Bonds - Chapter 2.

Summary: Because sometimes you have things that you must protect, no matter the cost. Fem!Tsuna.

Prologue - Chapter 1

Natsumi let a sigh escape from her lips as she walked home alone.

She didn’t really want to go home at the moment, but both Kyoko-chan and Hana-chan were busy today with the activities that they had to partake in every Thursday. For once she almost wished that she had been forced to do clean up duty.

She didn’t want to come home for one reason – her father was back after nearly a year of not being home. It wasn’t as if she didn’t like her father – she loved him, because he was, you know, her father – it was just so awkward to be around him. He was never really home and they just… didn’t know each other and it was uncomfortable.

He had been back for about two days and he was apparently here for business, but all he had done while he was home was eat, sleep, get drunk, harass Natsumi and her mother, and sleep some more. If he was on business, he sure wasn’t doing it.

She wasn’t sure what her father even did. She guessed that it was really dangerous, because her mom always changed the subject whenever Natsumi brought it up and her dad did the same thing.

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Bonds - Chapter 1.

Summary: Because sometimes you have things that you need to protect, no matter the cost. Fem!Tsuna.

Prologue 

Nana Sawada tied her hair into a ball on the top of her head, as she continued to cook with a different kind of energy that she hadn’t had in years. Four years, to be exact.

This December, it would’ve been four years since Nana had left Italy with her daughter in tow. To be honest, the twenty-four year old didn’t miss Italy or her old life much at all. This peaceful life was very relaxing for her.

However, she hadn’t seen Iemitsu in four years. He sent a letter every month, with the necessary funds, even a few words from the ninth every now and then. Nana was very much grateful for the letters over the years, but it was nothing like having the real thing with her.

So when she got the letter a few days ago telling her that her husband was finally coming home for their daughter’s birthday, she seemed to become a different person.

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Bonds - Prologue.

Summary: Because sometimes you have things that you must protect, no matter the cost. Fem!Tsuna.

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Feet moved quickly and quietly against the marble floor, the pair moving as stealthy as they could.

“Iemitsu, are you sure that this will work?” Nana Sawada asked, cradling a child that was covered by a blanket in her arms.

Her husband, muscular and blond, nodded, a rueful expression on his tanned face. “I’m positive. We’re in the clear. The 9th has made sure of that.”

Nana nodded and continued to hurry as quietly as she could. The two made it to the ground floor without waking anyone in the large mansion, not even the guards, who were slumped over against the walls.

“Paralysis…” Iemistu muttered to himself, grateful that the guardians and his most trusted men were patrolling, in case of an attack. He looked up and saw lights coming in the distance, beyond the windows, just as they planned. “Nana… This is it.”

“I know.” His wife said, tightening her grip on their child. Her back was erect. She had been waiting for this day for months, and here it finally was.

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Worth It.

Alfred rested his chin in his hand as he sat outside. It was dark out, and it was starting to get cold, but it wasn’t anything that he couldn’t deal with. It was worth it, in his opinion.

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Marina felt the sea breeze tangling her light brown hair together.

It was here, by the ocean, where she truly felt at home. In fact, whenever she was near the ocean, she felt like a completely different person; not that she was a person to begin with, but she didn’t want to get into that right now.

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1 dai Axle and Roxass wer walkning in da castiel dat nevar was

roxass sudenlay siad “bbyz will u luv mi 4ever” 

Axle sad “NO. I dunt hav a hart”

Roxasss cryed adn run awai form Axle adn gott stolen bi Riku 

axle start cryning

“butt u make me fell like i have a hart” 

the end 

Goodbye, Apathy.

Arthur sat back in his chair, avoiding eye contact. The lit cigarette in between his fingers burned on, the smoke filling the air and ashes falling onto the floor. His light blond hair was tussled and it was quite obvious that he had run his hands through his hair more than once. His eyes had purplish bags under them, which did not go well with Arthur’s pale skin. But then again, Arthur did a lot of things that weren’t good for his body, much less his skin.

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