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Welcome KHR fan! Welcome Akira Amano-sensei fan! Welcome Lascka Fan (Is there any? O.O)

Here's a fic on my favorite manga, Katekyoshi Hitman Reborn, or more simply KHR. I warn you. This will be a looooooooong fic. A veeeeeeeeery looooooong fic. Surely more than one volume which reveal my (very many) ideas on KHR's universe and on its protagonists. I cut my history according to the different events that will occur, their length and their importance.

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Well, you'll see, though, in all ways, right? ^^

Just for you, you need to know that I'm French. And it's my first English fiction, so… Please, don't flame my bad English! ^^'

There can be a lot and a lot of grammar errors, but I hope it's not too much… I'm sorry, anyway! Because, I'm sure there is some mistake… -_-'

Attention! It must be absolutely read until the end of the arc of the future scans to read this story without be disappointed to learn important things and surprises are wasted. In fact, should have read up to chapter 282: "Goodbye, future".

Why? Well because my story begins immediately after their return in the future. Also, the arc the rite of succession has no place here. Maybe later, if I find a way of the fit, but I don't think so. On the other hand, I'm sure find you a way to use new protagonist just appear! But, here again, not before long.

Well! Fairly discussed! Bravo to those (the one?-/ / /-) who have read all this information.

Summary: Tsuna and its guardians have just returned from the most dangerous of their adventures. And the more traumatic. Tsuna raises a lot of questions, too much, and it worry his friends and Reborn. But before he can do something for his pupil, the Arcobaleno receives a strange convocation. He has a bad hunch.

Meanwhile, in the shadow lurks a being that is carefully prepared. And that will hit hardest as never Vongola core.

Pairing: - (For the moment XP)

Genre: Adventure, Friendship.

Rating: M

Disclaimer: Characters and crazy world of Akira Amano-sama.

Scenario and adventures designed by Lascka

Good reading!

Chapter 01: Questioning

Victory.

A mortal combat.

But a bittersweet victory.

Sacrifice.

Of Other.

For him.

Remorse.

Injustice.

Sadness.

Another sadness.

Of someone else.

Of something else.

Questioning.

Understanding.

Compassion.

Pact.

Pain.

Terror.

Not his own.

Their.

Of him.

Sadness.

Treason.

Guilt.

Questioning.

Why?

Tsunayoshi Sawada sighed while stretching. It was on the roof of the school, where he could see the town of Namimori evolve quietly. He also had a good view on the Shinto temple and the forest city, on its distant port and its docks behind some of the forest and somewhere behind him, he could guess the presence of Namimori airport. It was, and it was really very rare, only on the roof.

No Gokudera Hayato to have a row with a Yamamoto Takeshi which tried in vain to calm him. No Lambo or I-Pin which explodes or launches explosive objects. No extreme Onii-san who wanted to bring him in his boxing club. No Hibari Kyouya and his killer's tonfas. Not even illusionist psychopath with a single laughter. The dream...

Tsuna doubted however that dirty inhuman and Spartan teacher had seen something X or Y. But as long as he didn't disturb the tranquility of Tsuna, it was good. He sighed of the thought his friends and Guardians, as well as his teacher.

He complained, but loved them more than anything in the world. Yes, even two crazy who was trying to constantly bite him to death, or possess him. They were family, after all.

Tsuna frowned. Yet this word. Family. Thoughts went back to memories of the past days. The future, where after many battles, injuries, discoveries and more fights back, they have finally beat Byakuran.

He shivered, feeling his hair stand up on his neck. He shook his head. He didn't wanted more thinking. It was finished.

He had become again a simple human. A mere human. He wanted to believe it. But marks on his back, and its new sensitivity he said the opposite. He ignored it. After all, they were not released from the struggle against Byakuran... Perhaps they didn't exist anymore...

It is repeated several times this sentence as a mantra, trying to convince. He eventually cool again.

Tsuna sighed again, lifting eyes to the sky. It was gray, covered cloud at the end of October. It was hard to believe that he will be spent only a few weeks in their world while future adventures had taken several months. But the yet, it was an explanation in the new possibility had future scheduled trips. This was not exactly ten years. It could be more, it could be less.

He heard a purr, and lowered his head on Natsu. He appreciated the little lion's company. He scratched the fur between the little pet's ears, causing it to purr even harder. They had been allowed to keep their boxes weapons. Tsuna didn't understand why, once again, but was grateful. It was really attached to this strange animal who ate his flames.

He spent a hand on his belt, and took another Sky box-weapon. It was almost identical to Natsu's, with the coat of the Vongola's arms on the sides and six gemstones representing the six elements that contained the Sky.

Ruby Red, for the Tempest. Gokudera, self proclaimed arm right, powerful, and impulsive. The specialist of explosives of any kind, with a preference for dynamite. Even today, Tsuna was afraid of him and for him when he lost all control...

Sapphire Blue, for the Rain. Yamamoto, the second best friend of Tsuna. A baseball player with a great future, if only it had not attracted the eyes of Reborn. He was always smiling, but could, when events were asking, become as serious as he was smiling. An almost frightening personality change.

Citrina Yellow, for the Sun. Sasagawa Ryohei, extreme big brother, that Tsuna loved call Onii-san. Extreme boxing club captain, was extremely energetic in everything he did, even breathe. He always lived his life in the extreme. And was extremely simple. He wanted Tsuna to join his boxing club.

Emerald Green, for the Thunder. Bovino Lambo, young, very young hitman of Bovino family. Sheepish and crybaby, he believed him to be the best world hitman and thought to compete with Reborn. He had all sorts of weapons he attended in his hair, included a Ten Years Old Bazooka, which allowed to travel in time.

Amethyst Violette, for the cloud. Hibari Kyoya. Frightening prefect, head of the Disciplinary Committee, and proud of its position. He loves to bit to death to get all those who do not respect the rules in force, and had no mercy for the weak herbivores. Solitary and independent, he hated groups and leaking them like the plague. For their largest relief.

Iolite Indigo, for the Mist. Chrome Dokuro on one side, shy and uncommunicative girl who lived for and thanks to a person, Rokudo Mukuro. Well known Mafia's assassin, guilty of having residue cut off his own family and another, and had tried to possess Tsuna's body. His second Guardian of the Fog.

His six guardians. His seven friends. Who have been endangered, putting their lives at stake for him in a fight that he hated. His hand tightens on this box while Natsu looked at him, understanding. Tsuna smiled to him. This cat was sensitive to his emotions, and the link they had was really special. It was different with his friends, but also deep. Like to thank him for this thought, Natsu began to purr harder and rub against his arm.

Tsuna smiled. And looked at the other box. Despite all his efforts, he had failed to open it. He did not know why, and it asked if it was damaged. He doubted, however. In a flash, he remembered how he is was found in possession of the box

They were about to leave, through the great white machining of Shouichi. But the future Irie had stopped him, and had taken him apart. And sheltered indiscreet ears, even those of Reborn, he had told him.

-Your future will be different from our past. Now, we are both clearly separated worlds. Perhaps the same protagonists, but things will not spend in the same way.

-What do you mean?

-I think you will understand. But in the meantime here's something that I was responsible to you if you win.

He took out one box arms decorated with the coats of the Vongola heaven, and had give it to the boy. Tsuna looked, shocked, the second box. Why not have given it before? But he could ask the reason as Irie put the box in the hands of Tsuna and speak again.

-For when you take your decision.

-What decision?

- You will understand. I hope. I don't know more, sorry...

Tsuna had watched Irie's apologized look. But he had no want to questionning this, for the moment. He wanted returned home. He vaguely thanked the scientist beforego back to his friends.

They had returned. They had found their world, their peace. They had landed in the Namimori Shinto shrine. Hibari has immediately go away from them, and went in the direction of his school. Chrome, after having said goodbye and kissed Tsuna on the cheek, under offended yells of Gokudera and Haru, left to of Kokuyo Land, where should Ken and Chikusa waited for her. Others have quietly directed at Tsuna's home, wishing to spend a little more time together.

The first difficulty had appeared when the past form of Irie Shouichi was waiting for Tsuna and his friends to his home. He had turned pale, and had requested trembling if the future was saved. And when Tsuna had acquiesced, he has fainted. After having convinced Gokudera, who wanted to leave it outside, Because he did not still trust him, Tsuna had managed to get him taken in the house.

He had put little time to resume consciousness. Tsuna had then everything explained to him, taking advantage to give explanations to Bianchi and Fuuta. In the middle of his explanation, Dino and his subordinates had arrived in whirlwind. He had heard that Vongola Decimo had reappeared, as well as his Guardians, and wanted to check it out.

Seeing Tsuna, he had rushed on him, and had embraced him with enough strengths so that both fall over and crash on the ground. This was followed a monster chaos between Dino who cried his small brother found, Gokudera who was screaming for him to release his Juudaime, Yamamoto who laugh heartily while retaining specialist of the explosions, and Ryohei which took in the atmosphere, screaming incomprehensible things on love.

It had been necessary near quarter of an hour to find an appearance of calm, and the rest of the afternoon to do a brief summary of what was already said to Dino and finish the story. Tsuna have seen Fuuta's admiring air, who believed all Tsuna words, and the relieved one of Irie, who finally understood from where came the apocalyptic letters which were deposited on his pillow.

But he also saw the doubtful airs of Bianchi and Dino, which seemed almost to send it in a clinic to take rest. Sigh, he is was resigned to prove them in a formal way. He had opened his box weapon. When they seen the mini lion that not only was a box smaller than him, but also had on him, his mane and tail visible Sky flames. They had first shouted, before observe it. Shy Natsu had taken refuge with the arms of his master, been frightened by all these inquisitive glances.

But it could not finish so easily. No. Because Tsuna's life was anything but easy. Therefore Lambo laugh of his upper laughter had decided to mimic Tsuna and had invoked his electric buffalo in the small salon of Tsuna, said buffalo causing immense damage, but also a terrible fear to Irie, whereas the buffalo had chooses to charge. He went out the house by howling, always charge by the buffalo and Lambo on his back, which encouraged him. Strangely, after that, Dino nor Bianchi doubt of a single word of Tsuna.

Tsuna had also spoken to them about the seal of Arcobaleno, which had sealed, he assured them, the powers of Byakuran and the other Mare Ring powers. At that time, his Guardians have shared discrete but worried glances, which Tsuna had intentionally ignored.

They knew that Byakuran power could not be sealed, as it had found refuge in Tsuna. And seal it would render Tsuna harmless, unable to defend himself. They were not able to do so. And they were worried that someday, Tsuna could be surpassed by this cursed power and turns into a similar monster like Byakuran.

They had said nothing to him...

But he knew.

He couldn't prevent a cold sweat icing him to blood.

It was a week now, since their return. And they had found the school routine quite easily. There were a few questions, both by the students and teachers, but everything had finished step calm after the brief appearance of Reborn, disguised as teacher. Everyone, to the great displeasure of Tsuna, had fallen into the trap of his disguise. On the other hand, it was good for him.

He wonders already enough questions so that of the other one need to add it.

Questions. There was so many.

Why they had to fight a monster like Byakuran? Why have he involved his friends? Wasn't there any other way? And also, one of those which bothered him the most. Why, finally, had it actually agreed to become the boss of the Vongola?

Since they had returned to the future, his friends had took away from him. He did not know if it was a new form of respect, or whether they were afraid of him. But whatever the reason, he didn't like it... He felt alone, forced to carry a too heavy burden, and that depressed him.

And then, the girls... They had finally to be involved in this world. They had rather well taken it, but on the other hand, they had no choose in the matter. He wondered how it all will evolve... But one thing was sur. They will see never life the same way.

The injury will have another importance. More dangerous, more deadly. Already, with the battle against Millefiore, where everything was on fire and blood, they had had difficulty in bearing it. They had rather well hidden it, but he had seen their anguish over their mask.

He felt bad. All he had accepted was that he had to fight, that he could be injured and even die, but... Involve girls as they had been... It wasn't just for the two girls. They didn't need to be as shaken as they were. All of this because of the mafia. And he didn't understand.

Why, in ten years, had he agreed to be a boss of the mafia?

Especially a so low one ! He was not only to involve civilian, unable to defend himself, but he also had deeply wounded his friends due to this cursed plan. Certainly, he had to admit that it had been well made, well prepared for any possible risk, but...

This was not his future him who had to see the faces devastated his friends! Gokudera's expression when he go out of his coffin... A mixture of suffering, hope, and fear to believe in the miracle. His voice, strangled when he fell on his knees. His hands on his shoulders, trembling of emotion which he did not manage to imagine…

And then a pale pink smoke curtain, wich revealed another Gokudera, younger, more relaxed. For only a few seconds, the time he noticed that his dear boss, the one for who he would give his life without even rethink was speaking to him in his own coffin.

A few hours later, regaining Yamamoto. Who did not either manage to believe in it. A ghost, a devil? The Bazooka? Ah! That explained everything! The relaxation of his face and his shoulders, and his smile which was widens. But he had not managed to hide the pain which gleamed in his somber pupils.

His guilt when he had announced the death of Tsuna of this time, the fury of Gokudera, changing too in profound guilt.

After the arrival of Yamamoto, and the girls. The paleness of his friend when he had learnt the death of his father and Tsuna, Haru's despair which begged him to return them at home, in their Namimori in peace. Kyoko's tears.

The exhausting, using training. While he was wounded in the shoulder and had to rest, they were killed with the task. They fell asleep by eating, and take almost no-rest and returned to their training of hell. See them like this was worse than the stake it was received. He felt so guilty of facts he couldn't control. In look them, it hurt.

They could have become stars in their field. All of them. Gokudera could become a great pianist, like his mother. It should never be crying every day a dead man in a forest. Yamamoto should have been on a ground of baseball, making dream kids as he had been influenced. Onii-san should be, him, a big champion of boxing capable of protecting his sister, and not of putting her in danger...

Even if he thought hard, he didn't manage to see a sufficient reason to have agreed to make what all in him reject. Violence, murder. Hurt his friends so horribly. He hadn't the heart to be in the mafia. He knew it, and all the other also, up to the Ninth.

They realized that he will fight when someone tried to touch those he loved. But be the one who attacked... Broke his heart.

However, they continued to recommend him to this position. And thus to involve friends. To put them in risks, to worry the girls.

He didn't understand.

He can't understand.

And he ended by asking himself if he really wanted to understand.

Reborn was effectually observing his pupil. But there was no smile or evil plan for his training in his head. He just didn't like the air that was floating on the face of the teen. He knew that he was the most affected by the events that had happened in the future. Have given one of the possible future is not without consequences. He must be shaken, and the future that they had had to face was not one of the most welcome.

And the power that had been released was truly a cursed gift. It had allowed him to survive combat and finally defeat Byakuran, but the burden it brought was too heavy for his young age. And Reborn was really worried, even though he knew how to hide it. Tsuna arose too many questions, questions that he had to ask one day, but today was too early.

Few people had remarked however. He was necessarily aware of conducting at Tsuna changes. It was his pupil, after all, and it had a duty to watch over him without stopping. He also thought that his two best friends has also remarked. But nor them knew what to do.

He looked at Tsuna again push a long sigh, and present the box-weapon to Natsu. The cat returned immediately in his box and Tsuna walked in direction of classrooms. But his eyes were still clouded by worries.

Reborn observed him closed the door without moving, to hunt and peck by the hideouts network was set up in the school. He can't, since a moment read the feelings of Tsuna, too chaotic, and was thus incapable to help him suitably. And for the first time for a long time, he didn't know what to do.

A starry sky in Italy.

In a dark alley. A Shadow.

He was called, he had come. For a mission.

We presented him a suitcase full of money. He imperceptibly nodded his head.

A photo of a boy of about fifteen years was dragged on the ground.

Instructions were behind, as usual.

Without noise, he picked the photo and slipped it in his pocket.

The other missionary barely had time to blink eye as the Shadow disappeared.

Diluted into the darkness of the alley.

Absorbed by night.

This is a first chapter. If there are things you don't understand, it's in party normal. I will explain them later. Much later.

Small details. Yes, there was, in my version a problem with the seal of the Arcobaleno. You will understand why later, it's one of the secrets I have and that I will well keep. Then, memories of the future have not been shared. Because I find it... Really too strange. Finally, their box-weapons are still box weapons, and not ring. Because I have decided it. This is my story, after all! ^^

Personal perspective, I find that Tsuna, after all those events really didn't change enough. This future was hyper black, and his life was endangered very seriously, but no. It has no conviction or reflections, not so much... I am a little disappointed that remains like that after all that it happened.

Well! Let us stop pitying on that. Please take your time to give me your opinion on this beginning, and see you soon!