Title: Tsuna's Mukuro

Summary: What if Tsuna is just like Chrome, he has his own Mukuro? Although it's not Mukuro but the Vongola Primo himself?

Warnings: OOCness.

[Updated 11/8/15: Changed "End" to "La Fine".]

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Chapter 14: Determination

"Plea… se… w-wait…" Tsuna pleaded as he tried to get up, but his efforts were wasted for he fell down again.

"Arriverderci, Vongola Decimo."

No.

'Tsu… na…'

No!

Tsuna's heart ached as he watched the three men leave with Giotto—his Giotto-nii-chan. As they moved further away, the ache in his heart grew more and more intense. Tears started to flow down his eyes. How could he let this happen? What could he do? At last, after ten years, Giotto finally came back. And then what, he was going to let him leave again?

But Tsuna already tried to stop them—used his X burner on them—but alas, it was not enough.

What—what can I do now?

"Tsuna, remember this always: that I'm always with you, no matter where you are."

Tsuna's eyes opened wide. T-Those words…

Those were the words that his Giotto-nii told him that day, that day before he left him ten years ago to go 'somewhere far away'. Tsuna closed his eyes, remembering the pain he felt when Giotto left. He then opened them again, and used every bit of his strength to stand up, stumbling a bit as he did so. Using his right hand, he supported his broken left arm to minimize the injury. He then opened his mouth and shouted, "Vindice!"

The three men quickly turn around and looked at the brunette.

"You may be right about the fact that one way or another, the mafia bosses will eventually kill innocent people. And that someday, I may too," Tsuna said, his eyes overshadowed by his bangs. "But even so, that's not a good enough reason to lock up all the bosses, not just Giotto-nii, but the others too. What if they made that vigilante group to protect the people they love? What if they weren't part of mafia at all and was still forced to kill innocent people, would you still lock them up?"

For once, the cloaked men said nothing. They just looked at Tsuna, waiting for him to continue.

Tsuna exhaled, and then looked up at the three men, his eyes filled with determination. "I'll make a deal with you, Vindice. As the tenth boss of the Vongola Famiglia, I'll exchange my soul for the freedom of Vongola Primo's."

"Tsuna…" Giotto looked up at Tsuna, surprised at what the brunette had said.

"…" The three men looked at each other, and for a moment, they looked like they were communicating telepathically. After a minute had passed, they nodded to each other, and the one who wasn't holding Giotto in chains once again moved forward and spoke, "Because of what you have said earlier, Vongola Decimo, we have reconsidered. It is true that not every single mafia boss must be condemned. But we can't just readily change what is already written." Tsuna sweat dropped, and he could swear a smirk behind those black bandages. "Even so, as the tenth boss of the Vongola Famiglia—as the mafia boss who still have yet to sin—we will take your offer."

Tsuna's face lit up. The cloaked man then signaled his companions to release Giotto, the latter falling on the ground in a loud thud. He then returned his attention back to Tsuna. "One last word, Vongola Decimo: rejoice, for we will not take your soul today—since you are still useful to that place you call earth. But that doesn't mean that we will eventually forget our deal—we will one day surely take your soul—and personally deliver it to hell."

He looked at Giotto, then to his companions, before nodding to each other as they slowly disappear. "Good bye, Sawada Tsunayoshi."

As the three men slowly disappeared, Tsuna ran as fast as he could towards Giotto, being careful as to not worsen the injury on his left arm. When he finally reached the blonde, he kneeled down and helped him stand up. "Are you alright, Giotto-nii-chan?"

Giotto coughed before he answered, but this time, there wasn't any blood. "Yes, I'm alright," he replied, his complexion still a bit pale. He then cleared his throat. "Tsuna, you didn't have to do that."

Tsuna looked up, then down on his shoes. "B-But, if I didn't do that, Giotto-nii would be taken away from me again, and—and—it just hurts to let you leave like that, for you to go to 'somewhere far away' again…" Tsuna said, tears rolling down his cheeks. "I just… don't want to lose you again… haha, aren't I selfish?"

Giotto looked down at Tsuna, a warm smile plastered on his lips. He then suddenly hugged the brunette, earning a blush and a wince from the teen. "Yes, you are selfish." And as his Giotto-nii whispered this to him, Tsuna's face became even redder before he suddenly laughed. He then buried his face in Giotto's chest and hugged him back, with only the use of his right arm of course. "I love you, Giotto-nii-chan."

Giotto's smile widened. "I love you too."

Platonically.

Scratch that. I meant familial love.

La Fine.

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Alright, that's the end! Once again, I'm thanking all the people who reviewed, story & author favorited, and followed this story during its updating days! And also long after this story had finished!

Really, thank you very much everyone~

Ciao :)

Yours truly,

xmelonBreadx [11/3/15]