It was a cool early December morning that Totsuka Tatara found himself waking up. Bare muscular arms were wrapped around his nude body and an equally nude body was wrapped around him. Pale brown hair, bleached and dyed though it maybe, was fanned out around him mixing with his lover's bright red. Tatara's eyes softened considerably at the sight of his lover.

How blessed was he truly? He Totsuka Tatara once called Sawada Tsunayoshi? Sometimes Tatara truly felt he was not deserving of the wonderful life he now led. Abandoning his friends and first family was something he could never truly forgive himself of and still struggled with daily. The guilt of having led teenagers, mere children, into the dark underworld of the Mafia and then abandoning them for what at the time was a phantom King who when they met was not even a King yet.

Perhaps, Tatara mused, after December and the chaotic holiday season alongside Anna's birthday was over he would take him new family and introduce them to his old one?

It was after all coming up on the anniversary of the Ten Years Later battle and he did miss them terribly.

Yes, Tatara decided, come January he will introduce his Families. While he knew that the Vongola would be angry with him for a while he knew they could never truly hate him and he knew HOMRA and Vongola would be great friends…

Suoh Mikoto was not the type of man to fidget. Never the less, he felt the urge to come over him quickly as he stood in front of the door to his deceased lover's childhood home, apparently.

It was a decent sized house he realized. Something he never would have thought Tatara would grow up in considering the state the younger man had been in when they had met, beaten up as he had been he could tell the other hadn't been eating enough lately.

He felt a small hand envelope his and he turned slightly to look at red eyes. Anna blinked at him titling her head as if in question.

"I'm fine." He gruffly answered the unspoken question. Anna frowned knowing that it was a lie. Mikoto was most definitely not OK. But then again no one in their clan was okay. Tatara had been such a central part of their clan, no their Family, as Tatara had often told them. It wasn't so shocking that no one was 'OK'.

Leaning into her Guardian's side she nodded.

Kusanagi sighed from the other side of his King waiting for the home owner to answer the door.

"I'm coming, I'm coming~" A female voice stated as they heard feet rushing to answer the door. The door opened showing a pretty chin length brunette with warm brown eyes. Mikoto immediately noticed the similarities she had with Tatara. Same mouth, same nose.

Even though Tatara had a more European look about him, perhaps from his father?, there was no denying that this woman and Tatara were related.

"Ara~ I've never seen you around before." She blinked noticing how they look. And Mikoto definitely knew how they looked-like the delinquents and gang members they were often called. But apparently the lady did not care.

"Are you friends of Lambo-kun? Or maybe Hayato-kun's?" She hummed a little a bright smile on her face at the prospect of meeting friends of those who she had named.

"U-Uhm!" Yata spoke up from behind his King red faced. "A-Are you Sawada Nana-san?"

"Yes that is me." She was still smiling.

"W-We're friends of your son!" Yata blurted out. The smile on the woman's face quickly changed turning into a severe frown.

"T-Tsu-kun's… friends?" She whispered, tears blinking in her eyes. She then closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When her eyes opened again her smile was back but noticeably more strained then it was before.

"Will you please come in?" She asked gesturing them to come in and into the living room. Each member of HOMRA bowed slightly to her as they walked in taking their shoes off and making their way into the living room.

They stayed there for a good ten minutes before Nana walked into the room with a tray of tea for everyone.

"Sorry I had to call my husband. You must understand if you really are Tsu-kun's friends he needs to know, right away."

And if that didn't sound ominous Mikoto didn't know what did.

"Tsu-kun?" Anna questioned as she sat on the couch feet dangling off. She blinked up at Nana who smiled at her.

"Ah, did Tsu-kun not use his name? Makes sense since he did run away from home."

"Run away from home?" Eric asked from next to Fujishima who had handed the blond a cup of tea from the tray.

"Yes, something happened one day and the next… he was gone. Ah! But if he didn't use his real name then what do you know my son by?" She tilted her head as she sat down.

"Totsuka Tatara." Kusanagi stated pushing his glasses up his nose.

"Totsuka? Ah my maiden name." She sighed. "And Tatara the name I would have named my second born if I had any more children."

"If you don't mind me asking Nana-san." Kamamoto spoke up. "If Totsuka-san's name wasn't Totsuka what was his name."

"Ah, none of that Nana-san! Just call me Mama." She smiled warmly. "After all if your Tsu-kun's friends you are family." They winced at her saying that knowing they would have to sooner or later tell her her son's fate. "My son's birth name is Sawada Tsunayoshi."

Taking a deep sip of her tea.

"By the way, what are all your names?"

One by one HOMRA told her their names and she nodded.

"So if I may ask why did you come here today? And without my son too."

Everyone turned to their King to explain no one wanted to have to tell a mother that their son was dead and gone.

Mikoto sighed sadly the reminder that his lover was dead and gone suddenly rushing into his mind once again.

"Sawada-san. Our coming here wasn't… a social call." He said gruffly wanting to look away or better yet light a cigarette and leave and never come back to this reminder of his failure to protect the thing most important to him. "Your son, Totsuka Tatara or rather Sawada Tsunayoshi is… gone."

"Gone?" Nana whispered as if not understanding what those words mean. "Do you mean that Tsuna is..?!"

Kusanagi put a hand on his Kings shoulder and finished the older woman's sentence. "Tatara is dead." He wished it didn't come out as blunt as it did. Nana's eyes widened and her face paled. Her hands clenched around the tea cup in her hands. They were also shaking he noted.

"I… Tsu-kun is… but he…" Tears gathered in her eyes. Suddenly standing up her eyes shadowed by her hair. "If you will excuse me for a second."

She hastily excused herself letting HOMRA by themselves. It was silent for a little while until Shohei stood up suddenly looking around the living room noticing pictures of children. Looking at them he noticed a dark brown haired boy of around 14 with 2 others a tall short blacked hair teen and a shoulder length silver haired teen.

"Woah I think this might be Tatara-san!" Shohei exclaimed. Mikoto raised an eyebrow before standing up Anna following him to see.

"So it is." Mikoto exclaimed as he looked at the picture a memory coming forward.

"What are you doing Tatara?" Mikoto questioned as his lover sat in their apartment's bathroom humming to himself. It was only 2 weeks after they started to live together.

"King~" Tatara stated as a greeting. "What exactly does it look like? I'm bleaching my hair, duh~" Tatara laughed as he continued on. Mikoto walked closer to him, putting on gloves to help Tatara with it.

"I didn't know you bleached your hair." He said questioningly.

"Mhmm I do. I'm not a huge fan of my natural hair color. I much prefer my dyed color."

"What is your natural hair color?" Mikoto asked unnaturally chatty today. Tatara locked eyes with his boyfriend as if looking for something and smiled softly.

"Dark brown."

Yes Tatara had told him that his naturally hair color was this shade of brown. Mikoto was curious though. It was obvious his late boyfriend had friends here in the town of Namimori so what had caused his as a young teen to run away from this life?

"Shohei! Put those down before you break them!" Dewa's voice cut into Mikoto's concentration as he spotted Chitose holding some more pictures. From what he could see from his point of view it was Tatara and 6 other people.

"Shohei." He said and Shohei blushed before putting the picture down leaving the other clan member to sigh in relief.

The sound of the front door opening caused the clan to go silent as they heard two sets of feet walking closer to the living room.

"Mama-san!" One voice called out raspy like, Kusanagi recognized it as the voice someone who smoked cigarettes to have.

And then the voices were in front of the living room.

The green eyes of one of the men widened when he saw them and he locked eyes with certain people in the clan before his eyes rested on Mikoto and he suddenly tensed.

"A Sky?" He whispered. Mikoto had no idea what the hell that meant. He once again turned Kusanagi, then Yata, Kamamoto, Eric, and Dewa. "Rain, Storm, Lightning, Cloud, and Mist too. No Sun though."

The other man next to him watched them with eerie piercing eyes.

"Who are you and what are you doing in this house?"

And then Mikoto recognized them. They were the two teens from the photo that Tatara was in.

AN:So here it is the sequel to The Sky's Sun. Finally woo. Okay so this fic literally takes place days before the start of season one (duh) so yeah!

I think this might be 3 parts. Please tell me how you like it!