Ok, well this is a next generation fic, enjoy and no flamming please. Disclamier- I, Mi-chan nor Hi-chan owns KHR, or its characters, the only thing we own is our OC's and this story.

Vongola Base, 15 years into the future

"Tenth! There was an explosion at the east wing!" Giannini sat typing away on his computer frantically.

"Ok, give me a few minutes." Tsuna took a piece of paper and scribbled something quickly on it.

"Papa?" Tsuna looked over at the puzzled young brunette girl who sat across the table

"What's wrong?" Tsuna managed a smile.

"Nothing, come with me, Miyo." The young girl obliged and followed her father. He took her hand and they ran out the door and into the elevator.

"Listen, Miyo, you're going away from this place for a while, away from Mama and I."

"W-what? Why?" Tears began welling up in her eyes.

"I don't wanna leave, Papa!" She clutched his shirt and he sighed. Tsuna kneeled down to the little girl and patted her head.

"Don't worry, Miyo, in the place you will be going you will be safe, and Hishagor will be with you."

"Hisha-kun will?"

"Yes." He handed her the piece of paper.

"When you get here, you will know who to give this to."

The elevator doors opened to a wide room, with a large round white object on the wall. "Irie, are we ready?"

Irie nodded. Tsuna wrapped the sobbing Miyo in his arms.

"Don't worry, Miyo."

"Papa! I don't wanna go...!"

Tsuna put his hand on the back of her head, and Miyo's body became warm. "Pa..pa..." Miyo's eyes became blank, and she fell asleep.

"I've sealed most of her memories, and unfortunately, her emotions. Hishagor, I'm counting on you to protect her."

Hishagor nodded as Tsuna handed the girl to the young boy.

"Hishagor-kun, step over here." Irie pointed to a round plate in front of the machine.

"Good luck..."

14 year old Sawada Tsunayoshi's first period class

Tsuna looked around the room at his friends. Yamamoto, sleeping behind his book propped up on the desk, and Gokudera who had his feet on the desk, boredly listening as the teacher yelled at him for it. It was a quiet day, which was strange, since something could happen at any moment to ruin it, it put him on edge. The door slid open, and the class looked back to see who was there. A young girl around ten entered the room, and the class turned back to see. "May I help you, little miss?" The teacher went over to her, but she went around him, and straight to Tsuna. When she got to him, she clutched his shirt with her small hand. "Papa..."

The class broke into chaos. "No way! No-good Tsuna has a child!"

"It must be his little sister..."

"Ehhhh!" Tsuna stood up in his chair. "She's not my daughter, I don't even know her!" She let go of his arm and went over to Kyoko and hugged her. "Mama..."

She and Tsuna both blushed. "Kyoko!" Hana jumped up in her seat.

"Everyone, calm down!" The teacher calmed the class down. "Sawada, Sasagawa, take this girl home."

"But I don't know her!" Tsuna was blushing from embarrassment "Now!"

"But!"

"If the tenth says he doesn't know her, he doesn't!"

"Gokudera, I don't want to hear it from you!"

"Fine then, Tenth, I'm coming too!"

Yamamoto Stood up "Me too." Gokudera glared at him.

Tsuna, Kyoko, Gokudera followed by Yamamoto left the class room. "Tsuna, I didn't know you had a child!" Yamamoto laughed "Why are you here baseball idiot?"

"Now, now."

"Tsuna-kun?" Tsuna turned back to face Kyoko and the little girl. "Uh, Kyoko-Chan, this is..."

She smiled "I don't know what's going on, but I'm sure there is a reason, right?"

"Uh, yeah...probably..."

He kneeled to the young girl's height. "What's your name?"

"Miyo."

"Miyo? Miyo what?"

"Sawada Miyo."

"Eh? But I don't know you!"

She handed him the paper given to her by older Tsuna. He unfolded it and read it.

Dear my younger self, 10 years into the future, I'm being targeted by a dangerous Mafia Family. Your daughter is Miyo, Yours and Kyoko's daughter. In order to protect her, I sent her into the past with Hishagor. She is very well trained; all she needs is a family as she will be the Vongola 11th. I'll leave that to you.

Sawada Tsunayoshi, Vongola Tenth.

"No way!"

"What does it say, Tenth?"

They leaned in to read it.

"Well...I did want a daughter..."

Tsuna looked at Kyoko in disbelief. "Kyoko-Chan, this is serious!"

"Tenth, who is Hishagor?"

"I don't know, do you, Miyo?"

"Hisha-kun is my childhood friend."

"I see...and where is he?"

"I don't know." Her blunt monotone made Tsuna's sweat drop.

"Well, Miyo, I guess you will be living with me from now on."

"Tsuna-kun, we can switch off." Kyoko was still blushing a little, with her hands behind her back and she was looking at the floor.

"Alright. Let's go home."

They got to the entrance of school and continued to Tsuna's house. "Im home!"

"Ah, Tsu-kun, your home early."

"Yeah, well...some things happened today."

"I'll make some snacks for everyone."

"No that's fine, were going in my room."

They headed up the stairs to his room and shut the door.

Reborn came into the room. "Tsuna, who's this?"

He handed him the paper and sat criss cross on the floor.

"I guess you're not so No-good if you got Kyoko." Reborn smirked

"Reborn!" He blushed at the thought of him and Kyoko, which also kind of made him want to scream in happiness.

"Reborn, what should we do? I can't raise her, I have school!"

"You can defeat a Straula Mosca, but you can't raise your own daughter? Man up, No- good Tsuna."

"But-!"

"No butts, you're in charge of raising her, and getting her a family, just like I did for you."

The door bell rang.

The door opened, then slammed, then the sound of feet running up the stairs was present, then Tsuna's door burst open, making him jump. A boy with black hair, a vest and jeans ran into the room and hugged Miyo. "Mimi! Im so glad you're safe!"

"Um...?" Tsuna looked at the strange boy. He stood up, still hugging Miyo. "What?"

"Who are you? And why are you hugging my daughter?"

"Your...daughter?...Tenth!"

He got down on his knees and bowed his head on the floor. "Im sorry for being rude, Tenth, Im Hishagor, I'm in charge of Mimi's safety."

"Hishagor? Why does that sound familiar?" Tsuna racked his brain, and then he figured it out. "You wouldn't be, by any chance...?"

"Belphagor's son? That's me."

"..."

Tsuna rubbed his hands in his hair. "Another strange one arrives..."