Hm... Did the last chapter look like a one-shot? Sorry, that was only the prologue. It was pretty grim comparing to the rest of the story, so the humor part will come soon.

Chapter 2: Time-travel via suicide

Gokudera was surprised to see the Vongola Decimo (or so Reborn had said over the phone) to be such a scrawny teenager.

"Are you serious, Reborn-san?" he sneered as he stared down Sawada Tsunayoshi, someone who didn't look like a fitting mafia boss at all.

"Yes," the Acrobaleno replied calmly, "Test him and you'll see."

Hmm, there was anticipating glint in the baby's eyes. That told Gokudera to be much more wary of Tsunayoshi. The brunette just shrugged and stood there, undefended in the schoolyard.

Immediately, the bomber got out his dynamites, tossing them left and right. They exploded, sending dust and smoke everywhere. He calculated the angles so that they would trap the Decimo in the center as the dynamites went off. It wasn't enough to kill, but it could injure someone pretty badly.

Tsuna immediately whacked the bombs away with his back pack. They fell fuse-first into the dirt, and then exploded. However, the ground muffled the explosion and the backpack caught the impact. It was burnt but still held on.

"You ruined my backpack," Tsuna told him plainly.

Reborn smirked, "I'll tell him to buy you a new one after he loses."

"Oi," Gokudera growled, "I'm not down yet!"

He tossed another handful, this time he didn't held back. He scattered the explosives everywhere in the schoolyard. It would take too long for the Decimo to extinguish them all!

...His jaws dropped when Tsuna merely walked away and came back a second later with a garden hose. Doused with water, the dynamites and Gokudera were both sprayed until they dripped.

With a look of satisfaction, Tsuna put the hose back and collected the useless dynamite lying on the floor, "I win."

Gokudera bowed his head. The Vongola Decimo is worthy after all. "I will support you forever, Juudaime!"

"Who's supporting who?" a cold voice said, cutting into their conversation.

It was Hibari, and he didn't look happy.

"Yo Tsuna!"

Ugh. Tsuna was covered in bandages, broken bones everywhere, and missing a pinky finger. He slowly lifted his head from his desk and saw who called his name. It was Yamamoto who was looking very cheerful.

Gokudera was still in the nurse's office, having gotten the brunt of the damage, mostly because he was the one who littered all over Namimori. Tsuna had gotten punishment only because the hose had drowned some of the cactus that was planted in that yard.

"What is it, Yamamoto-kun?"

"Well, I was wondering... Are you a time-traveller?"

Tsuna shook his head, "No."

"Hahahaha, don't worry Tsuna! Your secret's safe with me!" Yamamoto laughed.

"Why do you think I'm a time-traveller?"

"Well, you changed. You were very quiet and stuff, and then a while ago you suddenly ran to the school in your underwear! You must be dedicated!"

"...What" Dammit Reborn.

"You came here to warn us of a terrible future, right?" The baseball star was looking too eager for his own good.

Gokudera who had now returned from the nurses office, sensed Tsuna's discomfort, "You leave Juudaime alone, Baseball-freak!"

"Hahaha, is that your new friend Tsuna? Is he playing an important role in the future?"

"Yes!" Gokudera drew himself up (it was greatly forced with all those bandages covering him), "I am Juudaime's right-hand man!"

"Are you playing a game then?" Yamamoto asked.

"That guy believes in time-travel, but not in the mafia?!" Gokudera was ranting furiously to nobody in particular.

"Thanks Tsuna! I believe it now!" Yamamoto was laughing as he clapped Tsuna's back, "Wait a sec."

He dashed away.

Tsuna wondered what it was that Yamamoto did, but judging on the screams outside, he didn't want to know.

"I'm back!" Yamamoto greeted him, a huge grin on his face. "I did it! It worked!"

"What worked?"

"That-" Yamamoto was interrupted as more screams came from the front of the school.

"DON'T JUMP YAMAMOTO!"

Tsuna gave Yamamoto a look, which prompted him to continue.

"Hahaha! You should be going on the roof by now..."

"What did you do?"

"I travelled back in time by jumping off the roof!" Yamamoto declared proudly like he just won the Noble Peace prize.

"You what?" Tsuna deadpanned as they headed up the stairs, "Whatever gave you that idea?"

Yamamoto shrugged, "Usually when someone travel back in time, they have to experience a near-death experience first!"

"What if you died?" Tsuna pressed, wondering whether his friend was ever so suicidal.

"I won't," the baseball star decided with confidence (and no evidence to back him up).

"You defy all logic."

"That's awesome, right?"

"...Yes."

They approached the door leading to the roof when Yamamoto stopped, "Go ahead, Tsuna. It wouldn't do if the crowd sees two of me."

"Like they won't panic at all at seeing someone trying to commit suicide," Tsuna muttered, but ran through the doors anyways.

The other Yamamoto was over the railing already, his hands held the sides as he readied to jump. He saw Tsuna heading over and waved.

"Hey, did it work?"

Tsuna nodded reluctantly.

Yamamoto laughed, "I'm so glad," he said.

He let go.

Tsuna watched calmly as one of his best friends fell to his death.

Yamamoto fell closer to the ground and the Decimo decided that this is definitely the most morale-questioning situation in his life. To save or not to save him...

Instead of going splat on the ground, the Rain Guardian's form shimmered for a moment, then vanished completely. The crowd below didn't know what was going on and stare at the empty space from the roof to the ground where several students were holding trampolines.

"Er... Maybe he changed his mind and went back to class?" one of the kids guessed. Seeing no other rational explainations, the students dispersed and went back to class, mumbling about Yamamoto and pranks.

Future-Yamamoto, now dubbed Present-Yamamoto, came over to Tsuna with a grin.

"See? It worked, didn't it?"

"...I don't want to know," Tsuna sighed.

"JUUDAIME!" A sudden blur of silver hair came within Tsuna's vision, "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I THOUGHT SOME ASSASSINS GOT YOU!"

Tsuna stared, a bit freaked (not that he showed it) as Gokudera promptly disappeared.

"Juudaime!" the self-proclaimed right hand man declared, his voice slightly muffled but still hasn't shown himself, "From now on I shall follow you wherever you go to protect you!"

"Gokudera... Where are you?"

The Storm Guardian popped out from the lining of Tsuna's jeans, "If you need anything, Juudaime, just ask me!"

That wasn't physically possible. Tsuna sweatdropped as Gokudera vanished again. He was positive there wasn't a hiding place large enough..!

"Hmmm, they're pretty interesting," Reborn commented as he came over in a trampoline costume.

"Whatever," Tsuna sighed, "When I wake up this is all going to be a dream. I will go to school and act like nothing has happened - my tutor isn't a baby, Yamamoto can't defy the logics of time and space, and Gokudera hadn't just gotten into my pants."

The Sun Acrobaleno smirked, "If this is enough to rattle you, then you need more training.

Tsuna didn't react, but a tear came out of the corner of his eyes.

"We're here, Mukuro-nii!" Chrome said happily, "This is Japan!"

"Kufufu... This is incredibly different from Italy," Mukuro commented, "Let's enroll in Kokuyo."

"What!" Chrome exclaimed, "I want to be in Namimori!"

"Kokuyo has the best uniforms!"

"You have no fashion sense, Mr. Blue-hair!"

"My hair color's natural, skull-fetish brat!"

"Namimori has the best education!"

"I don't care about education! We came here to investigate the Vongola!"

"At least I want to make up for the things I missed, instead of someone who knew everything from his previous lives!"

"That's the reason why I don't need education!"

"But I do, you self-centered-"

"Chrome, Mukuro," Lancia interrupted them, "How about Mukuro going to Kokuyo and Chrome to Namimori?"

The illusionist pair fell silent, shocked at the simple solution their guardian had laid out.

"This is... acceptable," Mukuro said, trying to maintain dignity.

"Yes!" Chrome cheered.

He was satisfied.

Even though he had not met Sawada-san today, he had helped many other people to the EXTREME road of EXTREME happiness!

Ryouhei was not deterred by the fact that his goal was not reached (to befriend Sawada-san), he still had an enjoyable day. Now, what was stopping Ryouhei's friendly advances was the looks Tsuna was casting at Kyoko. Being the protective big brother, Ryouhei couldn't exactly approve of the crush.

So... He spend the day looking for another match to pair Sawada-san with instead!

And that was how Haru met Tsuna.

The plane was descending, he could almost see through the thick clouds and on the land of Japan.

Lambo took a lemonade out of his afro and slurped it noisily, ignoring the disgusted looks others were casting at him. Hey, he's a child after all, he could do anything he wants and the adults can't do anything to him!

So he devised a plan to harass the other passengers as much as possible, just to pass the time.

Mmm... Life is so sweet.

There you go! Took me a while but I managed to put this up! I changed the summary and re-wrote this chapter a couple of times before I was satisfied.