Green! Is a way of life
And the millions would kill to see their name up in the lights
For the green is okay tonight
But be careful what you wish
Because you might get what you like

Viper's heart drops down into their stomach when the first cursed syllable leaves Reborn's mouth. He can't know. There's no possible way Reborn can know where she is or what she's doing. No way.

"Reborn." Viper said after an off beat of panic that she viciously shoves down. "What do you want."

Reborn's voice absolutely croons through the phone in her ear, " Raggio di luna, run away with me. We can watch the sunset from the top of a gorgeous hotel pool, one filled to the brim with gold and ivory. Walk along the shores of the coast, hand in hand. Leave the Mafia behind, finally start our lives together."

"To expensive." She hoped to god he wasn't in Japan. That he was literally anywhere else in the entire world other than Japan. "But let me guess, you're in Japan." Please, oh please god, say no.

"How did you guess? Do you keep tabs on me, cara ? Do you wait with baited breath for when we're in the same time zone, like I do?"

"No." She said curtly. Shit, he was in Japan. This was not good.

Reborn's gasp over the phone was dramatically overdone, but still carried that same level of confidence it always did. "So cruel! How can you stand it? Being so close yet slipping through my fingers whenever we met?"

Viper can't help but huff, "You mean when you stalk me. Around the world." She watches quietly, most of her attention focused on the phone, as Fantasma floats back over to sit on her head, the small Flame in the reptiles middle engorged with blood and wherever else they'd eaten off the bodies. "Everywhere I go."

Viper can almost taste the amused smirk in Reborn's voice when he replies, "Is it really stalking when you always know and escape?" A handful of gun shots go off in the background that almost cover Reborn's voice. "You seem to know where I'll be faster than I can find out where you are, la mia luna insanguinata."

"Yes , it is. In every single law including the Mafia's." Viper said distractedly while Fantasma starts to float then both away from the bloody ground. Seems like she really would have to call a Varia clean up crew at some point, since even Fantasma couldn't get it entirely cleared away. With mid-air jump after they pass the highest buildings, Viper is flying through the air invisibly, faster than any car on the ground towards the airport and the private jet she's forced to use by Xanxus while out of the country alone.

It's easy to jump back into the conversation after the pause, Reborn appearing to have also been a slight bit busy with whoever had the unlucky fate to run into him. "And stop calling me that."

"Calling you what, cara ?" Reborn says innocently. Completely at odds with the violence Viper can hear coming from the speakers.

"You're moonbeam, bloody moon, dear, darling, everything. Stop calling me those things. We aren't like that." We haven't been for a very long time, she doesn't add but it's felt between them as deeply as the ocean. They aren't like that. They haven't been for so long it's not even funny the time that's passed.

The airports coming up in the distance now, the Varia's private jet is still exactly where she'd left it days ago in preparation for Tsuna meeting Shamel. There isn't any blood on the outside of the door either, which means no ones tried to get into it again after she left and forbid cleaning the inside from the airport staff.

"How can I ever stop when it's the only way you'll let me tell you I'm here for you. For a hit, a favor, meet up, anything you'll give me." Reborn's voice was very deliberately not desperate. Even, throw away almost, as if he couldn't care the least about her answer. Like people wouldn't pay millions of dollars to get this much vulnerability from the infamous Hitman. "That I'm here, mi amore. Always here for you. Only for you.

Viper almost drops out of the sky by that admission. She'd apparently forgotten exactly how Reborn was in the couple of months she'd been avoiding him. But Reborn's always been like that. Even as kids he'd been intense in the way he cares, on the ones who he cares about. He had all the intensity of the giant rage ball in the sky aimed solely at the few people he trusts. The Arcobaleno as a whole, Shamel, Aria and Yuni, Bianchi, Vongola Nono, to a certain degree (Due to the man's mother.)

Her .

Vipers flight path wavers and she doesn't respond immediately. Reborn doesn't push her to either, waiting silently for her response. She hates how considerate he's being right now, hates that she's hiding this life changing secret from him because ever since the beginning, when she'd first seen Tsuna and had flashbacks to her own childhood, she'd never once thought about telling Reborn about his son.

Not seriously.

It would be nice, of course. If she could have told him. Reborn would have been over the moon in his own way, he'd always had heavy ideas about family. How to treat them, how to prepare them for the Mafia. Unlike how they'd been funneled in with no other choice, so young with next to no knowledge and told to work it out or die, Tsuna would have been so well prepared he'd have probably taken over his Father's legacy and expanded it.

He'd have been magnificent.

But so much hung on who Tsuna should have been. He should have been a Vongola Heir. Hidden but still one of them. He's known throughout the Mafia since his 'Father' had the ability to keep a secret like a parrot at a murder scene. The Mafia as a whole knew all about the 'Hidden Heir.' If he disappeared…

But this, hearing Reborn talk to her like this, like he always does, hits her where her shriveled up heart used to be. Hits her where Tsuna had fought and taken up residence.

It hurts, it hurts so badly but she can't .

She can't start this war. She refuses to start this war. She'll protect Tsuna and Xanxus when it all comes out, because it will all come out at some point. Secrets like these don't stay hidden forever, no matter how much some people might want them to. She'll fight tooth and nail and Mist when Tsuna finds Reborn and Reborn refuses to let him go, but she won't start it.

"I don't want you to be here for me." Viper said coldly. "I haven't wanted you to be anywhere for me for over 50 years, I don't need you and I never will." Viper spat out her last words like a bullet, "Leave me alone."

Reborn's side of the phone goes deathly quiet before a woman's sharp scream cuts through the static. More bullets follow quickly, indescribably fast then the call drops.

Viper swallowed hotly, her shaking hand lowering the phone from her ear and prayed for whoever next meets the man. He won't be in a good mood for a very long while after that. Viper knows she could fix it, probably. Call the man back, not— apologize, exactly, but continue the conversation instead of cutting him off so harshly. She won't but… she doesn't hate the man, not anymore. She hadn't been so bitchy to him in years. Not since before they were cursed.

But at least this way he'll stay away from her for a while. He'll stop following her so closely and by extension, he won't find out about Tsuna until the boys ready.

Viper shivers as she went to open the Jets door, this was the right decision, she knew it was. It had to be. But it felt like someone had just walked across her grave.

With a sigh and a small shake of her head while she flops down onto the admittedly over plushed chair, Viper puts it out of her mind. She'd never been one for superstitions and she wouldn't start now.

As the plane starts to move in the runway, the Varia Quality pilot having been staying in it while she went about her business, she wondered how Tsuna was doing. She wouldn't be able to check until she landed, Varia planes having to be completely blacked out so they couldn't be tracked but it's an itch not knowing. Not being sure he made it back safely, that she hadn't been able to see him home to that woman .. It's an itch she knows won't pass until she lands and she'll be able to check when she reaches the mansion, that is if the others don't completely ambush her the moment she lands. Contentedly thinking about her Sky and fellow Elements (which she would never, ever tell any of them) Viper settled in to sleep for a few hours.

Moments after Viper settled in to sleep she lurches out of her lounge on the chair, Fantasma going flying across the plane to splat into a window with the strength of the motion. Her hood falls back and acid green eyes stare in horror at nothing.

" What am I going to tell the others about Tsuna?!"

And fame is what you make of it
And when your whole wide world's a stage
How much can you flaunt it?
How much do you want it?
There's something about the—

Tsuna wakes up to an electrified zing, lighting made immaterial, that starts at the bottom of his toes and goes up through every bone he has, zigzagging across his body to each and every single part of him, like an insistent child who's screaming for you to get up, before it finally stops long enough to fry his poor head with enough adrenaline to give a rhino a heart attack.

It's the most dramatic his knowing has ever been and one time It'd warned him hysterically about a 'deadly' snake. The snake had ended up being barely as long as his hand, not even venomous and just as aggressive as it'd warned him she'd be. He'd been hopelessly taken in by the little rage machine and named her Moxie when he couldn't force himself to get rid of her. Mainly because that snake had more wrath in her tiny little body then even Hibari and that was something special. He'd always had a soft spot for animals, the ones that had no problem lashing out when you did something to them they didn't want even more.

It takes him precious seconds that he could be using to pack, but he can't move. Tsuna has never felt anything like that in his life. If he's being honest it terrifies him. What the fuck could be happening that his knowing had felt the need to scream it as far into space as it could?

Tsuna shudders when a second wave of go/now/what are you doing/up! And decides he really doesn't want to know what his knowing would do if he decided to ignore it some more.

He crawled out of bed, practically falling over the edge when another, small bit no less painful wave hits him.

Suddenly the window to his room started to look incredibly inviting as a means of getting out of this room as fast as humanly possible.

A few panicked minutes later...

The last time he'd seen this particular Adult Hibari he'd almost lost his will to rage and hopelessness. Seeing him now, at this.. trying time was very much not appreciated. But he had to tell one of the Hibari's he was leaving. It was a strategy he hadn't tried before now, but why the hell not? First time for everything and if he didn't leave soon he was vaguely sure that his knowing would somehow find a way to kill him out of sheer annoyance. As it was, his knowing was already impatiently pacing inside him, ready to get on the move again.

Fon was as inscrutable as always. The prick. He sat on his floor cushion as calm as could be. A small pot and two small cups were seated on each side of the low table between them. The tea was cooling slowly with neither of them reaching to take a drink. Tsuna too nervous, ready to jump out of his skin at any moment and bolt while Fon looked as if he'd nearly forgotten there was tea on the able at all, despite the careful way he'd made the cups (exactly how he liked his tea too. Creepy.) when Tsuna has first arrived, gasping and sweating like a mad man through his window.

Tsuna twitched.

Fon's vague smile turned up at the corners.

Tsuna stilled. All movement stopping until the only thing that made any type of motion was the erratically wild beat of his heart. He would swear up and down that Fon could hear it, since it was the only thing echoing in his ears.

"Are you quite alright, Tsuna-kun?" The question didn't break the tension in the room like Tsuna had seen in the movies, but seemed to heighten it even more. He felt like eyes we're all over him. Reading, dissecting. Digging deep into some core of him that even he didn't know.

Tsuna's lip trembled when he opened it. He felt like he had no control over his body, working entirely on autopilot. "I need to leave." He really had a problem with just blurting things out that he had no desire whatsoever to say. He should work on that; It'd only ever brought him misery.

Fon's head cocked to the side gracefully. He looked like he should be puzzled, like that was the emotion he was aiming for but just couldn't quite form it like he should. A robot trying to convey emotion it just couldn't feel. "I'm certainly not stopping you. You, of course have the ability to leave whenever you wish."

With a scowl painted on his face and black eyes straight on Fon, "I mean ," Tsuna stressed, "I need to leave town."

"I see." Fon said mildly. Tsuna had absolutely no idea what was going through the man's mind.

"Today," he added, "I need to leave today. Right now." Tsuna's hands shook but he forced them under the table to try and hide the tremors. Fon didn't so much as blink at him but Tsuna had a horrible feeling that little move hadn't been missed at all. "If you don't fight me on it."

"Tell me, Tsuna," Fon's own dark eyes looked into his gently. Like the calm waters before a waterfall. "When will you be happy with the outcome of this game?"

Tsuna's eyes dilated and he leaned back slightly from the table. His hands were no longer balled into fists, but spread out openly on his thighs. "Game? I'm not playing any games." Tsuna was baffled and annoyed. Was that really what they all thought about this? It was all some type of game? Was that why they always chased him when he left? Some demented game of hide and go seek-tag?

Fon's smile never faltered.

"Not that game, no. The one you happen to be playing with my great grand-nephew." One of Fon's hands reached out from the sleeves of his robes and softly picked up the tea cup. The tea was stone cold.

With a small shake of his head at the thought that everyone besides him can read minds, Tsuna drew up. Straightening his spine unconsciously he was somehow able to look down at Fon from his shorter position. "I'm not playing any games with Hibari . Why would I ever do that? I'd die." He has no problem admitting that. Hibari wasn't human. He was a demon sent up from hell to torment and capture him.

Fon laughed the sleeve covered hand not holding his cold tea rose up to hide his grinning mouth. "I can never tell when listening to you Tsuna-kun," he tilted his head forward as he sniggered his long black braid falling over his shoulder to thump softly on the table, "if what you say is refreshingly truthful or unintentionally chaotic. You're quite the unique child."

Tsuna was getting angry again. The black tar that was always inside him was slowly starting to warm. "Thanks so much. An old man thinks I'm either stupid enough to enjoy being patronized or nieve enough to take anything you say as a compliment." Tsuna's mouth dripped bad tasting truth like sake. "If we can get back to the 'you not chasing me when I leave' part I'd appreciate it a lot more than whatever this is."

Fon's face showed no visible offense, but his knowing informed him eagerly that the first chip in the ever serene mask he was famous for had been hit. Fon's tea cup made an audible chink when he harshly set it down, "I'll have you know I still look 25 dispite whatever you might think, child."

Tsuna smelled preverbal blood in the water of Fon's insecurities. "Keep telling yourself that, Grand Uncle Grandpa. I'm sure you'll eventually convince yourself even if you can't convince anyone else." Tsuna grinned positive he'd hit right where it hurt the most.

The hand still wrapped around the delicate tea cup Fon had set down tightened until fine lines ran down the cups outer edges. Small chips appeared at the top of the fault lines, but strangely no tea seeped out. With an almost invisible twitching eyebrow Fon breathed deeply, trying to calm himself. "You've without a doubt just proved Nature over Nurture in less than five sentences, Tsunayoshi-kun." He closed his eyes and continued to breath deeply. "I'd even be impressed at how you found the one thing to pick at, if someone else much more refined in abilities then you hadn't already tried that same tactic on myself days ago."

Yeah, Tsuna didn't buy that for a minute.

"Well it looks like it probably worked amazingly well then too, since a kid saying it got that kind of reaction out of you." He never could help digging in just that last tiny bit when he got a good opening. If wasn't his fault everyone just showed their weak spots like that. What was he supposed to do? Ignore them? He wasn't a saint.

Fon's hand released the cup finger by finger to grip onto the hard wood table between them. Deep fingerprints engraved themselves into the wood one by one. "Your material is old, little one. You just happen to remind me of a rival of mine I dislike greatly at the moment. Seeing as he's left a very large problem directly in my lap and he doesn't even know it."

Tsuna visibly looked around the room in genuine confusion. "What does that have anything to do with your entire family stalking me when I try to leave? That's literally all I'm here for." Tsuna opened his arms in a shrug. "I will happily get out of your frankly stupidly pullable hair and stop insulting you with great insults, if you can please tell me you'll definitely control the murderous homing pigeon you tell the world is your nephew."

Fon's fingers left the table and went right to his forehead rubbing in circles as he muttered to himself. "Yes, there is absolutely no denying what you are. Only one other person has ever been able to trigger such an overwhelming need in me to shut them up."

Tsuna signed himself and buried his face in his hands, his knowing raising again like a tilde wave. He'd been able to ignore it for a while needling at Fon but it was coming twice as hard as before. Downright demanding to be heard and be heard now.

"Where will you be heading to, Tsuna-kun? I'll need to know so I can keep Kyoya away from that direction for however long you'll be there." Fon's voice was long suffering.

Tsuna's hands slammed down from his face onto the table and he leaned forward excitedly, "You'll really keep him away!? You'll let me go?" Tsuna's grin was blinding and his eyes sparkled like shined onyx.

Fon, obviously not expecting such a complete turn around stared at Tsuna in dumbfounded awe his hands held limply by his face. "I definitely don't see the resemblance now."

Tsuna groaned and forlornly flopped back down on his cushion his legs sprawled out dramatically. With all the bruises he had covering him at the moment, what would have been a child throwing a tantrum looked like a Gothic abuse victim.

"Oh, I see it again. How strange." Fon shook his head, his long hair moving around him softly. "Yes, I'll keep him away from where your headed, Tsuna-kun. I just need to know where."

"Well…" Tsuna started, still not raising from his spot dramatically laid out like a murder victim, "The small issue with that is I'm not exactly sure where I'll be heading. I only have a vague idea of which way I need to go." He stopped talking and checked his knowing, "Which seems to be south at the moment."

"... you don't know where you're going but you expect me to leash Kyoya-kun so that he doesn't come after you? You don't know where you're going and you expect me to just- let you leave?" Fon stared down at the tips of Tsuna's wild hair, the only thing he could see from this position.

"Yes."

" Why would I ever do such a thing? You're a nine year old with no idea where he's headed." Fon said completely exasperated with him.

"Well, if you don't I'll probably die so here's me hoping to some god to have mercy." Tsuna continued mumbling, "Not like that's ever helped me before though…"

Fon signed deeply through his nose and shook his head sadly, "Tsun-" he started but Tsuna interrupted him before he could continue.

"And by die I don't be the normal, "Ugh, god, I'm so bored I'm gonna die!' that the kids at, well, everywhere say. " He added hurriedly hands going to his hair to pull making the already wild strands even worse. "I mean, I will actually physically die from something if I stay here. I don't know what, I really fucking wish I knew what," Tsuna laughed crazidly his eyes staring up at nothing. Fon winced at the curse. "But I don't, so I really need you to rein in your crazy nephew and any common sense your family has and let me go."

Fon stared at the child on the ground and contemplated. He sat perfectly still. Tsuna just laid there. To overwelemed with dread to even try and act tough. There was no reason for Fon to let him leave this time, when he and all of his family hadn't before. This was impossible. He was going to die, he'd never get out of this town and he'd never meet Reborn. Everything he'd ever done to try and change his fate was for nothing, he amounted to nothing, who was he trying to kid? He'd never been anything important, just a small spec in the grand scheme of thin-

With a decisive clink, Tsuna could hear Fon place down his tea cup. Chancing a look Tsuna peaked over the table to look at the stoic man. He looked exactly like he had when Tsuna had appeared in his window demanding a meeting, still smiling slightly and poised elegantly unright. Relaxed but leashed. But, unlike when Tsuna first busted in the man's eyes had changed. At least the look in them. Before they'd been shuttered, guarded. Ready to placate and redirect whatever Tsuna threw at him. Now he looked dim. Tired, even.

Fon sighed.

"You'll be taking precautions, of course." He gazed sternly at Tsuna. "You'll allow us to put a tracker, one that you won't break, on your person. You'll be using my personal expense card for all your purchases, and you'll check in by phone at least once per day."

"Yes!" Tsuna shot up grin stretching his face uncomfortably wide.

"If you don't.." Fon trailed off before a devious, faint smile formed on his face. "I'll let Kyoya-kun off his leash. No one wants to see just what he'd do in the wider world. Right, Tsunayoshi?"

Tsuna shook his head wildly his spiky hairy brushing against his cheeks. He, specifically, didn't want to see what Hibari did around normal people or what he'd damage he'd do trying to track him down.

"Good. Good.." Fon looked out the window at the fading light, playing idly with his tea cup. He was still tired looking, like he'd lost some type of fight with himself at some point in their conversation; now he was only waiting for the other shoe to drop. "I suppose you'll be leaving now."

Tsuna hopped up quickly almost losing his balance but caught himself before he did more than trip slightly to the side. It was always annoying when he lost all balance and his feet tripped out from under him for no reason. Then other times he'd be able to balance on things that really shouldn't allow it. Gravity was weird like that around him.

Oh but this was perfect! He didn't have to use his own money (he would be taking it for emergencies though. He didn't trust the Hibari and this Hibari in particular as far as he could throw them. Which clearly wasn't very far with his toothpick arms.) and he'd be able to get some petty revenge draining him dry. The tracker was annoying but doable, especially since he'd know were it was and when they inevitably tried to sneak an extra one on him, he'd be able to destroy that one with extreme prejudice and innocence.

"Whatever you need!" Tsuna did a little unconscious hop, "Anything else or can I go now?! Like, this has been fun and all but I need to head out. Now. Immediately".

Fon stood up slowly, with the languid grace of a big cat he crossed around the table hands held casually in his robe sleeves. His long braid swayed behind him hypnotically. But what really caught Tsuna's attention was the ice cold cup of tea Fon had been holding for most of the conversation even once he'd sat it down, the one Tsuna knew for a fact couldn't have been warm anymore after sitting out so long, steamed with a graceful wave of smoke coming from the impossibly warm liquid.

He would have known, would have noticed, if Fon had stood up to change the tea, r even poured more for them both but the man hadn't moved like that in over an hour. There was no possible way for that tea cup to be hot, yet it was. The steam rising off of it was solid damning proof.

It's an impossibility that makes Tsuna uncomfortable for reasons he can't form in his mind or with words. He doesn't get long to contemplate any of this since Fon is suddenly right beside him, one long arm going to rest on his shoulders to lead him towards the door. Tsuna flinches and quickly ducks his arm, scowling at the man as he walks backwards towards the door. Fon simply smiles at him, eyes squinting happily. Tsuna had the strange feeling that the only reason he was able to duck Fon's arm was because the man let him.

Everything about that thought was annoying. He was annoying. Maybe even more annoying than Hibari was. At least the younger Hibari was straight with you. If you were in his way he'd beat you up, if you said something he didn't like he'd beat you up, if you breathed wrong or happened to be in the same central vicinity as him. You guessed it, he'd beat you up. He was honest in that regard. You always knew what you we're getting with Hibari. Fon, though? Tsuna could tell, even if he didn't have his knowing, that Fon was a slippery bastard. He just had that face that you wanted to hit until he told you what he was actually feeling. Annoying.

Tsuna followed Fon out, once it became clear to the man that he wouldn't be showing Fon his back. Fon indulged him clearly, which made Tsuna bristol internally again but he couldn't afford to piss the older man off. He was only getting out of this town (Finally!) with his blessing. He'd at least wait until he was far enough away he could ignore it if the man demanded he come back. See? He could plan ahead! Take that Madrina !

The Hibari household was traditional to the point it almost looked like a restoration of an old japanses home, Tsuna thought as he walked quickly through the building after Fon. If it wasn't for the very obvious Hibari-like additions made to the house, he might even think it was unlived in. The gleaming metal shutters shaped like traditional window coverings and what he was pretty sure was bullet proof glass, not to mention the reinforced looking rice paper doorways, quickly put any thought like that in the grave.

Fon stopped abruptly in front of him, his braid softly stopping its ryemic swing. Tsuan too curious to really watch where he was going ran face first into his surprisingly hard back. He pushed back quickly, a small blush forming on his face. "Hey! Why'd you stop?" Tsuna demand, "We need to go!" Fon smiled placidly over his shoulder at Tsuna who sent him a dark look back.

"Well-" Before he could say another word a terrifyingly quiet mass of two fighting people busted through the wall. The only noise from their fight was the crunch of wall collapsing under their bodies and the soft sound of something rapidly hitting flesh. It was unnerving. Fon's eyes took on a distinctly wicked look while his smile stayed the same. "-I wouldn't want you to get caught in a family tiff, Tsunayoshi-kun." He continued like he'd never stopped talking.

Staring around Fon at the quietly seething ball of hate and Hibari Tsuna decidedly kept his mouth shut.

The rest of the walk towards the outer perimeter of the Hibari household was uneventful, even though Tsuna couldn't stop himself from jumping at shadows. Fon's knowing smile didn't help matters. When they finally reached the front door, Tsuna's nerves were shot but he was victorious. He'd be leaving this hell hole and the town!

Fon stopped and turned smoothly, no effort used that wasn't required and crouched down to Tsuna's height, arms still held together in his sleeves. His face had gone from his face and his eyes we're serious. Tsuna backed up suspiciously and Fon's smile returned, instantly, insincerely to his face, but he allowed the child the room he wanted.

"I need your promise, Tsuna." He said calmly. "I need you to promise me that you'll keep the tracker on you and you'll call to check in once a day." Fon offered out his hand.

"... why is this so important to you anyways? I'm just one kid." Tsuna looked down at his own hands, fingers picking at the skin surrounding the nails." I don't need or want you to do all of this."

Fon kept his hand raised but didn't push to have Tsuna take it, "I care because your a very special little boy Tsuna and your going to be very important one day." Fon's smile dropped just slightly but it didn't make the other man look less friendly. Strangely enough to Tsuna, he actually liked it better when Fon wasn't forcing that creepy cheerful smile all the time. He looked more human with all the weight and stress everyone else had. "I know you don't understand but your very important to a lot of people, and one day your'll be loved by even more."

Fon seemed to struggle with saying something,either not knowing how to phrase it or unsure if he should even say anything at all. "Do you remember that friend I mentioned earlier? The one I said you reminded me of?"

Tsuna nodded slowly. He did remember that, the one who used his material before he did. ( It was still original! Just because some stupid adult used it first didn't mean he hadn't thought of it first!)

"Well.." Fon paused and seemed to struggle even more with his words. He seemed conflicted, from what Tsuna's knowing could tell. His smile dropped completely and Tsuna had the startling conclusion that Fon and Hibari looked almost identical. Like Fon could be his twin if it wasn't for the age difference. He'd never realized with Fon's constant smiling

"Well," Fon continued finally, " I'd like you to meet him at some point in the future."

"What?" Tsuna scowled confusedly, "Why would I want to meet your friend? Even if we are alike who says I'd even like him? Or that he'd like me!"

Fon grinned naturally, his entire face beamed at Tsuna. "Oh he'd definitely like you, Tsuna. He'd also be very, very surprised that you exist." Fons eyes gazed at nothing for a moment, lost in some dream world Tsuan couldn't see. "The look on his face alone.."

Tsuna groaned and jabbed Fon harshly in between the eyebrows."Can you focus, Old Man! I want to get out of his some time today! I don't have time for you to be losing your memory!" Fon jerked back his eyes zeroing in on his own and Tsuna could have sworn himself sick that Fon's eyes, just for a split second, had flashed a blood red color.

It scared him. He didn't know why his knowing wasn't even screaming at him, but it scared him. It felt like he'd been just seconds away from death. It wasn't possible for eyes to change color like that. Fon must have somehow sensed Tsuna's terror because his hand automatically went to wrap around his shoulders in a hug. Tsuan struggled against the embrace, but Fon's rock hard arms refused to let him go. He'd have more hope bending straight steel with his hands or flying. Fon shushed him softly, his soft braid trailing against Tsuna's cheek and despite everything it was nice to be hugged like then when he was scared. Fon's robe was soft and he smelled like cinnamon and iron, for some reason. An odd combination but it was comforting in thi moment. He wasn't even sure why i scared him so much when he knows it wasn't possible that Fon's eyes actually changed color.

They stayed like that for a time. Tsuna never hugged back but he no longer struggled against the embrace nor did he stand as stiffly as he could have if he was uncomfortable. Fon released him, after a time. His arms slowly letting go before he drifted back slightly his arms going back into his sleeves easily. He smiles softly at Tsuna. "Would you like to continue with our discussion or wait until tomorrow so you have time to relax?"

"No!" Tsuna blurted out, jerked from his content mindset that the hug had lulled him into. "No, I'm fine. We need to do this today. " His hands nervously picked at the skin around his nails more, "I have to leave today."

Fon sighed but held out his hand once again, "Then can you promise me, Tsuna? That you'll check in daily and keep the tracker, undamaged, on you?" His hand didn't move any closer towards Tsuna.

Tsuna stares down at the hand. It's covered in calluses, hard and tough from whatever it is Fon does for a living. If he makes this promise he'll have to keep it. He hates liars and refuses to be one himself when he doesn't have to. He really doesn't want to take that hand.

He does it anyways.

Fon holds his hand softly, even with how rough they are, like Tsuna's fragile and the slightest touch could break him apart. "Thank you, Tsuna. I very much appreciate it." Fon gives his hand a very small squeeze before releasing it.

Tsuna leaves after that. Confused on what had just happened, exstatic he's get to leave the town and stay gone without anyone trying to drag him back. His knowing wasn't even acting up all that much anymore, yes it wanted him to leave but know that it had confirmation that Tsuna would actually be doing what it said, seemed content to sit back and wait for a bit.

Fon, on the other hand wasn't quite so content.

He watched the young, bound Sky run off confictedly. On the one hand it wasn't his right to stop a Sky from wandering when they decided they needed too, but on the other he was just a child He thought to himself, A bound, child Sky that was desperate to leave the town for some reason.' Fon rubbed his forehead tiredly, And that wasn't even adding to the fact of this definitely being Reborn's child. There was no telling what type of trouble he'd get into out there.

Fon let his hand fall back into his robe sleeve and clutched at the phone he'd been toying with while Tsuna was in his care. Bringing it out one last time before he had to go make contingency plan for the multiple different scenarios Tsuna being free in the wider world would inevitablely cause, Fon looked at the screen.

(No Missed Calls)

He shook his head tiredly and shoved the phone back into his sleeve, turning to walk back inside he sighed to himself, "Of all the times to not be picking up your phone Reborn, you have to choose now to be an ass.."

Well. Whatever the outcome, Reborn at least couldn't blame him for not answering his own phone. Whatever happened now was his own fault.

Tsuna races back to his house egeraly, he takes every short cut he can, ignores the calls of his name by some of his shadier colleagues. He knows they probably want him to run messages or pass other things along but he doesn't have the time. Even know they'll most likely be pissed he doesn't care. If he's right about what his knowing is telling him, he might never have to return to this stupid town ever again. Or at least for a very, very long time. They can be as angry as they want. He was getting out!

He gains a shadow as he passes one of of the side buildings, skidding around it by a water spout he doesn't stop to acknowledge him. If Fon was truthful his shadow would be caught and held long enough for him to get out of the town. And if Hibari actually left town after him Tsuna would be amazed. He loved this town more than anything else. Not, Tsuna assured himself in his own mind where no one even knew what he was thinking about, that he cared. It was just the truth. No reason to have any feelings at all about anything to do with Hibari.

He ignores his shadow even harder after that. He refuses to look up when a small squawk of surprise come from above him then that sound of crashing and the snarls of an angry Hibari. He doesn't look back once. It doesn't matter, he doesn't care!

Finally reaching his house he's tired enough from the run that he can ignore when his knowing whispers 'liar…' in the back of his head.

He doesn't care.

His Mama is sitting in the front room listening to quiet music while she reads some type of small book. There are small snacks sitting on the table in front of her. It's a peaceful scene that Tsuna can't help but thinks he ruins when the moment he opens the door she tenses. He wishes…

But it doesn't matter what he wants. It's never going to change, and no matter how much he wants his mama is always going to be this way. It doesn't matter how good he is or what he buys here. She'll always hate him, wouldn't she?

Tsuna's fists tighten and he can feel as his eyes tear up beyond his control. She can always bring him to this. It's not even the black rage he feels sometimes, ist just… sad. He's so, so sad when he sees her. "Mama?"

Nana ducks her head more into her book, "Yes, Tsuna-kun?" A page flips.

"I'll.." A tear slips through his control, "I'll be gone for a little while, Mama. So don't worry about me, ok?"

Nana turns farther away from Tsuna's form, standing in the doorway. Another page flips, too fast for her to be actually reading them. "..That's nice, dear. Make sure your home by 9." Nana replies with a slightly strained pause.

"..Yes, Mama."

Tsuna leaves the doorway of the front room of the house and races up the stairs. He doesn't stop as he gets to the landing but hurls himself at the far wall and punches it as hard as he can. It resounds with an audible crunch but he doesn't notice or he just doesn't care as he keeps punching it again and again, until his hand is mangled and bloody and the wall's plaster is all over the floor.

There's a hole now, where there wasn't before but it was either that or scream his throat raw and that's not an option.

Turning from the bloody wall he stalks towards his room, slamming open the door he looks around at the place he's lived his life. It's a normal room. Something any other 9 year old would have, he guesses. Maybe a little less lived in then normal. There aren't many stuffed toys, and he didn't have many electronics, but it was filled with books and pictures of him and V, him and some of the nicer guys he'd met, animals and place he's seen running stuff.

He might not love this town, or this house, but he'd miss his space. His knowing had already informed him weeks ago he wouldn't be able to take more the the necessities he's need to survive. Everything else would get lost or broken. Tsuna reasoned he'd be able to come get his stuff again once he found Reborn and got to live with him. It wasn't like his Dad wouldn't let him have his pictures.

He heads straight to his closet and the hidden floorboard that hides his money and knapsack filled with what he'd been told he'd need. Flashlight, some clothes, a blanket, some protein bars, and all his money. It wasn't a lot but it was just what he needed. With a nod Tsuna, stood up and looked at the door. He really didn't want to go back down the stairs, he'd have to see Nana and he really wasn't sure if it'd be better if she did or didn't react to his hand.

Welp. Tsuna headed towards the window, it was really lucky for him that almost-fall from that hotel balcony basically cured him of all fear of heights smaller than it was, since windows were basically his whole mode of escape now.

His hand hurts.

Tsuna settles himself in his seat on the train out of town. He's heading south since that's where his knowing is still telling him to head. He can't help but stare nervously out the window of the train. It's the furthest he's ever gotten since he started to run away and it only took him promising to come back to finally be left alone. With a small tremble Tsuna sank into the seat and breathed rapidly with his eyes closed.

His knowing pulled incessantly onward and he was scared.

He was scared because something in him, completely different from when he knew things was telling him this was it. This was the end of what he wanted and he wasn't nearly ready.

A bang against his side of the train car causes Tsuna to jerk his eyes open with a start. He looks out the window and catches sight of Hibari being held back by four other of what looks like his relatives, including Fon. The bang was from Hibari throwing his beloved tonfas at the train car.

Tsuna can see the devastation on his face, the way his mouth twists in desperation and his eyebrows furrow in rage. His eyes are flaring with a wild, animalistic terror and he's showing more emotion then Tsuna's ever seen him show before and it sears into his soul.

They catch eyes and hold as the train starts to move and Hibaris's struggles get more and more hysterical. They stare at each other and Tsuna places a hand on the window. He doesn't know if Hibari will be able to understand but he has to say it anyways. "I promise, Kyoya." He vows, his hand clutching at the window pan with his finger tips, "I promise, after I do this, I'll come back. I'll figure out how to fix all this. This cold, me, you. I'll fix all of it." Tsuna makes this a promise to himself and Hibari. Once the cold is gone, once he finds his father, he'll come back. He'll fight Hibari like they used to, he'll find out why he can't let go of this horrible, aggressive person. Why he still cares.

He can't get Hibari's eyes out of his mind the entire ride.

(No one's ever looked at him like that before. Like he was all they needed.)

Come and get it
C-Come and get it

Won't you get it, forget it
I'll bet that you're gonna regret it, oh
Tonight you got the green light
But once you go green, you're green for the rest of your life .

The ride passes slowly but, after stop after stop his knowing finally give Tsuna the go ahead to get off at the next stop. He's almost 6 hours away from Namimori and its exhilarating. Tsuna follows after a family so the station masters don't get suspicious and looks around, disappointingly the town looks almost exactly like Namimori. He'd been hoping for something a little more...interesting. Oh well, Tsuna shrugs as he follows his knowing around like a dog on a leash. He's not here for interesting, he's here for his dad. When it tells him to hide in the shadow of an ally he does, when it tells him to look at fruit turned away from the left, he does, when it tells him this is one of the most important days of his life, he listens.

His knowing tells him to climb onto a roof in an old warehouse hours after he arrives, the sun's going down now and it's starting to get colder but he's determined. It tells him to creep along the side of the building until he finds a broken window. It tells him to go inside, slide low along the walkway and watch.

But before he's able to do more then lok in and catch a glimpse of two men soe one runs into him and they both go tumbling off the roof he's on. It's not a far fall, since they hit some luckily placed cloth roofs on the way down but it still hurts like a bitch.

Both him and the other boy groan. Tsuna rubs his aching head and looks scowling at the other boy. He looks a little bit older, he's got weird silver hair and very pretty green eyes. The other boys already glaring at him as well. That only makes Tsuna scowl harder as he hadn't been the one running along rooftops like a mad man.

"What the fuck, dude!" He only just opened his mouth and Tsuna can alrady tell he's not a fan, "Watch where your fucking going!"

Tsuna scoffs, "Yeah, let me just make sure I'm not standing anywhere ever again. You're the one who ran into me." Tsuna stood up and looked at his already wrecked hand, relieved it wasn't worse from that fall.

The other boy also stands up and bristiles, " We'll why we're you even up there!? That's no place for kids!"

Tsuna looks at him incredulously, "You're.. also a kid. What were you doing up there?"

Silver hair puffs up even higher, "That's not any of your business! Why do you even care, huh?!"

This guy was weird Like, Really weird. He kept looking around nervously when he wasn't trying to look scary. It was almost… cute? Weird.

Tsuna smirked, "Well," He drawled out mockingly, "I'm not the one who knocked myself and someone else off the side of a building, I think I'm allowed to ask. Don't you?"

The kid goes bright red and looks down and away, kicking at the dust, "I'm older than you probably.." He mumbled, "I'm Hayato, by the way."

He takes it back, he definitely likes this kind and he's adorable. "I'm Tsuna." He looks up at the roof and how far he's going to have to climb again. "Why were you running anyways?"

The kid, Hayato, looks like someone hit him with lightning bolt and he turns around so fast Tsuna almost doesn't see the way he ducks out of the hold of a black suited guy, "Because of that! Run!"

Tsuna without though grabs his hand and drags the bigger boy behind him as he runs. Hi knowing gives him directions on where to go, they have a couple close calls with Hayato calling out taunts at the group of men chasing them and Tsuna has to hide them a couple of times so he can laugh and Hayato can giggle before their off again. This goes on for a good twenty minutes before they finally lose the men and they both break down howling with laughter.

"Why-" Tsuna gasps, "Why were they chasing you?"

Hayato looks up from where he'd collapsed on the group to grin at him, "Their my fathers men and I slipped away from them for a bit." He flops on his back and breathes deeply, trying to stop the leftover giggles, "I got tired of them all going, 'Young Master, you can't look at that.' or 'Young Master, I must insist you slow down!'" Hayato scoffed, "What's the point of even coming to this country if I can't look at any of the stuff."

Tsuna stands fully upright with his hands on his hips and stares down at the boy, "So what you're saying is that your here with your dad and ran away because you were bored?"

Hayato scowled down at the ground," I mean.. I guess.." He wouldn't look up at Tsuna.

Tsuna bent at the waist to get close up to Hayato's face his head cocked to the side and a quizzical look on his face, "Your dad took you to a whole other country and you just...left?"

Hayato shrugged.

Tsuna flicked him in the forehead and when Hayato flinched away from him, one head coming up to rub at it he glared up at Tsuna, "Hey!"

Tsuna flicked him again.

Hayato squirmed away from him, "Stop it!" He whined hand held protectively to his forehead.

"I think your an idiot." Tsuna said bluntly. "If I had a dad and he cared enough to take me with him on a trip to another country I'd be ecstatic. But what? You decided to be bratty because he wasn't spending enough time with you?"

"No!" Hayato protested then scurred back some when Tsuna raised his finger pointedly, "He has been spending time with me! He was just busy today."

"Then why'd you run?"

"I.." Hayato blushed and looked down again, "I guess I just wanted him to spend all his time here with me and when he couldn't I got mad.."

Tsuna rolls his eyes at the childishness of the other and is eternally grateful he's never been this childish in his life but pats the other kid on the head anyways. When Hayato looks up questionably he smiles down at him. "It's a great thing to have Family that loves you, Hayato. You really shouldn't take that for granted."

Hayato stares up at him with literal stars in his eyes for some reason he doesn't know. And Tsuna can feel...something from him. Like from Hibari. It's the same, twisted want/want/destroy that always taints their interactions. Suddenly, out of nowhere as far as Tsuna can tell, he wants this older kid. Wants him to be his. To share everything with him.

The moment breaks when adult arms grab Hayato by the waist and lift him up away from Tsuna. The older boy starts to struggle before a voice calmly says, "Young Master, it's alright. It's only me." Hayato looks for the other boy, the Sky he'd found and been so close to keeping..!

But he's gone. Tsuna had vanished out of his life as quickly as he appeared. Not even when his guard hugs him to show he wasn't angry only relieved they'd found him, can Hayato look away from the last place he'd seen him. He feels almost empty, like he'd been filling up with water but then it'd all drained out of him in a rush. He takes the guards hand when it's offered to him and leaves the last place he'd seen his friend.

Tsuna waits just long enough, hidden in the shadow of some buildings to make sure the man who grabbed Hayato is someone he knows before he leaves. He can't afford another Hibari right now, not when he's so close to his goal. It doesn't matter that his chest hurts watching Hayato walk away, or that his throat clogs up when he's finally out of sight. He has to find his dad.

Tsuna returns to the building he was at before Hayato bowled him over and climbs all the way back up onto the ledge he was originally at. His knowing is still pulling him instead the building, so he follows. The first thing he sees is darkness. There's almost no light in the warehouse, since that's what it is Tsuna can tell now. The second thing he sees is a rickety walkway that his knowing is pulling him along. He takes silent steps, one after the other as his hand trails the guard rail until he sees a dim light and two figures somewhat in it. As he gets closer, Tsuna knows who one of the men automatically.

The first time Tsunayoshi sees his father, he's about to kill a man.

He's tall, Tsuna notices first. He's tall and he blends in with the shadows of the warehouse almost. He has on a black suit, a white shirt, a black hat and a yellow tie that matches a yellow stripe on his hat. Tsuna can't see his face, not from here, but he's standing tall like he doesn't have one fear in the whole wide world and Tsuna is smitten. He wants to be exactly like him, wants to look that put together, that intimidating.

There's a green lizard on Reborn's hat, Tsuna notices next. It's crawling around and Reborn doesn't even seem to notice it or if he does, he clearly doesn't care. Tsuna stares. The Lizard, he realizes, is staring back. Before he can duck down a shot rings in the air and the last thing Tsuna notices under the shadow of Reborn's overwhelming presence is the man on his knees in front of him. He's got one hand clutching a strangely smoking bullet wound that's staining his suit and he's also staring up at Reborn. But instead of the awe Tsuna knows is on his own face, this man looks terrified.

Tsuna's doesn't need his knowing to inform that he's going to watch Reborn kill a man. It's obvious despite how much Tsuna wants to deny it. There's no other outcome with all the things happening, the man, the bullet wound, the gun, Reborn's stance. Tsuna doesn't know what to do. He's never seen a man killed, not really. Not even with all the places he's been when he wasn't supposed to be. He doesn't want the man, whoever he was, to die. He can't stop this, there's no way. Does he even want to? Maybe he deserves it, maybe he's a horrible person, but Tsuna doesn't want to watch it happen-!

Another shot rings out somehow echoing even louder than the first now that Tsuna knows where that first shot went. It's so loud and so sudden that he doesn't even realize it was aimed in his direction until one of the bolts holding the platform he's on is shot out causing the whole thing to fall to one side. Tsuna slides down the metal grate floor but catches himself on a hand rail before he falls completely off the platform but before he can do anything else, try to climb up, something, anything at all to save himself, his knowing yells at him. Another shot is aimed at the walkway, tearing the last remaining bolt from the ceiling. Tsuna goes screeching down to the floor, feet and feet below him. Before he hits the ground and splats into an unidentifiable mess of Tsuna a bright green thing completely surrounds him.

Trapped in the green tarp(?) surrounded completely, Tsuna doesn't see the man's head explode or the blood that covers his small prison. He misses the way Leon, though he doesn't know the name yet, refuses to transform back until Reborn gives up and drags the body away from sight. He also misses the way Reborn has a silent argument with his partner on if he'll be cleaning the blood as well. Leon rolls his large eyes at the dramatic Hitman when he huffs and turns his back pointedly.

What Tsuna does see when he's freed from the strange material that saved him, after he blinks a bit to get rid of the bright lights that blind him, is the barrel of a gun held point blank at his face.

"Chaos."

They want that green money
But the, the green lies
And the grass ain't greener on the other side
To get that green money
Would you walk that green mile
Then pose for the camera while you wave and you smile
For the—