The cafe was small, embedded into a corner of an aging building of limestone. There was a outside sitting area, consisting of two tables and four chairs total. The outside area was shaded by a small white and red paracel, sticking out of the ground and held in place by a few potted plants. The cafe itself was never busy, only ever steady with the flow of a few locals or regulars every so often. They kept in business due to the cafe being owned by a member of the newly formed Procione Famiglia, the boss liking the cafe for its cake and espresso and buying the cafe out. Due to the knowledge of who owned the cafe, only member of the Procione and Sciacallo stopped by.

"Emilio, sir, you have a phone call." A man, set up at one of the two outside tables, looked up from his morning paper and set down his cup of steaming coffee.

"Give it here, Fabrizio," the man, Emilio spoke, holding a hand out for the cell phone. Fabrizio, a man with a buzz-cut, black suit, and a jagged scar stretching from his temple to his nose, handed the simple black flip phone over to his boss.

"Ciao," Emilio spoke. "You have news?"

"Ciao, Emi," a male's voice spoke. "I do, I do. I found out who attacked Nero's Famiglia." Emilio leaned forward in his chair, his lips tugging into a smirk.

"Pray tell, Santino, who destroyed our dear brother's work?"

"The Hibari Clan. They Clan's whereabouts aren't clearly known to any regular Mafia Member but I found that they reside in Namimori, Japan."

"Of course Japan," Emilio rolled his eyes. "But Namimori? Never heard of it. You'd think a strong Clan like them would reside in Tokyo or Kyoto. The populated places. Hide in plain sight."

"No no, fratello," Santino spoke and Emilio could hear groaning in the background. "Namimori is apparently some sort of weird town."

"Weird how? Like, supernatural weird?" Emilio teased, deciding to amuse his little brother.

"No, idiot! Like, it seems everyone is attracted to this town. The Hibari Clan hails from it, rumors that the Vongola First settled there, the lineages of Vongola's birth are descents there...I heard THE Reborn is there right now, too. Something's weird about this town, fratello, and Vongola seems to be at the center of it."

"Oh?" Emilio tugged on his beard, pushing himself up and wavering when his stomach knocked the table out of place. "How fun sounding. We should go one day!"

"Enough of the jokes, please," Santino sighed. "I'll send you the rest of the details. Ah, Nero's waking up. I'll contact you later! Ciao!" The line went dead and Emilio handed the phone back to his subordinate, patting his round belly.

"It's getting active," Emilio chuckled, a dark look twisting his features, "how fun."

"No." Tsuyoshi crossed his arms.

"But-"

"No."

" Dad -"

"No." Tsuyoshi was having none of Takeshi's shit. "No swimming. Nu-uh. Nope. Not happening. We're keeping you two in a PG setting, if you'd please." Tsuna squeaked, blushing as he stammered out, "Wh-what?"

"Damn," Tsuyoshi heard Hayato grumble under his breath, "cock-blocked hard right there."

"Dad! We just wanna go to the pool! Com'on!" Takeshi was not whining or stomping his feet, no he was not.

"Baseball-Idiot, I don't want you getting any perverted ideas while seeing Tsuna-sama half-naked!" Hayato snapped finally and Tsuyoshi had to restrain himself from crying tears of joy that at least one of them were sane.

"It-it's fine guys! We can just go get ice cream instead," Tsuna stammered and Hayato rounded on him, figurative puppy ears and tail visible.

"Yes Tsuna-sama! Ice cream sounds good!" Tsuna blushed at the attention and Takeshi gave a very fake laugh, his arm finding Tsuna's shoulder.

"Yeah Tsuna! Ice cream sounds great!" Takeshi spoke and Tsuyoshi could see the sparks flying between the two older teens.

Tsuyoshi didn't know what to do - ignore it or consult with the moms.

"I'll go grab some then. Hayato, you pick out a movie for us to watch and Takeshi...what are the rules," Tsuna deadpanned.

"Haha! Don't touch your waist unless I'm initiating a tickle war!" Takeshi said, his arms held high and his laughter slightly forced.

"Right." Tsuna nodded and with a wave, left the sushi restaraunt and the three other males.

"You are such a idiot," Hayato immediately snapped and Tsuyoshi jumped at the open hostility in the boy's voice towards his son. "You didn't even ask Tsuna-sama out until you were thirty! Don't go trying to make a move sooner, idiot. I'll fucking castrate you!"

Takeshi didn't have time to reply before his father took Hayato by the shoulders and was sobbing 'thank you' over and over again while Hayato flailed, looking panicked.

"Hm...strawberry, vanilla, and grape. I think that'll do." Tsuna looked in his shopping bag at his ice cream selections before looking up. He stopped, his feet frozen as he stared at the man ahead of him looking around, seemingly lost.

The man, wearing a black suit and a black fedora, felt wrong . There was some sort of wrongness that made Tsuna unable to get any closer to the man.

"Oh, good." The man's eyes landed on Tsuna and he was marching up to the teen. The man, while looking foreign, had no accent and spoke clear, perfect Japanese. "I'm lost. I'm trying to find this address. I was with my companions who knew where to go but I got distracted and separated from them." The man's voice was tinged in desperation but, for some reason, it sounded fake.

Maybe it was because the man's face was a perfectly blank mask?

"S-sure," Tsuna spoke warily and reached for the paper. He looked at the address and his insides turned cold.

"This...this is my address," Tsuna whispered and a heavy hand landed on his shoulder and he looked up to the man, a vicious smirk now filling his expression.

"Don't you know, Dame-Tsuna," the man spoke with a purr that just promised pain and something, something deep deep deep within Tsuna, twinged. "You shouldn't be so willing to help strangers. You don't know what they'll do."

Sciacallo - jackal

Procione - raccoon

Avvoltoio - vulture

Emilio (29) - boss of Procione Famiglia

Santino (27) - boss of Sciacallo Famiglia

Nero (35) - boss of Avvoltoio Famiglia

Name meanings:

Emilio - Rival

Santino - Saint

Nero - the strong one

Ettore (will appear) - loyal