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When Hayato found himself back in his world, alone, he naturally had written off what happened at the manor as a dream... but at the same time... he couldn’t help but feel the pangs of heartbreak. He felt stupid for falling for something that had to have been a dream.... but the idea of having someone that loved him for just being him... it... it was too good to be true... but didn’t matter now. He had to push his feelings aside. His future self had failed the Tenth, now he was in the future with his boss to try to prevent this from happening. But it wasn’t easy, the Vongola were being hunted for their Vongola rings by the Millefiore family. While he didn't want to admit it... he was scared. He had already failed the Tenth once, he was in this strange foreign world where there was a price on his head, and to top it all off he had lost the boy who loved him.... naturally his mood had taken a SPECIAL turn south. He had already lashed out on Yamamoto a few times. Now him and the baseball idiot were screwed into an all knew lifetime because he lost his temper. One of the Millefiore generals had engaged them in a fight, Yamamoto was down, and now Hayato was being toyed with by Gamma. The man had him pinned on the ground, stepping on his hand until their was a sickening crack. Hayato screamed in agony but refused to say a word... he would gladly die for his boss’s sake. This was all his fault to begin with. If he hadn’t acted out... if his future self hadn’t failed his boss....

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After years at the Manor and being some kind of illusionist himself Ryuutaro wasn't surprised about this at all.
Chrome's condition was worrying him a bit more, but not too much. People here needed to know how far they could push themselves for themselves. He couldn't handle worrying for anybody else than Hayato.

So he just followed silently and warily.

It doesn't take much to sneak into the base. Though it takes even less time for Hibari to just magically vanish from the group. Kusakabe had his orders though. He gets Chrome to switch their disguises to match that of the recon team, which were similar to hazmat suits, and they skillfully slipped into the team.

They're led to a set of mechanically locked doors. The leader of the team, stops right in front of the door weapon drawn.

"Our priority is to retrieve Mr. Gamma's and Gokudera's rings. If Gokudera and Sasagawa are still alive, kill them." He paused for a moment, "Alright we have the green light."

And then Chrome allows the guises to drop.

"I don't think so..."

Instantly panic takes over the three from the recon group as they look at Chrome.

"R-Rokudo Mukuro!?"

She just shakes her head.

"No. My name is Chrome."

And then while they're distacted by Chrome, Kusakabe punches them in the face, knocking them out. Score one team ninjas. Kusakabe is quick to open the doors to reveal an absolutely DECIMATED room, still foggy and hot from the aftershock of the final attack. Off to the side is Ryohei- still as his older self, and more towards the center of the room is Gokudera, laying face down on the ground...

A sharp intake of breath.
Ryuutaro didn't run there though. He knew that would be stupid. He knew this could all be one giant trap and running in there headlessly could end up in a disaster.
His first steps were slow and wary, but when nothing happened they fastened up until he could kneel down next to Hayato, anxiously turning him around.

The how maniest time was this for him to look at an injured Hayato? He couldn't tell anymore, but it didn't get better the more it happened.
Everytime he could feel his heart hammer against his chest, his body getting cold.
He was scared. Every single time.

And Hayato let out a little grunt and squirmed a bit as he was turned over- he was clearly fully conscious. As far as how he usually looked after his fight, he got off this one pretty easy. He had coughed up a bit of blood, and his his shirt was a bit singed, but otherwise he was fine. Exhausted, but fine.

He looked up at Ryuutaro and smiled a big bright smile.

"Ryuutaro... what are you doing here?" Hayato shook his head a little bit. Who CARED what he was doing here?! He was here... Hayato reached his arms up and wrapped them around his boyfriend's neck and started laughing. "I won...."

He did it. He had taken a step to getting them home... he had finally done it.

And as soon as Ryuutaro could see Hayato was ..relatively... fine, he smiled widely as well.
He was so relieved. Just so relieved.
"I know...", he replied serenely.
This time he had been pretty sure at least. Ryuutaro softly brushed his hand through Hayato's hair.
"And I'm glad..."

Hayato just stayed like that for a moment, holding Ryuutaro as tightly as he could. Just having him there to share in his victory... no it wasn't just his victory.... they had done it together. He smiled and traced his hand over the necklace around Ryuutaro's neck and smirked.

"...it looks good on you...." He gave Ryuutaro a peck on the cheek and tried to get up, but his legs shook and gave out beneath him. "Sh-shit..."

He was too tired to walk on his own, everything hurt, instead he held on a bit more to Ryuutaro. It was odd... this was the first time Ryuutaro had been the one to come and rescue him... at least like this. Ryuutaro had saved him in other ways countless times...

"Mind if I lean on you, Tesoro? I'm... real tired..."

Ryuutaro shook his head, which probably resulted in his hair tickling Hayato slightly, seeing how Hayato had fallen back onto him.

"Naturally. That's what I'm here for."
It would be slightly odd for him to come here and then deny Hayato his help after all. Even though he'd been pretty much dragged to this place.

He adjusted the positions of his arms so he could assist Hayato properly.

Hayato smiled and let Ryuutaro help him as he got on his feet. It was slow progress walking, but at least Hayato wasn't completely invalid. He could move, granted there were some slips and trips on his weak shaky legs.

He starts to follow Kusakabe who had everyone's favorite loudmouth, Ryohei, on his back, down the halls.

...And as they walk, Hayato waits for a moment when he knows no one is watching, and sneaks Ryuutaro a quick peck on the cheek. He was so glad Ryuutaro was here... after that fight... it was like something just sort of weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He won. He did his job for the Tenth. He did his job for the Vongola... and he was going to make thing's right by Ryuutaro.

For once it didn't feel too bad or worrying to support Hayato like this. Even though the general tension did not really leave Ryuutaro, for the moment being they were fine and he could relax a little bit.

He smiled at Hayato softly. This battle did turn out right at least and he was glad.

The only thing he wished for now was knowing what would happen after this. Even if he had got his fortune-telling back that didn't mean he could just know about everything he wanted to.
And he did not have the time to properly read into anything, so right now he had to wait, just like everybody else.

They continue through the halls towards the sound of an ongoing battle, until they reach a room that looked as though it had been breached by a massive wrecking ball. When they enter the room, it appears to be lush with vegetation to the point it looked like a jungle of dense forest, however if one were to look at the ceiling they would see the a spiral rip where it appears that space has been ripped open. The jungle vegetation and backdrop is simply an illusion. On the ground towards the edges of the room are an unconscious Lal Mirch and Yamamoto off to the side, both looking pretty beaten.

In the center of the room is what looks to be a large spiky bubble with two people fighting in it. One is easily recognized as Hibari, and the other has yet to be seen before, a man wielding four swords. While the stranger seems to have a clear upper hand in the fight, something seem off. Hibari is acting as though he has the upper hand. He doesn't give an inch, and his opponent seems to be quite unnerved... but goes to land the finishing blow...

And the moment it seems to land the white spiky wall crumbles. When the dust settles the man with four swords stands there looking for the corpse of his opponent... however that's not what he gets. He gets a younger, ten years earlier Hibari with his little bird. He takes one look at the swordsman... and...

"Hey, you. You're eyebrows do not follow Namimori regulations."

And the look on EVERYONE in the little group off to the side is pulling QUITE the face.

A thing in which Ryuutaro joined in - with some elegance of course.
He was not fully sure what was even going on anymore, but if it all was as it seemed, it could not be very good.
Younger versions did have this tendency to be weaker then their future selves (when the future self was not already an old man, naturally, but that was not the case here).

Ryuutaro was still so very lost on everything happening in this world however.

So WTF-facing along with everyone was probably the only thing he could do right now.

After some guidance from Kusakabe, the younger Hibari managed to open his box weapon...

Then successfully managed to make his box weapon go completely berserk.

Sometime during the escape they all manage to inexplicably nod off. When they come to... they're in some sort of containment thingie. Hayato's immediate reaction is find Ryuutaro and protectively wrap an arm around him, even though the effects of the sleeping gas has left him feeling slow and heavy. "Ehi, Tesoro? you okay?"

Souichi, the red head from Ryuutaro's vision makes it clear they're being used as his hostages against Tsuna, while the two are talking. Though making it clear that he wants to talk rather than fight...

Ryuutaro's eyes were darting around in panic the moment he woke up again, even if his head hurt from the fast visual impressions. Trapped. This was no good at all.
Hayato's presence reassured him a bit though and without him even realizing it, his hand went to Hayato's chest, grabbing his shirt tightly.

"Y-yeah... I'm fine..."

Well, at least relatively. They were caught and that thought alone was enough to make panic rise in every part of him, but he could manage and call himself down just for the moment being.

Hayato started rubbing Ryuutaro's back, holding him close. Whispering in his ear "Everything is going to be okay." and "I'll protect you." Both claims he felt completely sure of. With his boss out there... and Hibari trapped inside the glass prison as well, he was completely sure they would be fine.

Lal Mirch called out to destroy the machine, which Hayato promptly chimed in with agreement, assuming it would fix everything and send them back to the past. Souichi had other plans however...

"Honestly I'm amazed at your ignorance. If you destroy this device the ones inconvenienced will be you, right?"

Then the machine starts to open... Souichi continues speaking, but his words are lost in the shock of what the machine holds. The slumbering future selves of everyone present, as well as the girls who were back at the base...

and there, next to the older Hayato, was an older Ryuutaro. The whole situation had Hayato's jaw gaping open. First at the fact that there were their future selves, then second at the boy... no... the man next to him in the machine. Ten years... ten whole years...

and Ryuutaro really didn't leave him.

Ryuutaro was one step short of telling Hayato he did not need those reassurances, but he didn't. Because he really did and believing Hayato did help him a great deal right now.
He just remained close to Hayato, holding on to him. They'd be out of here soon, he wouldn't have to spend much time as a prisoner again. Not again.

But then the machine opened and Ryuutaro raised his head to look inside as well. So that was what he'd look like. What he'd become and who he'd stay with.
He was considerably less shocked than Gokudera though. Even if this was the farthest and most real look into the future he had, he still was used to it.
This was just proof of what was his fate and what ought to happen.
His look wandered from his older self to the older Hayato, curiously for a moment. This was the man he was going to see the boy next to him grow into. A fascinating thought, indeed.
He looked up at Hayato and for a short moment he was smiling.
"Looks like interesting times to come", he said silently, not really expecting any sort of answer.

A brief smile flickered on Gokudera's face for a moment when Ryuutaro spoke, and he held Ryuutaro a bit closer as he felt his heart flutter just a bit.

The feeling is quickly dashed as Souichi starts to explain everything. Apparently the machine was used to prevent their older selves from going back to the past to try and fix the future, trapping the younger versions here: and the one who shot them all with the ten year bazooka? Souichi. For the purpose of obtaining the rings that the older Vongola had destroyed, because with the power of those rings as well as another set of rings known as the Mare rings and the Arcobaleno Pacifiers, Byakuran, the leader of the Millefiore, would have the power to destroy the world and build a new one. Gokudera is speechless, he knew the ring was important, to him it represented his place in the Vongola as the Tenth's right-hand man; the entire purpose of his life. He knew they were powerful as well, but he didn't know the artifact had that kind of power.

He went to look at his ring only to find that it was not there. His eyes widened and his head snapped up, suddenly he wasn't feeling so confident about the situation. He did his best not to show it though. He took a deep breath and kept his gaze focused on his boss. The Tenth could handle it. As his right-hand man he would lead by example and stay strong and put all his faith in his Boss.

The pair of twins next to Souichi step forward, claiming that if he does not hand over his ring by the count of three they will switch the gas in the chamber to poison, killing all inside. Tsuna struggles to take off his now dormant gloves (which had reverted to their rather ridiculous mitten-form during the conversation) while Lal Mirch shouts at him to forget about them and attack Souichi, claiming they would kill them all anyway once the ring was handed over. At one time Gokudera would have agreed with Lal and joined her calls, but he had Ryuutaro. He told Ryuutaro everything would be fine. He couldn't just change that to 'please kill us now because they'll definitely do it later'. He sits up with Ryuutaro, running his hand through his hair with a loving gentleness that betrayed how tense he was, as well as the feeling of the situation they were in. With the hand woven into the locks of Ryuutaro's hair he pulls the boy's head closer for a little kiss on the forehead, though the teens eyes never leave the scene before them, and his intense expression unchanging. He leans closer to Ryuutaro's ear and whispers soothingly to him.

"Everything is going to be fine, Tesoro. You weren't brought here just to be miserable and die. We're going to get out of here, fix this mess, go back to our time. I'll become the Tenth's right hand man, I'll grow stronger and always make sure you're safe. And we'll grow old together, and maybe even find a way to get married. I promise, we're going to be okay. We're always going to be okay."

Ryuutaro would lie, saying he wasn't scared. Not as scared as he once would have been, but scared enough. But he knew he shouldn't be. He knew he should've learned by now and be stronger. He was stronger now...
But also trapped and locked into something, threatened to kind of suffocate with poison even combined about everything he was scared of. Trapped. Unable to breath. Poisoned.

Listening to Hayato helped banning the words out of his head, at least that.
He nodded, but his hands were still tightly clenching Hayato's clothes and did not seem like they'd relax anytime soon.

"I-i know... I'm... an expert about future, right...? Of course it'll be f-fine..."

The Cervello started their countdown, but before they got to 'one' there's two gunshots, and the Cervello fall to the ground. Soichi lets out a whine, and in a blink of an eye his whole demeanor just seems to change. He takes off his coat and flops back on his rear because his knees are shaking so bad. He then follows up by praising them on their ability to get this far, and that he was waiting as their ally.

...

And then all the brain cells in Gokudera's head just stalled.

Ryuutaro looked up, startled by the shots as well as the extreme change in Souichi's behaviour.
That made no sense at all anymore, but since Ryuutaro had given up on making sense out of things a while ago it wasn't that bad for him.

"...what is this about?"

Were they dying now? Didn't seem like it, not yet, and that wasn't so bad.
Souchi seemed merely pathetic right now...

Hayato watched on TRYING JUST SO HARD to make sense of the situation. Luckily, Souichi was quick to begin explaining. Apparently the whole ordeal was pre-planned. This attack was orchestrated to push the Guardians to rapidly acquiring more strength in order to fight Byakuran. Tsuna was apparently not truly dead in the future, but shot with a bullet that put him in a state that mimicked death. Before that he had made a plan with Souichi and the older Hibari.

Gokudera's eyes widened for a moment. Just Hibari and Souichi? Hibari? Without completely realizing that he was talking aloud he mutters, "W-why didn't he tell me?"

Of course he's not thinking about how bad off he would have been if he had thought the Tenth was dead. Even planned, his calmer more mature older self would still be pretty broken up about everything. Still, it doesn't do anything to stop the little sting of hurt his younger self felt by being left out.

Souichi continues explaining on. The girls and kids (and possibly Ryuutaro) had been brought to give the guardians something to fight for to protect. Tsuna protested what he saw as ruthless cruelty from his older self, only to be shouted at by Souichi. That was how bad their situation was. They had to resort to such horrible and drastic measures because Byakuran was that dangerous.

Ryuutaro did his best to keep up with the explanations and comprehend everything in time.
It had all been planned out... He wasn't sure if that made their situation better or worse, but the longer Souichi talked the more he thought it was the latter.

Leaving Hayato out on all this wasn't earning Tsuna any points in Ryuutaro's book either. His boyfriend was worth more than all those other people here and hurting him was not allowed.
Even if he might see or not see the reasons, that was just out of question.

And... something to protect? He felt himself get angry. He thought of the girls and children... For that they had been endangered? He might not care for other people overly much, but he was not cold-hearted either.
This was just wrong and maybe just the reason he had learned to hate organisations.

"... this is ridiculous", he said silently. He was here for Hayato and he would not ever leave him alone in this, but... This world... these people... He could feel himself liking them even less and less.

Gokudera tenses up a bit when he hears Ryuutaro speak, suddenly snapped back to reality. He felt that heavy feeling settle back into his chest and stomach. Look what he got Ryuutaro dragged into. This whole situation just kept getting harder and harder. All he wanted was to do right by the Vongola and make Ryuutaro happy, but it was starting to feel like he could only do one or the other. As much as he was starting to hate himself for it, the Vongola had to come first, especially now. If the Vongola failed here there was no telling what Byakuran would turn this world into. Much less what he would do to the Vongola. Like he had said, he didn't bring Ryuutaro here to be made miserable and then killed, but it was looking like he couldn't help Ryuutaro being miserable.

"I'm sorry..."

Naturally Gokudera was no longer paying much attention to the conversation between Souichi and his boss. The important explanation was over however, now the main discussion being about the importance of the Varia buying them time. Finally the doors of the container are opened to let them out, which Hayato follows, leading Ryuutaro by the hand, though he's lacking the spark he had earlier when the situation was dire.

"Don't say that."
Ryuutaro did his best to not make it sound too sharply as he looked up at Hayato, a serious look on his face. He was tired of hearing it. He had decided to stay here and it was not Hayato who had messed this world up that badly, quite the contrary.

"It's not like any of this would be your fault."

He wished Hayato would stop taking everything on himself. Maybe there were some things he had to blame himself for, but something like this?
It was all just so very ridiculous. Ryuutaro's hand clung to Hayato's tightly.

Hayato just nods, he didn't know what to say. He finds a place to wait until they get news from how the fight with the Varia went. It doesn't take too long before Reborn pipes up with the good news. The Varia actually drove enemy forces to retreat, but just as they are about to celebrate a voice booms over the speaker system.

"Oh no. This is merely a little break. Both the main battle in Italy, and the Malone base in Japan have been very entertaining."

A hologram appears of a man with white hair.

"This pre-game battle had a very important purpose you know. Like how you've shown me the abilities of the true abilities of the Vongola's most powerful squad. And Sou-chan's desperate act of trying to lie to me."

Hayato holds Ryuutaro close, cussing under his breath. FUCK! He was too exhausted to fight properly, but he'd be damned if he didn't try.

Ryuutaro just stared at the hologram for a moment and he felt anger boiling everywhere inside of him. The way he talked reminded him so much of Daidouji.

He was slowly reaching the point beyond being afraid at which he just was angry. They deserved none of this, it was just not fair. He wasn't even sure what he was angry at specifically, but he was so angry, he wanted to scream.

For someone who loved working along he got involved in organisation business a few times too often in his life.
"So he's behind all of this?", he whispered, his voice cold as ice as he tried to hold back all the rage.

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Aaaand just going to FF THIS BECAUSE EFF THIS FIGHT SO HARD.

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