SkyGem: Wow! This fic is doing a lot better than I thought it would! Thanks so much for all the reviews, minna-san! And some of you were wondering what Shunpei's name means, ne? It means "moment" or "instantly smooth." The meaning somehow fits him, doesn't it? Anyways, onto the story!


"Waah! No way! It's really him? I really get to meet the son you're always telling me about? I can't wait! Hehe, I wonder if he'll call me mama? Probably not, since his mother is still alive, but I can't wait! It'll be like having another son!"

Tsuna watched his wife gush over the news with a fond light dancing in his eyes; she seemed so excited, he didn't want to burst her bubble by telling her that there was a possibility that Shun wouldn't want to move to Italy to live with him.

But even if he didn't want to leave, Tsuna wouldn't just sit quietly. If Shun didn't want to move to Italy, he'd readily move to Japan, just to get custody of him.

Tsuna really didn't want to leave his son in his ex-wife's custody; she'd already proven that she wasn't responsible enough to raise a child when she had kidnapped Shunpei all those years ago.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Tsuna heard the sound of pounding footsteps approaching, and turned with a smile to the direction it was coming from, already knowing who it would be.

"Tsunayoshi! I'm here to the EXTREME! You said you needed to talk to me?" shouted the boxer, coming to an abrupt stop in front of the brunet just in time to avoid a collision.

"Onii-san," he greeted, "I have a special assignment for you."

Ryohei's expression turned confused when he heard these words. "I thought I wouldn't have any EXTREME missions until after my sons were born?" he asked.

Ryohei's wife was seven months pregnant with twins, and seeing as it was her first time, he had requested to not be sent anywhere that would keep him away from the base for more than a day.

"I know, onii-san," replied Tsuna, "but this mission is really special, and I really can't think of anyone other than you for it. At least just hear me out, ne? Then you can decide whether or not you want to go."

Ryohei looked a little dubious, but agreed to at least listen.

"Well, you know how I've been exchanging emails with that second year from Nami-chuu for the past two weeks?"

Ryohei nodded, his expression confused now.

"Well, it seems the boy is a part of the Momokyokai, but he wants to leave. And, as you would expect, that's not an easy task."

"And you want me to go help him?" asked Ryohei, receiving a nod from Tsuna. "But…why me?"

"Because, in order to help him leave, I had to ask him for his full name..."

Tsuna waited for a moment before he saw realization dawn on his older brother figure's face.

"You don't mean…"

He trailed off, and when he didn't continue, seemingly too shocked to speak, Tsuna finished his sentence for him.

"Sasagawa Shunpei," he said quietly, his eyes burning into Ryohei, the expression slightly desperate. "I can't leave until the day after tomorrow because of a meeting, but he needs help right now. I chose you to go because you're his uncle by blood, and this could give you a chance to see your sister again…I know you miss her."

Ryohei's expression hardened a little at the mention of his sister. "Of course I miss Kyoko, she's my little sister, and I'll always love her no matter what. But I love you just as much, Tsuna; it doesn't matter that we're not blood related. You're still my little brother, which is why I will never really be able to fully forgive her for what she did."

"But you still want to see her," said Tsuna, a small smile on his face. "So, are you going to go?"

Ryohei seemed to think for a moment before nodding, saying, "I'm sure Ai wouldn't mind my going for a few days."

Tsuna couldn't help but smile, both at his friend's nickname for his wife, and out of relief; if Ryohei was going, then there was nothing for him to worry about.


Shun was at a meeting at the base when it happened.

Their head was ranting about another clan encroaching on their territory when suddenly, someone burst in through the door, sweating and panting heavily and looking absolutely terrified.

"The…Vongola! They're…on their way…here!" he panted before collapsing onto his backside, trying to catch his breath.

Shun's eyes widened in complete shock when he heard the words that came out of his mouth. He'd heard the name Vongola before, of course even if he didn't know that much about them, but what the hell were they doing here in Japan? They were based in Italy!

The first thought to come into his mind was that maybe Tsuna-san had sent them, but he immediately banished that thought. Just because he lived in Italy, it didn't mean that he was involved in the mafia.

Before Shun could think any further on the subject, though, the sliding door was burst open, and in stormed a bunch of men in black suits, moving to take up positions against the wall, all around the room.

The Momokyokai guys were completely frozen, so caught up in watching the men in suits that had stormed into their base that they didn't even notice the man that seemed to be the leader enter the room and stop just a few paces inside.

Finally, though, all movement stopped as everyone noticed his presence, and Shun felt his heart skip a beat at the person he saw standing there.

He was a tall man with short, white bleached hair and a band-aid on his nose; he was wearing a neatly pressed black suit with a pastel yellow button-up shirt and a black tie.

Something about this man just looked so familiar, but for some reason, Shun couldn't remember why.

The man's eyes immediately found their clan leader and he watched him silently, obviously waiting for him to speak first.

Their leader then stood up and did something Shun had never seen him do; he pulled into a deep, ninety degree bow.

"Welcome to our humble abode, Vongola-san. Is there anything we can do for you?"

When the man answered him, it was with a deep, powerful voice, saying, "I am the Vongola Juudaime's sun guardian, Sasagawa Ryohei, and I have come with a request from my boss."

There were gasps from all around the room when people found out that the man standing in front of them was one of the guardians of the Vongola, one of the most powerful men in the mafia.

Shun, though, had gasped for an entirely different reason. This man had the same surname as him. And he'd just remembered where he'd seen that white hair before. But…there was no way. This man couldn't be related to him…could he?

"What an honour," said their clan leader, "to be asked for a favour from someone as powerful as the Vongola. Whatever it is, we will fulfill it to the best of our abilities."

Despite having used the word request, it was obvious that the man was instead making a demand, and their leader must have understood this, because he was starting to look anxious.

"Approximately eight years ago, the Vongola Juudaime's and my younger sister's son was kidnapped, and we have just recently found his whereabouts."

Despite his nervousness, their leader looked interested. "That's wonderful news, Sasagawa-san. Is there anything we could help you with? Would you like us to fetch the boy, perhaps?"

The older Sasagawa merely shook his head, saying, "No, there's no need to fetch him, because he's here right this moment."

The gasps were louder this time, and immediately, everyone turned to study their neighbours, wondering if the person next to them could possibly be who the sun guardian was looking for.

Shun just continued to stare at the man, his heart pounding loudly in his chest. He was looking for his little sister's son. He had the same surname as him. His mother would sometimes mention her older brother…

Then, almost as if he had sensed his gaze, Sasagawa turned and looked straight at Shun, the intensity in his eyes making it impossible for Shun to look away.

Then, without looking away from Shun, Sasagawa said the words that turned Shun's world on its head.

"I request the release of one Sawada Shunpei from your ranks."

Shun was confused for a second about the Sawada part, but when the elder Sasagawa just kept staring at him, a small, encouraging smile on his face, his body took over.

Without even knowing what he was doing, Shun got to his feet, and suddenly, everyone was staring at him.

Getting back to his senses, the teen felt a blush grow on his face, and wanted to sit back down, but Sasagawa's smile widened, a fond light dancing in his eyes, and he said in a quiet voice, "You've grown a lot since the last time I saw you, caro."

Shun stared at him for a moment; that phrase sounded so out of place, coming from this man's mouth, but at the same time, it sounded so right.

"Oji-san…?" he blurted out.

And suddenly, Sasagawa wasn't standing in his spot anymore. Rather, he'd strode up to Shun and engulfed him in a bear-hug that felt so familiar, he wondered how he could ever have forgotten it.

"Your father really wanted to come right away, Shun, but he was so busy. He'll be arriving here in Japan tomorrow, though."

There were so many, many questions in Shun's mind when he heard this, but he was so completely in shock, that the first thing to come out of his mouth was, "…I thought otou-san was dead?"

There was a moment of silence with his uncle staring at him with wide eyes, before he quickly ushered Shun out of the building, as if finally noticing all the intrigued faces around them.

Even after they were safe and away from prying eyes, Ryohei didn't say anything, instead directing Shun to an awaiting limo with an odd looking crest on its side.

Shun paused to stare at it for a moment before he obediently stepped in.

It wasn't until the driver had started driving that Ryohei said anything.

"Shun…" he began hesitantly, "…how much do you actually remember about your life before you were six?"

Shun fidgeted a little, wondering how his newfound uncle – he was absolutely sure this man was his uncle; there was no way he could be lying – would react when he found out that Shunpei didn't remember him at all.

In a hesitant voice, he said, "I had an accident when I was six, and lost all my memories from before, so…"

There was a beat of silence before…

"You don't remember anything?" asked Ryohei's incredulous voice, and Shun nodded without looking up. "What kind of accident was it? Did you lose your memories because of shock, or because a part of your brain was injured?"

"Injury," replied Shun, not looking up.

"That's great, then!" replied his uncle, sounding suddenly excited, and Shun's head whipped up to look at him.

"How is it great?" he asked in confusion and a bit of anger.

"Because, that means that I can fix it! If it was shock or trauma, that would have been purely mental, but because it's an injury, I can heal the tissue and whatever else was injured, which will probably give your memory back!"

"You can…heal me?" asked Shun, confused but excited at the same time. He'd long ago accepted that he'd never get all his memories back from before he was six, but maybe there was still hope. "How?"


Kyoko was happily making dinner for herself and her son when she heard the door open and her son called out, "Tadaima!"

Turning down the heat on the stove, Kyoko took off her apron and went out into the hallway to greet her son, only to stop in her tracks at the sight of the person there with him.

There, in her entranceway, stood a man whose presence both terrified and excited her.

"Hello there, Kyoko. Miss me?"


SkyGem: Okay, so this is going to be a four-shot now. I really was originally going to wrap everything up in this chapter, but there was just way too many stuff happening, and there's still quite a bit left, so I decided to break the chapter up into two parts. I'll see if I can get the next chap up tomorrow, 'kay? For now, just please leave a review and let me know what you thought! Ciao!

P.S. Got season passes to Canada's Wonderland! Going there with my family tomorrow to see the Victoria Day fireworks! Can't wait to ride the Windseeker!