Through Seas and Heavens

Summary: "For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one." – Khalil Gibran. FemTsuna. Reincarnation. Short Chapters – Longer Chapters in the future.

Just a warning: FemTsuna, Reincarnation, AU, Language, Clichés, MistGuardian!Shamal, Messed Time Line, More in the Future

I don't own anything related to Katekyo Hitman Reborn or Bleach.

Chapter IV. Chat

Shamal threw his cigarette away with a click of his tongue, raising both of his hands as he walked past the two nurses standing by the entrance of the only hospital in town. The old woman and her companion gave him a dirt look, noses wrinkling at the smell of tabaco clinging to him, but didn't try to stop him from walking into the building.

They knew better than that, especially after the last time someone tried to detain him.

Snorting with laugher, he followed the familiar path leading to the stairway. He wasn't in the mood of using the elevator and walking to the fourth floor would do him some good. It was the perfect way to calm his nerves.

Dealing with idiots always made the doctor want to kill something.

"Shamal," At his name, he stopped walking, turning his head slightly to see a familiar doctor staring at him with lazy, but sharp, brown eyes.

Ever since his encounter with the principal of Tsuna's school, Shamal had been wondering when the older man would show up so they could have a chat. After all, he was the only one in town who knew exactly who and what Shamal was.

"Kurokawa-san," Shamal greeted the other man. "Do you need anything?"

The tall, slender man sighed, running a hand through his short black hair as he leaning against the wall. He didn't say anything for a while, staring out of the window beside him with distant eyes.

"Should I worry about lives of the children of this town?" He asked after two or three minutes of silence. Shamal shoved his hands inside the pockets of his brown pants, tilting his head slightly, "I can't imagine you letting those who touched her go so easily."

"Oh?" The long-haired doctor asked, as if indulging a small child. "Whatever you mean by that?"

Shamal knew exactly what he meant by that but the grey-eyed man was so used to feign ignorance or innocence at that kind of question – at that kind of silent accusation – that he hadn't even stopped to think before the words found their way out of his mouth.

"People like you have only one way to deal with those that threaten what's yours," Kurokawa gave him a look, not beating around the bushes and going straight to the point. "Someone tries to betray them? Murder. Someone insults them? Murder. Someone looks at them the wrong way? Murder. Someone ruins their laundry? Murder. So, I'll ask again; should I worry about lives of the children of this town?"

"You seem to be mistaking me for a ranging Storm or a hot-tempered Cloud," Shamal pointed out, amused, "I'm neither."

"No," Kurokawa said, "You're worse."

Shamal smiled that same smile Tsuna liked to compare to the friendly shark's from Finding Nemo; a large smile full of teeth that said that he'd smelled your blood and you were nothing but fresh meat.

Eying the man standing before him, Shamal hummed in thought as he tried to understand what Kurokawa wanted with this conversation. There had to be a reason why he had come looking for Shamal. Thankfully, it didn't take long for the assassin for hire to connect all the clues presented to him.

"Kurokawa-san," The grey-eyed man said slowly, "Are you worried about the children of our small little town or are you worried about your daughter?" The other man twitched, causing Shamal's smile to grow, "Was your daughter involved somehow?"

Do I need to put her on my list? Was the question both of them heard but was never voiced.

Despite the fact that only four brats had pushed Tsuna off the cliff, Shamal wasn't stupid enough to believe that others weren't involved somehow, to believe that there hadn't been bystanders watching as those little monsters tormented his sweet orange-eyed ward. And, while only those three would have the worst – ahem – accidents if necessary, Shamal would make sure that those bystanders were also punished.

Inaction, after all, was worse than action.

"No," Kurokawa snarled. "Hana, however, told me what happened."

Not that surprising since Kurokawa's daughter was Tsuna's classmate and nothing stayed a secret in that school when it involved his ward. So, of course the girl had told her father about what happened.

Shamal smile turned a little more cheerfully, making him look less dangerous, "Then why are you worried?"

"Because people like you are unpredictable." Kurokawa replied without missing a beat.

"Now you're describing my type properly." Shamal said, happily, "Just don't forget it."

Kurokawa pursued his lips, "Because accidents happen?"

Shamal grin was all confirmation the older man needed.

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-Cissnei.