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Chapter One: To Italy, on a Plane
"Did you hear?" Reborn asked Tsuna one December morning.
"Eh?" Tsuna was confused, "hear what?"
"Today the ninth boss collapsed while doing paperwork," Reborn stated, "he had been extremely stressed since the Varia incident."
"Wha?!" Tsuna was shocked, "Is he alright?!"
"He's fine," Reborn assured, "the doctor recommended that he takes a vacation for about three months."
"That great!" Tsuna exclaimed with relief.
"So while he's away, you'll be taking over his job as temporary boss," Reborn informed him.
"Eh?!" Tsuna was mortified, "I can't do that! What about school? What about mom? I've got to study for the high school entrance exams!"
"The arrangements have already been made," Reborn explained, completely ignoring Tsuna's opinions, " You will be given formal tutoring in place of school. The plane tickets to Italy have already been purchased. Your guardians will be there as well. They have all been previously notified. You mother has been told that you are taking part in an exchange program at school, and let's face it, there's no way you'd be able to get into a good high school anyways. Pack up your things, you leave for the airport in one hour. Don't be late."
With that, Reborn left, leaving behind a confused Tsuna.
Tsuna sighed as he followed Reborn into the airport. In the end he was forced into going to Italy. He was plagued with thoughts about the terrible things that could happen when a voice broke his train of though.
"Hey Sawada! I'm glad you could make it! I'm so excited, to the EXTREME!"
" H-hai, Ryohei-san..." Tsuna greeted timidly.
Every one of his guardians were there with suitcases by their side. Reborn was telling the truth when he said they were all going to Italy
"Hibari-san, you're going too?" Tsuna was curious as to why the cloud guardian would have any reason to go.
"Reborn promised that twenty million yen would be donated to the disciplinary comittee if I came," Hibari answered calmly.
"A-ah..." Tsuna sweat dropped.
"Lambo wants to ride big flying thing NOW!" Lambo whined, "Hurry up! Hurry up! Let's go! Let's go!"
"Now that everyone is here, let's proceed," Reborn declared as he filed in front of the group.
Tsuna was hesitant, knowing that he would regret it if he went, but Gokudera beckoned to him, "Come on Tenth! Let's go to Italy!"
'Maybe it won't be so bad if everyone's there...' Tsuna though as he smiled and ran to catch up with them.
'...or it could just be worse.' Tsuna thought five minutes after takeoff.
Gokudera was sitting to his right (he took the seat as soon as Tsuna sat down) and was being scolded by the flight attendant for smoking on the plane. Yamamoto was on Tsuna's left and was asleep, luckily. Reborn was dressed up in a ridiculous airplane costume, sitting in the seat behind Tsuna. Ryohei , who was sitting beside Reborn, was shouting, "This is EXTREME" and was being yelled back at by the other passengers. Chrome, who was sitting on Reborn's other side, was gone and Mukuro was in her place. He was grinning slyly, Tsuna feared that he was planning something. Lambo was running around all over the place being obnoxious and getting yelled at by other passengers. Hibari had already bitten ten people to death and was now sleeping like Yamamoto. Sinking lower into the seat, Tsuna began to wish he could just disappear.
Suddenly, a group of men dressed in mafia uniforms showed up in the plane with guns.
"Alright, this is a stick-up! Nobody move, and nobody gets hurt! We're hijacking this plane!" One of them, apparently the leader, yelled out.
Tsuna froze, dumbstruck. How in the world did this happen?
"They're here for the tenth," Reborn whispered, "They were probably hired to assassinate you and a plane is the best place to do it."
"Eh?" Tsuna whispered back, "Then aren't we in big trouble?"
"What's going on?" Yamamoto yawned as he woke up.
"You!" The mafia leader pointed his gun at him, "Shut up!"
There was a gun fire and the man shot. However, Yamamoto had dodged the bullet. His neck was tilted to the side and there was a bullet hole in the back of the seat, inches away from his face.
"Are we playing another mafia game?" Yamamoto inquired.
"Hey!" Gokudera growled, "You don't have the right to fire bullets in the Tenth's presence!"
"So that means you know who the Tenth is, " the mafia guy pointed the gun at Gokudera, "who is he?"
"Like I'd tell you!" Gokudera smirked and drew out some dynamite.
"You're the Smoking Bomb Gokudera!" the mafia man was shocked.
Gokudera threw the bombs at him. The other passengers screamed and watched in shock. The mafia guy was lying unconscious on the ground.
"Shit!" One of the other mafia men exclaimed as he fired a barrage of bullets at Gokudera.
Gokudera ducked and threw another fistful of bombs. This time the explosion knocked out three people...and woke up Hibari.
"Who are you?" Hibari asked as he spotted the men next to his seat, "You're crowding, I'm gonna have to bite you to death."
In an instant, all of the men were beaten up and thrown out of the plane. Hibari then beat up Gokudera for disturbing his rest and returned to sleep again. None of the other passengers could say a word, fearing for their lives.
The rest of the ride went rather smoothly in comparison. Sure, Gokudera may have momentarily set part of the plane on fire with his cigarette, but it was put out in five minutes. Yamamoto may have have thrown Lambo out the window thinking he was a baseball, but he was retrieved afterwards. Ryohei may have dented a few seats with his extreme punches, but those could be replaced. Maybe Mukuro had created an illusion that the plane was drowning and traumatized a few of the passengers, but most of them would probably only think it was airplane food poisoning hallucinations. Hibari could of bitten some of the flight attendants to death, but it was their fault for disturbing his sleep to ask him what lunch he wanted. There were no real casualties (twenty-seven), so the plane ride was rather enjoyable, right?
'Wrong!' Tsuna thought as they finally touched down in Italy. It had been the worst plane ride of his life and he wasn't looking forward to the one back to Japan.
The Vongolas made their way out of the airport. As soon as they stepped out, a black limousine with the Vongola crest on it pulled in front of them. The chauffeur stepped out and opened the door to the passenger's seat. Reborn motioned for Tsuna to get in. He hesitantly obliged. The chauffeur then opened the door to the interior of the back of the limousine. It was large and spacious. Reborn filed in followed by the guardians. After everyone was seated, the limo drove off. Nobody (except for maybe Reborn) had any idea of what would await them.