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"Tsu-kun?"
"Yes, Obaachan?"
"Promise me something."
"Yeah?"
"Accept everything, and everyone, and always smile. You can't forget, for your dear Obaachan, OK?"
"Tsu-kun won't forget! Tsu-kun promises!"
...
The beeping of the tune turned stretched, as the nurse gently moved Tsuna over to close the clouded eyes...
Seven-year-old Tsuna smiled innocently at the elementary school, parents and elder siblings blushing lightly at the small, innocent-looking boy.
“Hello! Tsu-kun's Sawada Tsunayoshi! It's nice to meet you!” he smiles, giving a light laugh at the end.
The other students cast it aside as sheer naïvety, as Nana smiles at the group…
“He must be an angel!”
“What else would glow like that!?”
“Shh! He's here!”
Heads turned as the small child entered, spiky hair glowing softly in the sunlight.
Tsuna smiled, waving, before looking up at Nana, who gently pet his head, signalling his freedom…
Takeshi's bottom lip wobbled as he stared at the grazed, bleeding patch on his knee.
“Here!”
Little hands produced a plaster, balls from various sports on the blue plastic, a wipe in the other hand.
Takeshi sniffs, as Tsuna carefully cleans the wound, before applying the plaster.
“Tsu-kun's always falling over, so Mama taught Tsu-kun how to clean and cover the wound!” Tsuna smiled, before spying how close to tears Takeshi was. “Eto, it's alright to cry! When it hurts, it hurts! When you're sad, you're sad, so crying’s fine!” Tsuna blushed lightly, “Th-that is, if you want to…”
“But crying's for girls?” Takeshi forlornly stated, Tsuna shaking his head.
“Bottling things up is bad, it just breaks you more.” Tsuna stated, “Mama and Grandma taught me so!"
Takeshi gives up, fragile arms pulling him close, the feeling of a new type of home budding inside Takeshi's heart...
Hibari hated crowds.
So he took the easiest action against the Herbivores:
He bit them to death.
One day, he hears elder herbivores yelling as there is the sound of crying.
Delusional Herbivores.
Hibari is there in three silent strides, tonfas raised.
The Delusional Herbivores began crying out in both fear and anger, Hibari glancing at the weaker herbivore out of simple curiosity.
Innocence-filled, teary, chocolate eyes looked back with childish wonder, reminding Kyoya of a baby animal...
The Skylark's killing intent spiked.
"For harming the Baby Animal, I'll bite you all to death!"...
Innocent eyes squeezed shut as a harsh wind blew acros the playground, before a small scream exited small lips.
"Kyoka!"
Kyoko's wail had children looking up as the small, cloth doll was shoved into a tree, the dress not flying through it as the skirt and hair caught on fine branches.
Small children ran over, as Hana and Haru tried comforting the weeping Kyoko.
"What do we do?!"
"How do we get it down?"
No one noticed the small brunet climbing up the wall to the tree, a pink piece of cloth tied like a sling around his neck, as Ryohei was fetched, before a cry rang out.
"Tsuna!"
Tsuna reached up from a lower branch, gently pulling the branches from the doll, allowing it to fall into his arms.
"Haha! W-wah!"
Tsuna fell....
Into a pair of strong arms.
"Are you extremely alright!?"
Brown eyes peeked open, before widening at the sight of the elder boy, jaw dropping.
"Tsu-kun!"
Takeshi bundled Tsuna into a hug, shaking him from his surprise.
"Ara! Kyoko-chan!" Tsuna looked over as Kyoko whimpered, looking up, before looking surprised. "Here!"
The doll as handed over, before the piece of cloth was tied between the doll and Kyoko's wrist by small, nimble hands.
"So they don't get taken away again!" Tsuna smiled.
"Thank you! Mama made Kyoka-chan for me!" Kyoko smiled, Ryohei grinning...