It's a Firestorm;

[And, yes, it has taken him just this long to press pride sideways, and come forward with it--]

Er-- shit. Sorry to anyone I bugged, as a kid.

[And, with that deeply moving apology out of the way;]

I think I remember everything about the past now. My sister, that old pervert Shamal, Italy. Almost everything anyway, che. Figures that's not a memory this damn island would hand back.

Gotta admit though... this is starting to feel like home, kinda. I'm sick of it screwing around with my head, people's ages, genders, whatever. Like free will is a damn commodity... But otherwise, I guess it's not that bad. Cruddy police force aside. Heh, and at least I got to see the Tenth as an adult! So cool, as expected.

Though-- on the note of cruddy...

Anyone want a free cat? Uri, I swear, if you try to eat my bed one more time...

Huh...? This doesn't look like--

I thought this was the way to Doctor Shamal's...

Whassit? A computer or something? Or a phone-?

Or BOTH! Neat! I can't wait to show him-!

[ooc: Kid!Kudera is a sweetheart, unlike his older counterpart. He has 4% free, 5% gain from this event, so I am using 2% on his remaining childhood memories-- namely, that of Dr. Shamal, since he's mainly remembered all the rest. --36% total, 7% free.]

I need to speak to a police officer, stat. Che-- one who isn't a loud-mouth shark, preferably. This is important, and has to do with a dangerous criminal with ill-intent, so someone better take me seriously this time, hell.

Tenth... I also need to speak with you. It's important. Can we go someplace privat--

[A pause, and then, all of the things of VITAL IMPORTANCE he needed to chat about, like the fact that that they have a murderous mob boss living across the hall, vanish in a puff of purple smoke.

Lambo TYL'd him at the tail end of his last post. Older!Gokudera is suave, mature, and probably still curses more than he ought.]

...?

That kid, huh? Someone should really find him a babysitter.

Jeez.

[Screened to Byakuran.]

I got pissed and broke your door. I'll fix it later.

[//]

That idiot.

[Screened to Tsuna.]

Hey Tenth-- how are you holding up? Need any help studying?

[//]

[Screened to Yamamoto. I guess hackable, if you really feel the burning desire?]

Oi. Baseball Nerd.

We need to talk.

I'm in your room.

It's important.

Heh; if that's the trashy Boss those Varia bastards have been preening about, I'm not worried. He's got a big mouth, but that's about it. Now that I know what these rings are, and how we got them-- it's obvious that the Tenth is the real, and better Boss, che.

Guess you didn't mess up, baseball freak.

Keh, who would have thought the stupid cow was a guardian, though...?

Tenth; have you remembered anything else, lately?

[1% used on chapters 92&93. 4% remaining to remember from the poetry contest, out of 31% total.]

Yes! I can't believe it was that obvious the whole time... heh.

This just proves I'm the best candidate to protect that Tenth.

Er-- although... were do I keep Uri, now?

[6% memory used on everything about his box weapons/the Sistema CAI, including how to make Uri 'grow'. That in mind, Uri is now roughly the size of two Tigers. 26% remembered total, 0% remains.]

Che-- what is it with all you morons that the second something goes wrong in this place, you fall right into the same trap, knowing it's there? Tch, when it's just the island acting up, that's understandable. But this-- it gives me a headache to listen to everyone complain about something they got themselves into.

Tenth, I'm sure you're fine, right?

Actually, Tenth, eh. I remembered a few things this morning, when I woke up.

If you get a moment, Boss... could I bug you to talk with me for a while? Family business. I think it's important.

It's about a name-- Millefiore. And I guess some stuff about Hibari. Heh, and I think I've finally got the hang of the weapon I wanted to show you! Wanna grab lunch or something?



Oh-- And I guess it's Valentine's Day? I hope you had a good one, Tenth. I know the Japanese celebrate it a little differently than Italians-- girls give to guys, right? In Italy, you only give a gift to someone you're pretty serious about. Heh-- nonetheless, I bet you got quite a few boxes of chocolates, Boss.

[ooc: Mods, please take 20 dollars from Gokudera to spend on chocolates he sent to Tsuna to make him feel popular. 8Db

1% used on remembering chapters 175 & 176 via Meg's random number-picking again, out of 20% total remembered, with 6% remaining unused.]

[Screened to Tsuna; I guess hackable if you really, really want to see him being a pathetic fantard.]

Tenth! Shit, where do I even start--?

I'm-- sorry. I didn't know Kyouya'd been bugging you about all sorts of crazy shit having to do with me. If you want me to duct tape his mouth shut, just let me know because I already bought the duct tape.

Also, er-- I promise I'll replace your dresser. Uri kind of...

[Hayato has arranged the three fortune cookies he obtained into a neat row. Three is a lucky number, and he inspects them closely before almost reverently breaking them down the middle, and puling out the three slips of paper.

Chewing thoughtfully on one half of a cookie, he narrowed his eyes at the slips. Who the hell was ‘he’? And good fortune, huh…?]

Tenth—have you tried cracking open one of the fortune cookies yet?

[ooc: In case anyone is interested, you can get a randomly generated fortune cookie here!:
http://www.wisdomportal.com/JS/RandomFortunes.html
Hayato’s were: This , This, and This .]

Er... thanks for the gifts. Guess I'm late in saying so. I've been too busy trying to keep this damn cat under control.

Tenth, I'll try out that board right away! Heh, it's pretty cool, wanna use it with me?

And oi, baseball jerk; what the hell is up with that toaster? Return it, it's completely hideous, and I want it out of my face. You can find it in the trash. What the hell is with all the cat-themed gifts, anyway? Cat ears? Going right into the trash, too. And che-- that stupid blond chick better keep her trap squeezed shut.

[Screened to Fuuta.]

You didn't have to get me anything.

[//]

[Screened to Bel.]

Fuck You.

[//]

[Screened to Hibari.]

...

If you ever lay a hand on the Tenth again, and I won't consider you a part of this family.

[//]


[ooc: 1% memory used on training in the TYL arc. Yamamoto with Reborn, himself with Bianchi, and Hibari with the Tenth. Chapter 157-158. All due to Meg picking a random number. 8D W2G Meg. %4 memory left to regain from the Christmas event, 19% currently remembered.]

GET-! BACK HERE! GAH!

Stupid cat! What the hell am I even going to do with three cats!

DON'T EAT THAT, DAMNIT!


[ooc: 2% Memories used on remembering how to open the boxes. He unlocked his Skull Box Weapon with Hibari-- he's just unlocked Uri.

TENTH! I apologize for everything that happened within the past week! It's-- that kind of behaviour-- inexcusable...!

Shit! You hair doesn't look anything like a pair of animal ears, I was delusional, or something! The Tenth has the greatest hair on this whole fucking island, and if someone wants to argue about it, they'll have to take it up with me, first!





As for the rest of you people... Not. A. Word.

Especially not you, baseball idiot, I don't want to even see your face for a month, at least.

[Screened to Squalo!Hook, only.]

Oi, Captain codfish. Peter wants a rematch.

If you're not too much of a fucking coward, follow me.


Heh, this'll be easy.

ATTENTION, NEVERLAND!

CAPTAIN JAMES MORON HOOK OF THE FORMER JOLLY RODGER IS A GREAT, BIG, COWARDLY, CROC-BAIT CODFISH!

HE RAN AWAY FROM HIS FIGHT WITH PETER AND I, LIKE THE YELLOW-BELLIED SACK OF MARSH-MUD HE FUCKING IS.

NOT THAT HE'D HAVE WON ANYWAY. TCH, HE'S AN OLD, OLD MAN THAT SMELLS LIKE JELLYFISH AND FIGHTS LIKE A FUCKING GIRL.

This message brought to you by your neighborhood right-hand fairy, Tink.

Heh.

How was that, Peter? We got that idiot good.

[And yes, Hook. He's back to making clock noises for you.] Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock!

Yo! Sword Moron! Get over to the tree house, stat. Where the hell have you been all day? My wings are tired from lookin' around, and all I could find was your dumb shadow. Which may be as shallow as you, but that's about it. I'm bored, and the lost boys are even more lost than usual, and you're not paying enough fucking attention to me-- wait.

You better not be off fraternizing with those fucking mermaids again, I swear. What the hell am I going to do with you.

...

Er, anyway.

I heard that the pirates are mobilizing. Sounds like an adventure, huh? Shit, seriously, Peter, I'm getting all ancey! Let's go, let's go! We'll show them what we've got! Epic sword battles with that loud-mouth, long-haired fish-fodder! We'll win, for sure-- because you're the best with swords, Peter, and you've got the best right-hand fairy to back you up, in all of Neverland! Bring it!


[OOC: Gokudera is Tinkerbell from JM Barrie's Peter Pan, fairy dust and all. If you would like your character to be able to FLY: feel free to just comment here to give him a shake for some pixie dust. Otherwise, he's just flying around Memento looking for Yamamoto.

Warning: Fairies are only big enough to hold one emotion at a time, so expect HUGE uncalled for mood swings at the drop of the hat if you decide to interact with him.]

Tch, if I ever see another person chasing around a turkey, it'll be too soon. Did none of these idiots get the memo that there's FREE damn food everywhere? Che, some of you really need to grow a hobby.

Baseball nutjob, if that 'turkey sushi' you were mumbling about during your nap comes to be a reality, I'm kicking your ass. Also, wipe your drool off the couch cushions.


[Private to the Tenth]

T-tenth! I apologize for what Yamamoto did to our room... tck, I'll get him to change it back, if you don't like it. Who would?!

Also, I have some information for you. It's from Kyouya, about that illusions guy.

Heh. And the catapult's nearly done.

[Private to Fizban...]

We need to talk, old man.

Tenth-! If it all right with you-- Did you want to hang out again?

Tch, seems like everyone's been uncomfortable lately, and maybe it'd be good for the family, or something. That's if you want to invite anyone else.

How've you been holding up lately?

[ooc: Tsuna, he's going to be henceforth glued to you, due to a number of factors. Yes, even more than before. Yes, you have a new shadow. No, not when you shower... though he'll probably be outside the door standing guard with a scrubber-brush.]

[Private;]

Tenth-- ...does he really-? Shit.

I won't let it happen. When I find out who's responsible, I'll take care of it. I won't mess this up.

[//]

Tenth; how are you holding up? I apologize for not being around lately. Shit, I left you all alone--

Won't happen again.

[Screened to Yamamoto;]

Che. So you finally showed your true colours. ...Well fuck you too, who needs you.

Like hell will I let you win. And if you think for a second you're getting anywhere near the Tenth--

Think again.

Move out. Now.
[//]

[Sounds of a clatter, and then, muffled;]

T-tenth...



Tenth, wait.



S-shit.

[Line goes dead.]


[ooc; Gokudera's nightmare (as some of you might have seen if he popped up on your threads searching) was that he couldn't find the Tenth, who was in danger. On his search he was being hounded by angry spirits (playing off of his superstitions) and his sister's none-too-delicious poison cooking. 3% memory spent on-- Remembering Yamamoto TYL telling him that Tsuna is dead, and his sister & her habit of giving him food poisoning.

Another fear of his was realized HERE; losing to Yamamoto Takeshi, being turned away by the Tenth, as useless. Voice post is taken from the log, an accidental recording.

For the remainder of the event, Gokudera will stay 'dead', as a part of Yamamoto's nightmare. Will not reply to any comments here, though will continue to reply to entries before his death.]