A New Life

Loses and Gains

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BlOoD bLoOd BlOoD why is there so much blood. where is everyone?

"mina!" 

"where are you"

"Takeshi!"

"Hayato"

"chrome!"

"Mokuro!"

"Kyoya!"

"Lambo!"

"onii-chan!"

"...Reborn..."

"Where are you?"

"i don't want be alone"

Tsuna sat on the blood covered ground as he closed his eyes and cried. where are you? you wont abandon me right? So why are you leaving me alone. slowly Tsuna got up and wandered lifelessly through the blood covered land, no set destination in mind before stopping abruptly.

"mi-minna....?"

"minna!"

the lifeless corpses of my friends seems to mock me, continuously showing me my uselessness and incapability. my guardians...my family...DeAdDeAdDeAd. It's my fault, AlLmYfAuLt. they died because of me, i'm to weak i couldn't protect them. MyFaUlTmYfAuLtMyFaUlT

"...na!"

they're DeAdDeAdDeAd

"wake....tsu..."

It'SaLlMyFaUlT

"WAKE UP TSUNA!!"

Tsuna gasped awake, tears streaming down his face. A transparent blonde looked at the brunette worriedly as he hovered around the boy. Tsuna took a few deep breath and stopped crying as he looked up at the first generation.

" i'm fine gio-nii"

Tsuna smiled as he remembered the day he first met the first generation...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~flash~back~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

         9 year old Tsuna sat in a dirty alley way, staring at the corpse of his mother blankly. Her fair skin shone in contrast to the grime filled alley and showed a beauty a dead body should not have. One of her hand was clenched on her chest while the other reached out to him. Her beautiful, glossy, brown hair  was darker due to the dirt and grime of the alley floor yet still retaining an unknown beauty. To Tsuna his mother looked liked a beautiful porcelain doll, a beautiful work of art that should be displayed for the world to see, and that thought scares him.

     Slowly, oh-so-slowly, tears trickled down his cheeks as he cried in silence. it hurts, it hurts it hurts it hurts, but he cant do anything about it. he couldn't protect her, he was to WEAK. And then there was warmth. all encompassing all accepting warmth.

"its okay tsunayoshi, you're not mafia boss, its okay to cry"

And that was it. the damn broke as tsunayoshi clutched tightly unto the clothes of one of his comforters as his wails echoed  and bounced of the alley walls.

" I know that you've met us already but since this isn't your world let's introduce ourselves shall we?"

choking his wails into sniffles and wiped his tears away, tsunayoshi raised his head and look up at his comforters and smiled a blinding smile.