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Title: Make or Break Chapter Title: Nana's Deathperation Author: iamanawesometaco Word Count: 448 Publish Date: 31.5.16 Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn Rating: PG-13, T for Angst(?) Genre(s): Tragedy, Angst Characters: Sawada Nana Tags: Nana-centric, Nana is Hardcore, also a worrier, and a mother bear, Mafia Men are Heartless, that includes Reborn, also Gokudera, I'm (not even) sorry Notes: there wasn't enough bamf!Nana for me; this is not a happy fic; I'm sorry Tsuna you didn't appear here; in the future there is maybe time/dimension hopping; see bottom
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Iemitsu is aware of it, Nono knows it. Reborn understands it. That would be enough, one would think. Enough to to stop it before things go too far. (Not for Mafia men, (selfish, cruel, no-good) men who have seen things a thousand time worse a million times over, desensitized to the tragic loss of it.
(Even when there really isn't anything much more tragic than the loss of innocence.)
No, not Mafia men.)
Only Nana truly sees it.
Her baby boy, her Tsu-kun, is bending and bowing, slinking further and farther into himself as his (crazy, chaotic, dangerous) days try to drag more of him into the light than they ought, more than he can take. They're (Iemitsu, Reborn, Gokudera, everyone) turning him inside-out, wringing him dry and taking all he can give and all he doesn't (can't afford to) offer.
Tsuna has always been like his mother in that regard. So, so much to give and nothing given back just a cycle of take taketake until there is nothing left—
But Nana found Iemitsu and for a few months everything was perfect, and when he left she had Tsuna who gave just as much as he got and far more because he didn't know when to stop (Nana learned that lesson a long time ago(nothing more tRAgiC(not all that glitters is gold darling))).
Tsuna is crumpling. Nana hates comparing her son to a piece of tissue in water but that's what he is, first just a little damp and more recently a bit soggy so she had called for that home tutor in the hopes of drying him off and smoothing out the warped bits
(God, does she hate comparing him to tissue in water (because it's so painfully accurate))
but that didn't happen, Reborn that (sadist-menace-demon) baby dunked him in gasoline instead and is in the process of leaving a black powder trail, Iemitsu and that old man (who dared call himself Tsuna's grandfather, that little—) polluting the air like their tainted bodies and tossing glowing butts on the ground as Reborn totes that powder line closer and closer to them, to their feet.
Nana hates them all. She wishes they would burn.
But Nana has never been an arsonist, and if they burn they'll take Tsuna with them (clinging to him, pulling him down into darkness (into the abyss) with them not letting go until he's one of them too and not her Tsu-kun anymore) so the best she can do is give everything she has to Tsuna, to her son her legacy her life, and hope desperately for the best.
Tsuna's safety and happiness...
With her Dying Will, she will protect it.
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