"A ghost? Did you hear this from school. Don't be ridiculous, there's no such thing. Now, hurry along and do your homework."
They weren't satisfied, something wasn't right. There was a feeling that tugged at them from their souls. So, one by one they banded together in search for answers. And answers they found.
Many years later they didn't know if it was such a good thing or not. For they would mourn for something that could have been.
But what they have now they wouldn't trade for the world, after all, no matter where or what happened, he was their sky.
In which Tsuna is a boy died young and now a ghost haunting Namimori.
Summary: Tsuna who currently enjoys his stress-free life only one day everything change when a familiar purple bazooka drop on him, only to find him travel to different timeline.
p/s: this is from a request that Evyllia to make a story. Thank you for readings. First generation included.