I thought I would've given up on this story by now lolololol, but sorry for the awful write up, I'm usually a one piece writer and this is a new cup of tea. Hopefully each chapter I get better at it or something like that. Enough about me, enjoy the chapter :)

"You bastard, you and your famiglia will regret crossing paths with us."

A cloud of smoke hovered in the air before disappearing, "You ought to watch your mouth, stupid."

Tsuna blinked at the exchange happening in front of him, a man with silver and black hair challenging another with pink hair. The black haired man was supported with many men at his side while the pink hair had only one that was sitting on a crate.

"Lampo you can relax seeing as you just finished training." The other man named Lampo smirked before shrugging.

"You sure you don't need all the help you can get? He's not one to be trifled with, I think."

"Who? Tenuka? He's just a brat," he dropped his cigarette and grinding it to the ground, "who needs to learn some manners."

Said man, couldn't be any older than 19, growled at the other man. "I'm only doing this for my family."

"And that's the sad part." G stated with a lace of regret in his voice.

Tenuka was the first to make a move as he lunged towards G, who rationally dodged the first punch thrown towards him. Afterwards, the two man broke out into a brawl with G gaining the obvious upper hand. His fighting mirrored that of a seasoned boxer that knew what his opponent would do next. While Tenuka, who wasn't at all bad, mirrored that of a fighter who was still under the apprenticeship. Tae kwon do, maybe?

When Tsuna snapped back he realized that the younger boy had been slammed to the ground.

"Welp. I'm feeling generous, tell ya what. If you tell me just the barest of information I'm willing to let you go."

Tenuka stared at the man before spitting blood out his mouth to the side, "And have my tongue severed? You must be crazy."

G grimaced at the truth of the world they lived in, slowly he pulled out a gun and held it towards the teen's head.

"Last words?"

"God if you're merciful . . ." The teen dry laughed. "Now's the time to prove it."

"Tsk." Before G hand had begun to pull the trigger he was stopped by a forceful kick in his chest leaving him in a carriage.

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Of course Lampo has noticed the boy, he wouldn't be a guardian if he hadn't. However he hadn't expected the docile figure to take action.

The only thing that kept him from stopping him right then and there was:

1.) How fast the boy moved

2.)How comfortable the stack of hay he was sitting on was.

He sighed, "Yara yara. Another troublesome person." He slowly pushed himself out of the hay stack to be on standby.

Tsuna wasn't quite sure what he was doing, before he realized it he had pushed the pink haired man into a carriage, protected the silver haired one, and now the green one was getting up.

He gulped. It hadn't felt right to watch him kill the younger man, not when it wasn't necessary.

It's do or die now. You already did, so let's try not to die.

Lampo was the first to break the silence, "Oya. Whose child is this?" G pushed himself up from the remnants of the carriage

"Huh?", After studying the figure in front of him, his eyebrows furrowed. "You're just a kid, you can't be in the mafia."

Tsuna's face stayed blank even though he questioned the older man. Mafia? Like the Italian gangsters? I'm in Italy?

"What are you deaf? A mute?" Lampo raised his eyebrows questioningly at the teen.

G cracked his knuckles, "Well when I'm done with him, he's gonna have 20/20 hearing."

Lampo sweatdropped, "That's vision G, not hearing," he muttered under his breath so only he heard.

As far as Lampo was concerned he valued his life and when G got like this . . . Well there's no telling who'd he shoot. Either the enemy or both of you. He sighed, "He's just a kid. He doesn't look any older than . . . 14 I'd say." Lampo scratched at the side of his face.

"Well he should've thought about his age before he entered a big boy battle in a big boy way." G reached for his gun, "So now it's time to be a fucking big boy."

Tsuna only got into his stance, his hyper awareness going off like a siren on a police car.

What happened next was beyond either men's guess or prediction.

Tsuna flared up his flames and released it from his forehead.

"E-eh?" Lampo stopped his conversation with G and gazed at the younger addition. "A s-sky f-flame?"

G's eye squinted suspiciously, "So the pretty fucker knows how to use his flames, huh?"

Both men wheezed as they took the second to gather their breath. "What the actual hell?" Lampo was the first to break the silence.

"That kid was strong . . . Like holy hell strong." He looked at all the bruises and blood that drowned his body.

G sighed before running a hand through his hair, "It's bc of this shithead that Tenuka got away though."

He bent down to pick up his lighter and proceeded to light his cigarette.

He stared at Tsuna's face as he took a long drag of the cigarette, "Y'know, he looks a lot like Giotto."

Lampo turner around shocked, "Eh? Lemme see." He got close to the brunette and examined his features. "He's like a mirror image."

Both men felt a chill run down their spine before breaking out into a sweat.

Lampo head glitched towards G, "Y-Y-Y-You don't t-t-think t-t-thats-s Giotto's s-son."

"C-Couldn't be." G looked upwards towards the other guardian, "Right?" He broke out into a nervous but convincing smile.

"R-Right." Lampo returned the smile as they both got up to walk away.

It succeeded for 2 minutes before they came running back.

"SAME TYPE HAIR." G shouted.

"S-same eyes and nose shape!" Lampo reintegrated.

Then they shared a look, "A sky flame for crying out loud."

Lampo slid to the ground moping, "We're doomed. We killed bosses son, he'll never forgive us. I'm gonna have to accept my position as a squire and live on a farm for the rest of my life."

G slammed his foot into the younger member's butt, "SHUDDUP WILL YOU." The older man sighed, "He's not dead."

"It's just thinking that Giotto wouldn't tell us he had a son, y'know." G grimaced at the child laying limp on the floor.

Lampo sighed, "that's true," his eyes glanced from the child to the sky, "but what do we do now. Huh?"

"Mmh."