WOw this chapter took me so long to finish o_o I thought I would have more time in the summer, but I found myself cramming for summer school and exams instead ._.! Sorry for the super super late update!

Also... OMG u guys seriously make me so happy 33! THanks for all the awesome reviews! Keke I wanna say more but Imma save it till the end XD! Anywayss on to the story!

The stench of blood and sweat filled the spacious-white room.

He looked up and saw his uniform in the corner, as if he had thrown it haphazardly across the floor.

He looked down and saw his hands, dirtied with blood stains.

With his violet eyes, he gazed at the figure in front of him, lying on the floor like a crippled angel…

"Tsunayoshi…" Byakuran whispered, as he gently caressed the soft, silky hair. Under the faint moonlight that shone through the window, Tsunayoshi looked like a holy martyr, sleeping peacefully on a bed of crimson rose.

He knew he had lost control of himself. He had allowed his anger and jealousy to take over his actions. Leaning down, Byakuran kissed the single tear drop that was caught on the Vongola's eyelashes, and he whispered, "Sorry.. I didn't mean to hurt you.." He stood up and grabbed his uniform, and gently covered Tsunayoshi with it.

As he began to walk up the stairs, his eyes narrowed with a deathly glint. In his mind he knew exactly who was to blame for this whole mess. It was time to take action; the sooner he could get rid of the rest of the Vongola Guardians and anyone related to Tsunayoshi, the better it'll be….

Sitting at his desk, Byakuran turned on the speaker and spoke, "To Captains of the Millefiore, a meeting is to be held in 10 minutes, please be prepared to attend" Though his voice was cheerful and care-free, it was exaggerated enough for the Millefiore to know that Byakuran was simply not in a good mood right now.

What is this pain..? The moment when Tsuna was conscious, he felt cold, hurt, and broken like a ragged doll. Waves of excruciating pain coursed through him… The silence was unbearable and the dense smell of blood and sweat nauseated him even more. He didn't dare move when he realized that a small flinch of his body would cause great pain to his lower back.

How long will I have to stay here?

How much more will I have to suffer?

Without opening his eyes, his mind wandered back into the darkness as he slipped back into his sleep.

It was pouring rain outside the Vongola's secret Airport, and Mukuro stood unmoving, his intense gaze directed at the Vongola boss, who was holding a black umbrella above them.

"Neh Mukuro… If you stand here any longer, you'll miss the flight." Tsuna smiled, showing no sign of discomfort at their close proximity.

The mist guardian remained silent as he snaked one arm around Tsuna's waist and pulled him closer. They both stared at each other.

"Ku fufu…You're so sly." Mukuro murmured bitterly.

"And why would you say that?" Tsuna looked away and stared at the raindrops that were gliding down the umbrella.

"You knew that I would stop you from going to the Millefiore, so you decided to send me to Europe so I wouldn't hinder you. Isn't that right?"

"Mukuro…" Tsuna shook his head. "you really should get going."

"No." Mukuro turned Tsuna around so he was facing him. With his hands on the brunette's shoulder, he said. "I'm not going unless you promise me that you will not go anywhere near the Millefiore."

"Mukuro this isn't like you-"

"Promise me."

"…" Silence enveloped the two. After what seemed like eternity, Tsuna finally whispered. " I can' promise you that…"

"Why not?" Mukuro raised his voice slightly, demanding for an answer.

"I have to settle things with the Millefiore…" His eyes were sorrowful. "I can't just leave things like that." He rested his forehead against Mukuro's chest. "Please understand me.."

Mukuro caressed the long silky strands of hair with his hands. "Kufufu… you would really do anything for Reborn." His voice was laced with bitterness. He felt the brunette trembled at the name of his beloved and recently deceased teacher. The illusionist felt the slight pang of jealousy. If he was the one who had died, would Tsunayoshi also mourn and cry day and night like how he had done after Reborn's death?

"Mukuro… though I can't promise you that I won't go to the Millefiore, I can promise you something else."

"…"

"I promise that I 'll always be with you. So please trust in me…" Tsuna promised, his eyes pleading for him to believe in his words..

"So if I come back from my mission, you'll still be here for me to report to?"

There was a pause, before he spoke. "… Yes." Tsuna smiled sadly. "Mukuro, it's time for you to go…"

It was then Mukuro knew it. He knew it all along. No one could deceive him, especially Tsunayoshi. He knew that the hesitations in Tsuna's speech were not his imagination; he knew that the smile plastered on Tsuna's face was forced, and he knew… yet he pretended not to. He pretended that everything would be fine… Pretending always hurts less…

"Muku-" He decided to shut Tsuna up with his lips. He didn't want to hear anymore. He didn't care about the freakin airplane that was waiting for him. He didn't care if people saw them since the rain was heavy and it was getting dark. All he cared was the fact that he felt like he might lose Tsunayoshi if he let go of him right now.

As his lips continued possessively, he realized that Tsuna wasn't resisting, and it frustrated him. He held the back of Tsuna's head and deepened the kiss, not giving him the chance to take a breath.

"Ngh…" Tsuna gasped for air, but still he did nothing to stop Mukuro.

The mist guardians hated this… he hated how Tsuna was just letting him do whatever he wanted. This wasn't like the Vongola. This wasn't like him! The more he kissed, the more his heart seemed to ache.

He knew, yet he pretended not to.

Suddenly, a strong hand was on his shoulder and he was forcefully jerked out from under the umbrella, away from Tsuna's warmth, and into the unsympathetic rain.

"Mukuro Rokudo, You're late for your flight."

Mukuro turned around and saw Hibari Kyoya, standing there completely drenched in the rain. He wondered how much the prefect had witnessed or heard.

"Hibari I thought I told you to stay in the headquarter." Tsuna said quietly.

The cloud guardian ignored him and said to Mukuro, "You should hurry."

"Kufufu… You're right.." The illusionist simulated a smirk, "I guess I'll be going then…" He could feel the coldness dripping from his midnight-blue hair and seeping through his suit.

"Wait.." Tsuna gently tugged at Mukuro's sleeve, "Do you need an umbrella? It's raining pretty hard.""

Mukuro stared into the large caramel eyes, before replying, "It's fine"

"Then be careful not to catch a cold during your mission!"

"Oya I know." They always had this kind of conversation before a mission. However…it felt different this time.

"Then Good-bye, Mukuro." Tsuna smiled sadly.

Please don't say that…

"Good- bye Tsunayoshi." He gave one last look at Tsunayoshi, at everything that he loved about him. His silky chestnut-brown hair, those large caramel eyes, that pale, soft skin, his fragile-looking body, and everything and anything of him. Then he turned around and followed Hibari.

Please don't say anything else…

However as he walked along with the cloud guardian, even with the continuous sound of the drizzling rain, he could still hear the barely inaudible murmur that had escaped from Tsuna's parted lips.

"I'm sorry."

Those inevitable words seemed to echo in his mind and acted like daggers within him. Yet he pretended that he didn't hear it. He pretended that his heart wasn't throbbing. He pretended that it was only rain that was dripping down his face. He pretended that this wasn't the last time he'll ever see Tsunayoshi.

He was a man of deception, so he might as well deceive himself.

"We're here." Hibari said nonchalantly, successfully breaking Mukuro's chain of thought. They were in front of the airport now.

"Kufufu.. you came all the way here just to escort me to the airport? You must have other intentions." Mukuro's mismatched eyes stared at the ex-prefect's.

Hibari's eyes narrowed. "Let me tell you this. I won't let Tsunayoshi go to the Millefiore, even if I must apply force.

"Then I better see him safe and sound when I come back."

The two nodded, and they both parted off to their own way. Even as Mukuro walked into the airport soaking wet, he still didn't bother to dry himself, instead, he allowed the rain to drip down from his hair and down his face.

And he wondered why the rain tasted salty…

Mukuro jolted awake with his heart pounding. Kufufu… a dream of my memory…. He laughed bitterly as he stared at the clock. It was 4 a.m. He swiftly got off the couch that he had fell asleep on and dressed himself and made his way out into the hallway, where he met another guardian, who had just walked out of his room.

"Oya… good morning." He greeted.

"You're going right now?" The cloud guardian questioned when he spotted the trident in the illusionist's hand.

"Ku fufu… of course, I can't waste anymore time idling here."

"Hmph…. Don't screw up, or I'll bite you to death."

"You too…" He hesitated before continuing, "By the way… I remembered that before, at the airport, you said you would keep Tsunayoshi away from the Millefiore, I wondered whatever happened to that?"

Hibari paused, before he answered, "I was too careless."

Seeing that the ex-prefect wasn't going to say anything else, Mukuro just turned and left. "I'll see you later…"

When the mist guardian was out of his sight, Hibari called out. "Kusakabe."

The said man scurried out from the darkness and bowed. "I want you to wake all the guardians up and gather them in the meeting room." Seeing no movement, he added, "Immediately."

"Yes!" Kusakabe answered and hurried down the corridor and began knocking on every single guardian's door while yelling into the intercom. "Emergency meeting! Emergency meeting!"

One by one, doors opened and the guardians began to walk out, most of them still yawning and complaining.

"What the hell… it's four in the morning." Gokudera swore under his breath.

"Maa maa… just bear with it, since it's about Tsuna" Yamamoto murmured, and the storm guardian stopped grumbling.

"Ah.. morning meeting to the extreme-." Ryohei said weakly with barely any energy. Lambo nodded and followed them, trying walk steadily.

As the guardians seated themselves around the long table in the meeting room, they naturally turned to look at the end on the table, the Vongola's seat, only to remember that it wouldn't be occupied. The atmosphere became immensely tense.

"Where the hell is that mist bastard?" Gokudera growled as he stared at the only other empty seat.

"He left to do something." Hibari said calmly as he came into the room.

Gokudera fumed "That fucking lazy bastard… Why does he always ditch the important events.."

Hibari ignored the comment. He was the last to sit down, so all the guardians' eyes were on him, waiting for him to say the reason for this emergency meeting, but instead, Hibari announced nonchalantly, "We're going to invade the Millefiore. If Tsunayoshi is somehow alive, we'll take him back. If we find his corpse, we'll retrieve it and put it back to where it belonged to." The other guardians simultaneously flinched at the word 'corpse'.

"When will we invade?" Lambo asked.

"Today."

"What the!" Ryohei exclaimed, "Isn't that too sudden? Plus, without a decent plan we'll be overpowered by the Millefiore... again.."

Yamamoto agreed. "Ryohei has a point there, without a boss right now it's hard to conduct a successful invasion."

"I notified the Varia already. They are invading with us."

"Eh? The Varia agreed? Those fucking arrogant people agreed to help?" Gokudera was shocked. Actually he was more shocked that Hibari actually asked someone for help. Suddenly he felt ashamed of himself. While he was still mourning over Tenth's death, Hibari was actually doing something reasonable for the sake of the Tenth, and not being all ill-tempered and useless.

"If the Varia is willing to help us, I guess an invasion might be possible." Yamamoto nodded.

Gokudera growled. "Ya I can't wait to blast that Smiley-bastard into a bloody pulp."

"Revenge to the EXTREMEEE" Ryohei shouted loudly, while Lambo just smiled timidly, happy that everyone's energy and determination came back.

"You know it would be great if Tsuna is alive…"

"Let's not keep our hopes that high to avoid disappointment later on."

"Ya… no matter what, we'll at least bring the fucking Millefiore down to avenge for Tenth." The guardians all nodded in agreement."

Inside the Varia Castle, Xanxus sat at his throne with all of his guardians standing awkwardly in front of him. The room was a mess, because Xanxus had previously thrown a tantrum upon hearing that the Millefiore had broken into the Vongola's coffin. Broken shattered vase and glass decorated the floor, and drips of blood dotted the magenta carpet.

"That idiotic bastard.. dying like a pig just few weeks ago, and now his fucking guardians claimed that he might be fucking alive." He clenched his fist in anger.

"Nehh boss calm down…" Bel tried to say it in a soothing voice. "You know, you don't have to invade the Millefiore if you don't want to-"

"Shut the fuck up"

"Alright alright…" Bel sighed as he flung a dagger at Fran out of boredom.

Fran nonchalantly pulled the dagger from his back and dropped it onto the floor. "Neh… Even though I've only seen the Vongola once, I think he's a really nice guy." Then he continued in a whisper, "No wonder Xanxus-sama would favour him."

Suddenly a cup was flung in Fran's direction, but he calmly took a sidestep and dodged it. "I do not favour that fucking bastard!" The boss seethed in anger.

"So fucking stubborn…" Squalo murmured with annoyance. "So are we supposed to just wait here for the Vongola's signal?"

"Fuck ya." The Varia boss answered without hesitation as he leaned back into his throne and stared out of his wide panelled windows.

"Neh.. The moon sure is bright today." Fran commented matter-of-factly.

"Hmph, It's too fucking bright." Never the less, Xanxus' gaze never left the midnight sky. You better fuckin be alive… Tsunayoshi.

Glo Xinia, the 8th Captain of the Millefiore, strode down the white corridor with his head held high. Upon hearing the announcement of the upcoming meeting, he had quickly fixed his appearance before making his way to the meeting room. Making a good impression to the boss was very important, especially for a prideful person like him.

As he was about to turn left to another endless hallway, he saw Leonardo Lippi walking towards him.

"Glo Xinia-san!" Leonardo smiled and bowed politely. "Byakuran-sama asked me to tell you to pick up a report from his office."

Glo Xinia's eyes twitch a few times. "Why did he specifically ask me? Isn't that your job?"

Leonardo shook his head, "Byakuran-sama told me that the report was for you to see only, even I am not allowed to read it."

Pride suddenly surged up within him as Glo Xinia considered Leonardo's words. A report… only for me? Perhaps Byakuran feels that I was loyal enough and would give me top secret information and a mission. He smiled proudly at being acknowledged for his loyalty. "Wait but I can't be late for the meeting!"

"Don't worry about it, Byakuran said it's fine if you are late since getting the report is your first priority."

Glo Xinia nodded. "Then please report to Byakuran-sama that I will get it as soon as I can." He turned and walked towards the other hallway which Byakuran's office was located.

He quickened his pace when the door to the office was in his sight. However as he stopped infront of the door, he was faced with a problem… How the hell was he suppose to go in when the door was locked? Usually Byakuran would be inside his office, and with a push of a button on his desk, the door would unlock. That Leonardo Lippi must've forgotten to give him a key or something… His eyes twitched with annoyance as he held the knob of the door.

"If only you stupid stupid thing would ope-" With a turn of his hand, the door unexpectedly clicked and opened, leaving Glo Xinia quite surprised. It was probably unlocked since Byakuran-sama knew that I was coming in to get the report….

He stared at the eerily silent and dark room before he reached to the side of the wall to flick the light switch on. He quickly walked into the room and swiftly closed the door shut.

Seriously… why is this room so cold?Glo Xinia shivered as he crossed the white, spacious floor. Everything about this room just creeps me out… He quickly scanned through Byakuran-sama's desk, which was sparkly clean with no signs of any sort of paperwork. So… where is the report? He was about to open a cabinet to check when he heard a strange sound… like a tiny squeak.

"Who's there?" He immediately turned around with his hand gripping his box weapon. His owl was already perched on his shoulder, ready to attack. However when all he saw was the blank wall and a plain white clock that hanged on it, he relaxed.

Then… his eyes widened once again as he stared at the wall that suddenly swung open, revealing a narrow stairway.

A secret passage? Excitement shot through Glo Xinia. Then suddenly he remembered a certain rumour that he had heard when he was passing a group of scientists.

I heard that Byakuran-sama stole his corpse and kept it in the Millefiore!

He had easily dismissed the rumour as nothing more than a joke. However now seeing the hidden passage, perhaps it might really be what he was thinking?

With the meeting and the report long forgotten, he ran down the stairway, eager to see what was down there. Soon he was lead to a spacious room, and there, sitting against the wall, using a Millefiore uniform as a blanket, was the Vongola Boss, Sawada Tsunayoshi..

Glo Xinia stared at the figure, his eyes eating away at every little detail. The long strands of hair that reached the naked shoulders, those tiny red marks on the neck, the bruises on his arms and legs, the emotionless eyes that were staring back at him, and the trembling hand that was clutching tightly on the white uniform… Everything suddenly clicked in his head.

"Hehehe… so the rumours were true?" Glo Xinia smirked as he gently petted his owl. "I never thought I'll ever see the almighty Vongola in this state…" He licked his lips as he walked closer. "How deliciously seductive…" His eyes twitched at the thought of taking that uniform away from the Vongola's slim body… the naked, quivering body… "I wonder what Byakuran did to make you so… scared?"

The Vongola only gave him a blank look, so instead, Glo Xinia laughed. "Well I'm hungry, so I might as well take this opportunity to feast…" His hand caressed the side of the Vongola's face. Ah… so smooth and soft… He thought as his hand travelled down to the neck.

"F-fuck off you pervert." The Vongola croaked, with a barely audible voice. Glo Xinia only sneered at the Vongola's attempt to shy away from the touches, so he used his thumb and pressed against a bruise.

"Ngh!" Ah… what a lovely sound… Glo Xinia gazed into the brown caramel eyes. Seeing hints of trepidation and fear showing beyond that mask of blank expression was just too satisfying for him.

With trembling hands, the Vongola tried to push the hand away, but he was too weak. Glo Xinia's eyes twinkled with lust, and his hand began to reach down to pull the uniform away from the Vongola… when suddenly something flashed by and the Millefiore captained screamed.

"What the hell!" Glo Xinia jumped back and held his hand in pain, which was bleeding extensively from a fairly deep wound.

Alarmed at the sudden change of event, Tsuna looked up, trying to comprehend what had just happened, when suddenly he felt a chill down his spine. It was a trepidation that wasn't related to fear, it was something strangely familiar.

No way…For the first time in these past few days of torture, Tsuna's emotionless facade finally broke, and his eyes widened with too many different feelings abrupting within him.

"Why.. why did you attack me?" Glo Xinia shouted at his own box animal as it flew and perched onto the Vongola's shoulder.

"Still don't understand yet?"

Glo Xinia stared, as one of his owl's piercing eyes turned red. "Your kidding me… how is that possible.."

The owl began to dissipate, and from the newly transpired mist, a dark figure emerged and stood in front of Tsunayoshi, who looked as shock as Glo Xinia.

The figure spoke with a voice that was beyond anger.

"Ku fu fu… Glo Xinia, are you ready to feel the taste of hell?"

Author's Note

YAY DONE! Haha omgg before I was gonna end with Tsuna being molested by Glo Xinia, but ithought that this cliffie would be more interesting xD!
Yesss I can't wait to torture Glo Xinia *_*! Haha jkjk~~ But seriously I never really liked him from the manga, he's such a pervert ;( THat's why I gave him such a perfect role in this chapter XD!

I hadn't planned on involving the Varia in this story, they'll probably help out in the future, but they won't appear that much!~
Also remember how I said that this chapter was suppose to be all flashbacks? lol I changed my mind since I realized that maybe I should write the flashback as a DIFFERENT STORY~~
So yaa you guys might see a story with a name similar to "Moonlight". I'm still thinking of a name lol :D I wish I could use "twilight", but then people would mistaken it as a vampire story XD!

Anyway if I am really gonna write it as a prequel of "Moonlight ", the rating of that fic is gonna be MATURE (all cuz of 18 and 69 xD). Yes I've already got many of the plot in my head. Since I'm not including those flashbacks in this fic, (maybe some :3) this fic shall stay "T"! Haha okay I'll stop blabbing about it!

For 1827 fans, sorry for the lack of Hibari! I know that Pineapple has been getting a lot of moment of glory, but dont worry, Hibari will have some soon *_*!

Okay once again, thank you guys for reading and reviewing!

Remember to R&R :D!