Summary: Unexpected was an understatement. Tsuna's plans for his life hadn't included a strange baby, getting shot or ending up in boxers. Loudly asking Kyoko-chan on a date was totally off the agenda and so was promptly fainting afterwards.
Each time Tsuna uses his dying will flames, he passes out and sees a horrific future...one where his family and friends are dead, he’s cursed to wear an orange pacifier, and he finds a tall, dark, zombie man with curly sideburns who’s wrapped in a dark cloak, bandages and piercing chains.
Author's note: Names of a Japanese origin will be presented (Surname, Personal name). Otherwise, they will be normally written (Personal name, Surname).
Target 001
Sawada Tsunayoshi was not an ambitious individual. He had not created an outline of his future life. He had no plans to achieve anything other than survive school at the moment. Tsunayoshi was a no-good loser and everyone knew it. He knew it. His Kaa-chan, Nana, knew it. His entire school and community knew it. Despite his uselessness, Tsuna like to have some kind semblance of a routine in his life. Wake up. Go to school. Fail classes. Fail sports. Get picked on. Stay after everyone else left to clean. Play games. Avoid homework. Sleep. Or something similar. His life was relatively simple. Curve balls were not welcome. His life did not need a-
"HOME TUTOR!?"
"Hai!" Nana affirmed, showing the young teen the unfolded piece of paper. "There was an interesting flyer in the mailbox." She turned it around and read it out loud. "I will raise your kid to be the new leader of the next generation. Grade and subject doesn't matter. Reborn." She beamed. "Isn't it great? I've never seen a promotion like this before."
He got up off of the floor of his room where he'd been laying and reading comics and stood up, facing her in disbelief. "It smells like a scam!" Tsuna shrieked. Who sends out shady stuff like that anyway? Schools like that don't just send out tutors to anyone, especially loser people like him. Tsuna inwardly grumbled. Now Kaa-chan would spend the rest of the week pestering Tsuna about the delusional so-called home tutor. Stupid scam flyer. How'd they get Tsuna's information anyway? He couldn't recall sending any letters or reports to anyone and there'd been no exams for something like this at school lately.
"It's probably a tutor from a professional business school for young men," his mother continued, lost in her own thoughts now. "I've wanted a teacher like this for you."
"Don't create your own image of him!" he huffed, turning away before facing towards her again with insistence. "I refuse to have a tutor, okay! I'm not good at anything I do anyway!"
"Ciaossu."
Tsuna and Nana simultaneously glanced down, where the small voice had come from. Among the mess of CD cases, candy wrappers and gaming accessories, there was a baby standing in the middle of his bedroom. He was small, adorned in an all black suit and black boots, wearing a black fedora with a thick orange stripe running across the sides of the cone. The infant had black spiky hair and curly sideburns and wore a sun yellow pacifier around his neck. And was that a chameleon on the brim of the hat? The baby carried a brief case with him and he looked foreign.
Ano...
"I arrived three hours early but as a service, I'll evaluate you now," the baby announced. Tsuna blinked in confusion. What was this kid talking about? And the way he spoke didn't sound like a normal baby.
Nana put her hands on her knees to get a better look at their sudden guest. "Hey, whose kid are you?" she inquired softly.
The kid looked at her with bright eyes and a small smile, giving her his full attention. "Hm? I'm Reborn, the home tutor." Talk about coincidental timing.
Tsuna choked back his laughter and Nana smiled in amusement.
"I was wondering what kind of person created that crappy flyer," Tsuna lightly mocked. "It's this baby!?"
The baby glanced at him. "So you're Tsuna."
Tsuna's laughter was no longer contained. "I'm sorry but there's nothing I can learn from you!"
A boulder seemed to knock into Tsuna's stomach. The baby's foot?! Caught off guard and completely winded from the sheer force of the blow, Tsuna gasped. His legs no longer supported his body and he tumbled to the floor. The next thing he knew, Tsuna's arm was being pinned behind his now arched back. Just who was this baby? Kaa-chan looked at the visitor in surprise.
"Let's get started. This is Tsuna's room, right?" Reborn prompted. Nana nodded, getting over her shock rather quickly. "Very good. I am going to evaluate my new student and get acquainted with him."
Nana hummed in delight, happy that her son was receiving much needed help now and left the boys on their own in the room.
As soon as Nana left, the baby let go of Tsuna and let an unforgiving gravity pull him back down to the ground. Tsuna's head smashed into the floor, granting him starred vision. "I-iteee," he moaned. He pushed himself off the floor and knelt down shaking the dizziness away. "What was that?" This kid didn't have normal strength but he was still a kid. Was Tsuna that weak? That it only took a baby to defeat him? The thought was kind of depressing. Tsuna blinked and then looked up in irritation, ready to confront the little devil.
Zzzzz.
No way. The baby was asleep already?! Was that even possible? The boy's irritation grew. "Hey, wake up!" Tsuna snapped, shaking the small figure awake. "I won't forgive you just because you're a baby!" A small hand shot out and grabbed Tsuna's tie. Huh? Suddenly, it was whipped around and tightly yanked at his neck. Tsuna flew backwards into the ground again. As he sat up, the world was spinning and a dull ache coursing through his body. What is this kid?!
"I have no openings," the baby stated while Tsuna regained his bearings. "My true line of work is assassination." The baby snapped open the brief case and in a few seconds assembled a gun. Reborn smirked at Tsuna. "My real job is to make you a mafia boss." Assassination? Tsuna's head was still reeling. And Tsuna was a maf- Hiiieee?
"Wha...?! A MAFIA BOSS?" Tsuna cried.
Surreal needed a new definition.
"I was assigned by a certain man to train you to become an astounding mafia boss," the baby explained, unaffected by Tsuna's blatant freak out. "The method by which your training will occur is left up to me." Was this baby's head okay?
"Hey just a minute!" Tsuna blurted. "How old are you supposed to be anyway?"
"Right now, I am perceived to be five years of age."
Tsuna frowned. "You look like you're two."
Click. Reborn aimed the gun at Tsuna's head. "Should I shoot you once?"
"Wha- HEY! Is that thing real?!"
"Very," confirmed Reborn. Tsuna kind of doubted that.
"Yeah well, I don't get any of this mafia story you're talking about. Just who's idea was it to send you over here and say all of these things?" Perhaps someone had paid this kid to do all of this as a joke. Some people had a very twisted sense of humor.
"You are heir to the Vongola famiglia, the largest family organization in Italy." Out of nowhere, Reborn produced a piece of paper that showed some sort of family lineage. The gun-wielding kid pointed to a name towards the top. Tsuna couldn't read it, it wasn't in kanji. "This is Giotto, Vongola Primo, the founder of Vongola. Only his descendants are valid candidates to take over as head of the famiglia." Reborn moved his finger towards the bottom of the page where Tsuna's own name stood out to him. "You are the great-great-great-grandson of Vongola Primo, making you eligible to become the next Vongola boss. The other three candidates died, leaving you as the final candidate."
"But I don't want to be a mafia boss," Tsuna protested.
Reborn ignored him. "With my customized training program, even a no-good student like you will become a boss with the potential to lead the Vongola to greatness. Your training begins-"
~Grumble~
Reborn's stomach interrupted his speech.
"-at another time. Later!" With that, Reborn spun around and marched out of Tsuna's room, closing the door behind him.
Tsuna collapsed backwards, aghast with the sudden information thrown at him. Just what in the world?
Decimo...a single voice whispered in his head. It spoke to him as if it were one of his own conjured thoughts, without any male or female identity. Deh...chi...moh...Decimo ka?
And then, without warning, as if someone had decided to grind his head between two rocks, pain and pressure wrung through every nerve in his brain and poured through each vessel of his bloodstream. His room twisted and warped. Blinding light filled his vision and a sensation of burning heat pressed against his chest. Tsuna felt as if an electric shot of a million volts had were zapping through him. He opened his mouth to cry out but his voice jammed in his throat and his airways clogged. The blinding light faded to a void of black. Empty, energy sucking darkness.
The pain and pressure were suddenly absent. The voices in his head vanished with a faint echo. His vision cleared and the world had righted itself. Tsuna's hands were clenching knotted sections of his naturally gravity defying hair and he was lying on the ground, breathing heavily. There was something digging into shoulder blade. Probably his gaming controller, left on the floor, and he took no notice of it. He laid there, wondering what had just happened. He didn't know what to make of any of that, of what to think or do next. The remaining fogged darkness in his mind dispersed and he closed his eyes as his next thoughts crept into his head of their own volition.
I was assigned by a certain man ('Nono' something extra supplied) to train you to become an astounding mafia boss...
Reborn's earlier explanation echoed in Tsuna's mind and oddly, it felt like Tsuna had heard it before. To say Sawada Tsunayoshi was beginning to panic was putting it lightly. In less than an hour, his day had turned completely weird and he never wanted to experience that kind of pain again. He continued to lay on the ground, not knowing for how long, breathing in and out, in and out. Doing any homework now was out of the question. He didn't even feel up to playing some games or listening to music.
Tsuna decided he needed some air.
He pushed himself up with relative ease and left his room.
He headed down the stairs to go outside and clear his head from this entire...day. "Kaa-chan, I'm headed out," he called.
"Tsuna, what about dinner?" Nana offered.
"I don't want it," said Tsuna. "I'm going to eat out so can I have some money?" He reached the bottom of the stairs. "And about that tutor..." he looked at the kitchen and stopped. Eh?
Reborn was sitting at the table, enjoying a meal prepared by Nana. His mother smiled cheerfully. "Reborn-kun's contract states that he'll be living here until your grades go up."
HIIIIEEEE?!
"Eh, why are you following me? Don't you have to go to grade school?"
Tsuna was walking down the street, hands in pockets and feeling put out that this so called home tutor was trailing after him.
"Assassins don't go to grade school," Reborn stated simply as if it were common logic.
"Tch, quit the assassin act already," Tsuna grumbled. An unbidden image of Reborn in a costume disguise that nobody else could see through flashed in his mind. Reborn, in black graduate robes, solving a seemingly impossible math problem. Tsuna paused and blinked. A quiet voice, similar to Reborn's, echoed in his mind, introducing himself as Riboyama-sensei. Tsuna glanced down at Reborn with an odd look. Had he met this kid before?
"Tsuna?" Reborn inquired, noticing the odd look. Tsuna opened his mouth to say something but a figure with short golden brown hair caught his eye. His brain ceased all logical thought. Immediately, he dashed off behind a nearby corner, in terror. Reborn gave him a questioning look and turned to see what had scared his newly appointed student off. To Tsuna's chagrin, he made no effort to hide. A young girl, Tsuna's age approached him. The girl, Sasagawa Kyoko, noticed the infant and crouched down to address with the adorable figure.
"Ciaossu," Reborn greeted.
"Kawai! How cute," gushed Kyoko. Tsuna's mouth dropped open with a silent gasp of disbelief as the two began interacting. "Why are you wearing a suit?" she asked.
"Because I'm in the mafia."
Tsuna sweat dropped for the both of them. Seriously? Reborn decided to say that? A haze of new thoughts suddenly entered his brain.
"Cause I'm a hitman."
"Hey, Reborn! Don't say such things in the middle of the day!" he protested. SLAP! A girl from another school...Haru...pain...confusion...annoyance...
"What are you teaching him!? An assassination technique!? Babies are angels with pure white hearts!"
Anger...fear...misunderstanding...more pain...
Tsuna shook the scene away. Was that a...memory? It certainly felt like it, like a deja vu again but he couldn't recall anyone he knew named...Haru?
Miura Haru. He didn't know how he knew that, but he did.
"Waaah," Kyoko-chan exclaimed. "How cool!"
Tsuna felt his heart drop. Wha-! He couldn't tell whether her response had been playing along with the joke or she actually believed him. Either way thought, the popular Sasagawa Kyoko already liked the little brat.
Kyoko gave Reborn a beaming smile and stood up, heading off. "Well good luck," she said with a small wave. "Bye bye."
"Ciao ciao." Reborn responded.
When Tsuna had decided he needed some air earlier, this was definitely not what he'd been planning. The self-proclaimed hitman turned to him with a glint of something (bad, bad, run away! his thoughts supplied) in his eyes. Reborn smirked.
"You have a crush on that girl, don't you Tsuna?"
"That's not any of your business!" Tsuna denied. Just how did the kid know how he felt towards Kyoko?
"I've mastered the art of mind reading," supplied Reborn.
Wait, what?! He hadn't said that out loud. Tsuna was feeling an edge of frustration seep into his mood. "That's enough, alright? Just leave me alone," he yelled.
"No."
PAIN! His body was forced to be spun around. His arm was twisted and wrenched back behind him. Unwelcome tears filled the corners of his eyes. "I-ta ta ta-ah-ow-ow OW! I give! I give!" he shrieked. His arm was immediately let go and Tsuna stepped away from the satanic hitman in apprehension, rubbing his now sore shoulder and arm. The guy was definitely not a normal baby.
"Have you confessed your feelings to the girl yet?" the hitman prompted not so innocently.
"No, of course not!" Tsuna admitted.
"Why not?"
Tsuna didn't want to go into a whole explanation for the kid but he relented. "Kyoko-chan is our school's idol. A loser like me isn't even her league. Telling her how I feel would be useless."
The home tutor cocked his head to the left. "That kind of thinking is so pathetic it's fantastic. You really are a Dame-Tsuna."
"Hey," Aside from the insult, "how do you know that nickname?"
"Gathering information is a basic skill. Now go confess your feelings to her."
Tsuna frowned. Didn't this baby get it? "No way, that's too scary and she'd never say yes."
Reborn tilted the brim of his fedora down. "Then it looks like it's finally time," he said cryptically.
"Huh?" Time? Time for what?"
Suddenly, the point of a real looking gun was pointed at his face. Click. Tsuna's mind wiped blank and overwhelming feelings of trepidation, terror and excitement settled in his chest.
Come die in an instant. A well known infant with a sadistic sense of humor.
Come die in an instant. An unfamiliar man in a suit and fedora with a strangely recognizable aura.
Come die in an instant. Reborn. Vongola. Flames. Dying will. His dying will. Death. His death. The future...? Reborn!
"Die." Reborn chirped.
Dread. "Huh!?" To be fair, that was the only comprehensible response Tsuna could choke out at that moment.
"H-hey, that's a toy, r-right?" You know it's not, it whispered.
"Come die in an instant."
Tsuna stumbled back. "Hey..." he mumbled. "W-what are you doing?"
Reborn hesitated only for less than a moment. Something had just happened, he thought, with Tsuna. He pushed the inhibition away. "You'll find out when you die," he said. And pulled the trigger.
The bullet plunged deep into the fore of Tsuna's skull. A light blood splatter flew from the wound while the young teen's eyes widened and he fell, fell, (falling, flying) back, to the ground.
I'm...I'm going to die...I'm parting with the world...
Dead. He's dead. A coffin. The sniper. Blood. Iron. Screaming. Sad. Why were they sad? Death. There was death. Dying. He was dying! Juudaime! No, Boss! TSUNAAA!
His friends. His family. No, he hadn't told them...hadn't told them how-how much he'd miss them...how proud he was of all they had accomplished...that he loved them...that he wanted to protect them...protect them...because he...he needed to do something. He was dying. He should have...should've told them how much they mean to him...with a dying will.
His body ungracefully landed with a soft thud and the world faded to black.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 25/35
Fandom: Katekyou Hitman Reborn!
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Arcobaleno & Sawada Tsunayoshi, Minor or Background Relationship(s)
Characters: Sawada Tsunayoshi, Sawada Nana, Reborn, Kurokawa Hana, Sasagawa Kyouko, Verde (Reborn), Yamamoto Takeshi, Fon (Reborn), I-Pin (Reborn), Mammon | Viper, Colonnello (Reborn), Skull (Reborn), Lal Mirch, Lambo Bovino, Sawada Iemitsu, Fuuta de la Stella, Gokudera Hayato
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Arcobaleno Sawada Tsunayoshi, Tsuna is kind of a BAMF, but he doesn’t know it, No Romance, most of those characters don’t matter, They just kind of float in the background
Summary:
Soulmate!AU
Everyone in the world is born colorblind, destined to only see color once they’ve met the eyes of their soulmate. Tsuna meets his soulmates one by one, and gains the ability to see a new color with each first meeting.
Always a fun reread. This is what made me love Sky Arcobaleno!Tsuna in the first place, I’m sure.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 12/12
Fandom: Katekyou Hitman Reborn!
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Sawada Tsunayoshi, Arcobaleno (Reborn), Daemon Spade, Romeo (Reborn), Byakuran (Reborn)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Time Skips, Do-Over, Dimension Travel, Family
Summary:
Not all of Byakuran’s powers were sealed, and not every guardian always saves his boss. Tsuna is given a second chance, with different circumstances, of course, and gains more than just two new friends.
Shivani’s writing style is somewhat brutal. It gives their words hard flavoring that compliments their more… violence edged fics. And that kind of direct writing can be refreshing. Here Tsuna is the Sky Arcobaleno, but probably not in the way you’d expect.
