YESSSSSS! I finally got the remake of Amnesia, or Something More? out!

I'd been rather distracted with my Disney-KHR mix fic, and my one-shots... ( - _ - ) Anyway, I rewrote the entire plot, so it's gonna be slightly, maybe a lot, different from the original one you guys have read...

I'll try my best to explain some things that might be confusing as I'm starting to lose interest in this idea, since I had to plan it out (oh, the horror!) and the idea of trying my hand at drawing it into a doujin is so tempting :| Enjoy~~

Oh, I need a new title for this! I don't wanna go back to Amnesia, or Something More? :O Sorry, I'm being picky at the moment!

Mysteries of Tsuna

-The Return of The Not-So Badass Mafioso-

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sound of light, fleeting footsteps echo on Namimori Middle's empty school grounds as a mop of messy brown hair rounds a corner. The student's tie is made up in a sloppy manner and the buttons of his school uniform is messed up.

The beige gakuren of Namimori Middle hangs loosely on his shoulders as he runs down the halls to his new classroom. He adjusts his grip on his school bag, quickening his pace before the bell rings in ten seconds. His brown locks are swept back from the quick speed he runs in as his class door comes into view.

Sliding the door open before he crashes into it, he is propelled into the classroom from the unexpected halt of his feet. He tumbles, falling forward and does a clumsy forward roll before settling at the front of the classroom. Laying on his back, his chest heaves heavily as he tries to catch his breath once more. Sports has never been his thing, and never will be!

"Dame-Tsuna, you're a helpless case."

Caramel eyes meet bottomless onyx ones of the toddler-sized homeroom teacher. A yellow pacifier hangs from around the toddler's neck, dangling about as he lands on the student's chest. Tsuna's head lolls back, hitting the tiled floor. He curses his bad luck in getting Reborn as his homeroom teacher. Of all teachers, why Reborn? Why is he even here? He's in his toddler form!

"Oi, Dame-Tsuna. Introduce yourself."

The toddler whacks the teen on the head, earning a yelp from the boy and a few giggles from the girls at the cute pout from the said teen. As Reborn returns to his perch on the teacher's table, Tsuna stands up from his position on the floor. He dusts and fixes his uniform, clearing his throat out of embarrassment. His first day, and he's been humiliated by Reborn!

"E-eto, hello. I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi, I've come to Japan from Italy. Please treat me well..."

Then, he bows a full ninety degrees, unaware of the whispers going about between his fellow classmates. Many are frozen in their seats as their horrifying nightmare is now in front of them while some others giggle and whisper at his cute and innocent looks.

"Hm, another obnoxious monkey to our already rumbustious class..."

"Hana-chan, I'm sure he's not that bad. Look at him, he's so cute and innocent! I call dibs on him!"

"Hahi! No way, Haru called dibs on him first, desu~"

As Tsuna straightens up, he sweatdrops at the loud group of girls at the back of the classroom. Is calling dibs on him necessary? The trio consists of a cute, auburn-haired girl with a tomboyish haircut, a brunette who seems to be ogling at him and a raven-haired girl, eyeing him with a sense of disinterest.

Tsuna makes a mental note to avoid the raven one, and possibly the brunette too, at all costs. He hopes the auburn-haired girl isn't as crazy as her friends. He smiles a small smile at her, earning a light blush and a smile in return. Yup, definitely not crazy. A whack to the back of his head reminds him that Reborn is his homeroom teacher.

"Go sit between Yamamoto and Gokudera. You know who they are, Dame-Tsuna."

A raven-haired boy waves happily, a wide grin growing steadily on his tanned face while a silver-haired teen appears to have a pair of dog ears and a tail wagging behind him. Tsuna nearly facepalms as Gokudera enters his faithful righthand man mode.

"Haha, sit here, Tsuna! I'm glad we're in the same class!"

Tsuna grins sheepishly at the baseball-loving swordsman. Where else would I be? You guys are my guardians, after all...

"Baka, I was supposed to say that to Jyuudaime!"

"Ahaha, I'm sure Tsuna doesn't mind... Right, Tsuna?"

"A-ah, yeah! It's fine, Gokudera-kun!"

The silver-haired teen, known as Gokudera Hayato, grumbles hotly under his breath as he curses the Japanese swordsman. The said Japanese teen, known as Yamamoto Takeshi merely laughs his curses off with his trademark carefree laugh. Meanwhile, Tsuna sweatdrops at their one-sided bickering... If it can even be labeled as bickering...

BANG!

A bullet whizzes past Tsuna's ears, the whistle of the bullet roaring in his ears as a couple of sienna strands fall away. It takes a second for Tsuna's mind to realize that a bullet had just missed him by a hair's breadth, another second as a terrified "HIIIEEE!" rips from his voice box, and a third for him to jump out of his skin. Overall, Tsuna pretty much has a slow reaction to danger.

"You would've been dead by now, Dame-Tsuna. I'll be tripling your training regiments as a punishment for slacking."

"W-what? That's not fair, Reborn!"

"Hn, life's not fair, Dame-Tsuna. You, of all people should know that."

While the hitman and brunette bicker- well, one-sided bickering with Reborn countering Tsuna's grumbles, the other students pale as they wonder how they had gotten a dangerous homeroom teacher who owns a gun. This is going to be a long day...

So, how was it? I'm going to start off slow with this one, hopefully I'll type out longer chapters and settle this within 20-30 chapters ( - _ - ) As you can see, I made loads of changes here and there... Hopefully, the response to this will be as good as the original! :O

REVIEW PLEASE! I NEED YOUR RESPONSE OR I'LL LET THIS FIC ROT AWAY UNTIL I FEEL LIKE UPDATING IT!