Silent but deep ==KHR fanfiction==

chapter 79

Declaration : I don't own KHR !!! Akira Amano does! and the video's credit belong to it's proper owner

"spoken"

"Foreign Leangue"

'Thoughts'

#Place

Flashback / dreams

[Writen]

~track of time~

(A/N)

"Tsuna spoke to Henko"

"Henko spoke to Tsuna"

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#with Tsuna

Tsuna is on Namimori's hill now. A place where he used to practice and secluded. His feet was uncounciously leading Henko to this place.

Tsuna has treated his wounds with his sun flames a while ago, so now what left are some bruises and the greatest proof of the abusion he had, his blodied clothes. Well, he can take care of that later, for now he just wanted to rest.

He is alone now... sitting below a big tree on empty hill, staring blankly at the sky.

He sighed. "It's red" Tsuna said.

The color of blood while at the same time also the color of love.

Tsuna cracked a sad smile.

Well, neither of it was a good thing for him. Cause whenever either was around him, then he'll be suffering.

Yes... Love does torture him.

and why you ask?

Because if there is love then there will be hate. Unfortunately he gives too much love while rechieving too much hate. Sometimes those sea of haters make him forget the few people that actually love him. It's breaking him slowly. The only thing that held him from being suicidical is the fact that if he die then his mom and mother were sacrificing their life for nothing, and of course Tsuna doesn't want that to happen.

Then again, he's just like a beach ball that fell onto the sea... 

If the waves are raging he can do nothing but get crash to the cliff. 

-Just like how he is now...

You're a trash!

Ew... what is he doing there, didn't he recognize his status?

Oi Dame-Tsuna! Won't you just disappear? You ruin our scenery!

Why are YOU f****** demon still stayed in MY FAMILIY'S house?!

He's alive... and that is his worst sin. 'Thing' like him should just die!

You're a disgrace! A being that shouldn't have be born!

-And these are big and sharp cliffs indeed...

Tsuna is holding his head.

He doesn't want to keep those words to haunt him, but he was helpless. they keep on repeating themselves over and over inside of his mind him.

And this has somehow reminded him about sweets and trash... Because, people can make sweets and formed it as beautiful as it is, while trashes is a lot more sincere at their appereance.

Just like words... people can said nice words although deep inside they are saying the opposite, but if they do said insults and swears then it's as sincere as it is.