disclaimer: i do not own KHR or even vongola's past. if amano released any info about vongola settimo, that is canon.

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Session 2

"Eh?" Fabio stared blankly at the other. "Could you repeat that?"

"I'm a hitman."

Fabio started laughing. He laughed so hard that he was already clutching his stomach with one hand while the other was wiping the tears forming in his eyes. "That has got to be the funniest thing you have ever said."

"No. I'm serious"

"Yeah right, and I'm the Queen of England. What is that, some sort of dream of yours?" The nerd continued on.

Angelo's eyebrow furrowed. He turned and walked at another direction. "Oh well, I guess I have to do a proper demonstration to make you believe. Maybe I should take on those guys earlier. They probably haven't went that far."

Fabio suddenly froze. He clearly recalled how the other boy single-handledly beat his bullies earlier with ease. He wasn't sure if his classmate's claim was true. But he knew there was still a lingering possibility he would really kill those guys. "W-wait! You don't really have to demonstrate at all. Geez, I'm just joking." Of course that was a lie. He wasn't joking at all. But as much as he hated his tormentors, he hated having unnecessary deaths more, especially if it was related to him.

Angelo halted. He looked at the other with the same innocent expression he wore when he was fighting. "Are you sure? You don't look very convince."

The nerd was pissed but kept his friendly facade. He inwardly debated himself if the other could see right through him or just looking for some sorry excuse to kill someone. "N-n-n-no! Really you don't have to kill anyone. That's silly. Right, Mr. Hitman?"

"Kill?? No, no. Boss strictly ordered me not to do that in my current mission. And to carry it as peaceful as possible." The hitman cheerfully replied.

"You call that peaceful??"

"Well, no one died right? I guess it was peaceful enough."

"What kind of twisted logic do you have?" The hitman only laugh at his remark. But still he sighed in relief. Wait. He realized he had just saved his bullies only to find out that was unnecessary at all. He should have let the hitman perform his demonstration instead.

"Though I wasn't restricted on placing anyone in a coma or paralyzing their body for the rest on their lives. So there are still a lot of options for me to choose from."

That was even worse! He was now relieved. Though saving an enemy really doesn't make his day. He then remembered something that the hitman mentioned earlier. "Hey, you mentioned something about a mission, right?"

"Yup." Angelo grinned. "I'm going to train you to become the next boss of Vongola."

Fabio's jaw dropped. Vongola. He knew the name. There wasn't a day that the name doesn't show up in the headlines. The hitman couldn't be serious. "You can't be serious right?" He gave out a nervous chuckle. "V-Vongola...isn't that--"

Angelo nodded. "It is the most powerful Mafia Family in the country. No, it is the strongest in the entire world."

"You've got to be kidding me!! How can you speak about mafia? And of all, it has to be the Vongola family. You know how the police gets easily agitated about mafia." The nerd scanned the entire area for any bystanders. Fortunately, there was no one there. "You'll be in trouble, in deep trouble."

The hitman patted the other's back. "You don't really have to worry."

He gave the other boy a confusing look.

"Right now. You're standing beside the world's greatest hitman." Angelo grinned at him and gave a thumbs up.

"EEEH!!" He knew he was in trouble. He began his mental prayer. Hoping that it was some sick joke or that the guy he was currently with was dillusional.

"You don't have to worry. I just got the title two years ago. So I'm not that famous. I'll probably won't get that much attacks from rival families. But if anything happens, you don't have anything to be afraid of. You're in safe hands."

The last remark made Fabio more nervous. Shouldn't it be the other was around? More guys would probably attack the hitman to take the title from him. The thought made him shudder but he immediately shook it away. He knew the odds were astronomical. He decided to play along. "If that's the case, then there's nothing to worry about. But there's something bothering me..." He paused for a moment to check if he got the other's attention. "I was wondering why would the prestegous Vongola choose me as the next boss. I don't think I am qualified to become a boss of a mafia."

Angelo nodded. "Yes, It is true. Other than being incredibly smart, you've got nothing at all." He smirked as he could see the other glaring at him. "You are a weak. You suck at any sport, even in running. You don't hava any charisma at all. No courage at all, so you're easily intimidated. You even fail in looks, no wonder girls don't like you. In short, you're a pathetic loser."

"Hey, you're going a bit too far." He muttered.

"But even a loser like you is still needed by the family." Angelo continued. "That's why I'm here. I'll train you to become the rightful heir to Vongola. I'll transform you from a loser to a ruthless leader."

"Would you just cut that out!"

"Besides the Sixth chose you himself."

"Sixth?" He gave the hitman a confused look.

"He is the sixth generation boss. So that makes you the seventh."

"Stop assuming things! What if I refused?"

Angelo smiled at him but it was sinister one. "Then I have to convince you using the Vongola way."

He took a big gulp out of his nervousness. He could feel the dark energy radiating out of the hitman. It was full of killing intent. "A-ah, l-l-look! We're already here." He chuckled nervously again. He was now wondering if getting beaten up was a far wiser choice. "But it's already dark. Why don't we just call it a day and have it tomorrow instead."

"Thank you for your concern, Fabio. But..." The hitman returned to his cheerful expression. "It is also a Vongola tradition that the tutor should also live with his student to closely monitor his student's progess."

"Wait. Isn't our situation the other way around? I'm you tutor."

"Perhaps you are my school tutor. But I am your mafia tutor. And besides, I don't have a permanent home."

Out of nowhere, A steam car that passed them by. It had 2 passengers in it. One of them tossed a luggage bag which was directed towards Fabio. He didn't have time to move away, so he tried catching it. But it was flying too fast that it hit him instead. He fell on his back on the concrete with the luggage on top of him. He tried pushing it away but it was too heavy and it was crushing him.

"My, my. We have to start with improving your strength first." He heard the hitman said.

He could feel the weight lifted from him. He slowly got up and dusted himself. He then saw the other effortlessly carrying the luggage with only one arm. "What the hell is in that luggage??" He was beginning to think that the other was really a hitman. The strongest to be in fact. He had a odd feeling that God was slowly abandoning him.

"Oh, just a few necessities." He wanted to ask but decided that remaining silent was the better course of action. He didn't want to know what evil was loaded in the luggage. The hitman broke the silence. "So, aren't we going inside?"

Fabio's eye twitched. The hitman was acting as if he owns his house. "S-sure..." It was his only reply. He didn't want to face the wrath of the other. He was too young be paralized or sent in a coma. As he reached the door, he fumbled over his keys. When they finally entered the house. He directed the hitman towards the couch. "You want something to drink?" He offered as he went towards the kitchen.

"Ah, water should be fine." The hitman scanned the room. Everything was in order and spotless. He noticed a bookshelf filled with several thick books mostly centered in Physics and Chemistry. There wasn't much in that area. It was conviniently spacious. "You've got a nice place."

"Thanks." Fabio returned with a cold glass of water and juice.

"You don't really do much other than studying and cleaning." Angelo gave a light chuckle while the other glared at him. "So, you live alone?"

"Pretty much. My mom visits here occasionally." Fabio took a sip from his juice. "Anyway, why don't we start with the assignment you mentioned earlier."

"Nope. Too bad, You already said to call it a day. Tutoring will start tomorrow."

Now the other was just pushing him around, just because he's working for a very powerful organization and that he's the strongest hitman. "I don't get it at all. Why am I chosen as the next heir? How do you guys even choose who will lead you?"

"First of all, it was the Sixth who decided that you will be the next boss. Actually, it was his boomerang."

"Boomerang??"

"Yup. What he actually did is he scattered all the pictures of all possible candidates. He then threw his boomerang, it hit yours. So he sent me to train you."

"That's the worst desision he'd ever made. He chose the the next boss though target practice."

"Actually, he always use his boomerang at almost anything."

"What?" He almost break his glass when he slammed it at the table. "You're boss is messed-up. Who in the world would even make him the boss?"

"That would be the Fifth."

"I guess I should have expected that." He muttered.

"You may not think highly of the current boss. But I'll tell you this." He was surprised at the sudden seriousness of the hitman. "He never made once a single error in his decision with his boomerang. I don't see him making a mistake here also."

"But you don't understand. Mafia is still mafia. I don't want to be associated with it."

"Then that means you don't understand the purpose of Vongola yet."

"What? They have?" The nerd grinned. "Then enlighten me." He challenged the other.

Angelo leaned against the couch with his arms crossed. "It's not something I can dictate to you. You should be able find the answer since you're the smart one."

"Fine." He couldn't stop glaring at the other. "But why didn't the Sixth chose you instead? You look like you're more suitable than I am."

"That because I don't have the blood of Vongola." He stared blankly at the hitman as he continued. "You're a direct decendant of the Second boss who was a distant cousin of the First."

"Woah! Hold on there. That is obviously a lie. I never recalled any in my family that had any connections with the mafia."

"Of course that would be expected. The Second's time was one of the most difficult periods in Vongola history. He'd gone through a lot of stress for the family to survive. After he passed the leadership to the third, he wished that none of his descendants to get involve with Vongola. He was quite frustrated with the family." Angelo grinned. "But that's also to be expected to the Second, since he quite an angry person."

"If that's the case, shouldn't you just respect your former boss' wishes?"

"Usually that's the case. But I wouldn't refuse the the current boss' orders also."

"If the boss has to be in the Vongola bloodline, then why didn't the Sixth chose his children instead?"

"Because he doesn't have a child. He's not even married yet." The hitman replied.

Fabio raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Well, that's because everytime he has to come to a decision with regards to his marital issues. His boomerang always miss." The hitman gave a light-hearted laugh.

"Doesn't he have any confidence with his own decision?"

"He actually decided twice without his boomerang. We lost 57 men and had about five million lira (1) worth of casualties combined. And besides, it's trusting a boomerang also a decision you have to make."

"But doesn't he have any other close relatives?"

"Of course he does. But have you forgotten. The boomerang hit your picture. I don't think that you'll ever change his mind when he reaches to a decision." The hitman then glanced at his pocket watch. "I think we should prepare dinner. Let's just lay the stories to rest for today. And we'll start the lessons tomorrow." He stood up snd stretched his limbs.

Fabio let out a defeated sigh. Tomorrow will be a very long day.

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(1) Lira - it was Italy's currency before it became Euro

quite a long one. since it's full of dialogue. the time setting in this fic would be much more of a challenge looks like i'll be visiting wikipedia several times for this fic. ahahaha!