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Chapter 2: Let's (Byakuran) pay visit

Tsuna let out a deep breath. He carefully massaged his temples and suppressed the urge of weeping. Reborn would have smacked him hard in the face if the poor Vongola boss had shown his vulnerable side that easily. No, scratch that, he had a very good reason to just run away and cry. Standing in front of his desk was the one and only Byakuran. How did he get in? He has been trying to figure that out for the past 5 years.

"Uh... Byakuran, could you please repeat what you just said?" Tsuna asked slowly, praying he had misheard him.

"Let's become villains!"

If Tsuna swore, he would do it right there. He stared at Byakuran dead straight in the eyes, wondering if the latter had screws loose. He probably did. Tsuna wasn't going to talk any time soon, so Byakuran continued:

"I have recently discovered an interesting find. Since things have been too peacefully lately, and it's been very boring. I was checking on how the other worlds were going. That was when I stumbled upon a bizarre one...It seems that there was actually one parallel universe that I could not get my hands on back then. Actually, I didn't even exist."

"And what does that have to do with us being villains?" Tsuna interrupted. His anxiety levels were increasing.

"Don't be so impatient Tsunayoshi-kun. You see, this world is a lot more different from any other. Because I didn't exist, your cute group of friends never fought me. So-"

"You want to fight them now?" questioned Tsuna, bewildered.

"Yes, you understand so fast these days. I feel as proud as a father," Byakuran wiped an invisible tear.

"And you want me to come with you so we could fight another me..."

"Yes. Oh, but if you do feel lonely, you can invite some of your Guardians."

Tsuna smacked his head on his desk. Papers were flying everywhere after the impact. Just what was Byakuran thinking? He had thought that maybe, after all these years, he had finally gotten to understand Byakuran a bit more.

"What exactly are you thinking?" Tsuna mumbled into the papers.

"Judging from your reaction, I'd say you're not that interested. How disappointing, I thought you would always help the weak," Byakuran pouted.

"HOW EXACTLY IS BECOMING A VILLAIN IN ANOTHER WORLD HELPING!?" Tsuna stood up. His calm demeanor as a boss had been long gone now.

"Whoa, whoa. Tsunayoshi-kun, don't tell me you forgot about all the things that happened when you were in the future? Don't you remember fighting the Millefiore? You have experienced a real war, fought side by side with your friends, gained strength. I still can't believe you defeated me..."

Well, his wild adventure in the future sure did make him stronger. Not that he had a choice. But he had to protect his loved ones. However, if what Byakuran said was true, then the other Vongola family from the parallel world still had a long way to go. He didn't want to boast, but the difference in power between his previous self and the one after his fight with Byakuran was indeed big. The surroundings had forced him to strengthen his will, his power and his bond with his Guardians.

"No matter how much you train, the experience gained in a REAL fight is much more valuable. Are you going to let a group of inexperienced kids be heirs of the next generation family? Others wouldn't miss this precious opportunity of getting rid of them. We need to boost up them a little. So, you in?" quipped Byakuran.

Tsuna knew he had gotten trapped. He felt as if it was his own family and himself that were in trouble. What if there really was a danger in the near future and they weren't ready? What if his family was badly hurt because he was too weak to protect them?

"Could you see their future?" asked Tsuna in worry. He could not believe he was actually falling for it.

"I can't. I already used a lot of power just to see a little of their present. Not existing in their world really is disadvantage for me." Byakuran slowly stretched.

The boss of the great mafia family swallowed thickly. He couldn't go with Byakuran's crazy antics. That was just wrong. Modifying someone's future comes with great consequences. Furthermore, what about his family here? He had to keep taking care of his household. And certain members were pretty troublesome. Not he wasn't pointing anyone in particular.

"Tsuna will come."

A calm voice came from behind the door. It was a little high-pitched. The door slowly opened to show a young hit man.

"Reborn? You heard everything!?" Tsuna knew this was the end. His tutor's words were absolute, unless you had a death wish.

Poor Tsuna was about to faint. What exactly had he gotten himself caught into this time?


Time skip, in one of the countless parallel worlds (you know which one)

Tsuna gripped his stomach tightly. Since the day before, his intuition has been nagging him about something. He felt his stomach twist unpleasantly, pushing the bad feeling further down his gut. Thanks to that, he had to crook his back and walked with much difficulty.

"Snap out of it, No-Good Tsuna." A comical head-butt as speedy as a bullet landed on his face.

"UGYAA! My...My nose!" The soon-to-be-heir of the Vongola family clutched his nose. He finally raised his eyes and looked at his surroundings for the first time since he had entered the grand hall. Irreverent crowds eyed him mockingly. 'Why is everybody watching me?!' It made him feel self-conscious and soon, a little sullen, and he felt the need to leave the place. 'Why do I have to do this...?' he silently sobbed. He wished he could just shrink into nothing under all those conceited gazes.

"Jyuudaime!" a voice suddenly called out loudly behind him. Gokudera was running at full speed towards his boss. They were currently at the Vongola's mansion. Not long after the ring battle had ended, the Ninth had invited them to a gathering to introduce them to several notorious mafia families from Italy. "Are you okay? Are you still exhausted because of the jet lag?"

"N-No. I'm fine Gokudera-kun. I just... feel uneasy," Tsuna said, smiling sheepishly. 'What is my hyper intuition trying to tell me?' he thought.

Gokudera Hayato knitted his eyebrows in worry. He was about to find his boss a nice place to rest when he remembered,

"I tried to contact Chrome like you asked, but no one answered the phone call..."

Tsuna's concern bubbled up to the surface once again. 'Could this be a coincidence? No, I must be overreacting. Right?'

"Yo, Tsuna! Look at all the food we brought," sang Yamamoto merrily. Trotting behind him were Lambo and Ryohei, who were too busy stuffing their mouths to greet him.

"Guys! Have you seen Hibari-san?" Tsuna asked while peeking behind them. The aloof Cloud Guardian had always hated crowds. Tsuna prayed that the mansion would still be standing once the get-together was over. They had put in a lot of effort just to bring Hibari Kyoya here. In order to convince him, they had said, "If you deal with it and take part in the event, you might be able to fight strong people in the near future", blah, blah, blah, or maybe Rokudo Mukuro. But it was all gibberish. Tsuna should have had prepared for his funeral; he was going to die. It would had been best if-

The sudden pain came back, and a lot worse too. 'Something is definitely not right,' he thought. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Reborn holding Leon, which metamorphosed into a gun. '...Reborn?'

"Ran, Ran, Ran, Ran..."

All noise and muttering gradually stopped once the seemingly happy song was within earshot. Everybody looked around to try and find the source of the song.

"Ran, Ran, Ran ..."

The longer it played, the more eerie it seemed. People were now on guard, some were already holding their weapons. Their reaction wasn't a surprise; what else would be expected during a mafia reunion?

"Back off!" Somebody shouted as numerous small orbs shaped in white packman were suddenly scattered everywhere in the ballroom, bouncing up and down. Slowly, they agglomerated into one. Everybody pulled back a few feet, ready to attack. The form was growing larger until-

"Byaku-Ran!" a voice came from inside of the giant white orb, accompanied by a loud popping noise. Tsuna instinctively used his forearms to block any impact from the sudden outburst and tried to figure out what was going on through the smoke.

"EXTREME! Is this child's play?" yelled Ryohei.

"Are you an idiot, Turf-head?! This was definitely not planned for entertainment!" shouted a frustrated Gokudera. He defensively stood in front of his boss, fully alert. Not only him, but all the present Guardians had already closed off their distance with Tsuna.

"Hn Hn Hn〜 Well? Was that amusing?" Someone spoke through the haze, causing the atmosphere to tense. As the fog dispersed, a figure was revealed before them; a man who liked the color white a little too much stood there nonchalantly. All weapons were now pointed at him.

"Who sent you here?" said the Ninth, demanding for the reason of the sudden intrusion.

"I was bored, so I came here to play. Do you happen to serve marshmallows?"

"Bastard... Are you playing with us?!" snarled Coyote Nougat. Insulting the boss of Vongola was unforgivable. 'How dare this man, whose name was not even known, use such a disrespectful tone?!' Timiteo raised his hand to silence him.

"Just kidding〜 I brought one with me." He rummaged through his pocket, ignoring the instant clicks from the guns, and took out a full-sized marshmallow bag. Tsuna give a comical sweat dropped.

"I'm actually here to meet the strongest Famiglia~"

'Meet?' he thought. His hyper intuition was still running wild. 'Wait, there is still something missing...'

"I'm glad you weren't shy about showing yourself," started Reborn, "but hurry up and call your partner,"

All eyes narrowed at the doorway when they heard their second opponent enter the room.

Footsteps echoed through the dimmed corner of the hallway. The guards separated into two groups. One stayed where they were while the other approached the second intruder.

"I picked up a tardy guest by the entrance just now." His voice was somewhat modulated, as if distorted by some electronic equipment. The change in frequency of his voice vibrated like when one talked into a fan, making it impossible to figure what his voice really sounded like. Dressed in white clothing, similar to the other interloper's and wearing a mask, the new arrival gripped a hostage by the shoulder. He covered her mouth with one hand and the other held a trident close to her throat threateningly. "So we came in together."

"Chrome!" the group of adolescents gasped simultaneously.

"Damn it, using such a low trick..." growled Gokudera. Yamamoto took a step forward and held Ryohei by the arm, his eyebrows furrowed in anger. He knew it was better to suppress his emotions than let them out like a certain someone who was struggling to keep himself still.

"Whoa, whoa. Don't treat us like that. Like I said, we're only here to introduce ourselves and-" The first trespasser couldn't even finish his sentence before Tsuna swallowed two pills and went into hyper dying will mode. He clenched his teeth, ready to dash in and attack, but Reborn hit his forehead, hard enough to send Tsuna stumbling backwards.

"No-Good Tsuna, stand where you are," Reborn said. His words were cold as he tipped his fedora down to cast a shadow over his eyes.

They were definitely dangerous.


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