Mwahaha! I'm so stupid! I was pulling the stapler out from the newspaper when the stapler went into my finger and came out the other side! :D Don't worry, I'm fine! I'm not worried about the pain, there was no pain, but there was a lot of blood and I'm only worried about infection.

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

It was about 7pm when I realised that the growling wasn't coming from some alien but my stomach. I looked around the shopping district to find that not many people were out and it seemed pretty silent.

I hear someone shouting something like, "You BASTARD!" and completely ignored it when a firm grip on my shoulder confirmed that the 'BASTARD' was in fact me.

"Why do you look like Juudaime? Are you trying to kill us or something?" he threatened. Was I supposed to be scared? Compared to that guy I fought, he seemed like some lost puppy.

"What are you talking about-" I start.

"Shut up. You're a copy."

He brought out a short stick from under his jacket and the flare that set it off confirmed the fact that it was dynamite. Getting a good look at his eyes, which were covered by shades, and the hair colour under his beanie, I realised that he was the red ring's owner.

I quickly emit flames from my gloves and this time they were yellow unlike last time when I had the purple flames. Maybe each flame had their responsive abilities that help me match the abilities of my foe.

I dodge every dynamite that happened to be in my way and the fact I kept fighting who were my friends that I had once forgot seemed so wrong.

Once the bombs went off and the smoke cleared, the man swivelled around and tried landing a hit on the back of my head. I lean forward, dodging his kick accidentally doing a forward flip without a single flaw, except for the sudden rush of course.

I see the shocked face of the man and the mini bombs that were underneath me.

Wait. If he had more dynamite under his jacket then wouldn't at this range the bombs underneath me would set them off? Then they'd explode on him!

Instead of fighting him, I quickly pushed him back, away from the mini bombs.

"F-!"

I cringe at him swear. I bet he'd done it a few times without me hearing.

He continues to attack me, each time trying just to knock me out instead of killing me.

I didn't know where but the word Chaos awaits up high, was somewhat whispered to me. Up high? Taking a second from the battle that was in front of me, I see a glint on top of one of the shops' rooves and the click of the gun alerted me that they were aiming at person I was fighting.

Once again, I shoved him backwards and he swore again this time more aggressive and louder, but he was cut off by the gun shot that hit where he was before.

"You bastard, why did you save me when you're supposed to kill me?" he asked.

"Because you're important to me, but I don't remember anything," I say. Would he understand? "I apparently died about 3 years ago."

"Wait. So you aren't an impostor?"

I stare at him. Was I, in his eyes, an impostor the entire time?

"But the sun flames aren't your flames, they're turf top's," he said. I could tell that he couldn't think of a conclusion to why I have a different flame. So this yellow flame is called sun.

"Since you have it, can you heal the bruises and cuts you gave me from pushing me?" he asked. He seemed friendly, now that he knew the truth. I go towards him. How do I heal him? Maybe that was the flame's ability. I put my hand to his back, and watched as the sun flame did its job.

Deciding we were finally on friendly terms, I decided to pick up a conversation.

"My name is Sawada Tsunayoshi," I say, remembering what that man previously said, "what's yours?"

"Me? I'm Hayato Gokudera. You- You really are Juudaime, aren't you?" he says.

10th Boss? 10th Boss of what?

"Uh. What boss am I?"

"You also don't remember… You're the Tenth Boss of the Vongola Family," he said.

Vongola. It seemed so familiar but I didn't have any memories of it.

"Okay. You are the owner of this ring right?" I asked, handing him the red ring. He seemed speechless.

"How did you get this? I swear we locked the rings away, so why do you have them?"

"Well I don't even know! I just had this dream and then here they are!" I say. Was this a fight in words? I don't think I've had one before. Is this a bonding thing or something that will break our friendly terms?

"Che. Juudaime, follow me. You're probably hungry so I'll treat you," says Gokudera.

"Eh? You don't have to-" but my stomach completely disagreed. Sighing, blushing and then laughing, I follow him as he took me to a sushi shop.

"Yo, can you treat us with your best old man?" asks Gokudera. "Juudaime, do you remember anything from here?" I shook my head.

"Oh. Hey Hayato, who's this? He kinda looks like that Sawada kid," says the man who served us. "Wait." He looks up and down at me. "Didn't he-"

"Well apparently he didn't. Don't make him uncomfortable because he forgot his memories. Is baseball brain here?" asks Gokudera. At the mention of baseball brain, it sort of reminded me of a person. I could see him swinging a bat and a sword at the same time. Was that the blue ring's owner?

"Hey Gokudera-kun, is that blue ring's owner that… baseball brain person?" I asked. He seemed surprised that I asked him that question but he still nodded his head.

"Takeshi is with that long silver haired person. I think it was Squalo," says the old man.

"Thanks," says Gokudera. He seemed to be frowning.

"What about their whereabouts?" asks Gokudera.

"Oh. I think they are at the children's hospital," he said smiling, while Gokudera raised an eyebrow.

He finishes preparing the sushi for us and as soon as I put the first sushi in my mouth I could tell that the sushi was probably the best around. It would be a delicacy to eat it every day.

"It's nice right, Juudaime?"

"Yeah! I'm surprised I haven't eaten this before. I bet this is the best in the world!" I exclaimed.

The man who served us the sushi was shaking his head and smiling. I felt like I'd done this before.

After gobbling up the rest, until my stomach was full, Gokudera just stood up and told me to leave with him.

"Wait. Shouldn't we pay?" I ask.

"Nah. The Vongola family will pay for it." Once again, Vongola. I still don't remember though.

We left and caught a bus to the hospital. We're going to meet Takeshi and that silver haired person.

As soon as we arrived at the children's hospital, I could tell that it wasn't as dull as it seemed. When we entered, the staff were very friendly.

"The Vongola Family owns it," says Gokudera, proud. "I founded it too."

I smiled. Whenever he was proud of something, it has this shine where everyone will smile too.

"Have you seen Squalo and Yamamoto?" asked Gokudera to the staff at the desk.

"They should be in the garden with the kids," she said.

After a series of hallways, I could tell if I ever came here alone, I would get lost, we arrived at the garden. There were shouting children who had casts on arms, some children in wheelchairs laughing and others who just looked sick where smiling. I smiled, knowing at least that the Vongola Family had done something good.

"VROI! Kiddo stop pulling my hair!" exclaimed the man with long silver hair. Maybe that's Squalo.

"Squalo, they're kids you know!" smiled the other man who was Yamamoto.

They were giving the children piggyback rides and horse rides, they seemed like a couple. Wait. What was I thinking?

But hey! Squalo and Yamamoto aren't that bad of a couple. Anyways, I find it cute to have them around kids anyways, back to the story.

3rd Person Perspective-

"Oh, Gokudera, Tsuna!"

"You dumb sh-"

"Squalo don't swear."

"That is NOT Tsuna. That guy died ages ago."

"Oh yeah! Wait. Then who is he?" asked Takeshi. Tsuna sort of expected the reaction, even if he had never met them before after he forgot his memories.

"Che. You two are just stupid. This is Juudaime."

"Hey kids, I'm sorry, but play time's over," said Yamamoto, sternly and kindly.

"Aww." They just smiled and let themselves go back with the staff who were taking care of them. As soon as they left, the tenseness returned.

"What do you mean?" asked Yamamoto.

"Vroi, didn't he die though?" said Squalo.

"Honestly, I don't know how he survived. I mean we all saw it… with our own eyes…" said Gokudera, even silencing Squalo.

Everyone who was there at the day that Tsuna had 'died' had seen how it happened and wished they hadn't. It was bad for them and those who were jealous or rivalled Vongola would take that opportunity to overwhelm Vongola, however Vongola kept their standards only without a boss. The paperwork substantially reduced, even when you'd expect the guardians to create more chaos due to the loss of the boss.

"You trash of a boss," says Squalo directing at Tsuna, " You abandoned the entire Vongola family YOU DAMNED TRASH!"

"Well I can't help it!" whined Tsuna. "I don't remember anything, so can you at least help me understand what all this Vongola stuff is and anything that can tell me what had happened to me before today."

Squalo just couldn't help it. He was sad yet happy that the boss had come back and was still angry that he'd come back now, almost 3 years after he 'died.' Before he could think, he just brought out his sword just to be stopped instantly by Tsuna already in his Hyper Dying Will mode along with the flame of the storm.

"Does everything result violence? I thought we were in peace. I don't want anyone to get hurt," says Tsuna.

"Hmph. At least you're still the same. No violence this. No one has to get hurt. Don't interfere unless you have to," says the smiling shark.

"Tsuna."

Silence. It sure was good that Tsuna was still the same. But still. He was missing something. More than his memories.

I wanted to continue but it would just be too long.

Please review and a question for you all, would you like me to put an interview thing at the end? Ask questions and stuff to characters and I'll see what I can do.

Bye bii~ and good night. – Zaira Swift.