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Meeting in the Past

Chapter 2

Primo stretched turning from his half finished stack of paperwork to glance out the window. He wondered if he could escape outside for a bit without G catching him, his right-hand man was so harsh on him where work was concerned, well he supposed that show how much his friend thought of his abilities. But when he started his vigilante group nearly ten years ago he sure didn't think so much paperwork would be involved, however as their organisation, territory and influence grew so did his stack of documents to take care of.

Actually nowadays, he wondered if it didn't become too big, if it continued he was afraid it would lead to greed and self-interest in Vongola ranks.

Giotto was pulled from his musings as three of his guardians entered his office.

"Primo we're back from our mission ! I brought you back a souvenir." Lampo marched in seemingly energetic for once.

"Oy ! Brat, I told you to knock first." Scolded G.

"It's alright, I was just considering taking a break." Said Giotto. G suspiciously eyed the remaining paperstack on his desk. "Did everything go well on your mission ?" He quickly went on.

"Yes. It was a simple reconnaissance mission after all." Knuckle spoke for the first time.

"Good. Then you should go rest, if there's nothing urgent you can give me the report later."

"The guardians are meeting this afternoon, in two hours." Said G.

Knuckle nodded and turned to leave but stopped when Lampo didn't follow. Instead the Thunder guardian went closer to Primo and handed him what looked like a rock.

"Here, it's a shiny stone I found on the way. You can use it as a paperweight or something. Take care of it, it's a gift from the great me after all." Proudly said Lampo.

"Thanks." Giotto took the rock, there wasn't much else he could say, especialy when the younger man seemed so pleased about it.

"It's a rock, what do you want Primo to do with it." G said in his usual no-nonsense manner.

"It can make a nice decoration, that was thoughtful of Lampo." Knuckle tried to keep the peace. "Let's go now." He said as they left the office.

Primo looked at the small rock and put it in his pocket, soon forgetting about it.

Later that afternoon Giotto entered his meeting room to see most of his guardians already here and took his place at the head of the table.

"Where is the lazy brat ?" Glared G to his right, to the one empty seat.

"I'm here no need to make a fuss." Said guardian arrived, his appearance disheveled as if he just woke up, which was likely.

"Ma, ma. Lampo, you should at least tuck your shirt in." Smiled Ugetsu.

"I don't want to hear about fashion from someone wearing a medieval outfit." Said Lampo yawning.

"Oh, did you brush up on your japanese history recently?" Asari Ugetsu replied not in the least offended.

"That's good Lampo ! You should try in your studies to the ultimate !" Knuckle approved.

"Enough nonsense, let's begin." Cut in Alaude looking a bit irritated.

"Of course. Then Daemon if you would begin with your report."

"Very well Primo." The Mist guardian stood.

And thus the meeting began. Giotto listened attentively to his guardians report but at the same time his mind kept wanting to wander, putting a hand in his pocket to take his watch he remembered the stone in his other pocket and took it out, fiddling with it under the table. His thoughts began wandering again to how big Vongola had become in just a decade. Would it still be here after his death ? His guardians had given him the nickname Primo, the First, which would imply others would follow after him. Maybe his son if he ever had a family. He wished he could know what would become of the Vongola and his descendants if he had any.

He felt the stone grow hot under his fingers and glancing at it saw it become shinier and shinier, getting it out from under the table, attracting the attention of everyone.

"What the hell ?" G expressed perfectly what Giotto was thinking.

"Lampo do you know anything about that ?" He asked the younger man.

"No, I picked it up next to a river because it looked pretty." He replied looking as bewildered as everyona else.

"Could it be dangerous ?" Said Asari one hand in his sleeve in easy reach of his weapons. Alaude already had his in hand.

Nobody had an answer to the japanese man concern as the stone grew brighter yet.

"Did you do something Giotto ?" G asked him.

"No. I was just thinking about things."

"Thinking ?" Daemon said. "What kind of thoughts ?"

"About Vongola. How I wished I knew how it would become and my sucessors."

The stone became the shiniest yet blinding everyone for a moment, they heard a thud and then the light receded completely. Looking where the stone had been the last time on the table before Primo, it was still there but looking once again like a harmless rock.

But what attracted the seven Vongola gazes was the teenage boy sprawled on the table next to it.

"Ow, ow, ow." He said rubbing his head before opening his eyes and in a matter of seconds becoming increasingly pale. "Hieee Primo !" He shrieked rather undignifiedly and then proceded to faint.

"Is he dead ?" Lampo was the first to speak.

"No, just unconscious." Knuckle checked the boy's pulse.

"He looked as surprised to see us as we were to see him." Asari said.

"He could still be an enemy trying to fool us." Cautioned Daemon.

"He's only a boy still." Knuckle frowned.

"We were around the same age when we started the Vongola." G said.

"He knew who Primo was." Alaude pointed out his eyes never leaving the boy.

"I don't think he is an enemy." Said Giotto extinguishing the dying will flame flame on his forehead who had appeared at first sign of danger.

"Is that your hyper intuition speaking ?" G turned to him.

"Maybe. And because I believe his appearance his related to the stone Lampo randomly picked up."

"After you formulated a wish in your thoughts." Daemon pointed out.

"Are you saying it's a magic rock who made a boy appear in answer to Primo's wish ?" G asked sceptical.

"I'm just stating the sequence of event." Daemon shrugged.

"What was your wish again Giotto ?" Asked Knuckle.

"I wished to know about the future of Vongola and my descendants if I had any." Repeated Primo his mind going in overdrive at the implications. As were some of the other guardians.

"He kind of look like you." Lampo remarked.

Primo looked at the teen closely, they did look alike with the same spiky hair though the boy's was brown and his features a bit more exotic looking than Giotto italian ones.

"Could he really be my... son ?" Primo finaly voiced the silent question on everyone's mind.

"We need to question him when he wake up." Said Alaude, wary of threats no matter from where or whom.

"He's not a prisoner Alaude." Primo was surprised at the surge of protectiveness within him toward the boy.

"Well for now until he wake up there is not much we can do." Said Ugetsu.

"You're right. Knuckle could you take him to a guest room ? Let's finish the meeting, I'll be able to sense when he wake up and we can talk about things further then."

The rest of the guardians nodded to Primo decision and proceded to do as told.