"I didn't know how it began, I only knew that I was already too far from where it started."

How Some Things Change:

He was alone. He didn't know where it started. How it all happened. He only knew that he was on his own now.

Sawada Tsunayoshi, or more commonly called Dame-Tsuna, left his house around midnight. Sneaking out of the window and jumping down the first tree branch he saw. He'd had enough. He was tired of his family, his school, his life. Everything.

It was not his fault he got low on his subjects, the teachers never really paid any attention or consideration to him anyway.

It was not his fault his mother was breaking down every living second, they had no other family besides his dad who was no where to be found but still sends money home every month. And everytime she brokes down all she would do was hit him, apologize, then cry, all over again.

It was not his fault he got bullied often, he inherited most of his mother's genes, making him have a petite body, and physically not being able to fight back.

All he could do was stare down, remain a straight face, and keep on hoping. Hoping that something or someone would come and rescue him from this Godforsaken life. But no, he knew he was no princess to be saved (he was a guy, for fox's sake) and so he made his move.

He had no regrets leaving his house behind. It never felt like home anyway. And he knew his mom would be fine since it would be one less mouth to feed. He only brought his bag which held the few possesions he had acquired in his fourteen years of living. A journal where he wrote most of his thoughts, his favorite white and orange sweatshirt, a miniature lion necklace he got from his last birthday, and some money he obtained from saving his allowance.

Now that he was walking down the moonlit road, peace and quiet engulfing his self, he realized he had nowhere else to go. He sat down the sidewalk hugging his bag closer and looking up at the night sky above. He had always done this, everynight, at the rooftop of their house. He'll look up and wonder, what if everything was different?

Then suddenly, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He froze then turned around and looked up. He was surprised to find an old man smiling down gently at him. Where the hell did he come from?

He stood up. "Uhm, excuse me, may I help you sir?" Maybe the man needed directions?

But the old man just chuckled good-heartedly and, still smiling, asked him, "How about you young boy? Do you need help?" The man was pointing at Tsuna with his wooden cane.

"I don't get you at all sir." He cautiously took one step backward. Damn. The man might be one of the good bystanders but in truth is really a kidnapper.

The man remained unfazed by his movements, and still smiling, continued to talk. "What I mean son, is that you seem troubled." The man took a seat at the sidewalk, looked up at him, then added, "Mind sharing it to an old soul like me?" Now that Tsuna could take a good look at him from the moonlight, the man was wearing a brown leather suit. He had the face of a man who had experienced a lot of beginnings and ends.

"Uh s-sure." Tsuna sat down beside him. They were the only ones on that side of the street since it was already past curfew. "Uhm but I don't really know how to begin.."

"Then just start with what ever you feel like saying." The man was staring up at the sky then turned to him and added, "My name is Timoteo." He then went back to staring at the sky.

"I'm Tsuna. Sawada Tsunayoshi." Most might not notice it but, he saw a faint hint of recognition on the man's eyes. Choosing not to voice what he had just seen, he continued talking. "I don't know how to start but here it goes..."

He told the old man named Timoteo almost everything. Starting from his home, to his long time crush, and finally his escape from his own residence. His misfortunes and his lucky ones.

"Quite a story you got there." The old man then stood up after moments of thinking over something. "Would you like to come with me boy?" Timoteo pointed out his cane to Tsuna, who was still sitting on the ground, processing what the old man had just said.

He didn't know what made him trust the man or what made him say it but he said it anyway. The answer that would soon change his life and future.

"Yes."