CHAPTER 9: CHOSEN GUARDIANS
I DON'T OWN KHR... IT BELONG TO AKIRA AMANO-SENSEI
WARNING: GRAMMAR ERROR, WRONG USE OF WORDS, WRONG SPELLING, CONFUSION
HINT:
"INNER THOUGHT,"
"SPEAKING IN ITALIAN"
"NORMAL CONVERSATION"
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"What should we do now, Reborn-san?" asked Gokudera in worry. It was almost an hour since the twins lost their consciousness.
"Give me some times to think," said Reborn. He was uneasy also with the situation he didn't know what the solution is.
"They are twins. I read in a book that usually if one of the twins is sick, the other one will get sick as well. Probably, if we do something to one of them, they wake up, no?" asked Yamamoto.
Suddenly, the air in the room changed. Reborn turned to look at both Gokudera and Yamamoto and saw them approached the twins. But, Reborn was shocked to see their eyes' color changed. Gokudera's green eyes changed into pink one while Yamamoto's hazel eyes changed into blue one. It looked like they're being possessed by something.
Gokudera and Yamamoto grabbed Yoshiro and Tsuna's hands respectively and entwined the twins' hand. After that, Yoshiro started to cough. He continued to cough until he is spitting a bullet from his mouth. Reborn focused mainly on Yoshiro who murmured something like he having a nightmare. Later, Tsuna who are still asleep moved and patted Yoshiro's shoulder. Not long after that Yoshiro was able to calm down and he joined Tsuna in sleeping.
"Who are you?" asked Reborn, staring at both Yamamoto and Gokudera.
"They are chosen," said someone who is inside Gokudera.
"Chosen?"
"They're not affected," said someone inside Yamamoto that only leaves Reborn in confusion and that enough to irritate the baby hitman.
"Reveal yourself," said Reborn. Both of them nodded and a transparent silhouette started to form behind Yamamoto and Gokudera. After they completely formed, both Yamamoto and Gokudera collapsed in exhaustion. Reborn was shocked to see those two passed away guardians stand in front of him.
"You are the first generation Storm and Rain guardians?" asked Reborn, tried his best to hide his shock. Both of the spirits nodded.
"What do you mean by chosen and not affected earlier?" asked Reborn to see if he can get more information from the spirits standing in front of him.
"They were chosen because they weren't affected by the younger twin's negativity," said the Storm.
"For this generation, we, the first generation will be the one to choose who is qualified to be their guardians," said the Rain and looked at the sleeping twins.
"You are the assigned tutor for them?" asked the Storm. Unconsciously, Reborn nodded.
"You don't have to worry about the guardians. All you have to do now is preparing them for the upcoming battle. About who will succeed the Vongola, it is on their own to choose who will be the one," said the Storm.
"Rest assured. More guardians will show themselves in the near future," said the Rain, before them slowly disappearing from sight. Reborn turned to look at the sleeping chosen guardians. What mess just he got himself into?
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"You requested for me, sire?" asked Iemitsu, bowed in respect as he entered Nono's office. Nono didn't answer; he just waved for his guardians to leave him and Iemitsu alone.
"I need you to come near my desk and look into the picture. Do you recognize them?" asked Nono, once he sure that his guardians truly leave him alone. Iemitsu gulped hearing the serious tone and approached the desk. He looked into the picture on Nono's desk. He widened his eyes in surprise and trembled furiously.
"Do you know them? Especially this one," asked Nono in mocked voice while pointed at one of the picture.
"W-where do you get this?" asked Iemitsu in shaking voice, with a hint of anger in it.
"As I thought it would be," said Nono in more calm voice.
"I asked you, where do you get those pictures?"
"Where I got it, it is none of your concern. You're already 38 years old and furthermore you're a father to this twin. I'm not gonna nagged on you like you're some 8 years old boy. So tell me, what is your problem for you to hate your own child? What has he done wrong to you and your wife?" asked Nono in more soothing manner. He sees that anger can't deal with anger if he wants the answer from Iemitsu for his question.
"This boy," said Iemitsu, grabbed Tsuna's picture and showed it to Nono.
"He was born weak,"
"But, he survived. You should've be happy,"
"Happy? I wish he died before he survived,"
"Iemitsu!" roared Nono in anger. How could a father say something like that to his own son?
"Because of him, Yoshiro's power was split into two! A twin shouldn't be born. Or should I say that he is the one shouldn't be born. He ruined everything,"
"Power split into two? What do you mean?"
"You didn't know?" scoffed Iemitsu.
"My grandfather told me, that his grandfather, Vongola Primo told him that this Famiglia has been cursed, when Primo decided to join the Trinesette 400 years ago," said Iemitsu turned to leave the confused Nono alone.
"Check out on your history and you'll find what the curse is," said Iemitsu, leaving the office.
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Iemitsu punched his office wall out of anger. The worker flinched in surprise when they feel the faint tremor.
'I can't let that child live,' whispered Iemitsu in his heart. He quickly dialed a number that he wish he would never called it at any cost.
"Ciao, ho bisogno che tu uccida qualcuno (1)," said Iemitsu before he smirked when he heard the positive reply.
"Si, a Namimori. il suo nome è Kishimura Tsunayoshi (2)" said Iemitsu before ending the call.
"You leave me with no choice, Tsuna," smirked Iemitsu.
TO BE CONTINUE
A/N: THE ITALIAN SPEAKING IS ACTUALLY ME USING GOOGLE TRANSLATE... CORRECT ME IF I'M WRONG... THANKS FOR READING... DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE OUT COMMENT...
(1) Hello, i need you to kill someone
(2)Yes, at Namimori. His name is Kishimura Tsunayoshi
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