ミストバトラー : Kirishitsuji

Rated: T/M

Pairing: Mainly 6927 but later on 1827 and R27

Disclaimers: I do not own KHR or anything else other than these stories of mine.

Author's Note: Okay, I got this idea from combining a couple of ideas together. So far this is my second fanfic of KHR that is about Tsuna and pairing. This is a shounen-ai, I'm not sure about the yaoi.. so yeah. (This author is not a big fan of yaoi..) For those who want to know, this story is a mixture of supernatural/romance/drama and humor.

Ah, I'm sorry for the bad grammar and terrible first beginning of the story. My writing skills have slightly faded away. I hope you enjoy and thanks for taking your time to read this fanfic.

By the age of five, little Sawada Tsunayoshi was kidnapped.

He didn't know his grandfather was a retired boss of a powerful mafia.

He didn't know he was half Italian.

He didn't know he was related to the Vongola family.

He didn't know that the mafia were going to attack his family.

And he certainly didn't know that the bad men, were coming after him.

"Mama!" five year old Sawada Tsunayoshi cried out and ran towards his mother, hugging her, clinging his small trembling figure onto her skirt.

Nana smiled and hugged her cute little son.

"Now, Tsuna. Don't be afraid on going on the plane, we'll be going back home to Japan tomorrow, after all."

Tsuna lifted his spiky chestnut brown head and sniffed.

"Home?"

Then two men walked by, an elderly man while the other was a blond hair middle aged man.

Iemitsu chuckled at his son's antics and ruffled his head affectionately.

"Your mother is right, Tsuna."

Timoteo smiled warmly. "As expected from my grandson."

Tsuna smiled, and hugged his grandfather.

"Grandpa Nono!"

Iemitsu blinked. "Nono?"

Timoteo patted the young boy's head and smiled at the blond haired father with an apologetic look.

"He might have over head one of the guards calling me by my title."

Iemitsu frowned a bit.

Nana patted her husband on the shoulder.

"Now, now. Let's not worry, how about I make us something to eat in the kitchen?"

Timoteo nodded.

"That would be nice, please do."

Just when all four of them were heading towards the dining room.

Someone crashed open the door.

Timoteo covered Tsuna protectively and Iemitsu guarded Nana behind him.

A young man with brown hair, black suit came in, covered in blood.

"Boss! Hurry, it's an attack!"

Both Iemitsu and Timoteo's eyes widened in shock.

Without even giving them a chance, everything exploded.

The house now in rubble, young Tsuna crawled out from the mess.

He had a few scratches and cuts, but he wasn't badly injured.

Tsuna shivered in fear.

"Mama? Papa? Grandpa...?"

His tiny voice was almost hushed into a whisper.

His vision was clouded with fire, smoke and dead bodies.

All he could hear was the sound of screaming, gun shots and the crackling of the huge fire.

Suddenly, he saw movement.

"T-Tsunayoshi.."

Young Tsuna eyes now began to drip down tears.

"G-grandpa!"

He ran over to Timoteo, who was now lying down as pile of large rubble covered his lower body, covered in cuts, blood gushing out of his wounds, he reached out his hand and tried reaching out towards Tsuna, weakly.

Tsuna kneeled down crying and holding onto the hand, his own tiny hands trembling.

"G-grandpa.. hold on. I'll go get help."

Timoteo shook his head sadly.

"No, little Tsunayoshi, do as exactly as I say."

Tsuna shook his head. "But-!"

"No, buts. Please, listen to me Tsunayoshi, I haven't got much time."

Young Tsuna gasped.

While staring at his grandfather, he gazed into those strong grey eyes of his grandfather and then nodded.

"As expected from my grandson. Now, you must run, Tsunayoshi, run as far as you can, run far away from hear, do you hear me?"

"But, what about... Mama, Papa, and you...?" his tiny voice cracked with emotion.

Timoteo closed his eyes, his aged face pained with such a grief expression, then opening his eyes once more he looked up at the young child's tear streaked face.

"Don't worry about us, Tsunayoshi, now, go. Do this for me. Do this for your mama and papa."

He raised his hand a little further, pointing his pointer finger towards the boy's forehead and then concentrating, released a dying will flame.

Tsuna blinked.

He didn't noticed the small flame on his forehead.

But he felt the gentle, warm feeling touch of his forehead.

He focused on the last words that came out of Timeoto's lips.

He noticed the last strength of his grandfather's arm slump down to the ground, motionless.

And just as he was told to do.

He ran.

Tsuna ran and ran as fast as his little legs could take him.

His visions blurred from the tears.

He could hear it all again.

The screaming, the smokes, the fires, the burning houses, the dead bodies, the gunshots.

Everything.

'No-good.' he thought to himself.

"Tsunayoshi."

'I'm...no-good.'

"You must..."

'I'm useless.'

"Tsunayoshi-kun, you must.."

'I'm not good at anything!'

"For all of us."

'I can't protect anyone!!!'

"You must live, for us all..."

"You must live..."

Suddenly, as he ran, his vision grew dark, his legs felt like they were on fire, his body numb and his heart felt cold, even though it thumped rapidly against his chest.

He was captured.

Tsuna could hear the faint, deep voice of an unknown man before he passed out.

"We caught him. The Vongola boy."

'Vongola?' he questioned inwardly.

Then on the brink of losing consciousness he thought to himself lastly.

'I really am.... no good Tsuna.'

Notice: To make things clear, I will not be really giving off much detail about this story in the full summary. However in the next chapter I will explain more as I continue to write more progress for the story and will gladly answer some questions.

And for those who will stop and read these notes and notices from me, thank you. Holy crap!!! How long has it been?! Two to three weeks maybe? I'm so sorry for making you guys wait.

For those who read my first KHR fanfic, you must be wondering why it's taking so long for me to be updating. Well, unfortunately my computer had a virus and I had to delete everything. Yes, everything.. including the rough draft I had written for the second chapter to The Skylark's Beautiful Sky... (AKA: TSBS) and now since everything is deleted, I have to start from the very first beginning. It's very frustrating, you see. So now, this fanfic is a story I've currently uploaded and hoping it will be a temporary satisfaction for those who were looking forward to reading TSBS.

So please understand why it's taking so long and I'm thankful for those who will wait. I'm trying my best to write the second chapter. Well, in the mean time, there is good news. I did say before that I was going to write a 6927 whenever, and now, here it is. lol

I hope you liked the story and please remember to review your thoughts. Take care.

-Qwan