Summary: Sawada Tsunayoshi, Vongola Decimo, wakes up in a parallel world, where his guardians aren't his guardians anymore. Instead they follow another candidate of the title 'Vongola Decimo'. Thrown back in the body of a 15-year-old middle school boy he refuses to ignore is friends and looks out for them if needed.

Warning: Spelling and grammar Mistakes (not my mother language). Boys x Boys.

Chapter I

As he woke up he refused to open his eyes because he wanted to sleep some more. He turned to his sides and snuggled against his pillow. He smelled like his old home back in Japan. After the curse of the Acrobaleno was lifted and graduation was done he and his famiglia moved to Italy to the main quarter of Vongola. He attended the position of Vongola Decimo and ruled now for about nine years. So, he was now 24 years old. But why did his pillow smell like his Japanese home? He forced his eyes open und stared at furniture he was pretty similar with… but during the time he lived in Japan. His room in the main quarter was really spacious, and his desk wasn't next to his bed…

Tsuna sat quickly up and stared at the desk next to his bed. As he looked around he saw his old room in Japan. "What?" Tsuna whispered and got up. He was confused and walked a few steps as he looked in the mirror, gasping and stumbling backwards only to land in his bed again.

"WHAT?" He couldn't believe what he saw in the mirror. He was back in his body of a 15 year old boy. Or 14. Tsuna opened and closed his mouth like a fish and couldn't believe it. What happened? Why was he here? Confused he searched for something that could tell him, why he was here? Maybe Lambo's bazooka caught him again … but he didn't see Reborn or the loud voices of the kids. Instead it was really, really quiet. Where was his mum? Still confused he walked out of his room to find himself in the hallway he lived for 15 years. Nostalgia hit him and sighed at the memories.

Now, excited to see his mother he ran downstairs – without falling down the stairs, he could finally rid of this habit – and entered the kitchen. But he didn't see his mother cooking in here but found no one here. The house was completely empty, his breathe was the only noise he could here in this house. Not even a note was attached on the fridge that could tell him where his mother went.

Tsuna frowned and looked at the clock on the wall. Oh. He had to go to school… but what day was it? If he was caught by the bazooka of Lambo he should be back in five minutes. Sitting on the table he observed the clock, watching the small hour hand to move until it hit the fifth minute. But nothing happened. He wasn't back in his time. Tsuna leaned back and let out a heavy sigh. Maybe the bazooka was broken again? But he couldn't remember Lambo being near him… He got up and stalked to his room again, searching for the school uniform. As he looked at the beige uniform he smiled in nostalgia and put it on. A look to the mirror made him laugh. Oh, how long didn't he have to wear those clothes?

He brushed with his hands over his untamed hair and grabbed his school back. Maybe he could found Reborn at school. As he left the house he noticed that neither Gokudera nor Yamamoto came to pick him up. Was he 13 as he didn't meet anyone? He remembered the school way as if he was never away from his home town. He saw a few students of Namimori middle school and even recognized some of the faces.

Well, maybe he could go back later to his time so that his younger self wasn't late for school. Wasn't he nice? The more he got closer to his old school the more he got excited. What would await him there? At the school entrance he saw the member of the Discipline Committee and smiled at them. They shot him a skeptical glare and a confused frown. Tsuna ignored them and walked through the gate. Maybe they were confused that he was too early?

As he walked through the hallway of the school building he wandered which class he belonged to. Was he in his first year? Or second? Maybe first year, because he didn't see Gokudera or Yamamoto yet…

Suddenly he felt a hand pushing him and landed on the floor. "You're in the way, Dame-Tsuna!" someone said, others were laughing. So… first year maybe? Tsuna sighed and stood up and followed the male student. It must be his class… maybe. But the student walked into a second year classroom. Didn't he met Yamamoto and Gokudera as he was in his first year?

As he entered the classroom he looked around as he saw a student he didn't know. Huh? Who was that? Rather confused he looked for his table as he found one with a faint handwriting on it. 'Dame' was written where. So this was his table, huh?

He sat down as the door at the front opened. Tsuna looked up to see Gokudera entering the room and his face lightened up. But before he could say something he saw Gokudera looking at him rather skeptically as he walked to the student he didn't know. Tsuna raised in surprise as he watched him.

"Juudaime!" Gokudera called and he didn't mean Tsunayoshi. Confused he turned his head to scrutinize the student who smiled at the silveret. "Good morning, Gokudera-kun! How are you?" the boy answered.

Tsuna tilted his head in confusion. Juudaime? But wasn't he Juudaime? Tsuna scratched his head and waited a bit. Nervously he peeked at the two students; one of them was his right hand and best friend – in his time. And suddenly he came to another conclusion.

Maybe it wasn't time traveling. He could be… parallel world traveling. Reborn once talked with him about it. And maybe… he was in a parallel world? No, no, no, that must be a mistake! He never did travel … like that before! Tsuna gasped slightly. What … what should he do? Well, he was time and parallel world traveling, because he wasn't 24 years old but 14 or 15 years old. And he might be in another universe where he wasn't Vongola Decimo…

Oh. He didn't have to join the mafia. He didn't have to be responsible for a famiglia who were criminals. Well, his friends weren't that criminal… but he could have a normal life! But … for how long? He shouldn't get his hopes up.

As a black haired teen entered the room it made his heart clenched. Yamamoto. As he watched him walk to Gokudera and the student he didn't know his name he suddenly felt like crying. If this life without mafia meant he had to give up his friends, his family, he didn't want it. And maybe he could still befriend them.

Tsuna sighed. It was so confusing. "Stop talking bullshit, baseball idiot!" Gokudera yelled suddenly and made Tsuna look at them again. "Ma, ma, calm down! I'm just saying!" he said laughing carelessly. Oh, how he missed his best friends!

"Don't listen to him, Juudaime! He just has baseball in his head!" Gokudera turned to the student who laughed a bit. "It's okay, Gokudera. It sounds fun…" "Yes, Ienatsu! Let's play after school!"

Ienatsu. So his name was Ienatsu. Tsuna lowered his head on the desk and sighed. He still could… he opened his eyes as he looked at the faint writing on his table.

He was just 'Dame-Tsuna" – again. As Dame-Tsuna he had no friends, no allies. He was all alone and that made his heart clenched a bit. He knew how it felt like to have friends and a family. It would maybe better if he hadn't known how it felt like. But now, it hurt to be alone. Tsuna scratched his head and sighed deeply. When will he be back at his universe?

…

At lunch break Tsuna looked up to see Gokudera and Yamamoto walking to Ienatsu. He felt a little jealous but what could he do? He can't tell them they were his friends in his world. He scratched his head and stood up, and wanted to leave the room as he stumbled against someone's desk. He heard a high squeak and stumbled backwards. "Hiiieee! I-I'm sorry!" Tsuna said automatically as if he was 14 again. As he looked up he saw in Sasagawa Kyoko's face and gasped a bit. She looked really surprised and then shocked. Why?

As Tsuna's view wandered down he could see that she hold a can of green tea in her hands and…fleck on her uniform. He paled. "Oh! I'm so sorry! I- I didn't mean to-" he stuttered as he suddenly got hardly pushed and landed a second time of the day on the ground. "Oi, Dame-Tsuna!" the student from before yelled at him. "What did you do to Kyoko-chan?!"

Tsuna frowned as he looked from the ground to the student. Hm, what was his name again? He tried to remember his name as he got it. Tanaka. "It accidently stumbled against the table. I'm really sorry", he said calmly as he observed the movement of Tanaka. He opened a bottle of water and gave him a shower. Tsuna flinched as the water was poured down on him. He felt angry, but he should control himself. They are just stupid teenagers. You're better than this, he told himself and closed his eyes.

"Hey, guys!" Suddenly another voice came up. Tsuna opened his eyes to see Ienatsu standing next to Kyoko. "I think this is enough. He already apologized!" Tanaka snorted. "He needed a lesson – again. Dame-Tsuna!" Tsuna got his foot kicked but it didn't hurt at all.

He sighed as he felt a handkerchief on his wet cheek. Tsuna blinked and looked in Kyoko's face. She smiled apologetic. "I'm sorry that happened. Are you okay, Sawada-kun?" she asked him and Tsuna couldn't help it but smile softly at her. "Yeah. I'm okay." He looked up to Ienatsu who held a hand to him. Tsuna hesitated but grabbed the hand to stand up.

As he was standing he looked him in the eyes and he could literally felt it. The sky flame in him was there. He had it and it was strong but not as strong as his. Tsuna frowned a bit before letting go of his hands. "I'm… uh… thank you. Really", he said as he looked at Yamamoto and Gokudera. The silveret frowned at him, showing his displeasure and Yamamoto who just grinned at him but it wasn't a real grin, not the grin his Yamamoto would give him. It hurt and so he bowed slightly before rushing out of the room. He had to go somewhere else.

His feet brought him to the roof top and as he slammed the door opened he breathed in the fresh air. He walked to the fence and looked over the small town he was living for 16 years. Nothing much happened. It was identical to his home town. Tsuna closed the eyes and leaned against the fence. He hoped he would get back soon... he missed his friends already. He heard the door open and turned around to see Ienatsu, Gokudera and Yamamoto. He flinched slightly. "Oh, hi, Sawada-kun!" Yamamoto said to him, still grinning his fake grin at him. Tsuna forced a smile. "Hi."

Gokudera just rolled his eyes at him and walked to the opposite of the roof to sit down. Ienatsu nodded at him and followed Gokudera.

Tsuna watched them as he couldn't stand them any longer. He walked towards the door and opened it, as he heard a loud groan. "Ow! Reborn! That hurt!" The brunet froze and in his movement and blinked.

Reborn. Reborn was here, too. Oh god. Don't turn around. Tsuna gulped as he forced to move through the door. As the door closed he dashed forward not knowing where to hide. He needed a place to be.

It was strange that Yamamoto and Gokudera wasn't around him when they were in the same room with him. He was so used to them. They were his best friends but… in this world Sawada Tsunayoshi was nothing to them. It really hurt. But he couldn't blame them. In this world, he wasn't a candidate for Vongola Decimo. He was nobody.

Tsuna stumbled and landed again on the floor. He groaned and couldn't believe he was as clumsy as nine years ago. He thought he got rid of that annoying habit.

He did not feel like he was 24… he felt like he went 14 years old again. He cursed slightly and sat up, leaning at the wall and closed his eyes. On which floor was he exactly? As he opened his eyes he looked at a door… on it was written "Reception room".

His eyes widened. It was… It was Hibari's room! Suddenly he heard footsteps. But not anyone footsteps. He recognized them immediately. Even in this parallel world he would know these footsteps. Hibari was coming. He didn't … he didn't want to meet him yet.

So Tsuna got up and ran in the opposite direction and dashed the stairs downwards.

He felt so pathetic. He was so pathetic. They were his guardians. They were his friends… but it felt like they weren't… them. It was different.

...

He skipped the rest of the lessons. He didn't see the point in going staying if he felt so miserable. Tsuna had to know when he could return. But who could he ask? In that kind of situation he missed Reborn. He knew everything and if not he somehow had a plan for it. He could help him but Reborn… didn't know him. He couldn't just search for him. Besides, it was too risky to talk to him. He would just spark his interest and maybe… maybe this universe wanted Ienatsu to be the heir of Vongola Decimo.

Tsuna was at home which still was empty and lied on the bed, staring at his wall. He was bored and didn't know what to do. He just hoped to wake up in his world. Hours went by and he was still stuck in here.

His stomach grumbled and he just noticed that he didn't eat anything. His Kyoko-chan would scold him for neglecting that again. He smiled softly at the thought and went to the kitchen. He wondered where his mother was.

Maybe he lived alone? But where-

As Tsuna looked at the living room which was right next to the kitchen he could see something as a small shrine. His heart stopped for a moment and closed the fridge. Slowly he walked towards the small shrine which he noticed was a butsudan. His fingers trembled as he opened the door. He gasped.

He stumbled backwards and put his hand over his mouth to suppress a scream.

There were two pictures.

On the left side Sawada Nana smiled at him. On the right Sawada Iemitsu grinned sheepishly.

His parents were dead. In this world, his parents were dead.

Tsuna sank into his knees and tried to breath but he couldn't. He clenched his shirt in his hands and made gagging noises. He could feel the tears in his eyes.

The idea of his parents dead was devastating. His mother was naïve but kind and never did she questioned his actions. She had always believe in him and was such a good mother. His father… well, as he was young and a teenager he was never there for him but he did improve his relationship with him in the future as he was Vongola Decimo.

Even if it was just the parallel word – this Sawada Tsunayoshi had no friends and no family. He was all alone… it was so sad. While he got everything in his world this Sawada Tsunayoshi had no one. Isn't it unfair?

Tsuna sobbed lightly as he got up, walking to the butsudan. He stared at the picture of his parents.

"I'm… I'm so… so… so sorry", he whispered, touching the picture. "I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you, kaa-san." Tsuna blinked and a tear rolled down his cheek. "I'm sorry, I couldn't … protect kaa-san, too-san."

He sat down again, pulling his knees toward his chest and hugged them, hiding his face in his knees. He wanted to go back. In his world, where his friends were his and his parents still alive.

Tsuna slowly breathed as he raised his head. Yes, he was an nobody here. But that didn't mean he had to ignore his 'friends'. They will get in trouble because Ienatsu was the Juudaime. And Reborn would teach him. And the mafia would be involved. So he had to help them. From the sidelines.

…

The next morning started early for Tsuna. He woke up at 4am and started his training. He noticed that this body wasn't in good shape so he had to train it, because if he wanted to protect his 'family' here in this world, he had to get stronger.

He was in the woods early in the morning. How well could he use his dying will flame in this body? Did it have the flames? But if he didn't have flames he couldn't sense them yesterday in Ienatsu…

Yes, he had flames. He had learnt to not need pills to activate his flames which were very advantageous for him and for this situation. He closed his eyes, tried to concentrate. He thought about his friends, his family and how he wanted to protect them. He couldn't protect his parents in this world and felt regret but also the strong will to protect his friends, his guardian even more.

Warmth spread through his body and as he opened his eyes his hands were on fire. But they didn't burn – no it was is flames. He did not need gloves. So he tried what he could do with his flames.

During the hours of training he could basically do everything he could do in his world. They lacked some acuteness… but he will train it. He will train it until it was perfect.

It was 7:30 as he returned home, took a shower and put on his uniform. He ate something and did some onigiris for his lunch and packed it in his school bag before leaving the house on time so he was punctual as he walked through the gate.

His body felt worn out but it also felt good. He sat down on his desk and leaned back. He closed his eyes as someone kicked against his table. Tsuna flinched and his eyes shot open. "Oi, Dame-Tsuna! Where were you yesterday? You skipped class, you know? That's not good, heh?" Tanaka grinned at him. "Why don't you just stay at home? No one will miss you here!"

Tsuna wouldn't admit it but those words stung. Because he was true. No one cared for him in this classroom. Yamamoto and Gokudera weren't his friends anymore. But he looked at Tanaka with a blank expression which pissed him of.

"Oi! What are you glaring at me?" Tanaka grabbed his collar and pushed him upwards. Tsuna groaned a bit and frowned at him. "Stop-"

Suddenly a desk were kicked hardly, the sound of the cracking and desks collide into each other was loud, making both flinch.

Gokudera stood there, his annoyed expression was clearly. "Oi, bastard, shut up and let him go", he said darkly and glared at him. Tanaka gulped a bit and shot Tsuna a glare. "I'll remember that", he hissed to him and stomped to his table.

Tsuna ignored the bully and stared at Gokudera. His brown wide eyes looked surprised at the silveret; at his storm guardian. "Tch. Don't flatter yourself", Gokudera hissed. "It's just that Juudaime stopped them yesterday!"

Nonetheless he smiled brightly at him. "Thank you, Gokudera-kun!" he said to him sparkling.

Gokudera frowned at him and 'tch'ed at him before sitting on his table.

Yeah, maybe he could befriend them nevertheless.

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