Frozen Hearts - Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Glow

"...Tsuna." Reborn began,for once allowing the doubt in his mind colour his tone.

Tsuna hummed in reply,turning glazed caramel orbs to stare at the hitman.Reborn felt a slight shiver run down his spine as his intuition twitched.

"What is this...coldness you speak about?" Slowly and carefully,he asked the question.But as he continued on his sentence,the temperature began to fall.

"Bad!" Tsuna hissed,clawing at his the skin near his heart. "The coldness is bad!Makes me feel so cold...Can't feel warmth anymore,can't feel anymore...bad!badbadbadbadbadba-"

"Tsuna,calm down!"

Such a simple order,yet the brunet stopped mid-sentence while flinching as if he had been struck.

The white of his eyes threatened to take over as his irises rolled upwards,making the boy slump into his propped up pillow.

Reborn visibly started to panic."Tsuna?!Are you okay?Can you hear me?TSU-?!"

There was a huge pulse of sky flames,leaving a sense of contentness and harmony.Yet all Reborn could feel was his heart pounding against his ribcage in anxiety.

"Calm down,Hitman Reborn.Tsuna is fine." Reborn sighed in relief.His heartbeat eased.

"Primo?That's you,right?" Sharp amber eyes never once left onyx ones as the man nodded.

"Tell me what is this coldness plaguing Tsuna's life." There was hesitation. "...please."

"...Very well." Primo said after a few minutes of silence,albeit reluctant.Reborn sucked in a deep breath in suspense as Giotto sat in a more comfortable position on the bed.

"...The truth is...

Tsuna,at the age of five,had his flames sealed.I'm sure you've heard of that incident.But what Vongola Nono didn't tell anyone was that sealing flames were dangerous and had lasting effects.

For Tsuna,it has froze his core.It is the worst punishment for someone who has such powerful and pure flames."

Something in the hitman snapped and he fired a stray bullet,which Primo expertly dodged.

Reborn cussed as he clenched and unclenched his fists over and over again,his heart in agony.

For one who was dependent on his own flames and warmth,he couldn't even imagine what the brunet was feeling right now.

"Tsuna's feelings on happiness and content are...limited," Giotto smiled bitterly. "But there was a time where he himself was on the verge of feeling warm again,before...the Mare incident happened."

But then...twenty-five year old Tsuna must have known that that would be the changing point of his life..

Why would he still...?

"Hitman Reborn.The question in your head,the ring will aid you.Just feed your flames to it.

Please,please save Tsuna from this darkness.You are the only one capable of starting this slow,painful healing process."

"I will do what I can."

A pale hand crasped his own tiny ones in an effort to stop the shaking.

"Reborn?Why has anger so ferocious roused within you?" Innocent caramel eyes stared worriedly at the hitman.

"Is it because of what Papa said when I was asleep?Or is it because I was...ba..d?"His voice was a pitch higher at the end,recalling the awful ruckus he had made.

Reborn was quick to dismiss the thought,ruffling the brunet's fluffy hair.And just for that small moment,the voices in his head eased alittle.Tsuna couldn't feel thankful enough.

"Nonsense.I'll be dammed if it was your fault.It was mine for making you uncomfortable.Sorry,Tsuna."

The beaming smile that the brunet gave definitely cost more than just this pride getting hurt for having to apologise,Reborn was sure.

Clearing his throat in an attempt to hide his slight blush,he asked instead.

"Tsuna?Could I borrow your Vongola ring?"Knowing how precious the ring was(a practical lifeline) to the boy,Reborn was cautious in his tone and phrasing.

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"Sure!

Wait.

What.

"Y-You aren't going to argue?Not even a tiny bit?"He lost his composure he prided himself for having.

"No,I trust Reborn.After all,he trusts me!"Tsuna slipped the ring off his finger and placed it into his tutor's own hand.Reborn tried not to stare at the ice creeping up the brunet's arm.

"...Thank you."

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Reborn shuddered slightly,feeling his
consciousness slip.He was floating in a blank space.

The hitman assumed it was the space within the ring itself,where the time did not matter.

"Reborn!" A familiar voice called out,only it was deeper and held a tiredness like no other.

Twenty-five year old Sawada Tsunayoshi did something ten years ago,would seem unimaginable.

He swooped down,picked up the hitman and twirled him around.

"Ooi,Dame-Tsuna..." He growled. "Do you want to die?" Tsuna quickly chuckled but placed the hitman back onto the ground.

Suddenly,the brunet seemed to remember something.He snapped jis fingers and Reborn saw his body glow.

Tensing in alarm,he prepared to draw his gun...Before noticing that rough calloused fingers greeted him instead.

His head jerked up towards Tsuna,who only gave an eye-smile in return.

"Like it?I can control everything here;undo curses,change appearance.You name it,I'll do it.As long as it's within my flames' powers of co-"

"No,Tsuna.That's not what I came here for."

Tsuna's smile dropped as he ran his fingers through his untameable locks sadly.Of course he knew too.

"Fire away,I'll answer anything I can."

Reborn loaded his gun.The question he knew would definitely sky rocket the tension that had formed between the two of them,but it was necessary.

"Why?"

And it did.