Tsuna was dame. Everyone knew it and nobody tried to help. His father was busy with his own branch of the Vongola. His brother, Giotto, was busy getting tutored by the hitman Reborn who spat insults at him whenever he felt like it. His mother wasn't busy she just didn't care.

It didn't used to be like this. It started when Reborn arrived and took Tsuna's big brother away from him. Tsuna turned to an introvert with self esteem issues. Who wouldn't when you're told you're crap everyday by your family and bullied at school.

This went on for several years and Tsuna only left his room for school and the occasional meal. His family would sometimes forget he even existed because he never interacted with any of them.

Tsuna eventually became mute after not having anyone to talk to. One afternoon a rare knock on Tsuna's door announced the arrival of Reborn. His tall imposing figure made it impossible for Tsuna to look anywhere else. "Come downstairs." Was all he said and left.

Tsuna followed quickly behind not wanting to anger anyone at his slow pace. When he arrived there was an envelope thrust into his hands and he was told he would be leaving the country and going to a new school in a new town.

Tsuna was too shocked to do anything but stare in disbelief as his family finally decided to get rid of him. His brother told him that it was for his own good and that their father wanted him to get better grades.

Tsuna took the envelope which held his new life and identity in it up to his room to study it. His new life was in a different country and it seems that they had an apartment already set up for him, he's just glad they picked a country who's language he could speak.

Tsuna would be leaving in three days for his new school, which was in Japan not Italy, with Reborn. He decided he was going to get what was probably the only peaceful sleep he would have for a while tonight and tomorrow.

It was finally the day of his departure and nobody showed. He wasn't surprised but he would have liked to at least see his family's face before he left for an undetermined amount of time.

He and Reborn rode one of the private jets the Vongola owns and made the 12 hour flight from Italy to Japan. When they arrived they got in a limousine, also owned by Vongola, and made they're way to Tsuna's new apartment.

It wasn't overly large but it's wasn't small. It was perfect size for a lone Tsuna and he was content. The place was richly furnished with original Italian furniture and he was fully stocked on utensils and dish ware from paper plates and plastic forks to fine China and gold knives.

His wardrobe was fully stocked with outfits ranging from suits to sweatpants and loafers to sneakers. "You will have a monthly allowance of one thousand dollars and you can call if you need anything else." Reborn didn't get an answer, he never does anymore, and left Tsuna to his own devices.

It was the day of school and Tsuna was as prepared as he could be. He had his uniform, his lunch, his backpack, and his emergency knife his father had instructed he keep with him at all times.

Tsuna left the apartment, which was fortunately close to school, and started making his way to his new life. When he followed the map to a mountain hat was supposed to hold his school he was angry.

Angry that his family even sent him to this school, angry that they sent him away, and angry that they didn't even care enough to say goodbye.

His anger quickly turned to sadness as he thought of all the negatives in his life and didn't even realize he was already up the mountain and in his school. "Sawada Tsunayoshi I presume." A deep voice said.

Tsuna looked up to a dark haired, scary looking man in a nice suit, although not as nice as the ones he owns, and nodded his head. "My name is Karasuma Tadaomi. You can just call me Karasuma or Karasuma-San." Tsuna nodded again and his silence unnerved Karasuma a little.

The man turned around with a motion toward Tsuna to follow him and they entered a classroom full of other students. Everybody's attention was on them and Tsuna's face flamed at their looks. They all looked at the scrawny brown fluffy haired boy with light chocolate doe eyes and had one collective thought "HE'S ADORABLE!" Even the guys had no shame looking at him.

"Everybody welcome a new student. His name is Sawada Tsunayoshi." Everybody greeted Tsuna and he bowed then rushed to the only open desk left. At the back near a window.

All of a sudden a yellow octopus flew in wearing a graduates cap and gown and yelled "Hello class!" Tsuna fell out of his seat in shock drawing everybody's attention to him. "You must be new. What's your name?"

The yellow octopus moved at impossible speeds and sat Tsuna in his seat again and he had to resist going for the dagger that was supposed to be in his wasteband at his back. The yellow octopus held up the blade and looked at it in awe.

"This is amazing craftsmanship. How did a middle schooler like you get your hands on a beautiful dagger like this? If I'm correct and this is what I think it is this is one of only three daggers in the world. So I would like to ask you how you got it?"

Tsuna was put on the spot again and he didn't like it. It took a few moments of awkward silence before Tsuna decided that he was going to change in his new life. He used something he hadn't in almost three years, his voice. "It was a gift. Give it back." His voice was scratchy and he coughed for several seconds after use but he felt a weight lift off his shoulders.

Tsuna had forgotten what his own voice sounded like after so many years of not using it but he took the advantage of his voices shock and grabbed his dagger from the octopus. Tsuna put the blade back where it belonged, on his back in a special made holster, and sat down.

"Don't touch my blade again." Tsuna's scratchy voice warned the still shocked octopus who nodded.

"Okay class lets move on shall we?" The octopuses personality did a 180 and he was all of a sudden the happiest person in the room. Karasuma took Tsuna aside during lunch and explained everything that was going on with his teacher and what this class was really for and that no one outside of this room must know and that it was a well guarded secret.

When Tsuna got home that day he wrote Reborn a letter and asked about if he knew what was going on at the school not right out telling him what it was about. He sent the letter because he wasn't to keen on getting a reply so quickly not wanting to reveal his voice to him.

A few days later he received a text from Reborn saying. "The school caters to students who need more help with their studies. That is it." He then concluded that not even the Mafia knew what was happening.

(A/N)

This is part one of a two shot series coming up.