RETURN TO THE HOMELAND – MR REBORN
Near the Shimon Family Warship
As the battle between the mafia and rages on, countless people die. The Yakuza have greater numbers than even the combined forces of CEDEF and the Shimon family. The Shimon family is of course a very small family. Until recently they had been hidden to the world, waiting to take their revenge on the Vongola.
The Shimon family had only recently emerged once again yet right now they are dying. One after another. Shitt, Kaoru, Julie, Adelheid, Rauji and Koyo.
The entire Shimon family is dead, save one man.
Enma fails to realise what is going on all around him as he holds his bloody teacher in his arms. While everyone else is already dead Reborn may soon be joining them.
"REBORN" Enma yells.
Reborn struggles to open his eyes, eventually separating his eyelids his vision is filled with his most recent student. Reborn groans in pain before stretching out his senses. He realises that the Shimon family are dead and that he should tell Enma. The tutor makes a different decision though; he decides to just relax for a moment.
"Come on, we need to get you to Shamal" whispers Enma as he stands up.
Reborn groans in pain once again as Enma lifts the Arcobaleno.
"It's too late for that Enma" explains the tutor, "I have gone so far now, my death is already inevitable, nothing can be done about it".
"Don't talk like that". Enma sheds a tear, he has only been with the Hitman Tutor for a short while but has already come to rely on him.
"I'm a hitman Enma" Reborn looks into his pupil's eyes, "trust me, the only way for me to have a painless death is to stay right here".
Reborn says that just to comfort Enma. The death is by no means painless, it's just the least painful it could possibly be.
"I would have liked to have taken that easy retirement on the beach" smiles Reborn, "Perhaps it was my destiny to never take on an easy student".
Enma laughs through his tears before his eyes move down for a moment, "I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you, I couldn't give that to you".
Reborn shakes his head, "You didn't need to protect me Enma, after all, you are my student".
Enma thinks back to all the lessons that Reborn has taught him. How to fight, how to talk to important people, how to deal with his family, even how to relax properly.
"I applied for that university you recommended to me" Enma begins with his eyes closed, "I am always looking for ways to improve my family".
"We are starting to expand, we are doing more charity and community work" continues the Shimon boss, "I was learning so much in the short time you were with me".
Enma sniffles and his tears begin to truly flow, "And there's so much more I want you to teach me Mr Reborn".
Reborn realises how close he has become to Enma and tries not to cry himself. "Don't cry now Enma. If there is a god then he is not from the Yakuza, he is waiting for me and I'm sure he has a big beach up there in the sky that would be just perfect".
"But you still have a duty to carry out" Reborn instructs Enma with a whisper, "Remember that if even one member is still alive the will of the family will carry on. That is what the dying will flame is meant to be, the will of those who are dying and in my opinion the dead".
"So if one member of my family, the Vongola family, is to survive they are depending on the help of the Shimon family" the Arcobaleno says as he taps Enma's forehead.
"I can't help them myself, so I'm leaving my responsibilities to you Enma".
Reborn's eyes slowly shut as Enma's eyes are fixed wide open.
The Hitman Tutor Reborn, is dead.
Enma looks around for a way to bury Reborn but can find no suitable means of doing so. The red-haired Shimon family boss decides to cremate his teacher using the ultimate dying will flame.
Enma spends a few moments scattering Reborn's ashes in the sea before he finally regains his senses.
'Are my family… all dead...'.
Enma no longer cries but instead grinds his teeth in fury. He looks at the invading Yakuza members, as they gradually overpower the last members of the CEDEF.
Enma is the only truly major power on this battlefield.
"YAKUZA" he yells, "NOT A SINGLE ONE OF YOU IS LEAVING HERE ALIVE".
Near the Mafia Police Warship
The battle has favourable conditions for Bana, the wind is at a low enough speed such that his arrows aren't greatly affected. His opponent uses projectiles with less mass than his own and his opponent is larger than him and should therefore have a harder time dodging.
The battle also has one key disadvantage for Vongola Bana. His friends are in close proximity. Whether purposefully or not, Gon's choice of attacks have led to Bana getting closer and closer to his officers.
Bana fires another arrow at Gon, full speed and full power, all out is the only answer for the second strongest mafioso from here on out.
Gon replies in kind, throwing a dart that collides perfectly with the arrow. The centre of the collision becomes the focus for a huge outward force, something that would affect normal men and women but not the Yakuza and Mafia members fighting nearby.
"Are we going to keep going back and forth like this all day old man" goads Bana, not wanting this to turn into a contest of stamina. Such a contest could never be won while going all out. "Or do you have something more up your sleeve".
Gon sighs, "It's a pity, you are such a promising young man. Come on, let's finish this".
The previous actions are taken once again. Bana puts his full strength into firing an arrow at Gon and Gon replies by throwing a dart as hard as he can at Bana. The two objects collide in mid-air. This time, something is different.
As the two objects collide, Gon's dart seems to move along the length of Bana's arrow before the two projectiles separate and carry on with slightly different paths.
'It changed' Bana says to himself.
As his arrow continues into the atmosphere, Bana notices that the collision wasn't meaningless this time.
Unimpeded and with near full force Gon's dart hits Bana in the chest.
Everything goes black for Bana for a moment. He yells to himself in his head though, 'No, you have to stand up, your family are here'.
The chief of the Mafia Police realises he is falling through the air and quickly steadies himself using the ultimate flame.
"How…" Bana mutters while locking eyes with Gon.
"It's not a complicated thing, your power is truly amazing, clone of Primo" the elderly man begins, "But darts are much easier to control than arrows, if I am to adjust my aim slightly, I can hit you while avoiding being hit myself".
"I refuse to believe you can do it again" huffs Bana as he fires at his opponent once more.
"Foolish" Gon curses under his breath as he repeats his pervious action.
Now Bana has two darts lodged in his chest.
"BANA" yells Kyoko as she begins to run towards her boss.
"GET BACK" the blonde clone yells as he yanks the darts from his chest.
Kyoko stops with a look of shock all over her face. 'Are you really going to die… please, let me help you?'.
As if reading Kyoko's mind Bana explains, "If everything I care about dies along with me then I will have truly failed, SO RUN".
"Bana…" Kyoko starts.
Bana stumbles along with blood pouring from his chest. He slowly approaches Gon despite his weakened state.
"I have shown you with absolute logic that you cannot win, so why do you keep going" Gon asks in a way that is more curious than condescending.
"I know I can't win" explains the blonde, "I'm not as strong as Tsuna, I'm not as good a boss, I know that".
"I know that I am a clone of Vongola Primo, no, that I am the son of Vongola Primo and that I can never be as good as him… I KNOW THAT".
"I still have to fight you though; it doesn't matter if I win or lose".
"I will buy time for my friends to escape even if I have to lose because if one person with the dying will flame escapes… then we still have hope, SO FIGHT ME".
The Mafia Police watch on in amazement.
"Bana…" sobs Kyoko.
"Tsk" grunts Lancia.
"Boss" Sorata starts.
Tokata opts against speaking and decides to lower his head in respect. His thoughts are interrupted by his fellow guardian.
"You can win, go for it, beat him" smiles Kyoko.
"Yeah" Sorata says with a hint of surprise, "You've got this, you can beat anybody".
"Go for it" Tokata yells.
"We're all right here boss, remember the most important part of the dying will flame is the part that concerns your will" Lancia reminds his boss.
Bana smiles, "What am I supposed to do with officers like you guys".
Bana gathers the last of his flames on his fist and swings them at Gon.
Gon dodges with ease and throws a dart into Bana's back, the point blank range leading all who are watching to believe that the clone's dead.
"BANA" screams Kyoko as she runs over and catches the bowman before he falls into the water.
Gon looks at the young woman before him with sympathy in his eyes. "He's not dead… I appreciated his act of courage so I will let you all live today".
"It's not like our boss… it's not like god needs you guys dead; he is only worried about Sawada Tsunayoshi".
"So young lady, consider my act of charity and your boyfriends wishes… run" emphasises Gon as he turns his back and flies back towards the nearest Yakuza warship.