"Hey, old man," said Hayato, looking up at his father from where he was sitting.

G looked up at his son from the paperwork he was supposed to be doing; key word being 'supposed.'

It had been a little more than an hour since Giotto had left for the Varia estate after getting a call from Xanxus saying that Tsuna was with them, which meant that he and his son would be arriving soon enough. G (and the other members of the Vongola household) was going crazy waiting for them because, even though it had been about five or so hours since they'd found out that Tsuna was missing, those hours had felt like days, and everyone was anxious to see the little brunette again.

"What is it, Hayato?" he asked.

"What's going to happen to the Family that kidnapped Nidaime? Uncle Giotto isn't going to let them get away unpunished, is he?"

G let out a sceptical laugh. "Not likely, brat. Giotto has the potential to forgive a lot of things, even murder, but when it comes to Tsuna, or any of you for that matter, he'll become even worse than the devil himself. I'd be surprised if, by the end of this week, anyone in Italy even dared to breathe the name of Dragone."

Hayato smirked sadistically and was about to say something when they were interrupted by the sound of Ryohei running past the room they were in, shouting, "Tsuna and uncle have returned to the EXTREME!"

Almost before the words were out of his mouth, Hayato had jumped up and was dashing after the older boy with his father hurrying after him.

When they got to the foyer, they saw that only Asari, Takeshi, Knuckle, and Elena had arrived before them. When Hayato saw his brother's face, covered with bruises and a long scratch running across the brunette's left cheek, his eyes widened.

"Nidaime!" he shouted, rushing forward to the smaller boy. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," said Tsuna, smiling when his brother didn't listen to him and started patting him here and there, making sure that there were no broken bones, then finally pulled him into a gentle hug.

When the silverette let go, his father bent down and gave the little brunette a hug. "Tsuna, thank god you're okay. We were all worried to death about you!"

Tsuna smiled into his uncle's embrace; because he had grown up in a household with not only his father, but his uncles as well, it sometimes felt like, instead of having only one father, he had seven.

After both father and son had said their greetings, Ryohei finally pounced on the unsuspecting brunette with a surprisingly gentle hug. In a relatively quiet voice (for him at least), Ryohei said, "You look pretty beaten up, Tsuna. Were you in a fight?" The boy's voice was stern, like that of the worried, overprotective brother he was.

Before Tsuna could answer him, though, Ryohei had suddenly disappeared, and in his place were Chrome and Mukuro, both hugging him to death. "Kufufu, you shall have to tell me the names of those who are responsible for the state you are in, Tsunayoshi," said Mukuro; despite the signature laugh at the beginning of his statement, his voice was hard, and his eyebrows furrowed. I swear, they shall not live to see another day after we are done with him."

When the boy said we, it was somehow obvious that he didn't mean only him and Chrome; no, he meant the entire Vongola Family, including his rival/brother Kyoya. The two may constantly be at each others' throats, but there was one thing they had in common, and that was what was keeping Kyoya, who had only just entered the room, from smashing Mukuro with a tonfa. What was this thing they had in common? Why, their mutual love for their baby brother, of course.

Chrome just stayed characteristically quiet, but nodded vehemently at her brother's words, agreeing completely with what he had said.

When the twins had let go, Kyoya finally came up and gave the boy a hug, his only words being, "For once, I agree completely with pineapple head. Those bastards who did this to you must have a death wish or something."

Tsuna just laughed in response, deciding not to tell them what had happened just yet. Instead, he looked around at his family, and noticed three people missing. "Where are uncle Alaude, uncle Daemon, and uncle Lampo?"

"Probably still torturing Lampo," said Asari with a nervous laugh. "I feel sorry for him, but there's no way I'm interfering. I don't want to lose my life."

Tsuna's eyes widened and he looked as if he were going to bolt upstairs to stop his two uncles from possibly maiming the greenette before Knuckle stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

"Just a second," he said with a smile. "If you go up looking like that, they'll probably do even worse stuff to him."

Tsuna nodded at this and stood still as his uncle took out his ring. Before long, there was a soft glow emanating from the ring, and Tsuna fought the urge to edge away from the flame. Tsuna and the other kids would occasionally have an accident and get hurt, and it was always Knuckle who healed them, so he was pretty used to the process, but that didn't mean he liked it.

Whenever his uncle healed him, Tsuna felt as if he wanted to jump out of his skin because, as the broken tissue and skin mended themselves, it itched like crazy. This time, the sensation was, predictably, a lot worse, because he had a lot more injuries to be healed.

"Stay still," said the sun guardian sternly, and Tsuna did his best to comply. After a few more moments of the awful sensation, the glow of the flame slowly dimmed, and the itching finally stopped.

Looking down at his arms, and putting up a hand to feel his face, Tsuna smiled widely; all his injuries had been completely healed, and he felt good as knew.

Throwing an arm around the priest, he said, "Thank you so much, uncle!"

Laughing, the sun guardian put his ring away and said, "It was nothing. You luckily only sustained minor injuries, so it wasn't hard to fix them at all. Just be careful, and don't wander off on your own again, you hear?"

Tsuna nodded frantically, said ,"Thank you!" once again, then turned and ran up the stairs, presumably to where his uncles were. The other kids, of course, followed closely after him, still feeling a little anxious.

When the kids were gone, the guardians turned to their boss, awaiting orders.

To Asari, who was in charge of diplomacy, and relations with other Famiglias, Giotto said, "Asari, I would like you to call the Don of the Dragone Family, I need to have a word with him."

"Dragone Family?" asked Asari in a surprised tone. "I never would have guessed it would be them. They never struck me as the suicidal type."

Predictably, the news that the young son of the powerful Vongola Family had been abducted spread like fire through Italy, and many were shocked that anyone would have the nerve to do such a thing.

Quite a few people got it in their heads that maybe they should try kidnapping the young Vongola, but those ideas were immediately erased as soon as they learned of what had happened to the offending Family.

As G had predicted, before the week was over, if one were to ask about the Dragone Family of Rome, Italy, they would be met with blank stares and hushed voices.

And thus was the tragic story of the fall of the Dragone Family.

SkyGem: Haha, boring chapter, sorry. Anyways, what did you guys think? I'm sorry I'm not writing more, but I don't have much time these days. Anyways, please do leave a review and tell me what you thought. Ciao~