Guardians undercover(Katekyo Hitman Reborn FanFic)

Chapter 33: Reminiscing

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN KHR, ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE AUTHOR, AMANO AKIRA-SENSEI, I ONLY OWN THE PLOT OF THIS STORY.

I'm so sorry for taking so long in updating!  It'll be a year in a month.  I know I promised that I would update regularly, and I'm sorry for not doing that.

So, December, I went on a family vacation with my family.  It was okay, just kind of hard to deal with at the airport.  Because we had to wear a mask in the airport and on the airplane.  The only time we could take it off was when eating or to drink something.

And to make matters worse, I lost my camera in Mexico.  I wouldn't have cared much if it was just the camera, but this idiot(me), didn't change the SD card and I lost everything I had there.  I cried so much that my eyes hurt.

But karma is a b, and it'll come back to the person who has it and hasn't sent it to me.  Since it has my name, home address, phone number, and e-mail.

And then we had to cancel our flight back home because of some problems, and by the way, we needed to get a covid test 24 hours prior the flight.  And since we cancelled our flight and had to buy new tickets, we had to get another covid test.

Once we left Guadalajara and got to Dallas, sh*t hit the fan.  We spent 13 FREAKING HOURS IN THE AIRPORT, because we had a 13 hour wait until our flight.  So, we spent the night at the airport with our luggage which we couldn't give yet because it wasn't near our flight hour.

No food, aside from the vending machine.  I spent basically two almost three days with the same clothes.  My once baby-blue pants, looking more like it was grey.

Anyways, here's the chapter that I've been trying to get finished.  Hope you like it.

Enjoy.

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Sitting on blankets and surrounded by pillows, they anxiously waited to hear the story. The story of Asari's wife and Yamamoto's mother.

They hadn't heard much of his mother, such they all wanted to hear of the mother that Yamamoto loved.

The first generation were just as curious, as they too as well sat nearby to hear of this past of his wife. And maybe to learn of the way to properly tell their "memories" of their wives of the other children were to ever ask them, which the chance of that happening was very likely.

Asari looked at his "son" and began his story.

"Your mother and I met when we were young.  I was twelve, and she was ten.  We grew up together, since we lived in the same town, we frequently saw each other.  It was nice being with her."

~Memories Past~

She watched and listened as he told her of the type of swords, and knives his father had in his shop.  Of how he didn't want to use those weapons to hurt people, but to protect them.

"I'll protect you!" He had exclaimed.

To him she was her sun.  They had grown up together.  It wasn't until he was seventeen and she was fifteen that they began to realize their feelings for each other.

At that time, it wasn't odd if a girl were to marry at the age of fifteen, some families would even sell off their daughters to marriage to an older man.  But in some cases, more than not, a mutual love would be the reason for marriage.   Such was their case.

"I love her." He had said as he went to speak with her family.  Her only family member, her brother Yamamoto Tsuyoshi.

Asari was nervous, he had yet to take over his family business, but he was well of to take care of her.  But Tsuyoshi was a very protective man, she was his only family.  Such, he had to make sure that she would marry a good and decent man.