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Chapter 5

The initiation of the Mafia police: Vendice

Tsuna side-eyed his fellow inmate who was snoring in yet a different pose, wondering just how can someone sleep out of boredom in this place.

'Can't this guy sleep in peace? If he died, I doubt he'd even rest in peace. This guy'd definitely be a zombie who'd chase people to make them act them as sheep jumping fences to get himself to sleep.' his eyebrows twitched in annoyance at the insomniac who wanted to become a narcoleptic.

There was another prisoner who played tunes on his harmonica to set the mood for the place, to help clarify the doubts of anyone who didn't know that they were, in fact, in a prison.

'This guy plays like chalk piece screeching against blackboards. How do you mess up that bad on a harmonica?'

That 'musician's' cellmate looked at his partner like a proud parent. 'You mean that this guy developed his skills in leaps and bounds?!'

"Psst... Neighbour. What did that guy do to get himself in here?"

"...My name's James. Remember it already. That guy? He was playing the music for a family's funeral-"

He looked at the aghast look that the brunette sported, and added on, "Don't judge him yet. He told me that his true calling was with the harmonica... Nothing else worked out with him."

Yeah, that didn't make things any better.

"Give the guy a break. He was a con artist who masqueraded around as a musician. He got caught in that ceremony."

"Why did they never catch up to that guise yet?!"

"They thought that it was a new form of art... You know that reconnaissance is hip right now, right?" the guy got tired of explaining stuff to him and handed over his stolen mug to the brunette.

"Use this, Tsunayoshi, to override that noise."

This idea was a bad one. The 'musician' thought that they were jamming, and proceeded to make a louder racket.

Their session was abruptly stopped as the trio noticed the fearful glances that the others gave them when a particularly intimidating prisoner glared at them. The other, large and scarred body, stood still in their direction. His bald head made him look like a movie villain. He was nicknamed Big Pino.

Tsuna looked slightly irritated by the cowed looks that they all sported. James went back to feigning sleep.

'If they'd just pay attention to the big guy, instead of freaking out like this...'

Turns out, that the guy had a habit of sleeping with his eyes open. But, the brunette had noticed that he pretty much snored his way through grumbles and growls. This pretty much intimidated the prisoners.

In fact, the guy also intimidated the jailors. That was because of his neighbour- Small Gia.

Their cell was pretty lavish, a sign that the two were hotshots that the warden was pandering to. More like, most of the cell was lavish- the part that was small Gia's. big Pino's side was as dirt poor as the rest of them.

The prisoners thought that the guy preferred to live in such crude conditions, but Tsuna felt that the little guy thought of the other as his big guard dog.

There was a story to this.

Tsuna looked at the warden that patrolled their cells, before looking longingly at the stuff inside the place. He then turned tail and reluctantly returned back to his room.

'The little guy must have stolen his stuff and the warden couldn't go and retrieve the things the duo made their own.

Well, that old man's scared stiff from the big dude. And then... he couldn't reveal the stuff and clear the misunderstandings with the jailors.

He couldn't admit to them that he was afraid of the giant who needed elephant tranquillizers that only worked for an hour during which they had to ship them into that room.'

The jailors gossiped enough for him to get enough clues to piece together the prison's situation.

He stared at the jailors who were clumsily trying to play violin pieces to cater to the requests of small Jia. The musician was tsk-ing at their play when the two were far better than he could ever be.

"I saw that the old man got a bear rug skinned from his latest game. Go get it for me." Gia casually ordered them.

Later in the afternoon, Tsuna spotted the warden stare at that cell with tears in his eyes. 'Man, those two don't even have to steal what they want anymore. It's even easier than stealing candy from a baby...'

In the cafeteria, about an hour later, the brunette spotted Pino head over to him mumbling "piu piu piu".

The teen looked at the grown man as if he was the next successor to Pacman and simply stared at the spectacle. The rest of the prisoners tore off from the line like they were the ghosts when Pacman ate the magical seeds.

'Lucky! There's no one in front of me anymore.'

But when he helped himself to food because the caterer was shivering and not doing his job, the giant stacked mountains from the remaining available food.

It seems like going to prison would be the best way to diet to get those killer waists that women aimed for nowadays.

The guy then proceeded to turn around and stare at the tiny plate of food the brunette helped himself to. There was never too much food to eat.

The other definitely wanted to eat everything that the world could offer. But, Tsuna crushed that dream of his by nonchalantly eating his grub, ignoring the starved look that the big guy sported when it would fit better on the rest of the guys' faces.

When he saw that the guy's hungry gaze turned from the food in the plate, to the brunette's face- as if he thought that he could have the food if he could consume the consumer too... Tsuna handed over the plate to the other obediently.

'I'd rather this be his next meal than me.' and he abandoned his meal to the dogs. If it was granted life, it would definitely seek revenge on the other.

But either way, Tsuna would tell it that in this world it was 'eat or be eaten!'.

The giant's eyes sparkled at the kind gesture, and Tsuna had the vague feeling of taming a dog (one more would be fond of him, way later on).

Late at night, Tsuna's cell was opened as the jailors came up to him and patted his shoulders in comfort. They proceeded to drag him out like he was in for a death sentence and shoved him into the cell of the infamous duo.

"So you're the kid that this guy took a shine on, eh?" Jia peered at him, as he gave the brunette a once over. Pino nodded his head vigorously as he inched excitedly towards the brunette.

Tsuna looked at the other's huge figure and wondered, 'If he put his mind to it, could he swallow me whole like a python? Would that be warm? I don't want to light a campfire here, but the nights are cold...'

"I don't mind letting ya join us, but ya gotta give us something to show yer gratefulness for the opportunity."

When Tsuna tried to search for something in his person to give as a gift, Gia interrupted him by saying, "I'm not gonna take what you think would make a great gift fer me. Imma choose what I like from what you got. What...? Got any problems wit that?" he asked, his eyes glinting in dark mischief.

The jailors brought the tiny suitcase that the teen carried around with him and opened it to show the pacifiers to the two. Gia snorted amusedly before moving his fingers to the pacifier that drew him the closest, the storm pacifier- while tossing the lightning one to Pino.

Tsuna realized that this may be how dads might have felt seeing their daughters rebelliously choosing a delinquent to elope with. 'Papa does not approve!'

Seeing the disgruntled look on the former's face, Jia smirked in satisfaction and pocketed the pacifier. Pino followed in his footsteps.

"You need a better hobby, buddy ol' pal~" Pino agreed with the shortie after deciding that the pacifier didn't particularly taste good.

'And now they're criticizing my daughters! You didn't have to steal them away from me in the first place then!'

"What's wit that look? There's no take-backs and refunds with gifts, ya know?"

Tsuna did the only thing he could do and brought out the mug that James gave him and started the jam/racket with the bars. Small Gia's words were drowned out in the noise that followed and his eyebrows twitched in annoyance.

The next day, the warden gave Tsuna a stink eye as he brought an electric guitar to small Jia who impatiently tore at the wrappers and started a number. The amplifiers connected to the guitar, like its name implied, amplified the sound and broke all the glasses that were in the warden's office.

Once finished, Jia smiled playfully at Tsuna, as he taunted the other to just try to pull what he tried the other night.

This time, it wasn't Tsuna who responded to the provocation. The musician egged on by the spirits and the sound of music, played his newest piece and spurred Gia on.

The prison was flooded with the bad chemistry filled wooing of a dying harmonica and the electric guitar. And people wondered why Shakespeare's famous play tried to separate the star crossed lovers, Romeo and Juliet...

Tsuna would feed both of them poison if it meant that it'd bring some peace to the place.

Moans erupted from the place, as the prison got a worse reputation for torturing its prisoners to no end. Some said that it was the ghosts of the late prisoners who haunted the premises to take revenge on the cruel jailors.

Thus, the warden tried to get rid of all his nuisances in one fell sweep.

Bermuda stared at the jittery, shady old man in front of him who tried striking a deal with him.

"How about it, Veckenschtein-sama? We're trying to extend the influence of our branch in Italia- to create an independent force for reigning in and judging crime.

All you have to do is use your influence and power to build upon our base over there. I'd even give you some reliable force from our quarters to aid you on your endeavours- of course, this includes the child that got arrested a few days ago."

Bermuda felt that this was a way that this guy could get rid of any nuisances that bothered him, but it worked for him.

'After all, how bad could they be?

...Well, I would not be the one to manage them anyway.' the noble thought as he glanced at Jaegar- the latest addition to the prison- the proxy who would inherit all duties as he shoved it all towards him.

Omake 1:

There were many incidents that earned small Gia the fearsome reputation he had in the prison.

One was when the warden got himself a globe, only for it to be in flames two hours later.

Some people just want to see the world burn.

Another was when the warden decided to bring in hounds that may as well be from hell to the prison to quieten the more rowdy ones from prison.

The man cackled as he ordered them to 'sic' em at small Gia.

This was a bad decision. The jailors had to seek refuge from the place from the hounds soon after, since Gia magnificently tamed them to rip into any guard that dare took a break in the premise. Things went south when he opened the cell doors only to allow the dogs access to the prisoners in them cells.

Despite all the sh*t that small Gia brought the rest, his presence was one to be fearfully revered.

After all, the hounds incident made them feel like the tiny guy was a beast tamer- one that tamed big Pino into being relatively harmless.

The warden shuddered as he locked his sight into the marble like eyes of the giant that swirled in madness. He was fine with being Gia's butler, if he'd be spared from the dragon's claws.

Omake 2:

Jaegar looked at how nimbly Jack manoeuvred himself around the trainwreck of a ship right near to theirs. Bermuda decided to sleep in peace while Tsuna gazed at the captain's movements in awe.

He picked up loot after loot in the fragile balance that kept it afloat as many of its parts defied gravity. He swung from broken mast to broken mast and climbed over ropes near ship quarters.

Small Gia was throwing broken wood pieces like daggers to a dartboard, with the latter as Jack. He was snickering as he landed close calls, while Jack shook off all attempts with ease as his eyes were focused on the prizes.

'Is it that Sea disowned him that it wouldn't let him die here? Or is it simply that he's got the devil's luck?

It surely can't be that he's got Neptune's blessings and is akin to the child of the Sea right?'

If Bermuda heard his thoughts, he'd tie Jack up in ropes and make him walk the plank, to make him the next Davy Jones- just to prove a point. He wouldn't mind losing an idiot, instead of letting his loyal subordinate glorify the idiot into heavens and beyond.

That idiot had enough of a swollen head as it is. Does Jaegar want to create the first human hot air balloon?