Adventures in Italia ~Primo Generation~

When an enemy of the Vongola Famiglia went to the time of Vongola Primo to wipe out the Famiglia Tsuna and his Guardians were sent back to stop him. They didn't expect to show up as little kids, let alone be taken in as the Primo generation's children. Tsuna decided fate really had it in for him.

Post Manga Finale, parental!1stGen

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

Chapter Two

"HIEE!" Tsuna cried as he ran down the cobblestone streets, wondering why this was happening to him!

It had been easy enough plan. Get sent back to the past to stop the Astarita Famiglia from killing Primo and his Famiglia, use their Vongola Gear to get back to their time.

Easy enough, right?

Yeah… Not for Tsuna. Nothing has gone right for Tsuna since Reborn came into his life.

It started when they landed 400 years in the past, only not to be transported together but isolated from each other. Without their Vongola Gear, boxes, rings and weapons. And oh the kicker of the day, they weren't their real ages, no they were in the bodies of six-year olds!

Tsuna shuddered to think what happened to Lambo, Tsuna had been trying to find his Famiglia when a group of men in black suits had spotted him in the streets he had been wandering.

"I am going to kill you Reborn!" Tsuna cried out, panting heavily as he ducked around a corner, his small bare feet hitting the cobblestones as he ran only wearing his baggy orange and white hoodie that he had to tie up the best he could so he wouldn't trip on the hem.

"Get the brat, he must be Primo's child!" One of the men ordered in Italian. Tsuna felt like crying, looking just like Giotto was a curse (sometimes a good shock factor) in the Mafia world.

Tsuna spotted an overhang and put all his strength into his feet, not noticing some of his Sky flames appearing around his feet as he leapt upwards. He grabbed onto the overhang and scrambled up onto the roof of the nearby building.

Tsuna let out a puff of air as he peered over the edge of the roof to see the men shouting at each other and glaring up at him. Tsuna let out another puff of air when a few men leapt up to grab the overhang. Tsuna looked around wildly and a grim look covered his face as he spotted a large rock. Tsuna fit his small hands around the rock and heaved it upwards and when the first man's head appeared over the edge of the roof, he brought it down hard and smiled when the man shouted as he fell back onto the ground. He repeated the action two more times before the men on the ground got the message and stopped climbing up after him.

Tsuna dropped the bloodstained rock and started to run across the roof, leaping the small gap the best he could onto the next rooftop.

Sudden pain erupted from his right arm, Tsuna let out a cry of pain almost falling on his face. He instinctively gripped his wounded arm, spinning around to see a man standing on the rooftop he had just came from holding a smoking gun at him.

"I'll make this quick Decimo scum." The man sneered and Tsuna's blood ran cold, the Astarita Famiglia had found him.

"Give it your best shot Astarita trash." Tsuna snarled back at the man feeling very much like Xanxus and wasn't that scary?

Tsuna focused on his flames letting his forehead and hands light up in his Sky flames, feeling the skin on his hands and forehead starting to burn.

"I'll bite you to death!" A familiar, yet higher pitched voice called out as a blur of black dropped down onto the rooftop, the blur attacking the Astarita member and soon enough he dropped onto the roof like a rock.

"Hibari!" Tsuna let his flames die out in relief, dropping to his knees holding his bleeding arm.

"Mm little Omnivore." Hibari walked over to Tsuna, eyes trained on the blood coming from his Sky's arm. He was wearing a black suit jacket, the front was buttoned up and he was also barefoot and in his grip were two wooden sticks as mock tonfa's. Leave it to Hibari to find a weapon even as a seven-year old, well Tsuna wasn't going to complain.

"Have you found anyone else yet?" Tsuna asked as he watched Hibari carelessly ripped a piece of his suit off and tied it tightly around Tsuna's injury.

"No." Hibari said shortly before he stood up, Tsuna following him.

"I can try to find their flames." Tsuna said, rubbing his wounded arm gently.

"Save your flames Omnivore." Hibari shook his head. "We just look for…"

An explosion went off nearby.

"That." Hibari let out a bloodthirsty grin that looked terrifying on a seven-year old before he took off across the rooftops. Tsuna let out a long-suffering sigh trying to guess which one of his Guardians had set it off.

Tsuna followed Hibari and peered down at the debris to catch sight of more Astarita Famiglia members all scattered around the blast zone, most not moving and some even on fire. Meanwhile silver hair flashed in the dying flames from the explosions as Hayato darted around the Astarita Famiglia members that were still standing.

Hibari dropped down, his wooden tonfa's flying as he went; Tsuna slapped his hand to his face at his Cloud's behavior. Tsuna dropped down after his Cloud to try to find his Storm.

"Hayato!" Tsuna cried out.

"Juudaime!" Hayato's child like voice called out from the smoke and he burst out, covered in soot. He broke out into a cheerful grin when he spotted his Sky and rushed over to Tsuna when he spotted the fabric on his arm and his face darkened like an oncoming storm.

"What happened? Are you okay?" Tsuna asked, gently patting his Storm down pleased to find no injuries.

"These Astarita bastards tried to kill me, I managed to make a bomb from some gunpowder from the pistols I err got off of some time period Mafia men and some matches and then here we are." Hayato explained as he grinned dopily at the sight of his boss so worried about him and how cute and fluffy Tsuna was at six-years of age.

"As long as you're alright." Tsuna accepted the explanation.

"Have you found anyone else?" Tsuna asked as the two watched as Hibari destroyed the last of the Astarita members in the area.

"Not yet, I'm worry about Ahoshi though, if we got turned into six-years old then what age was Lambo turned into?" Hayato asked, his protective nature when around the Lightning peeking through.

"I'm worried about him too, I just hope at least one of us ended up with him." Tsuna admitted his own fears.

"Kufufufu, I told you my dear Nagi that the explosion was the work of our Storm." Mukuro and Chrome walked out of a nearby wall, having used their Mist flames to manipulate their environment; thankfully their tridents were made out of their flames so when their gear was left behind they weren't defenseless like the rest of them.

"Mukuro! Chrome, oh thank god you're both okay!" Tsuna scurried over to his two Mists, hugging Chrome while making eye contact with Mukuro who inclined his head signaling they both were okay. He noticed how cute Chrome was as six-year old and even Mukuro was adorable at seven-years old even though he would never admit it aloud in fear for his life. Even if his usually long hair was now short and in his pineapple style once more.

"Bossu." Chrome nuzzled her slightly taller Sky. Tsuna smiled as he petted her purple hair, noting that it was spiked up like a pineapple still much like the style Mukuro still sported, he hadn't seen her with their hair style since middle school but it was about waist length so that must have been the length she had at this age.

"So we are just missing Onii-San, Takeshi and Lambo." Tsuna said, allowing her to curl up against his side.

"EXTREME!" A shout came from a few streets over.

"There's tuff-top." Hayato laughed as the group went on the move and easily spotted Ryohei running down a group of Astarita Famiglia members, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Oh Tako-Head! Sawada!" Ryohei waved his blood stained fists as he spotted the group of small children heading towards him. Like Mukuro and Hibari he was seven-years old, barefoot and only wearing his orange training jacket that brushed at his feet with every step.

"Onii-San!" Tsuna waved at his big brother, a smile on his face seeing that Ryohei was uninjured.

"I'm glad I extremely found you all! These Astarita men were saying some really bad things." Ryohei shook his head to get rid of the words the men had spoken to him during their fight.

"Now we're just missing the baseball freak and Ahoshi." Hayato said looking around the street, ignoring the downed bodies of Mafia members lying around them.

"We should get off the streets, this is bound to attract attention." Mukuro noted.

"Good idea, we need to find shelter then we can focus on finding Takeshi and Lambo." Tsuna agreed and the group moved as one on a silent command. They took to the rooftops and made it to the edge of town while Hibari parted from the group to find them shelter.

"Oya, the Skylark says he found an abandoned building we can use." Mukuro said after tilting his head to the side for a moment.

"You followed him with your illusions didn't you?" Tsuna asked his male Mist amused.

"I will neither confirm or deny this." Mukuro said innocently.

"Let's get going then." Hayato nodded and the group followed Mukuro's lead to where Hibari was waiting for them.

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"We have to keep moving Lambo." Takeshi urged the three-year old, his fingers gripping the large wooden stick he had found, not caring that the wood bit into his palms and his blood was starting to stain the wood a darker shade.

"But you're hurt Takeshi-Nii." Lambo tugged the six-years old's long blue shirt seeing all the scrapes and gashes on his tanned skin.

"I'm fine, we can't let them find us." Takeshi brushed off his little brother's concerns.

"Okay, lets find the others." Lambo said determinedly, his words slurring adorably.

"That's my little brother." Takeshi grinned, ruffling the smaller boy's dark hair.

"Over here!" A voice cried out.

"Now!" Takeshi grabbed Lambo's hand and the two bolted further into the forest they had first landed in. Numerous gunshots sounded out around them, Takeshi hissed when a sharp pain hit his cheek as the bullet grazed him. Lambo on the other hand let out a sharp cry of pain and Takeshi felt Lambo's hand slip out of his grip.

"Lambo!" Takeshi whirled around to see Lambo lying on the ground, blood pooling around from his lower leg.

"Run Takeshi-Nii!" Lambo cried out in pain.

"I'm not leaving you here!" Takeshi stood in front of Lambo, holding his makeshift wooden sword in front of him.

"Shigure Soen Ryu, Shibuki Ame." Takeshi let his Rain flames flow into his wooden sword as he turned it backwards and spun in a circle creating a whirlwind style shield and the bullets fired bounced off of the shield of Rain flames excluding from the six-year old.

"Hold your fire." A voice shouted and the bullets stopped flying and Takeshi stopped his shield and took up his protective stance in front of Lambo once more.

"Stay back or I'll kill you all I swear I will!" Takeshi shouted at the Astarita Famiglia members.

"We do not doubt that Rain Guardian, even in this size you are a natural hitman. That is why you must be killed, not taken captive like your other Famiglia members." A man stepped forward wearing to an honest to god top hat.

"You're lying, there is no way you could take any of them out, let alone capture them." Takeshi shook his head as he kept his senses open so Lambo wouldn't be attacked from behind.

"We have no use for you Rain, but Lightning will be a good tool to make the others cooperate." The top hatted man smirked and raised his hand to signal for the other members to attack. Takeshi tensed up and his mind sluggishly tried to remember what attack to use next, using his flames without a proper weapon to conduct his flames and his body's lack of training was starting to take its toll.

"I would stay away from the children if I were you." A voice called out, Takeshi turned and stared in shock at the sight of Asari Ugetsu, Knuckle and Giotto standing a few feet away from the group, their own flames going strong as they glared at the Astarita Famiglia members.

"Ah the Primo Generation, how convenient." The man sneered.

"Stay away from them!" Takeshi shouted, not wanting the Primo Generation to get involved with the Astarita Famiglia.

"Do not worry young one. You are safe now." Asari stood in front of Takeshi, his four Irregular swords already in his hands.

"It's not us I'm worried about." Takeshi muttered not lowering his wooden sword.

"Sleep young one." Asari smiled at the worried voice the child talked in, Asari will admit when he first spotted the small child and the smaller one behind him he had been taken aback of how much they both looked like himself and Lampo respectively. Asari placed his hand on the protesting older boy's head and let his Rain flames lull him to sleep. Asari easily caught the now unconscious boy in his arms.

"Takeshi-Nii! What did you do to him?" Lambo's green eyes watered up as he stared at the Primo Rain guardian with worry but no fear.

"He is simply sleep young one, Knuckle will be over to heal your leg. Until then, please save your strength." Asari repeated the action and gently placed the sleeping Takeshi onto the ground next to the sleeping Lampo lookalike. Asari stood over them feeling very protective of the two sleeping children while Giotto and Knuckle drove the Mafia men back.

"That wasn't too much of a chore." Giotto dusted his hands off as the top hatted man led the retreat, clearly annoyed that he had lost his chance to kill the two children.

"What are we going to do with the children? They look just like you and Lampo." Knuckle fed his Sun flames into the Lampo lookalike's leg before moving to Asari's lookalikes hands that were torn to shreds from using the makeshift wooden sword.

"We'll have to take them back to the mansion. When they wake up we can question them… I hate to ask Asari, but… Are you sure you don't have a child?" Giotto asked gently.

"Not that I am aware of Giotto-San, but the similarity between the two of us is too much to ignore." Asari said as he gently lifted Takeshi up into his arms once Knuckle finished healing his hands and cheek. Asari swallowed as he gently cradled the child in his arms, he had not realized that children were so small and so fragile. Knuckle lifted the Lampo lookalike into his arms before the group followed Giotto back towards the Vongola Mansion.