Patience, my friends. I kind of dragged out the prologue. Future chapters will be All27, like seriously, All27. Other than maybe…nope, completely All27. Tsuna is to be shared.

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Nana would always act different. Sometimes she would be the loving and overbearing mom that Tsuna felt was his real mother. Other times she would be pleading with him to work, train, or study. Which he, of course, could never refuse. No matter what she asked. The most common times though, were the worst. Most of the time she would force herself to smile. She was completely the same overbearing mother, but Tsuna knew that she was almost constantly worried about something. He knew that whatever it was had to do with why she worked him so hard.

He also knew that whatever it was had to be kept a secret. Call it intuition, but he was certain that he was never supposed to ask her why. Never supposed to talk about it. That was why he never did, he hardly talked at all because of it.

One day; however, was different. He and Nana were signing him up for public school, the first grade. The lady in the office was busy, so they went out to play for a bit while they waited. Nana pushed Tsuna on a swing, smiling and laughing with him. Then all of a sudden, Tsuna knew. He knew that now was the time to ask. The only time he could ask. So when he finally knew he could after so long, he asked her in a daze. The swing slowed. He had to know.

"Kaa-chan…why?"

He didn't address what it was, he didn't directly address any of his questions. But somehow, Nana knew as well. She took in a slow breathe, tears adorning her eyes. She hugged him lightly, so lightly, that it was as if she was afraid to break him.

She let go, facing him now with tears streaming down her cheeks, "Tsu-kun… your dad is in the mafia."

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By third grade, he noticed that people had stopped watching them so much. His mom seemed so much more cheery; more like herself. They laughed at stupid things and had fun together. Because they weren't being watched so much, Nana bought him tons of training supplies. With cash withdrawals rather than credit or checks. Tsuna trained more and more, knowing that the stronger he was, the less he worried his mom. Yet even after years of training, his mom still marveled at how petite and girly he looked. It was a perfect and natural disguise.

Nana had him hide how physically fit he was. She hid how smart he had become, even to Papa. Over time Tsuna had started to become mute at school. He didn't answer teachers. He got low but passing grades. He was never good at sports. Well, one time he kicked a soccer ball in the goal because Kyoko was watching, but that's an exception. When he asked her why he had to pretend to be so bad at the things she trained him for, she would only respond that she didn't want him to be next. That the training was "just in case" he was forced into the same business as his father. She wanted him to lead a fulfilling life, she wanted him to be as unappealing and as unthreatening to the mafia as possible.

Before he knew it, he had lived so long in secret that lies became who he was. Not that he lied so much, just that he hid himself. He was mute at school, other than an occasional encounter with Kyoko, Hana, or even more occasionally Mochida. Thanks to that very person his name had been spread through the school as 'Dame-Tsuna', or 'No good-Tsuna'. He had started teasing him since their first encounter. With Tsuna's muteness, low grades and overall pathetic fake self, Mochida never ran out of reasons to continue teasing him either.

Once he joined middle school, Nana truly believed that he had a good chance of being free from the mafia. That's why it was so devastating to her when she got a letter in the mail for a home tutor to train her kid to be the best of his generation. A kind suggestion to which she was inclined to decline. That's why she did.

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Hoped you enjoyed the slow prologue, I tried to keep it short. This story will have a lot in common with canon, but won't be the exact same. It will be filled with All27 of course, and there will be small twists everywhere.