Hello- well this is my first KHR fic (gah nervous)

Anyone expecting an update for my current stuff I am SO sorry! (Don't kill me please)

I have really been wanting to do this for while now and I dunno I have just GRADUATED (woot woot) and so I was like 'might as well huh?'

Anyway I hope anyone who reads this enjoys and tell me their opinions etc

I will still be working on my Eyeshield stuff but my motivation and inspiration is like 0.1%

Btw don't own KHR (obviously), OC Tsuna, twins (though it won't be in great detail for now), multi-flame Tsuna (cuz if Gokudera could do it of course his Juudaime can!) and Tsuna-centric

And also Enma and his gang don't really exist in this world (soz)

Anyway enjoy~

Chapter 1- A talent for words, A magic book and how it all began

Sawada Tsunayoshi did not cry when he was born unlike his twin Sawada Ieyasu. He merely blinked at the world and observed his surroundings with his big brown eyes. The doctors and nurses shivered, it was unnatural. Iemitsu though didn't show it was also worried about his child's reaction. So they ignored the silent child choosing to focus on the other. Only Nana cooed and cried in joy at her neglected newborn who was obviously a special individual.

When he was eight months old the brunette had read all the nursery books and fairytale stories in his room, not that anyone knew. Anybody who watched the baby just thought he was a quiet child who liked looking at the pretty pictures in the books, in their minds their was no way someone so young could walk or talk let alone comprehend words. But Tsuna could, he listened and observed the sounds that came out of the larger people's mouths, their reactions, their tone and something just clicked. If the boy himself could speak at this age he would have called it a feeling, if he was older he would call it intuition.

He was too quiet for a young baby, always looking at things, observing them as if picking out every little thing that made a person, unraveling them, exposing their true masks. It was paranoia everyone assures themselves but they couldn't deny that a small part of them in some level feared the brunette, no matter how adorable he looked. Tsuna sensed the distance between himself and the others but he didn't really care, all he needed was his mama after all. The blonde haired man who the baby associated as a father was there for the first few months but the man kept disappearing for long periods of time. He decided he didn't like these so called fathers that much.

Tsuna was eleven months old when his father came to the house again. A lot of squeals and mushy sounds came from his mama who was currently cuddling his unfortunate twin. Something told him to crawl back to his room to avoid the scene. As he began his long journey from the living room to his own he noticed one of the planks parts was slightly creaky and wobbly. It had only been recently since he had gained the ability to crawl so the brunette had not been able to fully explore the thing beneath him known as a floor. Curiously he began playing with the broken plank with his little hands finding that if he twisted and pulled a certain way with all his tiny strength he could muster the plank could be moved. Under the piece of wood was a small book. Tsuna's large honeyed eyes lit up, sparkling like fairy lights on Christmas Day. The book was old, dusty and leather bound though if one was observant which Tsuna was one could noticed the linings of gold ink and intricate designs. In short to a child's mind it looked like a very mysterious fantastical book which screamed promises of adventure. Swifter than any boy of his age should be able to go the brunette snatched the book and rolled to his room. (rolling was much faster than crawling after all, especially when holding something that requires both hands) shutting the door behind him Tsuna wasted no time to open his new treasure greedily soaking up what he had to offer.

It seemed to be some sort of guide and with small hands he traced over the golden lettering that greeted him on the first page.

Vongola

A shiver went down the child's spine, something was telling him that this book was going to change him in some way. Flipping through he glimpsed many illustrations beautifully embedded into the pages. The child was entranced by the pictures of flames, rings and their powers. To the child's mind he had concluded excitedly that this was not just any book but a magic one! However the writing was all foreign to the boy, just squiggly lines to him and it frustrated Tsuna that he couldn't understand, couldn't learn the magic in the squiggles. Before he could try to decode the strange letters he suddenly sensed a growing presence coming toward the room despite the almost non existent thumps of steps. With a small sigh and a cute pout the gravity defying haired boy hid his precious magic book among his fairytales. Satisfied that it had been successfully disguised he turned toward the door just as the blonde man known as father came through.

Iemitsu shuddered as he felt his son's eyes stare into him, it was like the boy could see right through the man who hid so much from his family and silently he wished he was still by his beloved Nana and Yasu-chan. Frankly this twin creeped him out a bit, another reason he didn't come home often. Quickly he brushed the unexplainable feeling away and pulled on a large goofy smile. "Hey my little tuna fish! Aren't you still the cutest baby ever~" Tsuna tried not to look disgusted at the strange cooing of the large man, he knew this father made mama happy and so in order for him to come more he had to act... cute. The brunette decided to copy the blonde's goofy grin as he rolled on the ground like a little puppy, stopping to lie on his back and clap cheerily. The cuteness overload was undeniable and Iemitsu despite being able to remain cautious and ever aware in any situation simply melted at the sight throwing out any suspicions or doubts he had on his adorably innocent son. "You really are soo cute my little tuna fish! I could just eat you up!"

This definitely stiffened the child up. He didn't want to get eaten! He hadn't even got to unlock the secrets to his magic book! Tears started filling the baby's large eyes in fear. Realizing his mistake the blonde did what any father who barely saw his children do. He panicked.

"No, I mean, ah don't cry, shhhhh when I meant eat I mean, ah god please stop... Non piangere bambino.."

The tears that fell were wiped away as the brunette looked at the father in confusion. He had never heard these words before. That feeling inside him told was telling him this was important. Tilting his head to emphasize his questioning gaze he tugged at the larger male's clothes. Iemitsu blinked at the sudden change in attitude.

"You like it when I speak Italian?"

Tsuna didn't know what this Italian thing was but if it meant knowing more about the strange words he would accept. The boy gurgled and nodded his head like he'd seen others do in approval. That seemed to brighten up the previously distraught man. Grabbing a piece of paper he began writing the words he'd spoken before and showed it to his son who took a small intake of breath. It had the same squiggly patterns like in the book!

"See these words- Non piangere means don't cry and Bambino means baby." The blonde man felt a bit silly teaching a boy who couldn't even speak these things but the embarrassment soon washed away when said child began clapping her a hands and giggling as if enjoying the lesson. Excited to bring such a strong happy reaction to what he deemed an almost emotionally dead child he began teaching more words not really thinking the child would actually absorb them. Words to do with Iemitsu's work.

Mafia words.

By the end of the day the blonde CEDEF boss had to leave his family once again. Iemitsu's perspective on his youngest changed ever so slightly after the visit, he still regarded Ieyasu more highly but now he was willing to dismiss his stupid notions and paranoia of the other. Ignore the underlying glint in those big brown eyes that suggested that the boy knew more than he let on, no Tsuna was just an average though quiet child. That is all he will believe. All he would allow himself to.

Tsuna watched the blonde man leave, he heard his brother crying and his mama comforting him. Quickly he shut his door and brought out his magic book. As he flipped through the pages he compared the words to the ones given to him by his father. The brunette excitedly recognized and matched some words to the book; words like mafia, flames, fighting and more. Apparently the magic book was coded in something called Italian. Learning this language will allow him to learn the books secrets and he suspected even more. Unknowingly a flash of orange flickered in his brown determined eyes.

When Tsuna was one and a half he had learnt enough of Italian and some English to roughly understand the concepts of his magic book. He had also began trying out the process known as talking with mixed results. As he traced the words from his magic book he tried to sound them out.

"Tu-ra-ning ees em-port-ent fo ba~su o flams." The small toddler gasped out of breath. He grunted cutely in annoyance. He hated how it was so clear in his mind yet his body failed to reflect it! Either way he had discovered to earn his magical powers known as Flames he had many steps to follow but mainly he had to be strong physically and be able to have an even stronger will. But how to get stronger?

"Mama."

Nana Sawada turned from her cooking to look at her oldest son. Unlike the youngest who had gravity defying brown hair and took to the appearance of herself, Ieyasu looked more like his father with short blonde hair and blue eyes. Ieyasu was also much, much louder than his brother and so had taken more to the art of talking.

"Yes Yasu-kun?"

"Tsu crawling here gain."

Nana sighed. Tsuna was definitely a strange child she had to admit after all this time. This was the third day the young child had begun a strange routine. Tsuna had begun crawling laps around the house before his meals and before bedtime. He would also go around the garden a few times whenever the door was open. Then the times in between his laps he was either reading or napping from exhaustion though the child insisted that he was not. It was cute at first but now Nana was getting a little worried about him. However she decided to dismiss his antics in favor of pampering her other child, Tsuna was more independent than Ieyasu after all, he could do what he wants.

Tsuna grunted tired of a hard days work. It had been five days since he started his so-called training sessions and the brunette realized it was much more strenuous than predicted. He began crawling back to his room in defeat; today he only could do fifteen laps of the house without stopping. As he shut the door to his room Tsuna sat on the floor and closed his eyes.

Apparently one should do something called meditating to find their flame. There are also other much faster ways but those involved special magical items the child didn't possess, this thought made said child pout in unreasonable annoyance. Slowly he cleared his mind as he drifted through the darkness. He had always came close to reaching his goal but the problem was that it required long periods of tense concentration, something rare in a one and a half year old's mind. But Tsuna was determined to get his magical powers. He wanted to protect his family from the dangers. In his mind if he was strong father would come home so mamma and his brother would be happy. Also - magical powers would be really, really cool to have.

Once again he felt himself immersed in the darkness of his mind as it too embraced him. He began to move along the currents of black waves, guided by his senses. The closer he got to whatever it was the more Tsuna felt himself getting pulled toward it, it was a small tingling sensation at first but now it felt like someone was practically pushing the boy there. It both excited and scared him.

A large wooden door just sat there in the sea of black. Tsuna could almost feel the pulsing of power coming from the other side. As he got closer he could see intricate carvings tinged with gold outlining on the oak. There were ten main pictures the young child could see. Ten flames. With small hands he reached to trace over the flame carvings, each one he touched glowed their respective colours. Silently he mouthed the words that appeared underneath each glowing flame.

I am the Storm who destroys all in its path

I am the Rain who calms and washes away the pain

I am the Sun who supports and heals those in need

I am the Lightening that directs the danger away and protect

I am the Cloud aloof yet ever there ever watching

I am the Mist willing to deceive and lie in order to protect the truth

I am the Night hidden, silently annihilating those who incur my wrath

I am the Stars, the guiding lights to those lost

I am the Earth who attracts those around

I am the Sky who harmoniously accepts all

As the last flame glowed more letters seemed to appear.

We are the flames that are one and all

Who will you chose to join you on your journey?

The brunette frowned as the question sunk into his mind. He could feel the door pulsing, waiting patiently for the child's answer. The boy paused for a second before mouthing his answer.

"I will like all of you to join me."

The glowing question faded only to replaced by another.

It would be too much of a strain for one of your state to be with all of us

Once again the boy pouted. Mentally he stamped his foot down and crossed his arms as if trying to convey his sulkiness.

"It isn't fair that I must take only one and leave the others! You are all a part of me and I will accept you all."

To Tsuna's slight annoyance he could hear a growing sound coming from the door. Laughter. Pouting cutely he glared at said door. After a while of laughing and pouting the door quieted once again revealing more glowing words.

Go forth young child

Have faith in yourself and in the direction you chose

For you will change this world with your choices

For better or worse

As soon as Tsuna finished reading the word's disappeared and the door began to open.