A/N: I just wanted to have a try at this... I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BTW :)
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Sawada Tsunayoshi stared down at the seemingly innocent piece of paper in his hand.
This shouldn't be possible.
He had made sure that there was no way that this fiendish piece of paper would ever end up on his desk. He had created fake addresses and paper trails, buying small houses left and right all over the globe. Of course he put those houses to good use by letting his famiglia live in them, but still he had put a lot of money into all of those houses. All to make the possibility of this letter showing up at this address out of all the ones that held his name around one in a million.
Not to mention he was the Vongola Decimo, for heavens sake! One would think that would mean that people can't just find his address and mail him things. The extra houses had been his own precaution, or back up plan if you will, something he had taken to always having after all of his years with Reborn as his tutor. That just in case never should have had to be needed though. This address was supposed to be top secret, and guarded on the same level as government information. No one knew his address, not even him!
Yet there is was.
Staring at him in all of its evil glory.
He could honestly say that he hated this piece of paper more than all of the paperwork he had ever done... combined.
Now what did this piece of paper contain?
Nothing too life threatening... just an invitation to his Middle School Reunion.
Yes, that's right, the most horrible thing he had ever witnessed was just an invitation to a reunion. A Middle School Reunion at that.
To Tsuna however it meant impending doom. He would be forced to sit in a room with all of the people he had spent his middle school life with. Most people would think that it would be fun to meet up with people they hadn't seen in a decade. To catch up, see who married who, who became famous or celebrated, and who failed horribly.
This is what made Tsuna want to moan in dispair. He didn't want to see the people he went to Middle School with, back when he had been Dame-Tsuna. If he was to be honest he really hadn't changed that much in the time that passed.
The only difference was that now he was the head of the strongest Mafia family in the world. And, so what if he was the head of the Vongola? He still viewed himself as Dame Tsuna and was sure his classmates would still think so too. He could probably show up on a helicopter and fly, using his dying will flames, into the room and they would still see Dame-Tsuna.
Yes, he was positive that to his classmates he would always be Dame.
But the young man had no choice but to attend.
Why you ask?
On the bottom of the letter it read "Reunion put together by Midori Kyatsu and Kyoko Sasagawa."
Now Tsuna no longer had a crush on his Guardians sister. Instead he viewed her as his own sister and as such he would never dream of upsetting her by skipping out on something like this.
'10 Year Class Reunion, here I come' he thought with a sigh.
This was not going to be fun.
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It was a Friday afternoon and a certain classroom in Namimori Middle was covered in balloons, ribbons and streamers. Above the door was a banner reading 'Welcome Back Class of 20XX'.
Said room was also slowly filling up with adults who had not stepped foot in these halls for ten years. For some those years seemed to drag on and on, but to others it had gone by in the blink of an eye.
Soon enough the classroom was full of loud chatter and swarming with gossip. Most of this gossip was centered around the chalkboard, where many pictures had been taped, all showcasing the classmates years together.
"Oh look! That's when Oishi fell asleep and we drew all over his face!" The picture in question included a boy sleeping on his desk looking like Jigglypuff had drawn on him. There was a boy standing behind him holding up a peace sign and a marker.
"I remember this day! It was right after midterms and we all got our grades back. Kanae and I were so happy that we passed we had to take this picture!" This one included two girls, one with black hair, the other with a dark green holding up two tests with 85%'s on them.
"Look, look! This is from our last day as a class. We all had to stand up front and take one last photo together!"
"Let's see if we can name everyone!"
"Yeah! Okay that one is Yuki."
"And here I am. I used to be so skinny."
"Be quiet Risa you still are! I swear three kids did nothing to you. Oh look here is Atobe. I used to have the biggest crush on him."
"Oh I bet everyone can name him!" said a Oishi pointing to a young man in the photograph.
"Of course. That's Yamamoto Takeshi! He was the baseball star, best on the team his first year."
"He was my favorite player. I was so sure he would go Pro. I can't believe talent like that was wasted" said Risa
"Eh? You mean he hasn't gone pro?"
"No. I now manage a baseball team, so I would know. Unfortunately I have never seen his name mentioned on any rosters anywhere."
"Wow. That's a real shock."
"Wonder what he does now?"
"Didn't his dad run a sushi shop?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"He did. I remember walking in there once and seeing Yamamoto-san helping him out behind the counter."
"Well then I bet he ended up taking over the shop."
"Probably."
"Still though, I would watch baseball just to stare at him."
"You and half of the female population!"
"Oh lookie here! Now this boy was all kinds of gorgeous!"
"The bad boy with the smoldering green eyes, Gokudera Hayato."
"I could have spent hours just staring at him."
"Not could have, you did Midori."
"Hey! He was a fine specimen." Midori countered
"And he was a genius to boot. Aced every single test with no problem."
"I bet you that he is either a model or some kind of genius scientist guy."
"Genius scientist guy? Really Kyo, is that what they are called?"
"Shut up!"
"Haha guys look at this!"
"Oh my god I almost forgot he was in our class."
"He was such a loser."
"I remember him running around in his boxers."
"Oh, that's right. I remember that now!"
"What was his name again?"
"It was Dame-Tsuna."
"Yeah, good old Dame-Tsuna."
"But you have to admit he was looking cuter by the end of our third year." said a girl in the back
"What? We are talking about Dame-Tsuna here right?"
"Yeah, but he had changed you know? Not quite as clumsy, and he just seemed more... I don't know the word for it. And don't pretend you didn't notice those rings he started wearing. They made him seem kind of..." said the same girl
"Your serious?"
"Well I mean I guess he had to be kind of cool or something. Why else would Yamamoto and Gokudera hang out with him?"
This continued for a few more minutes until eventually people started to back away from the board and started examining other parts of the room.
"I got some of the best sleep of my life at this desk!" said Midori laughing.
"Well then it's no wonder you almost failed!"
"I loved sitting in the back! I could get away with everything." stated Oishi grinning.
"I wrote my first real poem at this desk. To think that I am now a professional poet just seems so amazing."
"This is where you slipped that note to me, asking me on our first date. It's hard to believe we're married."
Suddenly everything seemed to get quite as a man walked into the room. It was a face they had not seen in may years, and it's appearance startled them.
"Nezu-sensei?"
"You haven't changed a bit!"
"You still teach here?"
"Wow talk about blast to the past."
"Alright everyone. While it is very good to see you all why don't we just settle down a little bit. Everyone back to your old seats. For those of you who don't remember I still have your seating chart, so come up to the front and take a peak at it."
"Eh? You still have that Nezu-sensei?" shouted someone from the back of the room.
"Of course. You all were one of my best classes, with a few exceptions."
Everyone of course knew the people he was talking about but only one person voiced them.
"Like Oishi and Dame-Tsuna?"
"Hey I am not as bad as Dame-Tsuna!" yelled Oishi gaining more than a few laughs.
"I don't know Oishi. Weren't you the one who started a fire in chemistry?"
"Oh I remember that! A whole wing of the school had to be evacuated!"
"Hey! That's not fair!" yelled Oishi "I swear I was bumped into!"
"Haha sure you were~"
"Alright class lets reintroduce ourselves okay? Say your name, your current career, and your goals for the future."
"Really sensei?"
"Yes. And since you asked you may start us off Kanae."
"Fine. Hey it's me, Honda Kanae. I am currently working as a manager to an up and coming idol at Akitoki Agency. In the future I hope to see her become one of the brightest stars in Japan, though I have a feeling it may take a while. Please cheer us both on." she said while grinning.
"Alright, I guess that means I'm next." said the boy behind Kanae " My name is Nakamura Sora. I am currently a Professional Tennis player. One day I hope to be the best in the world and get Namimori on the map!"
At this a lot of people in the class started to offer their congratulations. Sora had always loved Tennis and everyone was happy that he had made it to the Pro's like he had always dreamed.
"I'm up then I guess. My name is Mogami Yuki, though I got married so everyone probably remembers me as Setsui Yuki. I am currently in college to get my degree in medicine. My goal in the future is to become one of the top surgeons in Japan."
Then all of a sudden a hush fell over the room.
Why wasn't anyone speaking?
Well the answer was obvious.
The next seat was empty.
"Who sat there?"
"I don't know. Who's not here?"
"Was it Gokudera-san?"
"No Gokudera-san sat way over there. Maybe it was Yamamoto?"
"No. He sat in front of me."
"What about that girl Miyaki?"
"No, she sat next to me. I remember because I always wanted to cheat off her but was too scared I would get caught."
"Then who is missing?"
"That was Tsuna's seat." Said a voice from across the room.
Everyone looked towards the voice to find a young lady standing in the open doorway. She had long auburn hair, that unlike her past hair style did not flip out on the ends. Her eyes were almost the color of pure gold and although there was almost no make up on her face she looked stunning. She was wearing a light blue sundress with a while floral pattern and a matching cardigan. Long gone were the days of a young girl wearing a Namimori Middle School uniform.
Yet everyone knew who she was regardless.
"Kyoko-chan?" Yelled several of the girls past classmates.
"Hi everyone." responded the girl in question smiling at her classmates. "Sorry I am late Sensei. I had to run home to get changed on my way back from work and ended up being late."
"That's okay Miss Sasagawa, after all you are the one who planned this whole affair. I think we can forgive you for being a few minutes late. But since your here why don't you take a seat at your old desk and continue where we left off."
"Of course, but I need to know what we were doing first sensei." she said as she closed the door and silently drifted back to her seat. There was no way she could have forgotten where she sat in a classroom that held so many precious memories to her.
"We were telling everyone your name, your career and your dreams or hopes for the future."
"Okay. Hello again everyone my name is Sasagawa Kyoko. I am now a police officer working here in Namimori. My dream is continue 'catching the bad guys' if you will, and to help my friend restore something dear to them."
Yes, in the end Kyoko had become a cop, however you could say she was a 'corrupt' one. She always lent a hand to the Vongola, never once arresting a member. She knew just as much as anyone that what they were trying to do was for good, and not for evil. In her mind the Vongola were like a league of Batman's, protecting the people outside the law.
"Wow!"
"That's so amazing Kyoko-chan!"
"Yeah that's so cool!"
"I never knew you wanted to be a -"
All conversation halted however when a sudden boom shook the school.
Everyone remained deathly quiet as voices started to reach their ears.
"-san! You have to stop throwing your dynamite! We are on school property now."
Throwing dynamite?
"But Jyuudaime that stupid cow-"
"Who are you calling stupid Baka-dera?"
"Why you!"
"Haha let's just calm down Hayato."
"I won't calm down, and stop calling me that you sword freak."
Sword freak?
"Yeah he's right guys. Let's just all calm down and-"
"What are you Herbivores doing here?"
Herbivores?Only one person would say that... Oh god no.
"We are here for a class reunion. What are you doing here?"
"I was walking by when I saw the explosion. I trust nothing is damaged."
"Of course not Kyoya."
Wait. Had someone just call Hibari, Kyoya? Is it the Apocalypse?
"Hn. I expect a fight later Ominvore."
"Not tonight, I already have to fight Mukuro. He deemed that me choosing Rock Paper Scissors as a rematch was unacceptable."
Had Hibari just called someone something other that a herbivore? And had that someone just turned him down for a fight?
"Tomorrow morning then."
"Alright. I will be there at 10 o'clock."
"Hn."
"Hey! Where are you going now Hibari? Don't you at least want to stop in for a second?"
If there is a God please let him say no!
"I have no time to waste on these Herbivores. Do not forget tomorrow Omnivore."
"... I won't"
"Haha looks like you will be busy!"
"More like bruised."
"You'll be fine Tsuna-nii. You fight both Mukuro and Hibari at least once a weak and always win. Not to mention that bastard Reborn."
Who is this Tsuna-nii? It cant possibly be...
"For once the cow idiot is right Jyuudaime."
"Shut up Baka-dera!"
"Why are you even here?"
"I heard Nee-san was holding a party so I had to come. Not to mention I go to this school now so you can't stop me!"
Who are these people?
"Guys we're here. Please do what I asked you to while we were on the plane okay?"
"Of course Jyuudaime!"
"Haha sure Tsuna!"
Suddenly the door opened and in stepped one of the most beautiful young adults anyone had ever seen.
The person in question had shaggy obsidian hair that curled around his ears. His eyes were a startling shade of green that seemed to piece the hearts of nearly every person in the room, both men and women. One of these eyes were closed however in what appeared to be boredom, and under his open eye there was a marking that seemed to resemble a hash tag. The young man was wearing a cow print button up shirt with the top few buttons undone, that no doubt would have looked absolutely ridiculous on everyone else, as well as a pair of stylish black pants. His body language was very laid back, his hands resting in his pants pockets.
You could have heard a pin drop as he scanned the room from the back to the front. When his eyes landed on Kyoko he gave a small wave but when his eyes found Nezu-sensei a small smile formed on his face.
"Well, if it isn't my favorite teacher. I didn't know you were so old that you taught Tsuna-nii and the others. I mean I knew you were old but I never thought that you were that ancient. I guess I really can call you Dinosaur-san."
The man in question, also know as Nezu-sensei, was quickly becoming red in the face and would have no doubt blown up on the boy if it wasn't for the next person who slid through the door. While placing an arm on the young man in cow prints shoulders a new face entered the view of the classroom.
"Maa Maa Lambo. You shouldn't talk to your elders like that."
If the younger man was hot, than this man was absolutely beautiful. Unlike the other male this man's dark hair was cut shorter, barely even touching his ears. His eyes were smaller than the younger boys and they held much more wisdom in their depths yet still seemed so carefree. If Kyoko's eyes were a pure gold then this man's eyes could be said to have a smoldering golden glow. His face was angular and there was a scar on his chin that no doubt would have made him look quite rugged if it wasn't for the laughing smile on his face. His attire was a bit more professional than the cow print of his companion. Instead he wore a black suit that seemed to be of the best quality as well as a blue shirt that almost bordered on the color of sea foam. Around his neck was a loose blue tie as well as an eccentric necklace that many felt did not fit with the outfit at all. The necklace appeared to have a dog head on it as well as a sword surrounded by a flowing stream of water.
"And why should I? This guy is trying to fail me! Maybe I should show him my Electrico Cornata." Said the younger man as he started to walk forward a bit towards Nezu-sensei, the other man taking a few steps forward as well his arm still around the boys shoulders. The older man seemed to be half-heatedly holding him back, laughing lightly all the while.
"Maa Maa. Come on Lambo don't be like this."
So his name is Lambo. What an odd name.
"Oi! Stupid Cow! Jyuudaime told you that one of your conditions for coming was that you wouldn't harass the old man!"
"But-" said the newly identified Lambo.
"No buts!"
And with that another new face appeared through the doorway. At this point many of the people in the room had decided that they had died and gone to heaven, such was the beauty that surrounded them. The man who entered the door was just as beautiful as the man that had proceeded him. His hair was an eye catching silver that was styled to flip out just the slightest bit at the ends, and it reached almost to the man's shoulders in the back, but framed his face in the front. On his ears you could just make out several piercings. His eyes were a dazzling sea foam green that many would argue were more green, and others would insist were more gray. These eyes were set on a face that some would say was perfection, not to angular and not to soft, and unmarred buy any blemish or scar. Like that man before him he was also wearing an expensive black suit, although the shirt he sported was a muted red instead of blue. Some who were perverted and tried to look at his * ahem* noticed that he had on an odd belt as well. In the center there was a circle with an X on in and some other writing. Behind that was some kind of large cat that seemed prepared to strike.
"Oh come on! Just one little electric shock. I promise I won't main or cripple him." said Lambo.
Maim or cripple him?
"What part of no don't you understand you stupid Cow?"
"Lambo." said an authoritative voice "You shouldn't attack your teachers, it's just not right."
"Jyuudaime!" said the man in red, moving out of the doorway allowing the final person in the group to step through.
Now one would assume that at this point nothing that stepped through that door would be able to surprise them. At least that was what they thought until the last person stepped through the door.
He was an Angel. He was perfect. He was perfection personified. If the people who came before him were beautiful then there were no words to describe this man's beauty. His hair seemed to defy gravity as is just to prove that it could. At points it seemed to be several inches tall and at it's longest the spikes seemed to brush along his neck. It looked perfectly disheveled. There was no evidence of any kind of hair product in his hair at all actually, in fact it looked unbelievably soft and luscious. It was the kind of hair that is seen in hair care commercials but never in real life. His eyes were the most sensual things many people in the room had ever seen in their lives. They were like endless pools of chocolate wonder that one could easily drown in. They showed unbelievable wisdom of the world and it's sorrows as well as an untouched innocence. His skin was lightly tanned and every single angle of his face seemed to have been sculpted by God himself to be perfect. He was slightly smaller that the last two men, yet around a head taller than the youngest of them. He was in fact perfect kissing height, for both men and women. His body was skinny yes, but not unattractively so, in fact his smaller build made him seem even more attractive. He was wearing a black suit just like two of the other but the quality of this suit seemed even higher than the other two, which many had not thought possible. He wore an orange shirt along with a black tie that was semi-loose around his neck. If one was to look at his hands he would notice that on one hand was a set of very ornate rings attached together by a chain.
"But Tsuna-nii~"
So this was Tsuna-nii? Holy Crap.
The man named Tsuna turned to look at Nezu-sensei.
"I am very sorry for Lambo, he really does mean well. He won't be attacking you any time soon or calling you any more names." at this Tsuna looked at Lambo. "This is not up for discussion."
The young man in cow print slightly sulked.
"Um, excuse me, but were all of you in my class?" asked Nezu-sensei.
"Haha of course!" Said the man in blue.
"Well then why don't you all reintroduce yourselves. If you would please state your name, your career and your dreams or hopes for the future."
"I'll go first! My name is Yamamoto Takeshi and it's nice to see you all again. Now it's your turn Hayato."
Yamamoto? Hayato? Wasn't that Gokudera's first name?
"Sword freak! You didn't even answer half of the question. You just said your name! And don't call me Hayato!" yelled the man in red, in other words Gokudera.
"Haha. I thought Tsuna told us not to say anything about you know what."
"That's when you lie! I swear sometimes..." said Gokudera.
"Yare Yare."
"Oh just be quiet Stupid Cow!"
"Fine I will stay out of your lovers spat."
"ARG!" screamed Gokudera as he tried to move forward, but Yamamoto grabbed him and held him back.
"Haha. That's not nice Lambo."
"I WILL KILL YOU!"
"Gokudera-kun why don't you calm down?" Though it sounded like a question everyone agreed that it felt like an order.
"Hai, Jyuudaime!" said Gokudera calming down, allowing Yamamoto to release his hold on him.
"Haha isn't it your turn Tsuna?"
The last man then turned to the class and said, "It's nice to see you all again. I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi."
At that the class just stares at him.
"I bet you all remember me as Dame-Tsuna."
"DAME-TSUNA?" yells practically the entire class, the exceptions being Kyoko and Hana.
"There is no way!"
"How could he have possibly gotten that attractive?"
"I thought that he would be jobless!"
"That can't possibly be him! It's a lie I tell you!"
And then just to test the waters he continued on.
"I am also the 10th boss of the Vongola, a Mafia family based in Italy. Our main goal is to reintroduce the groups original purpose, which was to protect the people."
This was also met with loud accusations.
"That is just not possible!"
"Dame-Tsuna, a Mob boss? Maybe in his dreams!"
"I bet if he really saw a gun he would piss himself!"
"If he is a Mob boss then I am the Queen of England!"
On and on the comments came but all Tsuna could think was...
'I saw this one coming.'