Melodia Del Cielo [ON HIATUS]

Chapter 1 (Rewrite)

Mini Author's note

The translation is at the very end of each sentence

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Winter is coming to its end. The Vongola household has been far busier than ever for the upcoming delayed Christmas ball, and the sight of servants could be seen running from left to right to finish the last-minute decoration for tonight's ball even the decimo's guardians are helping with the decorations (except for a certain skylark and pineapple head) because they have nothing to do as they had finished their last mission for the month.

In the far end of the mansion that only the most trusted servants and guardians are allowed to wander in that area, a giant wooden door could be seen.

Hidden behind the large wooden door, a heavy sigh could be heard on the other side; the silhouette of a man sitting on his lavender colored chair signing mountains of papers that's been caused by one of his untamable guardians. His mane-like hair is all over the place and dark circles could be seen under his eyes.

"Be a vongola boss they said... It's going to be fun they said," the young boss mutter under his breath while signing the papers with a dark aura engulfing the whole room ― unconsciously making the participant on the other side of the door tremble.

The young brunette could only silently curse and rant while ignoring the knock on his door.

"Umm Decimo.." a silent almost scared tone could be heard on the other side making the brunette pause on his doing to let the person inside his office.

"Hayato-Kun," the young boss smiled as he greets his storm guardian but his smile soon turned cold at the sight of the thing that the silver head is holding―making the tough-looking guardian tremble in fright.

"Chi è questa volta... No, non rispondere che so già chi," the young boss said in Italian while pinching the bridge of his nose as the dark aura doubled its effect almost knocking the poor guardian. (Who is it this time.. No, don't answer that I already know who.)

'Those damn bastards' is the only thing that the silver-head could think as he trembled at the sight of his calm but the angry and tired boss.

Before the silver-head could respond to his tired boss the whole mansion shake as a large explosion could be heard on the west side.

"Tsuna-sama!" the Gokudera could only exclaim as his gear came to life together with the gear of his boss.

The two soon ran in the direction of the explosion while evacuating the rest of the worker―the sound of weapons colliding and flames of every element came to life.

"Preparatevi a morire Vongola decimo!" yelled a voice on the far end of the battlefield and only to reveal the current boss of the new up-rising famiglia. The vongola guardians could only tense as they unconsciously hover the decimo in act to protect him. (Prepare to die Vongola tenth!)

The Vongola Tenth could only stare calmly at the derange boss on the other side of the battlefield while replying

"Mi ricordi la mia emicrania in arrivo," his guardian could only stare at their boss wondering if he finally lost it except for a certain skylark and pineapple head who only smirk at the comeback. (You remind me of my incoming migraine)

The derange boss let out a battle cry and the sea of enemies started attacking.

The fight lasted for a whole day but in the end, Vongola won but little did they know that the enemy boss was still conscious enough to draw a gun and pointed it to the only female guardian of the vongola decimo.

Sensing something wrong, the boss immediately pushed the unsuspecting guardian away and only to feel a numbing pain in his chest.

He looked down and saw his three-piece suit stained in blood.

Letting out a cough and staggering a bit before falling, he could hear his guardian yelling his name could feel the wetness of his cheek. He looked up tiredly and only to witness his mist guardian crying and sun guardian trying–desperately might I add– to save their fallen boss.

"Non c'è niente che tu possa fare il sole di Vongola! Quel proiettile impedisce a qualsiasi tipo di fiamma solare di entrare nel suo sistema, il decimo è destinato a morire alla fine!" (There's nothing you could do Vongola's sun! That bullet prevents any type of sun flame from entering his system your decimo is bound to die in the end!)

The derange boss yelled at the same time laughed manically while being bound by the two most vicious guardian of the decimo.

"Chrome," the boss called.

"Boss," she answered with a wavering tone.

Tsunayoshi Sawada or known as the vongola decimo could only smile weakly at her as he weakly reassured her that it's not her fault why he was in his current situation.

"Chrome.. Out of everyone here.. You're the only sane person out of all these nut-crackers," he said in a weak tone ignoring the silent protest of his other guardians.

"I'm entrusting you to take care of the others for me Chrome. Ah no. I'm trusting all of you to take care of each other,"

The rest of the guardians could only nod solemnly knowing the fact that their boss is already losing his breath. Tsuna could only smile at them for the last time before closing his eyes entirely.

And just like that, it was like a switch had been turned inside the remaining guardians as they cry for their leader and friend.

"Jesus, I'm not dead yet" the fallen boss muttered making the one closer to him jump in fright. Which is unfortunately Lambo.

The poor child screech and pointed at Tsuna.

"G-go back to being dead Tsuna-niisan!"

The brunette could only snort before dying entirely. (Lmao)

~In Another World~

A mother and son sit in complete silence in the dining area.

"Tsu-kun," the petite woman started only regretting it when her beloved son flinch.

The boy remains silent while poking his food.

"The school called and.. they said that you haven't been in class for the past few days,"

Still, the boy remains silent.

"Is there something wrong Tsu-kun?"

"I a-assure you that you're not in trouble Tsu-kun just please tell me if there is something wrong"

The boy remains silent but the grip on his chopstick tightens.

"A-are you getting bullied Tsu-kun?"

And that does it, Tsu-kun or Tsuna slammed his hand on the table and bolted out of the house, leaving his mother in shock before following his son in the cold winter night.

The petite woman kept calling her son's name in the hope for him to answer her back.

One hour had past and no sign of his eldest son, the woman began to worry more. She kept calling her son's name to the exact point where her voice began to hoarse.

She was about to call her son's name again when she saw a crowd on the other side of the street.

She was about to ignore it in order to continue her search for her missing son but her curiosity got the best of her. There's an inkling dread began to fill her body as she made her way to the crowds.

Hands over her mouth and tears finally escape from her eyes it's like the whole world came to a stop as her body quiver at the sight infront of her.

"Tsu-kun!"

There lay on the cold concrete ground is the body of her eldest son.