"What have I done in life to deserve this?" Tsuna cried in his head, trying not to answer himself with something along the lines of, "And all the deaths you caused?" At the same time, he fought the urge to run and hide. "Kill me now… Please…," he thought, resigned, as he walked toward his inevitable destination—inevitable because his captors wouldn't let him go. Even if he somehow escaped and didn't follow them up the stairs to hell, they would never leave him alone about it.
"Don't worry about us, Tsuna-nii!" Fuuta assured him, naively misinterpreting his brother's nervousness and pale face. "We aren't afraid of a roller coaster," he said cheerfully to assure his brother that everything was fine.
"You're not, but I am…," Tsuna thought, crying internally. He couldn't bring himself to say it and was lamenting his fate once again. "Behave, Dame-Tsuna. You're 24 years old; you're too old to be afraid of something like that…," he tried to encourage himself to at least look respectable, but he failed almost immediately. To his great dismay and regret, there was no line at all by the time they finished climbing the stairs. It was practically deserted, so consequently, they were the next to get on.
First it was Kyoko-chan with I-pin, then Fuuta and Yamamoto, followed by Gokudera and Lambo, leaving Tsuna behind them, who was innocently fooling around in an attempt to avoid getting on. Sadly, despite not knowing they were practically carrying out their revenge, they threatened him in a friendly way.
"Come on, Tsuna. Don't make me go and carry you," Yamamoto said. Although it was a joke, Tsuna knew very well that he would be able to follow through with it. With no other choice, he got on, praying that it would end quickly.
The first few minutes were slow, as on all roller coasters, but Tsuna was getting more and more nervous, knowing very well what would happen after the calm. The closer they got to the top, the worse it was for him, and when it stopped, that was one of the worst moments of his life at an amusement park. He had always been terrified of them, even more so after Reborn made him go up to one of the amusement parks in Vongola, something he never wanted to remember again. The boys began to scream with excitement when the car suddenly began to come down and turn. But only for a few seconds, since a greater scream beat them all in volume and strength.
"HHHHHIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" he screamed hard for almost half a turn, scaring and making his family uncomfortable. After a few minutes of silence, Yamamoto commented seriously.
"Maybe we shouldn't have forced him to come." He had looked like a statue for almost five seconds, and then like a soldier going to war when he was told that this was the next game.
"I agree…" But they had assumed he was only nervous and shy, not that he was so terrified as to make such a scream. It had been a long time since they had heard him shout like that, but…
"Tsuna-kun?" Kyoko tentatively called in a shout to be heard among all the noise produced by the wind and the car. Sadly, there was no response.
They broke out in a cold sweat. He had fainted for sure. They wouldn't do this to him again, but he spoke so little! How the hell could they do anything if he didn't speak? They had no idea. They could not read his mind, however much they wanted to, nor were they soothsayers or geniuses, and he knew it. From another nearby place, the employees who were watching the scene thanks to the scream couldn't help but think that it was very funny to see a soul without wanting to leave its body.
"Hey, why didn't you stop? We've already passed the entrance…" For the third time, he added in his mind. It was only two laps.
"Ma, ma, it must be some kind of prize or something…" Yamamoto said, optimistic, but inside he just hoped it was some kind of mistake.
"Yay, a prize!" Lambo and I-pin cheered when they heard the news. The roller coasters were fun and very exciting.
However, all courage vanished after another lap.
"Lambo-sama is not liking this award…" he said, scared, his eyes glazed over, close to starting to cry.
"Tsk, this is not good. It's accelerating…" Gokudera said, seeing the change in speed. If it continued to accelerate, the car would go off the rails.
"What can we do?" The smile had evaporated, and Yamamoto tried to at least stick out an arm, without success. They were strapped to the seat, so to speak. They were good security measures, so good that he was not liking them.
"Don't be an idiot. We can't move. This is very tight!" he shouted, completely annoyed and frustrated. He couldn't let Juudaime die; he had to do something!
Unknowingly, everyone's screams woke Tsuna up, something they didn't think to try to do, and even if it had crossed their minds they surely wouldn't have done it for fear of him panicking like they were. "Eh? Still in here? Shouldn't it have ended already?" he thought, feeling the force of the wind on his body without opening his eyes. Without wasting time, alarmed by the change in tone in the screams, he looked around, very confused, without knowing what to expect. What he saw was his family screaming and crying in fear, and he soon realized why: the car was accelerating more and more. If it continued like this, it would soon leave the tracks. He looked at the managers and saw that they were running back and forth through the different checkpoints, frightened and probably trying to regain control of the car. He frowned before placing his hand on the safety crank. "I shouldn't have been careless… but… for my family…" Clank!
"Tsuna! / Tsuna-nii! / Juudaime! / Tsuna-kun!" they called immediately when they heard the forceful sound of metal being hit, but apparently that was not exactly what had happened.
"Down," he ordered without a second thought. He had to stop this, and now!
Immediately his order was carried out. He grabbed the seat for support and raised a hand firmly forward. Soon his eyes turned orange, and the flame on his head appeared almost at the same time.
"X-Dream…" he muttered so quietly that they could barely hear him.
Immediately, the place changed radically. Now they were only going in one direction, in one direction with no apparent logic. There seemed to be no end. But how did they end up in this? How did the place change? Unexpected, and very strange, yet they didn't have time to ask that. Tsuna narrowed his eyes while aiming. He needed time, and he needed to calm them down. In this way, he won the first by mere alteration. Illusion was a pretty useful skill if you knew how to use it. With a slight sigh, Tsuna prepared for his next move.
"X-Burner!" As soon as he said it, he suddenly released a large number of flames through his palm, his eyes burning with fervent determination.
"...I'll do anything... even if that means giving my own life... I'll do anything for them...," she thought while trying not to lose focus, biting her lips hard so as not to shout everything she wanted to shout. He didn't remember feeling so much pain in his arms in a long time. There was a reason why he felt like his bones were going to break, and it wasn't just because of the physical condition, but he couldn't remember it now. Little by little the car began to slow down, very slowly…
"What is Tsuna doing?" Yamamoto asked much calmer, unable to see, but he was not going to raise his head. For a reason, he ordered them to crouch!
"It's propelling this cart in the opposite direction, slowing down…" Gokudera muttered, looking ahead slightly, practically looking at a giant beam of pure flames from the sky. "Really brilliant, Juudaime!" Tsuna heard nothing, too focused on keeping the attack going.
Tsuna closed his eyes tightly under the pressure and pain, but he did not decrease the strength of the attack. Rather, he increased it markedly. "It hurts… it hurts a lot… But… I won't give up. I'll do anything for them, anything…," he thought determinedly, and released all the power he could muster, holding it until the car came to a complete stop almost a minute later.
"Tsu-" were cut off with a heavy: Trunk! The place returned to normal in a few seconds, but that didn't matter to them.
"No… I don't get on another of these things in my life… it's definitive…," he thought, totally drained, staying in the position in which he fell, panting heavily while the others got off, exiting his Hynper Will Mode almost unconsciously. The boys wasted no time. They practically jumped out of the car and ran the few steps they had to take to see him. It was not a pretty sight, not at all. His arms seemed to have gone through some kind of fire on purpose. They were pink, getting darker and darker until they reached the palms, which were bleeding. They would have to move him to know exactly how and where, but it didn't matter because they were dripping that thick and red substance on the car and on the ground. His face, what they could see of it, was very pale. In fact, he seemed to be on the verge of consciousness. No jokes, he was an ice cube, his skin too cold for their liking. However, none of that stopped him from trying to get up, using his arms for support despite the obvious pain it caused him.
"…They're fine?" he asked softly, looking at them one by one without waiting for an answer, gradually getting up by himself, being helped by the fastest of them: Yamamoto.
"…You shouldn't try so hard, Tsuna-kun." Kyoko scolded before them, holding back tears.
Tsuna ignored him and used what little strength he had to get out of the car without saying anything, using Yamamoto as support. Sooner than Tsuna expected, the technicians and paramedics arrived, from God knows where, to apologize and give them medical attention. To which no one was hurt, thank God, and Tsuna, but Tsuna was a completely different story, and that could be seen with the naked eye. Without saying anything, they brought a stretcher for him, which was denied until his family intervened.
"…At least just for tonight, Tsuna. You need some rest and medical attention…" knowing what was possibly to come, he continued: "…just one night, nothing more… Relax and sleep for a while, okay? You look like you're going to faint at any moment…" That didn't seem to have much effect.
"Will they take care of themselves?" he asked simply a few seconds later, silently accepting their decision without wanting to worry them any more.
Dead of exhaustion, wounded… and yet he cared more about them than about himself. They didn't understand how he could do it, how he could be so good to them, first of all… then he…
"…We'll take the kids home, then we'll go with you, okay? Kyoko will go with you… and Tsuna," he called carefully. "…You haven't ruined anything, so don't think about that…" he hadn't ruined anything, but surely that's what he was thinking.
"…This… well…" he finished saying and fainted before he could say more. Gokudera was fast enough to stop him.
"Please make sure he is okay…" Fuuta asked as Tsuna was put on a stretcher.
"Only one can come with him in the ambulance," one of the two paramedics recited, wondering what the hell had happened to his arms. The right one was more severely injured than the other… did he put them in an oven or something?
"I'll go." Saying this, he sat next to Tsuna, the others nodding and going another way to ask for a taxi.
Within seconds, Tsuna was already in the ambulance, being immediately attended to as the ambulance began to move. He didn't need any oxygen tanks; he was breathing normally, so with that, they only gave him some antibiotics and painkillers before starting to clean his wounds as best they could with the resources that were there.
"Reborn-san…" Gokudera muttered before taking out his phone and starting to call him. If he didn't find out from them now, they would probably go visit the crocodiles or something, a not very pleasant experience by the way.
"What happened?" was the immediate, dark, and demanding answer for a baby. But they weren't talking about any baby. They were talking about the best hitman in the world. "Speak now."
"Well, you will see…" with that, he explained everything that had happened and that Tsuna was on his way to the hospital. He received no response other than the call being cut off, stating that Reborn was very upset and that someone would suffer… He shuddered unintentionally, thinking about what would happen to the poor wretch who would face Reborn's fury and praying that someone would not be Tsuna himself.
The ambulance arrived relatively quickly, and before long Tsuna was taken to an emergency room, where Kyoko had to stand outside to wait. Only doctors could get in and out. It was a somewhat depressing situation. It was a day to have fun, a day to enjoy a while all together, but it ended with a wounded and totally exhausted Tsuna, and with almost the death of all of them if it had not been for him. Still, he wondered exactly what had happened. He had never seen Tsuna with his arms and hands like that, least of all because of that attack he had used so much in the future, although perhaps something had been wrong before. The attack was in a straight line and fluid, like a laser beam or a shot, but this time it had been in a straight line, yes, and fluid too, but it had been unstable, with many waves. Actually, she had seen a kind of orange tide with many waves, to tell the truth. It was difficult to see from the position they were in. She knew that it had been in a straight line and fluid because it kept its shape and was repetitive, in a cycle, from her point of view. In fact, she had thought that the difference was due to the speed and the critical nature of the problem, but she no longer thought so.
"How is he doing?" Yamamoto asked when he arrived. Gokudera had stayed with the children. Maybe Kyoko would have been better for that job, but she couldn't stay all day, or rather night, and her looks wouldn't reassure anyone, not even Tsuna's mother.
"He's in the emergency room," she answered simply, looking at the door, without saying anything when he sat next to her, and they waited.
"…Girl, your friend is fine, fast asleep. We'll move him to room number 254," a doctor said, leaving the room when he saw her, and then opened the doors just in time for a stretcher to come out.
Yamamoto and Kyoko were speechless at the sight of his arms. It seemed that he had put them in the fire. Before their eyes, the doctor could not help but smile sadly.
"…He has a high healing capacity. They were worse… that's why he doesn't have bandages; it's not necessary," he paused, the stretcher out of sight. "However, I don't recommend that you apply force with them. His skin is highly sensitive with burns between first and second degree." He turned off when he saw their faces pale even more. Had he said something wrong?
"Second-degree burns?" he asked almost incredulously. He had never been burned so badly. In fact, he had never been burned by his own flames!
"Yes…" he replied doubtfully. Clearly they didn't think that was possible, but didn't they see well? "…But they're not burns I've seen before… they are cleaner, more uniform than the vast majority of burns," he muttered more to himself than to them. "But that's not very worrying. As I said before, his healing is quite fast. In a few days he won't have anything." In fact, maybe tomorrow they wouldn't even look like burns. That boy was a monster. The paramedics had seen the same more serious burns as now, but he wasn't going to tell them that; they were just children. "I'll probably sleep in a row until tomorrow, and I'll be sore and tired when I wake up, so it's best for him to rest…" That was the only thing I could really tell them. "Now, before you go to see him, could you fill out these papers? It's not much; the boy has a history here." He said, holding out some papers that they had not seen before, inside the case file.
Truth be told, it was just a few questions they had to answer and return, along with a list of medicines and recommendations they were to give to Tsuna. As in any hospital room, the room where Tsuna was was white and smelled of medicine. It was also silent because Tsuna only had the serum; that is, he was not connected to any machine. He was lying on the bed, still pale, but not as much as before. He looked like a doll because of how still he was. The arms were at his sides, on the sheet. Just looking at them made them feel guilty and a little disgusted. Why? His hands were red hot. The rest was at different levels of pink. They had applied some kind of cream on them, but that only highlighted the damage.
"Hmmm… Where am I?" he thought, much more asleep than awake, being awakened by the sun's rays. Without thinking, he leaned on his arms and hands to sit down, and once he did, he felt indescribable pain.
"Stay in bed, Tsuna-kun!" "Too late…," Tsuna thought sadly, trying not to scream. He was already sitting down; he would not go back to bed. In fact, he would not move from there.
"Ma, ma, take it easy…" He didn't even yawn to indicate that he was awake. Yamamoto thought a little worried. "How do you feel? Are you hungry?" He had to be hungry; it was almost lunchtime.
Tsuna blinked in confusion after the pain subsided, analyzing the questions and seeing most of his family gathered there with a pile of what appeared to be gifts. He silently wondered why all this was, and even why they were in a strange place. They looked like they were in a hospital because of the way the ward looked. He hoped and prayed that it wasn't a hospital of all the places he could be.
"Answer, Dame-Tsuna," he heard a childish and dangerous voice say that he did not recognize at first. In fact, he probably did not even really recognize him.
"Doctor Boren?" he asked, totally perplexed. Who the hell was a doctor being a baby? But the uniform and the etiquette didn't lie, did they?
"Dame-Tsuna…" After saying this, he kicked him lightly in the head, but Tsuna didn't even feel it due to the confusion of the situation. "Maybe they overdid antibiotics…" he muttered to himself, but Tsuna was one of the few who always recognized it regardless of the fact that, in addition, this ignorance took the fun out of the matter.
"…Where are we? Itaaa!" Tsuna was quick to remove his hand from the place where he was. Reborn only smiled innocently.
"Did you forget about yesterday, Dame-Tsuna?" This left Tsuna thinking while the others were silent with worry. Did he now have amnesia too?
"Yesterday, what happened yesterday?… What the hell is that crazy doctor talking about?" he looked at himself trying to find some clue that will help him answer the question, but he found himself on a bed and with slightly pink arms, his hands had a darker tone. He tried to bend his fingers, but that left him screaming, but he didn't understand the reason. He was wounded, but… why? He didn't remember anything. The others wanted to stop him and help him, but from Reborn's look, they couldn't help him. He didn't understand; his brain was just a blur. Yesterday I had been with the boys at the amusement park, right? But after that, everything was a kind of blur. He closed his eyes in concentration, his last attempt. He wasn't going to kill his life to discover something he might well ask or something that didn't even happen. Suddenly, everything came to him. Tsuna swallowed lightly before saying.
"The car got out of control and I stopped it… And then I don't remember anymore. They brought me to the hospital, didn't they?" Then he stopped to look at the strange doctor who seemed very unpleased for some reason unknown to him, as if he had ruined something. I had a very bad feeling just now.
"That's right, Tsuna-kun…" she replied, trying to lighten the situation, failing despite her good intentions.
"You are…" "I know this person… I know her… is…" "Reborn!" "I feel like a perfect idiot now… No wonder the bad feeling."
"It took you a long time to give me Tsuna." He hit him on one of his hands as punishment again, sadly Tsuna bit his lips so as not to give him satisfaction this time. "You're an idiot… how can you think of using the X-Burner without even your gloves? You could have killed them all and you too!" Tsuna ignored the blow that followed, being taken by surprise by what was said. The blow was irrelevant compared to what was said.
While his family paled as they understood what happened, and felt like perfect fools for not realizing it sooner, Tsuna was totally perplexed and thoughtful… something that caught everyone's attention. It seemed that he did not know what they were talking about. "Gloves? How long have I been wearing gloves?… is it essential to wear gloves at this time? Or am I more drugged than it seems?"
"Gloves?" he asked cautiously. The last thing he wanted was a fight with him as an enemy in such a small area, and less against him.
His answer was a kind of cloth gloves with 27 written on each one thrown in his face. Without saying a word, Tsuna took one, feeling a familiar connection with them, but not yet knowing what they were… or rather, remembering. After a few minutes feeling the familiar texture despite the pain that the action brought her, she finally remembered, but… To be honest, he hadn't used anything besides his hands for years, nothing, but at that time he didn't remember the exact reason why. Without realizing it, everyone present was looking at him with bulging eyes, except Reborn, who had a gloomy look instead. It was easy to say that something was not right here… since when did Dame-Tsuna not remember his own gloves? When he didn't take them with him? There was a cat in the closet…
"…I forgot…" he said simply a few minutes later, leaving the gloves on his lap and looking at them with thoughtful eyes. "…but he wasn't going to let anyone die, don't worry about it…" he assured confidently. The last thing he wanted was for them to start fearing or distrusting him now. I had saved them, hadn't I? And they were all fine. That was the most important thing. I just hoped they thought the same. "…Sorry for my carelessness. I didn't think a simple outing would end in so much trouble…" He apologized again. Reborn decided to fire off another question.
"Have you been practicing without your pills so little, Dame-Tsuna?" Tsuna made a face internally. That was a trick question, and quite hurtful with what was said between the lines.
"Reborn… it was an accident. I didn't think it would end in what I end up. I can't use the Hynper Dying Will Mode easily and you know it… I need the pills. It was an accident what happened. I really don't remember very well…" he muttered as sincerely as he could, but they were pure lies. They couldn't realize. This happened to him because he was confident. "How long should I be here? And what the hell is all that for? There won't be any event… right?" The latter was curiosity, along with some panic. An attempt to change the subject without being too obvious.
Their attempt only made things worse, drawing more attention to the matter, because as far as they knew, Tsuna never left his gloves or his pills, the latter unless he ran out, which was not the case because Reborn had shown them the package almost entirely. Besides, he was too calm, as if it was something apparently normal what he had done when he wasn't. Tsuna sighed deeply. It wasn't that surprising, was it? In any case, it was only a matter of time before he learned to use his Hynper Dying Will Mode without help. In fact, to be totally honest with himself, he didn't even remember that he needed pills. He had been very careless, but he had not thought that a simple outing would end in almost the death of everyone in this time, perhaps a few fights, but nothing too serious that it would be necessary to use his best combat mode.
"…Juudaime, you have been discharged this morning. You just have to take care of those wounds…" Tsuna was almost smiling. It was almost the key word. Who was going to smile with that tone that indicated that bad news was coming? "But, you won't be able to get out much, or your wounds could get infected…" Tsuna held back from putting his eyes, and silently lit his ring, and consequently his palm due to the practice. "We preferred that you stay here a little longer if…" Gokudera went out when he saw the flame and what Tsuna was doing unconsciously, but no one knew that it was something "unconscious".
"Gokudera-kun?" As much as I didn't want to have this conversation, it was better than just hearing silence.
"Tsuna…" Yamamoto began with sharp eyes. That flame was unmistakable, but at the same time… "since when do you know how to do that?" He pointed to his burning hand, which was healing both that hand and the other arm where it was placed. Tsuna grimaced. Wasn't he supposed to learn that yet? How is he supposed to remember everything he could or couldn't do?
"The Sky Flames have the property of using the attributes of the other six Flames, if you didn't know." He commented, somewhat bored, as if reading his thoughts. "I've practiced all week. Now, could you answer me? I want to get out of here…" The hospitals bothered him, and a lot.
Now the whole place was gloomy, but Tsuna was too bored, tired, and thoughtful to notice. He was Tsuna, there was no doubt, those flames were unmistakable, but at the same time it wasn't him. What the hell was going on? They were dying to know, but they didn't believe that Tsuna would tell them. Reborn frowned under his hat. He had to investigate this further. This Tsuna was not an impostor. The essence of the flames were not falsifiable, and yet… Learning how to heal on its own wasn't something you could do in a week. Tsuna grimaced in his mind. It wasn't entirely a lie if you said he played with his own flames when he was bored… which was quite frequent lately.
"When it's over, can we leave?" he asked as calmly as he could. If they told him no, bad luck for them. He would jump out of the window or escape through the hallway. I hated so much white… It even gave him a headache. "Itttaaaaaa! Natsu!" "Of all the times I had to wake up… and my ear? It couldn't have been anywhere else!"
The cub just growled and gave them a face of pure fury, baring his teeth and ready to pounce on them, while Tsuna rubbed his bitten ear. Reborn frowned. If Natsu had come out so aggressive it meant that he believed that they were threatening his master, but… exactly in what? More clarifying than this, Natsu would not protect someone other than Tsuna so much unless Tsuna himself asked him to.
"You didn't have to bite me so hard…" he complained, this time a little more awake. Natsu's only response was to bite the IV cable. "…Okay…" saying this, Tsuna pulled the cord. Inside I just sigh. I knew this was coming, but not so soon… and lightning, Natsu did know how to bite.
"Gao! Gao!" He meowed annoyedly, showing his fangs and walking in circles on the bed, as if he were demanding something from them. Now, if any of them understood, Tsuna would worry, and he wouldn't laugh like he was doing now.
They didn't know what the hell he was claiming from them, because that's what it looked like, or why the hell he was so upset… until Tsuna yawned again, which only made Natsu start growling again… and this time unsheathing its claws.
"Ehhh…" this was going to hurt.
"Natsu… It's not his fault…" she said before grabbing him by the neck and hugging him. "…I'm not very good at taking high doses of pain medicine, okay?" Explained. "…and Natsu, I don't think they knew, nor the doctors so little…" And the best thing about it was that the effect of the drugs had already worn off. "…Besides, the effect disappeared a while ago…" So I was just tired because I really was and not because of any effect of any medicine.
"Gao!" complained Natsu, ready to jump and bite them very well, apparently ignoring what Tsuna had said.
"…They didn't tell the car to put rockets in its butt, did they?" Even with what was said, Natsu still seemed to want to give each one a very good bite, and that took away any laughter at Tsuna's joke.
"…Juudaime…" Gokudera said a little unsteadily. "…do you dislike high medication use?" If that was so…
"They make me very stupid, and silly…" I yawn. "Not to mention the dream…" That explained why Natsu wanted to kill them. "I hate hospitals. Can I leave?" Even Reborn was taken by surprise, what the hell?
"Legally yes, but…" in that state he would fall asleep standing up. "…what do you think if you eat something first?"
"Gao!" Poor Lion screamed, being ignored.
"The effect was lost a while ago or I would not have woken up." How many times had he already said it? "I'm tired because I'm tired, not because of any special effect…" I sigh deeply. "I want to leave…" he complained as best he could.
What the hell, how long did Tsuna have problems with medicines, and since when was he so quiet near Reborn?!
"Just dress up and give me it, Tsuna," cut Reborn in a slash before exiting through a gate in the wall that appeared out of nowhere.
Tsuna, even though she knew perfectly well that she was in trouble, smiled and hurried to finish healing before jumping in to get her clothes, leaving a very annoyed Natsu baring his teeth and with a look that said something along the lines of: "they are not dead because he doesn't want them dead." Too bad they didn't understand why Natsu wanted to hurt them.
"Natsu, they didn't force me, I got in the car…" Tsuna said from the bathroom. "Voluntarily, and it will be the last time too, so take away the mortal gaze, please." The murderous aura vanished instantly and Natsu curled up between the blankets purring happily.
What the hell?
"Oh, I forgot to tell you…" Tsuna commented sweetly leaving the bathroom ready to leave. "The next time I ride a roller coaster voluntarily will be when hell freezes over, and if you force me I will bring you the same hell I brought you in my arms yesterday…" she said without changing her tone, taking Natsu in her arms and heading for the door. "Come on, I'm hungry and I'm sure I'll be able to get a sweet here…"
They preferred Natsu wanting to tear them to shreds and then dance on their ashes than Tsuna with that sweetened tone promising suffering. To tell the truth, no one, where the hell had the Tsuna that everyone knew gotten into and where this one had come from, it wasn't that this one was bad or anything, but… it was almost totally unpredictable and strange!