Hellooooo. This is the new chapter for Louder than Actions.

Y'know I could have done this later but I'm a little hyped up right now and the best time to write is when you are inspired soooo here we are!

Onto the disclaimer

Katekyo Hitman Reborn! does not belong to me but to the esteemed Akira Amano.

Also did you know she did a second manga. You should check it out, I think it's getting an anime.

For as long as we have known, soul marks have been a very important part of society all over the world. What are soul marks you ask? First we should start with what soul mates are. Your soul mate is someone you are destined to be with and you can have more than one with the average highest being six or seven. The way you know this is by your soul marks which are basically the first words your soul mate will say to you. They come in all colours and styles depending on who your soul mate is and are permanently etched into your skin from the moment you are born. You can't erase them, even when the other dies. If a soul mate dies then their words on your skin will turn black and if they are in a coma they will turn white.

Many questions have been asked about soul marks such as what if someone was mute? Well, research has shown that the power that dictates soul mates and soul marks will often use the next best thing such as sign language or your thoughts towards them. Let's just hope you aren't thinking anything bad about them when you meet.

There have been cases where people feel warm energy from their soul marks and sometimes see them glow. But that's probably just some rumours and myths. Right?

Nana Shirai was born into a hard working family and thus she knew the values of patience and effort. They ran a little business that was warm and welcoming to any customer who came. To anyone else, the Shirai's were a very friendly family who were a little clueless and naive. But little did anyone else who came upon this model family know, the Shirai's were anything but clueless. In fact they where probably even more perceptive than high ranking assassins.

Their acting skills where flawless, so that was why nobody knew of the hidden weapons concealed behind walls and cupboards and slotted carefully in the kitchen drawers. That was why nobody knew of the dripping cyanide behind those lovely and oh so sunny smiles or the grace and fluidity ingrained into their bones. That was why nobody knew they had any relation to the famous actor Chou, whose real name was Chiyoko Shirai or the fan wielding assassin who went by one name only; Jurou. That was why nobody knew of their not so innocent history that was passed down to generation to generation to generation.

That was why Nana had easily picked up on her parents act and used it for herself. Etsuko and Kazue Shirai had never been more proud of their daughter.

Nana lived for the words trailing down her back in a golden yellow with a burning orange surrounding it like a protective ring. Nana could sometimes swear she saw it glow and pulse with a strong energy that made her feel warm and safe. 'No, I should apologise. Here, let me help you' she would mouth out everyday in the mirror and giggle at how chivalrous he or she seemed.

When Nana had bumped into Iemitsu Sawada one day she had expected to get yelled at by the gruff and muscled man. He had surprised her (Not that she let it show) when he instead smiled sheepishly and said those precious words dancing on her back like fire. After that the two went out together, seeing the sights, sitting in coffee shops and going to parks where they would talk on end. Iemitsu was a goofy, friendly and romantic man who Nana couldn't help but fall in love with even if he was a little dense.

Nana was aware he hid things from her (not very well though) and that he wasn't a construction worker but this did not deter her as she had many secrets too. Iemitsu had never caught onto her though (which isn't surprising as not even some of the most professional of Hitmen and assassins had caught onto her and lets face it Iemitsu is pretty clueless when it comes to things like these, especially his own wife) and that was probably for the best.

When Tsunayoshi Sawada had been born, Nana was ecstatic. It didn't matter to either parent that their little Tsuna had way too many soul marks to be considered normal as they loved their little boy as he was, no matter what the doctor or some neighbours said.

On the other hand though, Iemitsu was a little horrified by some of them. He could cope with the insults that where here and there but he couldn't when a few of them said Vongola. Iemitsu's dread seemed to worsen even more as he recognised some of the speech patterns. Some of these people he knew quite well and that wasn't a good thing.

Tsuna was a smart little boy that was mature for his age. Tsuna wasn't a genius or anything but understood things that most children his age didn't. He understood that having 23 marks wasn't normal and that not everyone could appreciate how special that was (To his mother anyway). He understood that if he wanted to survive in this world he had to be selective in what he showed to people and the actions he made. He knows his mother is a great at doing this and often takes a leaf out of her book.

Tsuna is glad none of his marks are on his neck, face or hands as they would be hard to cover up. He covers them up with long sleeved tops, hoodies, zip up jackets, shirts and jeans that aren't baggy nor constricting and shoes that cover up his ankles and tight socks that go up far enough so nobody could peek under his trousers and see anything. His wrists were concerning as they both had words coiled around them like shiny bracelets on display, but wrist bands and wrist covers quickly solved that. The one behind his ear is mostly covered by his fluffy, gravity defying brown hair but otherwise isn't a problem because it's just one mark and everyone has at least one and it's not a weird one either like the rest.

Tsuna was quiet and didn't bother anyone, preferring to stay as a wall flower that nobody paid too much attention. He was teased a bit for his petite frame as he took more of his mothers looks than his fathers and was also teased for being slightly smarter and more polite towards people than other kids, but that was fine for Tsuna because it hid the fact that he was vastly different from them and that he was a freak of nature (at least he would be from their point of view).

When it came to his subjects he was better in things like Language and literature and art and history. He was decent in science and maths, enough to pass at least and this was fine for Tsuna. When he was at home though he liked to indulge in many other things and hobbies.

Tsuna like to draw, it passed the time and was a great way to focus and steady himself and thus Tsuna came quite good at drawing (And he was quite good for his age as well). He also liked to listen to Italian. The language was beautiful and it drew him in like a moth to fire and so he dedicated his time to learning it and his mother even bought him books and a music player with Italian songs to play on it. He also liked to read quite a bit and it wouldn't be too odd to find him reading something in a corner, on a shelf and even on a tree. Tsuna liked to climb things and find his way into very odd places that would make any normal parent faint.

Tsuna would pick up odd hobbies here and there like origami, puzzles, cooking, gardening etc. and knew how to do many domestic things like his mother and if anybody knew, they would most likely call him a housewife. Like any normal child though he liked to play on video games, play with his toys and play on the swings and even climb the trees. It would be important to note that Tsuna was like a monkey squirrel when it came to his speed and agility and could probably jump from one building to another if he wanted to (Not that he would, he wasn't that insane).

Tsuna also had another big secret. Tsuna had a little feeling in his head that warned him about stuff. This little feeling told him when someone lied or told the truth or even told a half truth, when someone was hiding something, had bad intentions, you name it. It even told him when something bad was going to happen, which direction was the least dangerous route and even which choice he was given was the best to choose. It saved him a lot and hadn't failed him before and his mama had soon picked up on this.

It was safe to say that Iemitsu lied a lot. Tsuna didn't know why his mother put up with that man, he lied about where he went and when he'd be home and he was away most of the time. He didn't trust that man's goofy smiles and obnoxious laughter. Construction workers didn't take pictures with penguins that's for sure.

Well this was the first chapter.

I'm trying to make Tsuna seem more smart but at the same time I don't want him to seem like an absolute genius as I want to incorporate the part about Nezu getting fired for fraud and I also need Reborn to be able to teach Tsuna something at least.

Tell me if there are any missing G's anywhere because the G key on my keyboard requires a harsher press because for some reason it doesn't work as well as the other keys.