My inspiration flows faster than I can type. That's why this is up instead of another chapter of my existing fics. Ch. 2 of Heaven's Garden currently has over 7k words. It's supposed to be about 10k long, but with the way some scenes are writing themselves in, it'll probably be in the 15-20k range.

Summary: AR Through a series of incidents, the bloodline of the Primo is thought to be lost and thus Tsuna is never registered on the Vongola family tree. That doesn't stop Tsuna from interacting with his ancestor though. Parental!1stGen.

Pairings: None or 10thGenxTsuna in a friendshippy way. I don't write romance people! It's something I'll have to remedy though, but not in this story.

Warnings: OCs, OOC, Language, Violence, Alternate Reality

There will be an important OC who is the one that will be trained to be Decimo by Reborn instead.

Chapter 1: Lost, But Not Forgotten

When Dazai Iemitsu was born, his mother held him in her arms with great joy and sadness. His father had been the victim of a drunk driver not too long ago and she mourned that her beloved could not be there to see his son. They had planned to marry after things had settled, what with her elopement and current state of pregnancy. As it was, her son would not take the name of Sawada.

Dazai Fumiko was too weak to leave the hospital and knew that soon she would be leaving her infant son behind for good. Her nurse, whose surname was coincidently the same as her recently deceased love, became a close friend for the ailing mother and eventually promised to adopt and raise the child as her own.

Sawada Reiko would shortly after marry a blond American man and eight years later divorce him. He would take the two kids he sired and Iemitsu would once again take Sawada as his surname.

By the time Iemitsu had a child of his own, he, and everyone else, believed that he was half-American. Reiko never did correct Iemitsu on his true heritage and had passed away from cancer before her son ever met Nana.

Sawada Tsunayoshi clearly took after his mother, but sometimes Iemitsu would look at his son and think that his face was incredibly familiar. Like he had seen it before, but couldn't remember when or where. Ah well. It didn't matter. No matter what, this was still his cute little Tuna fish.

He did wonder what went on in that child's mind though. Sometimes, Tsuna would laugh for no reason and sometimes he would cry for no reason. Occasionally he would even reach his arms up as if asking for someone in front of him to pick him up. His eyes would usually be looking over Iemitsu's shoulder or around an empty room, almost as if he was tracking something invisible.

Iemitsu had Tsuna taken for an eye exam, but nothing could be found so he simply chalked it up to a rapidly developing mind and maybe an imaginary friend or two. That was his boy! He was sure to be one smart kid when he grew up.

"C'mon Tsuna! You can do it! Say it with me! Say Otou-chan! Oh-Tou-Chan!"

"Ooo-ou…ji!"

"Did you hear that Nana! He said it! He said Otou-chan!"

"How wonderful! But I don't think that's what he meant though."

And indeed Tsuna was reaching for the glass of carrot juice in Iemitsu's hand. Iemitsu promptly slumped over, but in the end spoon fed some of it to his son who decided that he didn't like the taste and spat it back into his father's face.

Late in the night, Iemitsu and Nana had fallen asleep, never noticing that the batteries to the baby monitor in Tsuna's room had died. Otherwise they might have heard the sounds of giggling and laughter and their darling child's first word that night.

"C'mon Tsuna! You can do it!" A blond man, glowing softly in the dark room, stood before the smiling baby.

"Say it with me! Giotto! Gi-Oh-Toh!"

"Gi-gi-gio-ou! Gio-ou!"

"Di-did you hear that G! He said it! He said Giotto!" The blond grabbed his pink-haired friend by his shoulders and began shaking him. G's head snapped back and forth a few times, before he broke free and put the blond into a headlock.

"Calm down you idiot! You're as much of a spazz as your descendent!"

"I can't help it G! Just look him! Look! Aren't you just the most pwecious thing ever. Yes you are. Yes you are."

Tsuna continued to giggle as Giotto babbled back to him in a sickeningly sweet tone.

"Children are indeed a precious gift from God." The black haired priest smiled down at the child.

"Can you say Knuckle?"

"Uck-kuh!"

"Oh c'mon. All kids are brats and you're getting all worked up for no reason. He can't even say anything properly yet." The green haired man behind him scoffed.

"Am-ou!"

"Ah ha! You've been trying to get him to say your name first haven't you, you damn-"

"G! Language!"

"Ahahaha. Now, now. G's just a little upset that Tsuna's keeps calling him-"

"Shut up! Shut the hell up right now flute-freak!"

"Asa-ii!"

"Nufufufu." Swirling glowing mist appeared by the baby's cradle.

"You!"

"Yes. Me."

"What are you doing here you traitor?!"

"Why I've been visiting for some time now. In fact, I was the second one to meet this little one."

He looked around the room in amusement at the various reactions he garnered. As if to support this, Tsuna clapped and point at him.

"Aemahn!"

"Nufufufu. It's seems like we've all been trying to have little Tsunayoshi's first word. Why don't we make it a contest? The one whose name he properly calls out first wins."

"How's that fair?" whined Lampo. "G's name is the shortest and Asari is already in the brat's native tongue." Everyone ignored Giotto's plaintive cry of 'don't call him a brat!'

"See that's what I'm trying to say." Continued Ugetsu. "Tsunayoshi calls G by his full name which G refuses to acknowledge. If he calls G by well, G, then G will win."

"What is G's full name anyway?"

"Oh it's Genev-" With a roar G attempted to tackle the swordsman.

"Wah! Gii-newha!"

"Ah!" The pink haired man abandoned his attack and rushed over to the baby. "Nonono. It's G! Just G!"

"Gii-n"

"Yes! G!"

"Gii-newha!"

"No! G!"

"Newha!" G slumped comically as Giotto patted him on the back.

"There, there Genevra."

"You! This is all your fault isn't it!"

"Oh dammi-wai-wait! G! I didn't mean to-"

"Nufufufufu. Genevra was it? What an interesting name."

As the room descended chaos, a blond in a trench coat stepped up next to the cradle. His eye twitched in annoyance at the scene in front of him. They were causing a disturbance and keeping the child awake with their pointless argument. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs.

"Alaude."

The entire room froze.

"Alaude. Alaude. Alaude." Tsuna smiled brightly, giggling and clapping as he reached for the shiny metal cuffs dangling above him.

"You son of a-," Surprisingly, it was Giotto who snapped first as he lunged towards his friend.

Genevra-Race of women

I firmly believe that G's full name is a woman's name.

For the sake of the story, Daemon's betrayal still happened, but he's still a bodiless spirit like the rest and able to join them in wandering around.