Summary: When Nana asks for a divorce completely out of the blue one day, Iemitsu rushes to Japan, worried about his son. And when he gets there, Iemitsu is horrified to find that his six-year-old son is nowhere to be seen, and Nana is pretending ignorance. Three-shot. Nana-bashing. No pairings. Slightly OOC.

SkyGem: So…I have quite a few Iemitsu-bashing fics, but none about Nana. And the thing is…even though I do love Nana most of the time, at the beginning of the manga, she annoyed the hell out of me with how lowly she thought of her own son. So that, along with the fact that Iemitsu is still a KHR character and I don't want to grow to detest him too much, is the main reason for this fic. I'm sure that, in his own way, Iemitsu is trying his best; he's just too much of an airhead to see that he's not going about things the right way. Anyways, hope you like this fic, ne?

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR.

"Can I help you?"

Iemitsu stared, dumbfounded, at the man that had just answered the door, blinking once before asking, "Who the hell are you?"

The man, who seemed maybe one or two years younger than him, furrowed his brows a little, saying, "I'm the fiancé of the woman who owns this house. And just who might you be?"

Again, there was silence for a few moments as Iemitsu tried to absorb what was going on before he blinked once, then answered with, "I'm Sawada Iemitsu, the ex-husband of the woman that lives here."

At this, the other man's eyebrows rose into his hairline, before he turned back into the house and called, "Honey! Could you come here for a moment?"

There were a few moments of silence, during which Iemitsu and the other man stared each other, before they both heard the shuffle of feet, and a voice asking, "Is there something…"

Nana was immediately silenced when she turned the corner and saw just who was standing at her doorway, her eyes widening with surprise.

"This man says the he is your ex-husband," said her fiancé in a skeptical voice.

Fighting to keep her face straight, Nana smiled cluelessly, saying, "I don't have an ex-husband…maybe he's at the wrong house?"

Iemitsu's eyebrow twitched when he heard this, but he decided to ignore what she has said, for he had other priorities at this moment in time.

"Where is Tsunayoshi?" he asked, looking Nana straight in the eyes, and the woman flinched just the slightest bit at his voice.

Putting on that sickening, clueless smile again, Nana tilted her head to the side, saying, "I'm sorry, but…who might Tsunayoshi be…?"

Upon hearing these words, the CEDEF leader felt icy dread begin to pool in the pit of his stomach, and he glared fiercely at the woman he had once thought he'd loved and said, "Don't fuck with me. You know exactly who I'm talking about, you disgusting excuse for a human being. Now tell me: what the hell have you done to my son?"

"Hey! Who the hell do you think you are?" demanded Nana's fiancé, his face outraged, "You have no right to talk to-"

And suddenly, Iemitsu's rage and worry for his son boiled over, and he cut the man off by smashing his head against the doorjamb.

Nana let out a terrified scream as her fiancé fell to the floor, completely unconscious.

And at that exact moment, a little head of black hair rounded the corner and ran up to the man on the floor, shouting, "Otou-san!"

Before the four-year-old can reach his father, though, Nana reached out and pulled him to her, and the boy, terrified, clutched at her shirt, sobbing quite loudly.

As Nana tried to reassure him, keeping one terrified eye on Iemitsu, said man looked at the two disgustedly.

"I am absolutely disappointed in you. How could you replace your own son?" snarled the blond, no longer feeling any semblance of that emotion called love towards the woman cowering on the floor.

When she didn't reply, merely cowering back in fear, Iemitsu sneered down at her for a moment longer before turning to leave the house.

Walking down the driveway, Iemitsu turned to his left and began running down the sidewalk, looking for his sun.

As his eyes roved over the landscape, Iemitsu pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, thinking to call some of his men to help him search for the young Tsunayoshi.

Just as the phone had started ringing, though, the blond had reached a small playground where he knew his son often played, and stopped short.

There, in the sandbox, sat a tiny little brunet, slowly building a sandcastle.

Feeling complete and utter relief wash over him, Iemitsu quickly put his cell phone away and rushed up to the kid, calling, "Tsuna!"

The little boy started upon hearing his name, and when he looked up, Iemitsu was alarmed to see that his normally bright and cheerful brown eyes were completely dull and lifeless, as if the boy had lost his reason to live.

As he registered just who he was seeing, though, little Tsuna's eyes became teary, and he started sobbing, holding his arms out to his father to be picked up.

The blond immediately obliged, pulling the little boy up into the safety of his arms, surprised at how cold his skin was.

Before he could comment on this, though, Tsuna's little arms wrapped tightly around his father's neck, and he buried his head into his shoulders, sobbing, "Otou-saan…I w-was so s-s-scared!"

"Hush now. You're alright, Tsu-kun, I'm here now, and I promise, I won't let anything bad happen to you, alright?" said Tsuna, rubbing gentle circles into his son's back. "Now come one. Let's go somewhere warmer and get some hot chocolate, alright?"

Tsuna just nodded into his father's shoulder, not looking up and not loosening his grip on his father's neck as the man began walking towards the hotel the two of them would be staying in until they could catch a flight to Italy, leaving their life in Japan behind.

SkyGem: Well, that's chapter one. Please do leave a review and let me know what you thought, ne? Ciao!