A/N: This is set about two years after the Representative Battle and the Arcobaleno have begun aging again. As in going from 5 to 6 etc. Also this is my first Fanfiction, so I am sorry if it isn't that good.
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, it belongs to Akira Amano. I can only wish.
Warnings: Probable OOC-ness and some swearing (courtesy of Gokudera)
It was during History when it happened. We were just listening to Nagisa-Sensei drone on and on about Italy during the 1800's, being lulled to sleep by her voice. Yamamoto was sleeping with his text book propped up in front of him, and Gokudera was seated with his legs propped up on his desk, chair leaning on its back legs. It was a sight I was used to seeing in most classes.
My own eyes were beginning to feel heavy as I continued listening. Reborn had drilled into my brain as much Italian History that most people wouldn't think possible. Being taught the same thing by a teacher in less detail and with less enthusiasm (read: without the various means of torture if I made a mistake) was quite boring to say the least, hence the part of me falling asleep.
Just as my head was about to hit my desk, my Intuition flared and my head flashed straight up. I looked over at the door and glared, hoping that He wasn't going to walk through the door. Gokudera had noticed and began staring at the door, probably wondering what was going to happen. As the teacher turned to ask a question the door slammed open, causing the teacher to jump and me to drop my head on the table with a groan. Reborn in his Reboyama-Sensei disguise, walked into the room.
Nagisa-Sensei was in a state of shock, when I picked my head up of the table. Glancing slightly at Yamamoto I saw that he had been woken up by the noise and was looking at Reborn. Sighing, I looked at Reborn and saw him staring it me. As if me looking at him was some sort of signal, he looked at the teacher.
"My apologies for interrupting your class, Sensei. But I have just come from the Principles office to deliver the good news." Reborn paused for effect before addressing the class.
"This class has been chosen to go on a month long trip to Italy. A long time friend of mine has agreed to let you stay at his place and has also paid for all the expenses. All you have to do is get a parent or guardian to sign this form, and then you will be free to go. If you wish to, you may bring money to buy souvenirs." He tacked on as an afterthought. I glared at him as soon as he mentioned Italy. He was planning something, I just knew it.
After the slips were given to the class, and Reborn left, the room erupted into chatter. The teacher just sighed and let us talk as she had received a form as well. I guessed that she would be one of the supervising teachers. Gokudera came over muttering about stupid tourists as he was listening to our classmates, while Yamamoto was smiling and laughing as per usual.
"Sounds like fun, doesn't it Tsuna?" he said when he arrived.
"Stupid Baseball-Freak, you sound like a tourist. We go there once a year. Jyuudiame, if you don't wish to go we shall support your decision and stay with you." Gokudera changed from argumentative to loyal puppy when he caught sight of my face. I shook my head and sighed.
"It's okay, Hayato. I will be going. I'm pretty sure I don't have a say in the matter." I sighed again and let my head drop to the table, ignoring the argument that had somehow erupted between the two, and was now happening over my head.
When I got home I confronted Reborn, but a lot of good that did me. He didn't explain anything, just telling me in weird round about ways that we were just going to Italy. I only managed to get out of him that it would be "interesting". His words not mine. After all that hard work I decided that stressing over it wouldn't solve anything. I hope that was a good idea.
A/N: please review so I can work on fixing my writing.