OH SNAP NOODLES! I'M ALIVE!? YES I AM! What is up noodle? Still as awesome as ever? Admiring yourself in the mirror? Don't worry you look beautiful today miss….You're a guy? Still beautiful. Trust me. BUT, it has been far too long since I have written anything on this site or for this story and I apologize noodles but a lot went on with my life. College mainly, but also a focus on being a professional writer! So we are on the final arc of the story, I'm not doing a special chapter…although you could technically say this chapter is a special one. This arc will be a primarily a battle one with a focus on of course the grand finale of Vongola vs Giobbani! So expect some action, my trademark romance, and some expected…DRAMA! So as always leave a review, it really helps me out a lot and lets me know you guys support and enjoy the story! So read on noodle! ARC 4: The War of Two Skies
Chapter 52: The Day Our World Stood Still
It was the day after… A day after Giotto and the past Vongola members passed away so to speak. Their will has been passed on to Tsuna and his friends. And with that comes the great responsibility of saving the world. However, the cost was that now the past of the Vongola has truly been wiped clean. Before passing on Giotto and Timoteo had disbanded the Vongola. The shock the Vongola's members felt were great and none of them approved of such a thing. However, through some explanation everyone saw this was the only way. With the disbandment of the Vongola the Giobbani's forces stopped waging war against the Vongola which has lowered civilian casualties. Yet, oddly enough this may be because the Giobbani forces since yesterday have all been pulled back to their base. All around the world is confusion as to what happened to both the Giobbani and the "groups" that were fighting them. The world lies still like an undisturbed pond, but even the smallest pebble can still cause a ripple.
The governments round the world are still on edge and preparing their defenses. The United Nations have come together to attempt to wage war against the Giobbani as soon as possible, but Tsuna knows full well that no army can stop the mafia. Their world is too secret, too separate from theirs. Which meant that only the last remnants of the Vongola can defeat the Giobbani before a world war breaks out and billions of lives are lost in the midst of the sea of fire. Tsuna's mind was calm, despite all the evidence that would point him to not being so. Nevertheless, Tsuna was truly at ease besides the occasional waves of guilt that washed over him from losing both Haru and Celina to Desparaze so easily. From the beginning Celina was manipulating the deeper sorrows and darkness within Haru for a greater purpose, constantly putting her in conflict with herself through her dreams at night. From the very beginning this was all planned out, Desparaze was fully aware of the trials and in fact wanted them to happen. He wants the Vongola to get strong. He wants them to attack him. He wants war, no he wants chaos to consume this world.
Now, Tsuna waits for their transportation and plans to be formulated before their attack against the Giobbani. At the strike of dawn they will be at the Giobbani's doorstep, but until then they must wait patiently for Reborn to plan everything out. Reborn took the liberty on himself to formulate a plan and gather the resources they would need to defeat the Giobbani. This could very well be Reborn's last chance to contribute to the Vongola as his life expectancy will most likely fail if they do not win tomorrow's battle. The curse will claim him and all the Arcobaleno, together dying which will upset the balance of Tri-Ni-Sette, and ending the world.
Desparaze was truly cunning Tsuna thought. He has multiple ways for him to achieve his goal of chaos and ultimately…end the world. And he purposefully made it so the only way to stop all of this is to fight him…or so Tsuna believes. If they beat the Giobbani then Tsuna must bear the burden of having to deal with every country in the world, and the Arcobaleno curse with how little time he will have? But Reborn believes that there must be a way to solve all of this.
But, right now? At this moment every member of the Vongola was handling their unfinished business. On the day the world stood still, for the Vongola the Earth continued to spin. The clouds still traversed the sky, the oceans still breathed into nature the winds of life, and the trees still danced in the breeze. Reborn suggested to Tsuna, "If the world was to truly end tomorrow. What would you wish to do Tsuna? Who would be the final people you say goodbye to? The person you would want to be with? With the end of the world comes the end to all things about life that will that cannot be forgotten. To forget is just like receiving a wound, for it will always leave a scar. Even if we all perish I believe the pains and feelings we all hold will come with us no matter where we go. Whether we pass on or not. So take these few hours to do what you must."
Kyoko walked into Tsuna's room, the door was wide open and she let herself in. She then joined Tsuna on his bed and together the two sat quietly for a moment. Kyoko, without saying anything laid her head down on Tsuna's shoulder. She reached down and held his hand, somewhat taking it from him. The two simply sat in silence as they tend to do when words don't feel as if they will do enough. So they sat together like that quietly, not speaking at all except for the silence they used to whisper into the other.
Finally Tsuna asked, "So, what are the others planning on doing?"
"They all seem to have decided to go see their families. It has been quite a long since any of us have ever seen our families," Kyoko began. "However, it seems Lambo is going to see I-Pin. Everyone else is going to Sanctuary where all of our families are."
"I see…."
"Do you want to go to Tsuna?"
"Huh?" Tsuna said, confused. "Why would I want to go see my family? I have… I have to think things through. I have a lot on my mind Kyoko."
"I know you do," Kyoko said as she formed circles on Tsuna's hand with her thumb. "I know. But, like Reborn said, this is…possibly our last day together so…"
"And that's why I don't want to do it. I don't believe this will be our last day. I don't want to believe that it will be the last chance we have to see one another! So I'm not going to see my parents…" Tsuna said, his head sinking low.
Kyoko raised her head from his shoulder and turned his head to face her. She made him stare into her eyes to see the emotion she was trying to convey to him. Her eyes held sympathy and love for Tsuna as they always do.
Tsuna tried not to look into her eyes, "You're giving me that look again Kyoko…"
"What look would that be?" Kyoko smirked.
"You know what I mean! The 'Tsuna you know I am only thinking of your wellbeing, but you should do as I say because I'm always right.'"
"I have no idea what you are talking about Tsuna. However, if that was what I was trying to say. Then why not Tsuna? I know fully well you are thinking about a lot of things, and it seems nearly impossible to ask you of this. But, please, I just want you to…have some sort of resolution. A clear head, before we wage war." Kyoko drew closer to Tsuna and held him close. "Go see your parents Tsuna…please?"
Tsuna was silent again as he went through his thoughts. "I…suppose I could…but I'm not sure about making the trip and…"
"They're already here. I called them over," Kyoko said simply.
"You did what?" Tsuna exclaimed. Then right through Tsuna's door comes both of Tsuna's parents Nana and Iemitsu Sawada. Iemitsu was a blond haired main, unlike the rest of his family with a strong muscular build. Nana had a thin build and was the one Tsuna resembled the most with brown hair and eyes. They both walked in to greet their son who they have not seen in such a long time. Tsuna stood to see his parents as his mother went over to hold him close. She took her son and held him tightly as she began to cry over him.
"Oh, my boy! I have not seen you in so long!" Nana cried. "Look at you, you've grown so much since I have last seen you. You're a young man now. A handsome, strong young man just like your father was."
"Was…?" Iemitsu said as he stepped over to Tsuna and his wife. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and placed his other hand on Tsuna's head. "Well, hey there son! Ah, wait, or should I address you as my superior now?"
Tsuna looked nervous and uncomfortable speaking directly with his family like this. He was unsure what to say to them, though he was happy to see they were well and safe. It was his father after all, a man who was once considered to be the Vongola boss. Of course they're both safe along with their other families. Iemitsu and CDEF were in charge of guarding the family members and loved ones within Sanctuary. Tsuna thought he should thank his father at the least but no words came out. Tsuna was lost in his own void of silence. What should he say? What should he do?
Kyoko smiled at them all. "I suppose I should take my leave then?" she said.
"Well, why should you do that?" Nana said. "You're as much a part of this family as anyone else could be. You are welcomed to stay by his side. That is what you have been doing this entire time correct?"
Kyoko looked surprised by Nana's intuition and beamed at her. "You are…correct. That is my role." Kyoko then stared at Tsuna who did not look his parents in the eyes. She knew he was struggling to be here, right now. Tsuna felt that with the world still on the edge that he should not see anyone besides his friends. The world was still in danger and here he was, just relaxing and trying to reconcile with his two parents years later. He had no words, nothing he could say he thought. He balled his hands into fists as his frustration and nervousness took control of his hands.
"So," his father began. "You have awakened to a new power then, Tsuna? I can feel just how strong you have become since you and I once duked it out. How about you and I go one last round to see if you can beat your old man now? Huh?" Tsuna's eyes widened when he looked at his father say that. He glanced over to his mother who looked to disapprove.
Nana shook her head. "We cannot have you two fighting! We just got to see one another again and you are discussing violence? I will not have my two men fighting so barbarically!" Nana then looked to Tsuna. "You do not have to fight if you do not want to." she said.
"Oh come on!" Iemitsu said. "He's a grown man now! It's just a little father and son bonding time. Ain't that right? Hahaha!" Tsuna remained silent until he broke his father's laughter.
"No."
"Hmm?" his father said back.
"I refuse to fight you, father." Tsuna said as he was able to looks his father in the eye and say. "As you have said I am a lot stronger than when we fought before. I am too strong now. A lot stronger than I deserve to be or even truly earned. It would not be a fight. I cannot do it but…" Tsuna's fists opened and he allowed himself to be calm. "Even if I really want to I cannot. Family should not fight the other. Not at a time like this. Not in a world like this where everything it already doing what it can to keep us part, so we should not try to split ourselves up even further."
Iemitsu and stared at the other for a moment. Father and son staring the other down as many thoughts went through their minds. Kyoko seemed lost and not understanding what the two of them could possibly be communicating to the other. She knew that Tsuna's father was gone for a majority of his life. Tsuna having to grow up without a father present in his life. The anger he had built towards his father who left him alone with his mother. His mother that always smiled and tried her hardest, but underneath her smile was struggles Tsuna could see. Anyone could not blame Tsuna if he strikes his father now, yet as proof he has become a man. He refuses to fight.
His father laughed. "Very well then! There is nothing left for me to do here then." Iemitsu turned round and headed for the door. Nana looked disappointed that they could not be here longer, but she seemed to understand. Tsuna and Kyoko looked shocked as his parents walked away from him. It was in that moment that Tsuna saw a different side to his father, a very small fragment of the person he was.
Tsuna grew up without a dad in his life. He practically only had his mother to look up to as both a father and mother. But his hatred for his father did not waver. Until now Tsuna thought. He has changed. He has grown. He has grown enough to tell his father directly how he feels.
"Father," Tsuna mouthed. Iemitsu turned around and stared at him.
"What is it?"
Tsuna then raised his head and looked his father in the eyes. Deep down inside Tsuna searched for that anger he wished to vent to him, that tempest of fury, but instead Tsuna only found an ocean within him. Still, calm, serene as the tides touched him from within.
"Thank you…for coming to see me. Take care of mom." That is all Tsuna said to his father. That was all his father needed.
"Heh, without a doubt." Iemitsu said, smiling at Tsuna. "You be sure to do your part and protect that girl there. Don't make the same mistake I did and leave her side. One day you might have a kid with that girl, who has already become a woman. Then next thing you know you're a father, happiest than you ever been just because you're a dad. You feel this responsibility that feels so unbearable that makes you want to leave…but you can't. You're a dad now. You have to be the man of the house and take care of family." Iemitsu saw the approving look of Nana and looked to his son again. "The most important thing in this world is family. It's your greatest strength, and your greatest weakness. And the greater the love in your family, the greater the loss will be…."
Nana laughed. "So that is why despite that trade-off, we will take all the risks for our family. Togetherness is a virtue that I believe is sacred. Thus, the Sawadas will stand united, like the 'rice paddies in a swamp' we are!"
"Will we not be sinking then…?" Iemitsu mumbled. Nana just looked at her husband with a still smile and he went into a cold sweat. "Nevermind."
Tsuna smiled at them and said, "Yeah. Right." Nana and Iemitsu then smiled back at him and together they walked out of the room. Tsuna was left alone with Kyoko who was quiet for the moment. Kyoko saw that Tsuna was silent and told him that she would leave him be. But as she tried to leave Tsuna wrapped his arms around her from behind.
Kyoko's face turned red. "T-Tsuna! What has gotten into you?"
"Thank you Kyoko…"
"Huh?" Kyoko looked over her shoulder to Tsuna who buried his head in her slim back and knew instantly how he felt. "You're welcome, Tsuna." Kyoko then grasped his hands warmly as she felt the slightest bit of wetness in her clothing. Tsuna as everyone knows him, he is weak. But as everyone looks up to him, he is strong. But truly, even someone as strong or as weak as he is. Tsuna is admirable all the same. Despite everything…deep down. He really wanted to see his parents again.
These thoughts seemed to resonate with all the members as on this day they all went to visit their family members. Hibari went to go see his mother, meeting her alone, in a garden of flowers from within Sanctuary. She was tending to some flowers in her lonesome, surrounded by a lush green and scented flora. Hibari saw her and slowly made his way to her. She was so busy she did not notice him for the whole five minutes Hibari stood there.
She suddenly turned around and was surprised to see her son standing there. "Kyoya! You are alright?" She stood up and spun around so fast just to hold her son. She coiled him within her arms, crying in his shoulder, as Hibari stood there quietly. Letting his mother hold him as much as she had desired.
"Hello, mother…" Hibari sounded. His mother pulled away slightly and placed her son's face within her hands. She smiled gently at him as her face lit up with joy. It has been a long time Hibari has seen her mother, let alone his mother's graceful smile.
She shook her head. "My, have you grown dear. You're much taller now. I hope you have been…eating your nutrients. How have…you been?" she asked.
"Fine…and you?"
"Very well," she said with a perky smirk. She pointed to her flowers. "You see? I have plenty to keep myself busy with. The people in this Sanctuary-town very much enjoys my flowers. It seems everyone could use a flower to brighten up their days every now and then. Ah, you may even want to bring some…back to your umm…"
Hibari gave a small smile. "You may call them my friends, mother."
She smiled back. "I see…so you have finally found people you can call friends?" She began to cry again. "Oh, Kyoya, you do not know how much that makes me happy to hear! It has been so long…I…I." She tried to compose herself again. "Then how about a girlfriend?"
Hibari was silent.
"Ah…too much to ask for?" she said, jokingly.
Hibari walked past her and stared down at the row of flowers she was attending to. His mother walked up beside her and the two were both silent again. It was always like this Hibari remembered. Silence. But it was not unwelcomed on the contrary he was grateful for it. When it was not silent…somehow his mother was being hurt. Abused by his father whom he hates so much. Hibari clenched his fist tightly.
"Your father….right?" she asked.
Hibari stared at the flowers still.
"Kyoya…I know you think your father is a bad man," she began. Hibari felt just for a second his heart stopped and then beat again. "He was not always like this. Your father was kind. He was benevolent to all he met. He just…changed one day is all."
Hibari looked to his mother, looking into her eyes. "Are you to tell me that because he was once kind that means his actions are excused?"
His mother looked slightly afraid, but looked stern as she spoke. "Then…are you saying that our pasts do not matter? You and him are more similar then you may wish to believe. You too were much different than you were now, and so was he. Our pasts are a part of our identity, and to deny our pasts is to deny ourselves, Kyoya. That is the part that…separates you and your father. He has denied his past. You have not.
"You may have tried, I know I have." She said as she looked to him again, holding onto his arm. "But no matter how painful the life have lived. It is our lives alone to live. Our own struggles. They make us who we are…and in the end we are thankful for both the good and the bad times. We would never ask to change them."
"But…he did," Hibari said. "Regardless of the kind of man he once was I will do what I must. He must be brought down and I will be the one to do it. No matter what it takes…"
A strong wind blew by, the wind dashing through the trees and carrying Sakura petals within the wind from the trees. They danced, swirled, and twirled gracefully before they landed in front of Hibari. Her mother saw the petals and sighed.
"Death…" she muttered. "Is that what it will take to quell your rage? Does your life truly have no value to you at all?!" she shouted. Hibari's face remained deadpan as he broke away from his mother and walked away from her. She stood there, trying to hold back her tears but all her attempts failed until she heard Hibari speak to her.
"You are wrong mother." Hibari said. "Being with those people I have learned there is much value to life. Even the smallest flowers have meaning equal to that of us humans. But life only has value when you give it meaning, and I thought my meaning was for one thing alone. But I see now it has much more to it than that. And because of that…I am willing to sacrifice my own life…" Hibari then turned to his mother. "For my friends. That is what I am willing to lose." Hibari then turned away from his mother and left.
His mother just watched as he left and smiled at him. "You have grown after all, Kyoya. You are no longer that small boy that looked so hurt…so afraid. Hehe, I see, I see. If you…can be so strong then maybe I can too. I just hope I have the opportunity to be so strong."
Elsewhere, Chrome was steeling herself to face her own parents. She stood at the door of an expensive looking mansion. A long time ago Chrome was originally going to come here with Mukuro and Daemon Spade to train. It was in her father's own resort. The truth is Chrome's mother is a famous star and her step-father is the assistant manager in a famous overseas company. Her real father, he passed away when she was a child. She barely remembers what her father looked like. The image of her dad was blurry, but she did faintly remember his smile.
"Chrome, what are you waiting for?"
Chrome spun around and remembered that Mukuro had come with her. She became timid as she realized she was shaking. She was afraid to see her parents.
"Do not tell me these simpletons actually frighten you." Mukuro sneered. "They are no threat to you now with the power you possess. Plus, if anything were to happen to you then I feel like there would be no harm in me sending them into a fiery illusion? Ah, yes, perhaps my crows would enjoy a good feast."
"No!" Chrome shouted. Mukuro stopped and looked at her. "Don't…hurt them. They aren't all bad…"
"Oh you are certainly correct! They aren't all bad. They're all evil."
Chrome stared at Mukuro. "Mukuro-sama…"
"More evil than I dare say I myself may present…"
"Mukuro…"
Mukuro sighed. "Very well, but I do not understand why you hold such stoic feelings for them. Your kindness and grace is the only thing keeping me from simply returning the torment they have given you. Why treat them with such love when they have never shown you such a thing? Even your own mother, that appalling vessel of human waste, who only has one job as a mother. To protect and nurture you, and she failed at even the simplest task as that. As far as I am concerned…"
"Mukuro!" Chrome shouted again. Mukuro stopped again as he saw Chrome look at him softly. "Thank you…for what you are doing."
"Heh? What exactly is that? Do not mistake my distaste for your parents as a form of kindness to you. I merely do not wish to spend my time watching the drama fest of your parent's unreasonable scorn for you, and you trying to persuade them of some frivolous idea." Mukuro said, as he shrugged.
"No," Chrome said as she shook her head. "Thank you for coming with me…I would not have the strength to do this if you did not come with me." Chrome smiled at Mukuro, a bright smile that reached out to him.
"Hmph, do not thank me just yet," Mukuro said as he looked around. They were truly at a magnificent and extravagant resort. It makes Mukuro irritated to think that once, Chrome's parents would rather have her die instead of deal with her anymore. "But may I ask what exactly your purpose here is?"
Chrome was quiet for a second as she thought about this. "I am not quite sure…to be honest."
"What?"
"But…I know I must face them. I am expected to fight with everything I have tomorrow. Yet, how can I do that if I cannot even face my own parents?" Chrome said, as she forged her resolve into her fists. "I must be strong. I have to be! I will not…be weak anymore. I will face them. I have to, no one can stand on their own two feet if they do not know what they are standing for." Chrome then looked to Mukuro. "And I know that I will never be able to stand, if I do not conquer the troubles beneath my feet."
Mukuro saw the fire in Chrome's eye and smirked at her. "Kufufu….I see! Then what are we waiting for? Show me your resolve, Chrome!" Chrome nodded. She reached her hand out to the large door and knocked it as loudly as she could. A moment later a woman was heard yelling from inside that she was coming.
She opened up the door and Mukuro knew instantly it was Chrome's mother. She was a very mature elderly woman who was as physically appealing as one would expect of the mother to Chrome. Same violet hair and eyes, with purple lipstick. She looked at Chrome who was shivering slightly and then looked to Mukuro who stood there silent.
"Hmm? What do we have here?" she said. "I have not seen you in such a long time!" She shouted with joy. Mukuro's eye shot open as he stared at this woman. Chrome was just as shocked to see this…this person act such a way. "Come in!" she exclaimed. "Come in!" She opened up the door and allowed Chrome and Mukuro to come in.
They walked right into a large foyer that was large and grand. It was filled with the typical rich collection of useless, yet precious items. There was also a large piano at one side of the room as well.
The woman then said, "Well, make yourselves comfortable! It is an honor to have you both as our guests." She said as she waved them in. Mukuro and Chrome was baffled as they tried to process what had gotten into this woman. They were told to take a seat on the couch as she went to go get some tea for them. Chrome and Mukuro took a seat silently. Mukuro glanced over to Chrome and saw her expression of utter shock. She had no words for this.
"Chrome…?" Mukuro said.
"I do not understand…" Chrome said. "Why…is she being so nice to me? She…never smiled like that to me….why…why….why?!" Chrome was becoming hectic. Mukuro has never seen Chrome in such a state of utter panic before. Clearly, her trauma runs deep. He knew she did not care whether she lived or died all that time ago. So what is it that haunts Chrome so much?
Soon, Chrome's mother returned and set some tea down for the both of them. She sat down across from them and smiled at them both. "So, was your travels safe and well? I certainly hope so."
Chrome and Mukuro were both silent. Mukuro waited to see if Chrome would say something, but she was too stunned to speak. She kept her head down and said nothing at all which left it to Mukuro to keep the conversation going.
"It was fair," Mukuro finally answered. "Were…we expected?"
Chrome's mother shook her head. "Of course not! How could I expect to see you both here?"
"I…see…" Mukuro said as he stared at her. He could not seem to figure this woman out. Is this some ploy to make a mockery of Chrome? She acts so natural while Chrome is suffering to figure out her own feelings. He doesn't understand what is taking place right now. Mukuro asked her, "May I ask…do you have any children?"
Chrome's head shot up as she glanced to Mukuro quickly then to her. Chrome saw her mother look taken aback by this question.
"Oh my, certainly a bold question to a woman of my age," she laughed. "Well…the truth is…I do have a daughter…but…" she sighed as she stared at her tea, and not at Chrome. "She disappeared long ago. I haven't seen her since."
Chrome and Mukuro stared at her in shock when she said that. Chrome gripped her dress tightly, feeling buried emotions become unearthed as she heard her mother spoke.
Chrome managed to finally say, "She…disappeared?"
"Yes, indeed. She disappeared one day without a word. I have not seen her ever since unfortunately. For years it was just me and my husband…"
"Do you remember what happened to her?" Chrome asked. "Do you recall what….became of her…before she left? What…she was going through?"
Her mother thought about it for a moment. "Maybe… I am not sure… Ah! Yes, she had been in a terrible accident. She lost most of her internal organs…and even her right eye. She was in the hospital…or so I think." She said.
"You…t-think?" Chrome muttered.
"I apologize…it was a long time ago…" she replied.
Chrome felt angry. Chrome felt sad. She felt so many things that she could not tell this from that. Chrome could not believe what she was hearing. She could not understand at all.
"Do you not know who I am!?" Chrome screamed. She broke the air with her voice, the voice that Chrome had found through her struggles. She glared at her own mother, who looked afraid s she stared at Chrome.
"S-should I know who you two are?" she said. Mukuro then slammed his fist on the table which scared Chrome's mother out of her chair and onto the floor. She looked up at Mukuro who manifested his scythe. Chrome quickly got up and held onto Mukuro from behind to try to stop him.
"You…cruel hearted Bitch…" Mukuro said, his teeth gritting against the other.
And just as the air was broken by Chrome, Chrome felt herself be broken. It was then a maid had come from upstairs and ran down to see what was going on. She ran over to Chrome's mother and cried out, "Nagisa-sama! Ms. Nagisa-sama! Are you alright?" Chrome quickly grabbed Mukuro's hand who looked at her and made his scythe disappear. The maid attended to Chrome's mother as she glared back at Chrome and Mukuro. "Who are you people? Why have you come here to disturb Ms. Nagisa-sama?"
"Nagisa…?" Mukuro said to himself as he looked over to Chrome. He saw Chrome's eyes dilute as she stared at her mother. He then looked to the maid. "We were only visiting. We apologize for the mess." Mukuro took Chrome and was about to have Chrome out the door in an instant until…
"Apologize?" the maid exclaimed. "You have caused my lady great stress! She is not the stable woman she may appear to be…and you two are making her condition worse…"
When Chrome heard that she stopped and turned around to face the maid. "Condition…? What condition?"
The maid sighed. "My lady…she…suffered tremendous brain damage years ago. You see, she lost her daughter a long time ago. She was not truly affected by it at first…but soon after her daughter's disappearance she found a letter. It was addressed to her by her late husband, who died years before. After she found the letter she went…ballistic."
"Why…what was in the letter?" Chrome asked.
The maid shook her head. "I do not know." She said. "All I know is that after she found that letter her current husband at the time tried to keep her quiet and wanted the letter burned. I watched the event unfold as I was just starting out here. I remember it clearly. They were in a scuffle, the two of them, and the result was her husband had…smashed her head into a wall…"
Chrome's eyes widened as she hung on every word the maid spoke. "She was immediately sent to a hospital after I called the ambulance. Fractures spread out through her skull and brain. The results…she could not remember anything from her past. Her childhood…her own parents…nothing… At first, it was hard, but with time some memories came back." The maid then held Chrome's mother up who then looked like she was about to throw up. "She never truly recovered…but she got better. But that did not last long. Her husband…died in a plane accident."
Chrome was silent. "My step-father…as well…?" she muttered to herself.
"She has lost so much…her memories and family. She can barely do things by herself…I do not know why she even did all of this." She sighed. "I am all she has now," the maid said as she looked to Chrome. "Now that you understand I hope you two will now leave."
The maid took Chrome's mom by her arm and led her to the stairs. She walked past Chrome who in that moment the two of them, mother and daughter, stared at the other until the moment broke off. Chrome's mother was taken upstairs leaving Mukuro to take Chrome outside. Chrome did not say anything except to ask Mukuro to walk with her. Mukuro complied, without any words.
They walked through the resort, unseen by anyone else. Chrome was silent as she and Mukuro walked. Mukuro thought to stay by her side for as long as she needed him here. Even he would not do anything to hurt her now.
Soon the both of them found a bench which Chrome stopped and tugged on Mukuro's shirt. Mukuro knew what she wanted and led them both to the bench where they sat together. Mukuro looked up at the sky, clear as day. A quiet…peaceful day.
"Mukuro-sama…" Chrome finally said. Mukuro looked to her.
"Yes?"
"I…I… I thought I wanted… some sort of closure," Chrome said.
"Closure? From her? Your parents?"
"Yes…I wanted them to see me. I really…wanted them to see me! To see me as the woman I am now. Not…some worthless trash…I wanted to be acknowledged as a human being. Not just their daughter…but a living, breathing human. A human that felt…that cried…that just…wanted to be loved. But…she looked me straight in the eye. And had no idea who I was." Chrome turned to Mukuro as she cried. "I was even more of a nobody than I was before! So what was the point!?"
Mukuro stared at her. "Chrome…"
"What was the point!?" Chrome screamed again. "Why did I come here? My father Is dead…my step-father is also dead…and now my mother…the person she once was is also dead in a sense…I have no family…biologically speaking. I know I have Tsuna…Kyoko…Haru...and even you, Mukuro-sama. You are my new faily. But…you all have people you can call mom and dad…I…don't."
Mukuro sighed and shook his head. "Never knew them," he said.
Chrome looked up to him. "Huh?"
"My parents. Never knew them. Don't know if they're dead or alive. I was taken from them as a child and…experimented on. I have no recollection of them since my memories were messed with so much. I have no idea if I have a brother, a sister or even grandparents. I have no idea who my family is. My name…Rokudo…was given to me." Mukuro confessed. "My 'family' were scientists who sent me to Hell. That is…perhaps why I do not quite understand the mafia. Besides the evils that make it up, I do not get what a 'family' means. I understand it very little but from…being with the Vongola. Tsuanyoshi Sawada has demonstrated to me that a family does not always mean your parents or siblings. But the people who feel the most like a family. And…as time has progressed…I see that perhaps we are like a family. A very dysfunctional one of course, but a family all the same."
Chrome stared at Mukuro. "I…I did not know…you…I am sorry."
"You are the only one who knows this, Chrome." Mukuro said as he looked to her. "I would very much like to keep it that way. If that Tsunayoshi or the sakura lover found out, I would imagine the worst for me. This group of ours has a habit of making a big deal of simple matters."
"Ah…of course…" Chrome said. She felt a little bit better that she knew something about Mukuro that no one else knew. She smiled because of it. "Well, I suppose we should leave then…"
"Are you sure?" Mukuro asked.
"Hmm?" she replied.
"Chrome…" Mukuro said as they heard someone running up to them. They looked over and saw the maid running towards them. She was out of breath by the time she caught up.
She gasped, "I…ah…have finally…ah caught to you both. Mercy, me."
"The maid?" Mukuro said. "What do you want?"
"I…have a message to deliver to…Miss Nagi!" she said as she held out a letter to Mukuro. Chrome stood up from the bench and walked over to Mukuro.
"Miss…Nagi?" Chrome said as the maid looked to her. The maid nodded and smiled.
"A pleasure…to see you, daughter of Nagisa." The maid said. "Please, accept my lady's gift to you. It seems seeing you has brought back a memory. In that envelope is a letter from your father…and mother."
Chrome stared at the envelope. She was hesitant but she opened the envelope and took out a letter. She read it, realizing it was written by her father to her mother. Just before he died.
Dear Nagisa,
I am writing to you for I fear these may be my final moments. My illness grows worse, and I fret that I may never again be able to look upon my beautiful wife and daughter again. I am going to give this letter to a friend of mine who has promised to me to give this letter to you and Nagi. He has also promised to take good care of you, to act as a father in my place. I know that does not mean much…but it is all I could do. I wish I could see you again. I wish I could see my precious Nagi once more. But…not all man's wishes come true. So…I am taking the time to write down some things I feel Nagi must hear from her father:
Always take care of your health, Nagi. A young woman must know how to treat her own body right. Eat right. Eat your vegetables!
Stay in school. An education is important and no daughter of mine will work for anything but the best. One day I know you will be able to reach for any dream you wish for.
Boys will break your heart, sadly, as boys do not understand the true depth and fragility to a young girl's heart. The most important thing is to learn from our heart breaks to become stronger than before. One day you will find someone who will love you for you, take care of you, and stand beside you. Love is precious. And a real man will love you for all your quirks, your bd parts, and even your good. He will see them all and accept them all. So be sure to do the same for him.
Nothing is more important than friends and family. I know that one day you will find great friends who will take care of you. Now who do you know they are great friends? Well, imagine a box filled with kittens. Despite the fact that all of those kittens are strangers, they get along? Because they need each other. They need each other when have no one else. And family? Family is everything. Your mother and I, and you friends. One day, you will see the big picture, we are all family to you Nagi. On that note: treat everyone as you wish to be treated. Kindly. Do not bully others. And never, ever, look down on anyone else! One day they may look up to you for your kind heart!
Marriage: This is a biggy! I am sorry- I truly am, Nagi. I will not be able to walk you down the aisle as I have dreamed I will. I imagine myself unable to hold back my tears as I give you away to another man. But hopefully he will understand that even in death I shall be watching over you! He best be ready to take care of you! Just know I am proud of you, and happy you found someone special.
Be happy always! Be mannerly! Be charitable! Ah, and do not forget to smile. Yours is far too wonderful to not share.
And finally, I want you to know…Nagi. That there is a life motto in our family. Do you remember what that is? The motto of our family: Never ever give up! When life brings you down, you get right back up. When life knocks you down, you knock it right back. When life gets so hard…that you lose your will to stand up. Stand. Because your father has failed many, many times before. But I never gave up. I will not give up now and continue fighting this illness, just so I might be able to see you, even for a second. But I never gave up. Neither has your mother. And neither will you.
So, if this is goodbye, then allow me to say it right now. I love you Nagi Aozora. I love you so much that it hurts, and I will never forget you. I will always be watching you, just so you will never feel alone. I will be, hopefully, with you soon…
The letter ended there and by the time Nagi finished reading it, she was drenched in tears. Chrome cried as she had gained so much just from reading this letter. Her true name…her father's love…and understanding…she had gained what she was looking for.
The maid spoke up, "The letter was meant to go to you. But your step-father…hid it from your mother. He…has done some terrible things…but he felt that your father would hold on…he wanted to believe…and I suppose he and your mother simply fell apart when he passed. She also wanted me to give you this…she wrote this so quick…and also entrusted me with these." The maid handed Chrome a small piece of paper…and a set of cards.
"What are these?" Nagi said as she looked at the cards. They were old, and in somewhat good condition from being preserved well. They were tarot cards.
"Your father's…that is all I know about them," she said. "Your mother…wished to give them to you along with her letter. Now, I will be off now. Please, come visit gain my lady. You are welcome here always." The maid smiled and soon disappeared. Nagi looked at the cards in her hand and tucked them away before she opened up her mother's letter. It was short, scratchy, and a bit hard to read. But Chrome made out the few words…that touched her so. Forcing her to hold Mukuro, who amazingly held her back.
Dear… Nagi…
My…you have grown. When you yelled at me it reminded me…of a dream I once had. A dream where I threw you away…constantly…but each time you came back to me. To pat me on my head and tell me, 'It's okay, mommy." Over and over. I remember so clearly…I have…forgot many things. My mind is intact for now…but for how long I wonder? Let me say this before I forget this all ever happened.
I am so sorry Nagi. I never should have died for you…but I did not. I was broken…but you were in pieced. I should have put you back together…but I failed. I am sorry. Just…know…this…
I shouldn't have thrown you away. So I will never do it again….your mother…loves
The letter ended there, with signs of a struggle as piece was ripped off. Her mother must have been fighting really hard to write the letter. Chrome got what she wanted. Her parents had saw her. But they did not see the grown woman that Chrome thought she wanted. Her parents saw the little girl, the little girl inside that wanted to be noticed, to be seen, to be heard, to be loved…
Chrome cried and cried with Mukuro holding her. Mukuro held her tightly and said, "Let us go home…I cannot have my only true family wailing about here…" Chrome looked up to Mukuro and together they looked into the other's eyes, drawing closer to the other, lips so close, but in that last moment Chrome pulled away from Mukuro. Chrome turned her head back in the direction of her mother.
"Right…let's go…." Chrome said before together they left.
Meanwhile, Yamamoto was working in his father's sushi shop that he opened in Sanctuary. He only came to visit but his father was so busy that he forced Yamamoto to work so they could handle all the customers. Yamamoto was stumbling about, trying to get back in the groove of things as his father shouted at him to get things done. Yamamoto laughed, "Same as ever huh? He must be really happy to see me again."
When things finally settled down, Yamamoto and his father were able to rest behind the counter for a moment. His father looked out to all the satisfied customers as Yamamoto fell over the counter, feeling slightly tired.
His father laughed, "Tired already? Where is your spirit? You have been practicing everyday have you not?"
"Of course!" Yamamoto laughed. "It's just…I have not been behind the counter like this in a long time is all."
His father nodded. "It has been a long time." His father then looked to Yamamoto and smiled at him. "But you did not come here to work the sop obviously. You wanted to talk about our family, right?" Yamamoto was not even surprised that his father knew what he was thinking just by looking at him. He was always perceptive.
"Yeah," Yamamoto answered with a smile. He then lost that smile as he said, "I lost her. Celina that is. I lost her twice and I'm afraid I may not be able to take her back again. What if she…stays lost? What if I can't…what if I am not strong enough?"
His father then patted Yamamoto on the back. "You worry too much Takeshi. Your back will get too heavy with the burdens you carry. If a man tries to carry a boulder, he will become stronger. If he tries to carry a mountain, he will be crushed. Try to handle only what you can son."
"But…"
"This goes back to your mother, right?" he said to Yamamoto. Yamamoto stopped as he looked back to the crowd of people. "Your mom was a strong one. She was always kind, and treated everyone like they were family. She never backed down from a fight either. She fought with a smile on her face. She was a rare one she was."
"Rare enough that she just had to disappear…?" Yamamoto said.
His father nodded. "Your mother was a fish I somehow managed to catch. But all fish must return to the pond. Your mother was like that, she could not stay in one place for long." His father said as he looked at Yamamoto. "That does not mean she did not love you and that she is lost. She is perhaps, on a journey to find you and your sister all over again. We…we may not approve of her choice to leave. We all took it hard. But…one day you may understand. When one follows the way of the sword…one's journey does not end until the moment their body gives out," he said.
Yamamoto looked up to his father. "Mom…was a swordswoman? Is that why she left? To go on her own journey?"
"Indeed. Or perhaps she is as you say lost, but then it when we are lost that we are able to find ourselves. Just because she is out there in the world, lost, does not mean she is gone forever son. She always said: He Who Knows Others Is Wise. He Who Knows Himself Is Enlightened. A quote from another," he said to Yamamoto. "You have been so strong to handle losing both your sister and your mother. But, you have the opportunity to regain your sister, and bring her back. Because you have strength. Nothing is so strong as gentleness. Nothing is so gentle as real strength. Never lose yourself, Takeshi, and you will never lose those close to you. We may all be separated. Your mother, your sister, and even me from one another. But I have no doubts in my mind that we will find the other again. Never lose hope, son."
Yamamoto smiled. "Yeah, you're right dad."
"Good! Now, you should be off then. You still have plenty to do, and a quest of your own to fulfill. Steel yourself, and hold tightly on to your own blade, and it will guide to you to anyone." His father's last words resonated in his head as Yamamoto left. He walked outside and smiled as he felt his resolve light up within him. It was then he saw Lambo not too far away with I-Pin. He thought he should stop by and say hello, but he then thought about it and decided against it. He was then on his way back.
Lambo was sitting with I-Pin on a bench in front of a fountain. Lambo sat, relaxed and chill with his arms set out on the bench. I-Pin looked somewhat annoyed and embarrassed since this was supposed to be a date, but instead her boyfriend is too lost in his own thoughts.
"Lambo sure does love to keep his girlfriend lost," I-Pin said to Lambo. Lambo snapped out of it and stared at her. He then laughed and tried to play it off.
"Sorry I-Pin, I was just…"
"Thinking about tomorrow?" she asked.
"I was actually thinking about- oh yeah. I was. But, with everyone going to see their families. It got me wondering about my own."
"Your family? I do not think you ever mentioned them to me," I-Pin said, speaking in high curiosity for Lambo."
"I did not really know them," Lambo began. "I was an orphan. I was taken in by the Bovino Famiglia when I was a kid, but other than that. I do not know much about them. The Bovino was my family for that short time period I knew them. I suppose the closest thing I had to a mother was Aunt Ottavio, she was kind to me and took care of me along with the boss of the Bovino."
I-Pin held Lambo's hand. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be. It does not really bother me, but…I would like to know them. Just to know who they were or what they were like," Lambo said, smiling. "All I know is I was left at the orphanage's door, and when the person came to the door. That person said that I was crying like the baby I was, but my parents were too. Both of them were crybabies, and 'supposedly' I was too."
"You were 'supposedly' a crybaby?!"
"No proof such things. I was never a crybaby"
"You still cry-"
Lambo cut her off. "Regardless, I at least know one thing about my family. If they are still around I wonder if they would recognize me. I am a lot older than I was when they left me. It just makes me…kind of mad you know. I cannot remember their faces because I was too young. But…my younger self does…the baby in me. That kid that is always crying knows what they look like…that memory is buried deep down inside but I cannot access it. It's like my brain is being selfish and keeping that memory all for itself." I-Pin stared at Lambo, who said not a word after he revealed all of his thoughts.
I-Pin then looked up to the sky. "I wish I could relate to you better, Lambo. I remember my parents and we write each other all the time. I have not seen them in years, but I know it is for the best. They live all the way back in Hong Kong, and I'm here in Japan. They sent me here so I could live a better life…well as an assassin instead of a ramen girl, hehe." Lambo smiled at this.
"Yeah, assassins aren't really my thing," Lambo jested.
"Says the hitman?" I-Pin said, raising an eyebrow to him with a smile.
"Point made."
I-Pin laughed. "Anyway, my parents always told me since I was little to look up at the sky."
"The sky?" Lambo said, as he looked upward with I-Pin. The sky was filled with a splatter of stars as the sun was going down, letting its light wane so the stars could be seen.
"Yeah, because they wanted me to look for the stars. They said every star out there represents one of us. You, me, my parents, and…even yours. There's a star out there for all of us. Shining and twinkling up there just for us. So whenever I would feel lonely or home sick I would look up at the sky and look for the stars my parents and I pointed out. You see? Right there!" I-Pin pointed up at the sky, but Lambo was not sure which set of stars she meant. There were so many.
"I'm not exactly sure-"
I-Pint hen grabbed Lambo by his collar and pulled him in, kissing him deeply with her eyes closed. Lambo felt himself get lost by her soft lips until she pulled away from him, looking so enlightened by love.
"See them now?" I-Pin teased Lambo who smiled back at her. "We are both stars, Lambo. And of course we still shine, even though we are going through some dark times. We are strangers that der destined to be torn apart, you and I. Once you win, and I know you and the Vongola will, you and I will cease to exist. Our child selves will return and be placed where they belong…but even if our bodies disappear our lights will not. We will continue to shine in the sky, as even when the stars' bodies disappear…you can still see their light."
I-Pin then sat up from the bench and stretched her arms out. "So, are we able to go now? I really feel like some ramen!"
Lambo just laughed and shook his head. He stood up and took I-Pin into his arms and kissed her in front of everyone. There were people that stopped and commented on the situation which embarrassed I-Pin.
"L-Lambo…!" I-Pin exclaimed. "People are watching…"
Lambo smiled. "Well, my lady, do people not always watch the stars?" he said to I-Pin who scowled at him.
"No fair…" she said. Lambo winked at I-Pin and took her by her hand as he walked with her. Lambo would surely keep this thought in his head. He wouldn't even forget this, and he knew that even when he was gone. He would still exist, and so would I-Pin. Because even in the darkness, the stars still shine. And he knew I-Pin was scared, but when she was with him. No fear could claim their hearts…
Earlier, Kyoko and Ryohei sat together at the kitchen table eating sandwiches Kyoko made. Tsuna was left to have some alone time in his room, which gave Kyoko the chance to talk to her brother. They had not sat and talked like this for some time, so it was a good chance. But of course, everyone was off seeing their families, but Ryohei and Kyoko had no idea where theirs were. They both disappeared a long time ago, and they have not seen them ever since. They used to receive money from them, but their addresses were kept hidden unfortunately.
Ryohei was plowing through his food, a sign to Kyoko that he was either really energized or trying to think. She already knew what was on his mind without having to ask. Kyoko and Ryohei did not talk about their parents much as they got older. They just accepted the fact, that they only had each other. But…
"Do you wish to talk, Ryohei?" Kyoko asked. Ryohei stopped his feasting for a moment. He then swallowed a plate full of sandwiches and jugged it all down with water. He then looked left and right oddly before he sighed.
He cleared his throat. "Do you need to uhh…talk Kyoko?"
"Hmm…" Kyoko thought about this for a second. "I am not sure. I do not feel…like I 'need' to talk about it. What is there to be said?"
Ryohei stared at her and nodded. "Well, maybe, we can uhh, talk about us then!"
"Us…?" Kyoko said, confused.
"Yeah, we can talk about how we're going to be when we're parents!" Ryohei said. "For instance, I am going to make sure that my boy plays sports, no matter what!"
Kyoko laughed. "And if it's a girl?"
Ryohei stopped for a second. "Don't you get to choose which one you get?"
Kyoko stared blankly at Ryohei.
"No!" Kyoko half-yelled.
"Isn't there like…an option!?" Ryohei yelled, baffled.
"NO!" Kyoko shouted this time. "Your wife does not have the power to control what child she has. She could have a boy or a girl!"
"Or…both?" he said.
"Yes! Or both! One boy and a girl, or any variation. It is not the parent's choice what they get…the only choice they have is having them. Even if the boy and the girl are years apart…"
"Oh really? Well the parents do at least get the option to make them both play sports right?" Ryohei asked.
"Perhaps," Kyoko said. "Maybe one of them would rather do something more gentle and artistic? Like ballet?"
"Or boxing!?"
"Or drawing, writing, or even cooking!" Kyoko said with glee.
"OR BOXING!?" Ryohei exclaimed. "TO THE EXTREMEEEEEEE!"
Kyoko laughed. "Yes…or boxing. Sometimes it is not up to the parents to decide, but the children. They have to carve out their own destinies…sometimes without their parents telling them what to do…"
"Yeah…" Ryohei began. "Without their parents around they'll grow up tough. They will learn to take care of themselves and each other. One may be a lot smarter than the other, and really should have been the oldest…"
"And perhaps the other will be really strong and takes care of the other. A role model, who will make the other sibling glad to have them…and never regret being related."
Ryohei nodded. "And even if they don't have their parents. They know deep down that their parents…had to love them at one point. Even if they may or may not now…"
"Because family means no gets left behind or forgotten. So even if it's just the two of us…I mean them…" Kyoko said, smiling at their own silliness.
Ryohei smiled back. "They will always be family. And that's all they will ever need. Each other."
They were both silent again until Ryohei simply said, "Good talking to you, sister."
Kyoko nodded with a bright smile. "Same to you, brother!" The two then patted their sandwiches against the other and took a bite of them as they laughed with the other. Both knowing that sometimes family, can be so big, and sometimes very small. But as long as they have each other, then that is all the family they need. Of course, besides the Vongola. The biggest family they ever had…
"Ah, Kyoko?" Ryohei asked her, getting her attention.
"Yeah?" she responded.
"About…Haru." He said. Kyoko's eyes slowly moved to look at Ryohei's. "Are you okay? You and Tsuna have the greatest responsibility of us all. And I know we all have a lot on our plates. But…she was closest to you so…"
Kyoko nodded. "Yeah… I know Ryohei. I do feel bad, no, I feel terrible. I did not even notice how my best friend was being manipulated form the very beginning. Every night…she suffered from dreams. I remember that one day, back when I as training as a maiden with her. She passed out right on the floor as Tsuna told me. She said she was tired from training…but I remember…she was telling me she hadn't slept very well. She was having nightmares. She told me if she didn't sleep in her bed then maybe the nightmares would stop. Of course, I thought she was joking." Kyoko said. "I just wish I had noticed things now. She always managed…to keep smiling even when worst came to worst. I just wish…I could have done more…"
Suddenly, the door opened up and in came Gokudera. Kyoko and Ryohei was silent for a second until they both greeted him warmly. But Gokudera remained silent and only nodded his head as he walked past them.
Kyoko was not surprised by his coldness. He has been lost in thought ever since Haru was taken by the Giobbani. She spoke up to him, "So what did Bianchi-san wanted? Did you see your father…?"
Gokudera stopped and looked back. "Nah, she did. I did not really feel like confronting my father with her. Today just was not a good day for it. Maybe once we rescue Haru and kick the Giobbani's ass. Then I will gladly see him. But…I want Haru to be with me when I do. I rather that Bastard see me in a different light. I want him to see me the way you all see me…when I am with her." Gokudera said, as he raised a thumbs up, turned around, and smiled at him. "So be sure you guys are ready tomorrow!"
Kyoko and Ryohei smiled and nodded. "Right!"
Gokudera accepted their cheer as he went to his room. Once inside his enthusiasm wavered as he fell to his knees. He felt like he lost a part of himself with Haru gone. He looked all around the room as he pressed his back against the door. Everywhere he looked he heard Haru's voice.
"Wake up sleepy head! We got so MANY THINGS TO DO! WATCH OUT, HARU GOKUDERA IS ABOUT TO TAKE ON THE WORLD!"
"W-what? We aren't married!"
"Yet….! We are not married…yet!"
Her voice rang in his ears so clearly, which made his heart throb even more. He felt only rage, and anger towards the Giobbani. "You fuckers…you should not have taken her. They should know better than to piss me off…she was one of the few people in the world who kept me sane. Now that she is gone…all I have this anger inside of me. And the only people I want to take it out on is the Giobbani. I'm going to blow them all the way to Hell. You never…mess with my family." Gokudera slammed the ground as he looked up. "I will get you back, Haru…!"
"Hayato…." Haru mouthed as she fell in and out of consciousness. She was locked away in a jail cell with her back against the wall. It was dark, so dark that she could not even see what was directly in front of her. She could only see the darkness surrounding something white like a tail. As she strained her eyes she saw it was actually long white hair. "C-Celina? Is that…you?"
There was no response as the whiteness of hair moved from side to side.
Haru tried to speak but felt it was very hard to do so. "What…where am I? What is going on?" Haru felt like she was taken on a roller coaster one too many times. She may have been drugged to keep her weak. Still, there was no sound that came back to her.
"Celina…I know that is you…please…help me. You don't…have to do this!" Haru tried to yell, but her throat felt tired and heavy.
Once again there was no response until she heard Celina say, "Stop talking. It's annoying." Her eyes then shot open, both of them as white as the moon itself.
"C-Celina!" Haru said.
"Shut up!" Celina yelled. "Do you not understand your predicament? You are our prisoner. And soon…you will be used for final action. Not too long now until the break of dawn, and then we wage war against the Vongola. With you and I as the key chess pieces."
"Chess…pieces?"
"Indeed. In this battle of the Vongola and Giobbani you and I are the central pieces that both sides are fighting for. Desparaze needs both of us for his plans, while Tsunayoshi wants us back for the sake of friendship and family. Which consequently stops Desparaze's plans," Celina said.
"I…don't understand…why does he need me?" Haru asked.
"Because…Haru Miura. You can blame your mother for that, it would seem she gave you a gift. A gift in which she bestowed to you a great tolerance to a certain something. Also being a maiden is key to the plan as well."
"Wait…my mother…and being a maiden…I don't…"
Celina laughed. "Ah, dear me! I have said too much. I will be going now. If I was you I would try to rest, you have a long day ahead of you." Celina moved away from Haru, the whiteness of her hair moving away from her as Haru called out to her. She moved away within the darkness, only the light of her hair and eyes shined within it. Celina has walked away from everything, only to sink in the darkness. Haru tried to call out from within, but she was too weak…and faded away to sleep…
"Hayato…Tsuna…Kyoko…Kyoya…Ryohei…Lambo…Chrome…Mukuro…Reborn…everyone…come…quick…" Haru said before she passed out. The last thing that could be ehard within was the wicked laughter of Desparaze.
"THE GAME BEGINS NOW!"
NEXT CHAPTER: Declaration of War! Vongola vs Giobbani!
OH MY GOSH NOODLES! –spazzes out of control- I finally wrote another chapter. I had to admit I lost some motivation to continue, but I kept pushing myself and pushing myself until this chapter was made. I was shocked by how it turned out. I feel there is a lot one can take from this chapter, I thought I would get in one last meaningful one before we get to the BUTT KICKING ACTION! Are you ready noodle? It's. About. To Go. Down!
*Plays This Is War by 30 Seconds To Mars*
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