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Of course, it wasn’t all sunshine and daisies. Sooner or later, Primo and others expected trouble to come on their doorstep.
And it came one day.
It happened at night. Giotto and his Guardians were guarding Tsuna’s sleep as usual when the blond’s Hyper Intuition rang. It told him the danger was coming close.
“G, Alaude,” said men stood straight at the tone of their Sky’s voice; it was the tone of the boss, the tone of the person who was both adored and hated by people, the tone of the great Vongola Primo. “We have unwanted guests in Namimori. Kindly take them out.”
“Understood,” the Cloud and Storm said in unison and disappeared in the burst of their respective Flames.
The others began awaiting the results, uneasy.
“So it finally happened, huh?” G asked as they appeared in the middle of one town’s streets.“Assasins came after them.”
“Knowing how Iemitsu is and the lack of protection detail, I’m surprised how it didn’t happen sooner,” Alaude grumbled in reply. “Here they are.”
G followed the gaze of his fellow Guardian.
Hiding in the shadows were three hitmen. The Cloud and Storm caught the tidbits of the conversation between them as they spoke in Italian:
“This is far too easy… For a man who babbles about protecting his family, there is no protection in sight.”
There was a snort. “What did you expect? Nono keeps fools around him.”
“Enough chit-chat!” the third voice cut in.”Let’s just kill them and get this over with. I want out of this shithole of a town as soon as possible.”
“That won’t be possible I’m afraid,” G spoke up.
The assassins jumped and took out their weapons.
“Who the hell are you?” the leader asked, all three looking at G and Alaude in apprehension.
Alaude was the one to answer the idiots who dared to try to hurt the Little Sky:
‘Your death,” he said coldly.
And the retribution began.
G and Alaude returned half an hour later looking satisfied.
“The guests are dealt with,” The Cloud Guardian reported to his boss, looking so much like the cat that ate the canary. “They regretted their choice deeply.”
At these words, the tension left the room as Primo and others relaxed. The danger was over for now.
“Good,” Giotto nodded as he thought about something. “Alaude,” he said a few moments later, his amber gaze on his Cloud Guardian,” I want you to establish protection around Namimori to make sure something like this doesn’t happen easily,” Giotto knew assassins wouldn’t stop coming, but at least they would make a job harder for them before taking them out permanently.
Because no one dared to try to hurt his grandson and get away with it.
No one.
Alaude nodded in understanding, all of them feeling the same way their Sky did, and went to work on the task.
Just as the Cloud Guardian left, Tsuna stirred.
“Giotto-san…?” the boy murmured sleepily as he opened his eyes.
“Why are you awake, Tsunayoshi?” Giotto was at his side instantly.
“Is something wrong?” the brunet answered with a question of his own.”You look worried and Alaude-san is gone.”
“Everything is fine. Alaude will be back soon,” Primo assured him with a soft smile. “Go to sleep.”
Tsuna didn’t look like he believed Giotto. He looked at the blond with narrowed amber eyes - his Flames came to the surface more and more lately - before closing his eyes and falling asleep.
Primo let out a breath once it was clear the boy was soundly asleep and looked at his Guardians who watched the scene with thoughtful expressions on their faces.
“Hmm,” Knuckle drawled out as he rubbed his chin. “It seems his Flames and Hyper Intuition act up more and more with each passing day.”
“Yeah,” Giotto agreed with a sigh. He felt that too.
The day of truth drew just a little bit nearer.
The months flew by. Just as Giotto ordered, Alaude put up the protection around the town, and the First Generation stopped two more assassination attempts since then before they ceased, though Primo and others stayed on their guard - who knew from where trouble would come next time.
And just like that, October came around, and with it, Tsuna’s birthday. It took them some time to come up with a gift, but they figured it out just in time for the big day.
And finally, the fourteenth of October arrived.
Tsuna woke up, feeling warm. Yawning, he rubbed his eyes from sleep. When he opened his eyes, he was met with Giotto-san’s kind eyes.
“Good morning, Tsunayoshi,” the man greeted him warmly like he did the past few months. “Have you slept well?”
“Yeah!”
Giotto-san smiled at the answer. “That’s good. Could you close your eyes for me? It’s a surprise.”
Tsuna nodded and did as asked. There were whispers and some rustling before Giotto-san said:
“You can open your eyes now.”
Tsuna did so. And gasped at the sight of the lion plushie toy in Giotto-san’s hands.
“This is a gift from all of us,” Giotto-san explained. “Happy birthday."
Tsuna let out a happy equal."Thank you, thank you!" He took the gift, then threw himself at Primo wrapping his arms around the blond's neck. "I love it!"
Got to was startled a bit by the sudden hug, but hugged his grandson in return." Glad you love it," he murmured in the brunet's wild locks, smiling.
The others watched the scene with smiles on their faces and also wished Tsuna a happy birthday, getting thanks for the gift and a beaming smile in return.
Tsuna doesn't let go of the lion plushie, whom he named Natsu, for the rest of the day.
In the evening as Tsuna just made a wish on a cake made by Nana, Iemitsu appeared out of the blue. There was the sound of the door opening and his voice
"Nana, dear, I'm home~!"
Nana immediately went to her husband while Tsuna flinched and sat frozen in his spot, clutching Natsu to himself.
G clicked his tongue. "Tch. Fantastic. Out of all days, he decides to appear on this one."
"Isn't it a good thing that he came on kid’s birthday?” Lampo questioned.
“Remind me when Iemitsu’s visit meant anything good?” G asked. “Plus, look at his reaction: the kid doesn’t know to react to the fool and it’s his dad.”
Lampo glanced at Tsuna’s uncertain expression and had to agree with G.
Leaving Little Sky with their youngest Guardian, the rest of the First Generation went to observe the Sawada couple.
They were greeted by the sight of Nana and Iemitsu being mushy-mushy with each other. But they didn’t care about that. What angered them was the fact that Iemitsu was obviously drunk. Drunk on his son’s birthday.
Any shred of respect Giotto had left for his descendant disappeared into the abyss as he realized that fact.
Beside him, G sucked in a harsh breath. “That son of a-! Gio, let me at him, I kick his ass back to Italy so hard he’ll be sober!”
“Don’t bother, G,” Giotto told his best friend, his lips pressed tight. He was done being bothered by Iemitsu’s idiocy. “If he wants to be a fool, let him be. Tsunayoshi is our main priority. Speaking of which, let’s get him to the room. He shouldn’t see this.”
The others nodded, and all of them left the corridor.
“Papa is gonna stay for a few days,” Tsuna said as though speaking from experience as he got in bed.
“What makes you say that?” Ugetsu asked. Since Nana was busy handling her husband, they were the ones tucking the now six-year-old in bed.
“If he appears this late, he always stays a few days,” the brunet said matter-of-factly. He furrowed his brows a second later. “And that means Mama’s gonna cry when he will leave.”
“I see,” Giotto said simply after sharing a look with his Guardians. None of them decided to comment on the newly-known fact so as not to spoil Tsuna’s mood. “Well, off to sleep you go,” he said adjusting the covers tighter around the boy and kissing him on the forehead. Sweet dreams, Tsunayoshi.”
“Good night, everyone!” Tsuna wished in return. Closing his eyes and hugging Natsu to himself, Tsuna thinks that Papa’s sudden reappearance didn’t spoil his happy mood one bit.
After all, this was the best birthday ever!