Hello everyone! I make a new story again!

Before that, I'm sorry for reader that wanting "The Different Beginning and Meaning" or "It Wasn't My Choice" updated. I am currently stuck, so I put both of these stories into hiatus. This story just a 2-3 shots before coming to end. So, don't worry, this story will end.

Enjoy!

This chapter has been beta'ed by Shanagi95

Thank you for her hard work!


It was a happy and usual day for normal person. The sky was clear, the sun was shining brightly, and any normal person couldn't help but will say, "It's a great day!"

But it was different for a certain person. In some place in Italy, the boss of Vongola Mafia, Sawada Tsunayoshi, was thinking in frustration; trying to think of a way to escape his work or more accurately, the tragedy and misfortune from hell, paperwork. Actually, paperwork normally wasn't this crazy, but for the Vongola Decimo it was like a demon in paper facade. In front of the Decimo, the famous number one hitman was reading a book lazily. He flipped a page before stopping, looking at his current boss and student.

"Dame-Tsuna, do your job."

Tsuna flinched, before yelling "It's easy for you to say that, Reborn! I'm the one who is working here!" He slammed the paperwork. After ten years of working side by side with Reborn AKA the reincarnation of demon, their relationship was more like partner than teacher-student. Though sometimes Reborn would act like a teacher, which was done by commanding him. He hated to say this, but actually he was really happy that Reborn decided to stay by his side even after he was back to be an adult.

"So, you want me to force you?" Reborn asked, grabbing his gun.

"Come on, Reborn. Wait for a while!" Tsuna whined adorably as he took off his jacket, showing the orange t-shirt he was currently wearing. "It's really hot, even with air conditioner! How can I concentrate?"

"I can concentrate," Reborn stated simply. Tsuna glared at him, before continuing doing his paperwork while sighing. The silence came back. Only the sound of pen scratching paper was heard. After a while, Reborn started staring at him, the book on his lap being forgotten. Tsuna, with his hyper intuition, started to fidget slightly, showing that he knew Reborn was staring at him and he didn't like the attention.

"Reborn, is there something wrong?" Tsuna asked, had already had enough of ignoring Reborn's glare. Reborn narrowed his eyes. He didn't think Tsuna would notice him. But then again, Tsuna had hyper intuition.

"Can I ask something, Dame-Tsuna?"

"It's really weird for you to ask about permission."

Reborn huffed, "It's not like that. I'm just curious." Tsuna's curiosity peeked as he asked back.

"What is it?"

"I hate to ask this but why do you really like orange color?"

Tsuna's eyes widened slightly as his mouth gaping widely. Reborn, meanwhile, was waiting for his answer patiently. After a moment of silence, Tsuna began to laugh loudly. "Ahahahahahaha! Seriously Reborn? Did you really ask for that? That is really out of your character!"

Reborn grunted. "That's why I tell you, it would hurt my pride. I can't find it and they say curiosity killed the cat." After that, Tsuna had stopped laughing and looked at him softly. "Actually, it was a story for long time ago. When I was still a child, I met a person." Tsuna stared at the clear blue sky from the window. Reborn's eyes locked at him.

"Then?"

"He-"

"Tsuna-nii! Help me!" The door was slammed open, bursting inside was the lightning guardian, Lambo, running from Gokudera Hayato, Tsuna's proclaimed right hand man. "He wants to kill me!"

Lambo, after ten years of long wait, had actually become better at controlling his emotion. He grew out of using grenades and trying to grow out his cry-baby personality, though it was still there. Gokudera, on the other hand, wasn't as protective as before. But sometimes his 'extreme' emotion would come back and he would become angry furiously and unpredictably.

"It was your fault, you damned cow!" Gokudera shouted angrily as Lambo hid behind Tsuna. "You broke my piano!" He pointed out.

"It wasn't my fault!"

"Yes, it is!" Gokudera yelled back.

"Calm down!" Tsuna's commanding voice didn't stopped Lambo for grabbing his bazooka. "Must tolerate…"

He shot the bazooka, "It's all Bakadera's fault!"

Everything was slowing down as the bazooka was directed at the hitman. The hitman, who was staring at them and at the bazooka, sighing heavily, resignedly, before the bazooka hit him directly on his face.

POOF!

The pink smoke was covering the room. Tsuna couldn't see anything but pink smoke. He tried to call Reborn.

"REBORN!"

There was no reply. After a while, the pink smoke began to disappear. Tsuna automatically looked for Reborn. It was clearly odd, as usually the infant Reborn would appear. But this time, there wasn't any presence of Reborn, neither the infant nor the adult. He asked Lambo.

"Lambo, what bazooka did you use to hit Reborn?"

Lambo hid his face behind his hand as he muttered, "It-it's a new prototype from Bovino family, Tsuna-nii."

Tsuna shocked as he slumped into his chair. Only one question appeared in his mind.

Reborn, where were you?


POOF!

His vision blurred for a while before the smoke began dissipating.

Reborn groaned, "Ahhh… That stupid cow…"

Reborn looked at his surroundings. In front of him there was a park that was used as a playground. He noticed that he wasn't at Italy, clearly aware that the children were talking in Japanese. The boys were playing football and the little girls were sitting and chatting with each other happily. As he stared more, he began to notice something weird. This park reminded him of the park near Sawada's residence in Japan.

There was a boy sitting by himself. This boy, once again, reminded him of somebody, but in mini size.

"Dame-Tsuna?" He called unconsciously.

The boy then looked up, staring at him with his gloomy big caramel eyes.

"Who are you?"


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I will update the next chapter in next week if I don't busy with my homework!