Disclaimer: I do not own KHR. If I did, I wouldn't be writing this TT^TT

2023 me; We need a reboot. I swear to all that is holy, its been YEARS.

Chapter 7: Fortune Teller

It was the month of October. The month where you could dress up as whomever you liked for once, whether it'd be a potato or a book. You'd earn candy from house to house just by saying Trick or Treat. October meant Halloween. It also meant that Tsuna's and Tsuri's birthdays. Another year older, and not much change except their house. Their mom always went overboard with food and it could never be eaten whole, but maybe, just maybe, they'd have a bigger gathering this time where it would be enough.

Their school hours went normally as usual. Tsuna had tripped once, had failed his math test and almost ate another poison bento made by Bianchi. Tsuri was being a smart ass in English causing Nezu to drop her recent test grade and burned her hand in Home Ec. They didn't let it faze them though. The twins decided not to say anything about their birthdays to anyone, more like make sure because it never boded well. Something always happened whenever someone congratulated them and it was better to just keep it on the down low. Besides, maybe Reborn already told their friends already, so there was no need to even mention it.

They were short on time though. Their birthday was in two days and the y still hadn't gotten a chance to get anything. So, both twins planned today carefully. They would go to school, get some ideas for presents to give each other during lunch on their own and then make up some errand excuses to go get them separately.

The only ones out of the plan at the moment were their two friends to whom they always walked home with.

"Yo Tsuri, Tsuna!" Yamamoto called out to them as they exited the gate of Namimori Middle. "Are you guys heading home?"

"Juudaime!" Another voice popped out next to the baseball star. "I'll accompany you home!" Tsuri's eye twitched when the silver head stuck his tongue right out and told her to beat it.

Tsuna smiled wearily. "Uh... Actually I-I'm heading somewhere else right now," he said.

"Reborn sent me on another errand so…." Tsuri was about to march off to the right direction at the same time Tsuna was aiming for the left when the other two blocked their paths.

"Something's up with you two..." Yamamoto crossed his arms and narrowed his amber eyes suspiciously.

"For once, I agree with the baseball freak. Stupid copy, what's going on?" Gokudera glared at her.

"What makes you think something's going on? Reborn is my tutor and if I don't get him his coffee beans and desert for today he's not going to be pleased" Tsuri lied with a scared expression.

Tsuna raised an eyebrow, also suspicious. Tsuri wasn't a good liar when it came to their mafia tutor. Familiar with his facial emotions since childhood, Tsuri sighed, roamed through her bag and took out a white sheet of paper with scribbles to answer his mental question.

'Baka Tsuri. Go get more coffee and some sweets for Maman. If you don't…'

Tsuna yelped and gave her back the paper.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

Tsuna took out a yellow sticky note. "Kaasan ordered some boxes from the homeware store and asked me to pick them up."

Yamamoto stared at the twins weirdly. Gokudera cocked his head to the side, not understanding their behavior.

'Ne, they seem like they don't believe us. Should we take one of them with us?'

"Hah?" Tsuri said outloud in annoyance.

"Its getting dark. Its dangerous for you to be out without anyone," Tsuna pointed out and crossed his arms. "We can just do our errands together if that's—"

"NO! No way erm…" Tsuri turned the idea down in panic. If they did that then she wouldn't be able to buy and hide her gift from him. "Fine, i'll take one of them with me."

Tsuna nodded and turned to the lost duo. "Yamamoto, Gokudera-kun. Would you like to come with us?"

"Of course Juudaime!"

"Sure! I don't have anything else to do right now. where to?"

"Tsuna's heading over to the market plaza where the homeware store is, and I'm going to the bakery."

"Oh, how convenient! My dad's sushi restaurant is just by the plaza," the baseball player slung his shoulder around Tsuna. "I'll tag along."

"No way baseball freak! I'll go with Juudaime!"

"Then who'll go with Tsuri? Its getting dark and she could be in trouble."

'Its not like he'll want to though but…' Tsuri muttered and took a deep breath, praying for patience.

"I actually have to head out now, they'll be closing soon. Gokudera, do you want to come?" Gokudera stopped protesting, surprised that she had actually offered him to come along for once.

Tsuna sighed in relief. "That would be helpful, thank you Gokudera-kun!" Gokudera couldn't even refuse since he got his boss' okay. He blushed with pride that he was aiding him from his mental troubles. "Leave it to me Juudaime! I'll make sure to bring your stupid copy home safe and sound."

Tsuna laughed nervously, hoping the two wouldn't go overboard with their spasms of anger. If he saw a building lit on fire on the news, he'd know it was because of them. "I'll see you at home okay? Don't be late!" Tsuna walked to the left with Yamamoto leaving Tsuri and the silver head alone by the gate.

She took another breath and opened her eyes. 'Peace. Peace.' "Shall we go?"

"Tch."

"Click that tongue of yours again. I dare you."

...

...

The bakery's scent was filled with a familiar, warm, baked smell of fresh pastries. the bakery smelled of fresh bread and buttery pastries as it sat inside glass cabinets that were designed especially for the sole purpose of displaying its delicious delights. One large window allowed light into the shop, while a smaller one provided enough warmth throughout the space to provide comfort for those who came to enjoy a sweet treat. It wasn't the kind of smell you would ever find anywhere else on Earth.

The bakery belonged to a short old woman whose face was painted like a beautiful sunflower in the light, and who carried herself as though every action took care not to disrupt the peaceful peace that surrounded her. She always wore an apron made of soft cotton and white linen, and had just finished sweeping away the countertops before heading outside to tend to the customers.

Tsuri loved to come to this bakery. Everything was warm, quiet and calm and it soothed her inner self; as if she were wrapped around with the softest blanket in the world.

The old lady's dark green eyes looked around until she found Tsuri, her usual customer and a boy who appeared desperate to get their purchase over and done with by the front counter.

"Welcome! Tsuri-chan," she greeted happily. "its so good to see you."

"Good afternoon Hinata-san." Gokudera recoiled, seeing a warm and sincere smile in Tsuri's features. He clearly wasn't used to it so having it in front made him super uncomfortable. Good, she looked over to him. Its better than having him pick a one-sided fight in front of a sweet old lady.

"What will it be today?"

"Can I get a pack of the Italian ground coffee beans from last time? Oh and um," Tsuri took the note out again. "A strawberry shortcake?"

The lady in the counter nodded and turned to search around the pastry shop for the coffee. Tsuri turned to the silver head who had a new implanted scowl on his features. The customers and the workers inside the shop backed away from the intense atmosphere surrounding Gokudera. The old lady however, was unfazed and giggled.

"Is he your boyfriend Tsuri-chan?"

Both of the teen's faces became severely feverish. They both began stammering nonsense, trying to explain something that they definitely didn't want to say. Tsuri felt like dying from embarrassment and Gokudera felt like running away. It was clear that it couldn't be anything more but a friend thing if he came here with such a grim expression and with a scowl that repelled people. No doubt that the old woman had no idea what was going on and kept looking at them expectantly. Tsuri waved a hand to signal a no.

"He's my brother's friend. He came because Tsuna asked him to escort me safely."

"Ah yes," She said cheerfully. "Tsuna is a very caring young man." She paused, taking her glasses off, putting them back on to ring Tsuri's order up. With a respectful bow after paying for the content she and her bitter companion walked out of the sliding doors.

"Oi, now what? Are you done?" Gokudera asked harshly and earned a low glare from the girl.

"I can't believe Hinata-san asked me if we were dating. Clearly you don't look like someone who would date anybody." She made sure her items were secure and shook her head in embarrassment.

Gokudera coughed and returned the glare. "Are you finished or not?"

Tsuri pointed at the stationary store across the street. "See that place over there? They have something I need."

"What could you possibly want from there? I've seen your desk and you have enough supplies to last a lifetime."

" For crying out loud Gokudera. I'm not going there for me, I'm shopping for Tsuna's birthday present. See, I'm going to get him this cute Tuna charm I saw for his bag—" She yelped when the silver head hovered over her like a glitter covered wall.

"JUUDAIME'S BIRTHDAY?! HOW DID I NOT KNOW THIS! LETS GO QUICKLY BAKA WOMAN!"

"Okay okay, chill!" Geez," the brunette was taken aback when her companion was leading the errand this time. In his happy puppy form, he grabbed Tsuri's wrist to pull her along. Tsuri couldn't help but grin at the childlike action and readied herself to go get the rest of what she needed when her whole body paused itself.

Something was happening.

Her vision was swimming all of a sudden and a queasy icky feeling began to spread through her system. It was as if she had just gotten off a spinny ride and was trying to regain her balance. Faint, unfamiliar voices surrounded her, the tones harsh and full of judgement. Strange. The streets right now weren't as busy as they were for a weekend. No one but them and a few shop clerks.

"H-Hey… are you okay?"

She could hear Gokudera but she couldn't see him anywhere. What the hell was happening?

"Tsuri! Oi, Tsuri!"

'You're just a runt searching for a family. No one will ever accept someone like you. Get lost.'

'Did you hear? The Bocchama isn't the mistress' son!'

'You don't see it. You don't value it. I won't be coming back, Hayato.'

Tsuri clutched her chest, pain blooming all the way in her ribs, as if needles were stabbing her flesh. The smell of fresh blood wafted through her nose and a faint sound of a piano playing rung in her ears. She gripped her shirt tightly, the chest pain getting stronger by the minute, making it harder to breathe. She bent down on the cement, wheezing.

In alarm, Gokudera bent down as well to get her to snap out of whatever trance she was in. "Tsuri! Get a grip! Are you hurt?"

"I need to get his gift... I.." Her words were cut off as she coughed heavily from her chest ache. "Can't breathe." Tsuri gasped for air and coughed again as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. The world was swaying around her, like a boat on a stormy sea and the wind buffeted them both.

Then, Everything went dark.

With Tsuna

"So this is why you wanted to come alone?" Yamamoto laughed wholeheartedly after coming into another stationary store with Tsuna after picking up the boxes. Unfortunately, because he was carrying them with his arms, he had to rely on Yamamoto to lift some plushies up for him to see.

"Sorry…"

"No its fine Tsuna! I was actually looking at this place a few weeks ago and thought if she'd like something from here. But i didn't know both your birthdays were coming."

"I thought Reborn told you and Gokudera-kun about it," Tsuna said sheepishly. "Now you know."

The raven head began scanning the room for the perfect gift. He didn't know Tsuri much to know her taste, but he did know that whatever he or anyone got her, she'd be happy about it.

"Hm. Okay then. Lets see what we have here."

Tsuna's heart stopped when he saw Gokudera bring an unconscious Tsuri back home. According to the silver head, she had randomly collapsed, said a bunch of nonsense and passed out. Nana had urged many times to call the doctor but Tsuna, seeing as this had happened before, kept insisting it wasn't a major issue.

Tsuri always got physically hurt in more ways than one, but she rarely ever passed out. The last time she did, it didn't bode well for Tsuna and it was a memory he wished he could forget.

He sat beside Tsuri on her bed, brushing her bangs away from her face.

They had been seven years old. That day, Tsuri had collapsed suddenly on the ground when a classmate of theirs named Hikari grabbed her hand to drag her out to play on the playground swings at school. Tsuri was feeling off that day, after getting another upsetting letter that their dad wouldn't be showing up for their birthday that morning. Tsuna, who had been sitting on the seesaw by himself, saw the way Tsuri's body halted and froze in place, and then dropped down heavy like a rock.

After two days of examination and testing, Nana had accompanied Tsuna to the hospital. While their concerned mother spoke about her little girl's condition out of earshot where Tsuna couldn't hear, Tsuna was pending on Tsuri's bed side in a chair, tears in his eyes and wishing she'd wake up. With his hand intertwined with hers, there was a reaction. Tsuri gave a squeeze, and then said", Hikari-chan... Bruises... Car..."

Tsuna shuddered as he remembered that after they left the hospital, his mother got the news that the only child of the Hishiragi family had gotten into a car accident. Hikari had crossed the street without looking on her way back home and the car strayed. She survived however with a broken arm and many bruises on her little legs.

Then, the doctor had called the Sawada Residence hours later saying that Sawada Tsukairi was up on her feet, completely conscious and energetic, asking every five minutes when she would see her family. It was a momentary relief to Tsuna's soul. When their mother and him asked if she remembered anything related to her friend Hikari, Tsuri innocently denied ever saying nor remembering anything after they had gotten off the swings in the playground.

It had been a scary event, one Tsuna hoped wouldn't happen again. The universe had so happened to say nope and now here he was, debating whether to take her to the hospital like their mom said or leave her here and wait for her to wake up who knew when. Maybe he was overreacting and maybe she just passed out due to low blood pressure or something.

"Gokudera-kun, did you touch Tsuri anywhere?"

The silver head teen's cheeks revealed a slight blush as he averted his gaze from his precious boss. If he told that to his boss that he'd pulled her wrist like an excited child because they were hunting down his birthday gift, not only would it ruin the surprise, he would think that he was some sort of a sexual harassing monkey! "I-I didn't touch her anywhere unnecessary!"

Tsuna sweat dropped. He should've been more specific. Now it sounded as if he was calling his friend a pervert. "I-I didn't mean it to sound like that Gokudera-kun! Sorry! What I meant was that if you grabbed her hand or her wrist."

"Oh. Actually, yes I did. I grabbed her wrist to pull her away from an incoming bicycle…" Gokudera laughed nervously, feeling shame for lying to his precious boss. Even though he disliked Tsuri, he wanted to keep her secret mission safe.

Tsuna clicked his tongue. It was hard for him to believe in the conclusion he had fallen in but it was no doubt. He just assumed it was coincidence when Hishiragi Hikari had gotten into that accident when Tsuri mumbled about it in her sleep.

"Gokudera..." Tsuri murmured again a little wobbly. "Family... Piano..."

Gokudera stiffened. Tsuna noticed the tense body of the boy next to him. "Poisoned needles… it hurts to breathe…"

Tsuna's eyebrows furrowed in concern. Gokudera was still frozen in place. Reborn, who was watching from the crack of his students' room door hinted a clue to what Tsuri had. After hearing Tsuna's thoughts, it wasn't the first time this had happened.

An ability he was sure was just a myth in Primo's time. He'd read about it and the description of symptoms that showed up over the years in a person. They shared Vongola blood alright because only the true family members of blood had this condition.

Tsuna was sensing that Tsuri could predict the future, like a fortune teller.

To Reborn, it was even more important than just fortune telling. It was a rare talent no one in the world but her had.

Sawada Tsukairi inherited the Vongola's Augury Intuition.

...

Within the sleep Tsuri earned from her random fainting spell, she had appeared in a clear land with a beautiful lake and in what seemed to be a meadow with tall flowers, some of which she recognized. It was an incredibly warm spring day. She had no idea why she was in this place, or even where she was. She looked around for an explanation but found none. She couldn't remember how it all started; only that she was here now.

She decided that there wasn't much sense dwelling on things she didn't understand, so she continued walking along the lakeside and as she walked, a strange figure was ahead, below a tree that gave enough shade for her to sit beneath. The person sat on a branch and stared at their hands without moving them. They were wearing a simple white cotton blouse and long trousers that matched the color.

It was a bit creepy, the way he was standing there, as if the silence and failure to tell time passing was unimportant. Despite that, something in his expression was oddly familiar to her, as if she had met him before.

Dark indigo hair, and blue eyes. Foreign features but still strikingly attractive. His hair was odd, it had the shape of a pineapple too.

"Kufufu I didn't expect another visitor," she heard him say to another person beside him and signaled her to walk closer to where he stood. She knew this was a dream, that anything here wasn't real. But still, she didn't want to get closer. She got into a huge mess the last time she approached someone she didn't know, so how could she possibly trust someone in her dream world?

"This is only a dream...right?" she said softly, not budging from the flower field.

"I assure you, this isn't just a mere dream."

"Are you a spirit? A guardian angel? An apparition? I don't even know how this dream works," she said as she tried to think back. Was this a dream or not? How many days would it take her to wake up from this strange dream? Would everything be the same? She hadn't been able to find an answer to this question yet.

The strange looking man smiled, and it wasn't one that made her trust him more. "Yes, I am indeed a spirit, a messenger. You've been asleep for a very long time and it seems like no one has come to rescue you." He shrugged. "You're sleeping deep within your subconscious. There are many layers between consciousness and unconsciousness, but there isn't really any distinction between those two places anymore. This is the closest realm you'll ever get to dreaming."

"Then who will come to save me?" She asked and was surprised to hear herself sounding hopeful. She hated being vulnerable like this, but her dream self was clearly waiting for help. It was almost like she needed the assurance more than he did. He seemed calm and relaxed, but then again, he had probably done this kind of thing for a lot longer than she had. His confidence came from experience. What she was seeing was a strong and a confident person. Arrogant at most.

He laughed slightly at the question. "Not until you wake up, silly girl. It might help if I gave you some incentive to do so."

She nodded slowly, unsure of what he meant. "I'm sure that I'll find some reason to wake up on my own, eventually."

"I suppose the best way to explain it is that you need to become aware of yourself first. Your consciousness will become more sensitive and will recognize certain stimuli. That's where dreams come in. You'll recognize a specific event and dream about it. If your subconscious recognizes the event, that's when you wake up." He spoke confidently, but also somewhat hesitantly. Like he wanted to share this information, yet didn't feel comfortable doing so.

" I could show you how." He extended a hand over for her to take.

Tsuri weighed her options. Was this man trying to convince her that he was harmless? It seemed like it, as if to get her close enough for something.

"I don't trust you. Who the hell are you?"

Even if she was in danger, there should be a part of her subconscious that told her to trust the unknown stranger. The rational part knew that she should listen , however, the other part was more concerned with safety over logic and reason was telling her to be wary. To trust the words and actions of the stranger, despite knowing she shouldn't. And yet another part of her that was more worried about waking up was telling her to listen to it, to let it do its job, even if it felt irrational. "Why should I believe a word that comes out of your mouth?"

He chuckled lightly. "Well that's fair… but I suppose the only way for you to fully wake up is by becoming aware of yourself. You cannot do that on your own just yet. Let me help you."

"Why would I want your help?" She challenged him. Her intuition was warning her that he would lie, that he was deceiving her, and that it was deinitely intentional. "Answer my question first."

He chuckled. "I knew you wouldn't fall for it. What if I told you this dream world was created by using mere illusions?"

Illusions? The magic trick of warping someone's mind and making them see or hear things that felt real but weren't? Surely another lie.

"As for my identity, you need not concern yourself with it, for I cannot tell you. I won't harm you." He smiled.

Lie. This person had a killing aura that was off the roof, a major one that screamed danger in every corner. Tsuri could decipher in a strange way, that this man wasn't a guide. He was an invader of the mind, who wanted revenge, and had a lust for power. He was no ordinary person, and she was her prey.

"I won't harm you," he repeated. "Don't you trust me?"

"I don't trust anyone besides my family," She crossed her arms. "Lie after lie. You have a possessive aura around you. You are not innocent, and if I draw closer to you, you're going to use that to swallow me whole in this place."

The boy looked taken aback at the insightful response.

The stranger's lips quirked up in a smirk and took out a trident from behind. "I see... You have that rare ability..."

Ability? What was this guy talking about? The only ability Tsuri dwelled was unfazed courage to talk back and get even with people, and that weird ESP telepathic thing she had with her twin since they were toddlers. What else did she have? She wasn't that special.

"Who are you?" She repeated, losing patience.

"You will know in due time Sawada Tsukairi. When I search for my revenge, you will not be able to erase my name from your puny mind."

Tsuna and Gokudera agreed that they needed to talk about what happened that day by the bakery. They tried to get some answers when she woke up the next day but Reborn stopped them and said he'd take this one in his hands.

Tsuri was oblivious. She had no clue as to what anyone was saying or asking her about why she passed out. It was blank. All she remembered was seeing Gokudera's puppy like state and thinking how cute it was to see and then nothing. Black.

In the end, she wasn't able to get her gift for Tsuna. Everyone watched her sulk as the two days passed. The day of their birthday, Nana had woken them up with confetti shooters and party favors, as Lambo and I-pin jumped on them on their beds, shouting how it was sweets day and they wanted to get the day started.

Tsuna and Tsuri came down in their pajamas, expecting to have a small gathering with family.

They didn't know that Reborn's birthday also fell the same day as theirs. Which meant that their friends and many others came to celebrate him. They all gave him gifts, a cake and it wasn't until Tsuna shouted at him that it was their day too that everyone else laughed and popped out the banner that read, "Happy Birthday Tsuna and Tsuri" in the living room.

The party ended up being very messy and loud. Yamamoto was playing outside with the kids, Bianchi and Nana were sitting and sipping tea as they talked with Kyoko, Haru and Hana. It made for interesting parties that Tsuna and Tsuri were both pretty happy with, but there was something nagging in the back of their minds all through that time. A small feeling that kept coming and going whenever one of them thought about it and would disappear again once they tried to figure it out. They never bothered to ask Reborn though. After all, it was none of his business. Not really, anyway.

The gift giving began. First it was Kyoko and Haru. They gave the twins each an oversized bag of homemade sweets for their birthdays. Tsuna got a boxing set from Ryohei and gave Tsuri a pair of some weird looking tools that apparently helped flex leg muscles for running. Both thanked him even though they were sure the gift would be left in their closet for a good while. Nana gave the twins matching sweaters that made them blush in embarrassment but she worked super hard to make them, so they both decided to wear them to show it off. Yamamoto gave them some plushies Tsuna had seen from their trip to the store that day. Tsuri was so fascinated by the squishy bear that it nearly got taken away by Lambo and she childishly took it back. It made their baseball friend smile that his gift was appreicated so much.

It came to the twins giving their gifts to each other. Tsuna handed Tsuri a small blue box with a yellow ribbon. The sister smiled weakly, too scared to tell him that she wasnt able to get him his gift when she heard a fake cough coming from the side. It was Gokudera, holding a box with opposing colors to Tsuna's own.

Her eyes were wide. "When did you...?"

"Yesterday. I remembered what you wanted to get Juudaime and since I know youve been sulking about it, I went to get it for you."

Tsuri had never felt so happy until this moment. She grabbed the box and handed it to her twin. Both opened them at the same time and took out a duo of a cute tuna plushie keychain. Tsuna's was a dark blue and Tsuri's a light blue one. Both stared at each other and laughed. It made everyone in the room warm at the scene, especially Nana. She recalled a very dull birthday last year with both twins blowing out their candles and going their separate ways soon after the celebrating was done. To see this happy scene made her want to frame it and treasure it forever.

"How did you know?"

"I didn't. I just saw it and it reminded me of you."

"Same! Honestly, we're twins. We shouldn't be so surprised that we think the same way sometimes." Tsuri nuzzled her face onto Tsuna's shoulder, making him go red since Kyoko was seeing it. "Thank you. I'll keep it with me everywhere."

"Thanks Tsuri. I will too."

After the gift sharing ended, it was time for cake. Nana and Kyoko insisted that there be more than enough cake for them and their guests, to take home. The girls were the first to leave, and Tsuri thanked them for the gifts with a shy smile. Then it was Ryohei who reminded them to try out their gifts if they wanted to become extremely stronger.

Yamamoto was the next, after getting some cake to take to his dad. Tsuna had gone to the kitchen to wrap up the cake with him, leaving Tsuri and Gokudera by the gate, alone. An awkward air began to settle between both of them.

Tsuri rubbed her cheek, laughing nervously. She put her hands into her hoodie's pocket, fiddling with the ribbon that came from Tsuna's gift box.

"Thanks. You know, for earlier."

The other scratched his face, avoiding eye contact. "Juudaime would have been upset if he hadn't gotten anything from you. So in reality, I only did it for him."

"Not because I fainted and felt sorry for me?" Tsuri peered at his face curiously.

"...Yes."

Tsuri sighed. She didn't expect him to admit it, but he really had saved her life. There was probably no one she knew who would have stood in front of a girl she couldn't stand that well and told her 'you looked sad and I wanted to help'. He didn't seem like someone who usually said things like that behind his bad boy tough behavior.

"If it makes you feel better, I don't hate it when people do nice things for me," she added on. She hadn't mean to let the comment slip out when already said thank you but… she needed him to know how much it really meant to her.

"T-This won't ever happen again. You're still a stupid copy that doesn't reflect Juudaime's brilliance."

Her eye twitched. Dumbass. He just ruined the vibe.

"Hai Hai. I know that Bakadera. I'm not deserving of a gift from you because of it blah blah."

She heard some rustling from his pockets. Out came another small box, this time an organs box with a red bow. It didn't look like the store had wrapped it, more like he had quickly tried to do it on his own but got frustrated and let the messy bow speak for itself.

"Here."

Tsuri narrowed her eyes, thinking it was another joke. She snatched it before he could regret it. She opened the lid and stared at it confused.

It was a bracelet. It had a weird looking button on it with a tanuki drawing on it. It was comedic and cute very simple and easy to wear with beneath the sleeves of her uniform blazer and everyday wear.

"It's a safety bracelet. Juddaime has a keychain version."

"Ehhhh," Tsuri slipped it on. "Am I that much of a child that I need to be tracked?"

"No you stupid woman! I got in in case that ever happens again!"

Oh. The fainting spell. Was Gokudera really that concerned when she passed out? It just I've scared the wits out of him to not know what had happened her or what to do.

"It's a long distance advisor. When you press it, it emits a light and vibration for Juudaime. He'll know when you need help even if you're far away."

"hm. You really went out of your way," Tsuri said smugly.

Gokudera hid his face away from her to hide the pink in his cheeks. She wanted to push and annoy him more but Tsuna had come with Yamamoto in tow. The two stopped, crossed their arms and huffed. Tsuna looked back and forth at the sudden fall of quietness and then left their eyes on Tsuri.

She pouted, eyeing the big slice of cake he was sending home with their other friend. "What?"

"You two aren't arguing," Tsuna said instead of asking.

"Why? Is the world suddenly ending?"

"Haha, Tsuri's funny," Yamamoto adjusted his grip under the top aware and gaped. He pointed at the chibi tanuki bracelet dangling over her sleeve. "What's that?"

"Tanuki safe bracelet. He gave it to me," She pointed at the silver head.

"I didn't give you permission to tell anyone!" He argued, face still red.

"It's a matching set with yours Tsuna. Now you can track me whenever I'm in trouble and let your loyal puppy know too."

Tsuna's mouth twitched. He spoke too soon. "N-nice. Anyways, thanks for coming you two. Gokudera-kun, are you sure you don't want to take cake? Bianchi was asking."

A loud growling and upset stomach resounded and the Italian boy's face turned sheet white. "N-No thank you Juudaime. I'll be off then."

"I'll walk with you!"

"I don't need to be escorted by you baseball freak! I can walk on my own!"

The twins watched their two friends go in their way home. Tsuna watched Tsuri happily skip her way in to get more of their cake, eyebrow twitching in annoyance.

What the hell did those two talk about and why was his sister acting like something great had happened?

The tanuki bracelet should have pissed her off, right? She hated being hovered on as much as him, but…Tsuna was grateful for it. Now he had a way of making sure Tsuri was alright. Nowadays they could never tell.

Meanwhile Reborn, enjoying his slice hummed. Fourteen.

What other abilities would these twins unlock now that they were a year older?

And how would that help them with the issue at hand. He stared at the envelope on the twins bedroom coffee table, with the Vongola insignia and wax seal.

A criminal and their posse have just escaped from their cages. And it was up to his no good students to hunt them down before they wrecked havoc in their peaceful lives.

Next chapter; SAY HELLO TO THE KOKUYO GANG BABY

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