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And all I remember is your back
Walking towards the airport leaving us all in your past
I traveled 1500 miles to see you
Begged you to want me
But you didn't want to

Where was papa going? The blonde silhouette which continues to get smaller and smaller, vanishing into the swell of people at the boarding gate. Tears sprung from the 5 year old brunette. As he looked up at the dark brunette, his mama, he saw small tears pool at the edge of her usually smiling eyes. Tsu-kun didn't like that. Tsu-kun didn't like it when mama cried. It made Tsu-kun sad too. He pulled on her mama's long skirt,"Mama, where is papa going? Why isn't papa chasing mama's tears away? Mama...?" The horror, the childish, innocent horror, as his mama embraced him in a tight hug,"Papa's gone to be a star. We have to cheer him on, ne?" That simple sentence was only the start of a whole lot more...

But piece by piece he collected me
Up off the ground but you abandoned things
And piece by piece he filled the holes that you burned in me
At six years old and you know
He never walks away
He never asks for money
He takes care of me
He loves me
Piece by piece
He restored my faith
That a man can be kind
And a father could stay

"Ciaossu! I'm Reborn, the home tutor!"
"HIEEEEEE! How can a baby be a home tutor!"
"Urusai, dame-Tsuna. A mafia boss should not shrill like a girl."
"HIEEEEE! Mafia boss!?"

Honestly, Tsuna was surprised. A baby home tutor?! And then it became worse. He was to be a mafia boss?! WHAT?! On the other hand, Tsuna was also happy. It was probably weird to feel that... But the first time that someone had actually cared. Not that he was any more accepting about his current situation though. Well, he could work with this... Hopefully.

"What are you still here for, dame-Tsuna?"

"HIEEEE! I take back everything I thought! You are a spartan sadist!!"

"What did you think about anyways?" Oh, Tsuna wanted to cry and smile at the smug smirk in the hitman's face.

And all of your words fall flat
I made something of myself and now you wanna come back
But your love it isn't free
It has to be earned
Back then I didn't have anything you needed
So I was worthless

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