Sword Art Online Version Vongola

Level 1 A World of swords

Disclaimer: I own neither Sword Art Online nor Katekyo Hitman Reborn. I'm only doing it for fun.

Author's note: Hi there! This is my first fanfiction, hope you will enjoy it. English is not my first language, so please excuse me for any grammatical error I made, I would happily correct it if you tell me about it.

Nana

'Please, let this nightmare end. Please, wake up Tsu-kun.' thought Sawada Nana, furiously blinking back the tears that wouldn't stop falling since she heard the news. Since she was told that her son may never wake up.

The day started out so well, so perfect. It shouldn't have ended this way.

Iemetsu-kun was finally able to home from his busy job in the Antarctic and he brought gifts with himself. She got a very nice dress - that romantic man - and Tsu-kun got a game called Sword Art Online.

The joy on her darling son's face was so sweet she couldn't help but admire it According to her boys the game was for something called NerveGear which her husband also bought and was able to make a game as lifelike as possible.

Her son couldn't sit still wanting to play with his game, so because it was Saturday and Tsu-kun was really trying hard at school lately, she allowed him to play while she and Iemitsu went out for lunch. Nana would later learn what a grave mistake it became.

At the end of their date, Iemitsu got an urgent phone call. Something happened at work because he needed to go back as soon as he could. The housewife accepted his apology, happy even for this little time with her husband. So from the restaurant, she headed home, while he went to the Airport.

It was during the trip back home, that she began to hear whispers about a tragedy. About some game, thousands of kids imprisoned, hundreds of dead already. A pit began to form in her stomach and dread weighed down her limbs as she saw the police at her home.

She could only sob desperately as she was told the news. "Tsu-kun.".

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After that everything blurred together. She recalled collapsing upon seeing the motionless form of her son -her 11-year-old son- with that cursed helmet on, holding his limp hand in the ambulance through his trip to the hospital and trying to hold it together with other distraught parents especially when one of the kid's helmet ended the life of the poor girl who was wearing it.

All Nana could think amongst painful sobs, that she couldn't consider a world without her little Tsu-kun's shy smiles.

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Natsu

Tsuna couldn't breathe. It wasn't supposed to happen. He should be eating dinner with Mom, maybe with his father, not having a panic attack in the middle of this...this Death Game.

The almost twelve-year-old was small for his age, had spiky brown hair standing in every direction above large doe eyes. He was easy to mistake for a girl due to his effeminate build.

Tsuna or Natsu in this world wore an orange-colored version of the basic starting gear with a one-handed sword strapped across his back.

Natsu almost shrieked and most definitely jumped when a large hand reassuringly gripped his shoulder. Looking at the man standing beside him, the boy slightly relaxed. Agil cut a very imposing figure. He was of Afro-American descent, two meter tall and broad-shouldered, bald and had a goatee. Despite this, the gentle look on his face was able to calm Natsu down slightly.

"Do you feel better, Natsu-kun?"

With a small smile, the young swordsman nodded while he began to think about the events that led him here.