What happens in a year | Katekyo Hitman Reborn Fanfiction

Chapter One | My will to live. MMmm, what a delicious meal.

Blank brown eyes, dirty uniform, bruised and cut skin. I raised my eyebrows at my reflection, having the weird urge to poke it. I then looked up at the bottom side of the bridge I was under. 'Ah... I wonder if I could just fall asleep in a peaceful place and just sleep without worries.' The clouds above slowly moved along in the breeze. When water is calm, it's the perfect mirror. It reflects everything. Even another mirror. I kept gazing at the calm water before falling onto my back with a groan. Uselessness and Depression ate away my self confidence a long time ago and were now back for another meal, this time of my will to live. Quite the pests I could never get rid of. Mmmm, I can just taste the savory sarcasm. I puffed out my cheek before sliding my gaze over to my bag. Somehow, it was still intact. I rolled over, getting a faceful of grass, and somehow pulled myself up. It took more effort than I'm willing to admit. The pain bouncing around my body just kinda numbed itself as my thoughts of self deprecation decreased.

I pulled the mess of myself up and grasped my book bag. I paused, glancing back at my temporary safe haven. My brother was becoming the Vongola Decimo, AKA the tenth boss of the Vongola, and my parents along with my brother's demonic excuse for a tutor though it would be just a wonderful idea to enroll me along with him into a school that specialized in those that are looking for guidance on flames and combat. There were strategy classes as well. It was basically the neutral ground for Mafioso Famiglias. Namimori was a safe zone claimed neutral by the Vongola. And as such being a neutral zone, the Vindice would back people up on it. I supposedly had sky flames and all that and was supposed to find my elements here or something like that. Funny thing is that I don't show my flames. Or anything. I just kinda gave up. After all, who would want somebody as useless as me as their sky?

My feet were heavy as I headed into my house. "Tadaima..." I drawled out. My energy was always low for some reason. I just never felt like doing anything. I just failed at everything anyways. Kids everywhere, at this school and the last, both said that I was a useless failure that should just off myself. The only difference is that the kids here hit harder. And are all apparently pyromaniacs in the making. Like god, I never wanted to even know that flames could be used like that. I shivered at the memory that will not be mentioned due to... regretful circumstances of said memory.

I flopped onto my bed and then slipped onto the floor. I laughed with hot tears streaming from my eyes. I should just off myself like they said. It wouldn't be that hard and everybody was right, I did just bring everybody around me down. That's why I didn' t have friends and was why I could tell my family would try to not be around me, like as much as possible. Iemitsu was at work, Nana was meeting up with some friends at a cafe, and Giotto, my big brother was at a student council meeting. His friends were all members and they only got things done half the time. So, nobody was even home to greet my pathetically battered body. I lifted myself and went into the bathroom. I opened the cabinet and and picked up the bottle of sleeping pills. Alright! And down they go! I swallowed two handfuls and drank water before starting to sway. Regret filled my bones, "Ah, for the love of- Really life?" I tried to gag but ended up losing my balance causing my head to collide with the counter. My last thoughts as everything went black was, "Ah Fu-"

A/N: Hey guys! ✧˖°＼(￣▽￣)／°˖✧ Basically, this fanfiction was inspired when I read another one about Tsunayoshi only getting to live one year. It was all depressing and stuff, but I was like, what would I do in his situation? And then all this weirdness spawned from some crazy ideas. I just wanted to put all that into a blender, and hence you get this story. Enjoy my lovelies! (°◡°♡)