Burning Heart

I am a burning heart

"I pick Flames," Iemitsu growled out. Tsuna nodded, he thought the man would pick that route.

"Denied." he intoned, causing a ripple of shock around those who weren't close to him. Iemitsu's momentary slack-jawed expression twisted into a furious red. "For your crimes, you do not deserve a quick and relatively painless death. Your death will be by the very Seal you used on me when I was born."

"WHAT?! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" Iemitsu yelled in fury, struggling as much as he could in his prison. Tsuna ignored his yelling, turning to look over his shoulder at Nono. The elderly man's grave nod was answer enough to his unsaid question. Iemitsu's fate was sealed.

He waved everyone out of the meeting room, except for Nono, Nono's Guardians and his Mates. Hayato protested, but Tsuna wouldn't allow his heavily pregnant friend and Right Hand to witness such a horrific death sentence. Takeshi understood and gently took his Mate's elbow in hold and led him away. The Varia Officers hadn't protested at all, neither had the ex-Arcobaleno. They all nodded at Tsuna and his Mates before leaving the now empty room.

Now, standing in the empty room except for the Ninth Generation and his Mates, he let go of HDW and stood before his father as himself. Omega. Decimo. Pride Leader. Dame-Tsuna. Void. Son. He had been called many things over the years, both good and bad, words that left mental scars and left physical scars.

"I loved you once upon a time, you know." Tsuna spoke quietly into the room eyes boring into Iemitsu's surprised ones, "When you stayed with mama and me for the first couple years, I thought you were the best dad in the world. Then, you left us. And kept leaving us, over and over and over again. No matter what mama or I did to try and keep you. You were always leaving and never really ours.

Then, you stopped coming. Years would go by and then you'd show up just when we would finally be moving on, pretend nothing had happened, that you never left in the first place. Of course, I know why you never stayed, you already had a Family. Just not us, never us, you never saw us as your family. How could you? You hate Omegas, your every action screams it. We became a dirty skeleton in your closet, a fantasy turned sour for you."

A hush fell over the room, no one dared to move or make a sound. This was Tsuna's final good-bye. A tear fell down his cheek, followed by many more. His bottom lip quiver before he twisted his lips to stop it. Tsuna sniffled a bit.

"I hate you, like I've never hated a person before. Not even when I fought in that future that isn't. Not even when I fought to save Reborn and his comrades from Kawahira-san and the Rainbow Curse. I burn with the hate I feel for you. It's a poison that's been left to fester inside of my soul, and all I want to do is to cleanse myself of your taint. But I hid it, I buried it deep inside because no matter what, I still love you. You're still my dad. But you've also broken something inside of me, something that I didn't even know I had."

Iemitsu opened his mouth, to say something, to yell more insults. Tsuna didn't care anymore, his hands flashed through the hand motions that Shamal had drawn for him. He murmured the words used for it, put everything he left unsaid into the Seal forming in front of him. The power built harshly and swiftly, the color of his Flames bleeding into the deep red-orange of Wrath Flames. He let it build and build, let it hover in the air.

Then, like a tidal wave, like a tsunami crashing down. He released it with a blow of air and watched it slam into Iemitsu. The high pitched scream that ripped from his throat, the convulsions that shook his body. Blood dribbled from his eyes and ears and mouth. His Flames wreaked havoc everywhere, slowly dying out as the Seal used them as a power source. His laboring breath slowly started to have longer pauses, his heaving chest growing weaker with each struggle. His eyes dimmed and fluttered.

"Good-bye dad," Tsuna whispered. Iemitsu gave one last feeble sound, before his body tumbled to the ground and laid there motionless. Tsuna closed his eyes, a shuttering breath leaving him. Quiet footsteps walked past him, a hand brushing down his arm. The sound of someone kneeling.

"He's dead," Fon told the room. Tsuna released the breath he had been holding, opening his eyes at last. He felt relief and numb and so many things at once. Swaying, he felt an arm come to rest around his waist. Kyouya on his left and Colonnello on his right, both of them supporting his weight.

Nono walked up behind him, cane tapping on the hardwood floors. He rested a hand on Tsuna's shoulder.

"Let me take care of the clean up, Tsunayoshi. You go and let your Mates take care of you. Take as much time as you like." he gently said, squeezing before walking forward. Tsuna gave a quiet affirmative, his Mates surrounding him and pushing him out of the room.

The last he saw, before the door closed, was Nono alight with his Flames and Iemitsu's body burning. It was over. He was free. A small, happy smile turned up his lips and he leaned into Kyouya, laughing softly at the rush of joy singing through his Mate bonds. He didn't know what the future held for them, but he found that he wasn't scared anymore. Not when he had Reborn, Xanxus, Fon, Colonnello, and Kyouya at his side. He finally felt complete.

FIN