Tsuna was the first to prove his true loyalty to the family and gain the respect that he needed as to have in order to be boss.
Reborn had told him it only needed to happen once and that it was crucial. He didn't exactly know how to say no to it but before he knew it he was in first class on a plane to Italy. He knew that death was a part of the mafia and that when he did finally become the Tenth Vongola boss he would need to dabble in it but he never realized it would happen so soon. He sweated the entire long plane ride to Italy as the stewardesses tended to his every need. He did have to admit that flying in first class was nice and that perhaps he could get use to certain aspects of the Mafia life.
When the plane landed in Milan he headed to the exit only to find a man with a large sign with an X on it.
"Hello" He asked hesitantly.
The man did a double take at the child in front of him, but he knew from the description that this was him.
"I am Giovanni, Don Decimo. I am to take you to the place" He said, lending his arm to wave Tsuna to a waiting car outside.
Tsuna followed the man all the while marveling at his Japanese. He had probably spent the better part of the week practicing it to get in good favor with him. Tsuna kept it to himself that he could speak some Italian, probably enough for this little mission. When they arrived he opened the door and Tsuna got in the back of a sleek BMW with tinted windows. As the vehicle hummed to life Tsuna watched the setting sun out the window and the scenery pass them by.
He picked up a small package the sat on the seat next to him and opens it. Out fell a small letter sealed with the Vongola crest and a 9mm handgun with a silencer attached to the barrel. Tsuna knew little about guns but Reborn had taught him some of what he needed to know. He checked the clip, full of armor piercing rounds; he made sure the safety was off and cocked it, leaving it in his jacket pocket. He opened the letter taking careful note on the Ninth's flame at the top. He knew that this was real and from him.
Tsuna,
I know that what I ask of you is difficult, it always is but to ensure the security and prosperity of the Vongola it must be done. Giovanni will bring you to a meeting and wait for you, I am sure you want this over quickly. When you go use your flame and melt the gun, leave it in the car Giovanni will destroy it, he is a good soldier I trust him.
The man you are meeting is named Michael Rossi, he will be alone. You don't need to know what his happening yet just that he needs to be taken care of. I will see you when it is done and we can talk.
Destroy this as writing such things never turns out good for us.
Sincerely,
Don Vongola Nono
Tsuna lit the letter as he finished and tossed it out his window. His heart began to race as he saw that they were there. He exited the car without a word and went into the warehouse that they now stood in front of crates of everything from electronics to food were around him. He navigated his way to as small table with two chairs where the meeting was to take place.
A young man a few years older then him sat at the table and smiled at him. He shock Tsuna's hand vigorously.
"Tsuna I presume?" he asked.
"Yes, Michael"
They sat down and began their conversation
"I am very happy we could do this. The problem just needs us to finalize a few details and we are done."
"Of course" Tsuna replied, knowing that most likely the other family had sent this man to be a sacrifice. There would be no retribution for this, no problems what so ever.
"So I think that the Heroine should start coming in next week and the we need a good base of operations going so we can get the product out fast. A house would be best, preferably one with high security and a fence. I have a guy who…" he rambled before Tsuna cut him off.
"Let me stop you there Michael" he said.
"The Vongola don't need drugs on our territory and the fact that you don't know this makes me wonder now much you are worth to your bosses"
"What?" he asked looking very confused and nervous.
"You crossed us and now its over" Tsuna said in a dead voice.
Suddenly everything went slow as Michael realized he had been set up. He jumped up but Tsuna had already pulled his gun. He was in a trance as his figure pulled back on the trigger. Each shot was silent and Tsuna could only tell it had gone off because of the spent casings on the floor and the bloody holes that began to appear one by one in his body. Finally the gun stopped and Michael's limp corpse fell to the ground and his blood poured out and onto the cold concrete floor.
Tsuna turned and left. His stomach felt as though he had eaten a brick. He entered the back of the car to only a smile from Giovanni and the car sped off. Tsuna melted the gun with his flame and the molten metal oozed on the other backseat of the car. On the outside Tsuna looked cool, but inside his heart and mind were racing. He could barely keep himself from screaming as the car rocketed thru the backstreets of Milan until they came to rest at a small restaurant some time later. The door opened and Tsuna exited with another man. He led him to a small room that was pitch black. Inside were the Ninth, his father, and two other men he didn't recognize.
The air was cold as Tsuna took a picture e of Saint Thomas Aquinas in his hands. His finger with the Vongola ring on it was pricked and a drop of blood fell of the picture. The Ninth's flame lit it and it burned as Tsuna passed it from hand to hand.
"You are now a true member of this family Tsuna, with all the privileges and obligations that come with it, and may you burn like the Saint in your hand if you ever betray your family" He said with a dead voice.
"I know" Tsuna replied.
"Then it's done."
The ninth hugged Tsuna and kissed him on each cheek. Then the other men became overly joyful and congratulated him, his father most of all.
"I am proud of you Tsuna. I remember how hard it is" His father told him as he began leading him to a dinning room.
"These are friends of our Tsuna" His father said.
"This" he said pointing to the first man. "Is Anthony Vireo"
"It is nice to finally meat you Tsuna" He said shaking Tsuna's hand
"You to" he said back
"And this" he said pointing to the other man "Is Aberto Sedone"
"A pleasure" he said to Tsuna shaking his hand.
"Its all mine" he responded.
Tsuna was led to a small dining room where Aberto, Anthony, and his father took a seat at a table and his father motioned him to go to the other table with the Ninth. Tsuna took his seat and the old man smiled at him.
"You did very good tonight Tsuna, I know how hard it must have been"
Tsuna didn't reply he only sipped his wine.
"It will subside, the pain"
"Actually I don't feel pain but actually I do I feel really hunger" Tsuna admitted sheepishly.
The Ninth laughed with a boisterous noise that made his father smile from across the room. "Of course, of course"
Just then a waiter brought everyone a large plate of pasta and Tsuna dug in. The conversation was light as he cleaned the plate.
"My first time was when I was only a little younger then you." The Ninth began. "The man's name isn't important but he had raped a young girl who was the goddaughter of a guardian. I found him when he was in a barn, just after finishing with another young lady. When she had left I pressed the barrel of my weapon to the back of his skull. I remember every word he said as he tried to beg and plead for his life. In the end it only took one bullet to silence him. They found him trampled by startled horses later that evening. The next day the Carabinieri didn't even blink an eye, it just meant that the fools wouldn't have to arrest him"
Tsuna listened intently to the story as he finished his wine. It dawned upon him that they went so different after all, because underneath all of the other stuff they were very much alike.
"Michael didn't even get a word out" Tsuna replied. "Just a few grunts and a profanity or two as the third bullet hit him"
The Ninth nodded as he listened. "This is just part of this thing of our Tsuna"
Tsuna nodded. He knew exactly what needed to be done and he had done it. When dinner finished and they bid their goodbye's Tsuna was put into another car with his father and driven to the airport. He had gotten himself a little sleep as they had to drive to Turin to get him on plane back to Japan. Apparently he couldn't leave the same airport, he was sure there was a reason but he didn't want to really try and understand it now. He got out of the car and his father handed him a ticket and bid him goodbye.
Tsuna sat in his seat on the plane very tired. He planned to get a little something to eat and then sleep all the way back to Japan, as he had been awake for nearly three days now. Tsuna smiled at the stewardess who handed him a newspaper. He caught her smiling at him and heard her little giggles as she talked, obviously about him, to another stewardess. Somehow this had been happening a lot lately and Reborn had told him to embrace it as Kyoko was now simply not an option. Tsuna smirked as he began to scan the text on the front page of the paper. The front page was covered with pictures of the police taking out a body.
Carabinieri officials are very tight lipped about a dead man found in a warehouse in the south side of Milan early this morning. They received an anonymous call and found the dead man. The man has been identified as Michael John Rossi, 27 of Milan. Inside sources confirm that Rossi was apparently a significant player in the local drug trade and had Heroine on him. He was found with a dozen bullets in him in front of a small table with two chairs. Police also found 20 pounds of Heroine in a crate next to the murder scene. They were in a crate mixed with gravel for aquariums; the street value of the drugs was estimated at 800,000 Euros.
Rossi was a suspected associate of the Vinchenso family and had ties to jailed mafia boss John Totorio, who died in prison of a heart attack earlier this week. Police are still looking for any clues, but a source within the department has said that they are not very optimistic about finding anything of value as this appears to have been a professional hit and there is little physical evidence found thus far.
Tsuna smiled as he folded his paper before the plane began to taxi to take off. He began to think about the man who he had murdered and just what all of this meant to him and what it meant to his life. He was now a true mafia man and from now on he would be different, but knowing his father and hearing the Ninth's story he felt a little better about himself. Tsuna just hoped that his guardians would come thru this as well as he did.