Another Sky

chapter one

Tsuna pov

"Oh my god please don't be dea-itte Reborn why did you kick me?" heh that sounds familiar "if you can't tell he's already awake then I obviously need to upgrade your training schedule"

Tsuna groaned and tried to open his burning eyes.The world looked as if he was underwater but instead feeling weightless,his arms felt as if he had weightlifted a 10 tonne hammer(he would know)

Someone was shaking him now "are you awake mister? Can you hear me? Are you able to respond? Should we call an ambu-" A screech and a thump later he was almost sure he was either vividly dreaming or he had finally cracked under the pressure of being the decimo and was now hallucinating.

"A mafia boss does not panic" A voice eerily resembling Reborn's echoed in the alley(?) He wasn't quite sure but he could tell that he was on concrete and it smelled like cat urine wherever he was.His conclusion-deserted alley.His other conclusion-someone,probably a mafia mercenary kidnapped him and beat him within an inch of his life,the mercenary's partner panicked,thought he killed the decimo,they were now arguing with each other and trying to wake him up.

Tsuna himself was badly bruised and burnt,there were probably some broken ribs,his femur was definitely cracked or even broken and he had a bad concussion.His situation was mildly alarming,a testament to how completely bizarre his life is on a daily basis.

Now this was exactly how he would fill the gaps in his memory had he not been born with hyper intuition or most importantly,heard the reborn-sounding guy call the other one a mafia boss.

However,Tsuna's life was very stressful as it was and he did not want to actually go insane so instead of doing the sensible thing and trying to find out more about his current predicament,he opted to pass out.

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The next time he woke up,he was in a bed,IV attached to his forearm and he had been washed and changed into a plain white   tank top and dark blue shorts.He held up his arm to see it covered in white bandages from the tips of his fingers till his his collarbone.After struggling with the blanket and IV he managed to sit up and observe his surroundings.

He looked around,relieved to be in his own room.Whatever happened was definitely a dream.As far as he could tell,his broken bones and bruises were healed,but his burns were not. 'Onii-san must have been really tired'

He was about to lie back down when he had a sudden feeling of unease he usually got through his hyper intuition when something was not quite right but...'maybe I'm just being paranoid'

Now Sawada Tsunayoshi was many things,a son,a friend,that dame boy at school and, most surprisingly, a mafia boss.He was not,however a complete idiot.He had long since learned to trust his HI and it was telling him something was very very wrong.

He sat up,instantly alert and this time he paid close attention to his surroundings.His eyes widened as he noticed that he was in a room almost identical to his,the layout exactly the same,the window in the same spot,even the bed was against the wall like his own.

The only difference was that the walls had none of his favourite posters,the bedsheets were plain blue(he never used anything with only one colour) and he was almost shocked not to have noticed the absence of the Vongola ring his hand.

Before he had a chance to register that he was now wounded and defenceless in some sick replica of his own home,the door swung open.

"Oh,you're awake."