A/n Hi! Sorry for the long update. I had been busy last week and had no time to update. But to make it up here's the new chapter ^^ Alot of pepole guessed that 'X' was tsuna. No surprise there. LOL. I wan to thank Tsunayoshi Uni Sawada again for helping me and the reviewers and readers of this story :)

Disclaimer: I don't own khr. If I did, I would make Fon be Hibari's smiling split personality

Chapter 3 : Facades

Sawada Tsunayoshi P.O.V

Fire. It was everywhere.

"Tsu-kun run away!"

"What about you mama? Papa is still inside there!"

"Don't worry about me; I need to be with papa now. Run! Quick!"

"But..."

"Don't hesitate. We will catch up with you later. No matter what happens please always remember that we love you." With that, Sawada Nana, my mother carried me outside the front door against my protests and left me there. Once my feet touched the ground, her grip on me loosened as she turned her back and rushed inside the burning house where my father was.

The flames which consumed my house were not normal, I could tell. Even though it engulfed objects, it didn't burn them, like it was just giving orange light to the object. It was as if the flames had a will of its own, choosing what to destroy and what to spare, something told me that its main target of destruction is my warm and loving parents.

NO! I won't let it take them!

Recklessly, I ran into the "burning" house to help my parents, carefully making my way through the lighted areas as to avoid catching the weird fire. When I finally made it to the living room, it was so bright that I was momentarily blinded. Slowly opening my chocolate brown eyes, the first thing I saw were my parents, lying motionlessly on the floor.

"Mama..Papa...wake up! If you sleep here, you will get burnt!" I cried frantically as I crawled towards them.

They're gone, a part of me screamed but i stubbornly refused to believe it and continued nudging their lifeless bodies.

"Wake up...wake up..." I managed to say in between sobs. While I was busy nudging them, I did not notice the flames slowly creeping up behind me. By the time I did, it was already too late. I sat frozen to the ground, unable to move a muscle.

As the flames were about to attack me, a black blur rushed past me, carrying my small frame with it. I summoned up all my strength in order to see my saviour and almost immediately, all my fear and sadness were replaced with comfort and joy.

"xxxxx..."

It was that memory again, the memory of when my blood family died in this very house. On that day, I lost everything. If it wasn't for him, I would have lost my life as well. At that time I had totally lost my will to live but after he saved me I regained my will again—to avenge my family's deaths.

Why did I remember this again? Maybe 'Joker's' warning was bugging me.

Be careful at school? Easy.

At school I have a facade called "dame-tsuna", a useless transfer student from Japan who fails at everything from academics to sports. No one would ever suspect that the clutz who "only" got into such a renowned school through connections with the current Principal and the most feared discipline master was actually the most wanted criminal 'X'. As long as I play my cards right and don't slip up I would be fine and the fact that it was my school helpedto make my facade more believable. Slipping on my uniform, I grabbed my bag and left for school, prepared for another torturous day as dame-tsuna.

My school, Vongola Private Institute is a prestigious school that only the elite can enter on the outside, a mafia school in the inside. Civilians are only able to enter to avoid suspicion from the public and they only make up 5% of the cohort, including both students and teachers. However, for them to enter they need to attain a perfect score on the entrance test that is available throughout the whole year.

During the normal classes, we learn about subjects that are usually taught in schools and during these classes the civilians are mixed in them as well but after that, they are forced to leave the school as the mafia students would receive their training under the mask of 'special curriculum'.

Special curriculum classes are divided into their various like sports being physical training, performing arts being sleuth training, cooking being learning about poisons, economics being lessons about histories and connections between various familias etc. These classes are supervised and taught by the well trained mafia teachers and every month, we switch classes so that we would learn the basics of everything by the end of the year.

When normal classes are held, we are not allowed to breathe a word about anything related to mafia or act in a way it can connect. If we do, we would be severely punished by the discipline masters—the seven arcobalenos.

As I approached the school gates my intuition told me that an attack was approaching from the right and my guts told me it was definitely Reborn. I wanted, keyword being wanted to dodge the attack but now that I was in school premises, I had to be dame-tsuna and dame-tsuna can never sense an attack unless it is right smack on his face so I stood like an idiot, waiting for the attack to land. When the supposed hard kick which I experienced numerous of times that it actually felt soft landed on my right cheek, I "stumbled", controlling every single movement I made to coordinate it to become a believable stumble but not one which would make me vulnerable.

"REBORN! What the hell are you doing?"

"Why, greeting my precious student of course." He smirked while pulling a cup of espresso out of god-knows-where. I rubbed my cheek and sent him a pout/glare which he effectively ignored it. He knows that I cannot dodge his attack while I am at school so he's doing this on purpose!

Reborn, the sun arcobaleno and the most brutal/sadistic discipline master who no one dares to oppose despite how ridiculous or painful his punishments may be and sadly, he is my personal tutor sent by the current head of my familia, the Vongola famila, which is the strongest familia and the cooperation who runs this school to groom me to become a good mafia boss for when I succeed the Vongola.

"Yeah right, you were just bored and needed someone to bully right?" I looked at the infant sceptically.

"As expected from my playtoy—I mean student, as sharp as always." He commented while bouncing up to sit on my shoulder.

I knew it! He finally admitted about what he thought about me. While I was wallowing in self pity, wondering where did I take a wrong turn in life to end up with Reborn as my tutor, the said man lowered his head to my ear and whispered darkly "be careful of a man named Hibari Kyoya" before he bounced off and disappeared, not giving me a chance to ask him what he meant.

Well, Reborn was Reborn, I am sure I would be able to figure out what he meant...somehow. Sighing, I made my way to my classroom 1.10, the worst class available for the first year students. Once I arrived, I immediately sat at my seat, ignoring everyone else. Not long after arrived Hayato entered the room with his usual scull which turned to a bright smile when he faced me.

"JYUUDAIME!" He shouted with a bit too much enthusiasm, ignoring the looks people gave him.

"H-hi Hayato-kun" I smiled meekly while waving at him. Sure he was my best friend and all but sometimes he was just too embarrassing to be with. He made a beeline towards me and started talking about playing cards.

"Yesterday, I was playing cards with that pineapple paedophile and when I thought I had won, he pulled out a joker followed by an ace."

An ace?

"I think that what he meant was—" Hayato's words were cut off with the sound of the door sliding open followed by the entrance of our teacher, Irie Shouichi. I really wanted to hear the end of Hayato's sentence but now that class was starting, I had to wait till the end of classes.

"Okay class, today there is a very special event." said while he beamed brightly which caused the class to groan loudly. The last time he had a face like this was the day he almost killed us all with a surprise quiz which was super hard. Through him, I realised the meaning of never judge a book by its cover. With his warm and friendly face no one could had guessed he was actually a semi-sadistic mafia IT teacher.

"Now, now don't be like that! Today, we finally have a new teacher who received a perfect score in our entrance test since your literature teacher Kurokawa Hana!"

A civilian teacher? Now this was new. Irie motioned the person standing outside to step in the classroom and when he did, I could already see the hearts forming in the female students eyes. He had a tall lean figure with short raven black hair and cold calculative stale-grey eyes which scanned the room. He donned a long black trench coat and a permanent scull on his beautifully shaped face. I could not help but stare at the new teacher as well but not because of infatuation but because for a moment when our eyes met something...something about him felt familiar. My thoughts were disrupted by a loud clap from Mr. Irie.

"Settle down class. This is your new History teacher, Hibari Kyoya."

A/n Haha! Hibari's a teacher! did anybody expected that? I read one review saying he would stalk tsuna though. Hope you enjoyed this chapter and remeber to review! :)