It was any other normal day in Namimori, Nana was up and about although there was a slight depressing aura around her. She had stopped washing the dishes to rest a bit before looking around the quiet, oh so, so quiet kitchen. No other sound could be heard inside the house. Nana sighed sadly reminiscing the past, she pulled off her washing gloves setting it on the counter before padding out of the kitchen before heading upstairs. Nana has stopped on one certain door which had a blue tuna fish dangling with a worn out name slowly fading away.

Sawada Tsunayoshi.

She opened the door to peer into the room, inside the room was cleaned with cardboard boxes stacking high up on one another, a single bed which was neatly made making like no one has occupied this room, and a desk in the corner with even more boxes stacked. She slipped into the room before heading to the bed sitting down, Nana splayed her hands on the bedsheets and looked around the room before laying down on the bed. Nana glanced up at the nightstand before grabbing a photo, pulling the photo closer to her, Nana stared at the picture with longing and heartbroken eyes. Eyes that were now filling with unshed tears.

Inside that picture, that picture showed of a seven year old Sawada Tsunayoshi smiling shyly while his head was buried in the crook of Nana's neck. Both of them were so, so happy back then. So why... Why had the gods decided to tear them apart? Nana's unshed tears streamed down her flushed cheeks as she held the picture, the last picture before her Tsunayoshi, her Tsu-Kun, her precious baby, had gone missing, to her chest with shoulders shaking as she grieved. You wouldn't believe how panicked and how many times her heart had stopped when she couldn't find her precious, precious Tsuna anywhere. She even didn't understand what had happened on that fateful day, all she could remember was taking Tsuna to the the park for his seventh birthday and all of a sudden, men in black suites appeared. They had separated both she and Tsuna, and before Nana could process anything because how fast it just happened, the men had pried open their clutched hands and taken hold of her Tsuna who had cried out in alarm as they dashed away. Nana who finally realized what had happened, had cried out and begged anyone to stop those men from taking her precious baby away. Nana remembered trying to go after them but couldn't even catch up to them even if her life depended on it (which she really did depended on) they were just too swift and too fast and Nana had quickly lost them to the crowd whom practically engulfed the men in black while as her Tsuna had cried out for her before too disappearing. Nana who realized the situation. Nana who realized that her baby had been just taken away from her. Nana who realized that she might not ever see her Tsunayoshi, her Tsu-Kun, her precious baby ever again, broke her. Nana had cried in so much agony and despair, something any mother would have done if their child had been kidnapped.

She all so vividly remember searching high and low for her baby boy who was taken from her for several months before the police had finally gave up on searching for the lost boy and presumed him dead. Nana took the information so, so hard. She had lost count of how many days and nights she had cried for Tsuna and how she wished that her absentee of a husband would just come home. But fate was just not so kind to her at all, all she had gotten from her husband was just a phone call saying how much he wished he could be there right now but couldn't because he was just too busy. Hearing that from her beloved was like glass shattering, Nana remembered grabbing the phone so tight that her hand had gone white and sobbing some more knowing that his work was much more important then her or that his son, his one and only son, could be possibly dead or somewhere out there alone and scared.

After that phone call, Nana had lost a bit (actually quite a lot) of the love for her husband who sounded he didn't quite cared that his son had gone missing or that she wanted him home and not by herself in a house that was not warm anymore. But everything she had tried, even going so far by begging him, he had absentmindedly waved it off saying his workplace needed him more then she does who was grieving and wante- no, needed someone to be there to comfort her. She needed someone who could tell her that everything in the end would be okay and not to lose hope that one day, one day Tsuna may one day come back, not he couldn't come back home because his workplace needed him more then she does and that she'll eventually get over it. Get over it... How can she? Tsuna was her only child, her one and only precious baby who got taken. She couldn't get over it! Her only child that made her life brightened up like a flaming sun when lemitsu wasn't home (which was always) and the resolve to keep her going through each day.

But ever since Tsuna getting taken away and lemitsu saying he couldn't come home because his work needs him, maybe, maybe that's why she found herself leaning into the comforting embraces and soothing words of the one and only Yamamoto Tsuyoshi. She should have felt guilty for leaning into another man's touch instead of her beloved, but honestly, she could care less. Since he had thrown away her and her precious Tsuna like trash in favor of his work, why should she give a single damn of what lemitsu thinks and what he disapproves? In all honesty and in truth, Tsuyoshi had made her completely and utterly happy as she had grieved for her baby and not once had he had upset her with his words. After all the comforting embraces and the soothing and all so lovingly words, her heartbroken heart had slowly started to thump rapidly for Tsuyoshi. Just seeing him in her line of vision had her stomach doing flips and her heart beating rapidly that she had to grab her chest to calm herself. Nana knew, she was slowly falling in love with him, and couldn't help but feel happy about the thought of being together with him.

Nana roused from her day dream when the blaring of the door ringer rung downstairs. She sighed and placed the photo right back in its respective place before going to answer the door.

"Yes?"

Nana peered out from behind the door to see two policemen outside, "Are you Nana Sawada?" Nana glanced at the two cops in wary before opening the front door wider to fully see them.

"Yes, I am Sawada Nana. What do I owe the pleasure of meeting you two?"

She observed as they looked at one another.

"It is about the lost child of yours, Tsunayoshi Sawada." At that, Nana had straightened up with look of alarm and a hopeful look on her face.

"Your son, has been found alive."

Nana let those word repeat in her head before she brought her two dainty hands up to her mouth as tears of happiness welled up in her eyes. She saw how they separated to reveal a third male who was much more smaller then the two policemen.

And she couldn't help but gasp in horror and then sob in despair and then finally pull her son into an tight embrace as she saw the dead and haunted look in his honey brown eyes. Just from the look of his eyes. She knew...

Her son, Sawada Tsunayoshi, her pure, innocent, forgiving, and kind boy who did not deserve to go through what he had gone through.

Was dead.

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