Decided to start another Katekyo Hitman Reborn Fanfic! This is an AU, but I'll try not to make the characters too OOC. Don't worry, I'll keep on working on the other story as well if you want me to.

I was inspired by two stories: Chained Away by FeastofDeath and The Clear Sky by Evangelical. They both haven't been updated recently, so I got an idea from both, so it's thanks to those two that I was able to come up with the idea with this fic.

Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own KHR! I know it's hard to believe, but seriously! (JK) The wonderful genius who came up with this anima/manga is Akira Amano!

Seemingly in the middle of nowhere was a vast, vibrant field, bordered by clusters of trees. Various flowers of all different colors swayed along with the tall green grass as a gentle breeze picked up. The wind carried the sweet smell emitted from the flowers into the air. The sky was crystal blue. Wisps of fluffy white clouds inched across the world's ceiling, outlined by the dazzling sun.

Standing in the middle of the field was a tall young man. He wore a clean white dress shirt that framed his thin yet lean body and dress pants. His golden hair swished from side to side on his head, his bangs sweeping back and forth over his eyes.

"I don't want you to get hurt."

The wind made a soft sound that could only be heard due to the lack of noise coming from the occupants of the field. The man had his back faced towards someone standing behind him.

"That is why I'll,"

The man arched his head to the side, a gentle smile plastered on his face.

"definitely protect you."

The field vanished. All that could be seen was the man. Still smiling, he stood as soft, transparent light began rolling off of his body in the form of flames. His expression was firm and comforting, yet somewhat sad.

A thin hand reached out for the man as if attempting to grab him. But for some reason, the hand couldn't reach him.

"No..."

A desperate voice called out as the man's body slowly began to fade as the flames grew, almost alive, like it was eating up the figure caught within its grasp.

"Please..."

The flames grew significantly. They engulfed the man in blinding orange light.

"don't..."

The hand flexed and tried to find something solid to grip within the flames to no avail. The last scene of the man was his unwavering smile before it too disappeared. The flames ruled over all, leaving nothing else in sight but a fiery inferno and a strong, sorrowful feeling that was despair.

"Don't leave me!"

Yes, it's very short, I know. But this is just the prologue! Please read the next chapter for the actual start of the story!