Katekyou Hitman Reborn X Naruto

Two Destiny

By: lovelyhellion777

Disclaimer:

I don't own Naruto or Katekyou Hitman Reborn. I am merely a fan with an over-active imagination, who had no choice but to write this story or die of an imagination overload.

Summary:

Two brothers finally meet after years of separation, only to be forced apart once again through death. It is centuries later when their sons find each other that the story really begins. One child born in the ninja world, an orphan feared and hated by many. One child born in Japan, an orphan well loved and taken care of, by a loving mother and father. Continue to read as the destinies of these two children unfold and the true meaning of family is told.

Prologue: Into the Future

"Giotto-nii…p—please take care of…Naruto." Minato choked out coughing up some blood. "R—remember what w—we talked about. S—send them there. D—d—do not forget."

"I won't forget, Minato." Primo whispered as he clutched Minato's quickly cooling body. A silent tear rolled down his face, landing softly on Minato's pasty cheeks. "Why is fate so cruel, Minato? For 20 years we were separated, to only meet for two weeks and then tear us apart again." Primo choked through the knot in his throat.

Minato smiled brightly, blue eyes dim, and reached up to flick Primo's forehead. "Fool. Even though it was only for two weeks, I am glad to have had the chance to know how great of a brother I had. After so many years, I was finally able to find my brother again and have my only wish granted. Fate is not so cruel, Giotto-nii, because it gave me two glorious weeks to meet my brother again. It even granted me another gift by letting me die in my brother's arms."

Primo grabbed the cold hands that had flicked his forehead. "Minato," he whispered tears rolling relentlessly down his face. "I am so fortunate to have had you as my brother and guardian. No matter what happens you are and will always be my precious little brother. Don't you ever forget that. There is nothing that can cut these bonds of ours."

Minato smiled and slowly shut his glassy blue eyes, "I…won't. I'll never…ever…f-forget that."

Primo sat on the ground clutching desperately on to his brother's cold and stiff body long after his last breath. Slowly, Primo released Minato's body and gently laid it on the ground. Carefully, he got up and walked over to the crying baby on the rock bed.

"Naruto," he whispered, gently lifting Naruto into his arms. At his touch, Naruto stopped crying and opened his large tear-filled blue eyes to stare directly into a pair of red-rimmed honey gold eyes. "You look exactly like your father." Primo sadly observed before leaving the ruins with Naruto in tow. It was time for their plans to start unrolling; they just needed to wait for their last arrival.

It was four days later that he went into his mansion and silently retrieved, their last arrival, his newborn son from his silent crib. Quietly he made his way to his study and set both babies on the settee. He went behind his desk, retrieved some paper and a pen, and began to write the letters. When he finished writing them, he carefully folded them and tucked each letter securely into the two babies' blankets. He went back to his desk and opened the bottom drawer, pulling out a scroll. Carefully he tucked the scroll into Naruto's blankets.

"Sky, are they all here yet?" Primo called into the emptiness, gold eyes staring at the two sleeping babies.

"Yes, Boss. Everyone is gathered." A baby with a glowing orange pacifier replied followed by seven other babies with seven different colored glowing pacifiers.

"Do it," Primo commanded never taking his eyes off the two sleeping forms in the middle of the glowing circle.

"Hai, Boss." The babies replied in unison. A second later there was a bright flash of light that enveloped the study. When the light disappeared, the study was empty except for one lone figure. Primo stiffly made his way to his desk before slumping down on it. Slowly he rested his throbbing head on the desk. It seemed like hours later before there was a knock on the study door, when in fact it had only been 10 minutes. Hearing the knock, Primo jerked up from the desk and quickly straightened himself before allowing entrance.

"G," Primo whispered in a cracked voice when he saw whom it was.

G stood in the doorway and stared at his boss, shocked. He had never seen him like this ever before. Primo's normally calm honey gold eyes were bronze and dull. This was the first time he saw his boss with such a devastated and empty look in his eyes. You could clearly see the bruises under his eyes. Something terrible had happened.

"Boss, what happened?" G asked concerned as he approached Primo's side.

"Nothing, G." Primo shook his head stiffly. "Is everyone here?"

"They are," G answered as all the guardians started making their way in. "Everyone is here except for your Wind Guardian."

"My Wind Guardian?" All the guardians nodded as they stared at Primo, wondering if it was finally time for them to meet this mysterious wind guardian. "My Wind Guardian." A single tear rolled down his face. "Just like the wind, he comes and goes where ever it blows leaving behind a long line of tumultuous emotions. G, Knuckle, Alaudi, Asari, Lampo, and Demon Spade…my Wind Guardian is…dead."

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So, how was that? Please tell me what you think of it. This is only a story to test out the waters, so if I don't get at least 5 reviews, I won't continue with this story anymore.

Also I would like your help...please help me make up a better title for this story. I really don't like this title.

Now that I am done with my little speech...let us continue to our next chapter: THEIR FATES UNWIND