I'M STILL ALIVE! Yeah I know I have been gone a while but I just had my exams and my sleeping schedule was screwed over with a sledge hammer, but they are over now so Yay!

Also, guys you can stop sending me links to the manga, I have got it now, but thanks a lot anyways this is really helpful!

I have made some corrections to the last chapter, I'm not actually sure If I will finish this chapter as I am writing this or if I will continue it later so bear with me. Now without further adieu;

Katekyo Hitman Reborn does not belong to me but to Akira Amano.

Tsuna groans into his pillow as if the world was crumbling around him. Tsuna was used to weird stuff happening to him (which was not something he was happy about) but this took the cake. Maybe he shouldn't have listened to his intuition and helped those people out, he didn't want to become known in the Mafia! If that was bad then what was worse was that people were now thinking a new group had sprung up in the underworld that worked with the Arcobaleno. Why did Skull and Mammon look proud!

He is not sure how the others would feel about this, and Tsuna doesn't even want to know what Kyoya thinks about this. Then again, maybe this isn't so bad. As Hana pointed out, they have allies and informants. Not only could they defend them in the future, but they could also pass on information from the underworld to them which would be much easier than having to hunt it down and hack into places. Less dangerous too. He can't believe he is actually accepting this!

Takeshi looks faintly amused by Tsuna's actions and he isn't so sure about Mammon and Skull. Mammon has the perfect poker face on and Skull is currently wearing his helmet. He hadn't planned on having people notice them and assuming they were another new group, in fact it would have been much better if Mammon had kept them under the illusion! He half heartedly glares at Mammon, almost pouting as he can't seem to find it in him to be mad at the mist baby. Mammon just smirks.

There were other things he should focus on though, like the fact his intuition is going off again. He knew leaving Namimori was a bad idea, or maybe he is just doomed to run into trouble for the rest of his life. It was similar to the one he had earlier, but stronger and it seemed like he had to wait for it to happen again. Sighing in his bed sheets, Tsuna knows he isn't going to sleep easy tonight. Takeshi perks an eyebrow at him.

Tsuna shifts his face around making strands of brown hair fall into his face as he stares at Takeshi with tired eyes. "Intuition" he says and Takeshi looks a little bewildered "Again?" he asks and Tsuna nods mournfully. Takeshi seems to go into thought for a moment before breaking out into a grin and walking over to Tsuna purposefully. Tsuna looks a little confused but doesn't think Takeshi is going to do anything bad to him. However, an embarrassing little 'hie' escapes his throat when Takeshi suddenly slides in next to him on the bed and pulling the covers over them.

Tsuna is a little flustered at this point when Takeshi pulls him closer to his chest and wraps his arms around him all the while grinning like a loon. Tsuna calms down a little but there is still a prominent blush on his face. "Why are yo-" "You might sleep easier if we are close together, cuz this way I can protect you, right?" Takeshi cuts him off. Tsuna thinks over it for a moment and decides he may be right, besides, once Takeshi makes his mind up there is no stopping him.

Tsuna sighs and just places his face into his soul mates chest and he can see out of the corner of his eye that Mammon and Skull are taking advantage of the extra bed. Either way, the young sky gets his beauty sleep tonight.

It was just over half way into the day when it finally happened. Their ditzy teacher was once again taking them around some attraction and blabbering on about something that Tsuna wasn't really paying attention to because of his damn intuition. They were getting a few stares from the locals as it wasn't very common to find a class of foreign students, especially at this age, taking a tour in Italy. They obviously weren't used to the madness that was Namimori.

Tsuna frowns and debates whether he should follow his intuition or stay put. In the end, Tsuna decides to tell the others about it at least. Lord knows what would happen to him if he didn't. Hana purses her lips and goes into thought while Kyoko frowns slightly and Takeshi grimaces. They mostly wait for Hana's opinion because while Tsuna is the boss, Hana is the real brains behind these things.

"While I would be cautious about what it is trying to tell us, I am pretty sure trying to avoid or ignore it would be a bad idea" She says and Tsuna sighs for the umpteenth time today because that means going on another hair-raising little adventure. Tsuna then goes into strategy mode. He can't just jump into this, no matter how much his intuition nags him about it. Mammon and Skull are off doing something or other and while Tsuna and his friends/soul mates are all very capable children, they are just that, children. So Tsuna decides that he should at least call their new... allies. He grimaces at the word. God dammit Mammon.

Throughout Mukuro's childhood, if you could call it a childhood, he often found his reasons for living to be limited to a select few things. One, was Chikusa and Ken. It used to apply to some others but they soon died and so he found himself hoping for their survival every day. Not that he would ever admit this to them, unless he was dying maybe. Two was the ever growing hatred and need for revenge and destruction within him. All his life he had been experimented on and had to watch the same to others and then see them die. It was not right. He would kill them one day and then the rest of the Mafia if he could. He says that word like spitting out venom.

The Mafia was the reason for his pain. It didn't matter who got hurt as long as they got what they desired.

There was one other thing he lived for. His soul mark. It was admittedly and odd thing for someone like Mukuro to live for but it might have been what kept him sane for all these years. Partially anyways. He never had parents to speak for to tell him about these soul marks, but even he knew they were special. When he first learned that these marks were important and what they entailed, he was a little bit happy that someone out there might care for him. A few experiments later and a trip to hell, Mukuro tried to tell himself they were just fairy tales, afterwards reasoning came in and figured that if even the Estraneo classed them as fact and something to researched (Experimented) then soul mates were a real thing and not just myths.

Sometimes he resented his soul mate, why was he left in such a cruel place, why wasn't he here? This didn't really last long though. The marks going down the side of his torso were in orange and radiated a sort of warmth that he almost craved and comforted him after a particularly harsh experiment. He wanted to meet this person, he wanted their warmth. Was it selfish to feel wanted? The words were also a little sarcastic and served for a bit of amusement for him.

His soul mate however would have to wait. There was an escape to be put into motion. He was not standing for this any longer. In their excitement and thirst for knowledge and power, they made the mistake in making him stronger and giving him powers. And thus, the Estraneo would stand no longer by the time he was done with them.

Mukuro wonder why on earth they would bother going after them when their entire organisation was almost wiped out. There was literally only a select amount of members left and that wasn't even enough to keep Estraneo together and even then none of them were powerful enough to lead. Bosses didn't necessarily have to be skies, considering they were as rare as a tiger running around the city, but it still took more than these guys to lead a Mafia family.

They might be trying to regain their pride or something stupid like that, he doesn't expect them to feel remorse for their co-workers and what not. And another reason to hate the Mafia. This speculation sure isn't going to help him get away from these goons though. They are all physically weak from running and trying to survive in Italy so fighting isn't that much of an option. He figures he could loose them with the help of some illusions though.

This plan is sort of thrown out of the window though, when he turns the corner and runs into someone else. He doesn't fall, neither does the stranger, but they do stumble a little. Snapping his head upwards, he greeted to the sight of fluffy brown hair and wide brown eyes. There are others near him but he doesn't really notice them as much as he does the persona in front of them.

Mukuro shakes his head, now is not the time to start examining random people on the street, he's being chased! The boy looks behind him and hears the sound of feet stamping against the ground, the heavy breathing and the vulgarities and demands being thrown around and his eyes seem to click in realisation. Mukuro is about to start running but before he can the boy grabs his wrist, gestures to his other companions, and starts to drag him away. Ken almost looks like he wants to growl or shout at them and Chikusa just looks afraid but they can't really argue when they are being led away from their pursuers.

Running around several twists for a while, they end up in a more crowded area of Italy, and the men are starting to lag behind. One of the girls mutters angrily and he briefly hears her say 'where the heck are they!' before they duck behind some boxes near a store on a decently crowded street. The Estraneo men and panting and angrily muttering by the time they get there and manage to successfully scare the pedestrians as they poke around.

Mukuro, feeling the adrenaline wear off ever so slightly, has a moment of impulsion were he grabs the shoulders of the boy who sort of rescued him and with the most angriest whisper he could summon says "Why did you do that?! you could have gotten killed!". The fluffy haired boy's eyes widen in surprise before he groans in exasperation and then says "I am going to have a harem of Assassins and ninjas by the end of this" and Mukuro suddenly feels numb.

I finally did it! Again I am so sorry about taking so long. I have just been so busy lately, and I just felt so tired all the time that I wasn't motivated to write this. No matter, I finally feel motivated again!.

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