Oh hey, thanks for reading. In this chapter, I'm retelling the tale of the guardians first day in Italy. It will be in about two to three parts, I think, so no Tsuna for a while, because he was brooding that time. Poor, poor, Tsu-kun. I introduced an OC, and guess who I named her for? Anyway, there won't be much Tsuna x Haru for a while, but they're coming. I promise.

Chapter 8: What Happened on the First Day (Part One)

While Tsuna was brooding on his Dameness, as Reborn called it, his guardians were busy doing...things.

They may or may not have involved mugging, car chases, and the police. Oh, and a kidnapping.


Namimori was a peaceful place. It was famous for its Disciplinary Committee that had even been able to drive away the yakuza. When Ichiroku Nisa, heir to the famous Ichiroku Group that controlled about thirty percent of Japan's economy, was kidnapped for the thirtieth time in the year she turned sixteen, her father had decided no school was good enough to send his precious daughter in.

Nisa had cried and begged, but her father had been resolute.

Then, one fateful day, Nisa came to the kitchen to ask for snacks just as one of the maids was talking about the supposedly 'safe and peaceful' town called Namimori, where she came from.

"It was really different now! Before I left, the yakuza had been running rampant all over the place, but when I came back, I didn't even see one! When I asked my mother, she said it has been entirely peaceful there for years, ever since some Hibari Kyoya founded the Disciplinary Committee to punish those who break the rules. Even the police chief was afraid of him."

Nisa smiled. There was hope in the horizon.


It took a while, and a lot of research, but after nearly six months, Nisa had finally convinced her father to send her back to school.

From Tokyo, she moved to the remote town of Namimori with only a few important things and a maid, and then, halfway through the school year, she was transferred in Namimori Gakuen. Class 1-B.

It was Tsuna's class. Not that that had any relevance to Nisa.

She did say hi, though.


Nisa was a cheerful, bubbly girl, and she appeared to be the type to be excessively kind and friendly. Tsuna thought she was like Yamamoto in that aspect. But unlike Yamamoto's genuine and often idiotic smiles, Nisa's were more calculative. It was like she was planning everything she did—her smiles, her words—every tiny little thing.

It wasn't easily noticeable. Tsuna doubted even she herself knew just how thought out her actions were. Her body was always on the lookout for danger in any form, and the way she always took note of the various exit points whichever room she was in showed considerable distrust in her surroundings.

Tsuna wondered why.

Yamamoto found out for him.

"She's watching out for kidnappers. I think," Yamamoto said one time he caught Tsuna eyeing the transfer student with a frown.

Tsuna looked up at him, "What do you mean?"

Yamamoto shrugged, "It's just a guess. She's always on alert, even in the classroom. She has several types of weapons on her person. Oh, and she has that tiny thing she's always playing with. Gokudera told me it was some tracker thing so her parents always know where she is. Also, she looks rich."

Tsuna frowned. "That makes sense. I did hear Reborn mention that at one point. Ichiroku Conglomerate, was it?"

Yamamoto nodded cheerfully.

"Do they have ties to the Mafia?"

Yamamoto smiled. "I don't think so. The kid didn't mention it."

"Hmm," Tsuna hummed and looked out the window, no longer interested. "Well, she'll be fine. I think."

Yamamoto laughed, "Yeah, after all, Hibari's here."


"Um, Yamamoto-san, was it? Hirakawa-sensei told me to get you. Something about kendo," Nisa said tentatively to the black-haired star of the baseball team and Kendo Club, wondering how on earth he managed to balance both activities out in addition to his studies.

Well, his grades don't seem all that good, she reasoned.

The tall boy smiled brightly at her. "Ah, thanks, Nisa-chan. I'll be going in a bit, just gotta tell Tsuna," and then he was running to where the tiny brunette was, apologizing for 'not being able to walk him home'. Nisa frowned. Why would Sawada Tsunayoshi need someone to walk him home?

Well, whatever. Done with her errand, she gathered her things and stashed them in her bag before heading out to where her friends were.

That was the first time she interacted with any of Sawada's posse.

The second was when she was on the verge of death, with a dagger pressed against her throat.


They were touring Syracuse and Nisa was having the time of her life. As the heir, his father had forced business and management lessons in her head from the time she could write her name, but she never enjoyed Math the way she enjoyed Arts and History. None of the tutors her father hired taught those though, so she really enjoyed going to school.

And now she's overseas on a school trip, touring one of the most important cities in Greek and Roman era! And she's with friends, not some stuck up bachelor his father often set up for her. How great can life be?

Uh, don't answer that.


Haru was gloomy. She was actually quiet this time, and not whining about this and that or arguing with Gokudera about something trivial. It would have unnerved him if he wasn't in the same state.

Reborn had warned them not to bother Tsuna for the day, as he had some special training to do, but they could tell, even from afar, that something was bothering their beloved Sky. It pained them, not being able to do anything for the person who gave so much for them, but if what he needed was some time alone...

"Ah! This tour is no fun without Tsuna-san!"

Kyoko looked at the tearing girl and gave her a soft tap on the shoulder. Her own smile was strained, and she couldn't find any words of comfort, so she settled with holding her hands.

Nothing she did would have worked as well as Tsuna-kun's smile, though.


It was noon, and Nisa and her classmates were having lunch in a cafe overlooking the Syracuse Bay. She was in a table with her friends, and from her seat she couldn't help but notice the unusually gloomy atmosphere from hust about the rowdiest group in the world.

They were seating in a corner silently, making everyone else look at them weirdly. When was the last time Tsuna and his posse this quiet? Nisa thought and almost immediately, she answered her own question. Ah, never.

She had been in their class for about two years, considering she came in halfway through freshman year, and now they're in their third. She had never talked to the lot of them outside of school works, but as popular as they were-hard to tell if you were in their group, but all of them were popular in different ways, i.e. Yamamoto for his looks and athleticism, Gokudera for his looks and brains, Kyoko for her looks and friendliness, Tsuna for his Dameness and the fact that all these figures seem to gravitate towards him for some reason-it would be near impossible not to know about them.

Every time she saw them, they were always loud. It seemed like explosions and chaos followed them everywhere, and they always seemed in a rush at the end of school.

It was...uh, weird. But you kind of get used to it in the long run, especially since no one seemed to mind so much that they were always in the vicinity everytime a part of the school gets destroyed and anyway, considering the next day the destroyed part would be completely back to its former state, everyone just sort of blocked them from their minds. That weird.

But this...this quiet atmosphere was weirder.

Why wasn't Yamamoto laughing as much? Why wasn't Gokudera yelling at him for laughing so much? Why was Kyoko looking on the verge of tears, and hell, why was Haru crying? Also, where was that eyepatch girl and...oh.

Nisa smiled wryly, looking every bit like a scientist who got her answer but was unsatisfied with it. Why didn't she think about it?

Tsuna wasn't around. She should have known all these weirdness started with him. A sigh. Everything did, didn't it?


They were about to leave the cafe when Nisa felt the call of nature. She excused herself and went to the bathroom. There a couple other girls from her class there, and she politely said hi.

She hadn't been gone for longer than five minutes. Truly.

But when she came back out, the world had been flipped upside down, and the cafe was surrounded by noisy police cars.

Here comes the mugging part.