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Warning: Slight, very slight, spoilers ahead. Read at your own risk. (Tenkuu Shinpan)

When Sawada Tsunayoshi woke up, two hours after whatever his father and his father's boss did to him, he held a different set of memories in addition to his current one. His eyes were glassy and unfocused as his mind ran through the memories that suddenly replayed in front his mind- a particularly old one, one from when he had just donned the mask. He was-

Looking through a scope, his rifle aimed at a girl- an innocent, wide-eyed teen whose eyes were still full of light despite this dark, dark world- and his fingers hesitated. 'What if-' he thought in a rare moment of self-awareness. A brief moment of escape from the control of the Mask Program. Before he could think any further, however, a jolt from within his mind and from the mask that he now wore reminded him of his mission. His purpose.

Cause despair.

He readjusted his aim, his body oblivious to his will, and-

Fired.

He felt something making its way up from his stomach, burning his throat and giving his mouth a sour taste. Tsuna rushed to the bathroom, heaving the contents of his lunch into the toilet. Tears gathered around his eyes as the faces of his victims flashed through his eyes- and the contents inside the toilet grew.

Tsuna could not gather the strength and courage to go to school for a week.

After all, he was a murderer, was he not?

(He ignored the voice at the back of his mind telling him how uncool he was right now.)

The first thing Tsuna did, after that one week of mourning for those he killed and those he had failed to protect, was to sort himself out. He was both Sawada Tsunayoshi and Makoto Yūka (shortened to Yū), after all. Yū still exists in Tsuna as a separate entity but he was also Tsuna. It was a confusing ordeal, for the both of them.

Both agreed to have Tsuna as the 'main' personality. Tsuna was to receive training from Yū, while the older personality also helped Tsuna improve his studies, helping him learn through his own methods. Both learned that Tsuna was a physical and a visual-spatial learner. That meant that the kid learned through doing things while learning or imaging his thoughts.

Once that was over, Yū convinced Tsuna to get clothes that are more fashionable. Tsuna was offended that Yū does not think that hoodies are fashionable and both ended up having to compromise. Tsuna still keep his hoodies, but they were usually white or black. Yū still gets his cool and fashionable get up with nail polish (that Nana was all too delighted to apply) and the usage of different accessories (such as shades, fedoras, and jewelry).

Tsuna also resolved to learn how to help with household chores, like learning how to use the laundry machine, how to cook, how to sew, how to clean the house, and taking care of their mini botanical garden. Both Yū and Tsuna were unsure how that would make them look 'cool', but once Nana had praised them- err- Tsuna and commented on how reliable he was, both Yū and Tsuna sang a different tune and they thought that being known as reliable was definitely cool.

However, right now, right now, Tsuna was facing his classroom, his lips set in a grimace as he thought about how school was going to suck.

Only to get a reminder from Yū that he was not alone. That he had a friend that was technically him at the same time.

Tsuna quietly snickered, 'I guess I've got a friend in me.' He heard Yū groan at the reference.

'We aren't going to make Toy Story references now,' the sniper said, making Tsuna smile. It was weird and Tsuna was sure talking to himself was most likely a sign of insanity, but he could care less. Yū was his first friend, even if the man had been him in a different life, time, and world.

Sawada felt different, after two weeks of absence. His back was straight, his eyes looked forward, not downward, and his lips were set in a slight smile that they had not seen since everyone had chosen to make him their little scapegoat. He was wearing long sleeves and a vest, a slight contrast to his usual, no vest short-sleeved look. When he walked in, he ignored the words written on his desk, though his normally umber eyes flashed into maroon for a split-second. It was as if he was a different person, and when the teacher called him for answers, Sawada was able to answer at least some correctly.

The evident shock that came with the event disgusted them.

The smile on his lips faltered and he wondered what will happen if he was not good at sports.

Her eyes met with her friend's steel grey ones, who scoffed at their classmate's idiocy.

Her eyes met with her friend's kinder brown eyes, who gave a soft giggle at her reaction.

Maybe it was time for them to stop being cowards and take a step forward.

Like Sawada.

Tsuna blinked in surprise when the three most popular students in school suddenly accosted him as he made his way to the lone sakura tree at the back of the school. When the surprise faded, he stiffened. Yū's influence told him of all the possible ways he could incapacitate the three should they choose to hurt him like the rest of the school. Tsuna's experience told him that he would be able to survive the fall if he fell out of which window, the path to the closest stairwells, and the possible places he could hide. The contrasting desires kept him rooted in place, his eyes restless darting towards the countless exits and the weaknesses within his classmates' postures.

"Kurokawa-san, Sasagawa-san, Yamamoto-san," Tsuna greeted, "How may I help you?" He forced himself to relax- he did not want to seem rude to the three. Not when the students within the hallway were watching them. Yū made a passing comment that they were like vultures, waiting for him to 'drop dead' in order to 'eat' him. Tsuna mentally told Yū that, while the metaphor was fitting, he did not need a reminder of Namimori's demonic protector.

The three gave each other a look, the female pair giving Yamamoto a questioning look while the male offered a sheepish grin. They looked at each other for a while, like animals sizing each other up. They nodded at each other and gave a grin to Tsuna (except for Hana, who just gave him an expectant look). The boy felt something tell him that something was changing, and it was not Yū.

"We want you to join us for lunch!"

Tsuna wanted the ground to swallow him up while Yū gleefully congratulated him. The man also informed him that Tsuna should also get the Little Demon of Namimori to spar with him. (Tsuna ignored the advice, for now.)

The whole hallway erupted into whispers, and Yū wondered how elementary kids could be so... like high schoolers?

(He and Tsuna later finds out that Namimori is full of retired criminals and their families.)

(Their behaviours made so much sense.)

(Namimori children were criminals in the making.)

(Tsuna was not so sure what to think about that.)

(Especially after Yū pointed out the tiny detail that their frequently absent father may or may not be an active criminal.)

OWARI

Author's note: I'm sorry guys. I have gone and done a thing. A thing that will also have a random updates. Yes, I've made Namimori some sort of sanctuary for retired criminals who may or may not have passed a few, probably, harmless skills to their children. There are also civilians in Namimori, but their children are also affected by some behaviours from the children with questionable familial backgrounds. Of course, the memory had been made up.

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