Part 2 of 3 of Mafia Land Arc. Crack. With a smidge of plot and a tiny bit of unrelated background story for a certain mama because why not?

Tsuna didn't know what to expect when they reached the Livorno Port. The entirety of their cruise had been relaxed and peaceful, Tsuna and his Guardians getting to know the Varia now that they weren't enemies. Xanxus was a cool dude, once you got past his alcohol-dependency and insults.

When the ship had docked, Tsuna's stomach had been a bundle of nerves.

"Welcome to Italy," Reborn spoke once everyone had gathered their luggage, leading them past the welcoming signs for tourists. "This is Livorno, one of the more popular tourist cities in Italy. You'll have a lot of fun here."

"Oh my, it's beautiful," Nana awed, cradling her cheek in her hand as she stared at the aged buildings.

"Yes," a female's heavily accented Japanese voice called over to them, "Italy is famed for its history and scenery." The group turned to see two women standing with a sign reading "SAWADA". The first female's light brown - borderlining on blonde - hair was pulled into a messy bun, her glasses framing her purple eyes. She wore a white blouse under a creme colored blazer, her hands resting on her black jean-clad legs. The second female had blue hair pinned away from her face, showing off the burn mark scarring her cheek. Her wine-colored eyes were sharp, gazing at the group with an almost predatory expression. She wore a low-cut red T-shirt, her high-waisted shorts drawing a good amount of attention to her long legs. On her leg ring finger was a simple silver wedding band, glinting in the sunlight.

"Hoh~?" Reborn sounded as he walked over, smirking. "Colonnello finally grew a pair and proposed? How come I wasn't informed?" The blue haired female flushed, her lips tugging into a scowl.

"Because," she answered gruffly, "he just proposed an hour ago. Perfect timing, eh?" The female smirked, Tsuna and Nana shifting awkwardly in place at the sight of the strangers.

"Mother," Ettore greeted the light brown haired woman, coming over to kiss her hand. "I'm home. Thank you for coming to pick us up."

Nana's attention instantly zoomed in on the mother and son interacting, her eyes doing a once-over of Oregano.

"Mother," Ettore turned to Nana and Tsuna, "this is Nana Sawada and Tsunayoshi Sawada. This is Father's family." Oregano stepped forward, giving a welcoming smile as she held a hand out. Nana clasped her hand. Oregano's eyes trailing down to Nana's ringless finger.

"Just so there isn't any awkwardness between us," Oregano started. "I do not have romantic feelings for my boss, your husband, and the fact that Ettore is the child between us is completely professional. Trust me, I don't like Iemitsu like that. At all. Not at all."

"Mom," Ettore whined out in Italian. "Stop! You're making it awkward by saying that!"

"Ah, I completely trust you !" Nana laughed, Oregano and the other female sharing looks. "After all, Ettore-kun is such a sweet boy! He's the kind of child that was raised with constant love and support. And with how Iemitsu is, it must have been you raising him!" Nana laughed and Tsuna's jaw dropped. Did - did his mother just openly insult her husband?

Oregano gave an amused snort, the other female smirking into her hand.

"I like her," the blue haired woman laughed. "Hello. I'm a co-worker of your husband. I'm Lal Mirch." Lal Mirch held a hand out, Nana shaking it with a beam. "Iemitsu had something come up so we'll be taking care of you today."

"AH! How nice! I don't mind at all! Ne, Tsu-kun, today seems like it'll be fun!" Nana turned to Tsuna, only to blink at the sight of her son, friends, and Reborn missing. "Eh? Where'd they go?"

"Don't worry Nana-san," Oregano spoke, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. "Reborn took them out already. So it'll just be us women - and children," Oregano flashed a glance at Basil, Ettore, Ipin, and Fuuta.

"Ah," Nana sighed, "that boy. That's fine!"

"Welcome home, brats," Lal Mirch spoke as she saddled up to Basil and Ettore, giving a smirk. "Have fun?"

"Of course," Ettore spoke, his eyes flashing. "I have much to discuss. Right Basil?" Ettore turned to Basil.

"Yond is c'rrect. Th're is a lot we needeth to speak of," Basil spoke with a nod, squeezing Fuuta's hand in his. Lal Mirch studied the two for a second before nodding, eyes falling to Fuuta.

"Look at you, brat. Was it intentional to get Fuuta de la Stella as a little brother? Vongola would benefit highly from his rankings." Lal Mirch watched as Ettore slid closer to the child, eyes suddenly dead as he glared at the woman.

"Lal Mirch," Ettore spoke, Fuuta grabbing onto his shirt hem. "Don't threaten my children."

Lal Mirch snickered into her hand, stretching her legs out to catch up with the moving females. "You take after your mother on protectiveness, brat!"

"This...this is Mafia Land?" Tsuna just stared up at the fast-moving roller coasters and the various food stands and all the people. So many people.

"Uhuh," Takeshi spoke as he wrapped his arms around Tsuna's shoulders, hunching over to rest his chin on Tsuna's head. "This is Mafia Land!"

"Its…" Tsuna stared at the dirt-covered floors, the shady looking men who had scarcely dressed females tucked on their arms, the various scars and tattoos decorating skin. "Its-its-it's SO AWESOME!" Sparkles surrounded Tsuna as he whirled in Takeshi's arms, beaming at Hayato who snapped a picture with his phone. "This is more awesome than Disneyland!"

"No," Chrome shook her head. "No it's not." Kyouya yawned, shifting his feet near the back of the crowd as Reborn rolled his eyes. Mukuro turned from staring at a petting zoo booth and blinked when Ryohei pointed at a 'deep-fried beer' stand.

"Heh," Takeshi laughed as Lambo chattered happily from Hayato's shoulders. "This is fun."

"Alright Tsuna, go sign us in," Reborn spoke. Tsuna blinked, turning his gaze away from a animal-ear headband booth.

"...sign...in?" Tsuna furrowed his eyebrows.

"Mafia Land is constantly booked," Hayato explained before Reborn could open his mouth. "Therefore, thanks to Reborn's connections, we were able to get in. Each Famiglia has to have a representative to go sign them in so the Family that keeps security around Mafia Land knows who all is on the premises. Due to the fact that Mafia Land is built on the unused land on the other side of where the agricultural prison is stationed, they like to make sure that everything is tightly secluded."

"Wait, a prison? How does the prisoners not tell people when they get out?" Tsuna asked, confused.

"Hush money. The officers, along with the various staff who live in the prison and keep an eye on the prisoners are paid off by the Families who donate to Mafia Land. Vongola is one of the Families, making sure that Mafia Land stays peaceful and relaxed. It's basically the neutral zone. No illegal business can be conducted here," Hayato spoke and slipped his glasses off, the projector and screen disappearing. Tsuna blinked and rubbed his eyes.

Were those mist flames or was it another cheat in reality for Hayato to always produce a screen for his lectures?

"I assigned you to be our representative," Reborn spoke after making sure Hayato wasn't going to speak again. "So go sign us in at the information office." Reborn pointed at the office building, nudging Tsuna in the direction.

"Uhuh," Tsuna grumbled, "send the only one who can't speak Italian over. Sure, that sounds logical."

"Keep the sass up boy," Reborn called as Tsuna stomped away, "and I'll show you logical." Tsuna stuck his tongue out, slipping into the information office.

"We gonna watch?" Hayato asked Takeshi.

"Yep," Takeshi nodded and like a herd of penguins, the group bustled over to the building opposite of the information office, slipping inside. The building's facade looked like a cafe, lined with plants in the windows and wooden signs promoting the day's specialty drink. The inside was lined with leather booths, large plasma screens lining the walls. Many different people sprawled on the booths, looking at the screens.

The screens showed the interior of the information office.

"There's Tsuna," Takeshi pointed out as the camera zoomed in on Tsuna shuffling up to the desk. The receptionist smiled kindly.

"...H-Hi?" Tsuna tried, his Italian coming off very rough. Takeshi choked down a snort while Hayato puffed his chest out proudly.

Over the course of their cruise, Hayato, Basil, Ettore, and surprisingly Xanxus, had tried to drill a few words into Tsuna. He knew how to say Hi, Goodbye, I'm lost, and a swear word. Xanxus was more than amused to teach Tsuna the swear phrase. The others, not so much.

" Piacere di conoscerti ," the receptionist greeted. Tsuna's fell face into a pale look of horror.

" M-Mi sono per-persa ," Tsuna stuttered. I am lost. Smooth Tsuna. Smooth. The receptionist's face screwed up in confusion before she squinted her eyes, leaning closer.

"Japanese?" The female asked, speaking heavily accented Japanese.

"Oh thank god," Tsuna gasped out, nearly falling onto the desk. "I was sent here to sign in?"

"May I have your name and the Famiglia name, please," the receptionist asked politely.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi of the Vongola Famiglia," Tsuna spoke, tensing as many people shushed and glanced over at him.

"Hai, Vongola-san, if you'll come with me, I'll take you to take your test now."

Test?

"Test?" Tsuna asked, not moving an inch. "What test?"

"It's a standard test, Vongola-san. To make sure you aren't impersonating a member of a Family. Standard protocol. Nothing to worry about." The Receptionist led a reluctant Tsuna into the next room, where a very stereotypical Mafia Don sat.

"Here you are," the female spoke, handing Tsuna a bundle of money. "Please use the proper method to bribe this gentleman please."

Tsuna stared down at the bundle of money. "What." Tsuna couldn't comprehend it. He-he had to bribe this man? Tsuna thought that Mafia Land was against this kind of stuff?

"Doesn't this go against the very principles that this theme park is run on?" Tsuna grumbled to himself, furrowing his eyebrows. Tsuna looked up, meeting the man's eyes. The man rose an eyebrow, his mustache wiggling. Tsuna's face scrunched up at the caterpillar-looking facial hair and the man's lips tugged down into a frown.

Meanwhile, in the cafe, Mukuro was laughing into Takeshi's shoulder while Takeshi ordered another soda. Hayato was hiding his face, lest he laugh out loud, Reborn looking away from the screen while Chrome giggled into Lambo's afro. Kyouya snoozed back on the booth, completely ignoring the entire thing.

"...Bribe him," Tsuna mumbled aloud. The receptionist continued to stand there, smiling.

"The proper method? Bribe him?" Tsuna muttered to himself. A bead of sweat trickled down the receptionist's cheek.

"Vongola-san, if you are actually of the Vongola Family, you should know how to do this. It's Day1 training for any Mafioso. Unless...you are a fraud?" The receptionist's smile gained a vicious edge and Tsuna 'eep'd.

"N-no! Of course not! I'm...I'm of Vongola." Something bitter curled up in Tsuna's throat at the title and he flashed a frown before he turned back to the wad of money.

"Reborn never taught me anything about bribing," Tsuna grumbled under his breath.

"Throw the kid out," the Bug-Face man gruffed. "This tiny bug isn't of any Family, much less Vongola. He's a weakling. Look at this Japanese runt. If he's going to be in a Family, he'll just lead them to their deaths."

Tsuna reeled back, as if physically struck. The receptionist opened her mouth to chide at the man who was being paid not to talk , only to snap her jaw shut when Tsuna chunked the wad of money at the man's face.

" Vaffanculo !" Tsuna roared as the wad of money smacked against his nose and slid down into his lap. Both of them stared with wide eyes at the tiny child who glared daggers at the man.

"Listen Caterpillar-Face! You wanna go? I'll fucking fight you!" The receptionist pressed a button on her watch, two men bursting in and grabbing Tsuna before he could lunge.

"AHaha! That sure was funny Tsuna!" Takeshi laughed from the doorway, his arms crossed as Hayato stormed into the room, cigarette lit and hands shoved into his pockets. He growled at the men holding Tsuna and they shot away from the tiny teen fast, hands held up defenseless.

"You okay Tsuna-sama? They didn't hurt you, did they?" Hayato fluttered around Tsuna, glaring daggers at the receptionists and Caterpillar-Face.

"Nope," Tsuna grumbled. "He deserves a good punch though." Reborn, who walked in after the two teens, sighed.

"Ciao, signorina," Reborn tipped his fedora at the red faced receptionist. "My student has been causing any trouble, has he?"

"Stu-student? But-but Reborn is training...the Vongola Decimo…" Everyone turned to Tsuna, who scowled.

"Reborn! You knew about this bribing thing, didn't you? I don't know how to bribe someone!" Tsuna snapped hotly, crossing his arms.

"No, but you have a good pitch," Takeshi laughed as he hugged Tsuna from behind. "Right Hayato?"

"He's kinda right, Tsuna-sama. I've never seen anyone, besides this asshat, use money as a projectile before. It looked deadly." Hayato smiled. The Mafiosos looked lost, watching the interaction.

"Aw, really? Thanks!" Tsuna beamed bashfully.

"This is so touching," Reborn's dry comment cut the beaming off. "Now let's get going. I think the others already went ahead of us to go play."

"What? Well then let's go!" Tsuna grabbed Hayato and Takeshi by the arms, hauling them out of the building while Reborn turned to the attendants with a smirk.

"Isn't he something?" Reborn asked and followed them out, leaving four very confused staff members.

"Vongola...is in for some interesting times," the receptionist muttered.

"I can't see them," Tsuna muttered to himself as he stood on his tippy-toes, looking around for a shock of blue or purple in the crowd of red, black, blonde, brown, and grey.

"Here," Takeshi spoke and swooped down, getting under Tsuna and forcing him to sit on his shoulders. "How about now?"

Tsuna squeezed tightly to Takeshi's hair, eyes wide. "Too tall," Tsuna cried. "Too tall!"

"Put him down, dumbass!" Hayato hissed. "Tsuna-sama, do you see them?"

"No," Tsuna squeaked out. "Not at all. I wonder where they went."

"Guess we'll just meet up with them later," Reborn spoke as he walked back towards the group, a coffee in hand. He rose an eyebrow at Takeshi and Tsuna. "What are you doing?"

"Haha," Takeshi spoke with a very forced smile on his face. "I couldn't help it. I've always wanted my head between Tsuna's legs."

Three things happened simultaneously. One, Reborn shot Takeshi in the dick with a rubber bullet. Two, Hayato snatched Tsuna into his arms, cradling him to his chest with a completely disgusted look on his face. Three, Tsuna got back-lash from the sudden jerk into Hayato's arms, his eyes swimming.

Takeshi crashed to the ground, a strangled cry slipping past his lips as he cupped himself. Other patrons of the park glanced at the teen but, after catching sight of Reborn, looked away.

"What-?" Tsuna looked down at Takeshi, who openly sobbed as he curled tighter into a ball. "AH! Are you okay Takeshi?"

"Tsuna-sama don't worry yourself with that pig," Hayato spat as he hugged Tsuna closer. Tsuna just frowned.

"I can't believe you actually said that," Reborn stated as he knelt down in front of Takeshi. "Learn your lesson?"

"Don't say anything out loud," Takeshi bit out, tears streaming down his face as he tried to breathe.

"I can read your mind," Reborn poked Takeshi's forehead with his gun.

"Don't do it around you," Takeshi corrected. Reborn shot him.

"My Nagi," Mukuro wheezed as he forced a hand to his mouth, "please - please wait ."

Chrome turned around, her hands falling to her hips as she pouted at the two boys tagging behind her. Mukuro was gripping onto the back of a bench, Kyouya hunched over himself as the two tried to calm their flipping stomachs.

"I thought you two would be fine with loops," Chrome pouted. Kyouya shot her a glare, mentally asking himself why he had followed them.

Seeing Chrome's eyes water in disappointment, he remembered why.

He was as whipped as heavy whipping cream (not as extreme as Mukuro though).

"I-I know," Mukuro coughed. "But-but you know I can't do fast-paced upside down motions. You know that."

"I know," Chrome nodded. "But where's the fun in that?"

A game booth caught Chrome's attention and she wandered over to it, leaving Mukuro and Kyouya to regain their sense of balance.

Chrome's eyes fell on a stuffed owl, her eyes widening at it.

"Mukurowl," Chrome whispered to herself and looked down at the gun with BB pellets.

"Five bucks," the man gruffed. Chrome slapped the money down, taking the gun and pellets. Kyouya and Mukuro saddled up to her as she raised the gun in one hand. Chrome's eyes narrowed, taking in the target. Before she could pull the trigger, the target exploded into a ring of fire and shot from side to side at a pace she shouldn't follow.

It was Mafia Land after all.

"Kufufu," Mukuro spoke as he slid up behind Chrome, taking her hand in his, "this is fun." Kyouya watched the target speeding, his eyes drooped boredy. His eyes slid to the side.

His body stiffened, a splash of cold water running down his body as he caught sight of a child's face. Kyouya's vision tunneled on the scurrying backs of four children, his gaze locking intently on the plumpest child. Kyouya's tonfas slid into his hands, Mukuro and Chrome jumping at the sight of his weapons as his flames burst to life along the metal. The booth attendant jumped back, eyes wide at the powerful flames. Those around did double takes.

Kyouya's world burned.

"Don Dante," Tsunayoshi greeted, giving a warm smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you." Kyouya glanced at the man's round belly. He fit the stereotype of plump Bosses.

"No, it's a pleasure to meet you! Don Vongola, I've been waiting for this day," Dante beamed. Kyouya's eyes shot to Tsunayoshi when the man mumbled, "I bet you have" under his breath.

"Come, come, let's sit down and talk! An alliance with Vongola! How exciting," Dante chattered, leading the four towards his sitting lounge. "I hope something good comes out of this meeting!"

Takeshi was shot, Tsuna going down after - Hayato's head exploded clean off and Kyouya -

Warm hands smacked his cheeks and Kyouya zoned back in to see worried brown.

"You-you okay Hibari-san?" Tsuna asked, Hayato, Takeshi, and Reborn behind him.

"...-eath," Kyouya whispered.

"What?" Tsuna leaned in closer, still squishing Kyouya's cheeks together.

"I'll bite you to death." Tsuna flew to the side as a tonfa crashed into his head, Hayato giving an angry hiss. Kyouya rubbed at his cheeks, his eyes searching the crowd.

No children.

"I lost them," Kyouya mused softly, eyes darkening. "Not for long." Kyouya threw himself into the gathering crowd, tonfas brandished in a threat as he rushed in the direction he had seen the kids go.

"Kyouya?" Tsuna called uselessly as Ryohei (who had taken Lambo on the spinning tea-cups) helped him to his feet. "What happened with him?"

"He saw something that bothered him," Mukuro supplied as Chrome hugged her stuffed owl to her chest. Mukuro did a double-take and stared at the plush.

"...did you steal that?" Mukuro asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Chrome said. She hugged Mukurowl tighter to her chest. "I won him."

"When?" Mukuro asked.

"When everyone was distracted."

"Are you sure you didn't just use illusions to make it seem like you won?"

"...Mukuro-sama, let's go find Cloud." The group watched as the two left after Kyouya and Tsuna groaned.

"We finally found them and now they're gone again," Tsuna whined.

"It's okay, I put trackers on them," Reborn stated. Everyone turned to Reborn.

"What?" Tsuna asked.

"When?" Hayato asked.

"Where?" Takeshi groped his chest. Ryohei sighed through his nose while Lambo reached for Tsuna. Tsuna took the child into his arms and Lambo settled down, content.

"Doesn't matter, you won't ever get them out," Reborn explained and the Guardians frowned. "Anyways, we can find them later. Dame-Tsuna, you haven't played yet." Reborn's smirk sent alarm bells ringing in Tsuna's head.

"Naaaah, it's okay! I'm cool. Really," Tsuna spoke, backing up. "I'll-I'll take Lambo to the merry-go-round!" Tsuna turned, ready to dash away. Ryohei grabbed him by his shirt collar, plucking Lambo out of his arms.

"I'll EXTREMELY watch the kid! You go have some EXTREME fun, Sawada!" Ryohei's smile was all happiness but in that moment, Tsuna could only see a devil instead of a 'saint'.

"Haha! Let's go on the Back-Lash Blazer! I remember it being really fun!" Takeshi laughed, tagging Tsuna behind him.

"IS IT GOING BACKWARDS? Nope, nope. Nu-uh! Hayato, help!" Tsuna cried as Ryohei waved goodbye.

"I'm sitting next to Tsuna-sama!" Hayato screamed, chasing after the two. Reborn snickered and checked his cellphone. He had an incoming call.

"Ferris Wheel, two hours," Reborn spoke and hung up. He slipped his phone into his pocket and went after the trio, humming to himself.

"I'm going to die," Tsuna cried as Hayato strapped him into the coaster-cart.

"No you're not," Hayato gruffed as he strapped himself in. "Relax, Tsuna-sama. This is supposed to be a vacation for us."

Tsuna bit his tongue, turning to face the front again. Takeshi, settled down behind them with Reborn, reached up to tug on Tsuna's ear.

"Alright," the staff member spoke over the intercom. "Have fun and please don't blow up the ride."

"BLOW UP?!" Tsuna screamed and off they went, his high-pitched shriek taken by the wind. Hayato was foaming at the mouth as Takeshi's laugh followed them the entire way. Reborn had a stern grip on his hat, keeping it in place as Tsuna loudly chanted a protection charm over their cart.

After a 2 minute experience of tunnels, loops, upside-down twists, and a near collision with the rocky wall holding part of the track, they had arrived safely back at the loading dock. Tsuna dragged the dizzy Hayato out of their seats, Takeshi helping. Reborn smirked and smoothed out his suit jacket.

"Let's go there," Reborn spoke, pointing to the giant tower that would lower and raise people at a unpatterned movement. Tsuna stared.

"I'm going to die," Tsuna whispered as Hayato gagged.

"So Sawada-san," Oregano spoke as she settled her teacup down. "Why don't you have a wedding band?"

Ettore spat out his water, his jaw hanging open a he gawked at his mother.

"Mom! Don't ask something so personal!" Ettore chided.

"No, no, I'm curious too. You must mean a lot to Iemitsu for him to up and marry you, so what's with the no ring?" Lal Mirch leaned against the table as she took a spoonful of Nana's ice cream.

"Aaah," Nana looked down at her empty hand, a foreign expression flashing across her face. "Well, actually, we never officially married."

Ettore dropped his spoon, Oregano paused mid-sip, and Lal Mirch's lips tugged into a devious smile.

"Huh?" Ettore blurted. Basil, wiping Ipin's mouth, was oblivious to the conversation. Fuuta was dozing at the table, using his book as a pillow.

"I had been a waitress," Nana recited, her eyes softening as memories overtook her. "Working part-time to help support me while I was in school. I wanted to be teacher, so I was trying to get a degree in education. I met Iemitsu during one of my shifts. He always ordered the same thing - curry with a cold beer. It was the cutest thing."

Lal Mirch stole another scoop and beckoned Nana to continue.

"After a few more visits during my shifts, he finally cornered me when I was leaving work one night. Got on his hands and knees and begged me to go on a date with him! It was like those shoujo mangas! Of course I said yes." Nana giggled. "We went on a few dates and, after three months of dating, we-well-" Nana's cheeks heated.

Ettore bashed his head onto the table and covered his ears, loudly going, "Lalalalalala". Oregano and Lal Mirch smacked him upside the head and Nana gave a loud laugh.

"I got pregnant with Tsu-kun so Iemitsu and I agreed that it'd be best to file for a marriage license and certificate. AH, but that's where the problem was. Iemitsu was born in Italy and even though he's half, he's considered Italian by his birth certificate. According to Japan's laws, he had to have a full background search done first and get the Italian Embassy involved and it was a huge mess. So, we decided to skip the formalities and just became married."

Silence met Nana's story.

"...so you aren't, legally, married? Even though you carry his last name?" Oregano asked, blinking. Nana nodded, sipping from her soda.

"That's right. He did something and got my last name changed in the registry, but other than that - there is no legal proof we've ever been married. We just - kind of say we are. In every since but in the eyes of the law, we are." Nana didn't look the least bit disturbed.

"Nana-san," Ettore began, licking his suddenly dry lips. "So...my father isn't actually married to you? Like, no rings, no certificate, no official witness to see the unity between the two of you?"

"No," Nana smiled. "None at all. Why?"

"No," Lal Mirch was the one to blink. "Just with how much he talks about you, we'd thought he would have had a flashy wedding to spoil you."

"Aah, no." Nana's smile faltered into a more bitter grimace. "I love Iemitsu, I really do, but I'm nothing but an escape for him, you see?" Ettore frowned, glancing to his mother and Lal Mirch. The two females were staring seriously at Nana. Basil looked up from Ipin to give a raised eyebrow at Ettore, who flashed him a hand signal that told he'd explain later.

"Iemitsu has a lot of stress in life," Nana smoothed her hands out on the table top. "And when he comes home, he's almost-almost trying to repair himself from the stress. We may not be married but we love eat other. He may not love me as much as I love him, but we make it work. I do regret that Tsu-kun has grown to see him as a stranger, but what can you do? Better than hate him, I think." Nana moved a hand, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear.

"...Nana-san, I want you to meet my fiancee," Lal Mirch spoke, eyes shining. "He'd love to meet such a strong woman like you."

"Eh? Strong? Me?" Nana laughed and waved a hand, face flushed. Oregano gave a smirk and Ettore sunk down in his seat, frowning.

The more time he spent with the Sawada Family, the more time he began to doubt-

Ettore shook his head, sitting up straight as Oregano commented that they should meet up with Colonnello soon.

"Tsuna, I can't believe you ate 10 hotdogs ," Takeshi spoke with a stunned gape. Tsuna looked up from his soda, giving a smile as he patted his bloated stomach.

"I was hungry," Tsuna laughed. "And they're delicious!"

"Tsuna-sama, I really have to talk to you about your diet. You seem to have a really unhealthy balance of sweets and junk to actually nutritious food," Hayato sighed as he chugged down his water-bottle. Reborn tossed his to-go coffee away and tugged his fedora down.

"Let's go on that," Reborn spoke, pointing to the Ferris Wheel.

"YES!" Tsuna all but screamed, rushing forward like an excited puppy. "After this can we go buy some animal ears?"

"Anything you want," Takeshi laughed, Hayato lagging behind as he covertly took pictures with his cellphone.

Around the four, people parted, their eyes lingering on Reborn. Reborn walked through the crowd with a smirk on his face, his hands stuffed into his pockets lazily as he trailed after the three teenagers.

Reborn honestly couldn't tell which was better - the fact that everyone recognized him and gave him a good berth or the fact that everyone recognized him and subconsciously scooted away from him with a sense of danger. Both made him want to purr like a cat.

"I call sitting with Tsuna-sama!" Hayato called once they got in line, seeing that only two were allowed in each carriage.

"Haha? No? You rode with Tsuna for almost all of the rides. This is my turn," Takeshi laughed, reaching down to hold Tsuna's hand.

"What about Reborn?" Tsuna asked, turning to the adult.

"Does no one want to be with wittle old me?" Reborn asked, suddenly decked in a dress and blonde curly wig.

"THAT'S CREEPY!" Hayato and Tsuna yelled, Takeshi laughing into Tsuna's hair. Reborn gave a eye-roll and quickly shedded the cosplay, patrons pretending they didn't just see that.

"Next!" The staff member called. Tsuna walked up, Takeshi behind him. As Tsuna stepped up onto the carriage, the door closed, separating Tsuna and Takeshi.

"EH?" Tsuna whirled around, seeing the alarm spreading along Takeshi's and Hayato's face. Reborn was stepping forward, arm out-stretched, before the carriage was shaking, lifting off into the air.

"What are you standing up for, kora? Sit down, maggot."

"Cloud-san, Cloud-san, where have you gone?" Chrome called out, one hand cupping her mouth, the other hugging Mukurowl to her chest.

"I'll bite you to death," Kyouya hissed from the shadows as he stepped out of a alleyway, his face twisted with irritation.

"Kufufu, what was wrong with you?" Mukuro asked as Kyouya stalked forward, brandishing his tonfa. He gently bopped Chrome on the head before whirling, smashing the metal end into Mukuro's gut. Mukuro wheezed, bending forward as Kyouya slid the weapons into his sleeves.

Kyouya let his face settle into a blank expression.

"I thought I saw someone I knew," Kyouya turned his eyes to the crowd. "But I lost them."

"Oya? Who-ow-was it?" Mukuro stood up straight, wincing as his stomach throbbed.

"No one important," Kyouya stated and then looked down at the stuffed owl. "...did you steal that?"

"Why doesn't anyone think I won this myself?"

Tsuna stared at the blonde man leaning back against the cushion seat, his hair covered by a camouflage bandana. His blue eyes were lazily staring at Tsuna, his right fingers twisting the wedding band on his left ring finger.

A flash - a baby, being carried by a hawk - and Tsuna was stumbling back onto the seat opposite of the stranger. Faintly, he heard the sounds of screams and the Ferris Wheel shook more as it moved.

"Uh," Tsuna stared. "Are you a friend of Reborn's?" Because he couldn't feel anything weird about this guy - not like Xanxus or Mukuro or that Bermuda guy. Well, he felt similar to Bermuda and Reborn but not as...evil?

"Hah? Me, friends with Reborn, kora? What, are you stupid, kora?" The blonde man laughed. Tsuna frowned minutely.

"Why are you saying 'kora'?" Tsuna asked.

"What are you talking about, kora?" The man looked genuinely confused.

"Nevermind." Tsuna turned away, looking out the window. He did a double take just in time to see Reborn smash into the door. The sound of metal bending grated along Tsuna's ears and the blonde man just smirked as Reborn threw the door over his shoulder, stepping into the carriage.

"When I told you to meet at the Ferris Wheel, I was not expecting you to kidnap my student," Reborn growled.

"Aw, is that any way to talk to the guy who got you guys here, kora?" The man sneered.

"By the way," Reborn pointed his gun at the man. "Congrats on growing the pair to propose to Lal Mirch. Good for you." He shot him.

"...I don't like this ride anymore," Tsuna grumbled to himself.

BONUS: Xanxus is NOT a good teacher

"I can't learn Italian in three days," Tsuna spoke as he, Reborn, his Guardians, and the Varia chilled in a reserved lounge.

"Tsuna-sama, you need to know a little bit. Here, I'll teach you how to say 'hello'. Ciao," Hayato spoke.

"...Chi-Chiaowh?" Tsuna scrunched his nose up. Squalo face-palmed in the background.

"Ciao," Basil repeated.

"Chiooowh?" Tsuna furrowed his eyebrows.

"How is he not getting this?" Squalo hissed.

"Hey Scum," Xanxus called. "Vaffanculo!" Hayato gave a wordless shriek as Mammon, who had been sitting at the bar, spat his drink out. The room went quiet as all the Italian speakers stared at Xanxus with unconcealed shock.

"Vaffanculo?" Tsuna repeated perfectly.

"WHY CAN YOU SAY THAT RIGHT?! VOOOOOOOI!" Squalo flipped a near-by table.

I honestly would have preferred if Nana and Iemitsu were actually never married. I don't really like the idea that Iemitsu puts his Famiglia first and just sees Nana as some sort of heavenly sacred oasis or something. Like? I would have loved for Nana to have maybe, I dunno, move on? At least for her own self? I don't like the image that Nana is so selfless, so oblivious, that she'd put up with having such a non-romantic life. Like? I'm sorry. I love Nana's character but I have how she was written/made to be. It's too-uhg. Too shounen-mom. lol (does she even have a ring in the anime/manga?)

Apparently the thing with the legal requirements for marriage in Japan are true? I may have read the source wrong so sorry if not true.

Piacere di conoscerti - Pleased to meet you

Vaffanculo - Rough translation - Go Fuck Yourself!

Yeah, Xanxus is very nice, isn't he?