Mental Institution (KHR Fanfic)

Nightmare conversation

Me (Riko) : Hey thereee~!!! I hope you all didnt wait for too long but its only been a few days so im sure its all alright!! Btw please listen to the music! It will help! A lot.

Kitsune: Blah blah blah. Skip it. I think your forgetting something...

Riko: Forgetting something? Hm.....

Kitsune: .....

Riko: AH!! I got it!!!

Kitsune: About time.

Riko: YES! People you guessed right! Its Lacie! From Pandora hearts! BUT!!! Im not using the plot of Pandora hearts! Some things that might remind you of it though. BUT! Im not copying it~! Im using Lacie though, cause I didnt want to make a OC. Honestly, sometimes I hate OCs so I didnt want to make one. Ocs just make me wanna scream,"YOUR CHARACTER WILL NEVER BE IN THE STORY SO JUST STOP!! AND NO. THE MAIN CHARACTER WILL NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU! DIE!!!" And stuff. Sigh... If there are people who do not watch/ read Pandora hearts will think its an Oc. *SOBS* For some people out there who doesnt know who she is please read Pandora hearts. Yes, read. Not watch. The manga is better. WAY better. Youll be thanking me later ;) 

Kitsune: Get on with it.

Riko: Sigh...

Disclaimers:

I do not own KHR

Sometimes my spelling sucks. Deal with it.

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Lacie...

Where are you...?

How..

How could you do this to me?

(/  ' ' )/

"Wake up, Tsuna!!"

My eyes fluttered open. 

Huh?

My vision was slowly adjusting to my surroundings...

"Giotto..?" I asked towards the familiar voice.

"Yeah. Tsuna you better get up. Now."

I groaned as I forced myself up, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes," Gio, whats going on?" Finally I could see properly. I saw Giotto's bloodshot eyes. He must have been crying," Giotto?"

I heard him sniffle,"Sorry. I just had a bad dream and wanted to make sure your alright."

"You too, Gio?" I asked, my eyes softening, as I look at the blonde with sympathy. He sniffled again and held back a sob. He simply nodded. I outstretched my arms, indicading it was alright to hug. Immediently his arms warped around mine and finally let go. He cried, sobbed, sniffled and so on. All I did was hug him and whisper comforting words at him. 

After some time he calmed down a bit, not daring to break the hug. "Ne, Gio. What did you dream about?" He sniffled once more,"A-about my memories b-before coming here.." His voice a bit hoarsed from crying. My eyes widen a bit,"You too?" His grip on my shirt tighten. "Y-yeah..." My curiousity got the better of me," What was it like?" He flinched. I immediently regreted asking that," Its okay if you dont want to tell me...." A few second of silence. "If.... If I say mine... Will you say yours?" He asked hesitantly. I thought about it for some time before a small but genuine smile crossed my face," Yeah." I said softly, careful to not break the fragile boy in my arms. Giotto isnt usually like this. I should try my best to be gentle. He sniffled once again as he began telling his tale.

Giotto's flashback: (In Giotto's POV)

I was in a mansion, to be more specific, I was in my office. 6 people in front of me, staring at me seriously, I too was staring at them, seriously. "Are you sure about this Giotto?" A red head asked me. I simply nodded my head," Its for the better of good, G." The red head, now identified as G had a depressed look on his face. "But Giotto, isnt there any other way?" A japanese man asked, with a worried expression. I looked down in shame and spoke quietly," There isnt....... Im sorry, Asari.." The now identified, Asari, lowered his head so his face will not be seen. "I shall pray for your safety." A priest-like man said. I smiled, sadly," Thank you Knuckle." Knuckle smiled sadly too and continued to pray. "U-uwahhhh!!! Giotto!!! Dont GOOO!!!!" A green teen cried. I hugged the teen and let him cry on my shoulder for a few seconds," Sorry, Lampo. Please dont cry.." I let go of Lampo and handed him some grape candy as I smiled sadly. The teen, trying his best not to cry but ocasionally a few sniffles came. I glanced at the last 2. An awkward silence came at first till," Nufufufu~! I hate to admit this but, be careful." The melon head stated. I smiled. "Thank you, Daemon." I looked at the last person. "Hn." He simply stated but the hit of worry in his eyes made it obvious of his message. I simply nodded towards him. "Thank you all. Chao." I said.

And then I woke up.

Flashback END!

As the blonde finished his story I was quite in a shock. Giotto as an adult with people similar to our friends. Whats going on? He sniffled again," I-it was so sad... I... I dont even know them ... yet.... I miss them!" He said as he clings into me and cried again. I rubbed circles on his back, trying to comfort him. A few minutes passed till,"N-now.. You tell me y-yours..." He said in a soft voice. Subconcously, my grip on his shirt tightened. And I began telling my story...

A few minutes later~

Uncounciously, a single tear escaped my eye,"Eh.. So thats what you were mumbling about in your sleep..." Giotto whispered but I could hear it clearly, concidering the distance between us. My curiousity picked up," What was I mumbling about, Gio?" A few seconds of silence till he spoke again," You were either mumbling about 'Error Error' or ' Sorry sorry.'," Dang... I shouldnt have let my guard down. A moment of silence. It wasnt an awkward one though. We were simply enjoying each others pressence. We both had nightmares. "So... A sister, huh?" Giotto said, finally seperating from me. I stared at the bed beneath me...," Yeah.. But I cant help but think its all her fault..." This made the blonde curious and confused," Her fault? For what?" ... "I.... I dont really know...." I said unsure. I really dont. I feel like its all her fault but.... fault for what? I know I love her but.... I cant help but feel some hate. We sat their for about an hour till.... 

GROWL!!!

My head snapped up to meet Giotto's eyes. He blushed. I knew exactly where the sound came from. Giotto's stomach. "Heheh... Guess my hungry." He said rubbing the back of his head. I smiled. "Yeah. So am I. Lets go meet the other, okay?" He nodded as we got up and started getting ready to meet our friends. I stared at the window. It was raining. Like mother nature is crying for me and Giotto, though, I believe Giotto has already cried enough. There was only one thought that went through my mind: Today is gonna be a long day...

My name is Sawada Tsunayoshi.

13 years old. 

Schooling: None.

I am currently in a mental hospital for children, even though theres nothing wrong with me....

Or... Thats what I think...

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Me: HIIII!!! I hoped I did good!!! So... Was it good? Bad? Please tell me!!

Ciao Ciao!!!