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disharmony. 6/??

There's not many things that can drive Shinsuke to anger, but finding Sawada Nana humming and cleaning, oblivious to the fact her children had even left the house and made it the Hibari's? It makes him simmer in rage. The kids are lucky they weren't hurt or worse.

Clearing his throat, he calls out. "Sawada-san."

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"Oh, hello," Sawada-san says cheerfully. "I didn't hear you come in. How can I help you?"

Shinsuke blinks in surprise, his anger dying to a simmer. Something is very, very wrong. No one should react like that to a strange man appearing in their home.

"My son is friends with your children," he lies. "They wanted to have a sleepover and my wife and I wanted to make sure it was alright with you, Sawada-san."

The woman lights up, sparkles practically appearing around her head. "That would be lovely! Tsu-kun and Chi-chan don't have many friends, I'm so glad they're finally making some! Do you need me to walk them over?"

"We drove," he tells her. "Would you like to join us for tea while the children get settled?"

"Oh, I couldn't impose," Sawada-san denies.

It's brief, but Shinsuke can spot the flash of loneliness in her eyes.

"It's no imposition. My wife hasn't gotten out of the house much since our youngest was born so she'd be thrilled to have some company," he presses. That's not even a lie. Miyu has been wishing for non-Kusakabe and Hibari company for ages.

"I'd love to," Sawada-san says brightly. "Let me freshen up and I'll join you... oh, I'm being so rude! I'm Sawada Nana."

She bows and Shinsuke returns it. "Kusakabe Shinsuke, Sawada-san. I'll be out front."

He nods as the woman hustles off and he makes his way to the entryway. Asashi-kun is already there with the Sawada children. The older children even let Asashi-kun hold the youngest.

"Well?" Sawada-chan demands.

Shinsuke cocks an unimpressed brow. The girl flushes and averts her gaze briefly then lifts her chin defiantly, "Apologies, Kusakabe-san. Is Okaa-san coming with us?"

"Yes, Sawada-chan."

"Thank you, Kusakabe-san," Sawada-kun says gratefully, bowing briefly. His twin a beat behind him, spine stiff in embarrassment.

"You're welcome. I told your Okaa-san you were having asleep over with my son."

The twins nod and Sawada-chan goes to reply but shuts her mouth with a snap as her Okaa-san appears.

"Shall we go then?" Sawada-san asks cheerfully.

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CHAPTER 7 IS NOW LIVE!

Bacara's side of Hypori.

Bacara scrubs his face tiredly, wincing when he accidentally presses on a bruise. His shoulders bow as the weight of the mission presses upon him for just a few seconds then he straightens them and turns back to the bridge at large. They're banged up, but determination burns. "The General is relying on us to complete the mission while she plays decoy. Jonk, find out if we can get this ship salvageable at all. Someone get in touch with Stitch and see if the medics need any help. Dral, see if any of yours can slice into any of the systems on the planet. Now move it! We have a mission to accomplish and we won't let those Separatists bastards win! Oya!" Bacara bark. "OYA!"

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disharmony. 5/??

Chiyohime is only slightly surprised to find that Hibari Daichi works fast. From what she's observed, the Hibari clan is chock-full with hypercompetent people; so it's not a shock that the Clan Head has to be even better.

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By the time the meeting ends, Matsu has been returned to them, and they've eaten the lunch offered. They're bundled up into a car with a few members of the Clan and Kusakabe Shinsuke, Hibari-san's right hand, and driven back to the house to get their things to spend a few days at the Clan Compound while they get Okaa-san the help she needs.

It makes the warmth in her hum in pleasure.

(The warmth that Tsuna no longer has, it makes something in her burn. Tsuna is hers. How dare that old man interfere! He had no right! She wants to find him and burn off the hands that took away a part of Tsuna she's not even sure he can get back.)

Arriving back at the house, the Clan members hustle them up to their bedroom to gather their things for their stay at the Clan Compound while Kusakabe-san stalks through the eerily silent house in search of Okaa-san. The warmth is practically dancing in delight by these turn of events so she doesn't fight them keeping her away from the upcoming confrontation. Chiyohime shifts Matsu into a better position and one of the Clan members squats to be her height.

"Would you like me to hold your sibling while you gather your things?" They ask.

Chiyohime gazes at them suspiciously then slowly nods and hands over Matsu warily. They settle her sibling comfortably in their arms with an ease Chiyohime finds herself envying. They stand, Matsu still lying contently in their arms and she nods to herself and quickly moves around the room gathering her things. Tsuna has gathered his things together and then bounces off to the bathroom to pick up the stuff kept in there.

Zipping her bag closed, she puts her bag with Tsuna's then packs another one with a few books and games. If they're to be friends Hibari then she needs some kind of icebreaker. Looking back at the Clan member, Chiyohime huffs to herself. She forgot to ask their name.

"What's your name?" she asks.

"Sugimoto Asashi, Sawada-chan," they answer.

"Hibari-san wants Tsuna and me to be friends with his son. You have any advice?" she inquires.

Sugimoto-san quirks a small amused smile and she narrows her eyes angrily at them. Their smile grows bigger and she huffs in annoyance.

"Hibari-kun is very direct and doesn't abide by weakness. My advice for you is good luck because you're going to need it."

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CHAPTER 6 IS NOW LIVE!

The Battle of Hypori.

"How dare I? You don't even call your men by their names! You only see them as expendable fodder!" "They are fodder! They were made to die for us!"

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CHAPTER 5 IS NOW LIVE!

Things go a little sideways.

"You keep this on you motherfucker," he orders, fishing it out and sliding the comm into the vambrace. "You answer me if I call, understood?" Jeffre snorts, dragging him into the barest of Keldabe kisses and shoves him back. "I'm a pain in the shebs, not a di’kut. I'll answer Jonk." ———— Zhenya quirks a smile, "The Force is with me and I am one with the Force; and I fear nothing."

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CHAPTER 4 IS NOW LIVE!

Before Hypori.

Zhenya grins a little, "I can neither confirm nor deny what I may or may not have done as an Initiate." Bacara snorts and rolls his eyes, the reaction pulled out of him before he can help it. He stills a little to gauge her reaction and she just smiles a little bigger. He smiles back and she feels her mood start to improve. "Were you a troublemaker, General?" he teases. "I am aghast that you could think that of me Commander."

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CHAPTER 3 IS NOW LIVE!

The 21st learn more about their General.

Bacara was struck by the differences between the first briefing with General Barrek and now. The worn-down edges and tired state from the meeting at the Temple had lit up as she had spoken up, arguing point for point and leaving with a fire in her step. And now, the hints of that edge were bright and dangerous as a vibroblade as she ducked and spun around General Secura's strikes. It spoke of danger, how she had hidden it with the spacer garb, and in the robes of a peaceful and pristine Jedi. She radiates and broadcasts it. Danger. Defiance. Bacara stuffs away the idea that he prefers it to General Mohl and General Mundi's passive attitudes.

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CHAPTER 3 IS NOW LIVE!

The 21st learn more about their General.

Bacara was struck by the differences between the first briefing with General Barrek and now. The worn-down edges and tired state from the meeting at the Temple had lit up as she had spoken up, arguing point for point and leaving with a fire in her step. And now, the hints of that edge were bright and dangerous as a vibroblade as she ducked and spun around General Secura's strikes. It spoke of danger, how she had hidden it with the spacer garb, and in the robes of a peaceful and pristine Jedi. She radiates and broadcasts it. Danger. Defiance. Bacara stuffs away the idea that he prefers it to General Mohl and General Mundi's passive attitudes.

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CHAPTER 2 IS NOW LIVE

Time to Meet the Krayt Clan

dramaticMF: Mi'reah no, it's not a challenge kittedout: damn it mimi, it took me three months on Monnk sunspot: SPILL THE TEA!!!!

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CHAPTER 2 IS NOW LIVE

Time to Meet the Krayt Clan

dramaticMF: Mi'reah no, it's not a challenge kittedout: damn it mimi, it took me three months on Monnk sunspot: SPILL THE TEA!!!!

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I'm always down for good brothers Xanatos and Feemor. One of my favorite things.

(I took some liberties with Feemors and Xanatos's designs but anyways)

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Luminous beings are we.  At least, that's what Master Yoda told the Krayt Clan while in the creche. Not all Jedi are luminous, and all luminous beings aren't Jedi. (Or: Krayt Clan is here to kick ass and take names.)

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Luminous beings are we.  At least, that's what Master Yoda told the Krayt Clan while in the creche. Not all Jedi are luminous, and all luminous beings aren't Jedi. (Or: Krayt Clan is here to kick ass and take names.)

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disharmony. 4/??

Daichi is hard to surprise. He has to be, to lead a clan filled with headstrong, bloodthirsty assholes. But the Sawada kids have come the closest to surprising him since Kyōya discovered tonfā. He knows who they are and whose kids they are. Daichi makes sure to keep tabs on the people with connections to the Underworld. They’re under his protection, after all.

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disharmony. 4/??

Daichi is hard to surprise. He has to be, to lead a clan filled with headstrong, bloodthirsty assholes. But the Sawada kids have come the closest to surprising him since Kyōya discovered tonfā. He knows who they are and whose kids they are. Daichi makes sure to keep tabs on the people with connections to the Underworld. They’re under his protection, after all.

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The Hibari Clan Head might not be Underworld unlike some members of his clan, but they do keep him up to date on the current intel. Sawada Iemitsu hasn’t been to Namimori in over a year, causing a rise in the amount of Mafia scum he has to clear out of his Territory since the Young Lion can’t keep his damn mouth shut. He knows that Nana Sawada gave birth a few months ago and seemed even more airheaded than possible soon afterward.

Something’s not right.

He watches as the kids settle on the mats in front of him. The eldest, Tsunayoshi, nervously rubs his pants while his twin, Chiyohime, watches him with suspicious eyes. The youngest is asleep in Chiyohime’s arms. 

“You’ve come to the Hibari for help, why?” he asks.

Tsunayoshi clears his throat nervously, eyes darting around the room before landing on his siblings and steeling his spine. “Something’s wrong with Okaa-san Hibari-san and I don’t know how to contact Otou-san for help.”

“What’s wrong with your Okaa-san?”

“She won’t touch Matsu-chan,” the boy answers quietly, “and she drifts around the house like a ghost.”

Postpartum Depression, possibly? Shinsuke’s wife suffered from it after Tetsuya was born. It probably doesn’t help that Sawada had fucked off back to Italy soon after getting her pregnant.

“Is there anything else?”

He shakes his head, some of that nervous energy returning. The twin hasn’t stopped watching him suspiciously, but he doesn’t begrudge her for it. With how much their parents have failed them already, he’d be suspicious of other people too.

Daichi hums thoughtfully as he weighs the pros and cons. He really doesn’t want to put the Hibari on the Vongola’s radar, but these kids are under his protection.

“I’ll help you,” he says.

Tsunayoshi lights up, slumping a little in relief.

“What do you want in return?” Chiyohime demands, speaking up for the first time.

“My son needs to socialize with people other than his cousin,” he answers dryly.

Tsunayoshi pales while Chiyohime presses her lips together. Daichi doesn’t let his humor show, Kyōya's reputation precedes him after all. 

“You want us to be friends with your son?” she clarifies.

“Yes.”

Tsunayoshi trembles briefly then firms his resolve, his brown eyes almost gleaming with a hint of orange.

“We’ll do it.”

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They say blood is thicker than water, but what do you do when blood is the enemy?

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Tsuna is the eldest. Chiyo might be his twin but he’s the older brother and Okaa-san said that older siblings have to protect their younger siblings!

He’s the eldest and he knows that Okaa-san isn’t okay. Sometimes he thinks Okaa-san has never been okay, but after Matsu was born it’s even more obvious. The only time Okaa-san was okay was when the blond man came, the one Okaa-san said was their Otou-san. 

(Tsuna doesn’t like him. The warm feeling inside of him, the one that knows the safest way home and the one that warns him away from the weirdos in black, screamed a warning the first time Tsuna saw him. The feeling didn’t disappear until Ojii-san poked him in the head and only cold remained)

Okaa-san won’t even hold Matsu! Even when they’re crying! It’s like she can’t even see Matsu. Tsuna and Chiyo have been taking turns taking care of them but they don’t know how to take care of a baby!

Matsu and Okaa-san need help. Everyone in Namimori says if you need help to ask a Hibari, no matter how weird the request is. Namimori belongs to the Hibari and they take are of their own and all of Namimori is included in that.

Tsuna is the eldest and that means he’s the one that protects his younger siblings. Even if it means talking to scary Hibari Daichi-san, the head of the Hibari Clan. He wipes his sweaty hands on his jeans and trades a nervous look with Chiyo. She re-adjusts her hold on a thankfully snoozing Matsu and shoots him an encouraging smile.

Standing on his tiptoes, Tsuna rings the doorbell and stiffens his spine. He might not have his warmth anymore but he’ll take care of his siblings. 

No matter what.