Summary: Omake for Raising a Family. So far, what you've seen of their life may have led you to believe that raising Tsuna and his siblings was a walk in the park. Well, this fic is here to show you that Giotto and his guardians didn't become perfect papas overnight; no, they had their share of hilarious mistakes and heart-wrenching moments, and I'm here to give you a glimpse of their hectic family life. Timeframe: A month after baby Tsuna came to the Vongola.
SkyGem: Haha, I've been writing too many omakes lately, haven't I? But I'm pretty sure you guys don't mind XD. Anyways, this is going to be a three-shot from the POVs of Giotto, Asari, and G because no matter how you look at it, they're the ones that had the hardest time adjusting to being fathers. Daemon and Lampo had their wives, and Kyoya and Ryohei weren't babies by the time their father and uncle found them. Anyways, I hope you like this fic, and this first chapter is going to be kinda…sad…
Disclaimer: I don't own KHR.
It was a peaceful night at the Vongola mansion. The windows were shut tight against the chilly November air and the residents were all snuggled deep into their blankets, sleeping soundly.
Suddenly, though, and without warning, the quiet night air was pierced by the shrill wailing of a baby a little more than a month old. His soft tufts of fluffy brown hair stuck up all over the place and his eyes were shut tight as he cried.
From the bed stationed a few feet away from the crib in which the baby lay, there came a groan and the lump under the blanket slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes.
The lump, a blond haired, blue eyed, nineteen-year-old, dragged himself out of his resting place and grudgingly walked over to where his son was still crying his eyes out.
Taking a deep breath, he picked the boy up and cradled him close to his heart, whispering reassurances into his ear and rocking him back and forth.
When Tsuna still didn't stop crying, the man started to feel frustrated. It was at times like these that he felt really helpless; he didn't know what to do.
Walking back to his bed, Giotto sat down and started singing a lullaby his mother used to sing him to sleep with when she was still alive.
"Fa la ninna, fa la nanna
Nella braccia della…mamma,"
Giotto's low, comforting voice stumbled over the word "mamma" and Tsuna, impossible as it may be, seemed to have noticed it. He was now staring owlishly up at his father. Seeing that his son had stopped crying, the young Don smiled and went on…
"Fa la ninna bel bambin,
Fa la nanna bambin bel,"
Giotto was relieved to see Tsuna's eyes slowly start closing as the baby fell asleep. He continued on…
"Fa la ninna, fa la nanna
Nella braccia della…"
This time, when Giotto stopped, he couldn't make himself go on, and Tsuna, almost asleep as he was, seemed to sense his distress. The little brunette started wailing again, waving his tiny fists back and forth.
Giotto stared at him for a moment, not knowing what to do. This was something that happened often; Tsuna would wake up in the middle of the night, crying, and Giotto would rock him back to sleep. Usually, he would be asleep again in minutes, but sometimes, Tsuna would go on for almost half an hour before his father could get him to fall asleep again. Needless to say, tonight was one of the latter.
As Giotto watched Tsuna cry, something inside him just seemed to snap. The blond started shaking and tears started forming in his eyes. As his son just kept on crying, the tears escaped onto his cheeks and started trailing down his face.
He was frustrated; there was no other way to put it. When he had taken on the responsibility of caring for his son almost a month ago, he hadn't been prepared for this. Sure, his guardians and Elena would help him as much as they could, and he was beyond grateful, but at times like these, he would start feeling overwhelmed. He would wonder if he was really doing the right thing, and he would feel guilty because he knew that, no matter what, he would never be able to fill in the hole Tsuna's mother was supposed to occupy.
But then he remembered that he was the only one his little angel could depend on, and he quickly wiped away his tears. He opened his eyes and placed a kiss on Tsuna's head. The baby stopped crying, looking at him with wide eyes, and he smiled shakily back.
Carefully standing up, Giotto readjusted his hold on Tsuna and headed back to his bed, rocking him back and forth and singing another lullaby to him.
Once again, Tsuna's eyes slowly started to close, and by the time Giotto lay down beside him on his own bed, the infant was fast asleep.
Letting out a small sigh of relief, Giotto lay his head on his pillow and carefully curled up beside his son.
"Goodnight Tsunayoshi," he whispered. "I love you…"
The next morning, the first person to walk into their room was a maid, and the poor girl almost fainted from cuteness overload upon seeing Giotto curled up next to his son on his bed.
Even in his sleep, Giotto's arms protectively encased his son in a gentle embrace, and the maid couldn't help but smile. Even though her master had been more tired than ever before these past few weeks, she had never seen him so happy, either. It was obvious that he really loved his son, and she and the others would do their best to make things at least a little bit easier for him.
SkyGem: So, what did you think? I've had this idea in my mind for a while, and I finally got it down ^^. Anyways, please do leave me a review and tell me what you thought.
P.S. I'm so so so sorry I haven't updated RaF in over a week. Until just recently I was having internet problems so I couldn't post it. But don't worry! It'll be up sometime tonight. Okay?
Next chapter: G