuna-kun can breathe!"

Hana, meanwhile, calmly pinched Ryohei's wrist in a way that made him drop the poor Sawada who had swirls in his eyes. Ryohei laughed, pulling Tsuna up, and proceeded to go sprinting out the door in running clothes.

"You're brother is interesting, Kyoko-chan..."

She smiled sweetly at Tsuna. "I know, he's so cool and strong!"

Hana laughed and pulled her two friends along. "C'mon, the popcorn is waiting and we have two other movies to watch after Ponyo!"]

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- Tsuna has an affinity for the heat side of the Flames, and because the cold kept his Lightning from leaving him for attacking, his body instinctively used it to burn out the cold in a way.

- ABOUT THE SEAL: When the whole Piero attacked by thugs fiasco happened and the seal was damaged by Tsuna's creating rudimentary Sun-Type Sky, it created a chink that could have caused him to lose his Sky. Instead, when the Lightning basically filled in what had crumbled, it still left Tsuna somewhat open Sky-wise. SKY MAGNETISM is something he still has for the most part, because the stabilized seal lets only minute amounts through. One could say this Sky Magnetism is causing the bullies that like to bother Tsuna.

NOW... I cannot even word how happy I am that chapter 1 and 2 went over so well, that people are enjoying what I so enjoyed writing! Here's hoping chapter 3 goes over okay too! I'm happy with how I've written it but also pretty nervous over how it will go over. Please read, review, and don't be afraid to complain as long as there's some legit critique in it!