Disclaimer; I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn in any way, shape or form. This will not be sold for profit or whathave you, and is purely for the fan base entertainment and because it won't leave me the fuck alone.

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We all scoff at legends, those fairytales in the night, the little stories meant to scary our children off into bed. But some of those legends happen to be true and in the strangest ways possible…

He should really be used to this by now, he should, but he wasn't. There was just something about his inhuman genetic makeup that caused his metabolism to eat away at whatever he ingested at lightning speed. Literally. He could probably eat an entire feast in one day and be starving the next! Which was why he was staring at the man in front of him with just a hint of his young adolescent and sheepish look peering through as he prepared himself for the low key tirade sure to come.

"You do realize this is the fourth one this week don't you?" came the sharp biting comment he knew so well.

"Hehe, is it really?" came the laughing response.

"Don't play that game with me Giotto," the man bite back, gesturing to the ground, "For your sake I hope this girl didn't have any papers like the last two! Do you have any idea how hard it is to cover this up? Humans may have shoved your kind off into legend but that doesn't mean they won't make wild theories. Giotto Cervello, the famous underground business man won't last long if this keeps happening."

This brought a sigh from the so named Giotto, hand resting on one narrow hip as he stared down at his own damnation, a woman in her mid-twenties and very, very dead.

"I know…" he muttered, running his fingers through his blond tresses, "but."

The other man raised an eyebrow as he studied the blonde in front of him, noticing the sudden change in tone and manner, the sudden sense of being hunted, trapped, caged, death on his door step.Giotto pushed back his bangs, his golden orange jewels of eyes suddenly no longer warm and welcoming, the invitation passed as they gave off a supernatural glow in the dark the entirety of his eyes taken over by the color of flames.

"You'll take care of it as you always do," Giotto stated airily, dropping his hands to his side to stride up next to the taller man. For the shorter of the two, he certainly did hold the breath of the air. "Taking care of it is the key to our survival, and if you fail… Well. We'll just have to go back to old traditions won't we?"

With his piece stated, the blonde disappeared from the maze, like smoke he had vanished into thin air. Something, that no matter how many times the taller man saw it, caused a chill to shiver down his spine. But did he really ever let that bother him before? Pfft. No.

"Well, back to work it is then. Hmph. Vampires. "

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Author's Note; Yea. We're starting back at square one. And I must tell you. I'm still not satisfied with this prologue. BUT IT WILL DO. Just. MEH. And yes, it's short as hell. vampire!Giotto amuses the shit out of me. No lie. I'm also amused that an Oliver and Company song popped on write when I was writing 'death on his door step'. I was like, '… I THOUGHT THIS WAS A KIDS MOVIE?" Anyways. Yea. I'm back in business folks. Next chapter, next week and yadada.

OHHEY. I need a beta reader. So they can help me when I don't feel like a chapter's going right. EBcause really the only reason I got this piece of crap down is because I was talking about fanfictions with someone and then pondered the prologue while drawing a Pern character. Speaking drawing, I have AP Art homework. So if I don't get a new chapter up every week, don't panic. I'm probably just catching up on RPs and homework. SO NO WORRIES.

Reviews would be nice.