Chapter 19: Tsuna is still short

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Tsuna stared at the bowl of poridge that was served in front of him. His guardians had left not too long ago when he had started a coughing fit. Turns out his rib was just newly healed and that the bone was still new like a newborn's. G came in and shooed them out, then had sent a maid over to give him food.

Truthfully, he was very hungry. Three days without solid food in his stomach made him realize how weary of soup he was. He stirred the porrige with his spoon. While it looked like he wasn't satisfied with the food he was given, he was actually thinking hard.

How were they supposed to get Deamon to take them to Wales? After what they did back in the Vongola mansion, Tsuna didn't blame the man that he didn't trust them. They were foolish. The Deamon Spade they knew from the fure wasn't the Deamon Spade they know now. While he did seem arrogant, sadistic and creepy, he was far from being the cold and cruel man he was.

He saved Tsuna once. It was enough for Tsuna to start trusting his adopted father's Mist Guardian.

And speaking of his father… Tsuna looked at the door that jointed their two rooms together.

He felt guilty. More guilty than the time he lied to his Mother about the dangerous things they've been doing and to Haru and Kyoko for when he dragged them into a dangerous world.

Giotto had become the father that Tsuna always wished for in Iemitsu. He cared for him, understood him, was there for him and even had the time to be with him. Giotto worked hard in the morning so that he didn't have to deal with work in the afternoon just so that he could spend time with Tsuna. He treated him like his very own son, despite being only together for two weeks. If ever, Giotto reminded him of Nana who just took anything in and loved it.

It filled the empty gap in his heart where a father's love was supposed to be. Iemitsu will always be his father but Giotto is the only real dad. Giotto had done nothing but love Tsuna.

And Tsuna… Tsuna was lying to him. He was afraid that when the time comes for the truth to come out. Afraid of how Giotto would react. It hurt him to lie to his dad.

Tsuna's little shoulder slumped and his head had hung low. Should he tell the truth? He wasn't even sure they can do this anymore; not without help that is.

"What are you, constipated or something?" Mare said and caught the bowl of porridge that was tossed into the air as Tsuna almost fell out of the bed, startled.

"It's not nice to waste food," Mare said as he took a spoonful and shoved it in his mouth.

"I'm not constipated and stop eating my food!" Tsuna said as he fixed himself on the bed.

"Your face was all scrunched up. You looked like you had a bad case of diarrhea," Mare replied.

Tsuna ran a hand down his face and with a sigh, he asked, "What are you doing here Mare?"

Mare gave him a blank look. "I'm visiting you aren't I? I didn't risk my life to have you dead you know."

To this, Tsuna can't help but smile. But his smile faltered as he remembered something. He didn't have time to think about it before but now that they were alone in the room, he wanted to ask Mare a few things, like the time Mare had spoken inside his head.

"How did you – ?" Tsuna started.

"Communicate in your mind?" Mare finished, "I don't know. It just happened." He shrugged carelessly.

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