Sogno di Volare

Summary: "Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage." – Lao Tzu. FemTsuna. ShortChapters – Longer Chapters in the future.

Just a warning: FemTsuna, AU, Language, Clichés, Soulmate Identifying Marks AU, Age Difference, Messed Up Time Line, More in the Future

Just so you know (Name): Tsuna writes as "Bond" while Tama writes as "Soul". In my mind, I see the meaning of this name as "A Soul's Bonds" or "The Soul that Bonds". I have not seen the name Tsunatama used before so I am pretty sure I created it.

I don't own anything related to Katekyo Hitman Reborn or Marvel!

Chapter 1. Hate

Until the day her husband came to visit with a cousin that she had never known existed, Sawada Nana had never bothered to feel anything but apathy and disgust toward her husband and his family.

Hate was a strong and ugly word and her mother had taught her to not use it lightly.

And she didn't; not even when Sawada Iemitsu apparently fell in lus – love with her at first sight and decided to take her freedom – her chance of ever being happy – away from her by blackmailing her father into signing a unbreakable marriage contract between the two of them.

For years, Nana had been able to say with conviction that she had never felt anything similar to hate. In a way, she had thought that such emotion was beneath her… At least that was until it happened.

Nana had been cleaning the dishes, humming happily as she raised her head to look through the window. It was a beautiful day and the sound of her daughter's giggles as the little girl played with her ball in the backward made it better.

Her husband, who had finally taken a break from work, was in the hallway, talking in hushed tones with his Italian cousin.

Nana ignored the two.

In her mind, they were neither important nor a threat. Soon, the two of them would leave and her and her daughter would be able to continue living their lives peacefully without their presence, especially Iemitsu's, staining the very air they breathed in.

How foolish and arrogant of her. She should have paid more attention to them because there was moment of silence as they left the hallway and then –

Then she heard it; a piercing wail filled with pain and despair that caused a sob to escape from her lips. Her ears started ringing at the sound; it was far too similar to the sound her precious older brother made after his soulmate died.

Nana's fingers went numb, causing the plate she was holding to fall and shatter in little pieces, and heart squeezed painfully against her chest with pure fear as she started running.

"Ah, Nana!"

She stopped, almost tripping on her feet. Slowly, Nana turned around with a bright – fake, fake, fake – smile, her fingers twitching with impatience.

"Yes dear?"

Iemitsu beamed, his blue eyes lighting up like it always did when she spoke to him with that sweet tone of voice. If Nana hadn't felt anything but disgust when looking at him, she would have found him to a handsome man with his dark blonde hair, olive skin and board shoulders.

"I'm taking Timoteo to his hotel, he's tired." He made a motion to his cousin. And indeed, the old Italian man looked absolutely exhausted for some reason, "I'll be back later!"

"Of course! Be safe," Nana wiggled a finger at him.

She saw the fact that she had yet to kick the two out of the house so she could follow the cries coming from the backyard as a win for her. After all, what if he decided to stay just because of that? No. Nana couldn't risk it.

Iemitsu barked a laughed, "Don't worry love, us Sawada men are all strong!"

Nana forced herself to giggle before saying goodbye to Timoteo. The old man smiled and said something in Italian before the two finally – finally – left the house.

She waited until the door closed and the black car parked outside left before starting to run once more.

The moment she stepped outside and brown eyes locked with sunset orange, Nana knew that something was wrong.

Her daughter, her sweet little Tsuna, was pale, her lips trembling as it gained a ugly shade of blue and those beautiful and unique eyes looked like they could no longer see.

The woman kneeled next to Tsuna, her hands hovering above the small six years old child as she tried and failed to not think about the possibility that maybe something had hap – She took a deep breath. No. Nana refused to believe or even think about it.

Hesitantly, she took her daughter's arm. It was impossible for her to not wince when Tsuna didn't react, as if she couldn't even feel the touch.

Nana raised the sleeve of the shirt, her heart skipping a beat with pure and unaltered relief when she saw that her baby's soulmark was still intact.

That relief, though, was short lived.

If the her daughter hadn't been brought to this state because something had happened to her soulmate then why her child was looking like a broken little doll who no longer knew why she was even alive?

"Mama –"

Nana blinked, being pulled out of her thoughts and looking into Tsuna's eyes once more.

It was really difficult for the woman to do so without crying but she couldn't let herself show any sign of weakness. Nana needed to be strong for both of them.

Fat tears started stared to stream down from Tsuna's eyes; one by one, like beads from a broken necklace, "– Mama... It hurts. It hurts."

"What's hurting, Tsu-chan? Mama will help." No matter what she had to do, Nana would make it better.

"Everything." Tsuna sobbed, "It's gone and now everything hurts. Tsu-chan wants it back. I want it back! Give it back to me!" At the end, she started to get more and more hysterical.

Wrapping her child in a warm embrace, Nana had to take a shuddering breath as Tsuna stayed still, recoiling into a little ball as she stared at nothing in particular with wide eyes, muttering the same words over and over again under her breath.

Tsuna's sobs became louder and Nana tried to think. If she could find out exactly what happ – The woman buried her face into her child short hair, not wanting to let Tsuna see the expression she made as realization hit her.

"Mama, help me."

Nana held her daughter tighter.

They did something.

She didn't know what or how but Iemitsu and his cousin had done something. They had harmed Tsuna and then ran away from the consequences like cowards, that was why they left in such hurry.

Her blood boiled in her veins and Nana wanted to scream, she wanted to warp her hands around their necks and demand to know what they had done and why. She –

"It hurts. Mama, please –"

Nana hated them.

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