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Oh, and sorry for the late chapter again. D: I got kinda lazy.

Chapter 11

G. continued to gape at his teacher, not believing that Reborn, being the strict, professional and organised person he was, had casually walked out of the door of a brothel.

Tsuna just blinked. His teacher was here. What a coincidence. Maybe he would be able to help rescue Giotto and Alaude…

The sound of G. and Reborn clearing their throats simultaneously brought Tsuna's attention to the redhead and his teacher. The two of them simply stared at each other before G. broke the silence.

"Reborn-sensei."

"Yes, G.?"

"Why the hell are you here?"

Reborn coughed, "I could ask you the same thing, G. At the very least, I'm legally allowed to be here."

G. scoffed, "I see no sign indicating age limits."

Reborn raised a hand and pointed at a small sign nailed on the wall, "Strict 18+ premises, G."

The redhead twitched, "That aside, what you're doing is disgusting, Reborn-sensei."

"Doing what?" Tsuna asked. He noticed the 18+ sign previously but paid no heed to it. This place wasn't one of those adult bookstores in those dodgy alleyways he sometimes passed. Then again, he wasn't entirely sure of that either. He had walked right in whilst paying no attention to what the building was…

It was only then that Reborn realised Tsuna was standing by the pictures with his head cocked to the side, blinking curiously. He frowned in disapproval. What were his students doing here? Did they know about Giotto's… predicament?

"Excuse me sirs," the receptionist interrupted, "Please take your conversation outside of the premises."

Reborn nodded, grinning charmingly, "Sorry. Excuse us."

G. and Tsuna took this as a cue to leave the building, leaving the receptionist wide-eyed in her seat.

Outside, the three of them, Reborn, G. and Tsuna, sat by a nearby wall. Reborn felt as though it was his first priority to keep his cool in front of his students rather than wreaking havoc over finding them in the red-light district. On a school night, no doubt.

"So, G.," Reborn coughed, "I'm assuming you're not here for recreational purposes."

G. glared at his teacher, "And I'm assuming you am?"

Reborn sighed. "It's not what you think," he replied, "You're an honour student and I'm good at guessing so I'll get to the point."

The redhead frowned. Oh, he knew where this was going.

"How much do you know about Vongola Giotto?"

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Giotto sneezed and curled up in his bed. He hoped he wasn't getting a cold. Thoughts were running through his head like wildfire. Did his father know about Reborn-sensei? How could he have found out? What did Reborn-sensei know? Why was he here in the first place?

The blond turned and lied face down on his pillow. He knew he was smart. He could have easily become a doctor or a lawyer. In a way, that would've earned much more money than whatever his father did on this side of the business.

His father's company was a strong, intimidating stakeholder that had recently bought many smaller companies in recent years to strengthen its roots in the business world.

Giotto had vividly remembered his father speaking to him when he was just a bit younger.

"Giotto. You know that I started a new company because the other was getting a bit tiresome."

"Yes, Father."

"Well, we're short of people at the moment. Would you like to help?"

Back then, he didn't know what he was about to do.

Back then, he didn't know what the red-light district was either.

He remembered being amazed by the flashing neon lights, curious as to why women wore such short skirts and slightly disgusted at what looked like people eating each other's faces along the streets.

If he had a super power, Giotto would want to go back in time.

Back in time to the world where everything was pure.

Back in time to the world where he was loved and not treated like an object.

Tsuna.

Giotto frowned and turned back onto his side.

That kid.

Tsuna.

He was innocent, carefree, loved by his mother, easily likeable and was often misunderstood by his peers.

Giotto had only known Tsuna for about a week. How did the small, brown-haired boy leave such a strong impression behind?

His autism?

The condition caused Tsuna to be unbelievably straightforward and unbelievably dense. Giotto could tell Tsuna was smart if he was understood. Understanding him in the first place was a task in itself.

But no, it wasn't his autism that left a mark.

Giotto didn't even need to think why Tsuna overtook his thoughts at times.

He was jealous.

The blond had always wanted to stay clean, innocent and curious at life's pleasures, the longing to have what one could not gain. Tsuna probably thought differently. He had to put up with teasing and jeering from peers at an early age. He didn't know why he was alienated, ostracised. Why did it have to be him? Why couldn't he just be a normal person laughing and playing with friends?

However, sometimes Giotto just wished he was like Tsuna.

No, he didn't know all the hardships Tsuna went through. He should be happy with his achievements. Other than his father, Giotto was a pretty fortunate child.

There was a loud bang as the door of the room swung open.

Alarmed, Giotto sat upright immediately. He ignored the feeling of blood rushing down his face as he stared wide-eyed at the person by the door.

Dino leaned against the door breathing heavily to catch his breath. Giotto calmed down slightly, waiting patiently for his brother's breathing to return to normal.

The second Dino straightened up, Giotto asked in a concerned tone, "What's wrong?"

"He came back," Dino stated, closing the room door behind him gently.

Giotto looked at Dino questioningly, "Who came back?"

"Alaude."

Giotto steeled his face before sitting back down on his bed, "Alaude's back, huh? Yeah, I saw him outside the boss' room."

"Aren't you at the last bit happy?" Dino frowned.

"Not really. He hid himself quite well for a year and half. Him returning to this shithole isn't something to be happy about."

"Your language is worse than I last remembered it, bro," Dino pointed out. The atmosphere was turning dark as they talked about Alaude. Changing the subject was probably a good idea.

Fortunately, Giotto cracked a smile, "I have this friend who was also my vice president of the Student Council. Perfect grades and good with teachers but outside of school, he smoked, swore, and don't even get me started on his bad temper. He probably wore off on me."

"Oho," Dino grinned, "Is this friend the one you were dreaming about a couple of nights ago?"

"I thought we decided that it was him and that we should leave it," Giotto sighed.

"No, you decided that. I still didn't believe it. So, is it your friend? Is he good-looking? What was he doing to you in your slee-"

"Why do you have such a perverted mind, Dino?" Giotto smiled.

"Years of experience."

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"Why are you here anyway, Reborn-sensei?" G. asked.

Tsuna had watched the whole ordeal and find it slightly amusing. G. had talked very animatedly throughout the conversation. The redhead and his teacher had decided on how much they know and what they were going to do with the knowledge. Tsuna had tuned out halfway, admiring the stars in the sky while Reborn-sensei and the Student Council Vice-President talked endlessly about a certain blond.

Reborn looked at G., deciding on what to say in reply, "The same reason as you are."

"To get Giotto out of this place? I still don't know why he's here but it's also quite obvious what he's doing," G. frowned, "How long have you known about this?"

Reborn crossed his arms, "I'm amazed you can talk like this to your teacher."

G. didn't reply.

Sighing, the raven-haired man answered, "Giotto's father was a teacher at my school back in the days."

"WHAT?"

"I met Giotto when I was around fifteen. If I remember correctly, he was five when he followed his father to school."

"Giotto… followed his father to school?"

"He was a strange child. Probably doesn't remember it, though."

Tsuna blinked at his teacher. Giotto, the Student Council President of the school, followed his father to school when he was five? Tsuna himself had done something similar quite a few years back as well…

"I got in contact with Giotto's father and he actually invited me over here. Quite a horrid thought, really."

G.'s eyes widened when he realised something in Reborn's words.

"Does that mean Giotto's father owns this place?"

'Shit. I said something unnecessary,' Reborn thought.

"THAT MEANS GIOTTO'S FATHER IS EXPLOITING HIS OWN KID?"

Tsuna watched as bystanders turned their heads towards the three of them, some snickering and others giving strange stares.

"Calm down, G. It's under control."

"UNDER CONTROL? HOW IS THIS UNDER CONTROL? HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON FO-"

Reborn clamped a hand over G.'s mouth, "Don't make a scene."

G. struggled slightly under Reborn's hold before slowly calming down. Tsuna just stood where he was as an onlooker, hardly paying attention to what was being said.

"Why wasn't anything done sooner?" G. demanded,

"I didn't really know for sure until recently."

G. clenched his fist, "I can't believe this had been happening to one of my close friends. It had probably gone on for a long time before this, too."

"What's been going on?" Tsuna asked, finally deciding to start paying attention.

Reborn and G. looked at the brunet in surprise. The two of them had almost forgotten he was there.

"Don't worry about it, Tsuna," G. said.

Tsuna shrugged and resumed looking at the sky.

"Why is he here?" Reborn asked. Seeing that child in such a place was quite alarming. Of course, his astonishment wouldn't be able to be seen on the outside…

"He's the one who told me about this."

"What? How did he find out?"

"I'm not entirely sure. He said he's been here before and he also mentioned another blond who was looking for Giotto a couple of days ago."

"Yet he has no idea what this is about," Reborn stated.

"None whatsoever," G. confirmed.

The two of them turned to the brown-haired boy who was staring up at the stars in fascination.

What a strange child.

Man, I love Dino here. xD

Anyway, yeah, I'm a lazy person. Sorry for the short/late chapter.

Once again, thankyou for helping me get over 100 reviews! I'm still ecstatic about that. :D

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