Epilogue

Nana looked at her son, caramel-brown eyes clashing with sapphire ones that almost glowed with amber hue. Nana clenched her fists as she gritted her teeth, her son looking at her blankly with tears threatening to fall down his eyes. She held her breath in as she approached Tsubasa, stopping once she was in front of the boy who did nothing but look at her with indifference before smiling.

Nana, in her life, never saw Tsubasa mad. She never saw her baby boy punch or hit anyone with the intent to hurt and cause pain. She never saw her son looking so broken and insane that it scared her to no ends. The Tsubasa she knew was sane, lovable, forgiving; He was a Saint. He was the perfect child to her. But the way his eyes flashed amber, almost red, the way he cursed them to hell, the way he tried to hurt another human, made Nana think if her perfect son was just her delusional fantasies. That Tsubasa wasn't really the person she thought he was. That the Tsubasa she knew for the whole eight years was just a mask that she couldn't see through. That Sawada Tsubasa wasn't what she thought he was.

"Ara? Mama…Tsu is just sleeping. You believe me right? He's just sleeping and we should wake him up before he catches a cold" said Tsubasa as he grabbed Nana's hand and dragged her towards the corpse of his brother. Tsubasa's eyes studied his brother's figure as he bent down and kneeled in front of Tsuna, grabbing his shoulders and shaking it again."Tsu-kun…" whispered Nana.

"Come on Tsu…Mama is here to take us home. You should get up now." smiled Tsubasa as he looked at his brother, caressing his cheeks. His right hand which caressed Tsuna's cheek then trailed down his neck, brushing against his throat and stopped on Tsuna's chest area, where the red pole still pierced through him. "Does this hurt? Don't worry…I'll get it out eventually" he stated as his left hand reached up to pat his brother's hair, enjoying the brown locks tickling his fingers, smiling wider as he hummed a tune. "Maybe I'll let you sleep first. Then we can go home, okay?" Nana looked at her son in pity as Tsubasa hummed a tune, his face scrunching up in pain. Tsubasa continued with gently stroking his brother's hair for a few minutes, suddenly clutching it hard between his fingers as he bent down to Tsuna's ear, lips brushing against the cold skin and smiled. "Let's go home now, neh? We still need to talk about a lot of things" he whispered as he suddenly felt the urge to lick his brother's ear, in which did, his warm tongue slithering past his brother's cold ear, smiling as he pulled away. Nana clutched her skirt as she fell on her knees and pulled Tsubasa towards her, burying his head in her chest as tears fell down her eyes. She clutched Tsubasa's back as Tsubasa looked at his mother in confusion.

"Tsu-kun…Tsu-chan is dead" she whispered brokenly as she buried her head in Tsubasa's hair. Tsubasa widened his eyes, hearing his mother's words and dipped his head lower, bangs shadowing his eyes as he bit his lips, drawing blood from them. He clenched his fist in his mother's sweater. "Not you too, mother" he muttered as he broke the hug, staring at his mother's eyes with denial. Nana felt guilt consuming her as those eyes that stared at her conveyed 'Don't lie'

Nana hated seeing her son like this. It pained her so much. She didn't see what her son did to Tsuna when he bent down but she knew that Tsubasa must have done something wrong, very wrong that it sent shivers down her whole system, but what can she do? Her son was in insane denial and this was the first time she ever experienced a loved one going through insane denial. She hated it, ever single minute of it.

"Tsuna isn't dead" repeated Tsubasa again. "He can't be dead" Nana shook her head gently as she clasped Tsubasa's shoulders, smiling gently as she could. "He's dead"

"He's not dead" repeated Tsubasa, yet more firmly.

"Tsu-kun...Please, Tsu-chan is dead" tried Nana again as her grip tightened, Tsubasa's smile widening.

"I told you, He's not dead"

"Please, just admit Tsu-chan's dead"

"But mother…Tsuna isn't de-"

"He's dead, okay!?" screamed Nana as more tears fell from her eyes. " Tsuna's dead and there's nothing we can do about it! He's dead and those red poles pierced right through him! They killed him! He's dead and he's gone! He's never coming back! Dead people don't come back to life! They stay dead and no one can do anything about it! He's dead! Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dea-"

"Shut up!" countered Tsubasa as he glared hard at his mother. The spectators watched the mother and son screaming at each other, feeling pity well up in them. They didn't know how the two felt and they couldn't exactly act because of the fear they gained from the child. They never saw a child act like Tsubasa did, and well, Tsubasa was different. Someone different always scared them. Besides…It wasn't their child anyways, so why interfere?

Tsubasa glared daggers at his mother as he threw a tantrum, screaming as tears spilled out his eyes, looking like a child that was saying 'It's not true! Don't lie! Not true!' " Tsuna's not dead! He can't be dead! Tsuna's not allowed to be dead! He's supposed to stay with me! He's supposed to be here, smiling! He's not dead! All of you are liars!" he screamed, tears now running down his face as Nana watched her son with wide eyes. This was the first time Tsubasa acted like this, and for the first time, she was left speechless.

Once upon a time, Nana thought Tsubasa had never-ending patience that could rival a Saint. She thought that nothing could deter the child and nothing could be done to make the child mad; Nothing. She thought she knew her son inside-out but how wrong she was. The person here in front of her didn't show any traits of her son, Tsubasa. This person here was different, her son was different. She didn't know her son anymore.

"Tsuna's my whole life! My whole world! He's everything to me! He's the most important person in my life! No, He's the only person I love in my life! Tsuna's my everything! You don't know how much he means to me!" cried Tsubasa as Nana just sat there, shock, absorbing every single word that came out of Tsubasa's mouth." He's every single thing I love! He's benevolent, hard-working, beautiful, kind, smart, intelligent, accepting, patient, welcoming, loving…Everything! He's my life! He's the reason why I live! He's the reason why I CAN live! He's my whole purpose! And it's all your fault he's dead!"

Nana gasped as her eye's heightened in horror. "W-What?" she stuttered as Tsubasa tilted his head lower, eye's blood-shot from crying, and still is. He was sobbing as he clutched his shirt, murmuring again and again "Tsuna, Tsuna, Tsuna" Never stopping his rant. 'It's mothe-No, Nana's fault Tsuna's dead' he thought as he carefully lifted his head up, eye's dilating as the colour red flashed in them, momentarily freezing Nana in her spot. "Yeah, it's your fault his dead!" he screamed as a maniacal laugh of denial escaped his lips."You killed Tsuna which means you killed my purpose. You killed me as well" he laughed as his eyes suddenly narrowed into slits, mouth turning downwards as he snapped at Nana.

"If you didn't neglect Tsuna, if you weren't so selfish, if you weren't my mother, Tsuna would still be here with me, Alive! It's because of you he's dead! You neglected him, abandoned him, almost tried to kill him, and look what happened! Because of you, my own brother died! He died because of you! I hate you! I wish you were never born! I wish I had a different mother! I wish you died instead! " he all but screamed as he ran past his mother who was still in shock and left the construction site.

Nana looked at the spot where Tsubasa had been and back to her dead son, the image of her counterpart standing beside her dead son popping up with a sinister smirk as she screamed.

"This is all real! Serves you right!"

Is that how Tsubasa really felt? That she was useless? Pathetic? Did Tsubasa really want her to take Tsuna's place instead? The words that her son screamed at her pierced her heart painfully. She felt like trash, no, more than that, she felt like a failure. Why was she born again? Was she born so she could just experience all this pain? The pain of being hated by her own kin, the pain of her family being massacred, the pain of her son dying in front of her, the pain of knowing everything she held dear was stripped off of her in less than a day. 'Is this what Tsu-chan felt when I abandoned him?' she thought as she clutched her skirt, tears falling down her eyes as the spectators watched her in pity.

Nakashura went after the boy after his rant, still not believing that a woman like Nana neglected her own child that it led to this. Gosh, this must be the worst day of his life; two sons, a mother, one dead, one insane, and a broken mother with a broken family.

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Tsuna sighed in relief as he hid himself, concentrating on hiding his presence as well as on maintaining the illusion of him dying. He was really lucky that he made it in time. Well, so much for keeping his death blood-free and clean. His death wasn't at all planned and he was lucky, as well as unlucky that those poles fell. 'I knew people are stupid' he thought as he watched his brother broke down into sobs. Tsuna felt really bad for making his brother see that. The whole point was dying and not in front of his brother, but it was a last minute decision for him, and well, if he hadn't done it, his brother would have died. Well, causing trauma for his brother wasn't what he intended to do, but it was better than losing his loved one.

How did he survive that impact? Well simple, at the last minute, he casted an illusion of himself, the poles actually brushing against his feet. He used his flames as a boost, almost flying and he created an illusion of himself as he passed by the poles, then casting another illusion around him to make him invisible. But the downside was, he hit his head against the tree and it really hurt. He was pretty sure he heard a crack, but meh…Yolo, right?... He really shouldn't have thought of that since the trend was like over eight months ago. He sighed, feeling a bit guilty as his brother cried for him. He couldn't hear what they were saying and he really didn't want to see how his brother acts. But, well, he needed to. It was a small responsibility, for the price of making his brother see his death. 'I'm a jerk' he thought.

"Yes you are, Dame-Tsuna"

Tsuna let out a silent shriek as he glared (Sorry Tuna-fish. But your glare looks more like a pout) at the offending person. "Reborn-nii! Don't scare me like that! Can't you come out like a normal person? And I'm not Dame!" he whined, Reborn smirking at Tsuna. "But where's the fun in that? And yes, you are Dame, Dame-Tsuna" he retorted as he neared Tsuna, connecting his fist with Tsuna's head. "And you worried us sick. We actually thought you died" said Reborn as his eyes softened.

Tsuna smiled brightly at Reborn, sparkles in his eyes as he hugged Reborn, resting his chin on Reborn's chest. "Does that mean my illusions look really real? So I did good, right?" he exclaimed quietly as flowers and rainbows pooped up in the background Reborn twitching. 'How does he do that?' he thought and sighed as he hit Tsuna in the head again, Tsuna complaining for him to stop.

"Yes your illusions are wonderful. But you should have given us a warning first. Skull, Giotto, Daemon and Asari almost fainted you know?"

Tsuna giggled as he buried his face in Reborn's chest. "I can understand Skull-nii, Gio-nii, and Melon-nii, but Asari-nii?" asked Tsuna, voice a bit muffled as Reborn smirked at how Tsuna referred Daemon as. 'Tsuna…You are one dangerous person' he thought as he chuckled a bit, ruffling Tsuna's hair. "Yes…You gave us a shock. But of course, I knew that it was an illusion. How can you die when I, the world's greatest hitman, trained you?" snorted Reborn as Tsuna laughed quietly.

"You're still not the best, Reborn-nii. You're only fourteen. Rules said that you must be at least sixteen to get that title. So, you have to wait two more years!" retorted Tsuna as he looked up at the still smirking Reborn.

"But you know that I'm stronger than the current one anyways"

Tsuna giggled as he hugged Reborn tighter. "That's right!" he purred as Reborn ruffled his hair even more. "That's because Reborn-nii is sadistic but strong! No one can beat you, a sadist-Ite!" grumbled Tsuna as Reborn hit his head again, but he was smiling gently. "Dang right you are, Dame-Tsuna"

"I'm not Dame!"

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Six years later…

"Oi! Tsubasa, Catch!"

Tsubasa smiled as he caught the basketball, running with great speed and avoiding people from the opposite team. Girls from the stand swooned at the sight of his taunt stomach whenever he jumped. Tsubasa stealthily weaved passed each opponents, running towards the basket.

"Gravity Force!" shouted a red-head as he casted a spell on Tsubasa, gravity pulling him down on the court floor. Tsubasa smirked. "Not happening!" he shouted as the force shattered, shards of glass littered around him as he stood up, girls and boys cheering for him. He quickly got back up and ran faster, smiling as sweat trickled down his face, eyes flashing light amber.

"Ice Shield!" said another boy from the opposite team as ice formed around the basketball hoop, enveloping it. Tsubasa smirked again as one teammate caught his eye. He nodded as he ran towards his teammate who had his hands clutched together."Boost!" shouted his teammate. He smiled, saying thank you as he felt himself get boosted up and neared the basketball hoop. "Game over!" he shouted as he dunked the ball, the sound of ice breaking and shattering, the ball going straight in the hoop as it popped when it reached the ground, creating a crater. People sweat dropped at Tsubasa's strength but cheered later on as the sound of the buzzer vibrated in the court. The scores displayed were forty five to seventy three.

Students flocked around Tsubasa, praising him and swooning over his smiles, Tsubasa just laughing along with them, saying his thanks. As people praised him, his turned his head to the window of the court on his right, smiling gently. 'It's been six years, huh? I miss you, Tsu' he thought as he was snapped out of his thoughts by an elbow crashing with his gut.

"Ah! You win again, Tsubasa-kun" said a familiar red-head. Tsubasa smiled as he elbowed the new person as well. "Of course!" Yet he sent the boy flying as Tsubasa sweat-dropped. "Sorry Enma!" The students laughed at their idols silliness, happiness filling the court as Tsubasa ran to Enma, offering a hand. "Sorry, dude. Forgot about my powers there" he smiled sheepishly. Enma snorted as he took his best friend's hand and stood up, patting his clothes. "Yeah, Yeah" he grumbled as Tsubasa laughed. His eyes suddenly turned darker as he dipped his head lower. 'Tsuna…' he thought.

"Oi! Are you listening!" shouted Enma. Tsubasa snapped out of his thoughts as he smiled. "Oh, sorry! Just thinking about the test for next week! Man, Nezu gives us too many tests. Anyways, what was that?" he asked. Enma looked at Tsubasa skeptically before shrugging. "I said, do you want to the arcade?" Tsubasa smiled. "Sure! Lead the way, cap'n" he cheered. Enma sighed as he strolled out the gym with Tsubasa behind him. Tsubasa looked at the sky, eyes dark and shrouded with lust. 'Tsuna…'

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"Fon, As you know, I'm, getting old"

"Nono, you don't mean…"

"If I knew where Reborn was, you wouldn't have to deal with this. I'm very sorry "

"No, Nono, I'm honored to do so"

"Good, then please go to Namimori, Japan, and train Sawada Tsubasa, as Vongola Decimo"

"Yes, Nono"

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"Tsu-I mean, Izayoi…It's time isn't it?"

"Un! It's time again, Reborn-nii"

"Are you sure you're going to be alright?"

"Reborn-nii, Don't worry! Besides, you and the other will always look out for be anyways!"

"Damn right we will"

"And besides, you guys are complete sadists that will no doubt torture everyone that goes near me…Although I still don't know why though…"

"For a genius you're an idiot"

"Hey!"

"Yeah, Yeah…It's time, Shiba Izayoi"

"You don't have to tell me!"

"You will now save the world"

"Stop acting dramatic!"

"Go and be free!"

"Don't ignore me!"

"Please read author's note for an important announcement. Btw, this story is finished"

TO BE CONTINUED…

Hey guys! This story is now ending and the sequel will be put up next week!(Ahaha, sorry if you guys thought I was abandoning this story. Ahaha, I Know, I'm a jerk. XD I always wanted to do that) Thank you all for reading this and keeping patient with me! Thank you all for the reviews and for the support you guys are showing me! I'm going to post the sequel next week, in which it's set six years after Tsuna's death. It just seemed appropriate to continue what happens as a separate story so it shall be one! I mean, this story is Nana-bashing, so let's have I thought a sequel would be more appropriate. Here's the summary of the sequel, which I still don't know the title. Any ideas?

'Ancriad' a school for the rarest mortals called 'Minimums' people of which their bloodlines date back to ancient times with magicians. Only a handful of people could become a 'Minimum' and Sawada Tsubasa, one of 'Ancriad's' strongest Minimum, announced as a mafia boss, meeting chaotic and insane people, and having crazy powers, his life just turned upside down. But why does the transfer from Italy calling himself 'Shiba Izayoi' , look exactly like his dead brother, Tsuna?

Also, Sakurahime99, yes I got the Minimum part from Hamatora, so all credits go to them! And if you guys don't know the anime, watch it! It's mind blowing! It's about awesome stuff and more awesome stuff that I'm not going to say since I'll spoil it, but the graphics are amazing! The protagonist is awesome though…

Anways! I love you guys! Thank you for always putting up with me! I hope you continue to show your support! Well, see you guys next week! Ciao~ !