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New story, hope it will be okay.

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR

Enjoy~

Key

Italian

Japanese

It was coronation day.

Finally... all of their hard work was going to be paid off. All the training, all of the fighting... everything.

It was all coming together.

Being Neo-Primo, the mafia society had requested that Tsuna be dressed in Primo's traditional outfit, with today's...modern technology.

And of course... they would bend to their wishes.

If there was anything in the world that you must never do... it was anger high class mafia.

Today could make or break Tsuna's family.

It wasn't just his coronation... it was the mafia's chance to test Tsuna capabilities. And they would test him while pretending to be polite.

It was the Mafia's way...

He was beyond nervous.

Standing in front of the mirror in his change room, he looked himself over.

The regal black coat was brought together with chains of gold. Underneath, he had an Armani black suit on and shoes of the highest decree. But, despite all the regalia, he still refused to wear a bowtie. Reborn only let him because you couldn't see that he wasn't under his cloak.

Over the past three years, he'd grown. Not so much in height but in appearance.

His hair framed his face, and the constant HDW usage had made his eyes lighten into an almost golden colour. He was leaner, thin but wired with muscles developed from manoeuvring his body while flying.

His most noticeable feature was his hair. He let a portion of it grow out until his waist. But he'd plaited it so it wouldn't get in his way while flying. Still, it flowed behind him when he walked.

He thought it made him look girly but his family loved it.

He had all his weaponry on him... pills, gloves, rings etc. This was a mafia function after all.

And he was the heir to what was really Mafia Royalty.

...anyway.

He also had his headphones.

Those trusty headphones made him feel a little calmer. All his guardians would have their own earphones as well... almost exactly the same as the ones from the future.

It was nice to know that he wouldn't be along with all those mafia men.

See, it was a soiree. Only the mafia bosses would be allowed near Tsuna, whom would be on the higher level of the ballroom.

All of the boss's body guards would be required to mingle on the lower platform... even his own guardians

Tsuna wanted to cleanse the mafia... but it would be a very long process.

This formation required trust... and his life could be on stake.

Reborn had originally outwardly refused this formation... along with Nono and Tsuna's guardians.

But this is what he wanted. It was his duty to unite the mafia and return the purpose to what Primo had intended.

And to do that he needed trust.

In the mafia, everyone only cared for their own, and rejected everyone else. He needed them to trust each other.

And if that was going to put his life in danger... so be it.

But, being Vongola... they always had a backup plan.

His guardians could move as fast as lightening... Reborn had literally timed them on how fast they could get from their positions to the top level where Tsuna was.

The average was 1.5 seconds.

But... despite all the plans... he was still nervous.

He would have to associate with the people he wanted to destroy. It would be his first time.

Sure, Reborn had taught him how to socialise and updated him on the latest mafia politics.

But, still. It wasn't something he'd wanted.

The mafia was scum, and he had do destroy them while keeping up an appearance.

Calm thoughts.

He wouldn't have to destroy anything today... it was his coronation.

He hoped it would be a peaceful event.

But, they where mafia... and they really weren't known for their peaceful qualities.

Tsuna steeped out of the room to see his guardians all lounging on the extravagant couches.

They were all dressed up too.

All with different variations of black suits and dress shirts the colour of their flames...

There was no doubt that they were all decked out with hidden weapons, courtesy of Reborn.

Chrome was in a female suit, and cute little blouse the same colour as Mukuro's dress shirt. Her heels looked deadly, and Tsuna had no doubt in his mind that they were.

"Yo, Tsuna!" Yamamoto said, as he sat up from the couch, making his way towards Tsuna "Looking fancy!" He exclaimed.

As Yamamoto stopped in front of him he looked up at his rain guardian.

Over the years Yamamoto had grown even taller, much to the annoyance of Tsuna, who had only grown an inch or two.

Actually, thinking about it... all of them had grown. Even Lambo was up to his waist.

"Yeah, Tsuna-nii!" Said cow exclaimed. He was seven now, and had a mini suit on, tie and all.

"Of course Juu-diame looks great" Was the indignant growl from Gokudera, whom moved to attention when Tsuna entered the room. He still didn't get along with Lambo, but had a semi friendship with Yamamoto.

"Thank you guys" Tsuna said, a smile coming onto his face. Yamamoto smiled back, leading him to the couch to sit with them.

They could always be counted on to calm him down and divert his attention.

"Oi, Tsuna!" was the call from the door. Reborn.

"Hello Reborn-San... is it all ready?" Tsuna asked, straightening at Reborn's appearance.

Reborn approached, standing in front of them all.

"Yes, the guests are arriving." He said, before speaking to all of them.

"Okay, you guys all know what you need to do. Stay calm and pay attention. You have to arrive in 5 minutes." He said. They all nodded in response, Tsuna started feeling nervous again.

Reborn turned to leave, but before he walked out the door, he turned and took them all in, focusing on his student.

"Make Vongola proud." And them he was gone.

Tsuna took in the sentence and felt his heartbeat rise.

"Don't worry Tsuna; we've got your back." Yamamoto said, turning to him, ruffling the seventeen year olds hair.

"Oi, Baka! Don't mess up Juu-diame's hair" Gokudera said, quickly moving to fix it.

Just as Gokudera was finishing up, Hibari spoke.

"Oi, Its time to move." Was all he said. He was still exactly the same, even at the age of nineteen.

But despite his aloof manner, he had grown a grudging respect for Tsuna.

They all had.

"Extreme!" Ryohei exclaimed as he stood up from the floor... yeah, he hadn't changed much either.

Hibari looked at Tsuna for confirmation, soon they all turned to him... waiting for orders.

Tsuna closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. Opening his eyes, he nodded at Hibari.

"Okay guys, here we go."

The left the room and went though their homes hallways until they reached the door of the ballroom.

The whole castle was on high alert, considering that they had not only Allied families, but...other families within the premises.

The guardians kept their guard up... who knows, one of the families could have sent an assassin to get Tsuna before he was even crowned.

And it would be a cold day in hell before they let that happen.

They were on the first floor entrance... specifically made for grand entrances.

A stairwell spanned out from the door, spreading out into a semi circle. After the stair's, Tsuna would have to walk down the aisle and up the platform to his throne, guardians flanking him, of course.

He knew that Nono would be waiting at the throne to crown him, Reborn at his side...

This was it.

He was finally going to become Vongola Decimo.

It was all going to pay off.

'Okay... we can do this." He said, to reassure himself as they all formed themselves at the double door.

The guardians would all walk in front of Tsuna, walking down either side of the stairs in pairs stopping when they reached the different levels. Once they were all set out, Tsuna would finally appear in the middle.

Then, he would walk down the stairs, and as he walked past his guardians, they would follow him, eventually flanking him as he began walking towards his throne.

Tsuna would have much preferred something less grand... but they were Vongola.

They had to look powerful and in sync.

They where the New Generation, they had to look up to standards.

Many of these men would be seeing him for the first time... Vongola had kept him under the radar.

He would be ready.

He would make history.

He immediately felt calm and his eyes sharpened, falling into what his guardians called his 'boss mode'.

Two servants opened up the doors in sync, and his guardians all donned serious expression. They didn't have to smile, only look dangerous.

And boy did they... even loud Lambo kept quiet and serious on Chrome's hip as she strutted down the stairs.

They each left, walking in formation... before Tsuna stepped forward.

He felt his winning smile fall into place as he stepped into the light.

Antonio watched the first of the Vongola Tenth Gen guardians walk down the stairs.

They looked young... but their reputations were not to be undermined.

Trafalgar 3rd, Antonio Guachi was not a pleasant man. He hated the little Vongola scum, his drug ring had already been taken out by the little brat before he was crowned.

He'd lost millions.

But, despite all he'd done. Antonio had never seen the brat before.

He was eager to see the little twerp. So he could pinpoint his hate.

But, despite his hate... the boy was Vongola. Vongola would not be pleased to have their heir killed on his coronation day

That was when he saw the boy...

He had not expected this.

He'd expected a buffed up boy on steroids and scar's coating his body. He'd expected a scowl, the boy looking down at everyone.

The brat was smiling.

He was a little thing, smaller than his guardians.

Antonio felt his anger increase at seeing the boy... such at tiny thing had taken out millions worth of drugs and property.

He would not let his reputation fall to that.

He didn't care that the brat was Vongola... he needed to be taught a lesson.

Tonight.

Tsuna reached the bottom of the stairs, smiling at the people in front of him. He saw nothing but suits and distasteful expressions. It seemed they hadn't expected him.

He felt himself grin internally.

He was strong. He had his guardians by his side, flanking him with their deadly expressions. And he knew that they would do anything to keep him safe.

They were Vongola.

And they were strong.

We continued walking; he was halfway down the aisle now. His guardians where following him.

At this point, he was on level with the guests. He felt small compared to them. But, it was nice knowing he could probably take them down single-handedly.

He couldn't get cocky, once you got cocky, you died.

But... he could tell they didn't respect him yet...

He would make sure they did.

He would make sure to make Vongola proud.

Tsuna walked up the two-stepped platform, expression now closed. His guardians branched off to form a semi-circle around the platform, facing him.

He walked up the steps, and gracefully knelt in front of the throne.

Nono smiled at him from the throne's side.

Nono handed him a dagger. Tsuna gripped it in his hand, feeling its weight.

He held his left palm out, before bringing the knife down and slicing the skin. He didn't wince; keeping his expression blank he closed his fist to keep the blood from running.

He handed the dagger back to Nono, he held his right hand out the front of him, palm facing down and Vongola ring visible on his middle finger

He held his left hand above the ring, and let a single drop of blood coat the ring, running down the sides.

Immediately, he stood and turned to face the room.

Face determined, he held out the bloody ring. Signifying that his blood was Vongola's

Vongola was his.

He let go of his barriers. He went into Hyper Dying Will.

The room shuddered as is moved by an earthquake, one which Tsuna was at the epicentre of. His hair and coat lifted at the sudden shift in power.

His forehead lit into flames and his power flowed from the Vongola ring.

He looked over everyone impassively, his power for everyone to see.

"All hail, Vongola Decimo!" Nono exclaimed, kneeling at Tsuna's feet.

The rest of the room went to their knees, some begrudgingly.

Tsuna's guardians all went to their knees, their right hand held to their hearts as they bowed.

He was Vongola Decimo.

King of the Mafia.

It was time for them to personally acknowledge him.

Mafia Bosses went to the top platform. Tsuna sat at his golden throne, hands on either side.

He looked as calm and as deadly as possible.

A lot of the Mafia Bosses didn't look happy about leaving behind their protection... but they were required to meet Vongola Decimo before he came down from his throne.

And if possible, to formally pledge their allegiance to him.

The best alliances where formed at the beginning of the new bosses reign.

Of course Dino went first. He went forward without complaint. Tsuna looked impassive, eyes shining gold as he approached... Dino couldn't help but be proud.

He was so powerful.

He knelt in front of Tsuna. Tsuna held out his hand, eyes only brushing his. He took the hand.

"I pledge myself and my families allegiance to Vongola Decimo." he stated, loud enough for the watchful mafia bosses to hear.

He kissed the bloody ring.

Just as he kissed the ring, he muttered "Well done, Tsuna".

He smiled up at him, and Tsuna looked down impassively, but he saw the glimmer in his eyes.

He stood up, face once again blank. He backed away three steps before turning away and walking from the platform.

It was all about appearances now... later on he would attack Tsuna with praise and hugs.

But now, he would do anything within his power to make Tsuna and Vongola look powerful.

Tsuna was not a weak link... and he would make sure nobody saw him as one.

After all the bosses had greeted him as Vongola Decimo, he stood up.

Many of the bosses had left the platform to socialise, but seeing him ready to talk, they went up to speak with him and others.

It was a chance to speak with other families and gain alliances of their own.

Servers manoeuvred around, serving champagne and other small delicacies.

They might not look like much, but they where servants of the Vongola Family.

Not only where they paid better than your average teacher, but there were trained to eliminate any threat to the Vongola.

Just an extra precaution.

"Champagne, Decimo?" Asked an opulently dressed server. Tsuna turned to him, and the server shivered at his stare.

Tsuna, realising he still held an intimidating glare, immediately switched it off.

"Ah, my apologies Mr Chiserca. Yes please." he said, smiling at the waiter.

The waiter flushed at the praise, and the fact that Vongola Decimo remembered his name.

That smile of his wasn't helping either.

Eventually, the waiter skittered away to serve others and Tsuna was approached by an old mafia boss.

Suddenly, but only for a second, Tsuna was thankful for Reborn's... tutoring.

Mr Wilocca. 5th boss of the Pretoria Mafia Family. Stayed under the radar, didn't deal in prostitution or drugs but did some shady weapons deals.

Tsuna's preferred kind of mafia.

"Good evening, Mrs Wilocca." he said, smiling.

And so the evening went on.

Tsuna was growing tired. So far he hadn't dealt with too many bad mafia's, or ones he had problems with in the past.

But he knew, sooner or later, one would come up.

And he didn't know how well he would hold up.

Many of the mafia bosses he knows that are present are the kind he hated. The ones that were so evil they couldn't be called human.

He hadn't been able to see his guardians for a while.

Or anyone he knew.

We was completely alone and vulnerable.

He could feel the stares from the mafia bosses; he could feel himself getting nervous again.

Controlling his breathing, he willed himself to calm down.

But... he could help but feel uneasy...

What if something happened, what if one of them was hurt, what if-

"We are always here, Omnivore" was the familiar voice in his headphones.

He looked up, shocked, but quickly covered it.

"To your right" He turned, and was greeted with the sight of his cloud guardian, leaning against a marble column a few metres away.

"Look up, Juu-diame" He turned to look at the balcony, next to the stairs. Gokudera stood, leaning on the railing and looking down at him. Observing the area and making sure Tsuna was safe.

"Behind you~" Mukuro was behind the platform, just a metre away from him. He was leaning against his trident, shimmering slightly. Tsuna knew that he was under an illusion that made him invisible... but seeing Tsuna's distress, he had made himself visible to Tsuna for a moment.

"Your never alone, Tsuna" Yamamoto said, and Tsuna could see him at the snacks table, grinning at him. "We will always be there for you."

He felt calm already. But he could see a man approaching... it didn't look good.

"Thank you guys." he muttered. Before turning to the man with renewed vigour, ready to face the worst.

"Hello there, Vongola Decimo" Was the deep voice from the man, who approached, not even looking at him. Preferring to look at the champagne glass he was swirling, letting the contents spin in the glass.

Antonio Guachi, 3rd boss of the Trafalgar family. Dealt in all things illegal. Weapons, drugs, you name it, he's done it. Relished in others misfortune. Not very fast in battle, but strength more than made up for it. Killed innocents... and was originally in alliance with the Estrano family.

The exact type he wanted to destroy.

He could hear Mukuro growling at the man's presence... wanting badly to attack and destroy this man.

But, Mukuro couldn't... look where it got him last time.

"Hello, Mr Guachi." He said stiffly in Italian.

Antonio finally looked over him, before turning to his glass again, taking a sip.

"Big show tonight, huh?" he said. But Tsuna caught the underlying words. 'Trying to be a big-shot, aren't you?'

Tsuna tensed.

"Yes, the Vongola is strong, and we will not be considered weak" he said. 'Don't underestimate me or my family'

"Right, right... No need to get defensive, Tsunayoshi."

"Please refrain from calling me that, sir. We are not well acquainted enough." He almost growled.

The man moved closer, almost leering down it him.

"Well, maybe we should get more acquainted, Tsunayoshi~." he said...And then he attacked.

Before Tsuna could even comprehend, he had been pulled by the shoulder, spun and shoved against Antonio's broad chest.

He felt a knife at his neck.

He heard a champagne glass fall and a woman gasp as people took in the scene.

For a second, terror filled him... pure, unadulterated terror that this man was going to kill him, let his blood run down the white steps and-

But then his guardians where there.

"You Bastard!" Gokudera screeched, relinquishing bombs. The other guardians too brandishing weapons. Mukuro growled savagely at the man.

Five of Antonio's men where there, grinning at the guardians with guns in their hands. Stopping them from getting closer to Antonio.

But Vongola allies where there too, pointing guns at the traitor.

"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you." Antonio said, pushing the knife into Tsuna neck, breaking the skin and letting blood flow.

"One, I've got your precious Decimo. Two, shoot me and I'll just use him as a human barrier..." He taunted as Tsuna blood flowed down his neck and stained his white collar.

Tsuna felt his blood boil. Not only had they threatened him, but they threatened the entire Vongola.

They would not bow to somebody like him, not under his command.

"You have made one grave mistake, Mr Guachi." He said calmly.

Antonio looked down at the boys head, confused. Regaining his composure, he asked

"And what would that be, my little captive?" He grinned again.

"Well... you underestimated me" And then he was gone from Antonio's arms.

Antonio only had a moment to register the change, before he felt a blow to the back of his head.

Stumbling forward, he looked around... and was swarmed by Vongola.

He and his men were held down in seconds.

Tsuna stood above him, HDW lighted. He looked down at the man with hate in his eyes.

Seeing his own predicament, he switched his attitude, assuming Plan B.

"Oh, I was just testing you, Decimo" He said, smiling up at the boy.

He grinned internally. The boy had a reputation for not killing his enemies, only handing over criminals to the police.

He was weak, and Antonio could play to that.

But, Tsuna looked down at him, Hyper Intuition warning him of the man's lies.

"Don't lie to me, scum. I know what you wanted to do. But Vongola is not weak, and neither am I" He growled.

Turning to Mukuro, he tilted his head, smiling almost evilly.

Seemed some of Reborn's sadistic tendencies had rubbed off onto him.

"Mukuro, would you like to show Mr Guachi and his men how we handle traitors?" He asked.

Mukuro smirked, seeing what opportunity Tsuna was giving him.

"Well, of course Decimo." He grabbed Antonio and bound him with illusions, soon the others allies lead the men away.

Antonio growled as he was lead away, the stares from the other guests following him.

He should have known Vongola would not be lenient.

After Gokudera hastily patched him up, Tsuna stood, speaking to the shocked guests.

"Sorry for the disruption, please continue your evening. Deserts will be served shortly" he said, and the people look up at him.

Finally seeing the ruler for the first time, they realised that this boy was not weak.

He was Vongola Decimo

And he was not to be undermined.

Yay! Not a tragedy :)

Hope it was good, haven't written something like this for a longggg while.

God Bless,

SephrinaRose