hello to all who decided to read this story . as many would have relised , this is my first fic so if i would appreaciate any corrections or advices .

anyway , this is basically another time travel story where tsuna is alone . it may seem a bit childich in the first chapters , but i'm planning on making it a littel angst later , so hope you enjoy it .

disclamer : sadly katekyoshi hitman reborn does not belong to me .

"italien"

"thoughts"

"japanese"

Sawada Tsunayoshi or Tsuna aged 14 ,is your normal every day middle scholar , with catastrophic marks ,unearthly bad luck and a one sided crush on his school's idol Sasagawa Kyoko .

Definitely a normal life at it's finest . So , the question is how did our oh so normal dame-friend end up being a soon- to- be-mafia-boss of one of the strongest mafia families of the world ,aka vongola , tutored by a Spartan hitman ( or hitbaby) and becoming akin to a punch bag to some of his so called guardians .

The answer is very simple . Bad luck not only follows him but it also seems to run in his BLOOD. So yeah , you get the idea . You may also think that after all what he has gone through nothing will surprise him anymore , but let's not forget who we are talking about , after all , as some French may say "dame pour un jour , dame pour toujours."(1) .

So what if this so called dame tuna , because of a certain mechanic that we shall not reveal the name , *cough*GIANNINI*cough* ,trying to upgrade a ten years bazooka wich after a series of events ended up aiming at him, was send 400 years to the past.

The answer as always is very simple .

"HIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Somewhere in a forest in Italy in an unknown time , a girl was sitting near a river glaring at brown haired teen with strange clothes .

It was half an hour ago , when she was having a brief nap , that the brunette appeared out of nowhere shrieking like a little girl in an horror movie (wich she royally ignored) and then tripping on air and landing with an awful sound on the unfortunate girl .

Still pained by the all but gentle wake up , she stood before the brunette staring at him with calculating eyes , fists clenched , promising unworldly pain :

"what , who and how did you appear here ? I advice you to answer truthfully if you wish to live another day ." Asked the girl irritated .

Tsuna on the other hand having realized that five minutes already passed and judging by the girls clothes and language that he was in Italy as well as in the past was clenching at his hair with force , tearing at it .

The girl losing patience repeated her question only to be answered by a terrified "n-no spe-eak ita-lian."

Luckily , the girl was able to pick up his Japanese accent and repeated her question anew in Japanese .

The little dame tuna resembling all his courage answered sheepishly :

" m-my n-name i-is sa-sawada tsu-n-nayoshi and I'm f-from the …..f-future ?"

Good idea tsuna ! now she will definitely believe you ! (note the sarcasm .)

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The silence that came after that idiotic declaration was very very uncomfortable for our dear brunette and the calculative intense stares that he was getting didn't do any good to decrease that discomfort .

After a while of intense staring and thinking, the girl finally said :

" So….. the future you say ?...o..kay.., I gess that …. Explains a lot of things , like your clothing and that strange smoke too ! …but … isn't declaring such a thing dangerous ? I mean , wont 't that alter the future or something ? I don't also think that giving your real name easily is a good idea either ! from the future or not you shouldn't do that !the mafia after all is an expert at black mailing and such ! your lucky I was the one who fond you since I can speak japanese and …"

Ignoring the girl's ranting , tsuna was anew freaking out inside his mind :'Wait ! she is BELIEVING me ! …. No , that is a good thing right? It's very unlikely to meet someone sane who will believe such a declaration …. Oh GOD ! don't tell me she's insane or something ! '

"So anyway , my name is mari nice to meet you flora !" finally , back to reality he turned to the now named mari confused "f-flora?"

"yeah ! weren't you listening ?" no , not really ,he was more busy freaking out . But he will not tell her that !

Sighting dramatically she explained :

" as I said before , since you are from the future , using your real name can be dangerous and also , with your clothing and strange and very long name you'are bound to be treated suspiciously , and with the mafia in the mix it won't end well ! so better use an Italian simple short name . and flora seems to go you fine since you look girly !"

He was called dame , useless , or even stupid and a coward too , but GIRLY ! that definitely hurt his manly pride (if reborn left him any ). Oblivious to the damaged pride of the teen the girl begin ranting anew about "going to the village in the west "and "getting a gob"dragging him with her to god knows where .

(1) - it means " a dame for a day , is a dame forever "