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+ On another note, please do bear in mind that the Guardians and Boss of the Piu Forte Famiglia are based on real people, but of course they don't have those specific powers in here in real life. I just did my magic to enhance their personalities, weapon choice and powers…, so basically I know them, really well…:D well then, I'll try my Best~
Wo Ai Ni = Dream
'Wo Ai Ni' = Thoughts
"Wo Ai Ni" = Japanese or more specifically, since this is English, English.
"Wo Ai Ni" = Tagalog
(I Love You) = Translation
Katekyo Hitman REBORN!; Trip to the Philippines!
Chapter 2; Dreams
A silhouette with spiky hair is seen walking in the corridor, his shadow illuminating in the tight corridors of the plane, thinking and searching for something. The said silhouette is Tsuna, the Tenth Boss of Vongola. He is currently staggering in these corridors while thinking of the past's event, after the representative battle, which ended with Checker Face being defeated and all the arcobaleno's are free from their curse, he thought everything would be normal again, normal days and normal nights, like always, he never thought accepting the task of being a boss would be hard. Specially learning a few languages here and there and oh! The table etiquette that Reborn and Nono were teaching him was pretty tiresome, he has to keep himself from slouching, and the knife was extra sharp, you have to use a table napkin, oh, yes he somehow hated etiquette for being invented.
Back in japan, Byakuran became his neighbor which was unnerving considering the marshmallow addict visited them almost every day; it somehow freaked the hell out of him when he does that sudden appearance thingy. And the fact that he needed to go with Chrome twice a month for her checkup with Mukuro behind him, scared him to death.
Yup, being a boss is hard. And now this matter with The Piu Forte Famiglia is kind of the only thing in his mind, what if they failed? What will happen after the alliance? So many questions popping in his mind but they have to wait for tomorrow.
The truth is, after the meeting with a few of his Guardians, Reborn specifically said or rather, ordered for him to get some rest in the room with a door that says 'Vongola Decimo' on it and now, Tsuna can't find it somehow, why? Because he's lost, he didn't know where he had gone to, he just walked straight in the corridor as instructed; never the less he still walked in the seemingly endless corridor. Some part inside him wanted to just barge in a random room and glue himself in the bed till morning or rather, till late morning. But he didn't, why? Because of this so called privacy, he was thinking that there might be other people there and such, yeah; it's stupid, since they are the only ones in the plane.
Now, he's pretty tired and irked by the fact that he thought of something stupid, screw the door with 'Vongola Decimo' on it. And with that he opened some random door and went in, not noticing the sign 'Vongola Decimo' on it.
When he stepped inside the room, he didn't look around it or gaze at the luxurious room, he just ran towards the bed and slumped himself there, he was too tired for anything, and he is not planning on getting up any time soon.
Now, concerning sleep, Tsuna always dreamed about Kyoko, marrying Kyoko, having children with her and having a normal family, a normal life. But now, normal is an understatement, ever since Reborn came into his life, normal was something out of reach, never the less, he still dreamed of marrying Kyoko and that is what he was hoping to dream about, but unfortunately, the dream gods had something else in mind.
It was dark; the whole place reeked with the smell of copper. Blood was abundant. The moon was shining brightly yet ever so darkly. Down in the ground there were corpse's scattered around. All of their faces were painted red with shock and disbelief. There were 14 figures however, who were still standing, facing each other with the look of disgust, disbelief, anger, shock, sorrow, pity, sadness and confusion. They were divided into two groups of seven, all of them gazing with certain emotions that caused confusion to the other. There were seven in each group each one paired with the same strength as the other. What would be the outcome?
On the first pair, there was a girl with short black hair that reached her shoulders; she was wearing a black dress with ruffles at the end, her creamy and pale complexion was blending with the dress as if it was meant just for her, she had a slim figure. In her face was a mask that was covering half of her face, in her right wrist was a black bracelet with a big purple stone in the middle as it was ablaze with purple flames and her delicate hands was holding something so uncharacteristic for her fragile look, she was holding pistols, a black mixed with gold pistols being engulfed by purple flames, in her back was a big black bazooka. The male on the other hand was wearing a suit with a purple dress shirt, he doesn't have a mask like his opponent the moon illuminating his cold, white skin; his narrowed cobalt blue eyes was giving the mixture of confusion and excitement while his lips curved into a predatory smirk as he gazed at his prey –who is also at his caliber or even more stronger. In his hands was a pair of tonfa's as he engulfed it with purple flames that came from his silver bracelet, ready to strike.
The second pair was quite odd, there was mist surrounding both the occupants –which were both boys; one was holding a trident while the other was holding a spear. The owner of the spear has thinly built body and slightly tan, his face was covered with an indigo mask as his lips were shown to have a frown, he was wearing a sleek, black suit with an indigo dress shirt; he wasn't tall nor was he short just average height, his black gold bracelet with indigo stone in the middle was glistening with the moons light. On the other hand, his opponent was wearing a suit with an indigo dress shirt, pretty much similar to his, only bigger and sleeker, the other did not wear a mask and so the moon showed that he has a toned body, ceramic skin, heterochromatic eyes (one red with the kanji of six, one dark blue), he has an expression opposite of his opponent, he was wearing an ominous smirk, his right hand grasping on his trident tightly, the kanji number on his right eye turning into the kanji number one as his earing glowed this would be very amusing~
On the third pair, there was a female with a vambrace on her lower arm, she has long black hair, creamy white skin and pink lips; she was wearing a green dress and a green mask, on her back was a sword, seemingly too big to handle for a frail girl; her eyes were glistening with sadness as a green electric like flame lighted on her bracelet. The other was a young lad with curly hair; he was wearing a black suit with a green dress shirt, a bored look creeping down on his face but a visible hint of shock was in it as he slowly put on his helmet. Why?
On the fourth pair were two boys. The first boy has white skin and a slightly fat figure; he wore a black suit with a dark yellow dress shirt as he slowly fixed his yellow mask that covered half his face; he was eying his opponent like it was a toy going to be taken away as he readied his stance to attack; his bracelet was glowing with yellow flames. The other boy was seemingly enthusiastic to fight his 'extreme' opponent. He was wearing a suit similar to the other although his dress shirt was bright yellow and he wore an eagerly energetic expression as he punched the air as his bugle lighted.
The fifth pair had a cool yet chilling aura in it. There were two boys of not so similar age, both holding a sword. The boy with the blue mask covering half of his face was wearing a black suit with a dark blue dress shirt, he was tanned like the other and has a black hair, a frown slowly making its way on his face as he grip his sword with a gun like handle on it, he didn't like this but… it was needed to be done, he thought as he lighted his right bracelet with blue flames. The other boy, has tanned skin and hazel eyes; he wore a suit similar to the other as he grinned like this is all a game but you can still see the sharpness in it as he readied his first stance, what will come after this?
The sixth one had an intense and fiery feeling to it. There was a girl who had a red mask and was wearing a red, velvety dress as she smirked at her scowling opponent, her big boomerang that was strapped with hand was engulfed by red flames coming from her bracelet, this would be fun. On the other hand, the girls opponent was a boy with silver hair and emerald eyes; he was wearing a black suit with a red dress shirt, in his hands were dynamites, ready to strike this annoying, weird, UMA woman, who was even happy to have him as an opponent.
Now, our main focus is this one, the seventh pair. Well, not really a pair for now, there was a boy with gravity defying hair that was anxiously looking around as if he was facing far many opponents but he was waiting for just one. He was wearing a black suit with an orange dress shirt, as his red gloves burst of oranges flames, this wasn't good, his intuition was telling him, once his opponent came out all hell will break lose, that is why he is warily looking around for his enemy –or was he?
As he looked all around him, he estimated the outcome of this, but he was not so sure of that. His amber eyes was searching and eagerly wishing that his enemy will not come out, but luck was not in his side right now, as he heard a baritone female voice, "Why?" the voice said as a figure slowly arouse from the shadows of the forest. The silhouette slowly formed a girl's body the same as his height, wearing a black suit that has red pin stripes, her face engulfed by an orange-red mask covering half of her face as the moonlight slowly detailed her features, she had a slim figure and tanned skin similar to himself. Now, normal people wouldn't notice this but the eyes of the girl was painted with an orange-red hue beneath the mask as her black shoulder length hair shined in the light. This was his opponent.
Risk. Risk. Risk everything or DIE!
Risk sounded normal for him, now that everything was at stake -his pride, his friends, his family, everything. He didn't want this but, there was neither choice to choose from. And he made a damn mistake when he said 'no'. Now life is taunting him with a flag that says "Payback time."
No. He couldn't care less of the past, he just needs to make things right. A growl was heard from the other side as he readied his stance, he looked out only to see… no one. "Why." Said a demanding tone from behind him, his eyes widen as amber met orange-red.
What is duty, what is responsibility? Answer! Are they really yours?
The girl smirked at him, his eyes widen as she pointed her gun at him and disappeared, only to appear at his back to blow his head out, but he was faster, he dodged the bullet from behind only to receive a kick in the head as the girl leaped out of his sight and landed in front of him as he tried to hit her with his tonfas, a smirk adorning his face. The tonfa that was meant to meet flesh, met nothing, he looked up only to release an irritating growl as he realized his opponent was hovering in thin air chains glowing purple surrounded the girl as she gestured it to attack him, which was dodged or deflected by her opponent with his tonfas as his cobalt eyes gleamed with bloodlust, he leaped to strike his right tonfa at her head, only to receive a bullet meeting his tonfa. "hehehe…" said a laugh from behind him, he turned around, he met a gun implanted in his forehead.
Amuse me, Entertain me, Come on, Come on! Let's play tag in the mist!
"kufufufu…" came a malicious voice as he looked at his enemy through his blue and red eyes, he smiled a creepy smile as his earing glowed of Indigo hue. On the other hand the boy who was shorter than he was looking through his mask impassively. "La. La. La~ LA!" said an illusionary voice from the smaller boy, and as if on cue they attacked each other. The pineapple haired one was the first to attack a real attack. His red eye changing its kanji number from six to one that brought out flame pillars around his opponent and sealed him in the excruciating heat inside, ah~ what a wonderful sight. The taller illusionist smirked at his work as he heard screams of agonizing pain from the sealed flame pillar. "And… you think you can defeat with just that?" said a voice from above, the heterochromatic man looked up only to have his throat touch the edge of a spear. For the nth time, his eyes widened. What just happened?
Ne, ne, what should I do with these candies? Shall we eat them together?
The boy of no older that sixteen stared at his fragile looking opponent, he couldn't bare to do it, to hurt his Onee-chan, but still it's orders, nothing to do about it. He closed his eyes as he put on his helmet and then lighted them. On the other hand, the opponent was looking at him with remorse. As she lighted her vambrace with lighting and looked through the mask once more before closing her eyes and opening them to reveal a hardened look. On 3… 2… 1…, they both attacked each other the boy positioning his head like a Taurus while the other was making an X with her Vambrace's and with that they clashed. Lighting over lighting, Hesitation over Hesitation and everything one could feel at this moment. The clash made its way and enlarged itself, larger and larger, and then BOOM! The boy lost sight of his opponent as he was sent flying and landed on something… soft. He in turn opened his eyes as he closed them due to the explosion, he saw his Onee-chan looking through her mask as she held her Sword near his neck. Maybe…, it's time to give up.
Why is the sun hiding? Why is he smiling brightly at everyone when it's not Okay?
"Extremely not healthy to be FAT!" said the boy with a fit figure and white hair.
"Shut up. It's none of your business. And I'm not fat. I just have my improvised figure." Said the in denial fat boy as he readied his stance.
"I extremely don't get it!" countered the taller boy as he himself readied his boxing stance.
"You don't need to get anything." countered a venomous voice as the fat boy's eyes sharpened behind his yellow mask.
"Extre-!" the taller was cut off when he dodged an incoming kick that was supposed to hit his stomach.
"Whoa! Extreme! You should join the Boxing Club!" he said as he was about to throw an upper cut at his opponents chin only to miss and receive a kick in the head and punch in the gut. He coughed blood as his bugle got another flame. Shit just happens.
Doesn't the rain sound so angry and frustrated? Why? I wonder what's the matter. It sounds hurt.
Both swordsman laughed at the antics of each group as they watched them. But soon they looked at each other and readied each other's stances. A hint of sadness adorning their faces, how could this happen? With that question hanging unanswered they attacked each other forgetting their past encounters, their friendship, their love for one person. The boy who was slightly taller lighted his necklace and transformed himself into that of a samurai with two katanas, while the other lighted his bracelet with blue flames, engulfing his sword with a gun handle. And with that, blade over blade clashed with each other. The taller tanned boy tried to slash the chest part of the slightly smaller boy but fail as they said boy appeared behind his back as was about to slash his head in two but he dodged eyes with a resolution glaring intensely at his opponent as he readied some of his stance and tried to deceive his opponent as he took advantage of his rain flames and creating a rain like scene around them but surprisingly it was he who was deceived when his opponent appeared behind his back, ready to strike at him anytime, 'Haha. How weak of me, letting myself defeated just like that, I'm sorry, Tsuna.' He thought as he closed his eyes. So this is the outcome. "I'm sorry, Yamamoto. I… I need to do this." Said his opponent with an uncharacteristic accented voice, and with that, he was-
RAGE! OUTRAGOUS! Storms are coming it's not fair!
Emerald eyes widened as he was looking over the scene with his –although he would never admit it- friend as he tried to go and stop him from being slash apart but a boomerang hit him in the head and stopped him. "Stop dreaming about the heavens and focus on me" the masked female said with a hint of venom. The silverette just clicked his tongue and continued to barrage the strange masked girl. "double bomb!" he said in a hurry as he tried to take a quick look at Yamamoto's position but unfortunately he could not even take his eyes off his enemy, she was too fast and too swift. The girl on the other, hand was attacking her opponent in a fast manner as it was her forte, so when her enemy tried to look at his comrade she quickly swung her boomerang and it hit him, she chuckled at that. How weak…
the boy was now very confused with a mix of shock evident on his face where should he throw the bombs when his opponent is too fast? He clocked his tongue and threw the bombs in all directions, he smirked at his accomplishment. She was as good at dead. "pfffft* how weak…" and his was swallowed in the ground as his eyes widen at his opponents hidden strength. But before he could react he was already half way sinking in the ground with the girl standing in front of him, a sinister smile evident in her face… 'I'm sorry boss.'
It's our final dance! Let's make it worth the while!
All of the seven sky was trapped in battle, but only one prevailed in the fight and it was the seven oath who won, all the other oath ready to strike and kill, with just one word from the boss everything would end. The oath looked at their boss and the boss gestured it. All the weapons at their neck soon met skin and slowly but surely met… bloo-
"Ahhhhhhhh!" someone screamed.
A/N: Sorry For the Super Late Update! And I Apologize if there are any mistakes. I'm just Human.