He should have been able to return. He should have been able to go home to his mom and enjoy the hectic dinners. He should have been able to return to his normal (or as normal as it gets for a future mafia boss with crazy comrade) junior high school life. But… he didn't.

Ah, what a pretty sky. And this breeze… so perfect. And look at those fluffy clouds. Like marshmallows. I wanna lie here forever and -wait.

"What the hell am I doing?!" He sits up quickly and gets bombarded by a sudden pain throughout his body. "ITE, ITE!"

What happened? He thinks back to his last memory. That's right! We were transported back to our time by the machine! So that means-!

"-this is the present!" His face glows. "Wait, where are the others?"

He got on his feet and looked around. He was on the edge of a forest that rested on a tall hill. He saw the city right at the foot. We must have been sent back to different areas. I'll go make sure everyone's back. As he ran down the hill, he didn't even notice the Colosseum standing tall in the far distance.

Somewhere in Italy

A man wearing a lab coat walks through the hallway. Debris is everywhere and a lot of the walls and ceiling is collapsed. He walks up to a two huge metal doors and taps his key card against the receiver. The doors slide open and he strolls on in. He walked a long while before seeing a man sitting on the floor.

"*Still working?" The man in the lab coat asks.

"*You know you could've just used the shortcut." The man in the grey jumpsuit points the the gigantic hole in the wall. The sun shines through casting dark shadows. The other man shrugs.

"*Did you find it yet?"

"*No. The tracker was probably damaged in the escape. Damn! I told the stupid guards to go easy on her!"

"*If they went easy they would have died. What's done is done, Meo. Besides, how hard is it to find a robot?" Meo chuckled sarcastically and turned away. Hard. It would be very hard to find this one. After all…

There he was. Sitting down on a street corner hugging his knees with his I-am-so-screwed face. Tsuna, after entering the city and noticing that no one looked Japanese, and by hearing the familiar phrase ciao being thrown out of everyone's mouth, realized that he was most likely in Italy. WHAT THE HELL DO I DO?! Should I buy a plane ticket back to Japan. He didn't even need to look in his pockets to throw that idea straight out of the window. Yes! I should call them! I should at least have- He got depressed after remembering that Japanese currency wouldn't work in Italy. Screwed. I am SO screwed. Just then he saw something. Someone was walking across the street. A black-haired girl…who looked Japanese! Tsuna got up.

"Wait!" He tried to get her attention but fell flat on his face. Damn it! He looked up quickly to find her standing directly in front of him.

"*What are you doing on the ground?" She asked in a flat tone. Italian. He tried to reply in the only foreign language he was taught. English.

"Um! You... talk. Japanese?" Tsuna was shocked at his own horrible skill. I didn't get that nickname for nothing… He slumped down again. "Damn it! How do I go back now?!"

"*Analyzing vocabulary. Translating. Japanese. Switching output language from Italian to Japanese. Complete." She looked down at the depressed Tsuna who didn't seem to hear her. "Can you… understand me now?"

Tsuna jolted up.

"Japanese! You can speak Japanese!" His face lit up.

"Yes, there is no language I cannot-" Tsuna took her hand.

"Thank goodness! Now I can go home!" It took him a moment to realize that he was still holding her hand. "Uwah! Sorry!"

He let go. "Hey, can you please help me? I'm kind of lost at the moment."

"Name." She said mechanically.

"My name? My name is Sawada Tsunayoshi but that's kind of a mouthful so Tsuna is fine. Man, am I glad!"

"Objective."

"Um. To go home to Japan, I guess." Tsuna was of course weirded out but this was the least weird thing he had encounter from prior experience. Just then a strong wind blew and Tsuna's gloves left his pocket and fell onto the cobblestone. The wind was moving them closer to the street. "Woah! My gloves!"

He quickly ran after them.

"Current status: standby. New objective: Go home. Destination: Japan. Substitute boss: Sawada Tsunayoshi aka Tsuna." His named echoed on her cold lips.

Thank you for reading! Still trying to figure out exactly how everything works on this site. This is absolutely the first fanfic I ever publish, so please bear with my inexperience! Please, please review and/or comment. However it works. I hope to continue this and to make it awesome-er :)

Note: "*" indicates conversation in Italian.