Selfmachine

There's a name on his lips, accompanied with a number on top of white, soft mittens. Due, Sette. Familiar, even if not in the right language. And even then, it took him a couple weeks to piece it together. Tsu, Na. It's the Japanese for the numbers on the mittens. His name, or so he thinks. It sounds right, and he can now at least give something to other to call him.

(Or what would happen if a Sky couldn't feel anything at all? Will he be able to have Elements if he can't form attachments? Tsuna doesn't know but he wants to at least try.)