Disclaimer: I do not own KHR Nor the characters

Warning: Contain Yaoi, lemon, violence

Summary: Tsuna is forced to abandon a mission by Reborn, but after a few months later a new famiglia appears. Are they a threat or are they allies of Vongola?

Author's note: Allo guys. This is a G27 story and R27 story, though this story was an inspiration from a song. Other pairing may be applied. May be a bit ooc. Modified.

Prologue

Bodies swayed to the music, as the night grew longer.

Was it ever going to end? Perhaps not, but the day felt endless as the wave of heat brushes over you.

"Stay close to me," as a dark hair man held on to your wrist tightly. "Don't leave my side until the night ends."

"R-Reborn," your voice stuttered, as you looked away from his stare. "Stupid." He muttered. Reborn just watched the brunette struggled to stay in focus in such scenery. Yet the uneasiness did not brush off Reborn, not in a place tainted of wrong doing. Sex and drugs had its scent here, something that would taint the mind of the soon to be Vongola Decimo.

"Tsunayoshi, remember we are not here to have fun." The brunette tried to gaze to the ground.

"I know that, Reborn," he nodded. But with all the money dropping from women's poles, it was difficult to pay attention. Her bronze hair was a mess with the abrupt music and movement. As she glided with her legs onto the pole, Tsuna stared astonished with all thoughts focused on her. Their bodies were contaminated with sweat, but they continued to dance with barely any clothes on. As money constantly flowed to the ground around each pole and women, the boy just stood there. The men around each certain center with different women would all just stare with sinful thoughts. The one that the boy was staring at had eyes that were clouded. Tsuna could see through each of them. The women were all drugged and high; they were too deep into bliss to pull out.

"Don't pay any attention to them," Reborn said. "You won't be able to save them."

The honey-brown eyes lowered, he tried to pull his looks from the drugged woman. Each eye that watch the shows were men that almost seemed desperate. Many men couldn't hide their truth, as the women continued to show off her cleavages to the males. But Reborn forced Tsuna to turn the other cheek with one of his finger; the two just looked at each other.

"Reborn, can we leave?" The brunette said pleadingly. His fist clenched tightly, as Reborn noticed this. "We can't, Dame-Tsuna."

"Tsuna, if you are having trouble then look at me," he said, as the tight grip on his wrist made him pull out of the thoughts.

"Then support me for now," the boy's voice weak spoke, he leaned onto Reborn's shoulder. The dark-haired male just made a soft sigh, as he knew Tsuna wouldn't accept this side of the world. The tainted underground of men was definitely taking a toll on the innocent brunette.

"Just for today," Reborn whispered into the male's ear.

"That's good enough for me," the faintly voice said, as he let the male take the lead. The grip on Tsuna's wrist never deceased, with that the brunette continued to stare at Reborn's back. Reborn was definitely in a rush to finish, the grip on his wrist showed the protectiveness he had for the boy. The brunette just glanced back at the woman he was staring at, but his intuition didn't allow him to stop. Reborn continued to walk, as they headed their ways to a certain door. Both he and Reborn couldn't stand being here, they would finish soon and just leave.

As Tsuna was dragged to the staircase, the Decimo felt threatened against the thoughts of continuing. The lights were flickering, as the staircase narrowed with every step. It was almost as if he was in a warehouse, this feeling was really unsettling to both of them. The grip on Tsuna's wrist had not once waver, Reborn was aware that they were in a situation they couldn't comprehend for now. The walked seem longer than ever, the lights would dim and sometimes even gone. But the only comfort that they had was each other hands to wrist in a tight lock.

"Sawada, be careful," he said, as they came to a stop at a certain door.

Reborn had made the shape shifting lizard, Leon, into a gun, even his eyes showed serious side of him. This must have meant that they would perhaps head into trouble, and Tsuna pulled on his gloves. "Reborn, you better come out alive," Reborn let go of the grip on Tsuna's wrist.

"Don't forget Tsuna. I am one of the greatest hitman, ever." The brunette smirked and nodded in trust of Reborn. Just a few words can put his mind to ease, but Reborn was not to be taken lightly for the truths that Tsuna knew. With that, Reborn pulled on the gun as he filled it in with real bullets. Both of them looked wearily at the door, as Reborn knew that this experience would force Tsuna to grow up quickly. "I'll take the lead." His eyes shut for a brief second. As those eyes opened, Tsuna knew that he had to put his trust Reborn.

Reborn couldn't tell what was behind that door, but this feeling, curiosity and anxiousness, will not just pass by.

They both nodded, as Reborn quickly turned and kick the door wide opened. The two knew that business began; gun shot from Reborn's gun was fired. Yelling soon filled Tsuna's ears, he shut his eyes to hide the truth. But this was the true Reborn, a merciless hitman, who was hired to kill and be his tutor.

Neither, Tsuna and Reborn, had wanted their relationship to change.

Reborn was forced into this mission by the Ninth, but dragged Tsuna into this experience.

Suddenly when eyes opened, everything became eerily silent. Reborn looked at Tsuna with a soft smile and an outstretched hand; even Tsuna could see that the older male was hesitant to kill every person inside. Tsunayoshi just stared up into the man's pure black orbs, as he held the hand that was offered to him. Hands entangled, Tsuna knew that Reborn would need this more than Tsuna did.

They both entered the room with eyes filled with hazed thoughts. The two of them held on to each other tightly, but the blood stained on the walls made it difficult for them to focus. The bodies had not even made a movement with a gun shot on every vital organ; each body proved that Reborn was indeed a hitman. The two came to a stop as they arrive to the center, standing there was a pod that was attach to hundreds of wires. Most of the blood splatter has been painted onto the glass structure, it hid who or what was in it.

"What is it?" Tsuna said, as he looked at Reborn.

Reborn just looked back at Tsuna, as he questioned the pod. It definitely contained something that was really important if there were tons of bodies to decorate it. The two separated to the pod's sides; even if the matter could be dangerous they had a mission and would need to report it to the ninth. Reborn began to suspect the computer attached with wires to the pod. Knowing Reborn, Tsuna looked at the spikey hair man with a soft delicate heart at risk.

"Reborn, don't touch the computer!" Tsuna begged. "Let's just leave here for good, please Reborn." The brunette pleads unwilling to let the man continue.

"Tsuna, that won't do us any good." Reborn said, he pulled the cart closer to him. "But-" The caramel eyes pleaded.

"No buts," the male interrupted Tsuna, as he began an overviewing the computer. Tsuna tried his best to keep silent with Reborn began to control the computer by his will. The blood, the smell, and the bodies had made the brunette shiver with fear and uneasiness. His tutor, the man who once bullied him and strengthens him to do many great deeds, was a completely different person on the battlefield.

Suddenly, the noises from keyboard tapping became silent.

Tsunayoshi Sawade looked at the tutor, he could see that the man's face darkened. The eerie silence could only test the patience's of Tsuna, as he wanted to find out what was happening. Reborn was no longer paying attention to the brunette; his eyes turned to the pod and pressed the gun to it. In the sudden impact, Tsuna made a jump. With the older man putting his finger around the trigger, he was ready to shot whatever was in that pod. The man showed eyes of anger and shock. "What wrong, Reborn?" The brunette asked, but the man continued to watch the pod. The gun was shaking violently, as it pressed to the lid of the pod.

"Reborn," the brunette raised his voice to try to get the hitman's attention. The man was now shaking vigorously, as the gun on his hands could easily be pulled away with his grip.

"Reborn!" He yelled, repeatedly. The spiky hair male looked up to Tsuna, his eyes widened in shock to see the brunette standing there.

"Run! Tsuna, don't look back! Run, get away from here as fast as possible," he looked at him, his eyes were shaking. What could it mean? Tsuna looked at his tutor with confusion, as he could see that even Reborn was shocked from what he read.

"What do you mean Reborn?" The brunette looked at hitman, as Reborn's eyes adverted to the gun.

"Tsuna, leave now!" He yelled at the brunette, without looking at him. "If you don't," he pointed the gun to Tsuna, "I will personally shot."

"Leave with me, then." Reborn just looked away, as he motioned the gun to Tsuna's forehead. "Move Now."

The brunette stared at the gun, as he looked at Reborn. He was in shock, but Reborn's facial expression showed no passion. Reborn, why? His thoughts began questioning the male, as he wanted to tell Reborn to leave with him. But somehow he knew that something in the pod was truly fearsome, Reborn was just watching out for him. His eyes shut tight; Tsuna's mind demanded him to stay, but his heart knew that Reborn had an important reason for this.

He began to turn away, as the gloves turned into his weapon. With that, flames came through his hands and into the gloves, he used them to increase his speed.

His mind was begging for him to stay with Reborn, but he feared that Reborn's words were true. Reborn was the strongest hitman, right? He would never get hurt, as Tsuna's mind tried to delude the truth. Biting his lips, he looked back to the man who was still pointing the gun to the pod. He was sure Reborn had felt really uneasy about this; he usually would let Tsuna handle the situation and mission, but this time everything changed. Reborn couldn't simply let go of the mission. Without any time to waste, Tsuna flames made him rise to the exit of the staircase. Quickly he got out of the building, as he could still hear the loud music drumming through his ears.

"Be safe," he said, as he quickly looked at the building one more time.

His gloves were soon off, as he continued to head his way home. Somehow he wished Reborn would walk with him, they were always together after a long mission. Suddenly a large noise came from behind him; a gush of heat blew across his hair. He forced his body to turn around, his legs began to tremble and his eyes shook with tears. The building was engulfing in flames, even people nearby the fire were catching it.

"Reborn," he screamed.

The building was engulfed with flames, as the heat scorched to where he stood. His eyes couldn't believe what he was seeing. The obnoxious flame brews in the night, it seemed to never end like dying will flames. The orange flame flared and flared, as the male fell to the ground. "Reborn! Reborn," he slammed his fist on the ground, as he felt the tears dripped from his eyes. His body began to slump on the floor, as his lower back supported his weight.

"Liar," he slammed his fist to the dirt again, as the tears just continued to spur. Nudging his head into the dirt, he began to feel the pebbles and sands scrap against his forehead. "Reborn, you liar."

The fire continued to blaze that night, yet the boy stayed there mourning the loss of his friend.