Warning: unbeta. English is our second language. We are Deaf.

We don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn. We do own our OC.

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Heart of Pure Gold

Prologue

Twenty-six years old male with black messy hair, dark brown eyes, pale skin, and wears a blue dress shirt that tucked into black slacks, and black dress shoes. His name is Hayashi, Youta, he is currently walking back to his home from his work. Youta yawned softly as he covered his mouth then blinked away from the weary eyes. Youta glanced at his wristwatch, it's almost dinner time and he knew he'll have to make simple and fast dinner for his little brother and sister. 'If I remember right, okaa-san did mention that she'll work overtime tonight.' Youta mused.

After a few minutes, he has arrived at his home and went inside. "I'm home!" Youta announced his presence. He heard the tiny footsteps as he took off his shoes.

"Nii-san!" a little girl shouted happily to see her eldest brother. She is eight years old with long black hair that reaches her mid-back, brown eyes, sun-kissed tan (as she spends a lot of time playing outside) and wears a simple yellow sundress. Her name is Hayashi, Kokoro, although she preferred as 'Koko-chan'.

Behind her, is a ten years old boy with black messy hair, dark brown eyes, slightly tan skin, and wears a simple white cotton shirt, and blue shorts. His name is Hayashi, Daiki.

"Hello, Koko-chan, Dai-kun." Youta greeted his little siblings gently with softening eyes. He truly adored them and always spend free time with them as much as possible. "How you feel like having fried rice and some leftover meats?"

Kokoro and Daiki nodded their head as they both love meats. Youta chuckled and went to the kitchen to prepare the dinner.

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After the meal was finished and the kids took their bath and ready for bedtime while Youta took care of the kitchen chores.

When Youta finally finished drying the dishes, he went to his siblings' shared bedroom. He saw Kokoro is tucked underneath her comfortable blanket on her bed while Daiki is sitting up with a book in hands. Youta's lip quirked up. "Ah… I did promise you both I will read you a story, right?" his siblings nodded their heads.

Youta chuckled and gently grabbed the book from Daiki's hands and sat on the Kokoro's bed. The man read the title in the novel. "I remember this novel." Youta mumbled in surprised. "I used to read this back in my high school days." On the novel book, the title is called, Vongola Tales. Youta opened the book cover. 'Although, this book is not appropriate for children.' He glanced at his siblings who stared at him with big excited eyes. '…it wouldn't hurt to skip the inappropriate parts and made up some stuff that fits for young kids.' He decided.

"During the time of eighteen century, there are laws that must be followed because of the special ability, they called the Flames…" Youta read the story calmly to his siblings.

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The eldest brother stared at his siblings who have fallen asleep during the third chapters in the novel. Youta's eyes soften as he quietly shut the book. He stood up, gave a peck on his siblings' forehead, turned off the lights and left the bedroom. "Goodnight." He whispered and closed the door behind him. Youta went to the living room and placed his old novel on the coffee table.

Before he could start to get ready for his bath. The ringtone alerted his attention from his phone, he grabbed it from his pocket and checked the message from his mother. Youta opened the message and read it. 'Okaa-san needs medicine from the pharmacy… did she ran out of her Restoril pills already?' Youta frowned. He knew that his mother always having trouble sleeping without the pills, however, he could've sworn that he already gave her the sleeping pills a while ago. She should have a few lefts that last a week or so.

Youta sighed softly. 'Oh well, might as well go get the medicine before she comes home. I'll talk to her about this pill once she's home. I need to check her other medicine, just in case.' He mused while he grabbed his jacket and put it on. Picked up his wallet, keys, and earbuds. He made sure he has his phone with him as well.

After he put his shoes on, he left the house with the door shut behind him quietly and locked it. 'Good thing that pharmacy isn't too far from here.' Youta was relief about that.

The wind breeze through as Youta shivered and grabbed his jacket to pressed closer to himself in an attempt to warm up. It's almost autumn season and he knew that he'll have to make sure Kokoro dress up very warm because he doesn't want to get her sick whenever he plays outside. 'At least Dai-kun made sure Koko-chan stay safe.' He thought with proud.

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"Take care!" the employer farewells the customer as Youta walked out of the pharmacy. The man checked his wristwatch, it's getting very late and he needs to return to his home as soon as possible if he wants to be able to sleep. Otherwise, he'll be very tired to focus on his job.

Youta quickly walked down the empty and quiet street with streetlights on. Minding his own business that he walked pass by the stranger dress up all black and hood with suspicion attitude.

Before Youta knew, he was grabbed viciously and slammed against the wall in the alleyway. A sharp metal touches his bare neck. "Give me all your money!" A mugger demanded.

'Shit!' Youta didn't expect this. Hell, no one would ever expect this to happen to them. He attempts to identify the stranger, but his face was completely covered with mask and sunglasses. "Hurry up!" a mugger snapped as the knife nicked Youta's neck.

Youta attempt to calm the situation. "Okay, okay, okay! I'll give you the money." He slowly reaches for his pocket where his wallet is…

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It seems he couldn't calm down the situation…

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It's very warm, so warm that it trickles down from his body in small rivers of crimson red. It's an odd sensation, warm and ticklish. Youta couldn't feel his legs anymore, and he didn't know when he lay down on the stone hard cold ground. And now, he feels numb, he couldn't find any energy, not one bit. Laying on the ground, all by himself, with no one around. He knew.

He knew that he is dying. 'Shit…' he could feel it. His body is growing weaker by the second, he's really, truly going to die. And he's so cold, so cold to the point that his body was shivering, it's odd because his body feels numb yet he feet cold. 'Damn it…' how will his adorable little siblings going to take this terrible news? Who's going to take care of them when his mother is working overtime?

Who's going to make sure little Koko-chan to stay healthy and always have bandages to prepare in case she fell whenever she plays? Who's going to make sure Dai-kun eat all his vegetables and finish his milk? Who's going to tuck them in, read bedtime stories and give them goodnight kiss? Who's going to watch over his mother and making sure she won't try to do anything to harm herself whether it's unintentionally or intentionally?

'Fuck…' tears fell nonstop from his eyes. It seems that he'll have to trust in Fate and watches over his family. Slowly, his eyes grew blurry and closed half-way. 'I'm so sorry, Koko-chan, Dai-kun… Okaa-san… I love you…' was the last thoughts before his death.

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He could hear voices above him. There are multiples different voices in a foreign language that he doesn't understand one bit. It was strange to the point that Youta felt like, he's alive? However, that it's impossible because from where that mugger stabbed him, there's no way he would be alive. But somehow, he's alive and breathing. And he could hear. How odd… is this a miracle?

Youta grimaced as he forced to open his heavy eyes, and everything was too blurry for him. He blinked which is hard and yet the blurry didn't go away. Suddenly, he felt giants' hands picked him up and wrapped around in tight cloth. 'Wh-what's going on?' he doesn't understand what's happening to him. All he knows, that he is alive, and someone is taking care of him.

Just, what is going on?

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