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Ciaossu !

This is my new fanfic, and if you read the summary, it's a Time Travel fic. I know there are many of them out there… but this is my version, okay? :)

The setting is in an alternate universe, and there are no parings; at least for now. If you have any suggestions/feedback, please review and tell me your opinions. I'd really appreciate it because it tells me if I should keep on updating, and if what I'm writing is actually good.

It's rated T, though the rating may change later on. There's going to be blood, violence, drug/alcohol use, and minor-strong cussing. However, there will not be any lemons, limes, or any kind of explicit content. If there are going to be any pairings, then it would only be a minor part of the story. The main focus here is on the friendships and bonds of Tsuna and his guardians.

This is a long author's note, I know. Just bear with me. I'm really picky about grammar and spelling, but I make mistakes sometimes. If you notice one, be a dear and tell me. I'll probably update once or twice a week, depending on how long the next chapter is.

Enjoy~

It was a dark and rainy day in Namimori. Black clouds covered the normally blue skies as heavy showers flooded every inch of the town.

The citizens all retreated into their homes, sheltering themselves from the rain. They were completely oblivious to the frightening massacre that was currently happening in the forest. The heavy fall of the rain and the clapping thunder masked the sounds of the ongoing battle.

A lone figure stood in the midst of the battle, dodging bullets and slashing down enemies with flame covered gloves. There had to be at least fifty people surrounding him, not including the dead that were scattered across the ground.

All of them were dressed in typical mafia suits, and wore the crest of multiple rival families. The majority of them were flame users, while the remainder of them used hand guns.

Despite being outnumbered, the lone man was easily overpowering the remaining Mafiosi. He grabbed a man by the face, the flames eating up features at an alarming rate.

It caused a scream to echo throughout the forest. The burned man dropped dead, his face disfigured and demented.

The brunette then took off to the air, propelled by orange sky flames. Some followed him, not realizing their grave mistake. As soon as they were airborne, flames surrounded them, burning them to ashes.

It was a disgusting sight, however, their executioner remained emotionless.

The Mafiosi who stayed on the ground looked up in terror. They tried their luck with long ranged attacks, but proved useless when it was all turned to ice.

The man only smirked as he ironically used their own attacks to finish them off, sending needles of ice through their bodies with a simple wave of his hand.

The last one standing, who was probably the boss, quivered in the sight of the brown haired demon coming towards him.

"Vongola, please spare me! My superiors ordered me to do this! I'm just an innocent bystander!"

When he saw that his lying words didn't affect the approaching demon in the slightest, he panicked and started spouting anything that came to mind.

"W-what if I give you a million dollars? I c-c-could even give you a billion! Or-" His sentence cut off as his executor smiled and leaned down as if to embrace him. Overwhelmed with relief, he started to negotiate conditions.

It was foolish of him to think that Vongola would be swayed by a bribe of money, proven so, when he found a hand plunged through his chest.

The demon returned to its emotionless state and roughly ripped his hand out, leaving the heavily bleeding man to suffocate in his own blood.

It was only then that the demon's fire faded, and his striking orange eyes reverted back to their normal brown. The demon-turned-human buckled under exhaustion, and leaned onto a nearby tree for support. He stood there for a while, closing his eyes and listening to the heavy rain pour. It had a calming effect, and the man finally opened his eyes, revealing beautiful caramel orbs, overflowed with sorrow.

"Yamamoto…are you grieving? Is that why the sky is crying?" He asked, although he was the only one there. The only one still alive.

The man was soaked to the bone, his shredded designer suit drenched in water and blood. Several cuts and bullet holes riddled his frail body. It was a miracle how his chestnut brown hair stayed spiked.

Looking at the blood stained grass, he mumbled softly, "Even now you wash everything away, like a blessed shower. You always were there to cheer me on…and to cover up my mistakes."

The brunette lifelessly walked towards the stream. He didn't even notice that he tripped over a corpse until he was facing the angry clouds above, lying on his backside.

"I avenged you…everyone. I killed them all, see?" he weakly gestured towards the piles of bodies "Every last one of those traitors. You'll come back now, right? I promise I won't crowd…and I'll try my best to not be a herbivore anymore!" At that point, his voice cracked from raw emotion and he began to sob.

"Please. Please come back. I…I can't do this anymore." He weakly spoke out.

Lightning flashed across the sky, and the weather was getting more and more agitated; a sign that a storm was quickly approaching.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough. I failed you all. I couldn't protect everyone. I'm so sorry everyone. You never should have believed in me, Gokudera. I was never worthy of your support and loyalty… " The mafia boss' eyes were filled with pain and regret.

"I'm the one responsible for it all. It was my fault. I killed everyone…I killed my entire family."

His eyelids were heavy and his body was numb. He was tired…just so tired; tired of the fighting alone, tired of living an empty and meaningless life.

With the last of his strength, he lifted up a hand towards the sky. It was stained with blood; some of which was his own.

"These hands have killed many. I guess it's time I suffer the consequences. To think that I might be able to go to heaven, where my friends are… I don't think it's possible for a monster like me."

Those were the last words of the tenth Vongola boss.

That was the day Sawada Tsunayoshi died.

End

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